Nikita (2010–2013): Season 3, Episode 17 - Masks - full transcript

- Previously on Nikita...
- A mutiny.

I was afraid something
like this would happen

when you told everybody
about Danforth.

I did this.

Alex, you told
300 trained killers

the government
has a gun to their head.

Not all of them want to stick
around to see what happens next.

Rachel, we need to lay low.

Division will never
get shut down.

We are going to get there,
Chris.

We are going to be free.



Rachel says that she's
the leader, but that isn't true.

If Division is left standing,
more people are going to die.

Give me the gun.

- The plan will still work.
- How?

You're going to have
to take the fall.

Make it look like
you took my gun.

Alex.

I should have been here.

Look at him.

You say you're trying to help
the people in here?

That's all Ryan
was ever trying to do--

help you,
get you guys a new life.

Look at him!

Rachel, I know you're scared,
but this isn't the old Division.



Cooperate, and there's
still a way out for you.

Tell us
who you're working with.

We know you had help trying
to blow the tracker array,

and someone tried to get you
out of interrogation.

When you shot Ryan.

So give us a name
before anyone else gets hurt.

You got me.
It's over.

Oh, this is
nowhere near over.

She won't break.

Well, maybe it's time Nikita
used some enhanced measures.

She did with Ari.

Ari was an enemy.
Rachel's one of us.

Not anymore.

Rachel's just the tip
of the iceberg.

The only reason
that she is in here

is because a lot of other people
feel the same way that she does.

Even if we hunt
her friends down,

it will not solve
the problem.

So you're saying
you agree with her?

I'm saying
I understand her.

This is Ops.

We're getting some flash traffic
that I think you need to see.

It's Danforth.

He's dead.

♪ Nikita 3x17 ♪
Masks
Original air date on April 12, 2013

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

If you're just joining us,
this is a breaking story.

Commander Evan Danforth,

special advisor
to the President, has died.

He collapsed earlier today
at a Georgetown restaurant.

Preliminary reports indicate
a ruptured brain aneurysm.

Brain aneurysm?

It's hard to diagnose.
It's easy to fake.

Right out
of the Division playbook,

which means--
Amanda.

Amanda?
Why would she kill Danforth?

Because he was shielding us
from the President.

Only after you
blackmailed him.

Nikita played
the only card we had.

The point is
is Amanda found out about this.

She knows,
by killing Danforth,

it would turn the heat up
on Division.

Owen called it in.
He's been surveilling Danforth.

Owen, where are you?

I'm on site.

They're taking the body out
right now.

Did you see anything
out of the ordinary?

No.

He was at the same place
he had lunch at every day.

Same table, same time.
Just like clockwork.

Once she knew his routine,
it was easy.

Amanda saw the pattern,
and she exploited a weakness.

We dropped the ball
on surveillance.

Surveillance.

When Alex and I
broke into Danforth's house,

we left some
surveillance equipment there--

phone taps,
keystroke loggers.

The feds do a sweep,
they're going to find it.

Yeah, but they won't be able
to trace that back to Division.

If the President learns
there's unidentified tech

in Danforth's place,

she'll know
that we're behind it.

She'll think we watched him,
then killed him.

Owen, I need you to get
to Danforth's place

and clean the scene.

You want the quick version,
or the full works?

The full works,
but also quick.

Copy that.

The President's going to want
to talk to Ryan about this.

What are we supposed to do
when she calls?

Say Ryan lost his voice?
He's on extended vacation?

No.
We tell her the truth.

We tell her that Ryan's been
in an accident

but that he's expected
to make a full recovery.

Until then...

You're in charge.

She trusted a Navy man
to manage Division before.

She can do it again.

You think that'll be enough

to keep her finger
off the SEAL trigger?

Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.

Ah!

Ops, we have a problem.

Owen?
Owen?

No response.

- I'm going out there.
- Take a team.

Don't worry.
It's just a mild paralytic.

I wouldn't want you to end up
like poor commander Danforth.

Unlike him,
you're far more valuable alive,

aren't you, Owen?

