Nikita (2010–2013): Season 4, Episode 1 - Wanted - full transcript

Nikita by the help of other her friends is trying to clear her name and prove her innocence and on the other side Amanda and The shop are after her.

It's not my blood.

Don't worry.

We took the hit for you.

Michael.

Where in the world
is Nikita Mears?

Today marks
the first hundred days

since the assassination
of President Kathleen Spencer,

and still the search drags on
for her assailant,

who bears the notorious label

of the most wanted woman
in the world.

But like most things
we desperately want,



Ms. Mears continues
to elude our grasp.

With me today is Deputy
Director Matthew Graham,

head of the FBI's
task force on Mears.

Matt.

Dale.

Where the heck is she?

Come on,
it's been a few months.

You can't blame us if we
start to worry about our safety.

Your viewers
have nothing to worry about.

Not my viewers,
the American public,

and they beg to differ.

Because if it's
really that easy

to kill the most protected
person in the world,

then none of us are safe.



Your viewers
have nothing to worry about.

First of all,
rest easy in the knowledge

that wherever
Nikita Mears is hiding,

she is nowhere near
the United States.

And today, the Bureau
is reinforcing its commitment

to capturing Nikita

with an increase
in the reward to $30 million

for any information
assisting in that capture.

30 million, okay.

So that's 5 million more
than Osama bin Laden's bounty,

and it only took
ten years to find him.

So what, seven, eight years?

Well, Osama bin Laden
had help.

He was being sheltered.
And you're saying she's not?

I can neither confirm
nor deny any information

that would jeopardize
our investigation.

Okay then,
let's speculate.

What would your guess be?

Because it's
really hard to imagine

how anyone
could evade capture

and survive
all on their own.

If she has help,
maybe it's the same people

who helped her
escape the White House

after shooting
President Spencer

inside the Oval Office.

Perhaps they're also members
of the President's death squad.

There is no death squad.

So you're saying
Senator Coto misspoke

when he ordered
an investigation

of the executive
death squad

that Spencer was running with
the late Commander Danforth,

of which Nikita
was alleged to be a member.

Explains how she got into
the White House at least.

That is a separate
investigation.

Can we at least agree
that the word "squad" suggests--

If you want to talk
about that investigation--

Can we at least agree
that the word "squad"

suggests more than
one person?

Hands in the air,
right now!

Walk towards me.

It is her.

Okay, on the ground,
facedown, now!

Because
here's what I speculate.

You don't want her
to be found,

because that means exposing

what every American
has grown to fear

more than any foreign enemy,
and that, sir,

is the parallel state.

Hey, hey.

Can I take that
as confirmation or denial?

It's her.
Boston field office is closest.

They're scrambling a chopper.

Yeah?

No, officer, I understand.

You did the right thing.

Just keep her pinned down
until our tactical team arrives.

And under no circumstances
should you try and approach her.

Sir, she's unarmed
on the ground.

We got her.
Do not approach.

The feds want the collar.

Cuff her ass.

Put your hands
behind your back.

I've just been informed
that Deputy Director Graham

has been called away
on urgent business.

Urgent, convenient,
whatever.

It won't stop me from
asking the important questions

I promised you I'd ask.

For example, how is Nikita Mears
alive in the first place?

According to
the state of New Jersey,

she was executed
ten years ago

for killing
a Newark police officer.

Who the hell
has the kind of juice

to fake an execution?

As incredible
as it sounds,

the death of the President

is just the tip
of the iceberg.

We demand to know
the whole truth.

And I promise you,
I won't rest until I--

Has new material
arrived ahead of schedule?

No.
Nikita has arrived.

Our drones spotted her
crossing the border

into the United States.

We've sent an anonymous tip
to the local authorities.

Hmm.
Interactive television.

You don't seem surprised.

I knew she couldn't
stay away forever.

But why now?
Why take the risk?

What's she after?

You.

And me.
We ruined her life.

Nikita's not the type
to let something like that go.

But don't worry about her.

There are more disturbing
things on television.

We rescued last night
from these containers,

much like the one I was in
when I was taken--

Ms. Udinov has been
considerably easier to track.

Yes, but who
is tracking whom?

She's shut down three
of our supply centers

for human subjects
in the last two months.

Cosmetic damage.

We only need to tolerate her
for a little while longer.

I do this to help
others like me.

It's Nikita who's alive
past schedule.

What happened to us
was terrible,

but it does not
have to define us.

Victim, survivor,

meddling bitch.

That last one
was bestowed on me

from a slaver
in Burundi last week.

But it doesn't matter
what they call me.

What matters is my message

to those who are engaged
in the buying and selling

of human beings.

No matter how powerful

or unstoppable
you think you are,

we will find you,

we will expose you,
and we will stop you.

