Nikita (2010–2013): Season 2, Episode 12 - Sanctuary - full transcript

Previously on Nikita...

According to the Box,

each mission is authorized
by Oversight.

Nikita knows
I'm a member of Oversight.

The sooner I take down Nikita,
the sooner you're safe.

You said you had a way
to get to her through Alex.

- It belonged to your father.
- Thank you.

Then activate the plan immediately.

The situation is critical.

Our entire effort,

everything that we have worked for is
in danger of being destroyed, and why?



Because of one person.

Nikita.

She is determined to bring
down Division at all costs,

and she feels the quickest
way to do that

is to target its sponsors.

Two of us are dead now...

Thanks to her, and she won't
stop until we join them.

I could go to the president,

request secret service protection.

Tell him what?

That the shadow government
that he's not even aware of

can't stop
an assassin that it created?

You going to track all
that sand in here again?

I'm not the maid, you know.



Clearly.

You know, Division doesn't
even need to kill you.

You're doing just fine on your own.

What's the update on the guardians?

Well, your boy Owen lost
track of the last two

somewhere near Brussels.

I'm helping him out
with sat surveillance,

but it's like trying to find a needle

in a needle stack.

Mikey's on his way back here.

He thinks the guardians
are en route to the states.

To break Percy out of Division?

Well, their Black Boxes are gone.

What else is a'roid-raging Terminator
going to do with his spare time?

Speaking of meds...

I caught our little house guest

trying to swipe my pain pills.

Thought you should know.

You know, you can stay
here as long as you want,

but if your plan is
to get high again,

you're going to have
to do it somewhere else.

Uh, those were one of
the things my mom was taking,

you know, to make herself numb
and push the pain away.

The truth.

Alex, I was a part of the operation

against your family that night,

and even I don't know the truth.

Maybe she doesn't either.

She was having an affair with
the man who killed my father,

and she is living with him in
the house that I grew up in.

Doesn't mean that she
was part of the attack

or the takeover.

It doesn't matter.

Alex, you're going to have to
find a way to let this go.

I'm not saying let her go.

- Then what are you saying?
- I'm saying I...

I understand.

More than you know.

Before Division, there was
a woman at a halfway house.

Her name was Carla.

"This is a safe place,"
she used to say.

And I remember, hearing that
meant so much to me.

And then, one day,
she left town. No good-bye.

No nothing.

What happened?

I fell to pieces.

Off the wagon and landed in prison.

Yeah.

All I remember thinking was
that she never came to visit me

on death row, not once.

And I remember feeling

like I would never
forgive her for that.

And I thought
there has to be a reason

why she did what she did.

And whatever that reason was,

I think it was supposed to help me.

You can stay here.

This is a safe place.

One rogue element is not the problem.

Bruce, she won't give up.

Put it another way,
she's not the only problem.

Well, e we're on
the subject of disasters,

let's talk about Alexander Udinov.

I seem to recall her
sitting down with us

and striking a deal.

We help her take revenge
against Sergei Semak,

she neutralizes Nikita.

Neither of which has happened.

Whose fault is that?

Amanda's.

Well, you're making my point.

The problem, as you say,
is deeper. Systemic.

Amanda, Nikita, Alex.

What do they have in common?

- Division.
- Our problem is Division.

Maybe we need new leadership.

We already tried that.

Amanda was no better than Percy.

Division's grown too powerful
for anyone to run it.

No, no. What we require here
is something more drastic.

And we all know what it is.

Clean sweep.

You're a little late.

Really? Have you figured out
a way to tell time down here?

I just would've thought,

after conferring with your asset,

that you'd come straight down.

There's nothing you told
Ryan Fletcher

that you didn't want me to hear.

His prediction is that
you're planning an escape,

which we both know is impossible.

Impossible is a word found
only in the dictionary of fools.

You're a little tall
to be quoting Napoleon.

His exile did last nearly
a year and, uh, you're right.

I'm not that patient.

Well, take a look around, Percy.

There is no way out of here.

No way that you can see,
but you will,

before this day is done.

And my favorite part is,

there's nothing you can do
to stop it.

{pub}Not long ago, I received
reliable Intel on a major threat

against Division, most likely
an attack on this facility.