Or should I say "Sam"?

Sam?

You still alive?
Sam?

Owen?

Owen?

Owen?

Owen, are you okay?

What happened?

You called in,
said there was a problem,

and then radio silence.

Where are they?

Who's they?

I mean Danforth.

Danforth's dead.
You don't remember?

It's been over an hour
since you called in.

Owen?

Sam.

- What?
- My name.

It's Sam Matthews.

First special forces
operational detachment Delta.

I remember.

What's happening to him?

He suffered a concussion,

and it looks like it's causing
his brain to rewire sections

that were previously damaged.

And that's what's bringing
his memories back?

Essentially.

It's rare,
but it's been known to happen.

You need to relax.

I'm fine.
I'm fine.

Were you attacked?

Was somebody already there?

No.
Nobody was there.

It's like I had a seizure
or something.

I must have hit my head
on the floor when I fell.

It's a good thing
we recovered you when we did.

The CIA got
to Danforth's place

right after Nikita
pulled you out of there.

- They find anything?
- No, no, no.

We finished
cleaning the place.

Birkhoff's hacking their system
just to make sure,

but I'm going to go see
how he's doing.

You should take it easy.

Thank you,
Captain Obvious.

- Still hurt?
- No.

I had worse hangovers
in the army.

When you were Sam.

Yeah.

So it really
is coming back.

In flashes,
like a strobe light.

I remember my unit going down.
I was hit.

And Amanda?

Do you remember why she tried
to wipe your memories

in the first place?

No.

There has to be a reason
why she did this to you.

We figure that out,

we can find out why she tried
to grab you back in Russia.

What the hell
are you doing?

They were worried
you might have been followed.

They?

How's Rachel?

She's holding up.

But for how long?

This is Division.
They are going to break her.

Even if they don't,
once Ryan wakes up,

he'll I.D. you
as the shooter.

Let me worry about that.
The plan is still on track.

We get everyone new identities
and money to start new lives,

then we get out.

Rachel too.
All of us.

We're going to have to do
something about the trackers.

Birkhoff's decentralized
the entire array,

so we can't just
take out one server

to bring down the system.

That means
we need software access

to bring the trackers down.

We'll never get that.

- Let me handle it.
- How?

Birkhoff is the only one
who has access to those systems.

I told you
that I will handle Birkhoff.

Nerd, we need you.

- I'm busy here.
- This is important.

Yeah, well,
I'm trying to make sure

that if the rabble rousers in
our midst launch another attack,

they don't bring down
our whole network.

Is it more important
than that?

This could lead
to Amanda.

Okay, what is it?

Check any records
on Sam Matthews.

Your alter ego?
I already did.

Mikey filled me in.

There is no trace of any
Delta operative by that name.

Amanda must have wiped
your file.

Did a thorough job too.

Usually there are
some digital echoes left behind,

but with Owen--or Sam,
whatever your name is--nada.

Try Ray Kramer,
Enrique Morales,

and Darren Stoffer.

- Who are they?
- Members of my old unit.

We were in Kosovo.

The guys in my unit
were smuggling heroin.

I caught them.

And, uh, they shot me.

I was able
to take them all down.

I killed them all.

Amanda was right.
I killed all my friends.

Bingo.

Kramer, Morales, Stoffer.

Army special Ops,
assigned to support

NATO peacekeepers
in the Balkans.

All listed as killed
in a helicopter crash

in Kosovo in '99.

Division cover story much?
Mm.

Looks like
there was one survivor--

a corporal Scott Atkins.

Scotty.

You remember him?

He tried to help when
the others turned against me.

Honorably discharged
in '05.

Last known address
is in Baltimore.

All right, looks like you're
going to visit an old friend.

First we blackmailed him,
and then we kill him?

President's not going
to like this.

That's declaring war.

You got to wonder
about retaliation.

We can't survive
a direct assault.

Hey, Michael.

People are jittery,

worried about
what Danforth's death means.

Well, they know he was ready
to kill us all.

They also stood here
and watched us

as we blackmailed him.

They don't know
what to think.