That was a very powerful
speech, Miss Udinov.

Thank you for coming
and sharing with us.

I only hope it inspires others
to join your fight.

I know how hard
you've been working

to stop trafficking
in Mumbai.

I just wish there was more
that I could do to help.

You could stop
taking over their territory

after you put them
out of business.

That'd be helpful.

Okay, tracker's on her.
How's the signal?

Signal's strong, but...

Sonya, trust me.
She will lead us to the shop.

She's their favorite
kind of trafficker,

corrupt government
official.

I just got a call
from the guys.

Nikita has come out
of hiding.

Seems she's back
in the states.

What?
Where's Michael?

Where do you think?

Should we head back?

Finding the shop
is the best way to find Amanda

and clear Nikita's name.

But if she gets herself caught
it could be too late.

No, she must have a plan.

And she'd want us
to stick to ours.

You're gonna need
a bigger coffee

before we dive
into your call sheet.

Everyone wants to find out
what you know

about Nikita's return.

Still no leads on her?

Just the car
she left behind,

courtesy of Barney Fife
and his merry band of idiots.

Then everyone can wait.
I wanna keep my day clear.

If anything breaks, I wanna
be ready to go on the air.

Okay.

New LCD TV just got in.

Thank you, Paula.

Dale Gordon.

Big fan.

♪ Nikita 4x01 ♪
Wanted
Original air date on November 22, 2013

Put your hands down.
Have a seat.

How did you get in here?
This is a secure building.

There's cameras everywhere.

Just like the White House,
Dale.

Feel safer now?

Do you?

You were a ghost.

No one could find you.

Now you're inside of a building
filled with journalists

desperate
for a lead on you

in the largest city

of the most powerful nation
on the planet

who calls for your blood.

Stop writing copy, Dale,
okay?

You're better
at asking questions.

Why don't we
just stick to that?

You--you want me to--

to interview you?

While the FBI is conducting
the largest manhunt--

I'm not worried
about the FBI.

There's only one man
who can track me,

and I doubt he's interested
in trying.

You can't keep
moving trays around.

This is the fourth time
I've had to renumber everything.

Excuse me, are you
the commander on duty?

No, I'm just the one
doing his job for him.

Well, I need a signature
on this chain of custody form.

Who's transporting
evidence now?

I haven't even had the chance--
it's the car.

Form needs to be signed
before we can move it.

I'll go find Wilson.
Wait here.

She left a lot behind.

She had to make
an escape plan on the fly.

No time
to scrub the car.

What's this?

Uniform policy for
Kips Bay Creative Technology.

Looks like they do
electronic sales and services.

Like repairs?

Repairs,
new installations,

but not for
the general public.

They're contractors.

They work with local businesses
in Midtown Manhattan.

Nikita stole
the car in Vermont.

Any chance the owner
works in Manhattan?

Lives and works
in Shelburne, Vermont.

She's single
and a pediatrician.

So no need for a uniform.

Service call.
Just like I taught her.

She's going undercover
as the cable guy.

Whose cable guy?

Can you break
into their systems?

I wanna take a look
at today's orders.

That one. Payment type
is cash upon pickup.

Who's that for?

Equinox News Network.

A new LCD TV for Dale Gordon.

Conspiracy guy.

E.N.N.
is a huge corporation.

They don't pay cash.
They'd ask to be billed.

Nikita doesn't have time
to fake that.

There's too much heat.

Whoa.

Guess who reported
a break-in last night.

Kips Bay Creative Technology.
That's her.

All she needs
to get through that door

is an order form with Gordon's
name on it and that uniform.

Dale Gordon's been asking
a lot of questions

about the President's death.

You think Nikita's
looking for an ally?

Well, she had five allies,
and she ditched us.

What?

Mikey's not the only one
who gets to have resentment.

Nikita left
to keep the spotlight

and the danger
away from us.

She was--
being Nikki, I know.

Act first, think later.
First degree martyr.

Birkhoff, I need you to get me
into the E.N.N. building.

Think we should land close
in case they need a pickup?

Yep.

The President
of the United States

committed suicide?

I know it sounds crazy.

No, no, no, no, no.

No, no, Big Foot,
the Loch Ness monster, UFOs--

that sounds crazy.
What you're talking about--

Is the truth.

That's what you seek
to find, right?

You know, you ask
good questions, Dale,

but you don't ask
the right questions.

Like what, what would make
the President

pick up a gun and shoot
herself in the head?

Sure has me curious.

So you don't know why?

That's--that's great.

I know that the President
was not the only one

acting out of character
that day.

The lead Secret Service man,

he gave me the gun.

He's working with the people
who are setting me up.

Single shot to the head.
Make it count.

John Stirling?
He was a 20-year veteran.