I have reason to believe

it will occur
within the next 24 hours.

I am putting Division on high alert.

As of now, nobody will be
allowed in or out

without my approval.

I want to remind you that this bunker

was built to withstand
a Soviet nuclear strike.

We can handle anything
that is thrown at us.

That does not mean, however,

that we will sit back
and play defense.

The sooner we identify the threat,

the sooner we eliminate it.

Call General Turgeson at Stratcom.

Tell him I need
a satellite re-tasked.

- Where to?
- Directly above us.

I want to see everything
within a five mile radius.

Establish a perimeter above ground.

Every person, every vehicle
needs to be accounted for.

Even if one of that
farmer's Holsteins

wanders onto our land up there,

I want it checked out.

Get to it!

Sean.

We just did another perimeter
sweep. Everything's clear.

I need to speak with you.

Look, I know you rejected the
idea of taking over Division.

Mother, I don't have
time for this now.

Just hear me out!

What about dismantling it?

Oversee the re-assignment
of personnel,

a temporary post.

I don't want any post at Division.

Then a lot of people
are going to die.

They're talking about
a clean sweep in there.

Complete liquidation of the facility,

including all personnel.

Mass murder. I guess
I shouldn't be surprised.

I'm going to try and talk them down,

but I'm already
outnumbered three-to-one.

When are they thinking of doing this?

Soon. I've called for a break,

but I don't know how long
I can hold them off.

Where are you going?

I may have a lead on Nikita.

How?

So the tracker you placed on Alex?

Alex has nothing to do with
this, but it's a solid lead.

I need you now, Sean.

I'll do it.
I'll dismantle Division.

Maybe after today, that's
all we'll have left to do.

Thanks.

- When's Michael getting here?
- Soon.

How are you two doing?

I don't know.

None of my business.

No.

I mean, I don't know.

Things were great.
We were a team again.

Then we hit a snag
in Belarus, and what?

Belarus? When were you in Belarus?

Couple of months ago. We were
getting the first lady out.

We were there too,
at the exact same time.

- Who's we?
- Me and Sean Pierce.

Sean Pierce?

Yeah, we were taking
out the Dictator Ovechkin.

- What?
- He had it coming.

We made it look like
the bodyguard did it.

After Michael snapped
that dude's neck.

- That was Michael?
- Mm-hmm.

He almost got me killed.

Well, your car bomb almost
got Michael and I killed,

so I think we're even.

- Close call.
- Way too close.

Hate to interrupt you ladies
reliving your spyjinks,

but I could use a little
help on our current mission.

The guardians didn't just decide
to do this on their own.

Percy's got to be pulling
the strings somehow.

How?

He's in complete isolation

in a glass cube
at the bottom of the silo.

He doesn't talk to anybody?

Only me and Amanda.

Any chance those two could
be teaming up, you think?

There's no way.

I mean, he would ask
to speak to me instead of her.

They're like divorced parents,

and I'm the kid stuck in the middle.

He's never had you, uh,

relay any messages or
pass anything to anyone?

No, I would never.

Money I used to get to Russia.

Wait, you weren't funded by Division?

No, Amanda kept dangling the carrot

and I got sick of waiting.

Percy gave me a cut
of a bank transfer.

An electronic bank transfer.

It was my fault.

What's the occasion, fellas?

The occasion?

Well, most people
book a jump for a birthday

or an anniversary
or a midlife crisis.

Eh, just want to see the countryside.

Well, you're going to see new Jersey

like you've never seen it before.

Place will almost look clean.

Anyway, I know you guys are licensed,

but I still got to give
you the safety spiel.

It's rare, but accidents do happen.

You'll be staggered around
the perimeter in teams of two.

Keep your eyes and ears open.

We'll hit them before
they even know we're there.

We're just about to board.

Should be taking off shortly.

Safe travels.
See you soon.

{pub}I have a proposition for you.

We could save lives and ammunition

if you tell me your scheme,
and I'll make sure

you get that room
with a view you requested.

Better idea,
you take me up to operations,

tell everyone there's
been a little mistake,

and that I'm back in charge.

For your sake as well as mine.

You know Oversight is out to get you.