Is this good for us,
is it bad?

Well, this couldn't
have happened

at a worse possible time.

All right, everyone,
listen up.

Stop what you're doing.

First, we had nothing to do
with Danforth's death.

This wasn't
some sort of covert kill,

and second,
this changes nothing.

The President is aware
of our situation

and is committed to letting us
see our mission through.

So I'm here to tell you that
everything is under control.

We just need to focus
and keep doing our jobs.

Now, as you were.

That was interesting.

Where do we go from here?

Business as usual.

Are you serious?

Tell me you haven't thought
about it.

Birkhoff, you're the only person
I can talk to about this.

I know what you mean.

Nikita, Mikey, Ryan--
they're too close to it.

They can't see it.

So you'd really
leave Division?

Why not?

Every mission
leads to another.

Every secret
leads to ten more.

Ryan's in a coma,
and for what?

Because we have an obligation to
clean up somebody else's mess?

I haven't told
anybody this,

but right after you alerted
the troops to the seal threat,

I asked Sonya
to leave here with me.

What did she say?

She turned her back on me
and walked out the door.

She's right.
I'd be letting Nikki down.

I'd be leaving a lot of people
in the lurch.

What if you didn't have to?
Leave them?

What do you mean?

Hey.

Michael asked me to check
those new security protocols.

You finish?

Yeah, sure.

Did I interrupt something?

No.

Wow.

Looks like your friend
had a really rough time

since leaving the army.

I'd probably be in worse shape
than him if it wasn't for you.

You always knew what was best
for me, didn't you?

Yeah?
What's it about?

Hey, Scotty.
Been a long time.

Sam?

No. Can't be.
You're dead!

We're not here
to hurt you.

You don't know me
like he does.

Oh!

The nice thing
about killing a drug dealer

is they always tend to have
what you need to erase the job.

Owen, something's happened
to you.

Let me help.

You already helped.

You found Scotty for me.

You said
he was your friend.

He was.

Amanda was wrong when she said
I killed all my friends.

One got away.

Not anymore.

Owen, let me go.

I'll help you fix this.

There's nothing to fix.

I remember now.

Everything.

My unit was smuggling drugs,
but I wasn't the whistle-blower.

I was the leader.

I organized the whole operation,
but they tried to cut me out.

What the hell?

Sam.
This isn't what it looks like.

Good.

'Cause it looks like you're
moving product without me,

and I know
you wouldn't do that.

Right, guys?

No way.

We just intercepted
an unscheduled delivery.

Don't worry.

You'll get
what's coming to you.

Sam?

You still alive?

Sam?

Scotty's mistake
was not finishing the job.

You get a man down,
you finish him.

Else it's going
to bite you in the ass.

It might not happen right away,
it might take ten years,

but it's going to happen
eventually.

Am I right, Scotty?

Operator.
How may I assist you?

You can shut up.

I'm talking to the bitch
who's tapping this phone.

Call me back.

Let's talk Nikita.

Amanda.

Once she restored
my memory,

she knew I'd come looking
for Atkins.

I half thought
I'd find her in the house.

- Owen--
- Sam.

Owen's a tool.

No, Amanda did this
to you.

She created some kind of...
delusion.

I don't know,
but this isn't you.

You don't get it,
do you?

Owen was the delusion.

He was just a whipped, little
puppy dog following you around.

I mean, it felt
like I was medicated

for the last ten years.
Why would Amanda do that?

Why would she create
someone like Owen?

You are so obsessed
with that woman, aren't you?

Okay.

From what I remember,
according to Percy,

the perfect candidate
for Division

was a troubled, violent killer
with low self-esteem.

Does that remind you
of anybody?

I mean, they didn't want
thinkers, planners, leaders.

They wanted to do
all the thinking for themselves.

So Amanda, being Amanda,
took her little needles

and blunted my edge.

Something about judgment centers
around the brain.

Take a born leader, and turn him
into a loyal follower.

A guardian.

No.

No.

You can't tell me
the man that I know--

the one
who saved my life,

the one
who loved Emily--

that that man doesn't exist?