He protected
three presidents.

Someone like that wouldn't--
wouldn't what?

Do what he did?

Like Kathleen Spencer?

Or Karl Jaeger?

Karl who?

German
intelligence officer.

Shot his own men
at the G20 summit in Toronto.

You covered it.

He's the only person
I can think of

who's also acting
out of character.

But unlike Stirling
and the President,

I was able
to investigate Jaeger.

I found this.

Yeah, I can't read German.

The B.N.D. officer
claims that the Toronto police

corrupted the blood samples.

He chalks it up
to sloppy forensics,

but I think
it's actually a clue.

What if there was
something in his blood

that made him
act differently that day?

What if there was something
in the President's blood

that did the same?

Nobody would think to look--
What kind of something?

And how do we
even find out?

Your source at the FBI

can get us a copy
of her autopsy results.

What FBI source?

- You've always said--
- I never said.

I never said.

I implied and let
the people assume.

"Sources familiar
with the investigation"

sounds a lot more credible

than "anonymous person
who texts me."

Anonymous?

I got sent an envelope
with a phone inside,

and then I started
getting the text messages.

At first,
I thought it might be you,

but then, I don't know,
it just got weird.

"I see you found
her arrest record.

"Such an unfortunate
mug shot.

"That Nikita
wouldn't have made it

within 100 yards
of the White House--"

It's a trap.

You were the bait
she needed.

Who?

Someone you never
want to meet.

Welcome home, Nikita.

Priya's here.

She brought some hired guns
to watch her back.

This has gotta be it.

I'm not seeing
any trucks though.

You think the shipment's
inside the warehouse?

I've got two vehicles
approaching.

That's our buyer.
Sending images now.

Who do you think he is?

Another sales rep
for the Shop, like Heidecker?

Only one way
to find out.

Have Birkhoff run him
through facial recognition.

This guy shows up nowhere,
we'll know he's Shop.

Just sent you a photo
of the Mumbai buyer.

Can you run it through
Shadownet's facial recog?

Hey, babe.
Nice to hear your voice too.

I'm a little busy
at the moment.

We think this man
might work for the Shop

and may be our best hope
of clearing Nikita's name.

What's more important
than that?

Uh, keeping her
from getting shot

in the next ten minutes.

Lock it down.
Six-block perimeter.

I think
we're good to go.

Remember,
if someone talks to you,

you answer them
but you keep moving.

Sorry it took so long.

The elevators aren't working.

Uh, you're the one
who delivered the TV.

Why are you still here?

Don't worry about it,
Paula.

Mr. Gordon,
FBI is looking for you.

Oh, my God,
you're Nikita.

It's Nikita!

Let us walk outta here,
and he'll be fine.

Got her!
Sixth floor.

She's with Dale, not too far
from the elevators.

How do you know?

The entire newsroom
just announced it online.

Blue wolf, this is Red wolf.
I'm on site.

It's a party down here.

Patch me through
to lone wolf.

We're trying.
Does Dale have a phone on him?

Nikita must have
made him dump it.

Try an extension
in the room.

Feds can listen in.

Room full of phones
and no way to reach her.

That's real smart.

Yes.

Yes, I am.

Those Nikita posts--

most of them are being
posted from smart phones.

Um...

It says it's for you.

Pick it up, Dale.

This is Dale Gordon.

Nikita can't talk right now.

Is that the FBI?

Do you know
someone named Michael?

So who's Michael,

another member
of the President's death squad?

Michael?

I'm downstairs,
here to help you exfil.

On site?
Damn it.

Michael, I left because you
couldn't be involved in this.

Yeah, you left.

So you don't get
a vote anymore.

Nerd?

And, you know,
we're not cocker spaniels.

You can't tell us to sit

and just expect us
to obey your command.

Okay.
Okay, fine.

You're here,
you wanna help?

Can you hack into
the building?

We're already in.

Now if we can get you
to the north side...

No, this is good.

Thermal scanners won't be able
to get a good read in here.

This is the perfect place
to be surrounded.

What are you
talking about?

We make the FBI think
that I'm in here with Dale,

that he's my hostage.

While they're
trying to breach,

find me a way
out of the building.

Michael, you clear
an exfil point.

Birkhoff,
you clear the cameras.

Oh, my God,
she does expect us to obey her.

So I stay here?
I like this plan.

I need you to do
something else for me.

Take this,
give it to the FBI,

along with the cell phone
in your office.

I'm talking about
the very top,

not some random guy
in a windbreaker, okay?

This is all the evidence
we have.

The FBI has its sights
set on you.

How can you trust them?

I trust them
to be the FBI.

We give them evidence,
they'll investigate.

Look, even if you
don't believe me--

I don't know
what to believe,

but I don't think
you killed the President.