My relations with
them might be strained,

but it is nothing I can't handle.

Oh, stop it.

They played you.
I had them handled.

Why do you think they were
so eager to get rid of me?

Maybe those private deals
you were doing on the side.

They gave me no choice.

Nickel-and-diming me at every turn,

trying to save a dollar at the
expense of national security.

And your personal bank account?

This was never about
the money for me.

What, then?
The power?

- You wouldn't understand.
- Try me.

No.

No, it's like

trying to explain
Alpha behavior to a lap dog.

'Cause that's what
you've been acting like.

No ambition. No vision.
No master plan.

Admit it,
whether it's Oversight or me,

you prefer the submissive position.

Release me. We join forces and
the Boxes protect both of us.

It's just good business.

Oh, you know better than that.
You know this is personal.

Hey, occupy beach house.

Can you grab me a fresh one of these?

You want ice?

I prefer mine neat.

Hey, um, about the pills.
It won't happen again.

I'm sure it won't.
Thanks.

I'm going to run to the store.

Do you want anything
like bread, milk, actual food?

Beer.
I know you got I.D.

Head's up. We got
someone at the gate.

It's Michael.

Wow, how's it going, buddy?

Well, you know what they say.

Whatever doesn't kill you
only makes you stronger.

I always thought that
was a load of crap.

Yeah, no kidding.

However...

Didn't expect to see you here, Alex.

Yeah, me either.

I heard about Russia.

Yeah, no place like home, right?

You know, I couldn't have gone
through it without Nikita.

I'm going to let you two talk.

Yeah, I've got, uh, that
thing to check on too.

Look, Michael, what I did in London,

I did what I always do.

I made the decision for you and, uh...

Hey, no, it's okay.

It was a good thing.

I needed some time.

I've gotten to know Max now.
He's a bright kid.

And he's starting to get to know me.

But even when we were,
I don't know, in the park,

kicking around a soccer ball,

I found myself looking
over my shoulder,

wondering if Division
were to come after us again,

and I can't live like that.

I don't think anyone
can live like that.

We have to end this fight
that we're in,

once and for all.

But we beat them
and then... then what?

Stop, stop.

No. You stop.

Let's get him inside.

{pub}Where's your back-up?
Where's Division?

Birkhoff, give me the binos.
I'm going up on the roof.

Damn it. Just got here.

You know how much
ballistic glass costs?

Kevlar blinds?

We are not leaving a Navy seal alive

if we're fighting off an Alpha team.

He's right. They come
busting through that door,

you're the first one we drop.

He's clean.
No tracker, no comms.

If they were here,

they'd have attacked already.

They're not out there, are they?

No tracker, no comms, no back-up.

Nobody knows where you are,

and you don't want us to know that.

How'd you find us?

He must have followed me.

It's the only thing that makes sense.

You used me, I know it.
How'd you do it?

Hmm? How?

Must have put a tracker in it.

My father's watch?

My father's watch?

We got to smash it.

Hey, hey, no, no, I can get it out.

I can get it out without
smashing it. Give it to me.

Not even your mother's
going to save you now.

His mother?

Yes, his mother is
a member of Oversight.

He didn't tell you that?

Wow.
You are full of surprises.

I almost wish you'd tracked me down

with an Alpha team instead.

That way I could use you
as a body shield.

Why didn't you bring them?

Hmm? Why?

I didn't want you to get hurt.

How did it ever get to this?

When you kept
operation sparrow from me.

That was for your own protection.

Or else you would have ended up
in the adjoining cube.

It's the truth.

No, here's the truth.

We were a great team, you and I.

No one could have run Division
better than we did.

But you weren't satisfied,
you wanted more.,

so little by little, you became
less about the country

and more about you.

It was always about me.
I created Division.

It never would have
thrived without me.

I never denied your contribution.

Then why don't you
treat me as an equal?

Because you weren't one.

I was the don and you
were the Consigliore.

I valued your counsel,
and that's as far as it went.

Maybe in your eyes.

No, I know. You saw
this as a relationship.

And you encouraged the recruits

to view us as mommy and daddy.

And somewhere along the way,

you deluded yourself into thinking

you had feelings for me,

when all you ever loved was my power.

We had something.

We had nothing.