Emily didn't know
who I was.

I didn't know
who I was.

If she knew,
she wouldn't have been with me.

This is Sam.

Sam.

It's been a long time.

I have to admit,

I thought you might call Atkins
before killing him.

You're moving a bit faster
than I expected.

Had a lot of time
to make up for.

Meet me at Ellwood Park
at midnight.

And why
would I do that?

Same reason
you're tapping this phone.

You knew I'd come
with what you want.

Be prepared to pay
'cause it's going to cost you.

You're not really going
to go through with this.

You can fight her.
I can help you.

Oh, she'll get
what's coming to her,

after I get mine.

You're not really surprised
this is who I am,

are you?

I mean...

deep inside,
you always knew what I was.

You just didn't want
to believe it.

Where's the bad cop?

No bad cops.

I'm here as a friend.

Yeah?

Then let me go.

That's up to you.

Tell me who else
you're working with.

You know, your Division record
was outstanding--

five sanctioned solo kills,
seven missions as team leader,

all clean successes.

Except for that last one
in Madrid.

What happened there?

A member of your exfil squad
went down.

Your orders were to leave him,
but you went back for him,

got caught in the crossfire.

Said you spent three months
recovering in medical

from those bullet wounds.

Now, you know what it means
to be responsible

for the lives
of your people,

and I am telling you
that your friends

are following
a very dangerous path.

If you give me their names,
they'll be fine.

My friends will be fine
when they are free.

But we both know that's not
how it's going to end.

Division will come after you,
with or without a tracker,

and this time, it won't be
to put you into custody.

It will be to kill you,
to kill all of you.

That is
how this is going to end.

So...

Are you really going
to let that happen?

If I gave you access
to the server,

could you reroute
tracker control?

Not with Birkhoff's
security protocols in place.

You have to disable those first
from his station.

What happened? I thought
you were taking care of him.

- Still working on it.
- There is another way.

Take control of Ops.
Ryan's out of commission.

Nikita's off on one
of her personal missions.

We have a window here.

- Out of the question.
- You heard Michael.

He thinks
it's business as usual.

Nothing is going to change
unless we do something about it.

We don't have
the numbers.

We can get the numbers.

Word is spreading fast.
No!

No more recruiting people

until we get a handle
on this tracker problem.

We've got to be smart,
wait for our moment.

I will get everyone out,
safely.

Check him.

He's clean.

And you're stupid.

What's the matter?

You don't have
a plan for this?

That was unnecessary.

Seemed necessary to me.

You got the money?

What's this?

$50,000.

That's it?

I get you Nikita,
you think it's worth 50 grand?

This is what's going
to happen.

I'm going to give you
a bank account number,

and you're going to transfer
all of your funds into it.

The entire Tasarov bankroll.
You understand?

There is no more bankroll.
That's all of it.

My goal
was never money.

Sucks to be you.

There's another way.

The Black Box.

A lot of people would pay
for its secrets,

a lot more than $50,000,

and right now,
there's a small window of time

where Division still thinks
you're Owen.

You could go back
and get it.

That's not a bad angle.
Thanks.

But who would you
sell it to?

I have
all the contacts.

Your only avenue to them
is through me.

I'm going to be so happy
when I'm done with you people.

Wait for my call.

What about Nikita?

Any progress with Rachel?

Not yet, but I think I'm
starting to get through to her.

Michael, it's Owen.

Owen?
What happened?

Amanda was waiting
for us.

I tried to fight them off,
but there was too many of 'em.

What about Nikita?

Amanda has her.

Is there an active threat
on site?

No, they cleared out.

All right, stay put.
I'll bring an Alpha team.

All right.

Michael, Amanda must have
a plan for her.

She'll keep her alive.

Yeah, but for how long?

I'm taking an Alpha team
out there.

You stay here
and start the sweep.

Check the satellites,
the cell towers,

traffic cams,
all of it.

Birkhoff, give Alex
full command code clearance.

You're in charge.

How do you like
my new lair?

It somehow suits you.