It couldn't happen

because you're incapable of love.

Just remember, Percy.
I gave you a chance.

Ground.

Received word from roan.

He advises we approach from the west.

I say we cap him.

It's not like we can ever let him go.
He knows where we are.

We let seal team
six-pack there leave,

he's going to roll right
back at us with the cavalry.

Why kill him if we can use
him as a bargaining chip?

We've all seen how far he's
willing to go for his mother.

Let's see how far his mother's
willing to go for him.

I don't think the other
members of Oversight

give a damn about this guy.

When push comes to shove,

they'd save their own skins over his.

I say we keep him tied
up and leave him.

By the time anyone
came here, we'd be gone.

Are you kidding me?

This guy takes a shot at us
and we have to move?

This isn't Sean's fault.

What?

I always wondered what a guy
like that was doing at Division.

Now I know. He'd do anything
to protect his mother.

Great, so he's Norman bates.
Let's add him to the team.

Birkhoff, he's wrong.
He doesn't deserve to die.

You want to know about
my time in Division?

Here it is.

Sean came to me asking for
the truth about Ryan Fletcher.

This guy has his doubts.

He's never heard
our side of the story.

Maybe we should give it to him.

Try to convince him
we're not the bad guys

you really think
you can turn a Navy seal?

I think we have some common ground.

If you want to make peace,
you don't talk to your friends.

You talk to your enemies.

Before you consider
wiping out Division,

there is the problem of Percy.

I hadn't thought of that.

The dead man's switch on his heart,

upload the Black Boxes.

Not exactly a "clean
sweep," if our operation

is exposed to the public.

If Percy's not exposed,
neither are we.

Amanda's got him at
the old titan-2 silo,

sealed off in the bunker, so
he's shielded from the attack.

If my son has agreed to
supervise a phase down,

why are we even debating this?

Debating? I thought we were
just working out the details.

There has to be a better option.

Consider the alternative.

When we moved back into Iraq,

first thing we did was
disband Saddam's army.

Those men, every one of them,
became our mortal enemies.

Killed thousands of our soldiers.

What would happen if we
tried to disband Division?

A group of the world's most
highly trained killers,

set loose on the country?

Is that what you want?

Kenneth, bring in the case, please.

Bruce,

we have a duty.

For the citizens of this country,

to protect them against all
threats, foreign and domestic,

Division has become
a domestic threat.

You look thirsty, soldier.
Can I get you some water?

Sean... this isn't an interrogation.

It's a conversation.

What do you know about me?

I know you're trying
to kill my mother.

I've never killed
a member of Oversight.

You have.

All Oversight does is fund Division,

and we both know that that place doesn't
deserve to be in business any longer.

Let me ask you a question.

What would have happened

if you had succeeded in killing us?

What then?

You think they'd let you go
back to your seal unit?

They know if they go after me,

I'll go straight to the authorities.

You would never get that far.

If they feel you're a danger,

not even your mother can help you.

And, if she objected too strongly,

she'd suffer
the same fate as her son.

You've seen how Oversight
eats their own.

Sean.

You're protecting her
from the wrong people.

And who are you?
The right people?

Nice to meet you.
Now, let's try this again.

You look thirsty, soldier.
Can I get you some water?

{pub}Senator Pierce, please.

Escape. You're certain about this?

- He told me.
- He told you?

Let's not forget
who we're talking about.

What precautions are you taking?

Many, but I only need
your approval on one.

I'd like to place Percy into
a medically-induced coma.

What does that mean, exactly?

I'll administer a cocktail that will
make him the equivalent of brain dead.

His dead-man's switch
won't be activated because

his heart will continue to beat.

You're the one who wanted
to keep him conscious

in the first place, Amanda.

Seems that was the wrong call.

You have our approval.

I'd ask you to hand me that, but...

Here, just, um...

Beats waterboarding.

You had that coming, you know.

I know.

You know, sometimes, you do
things in these situations

you're not proud of.

But you did it anyway.

It wasn't like me.

That's why it worked.

How did you know
I'd meet Nikita in Russia?

I didn't.

So you wanted me to go after Semak.

And you didn't tell Amanda?

It was what you wanted.

Why do you care?

Being posted at Division,

it's not my choice, it's my duty.

If I couldn't leave, the least
I could do was help you get out.

You sure you want to
turn on that thing?

Relax. This place has more
jamming than a Santana concert.

I followed your progress
in Russia for a while.

What happened?

- I failed.
- Oh.

I trusted someone I shouldn't have.

My mother. You must
know what that's like.

Wait a second, your mother is alive?

Semak keeps her out of site,
strung out on pills.

She's his prisoner?

Not exactly.

You can't judge family the
same way you do other people,

especially when they're in trouble.

Oh, yeah? How's that
working out for you?

So far, so good.

Ahoy, shipwreck. You know
you've got a bug in your phone?

- What?
- What?

Were they tapping
my phone conversations?

They were bugging you
whenever you had your phone on.

- Call or no call.
- Amanda.

My mother told me Oversight
wasn't happy with her,

that they were looking
for new leadership.

She was listening.

Wait a minute.
Oversight's unhappy with Amanda?

That's great.

Yeah, if you're okay
with mass murder then,

by all means, enjoy the show.

What are you talking about?

Oversight is thinking about
executing clean sweep.

Wait, clean sweep?
What the hell is that?

Years ago, when Percy
created Division,

Oversight insisted
he build in a failsafe,

so he could erase
the evidence at any time.

There's a tanker of VX gas

tapped into Division's
ventilation system.

20 minutes after
Oversight pulls the trigger,

the place will be a mass grave.

Nobody would ever find it,

because nobody even
knew it was there.

All those people...

You mean all those people
you're trying to kill, right?

The hell we were.
That was us once.

They're not there by choice.

We wouldn't have killed
the foot soldiers

if we'd captured their leaders.

We tie them to their crimes,

and send them over
to the authorities.

Why is Oversight doing this?
They sound panicked.

Black Boxes, rogue agents,
failure to catch Nikita.

Thanks to you, Division
has become expendable.

My mother's trying to stop it,

but she's the sole voice of dissent.

She has no leverage.

She's about to get some.
Birkhoff, set up a scrambler.

We're going to call Oversight.

Thanks to you, we have the number.

What are you going to tell them?

I'm going to tell them that
they trigger clean sweep,

we upload the Black Box.

It's something they can't clean.

Ah, last time I checked,
we don't have one of those.

They don't know that.

And, luckily,
we have someone they trust.

You don't have to make that call.

I will.

Can you talk? Good.

I'm taking certain steps
and I wanted to make you aware

because it changes the plan.

{pub}We're inside the perimeter.

Take a good look around.

These are the last people
that you will see

for a long, long time.

Maybe ever.

Aren't you forgetting something?

The Boxes are irrelevant.

You know what happens when I die?

You're not going to.

The pentobarbital will
slow your metabolic rate,

as well as your cerebral blood flow.

You may end up
with some brain damage,

but I'll try to avoid that.

You know I never wanted this.

Then don't do it.

For old times' sake?

For yours.

Sean, you have to get back
here right now.

That depends entirely on you.

Is he alive?

For now.

I'm here.
They got me.

Sean.

Listen, I told them about clean sweep

and they have other plans.

If Oversight implements the protocol,

they will upload
the contents of a Black Box.

What Black Box?
You destroyed it.

Somehow they managed to
get their hands on another.

I'm looking right at it.

Look, I know this isn't

the solution that you wanted,

but it might be the one that we...

What the hell was that?

We have to get out of here now.

On your knees!

Mother? Mother?

One must have a mind of
winter, and been cold a long...

Who are we dealing with here?

I take my orders from
the same man I always have,

even after you threw him down a hole.

I recognize that voice.
It's one of the guardians.

That's why they were gathering.
Their target was Oversight.

Percy.

Hello?

I want to make this very quick

because you don't have much time.

Release Percy or you will eliminate

all the members of Oversight?

Sounds good to me.

Keep listening.

Failure to comply

will result in the activation
of clean sweep.

They've got the button at hand,
as they always do,

which means now, it's at my hand.

If you attempt evacuation,
we trigger it immediately.

You wouldn't.

I told you.
Division is mine or no one's.

You had your chance.

There's nothing
you can do to stop this.