I'd been hoping you'd come by
for a visit.

Sam just made that happen
sooner than expected.

Remember what I said?

You told me that the people
I love would betray me,

but you had to destroy
Owen's mind.

You had to turn him into
a completely different person

for him to betray me.

That's not winning,
that's cheating.

I'm not talking
about Owen.

I was very specific,
remember?

What did I say
about her?

You said that...

"You made her,

and like everything
you love--"

she will turn
against you.

Which is exactly
what Alex has done,

with a little help
from me of course.

Birkhoff...

Dana found some traffic cam
footage that could be Amanda.

It's grainy, inconclusive.
Can you help her?

Yeah, no sweat.

I got a new full-spectrum
analysis process,

should clean it up.

Where is she?
Logistics.

With Owen, the solution
was to build a wall.

A bit crude, I admit,
but the memory wipe did its job.

With Alex, I needed
a more elegant method.

Alex is still Alex.
She remembers who she is.

That's because this time,
I didn't need a wall.

What I needed
was a bridge.

Alex is a survivor,
and like most survivors,

she carries
the guilt of that.

Her father died.
She lived.

She had escaped
the world of sex slavery

but left many girls
behind to suffer.

I needed to connect
the pain of her past

with her present circumstances
in Division,

so I introduced her to someone
who could link those two worlds.

Look out!

Ah!

Larissa?

The girl
she was trying to save?

A hallucination.

During her stay with me,
Alex thought she was in a bed

when she was really
in my chair.

Larissa was an idea I projected
into Alex's mind--

an innocent young woman
who had lost everything,

still working for the people
who killed her family.

Parallels, anyone?

I stimulated the empathetic
regions of her brain,

gave her
a few suggestions.

You can't leave now, Alex.

Larissa's hurt.

She needs your help.

Let me see.

Keep pressure on it.

Keep pressure on it.

Ah!

Her own mind
filled in the rest of the story.

She blamed me
for Larissa's death.

Transference.

Alex survived
but couldn't save Larissa.

That feeling of being powerless,
she needed someone to blame.

Who else but the most powerful
figure in her life?

You.

No.

Alex has defeated
your mind games before.

She's a good person.

She's not going
to forget that.

And I wouldn't
want her to...

Because there's no telling
how far Alex will go

to save the people
who depend on her.

She will sacrifice
everything

before letting them die
like Larissa.

Everything.

All you can do is sit there
and wait for it to happen.

Owen, are you okay?

You're lucky
Amanda left you alive.

I wasn't the target.

Once she got Nikita,
she was gone.

Birkhoff, any leads?

None yet, but I got everybody
in here on the hunt.

Come on, I'll catch you up
on where we are.

Shouldn't you be
in medical?

In a minute.
I had a thought.

That's a new one.

What'd you say to me?

Easy.
It's a joke.

Of course.

What's your thought?

I think Amanda might be making
a play for the Black Box.

You mean like another trade?
Nikita for the box?

Maybe.

Or she's got a mole inside

that could use the distraction
to steal it outright.

Impossible.

It's in Ryan's safe
with a biometric lock,

and considering
Ryan's condition right now,

I don't think
anybody's going to be getting

in there anytime...

Soon.

Charming as ever.

The thing is,

I hated Percy,
but I got him.

You were either valuable,
or you were dead.

Simple as that.

But you?

You poke around
in people's heads for fun.

You manipulate
who they become.

I help them become
what they should have been.

I fix
what was broken.

This is important work
we're doing.

Did someone fix you?

Or was the problem
that you were too broken

for them to even bother?

I didn't need anyone
to fix me.

I did that for myself.

Well, I couldn't.

I needed help--
your help.

And I passed on
what I learned from you to Alex.

I thought
you didn't make Alex.

You made a point
of saying that.

I didn't remake Alex
in my own image.

I didn't need
to do that.

She already was me,
lying on the floor,

trying to kill herself,

believing
that she was worthless

because she had nothing
to live for.

I saw that,

and I thought...

I could help her.

Because you used to be her.

And you used to be me.

Transference, right?

That's what
this is all about.

You're trying to break me
the way someone broke you.

Though, when the people
you loved betrayed you,

I'm doubting there was
a cranial needle involved.

I have a feeling

they made that move
of their own free will.

What's wrong?

I think someone's been
using my terminal.

Did they do anything?

No. Critical systems
are all secure.

They'd need command code access
to get into those anyway.

I told these doofuses
to stay off my station.

Ah!

Sean?
What are you doing?

I was going to ask you
the same question.

Where are you going?

I don't have
to explain myself.

Sean, wait!

What am I going to find
in here, Alex? Huh?

Let's just go upstairs,
and I'll explain everything.

You've been different
ever since South Ossetia.

Aggressive, secretive.

This again?
I told you--

You and Rachel
were the only ones in the room

when Ryan got shot,
and...

I saw you use your command code
clearance at Birkhoff's station.

It's you, isn't it?
Behind this whole mutiny?

It's not a mutiny, Sean.
You don't understand.

You're right,
I don't.

- I have to do this.
- Why?

If I don't get everyone
out of Division,

more people
are going to get hurt.

You mean like Ryan.

- Help us.
- What?

You're the one who always said
how dangerous this place is,

how I had to get
out of here.

That was about you.

And what
about everyone else?

We have a chance
to save them, Sean.

All of them.

Are they down here?

How many of them
are there?

More than enough.

Chris, back off!

He knows too much.
He could expose us all.

He isn't going
to say anything.

He's with us.

Find that hard
to believe.

Rachel?

How did you get out?

People are joining our cause
from all over,

including security.

Rachel, listen to me.
Sean is helping us.

Who do you think
shut down the trackers?

The trackers are down?

Not yet,

but when Michael went off-site,
he put Sean in charge.

Sean used his clearance
to bypass security protocols.

We can access them
at any time now.

Division's responsible
for my mother's death.

You think I have any loyalty
to this place?

You know what this means?

Now's the time.

What are you talking about?

We're going
to take Ops.

We have the numbers.

And if the tracker server
really is vulnerable,

we can strike now
before Birkhoff or anyone else

can turn the security protocols
back on.

We don't need
to do this.

I can still get everyone out
quietly and safely.

We go in there, guns blazing,
it'll be a bloodbath.

- It'll be their blood.
- This is not the plan!

The plan has changed.

We're getting everyone out,
tonight!

Hello, there.
It's been a long time.

Going somewhere?

Following up
on a hunch.

Is that
why you visited Ryan first?

His guards have orders
to report all entries.

Ew.

The first thing
that bothered me was,

why would Amanda
take Nikita and not you?

Then, Birkhoff told me
about your Black Box theory,

and I thought,
that's...funny...

How you never
mentioned that to me.

Yeah.
What can I say?

Memory's not
my strong suit.

Take him to holding.

I said--
you're not in charge anymore.

Excuse me?

What?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I'm on your side.

What do you think
I was just doing?

Keep your head down
until this is over.

Until it's over?

No, no, no, no, I'm going
to get out of here right now.

No one leaves until
we've secured the facility.

Everyone,
stand down!

We're taking charge.

What?

Aah!
Hey!

Stop!

Stop!
No shooting!

No one needs
to get hurt.

We have Michael in custody,
and we control the exits.

All right.

Disable the trackers,
and transfer the money.

Once that is done,
then we can get everyone out.

No.

We also have to make sure

they can never come after us

because they will.

Attention,
Division personnel.

There's been a change
in leadership.

Ops is now
under the control

of those who want to get
out of this hellhole.

Those who are with us
will get new lives,

free of Division forever.

Those who are against us,
they will be shot on sight.

It's your choice.

Rachel,
what are you doing?

What needs
to be done.

We have a problem.

Hold on.
I think you should hear this.

Go ahead.

There's been a coup
in Division.

They've taken over Ops,
instituted a lockdown.

I have the Black Box,
but I can't get out.

You're resourceful.

I'm sure you'll find a way.
Good luck.

So it begins.

== sync, corrected by elderman ==