I'll be in touch.

Remember,
I get the exclusive.

I can't have
the press filming

from the surrounding
buildings.

Get them out
of those windows.

Boss, we have
no one to send.

Our cupboard's bare.

The loading dock--we already
secured that tightly.

Send those guys.

Birkhoff, make the call.

- Nikita?
- She's calling from the roof.

You wanna take this?
No, you start.

You pass her up to me
if she escalates.

Hi, Nikita.
My name is Kramer.

Can we talk?

What would you like
to talk about, Kramer?

I'd like to talk about Dale.
Is he okay?

Tell him how you are, Dale.

Oh, my God,
you gotta get me outta here.

Just give her what she wants.
I don't wanna die.

I wanna live.

Amateurs.
They always oversell.

You got what you wanted.
Here's what I want.

Nikita, do you realize
your situation?

The building is locked down.

Our tactical team
is moving into position.

There is no way
off that roof.

Yes, but I've got
Dale Gordon.

If you come in, he dies.

So what do you want?

I'm on a rooftop, idiot.

What do you think I want?

She wants a helicopter.

It's gonna take some time.

Let me know
when you have it.

She was last spotted
on the sixth floor.

The building is 14 stories.

She went up eight floors
to get to the roof?

That doesn't make any kind
of tactical sense.

Why go up?

Why call?

All it did
was tell us where she was.

Or where she wanted us
to think she was.

But to do that...

Someone is helping her.

All right, straight ahead,
there's a large exhaust vent.

Take off the access panel.

You should be able
to crawl through.

So what's the plan
once you escape the building?

You coming back or are you
gonna run away again?

The heat
hasn't died down yet.

I don't want you guys
in that kinda danger,

even though
you seem determined

to keep putting
yourselves there.

Huh.

What did you
expect us to do?

I thought that
if I wasn't around,

you could move on
with your lives.

Move on?

Yeah, nobody's moving on.

Mikey's gone
for weeks at a time

trying to pick up
on your trail.

Ryan's created a whole new wall
of crazy conspiracy theories.

Alex thinks she's Batman,

which I guess
makes my girlfriend Robin.

All this to help
clear your name.

I didn't ask for that.

Yeah, well, we didn't
ask for you to leave,

but you did that anyway.

Look, Nikki,

you're gonna wind up
in an alley somewhere,

alone and dying,

unless you stop running
and let us help you.

You know what
would help me right now?

Turn off the spinning blades
of decapitation, would you?

Almost there.

I only have
a short window of time

before the system
sends out an alert

that it's malfunctioning.

Wouldn't want the FBI to--

They dumped me.

Nikki, I'm locked out
of the system.

Guess that means
I'm locked in.

Can you get back in?

No, they must have figured out
we were in the system.

We're toast.

So who's running
the show here?

Deputy Director
Matthew Graham.

Graham, okay.
Listen, I need--

Birkhoff.

Hang on, Mikey.
She's trying to call me.

Do not answer her.

We already played it
her way.

We don't have time.

Now get me everything
you can find on Graham.

Guys, I'm trapped
in a building

full of FBI agents here.
Somebody please talk to me.

Hey, would you please
talk to her

before she loses patience
and decides to try

and shoot her way through
the side of the building?

What happens
if I shoot the fan out?

Uh, Birkhoff
says do not shoot the fan.

Ryan.

All right, what's the plan
to get me outta here then?

Uh, in progress.

I'm kinda curious about
the plan that got you in there.

Dale Gordon?

Karl Jaeger.

The B.N.D. guy?

You found a connection.

The police took evidence
from the scene

where Jaeger was shot,
and the blood samples

showed abnormal
"B" and "T" cells.

But then when they
did the autopsy,

the blood work was fine.

Germans just assumed that
the samples were contaminated.

But I don't know, Ryan,

what if there
was something else?

Something in the blood?

Like a drug.

The blood on the scene
would have traces of it.

It could've skewed
the results.

But by the time
they did the autopsy,

the drug would
be out of his system,

so the blood seemed clear.

Amanda does like drugs,

especially ones
that modify behavior.

Yeah, I ran that,
but there's some snags,

mostly with time line.

How'd you figure
this Jaeger thing out?

I see the shipment.

It's only four men.
Did you say four?

Traffickers usually pay
less than $200 a head for men,

and Priya's
supposed to earn--

10 million.

So unless these guys
can spin straw into gold,

something else
is going on here.

I'm going in
for a closer look.

Hmm.

I find the shipment
to be acceptable.

Authorize
the transfer of funds.

Let's go.
Get in the car.

I don't know when I'll
be able to get you the others.

Don't bother.

We'll take
your partial shipment,

but we won't be doing business
with you again.

This is not my fault.

It's this--
this Udinov girl.

I couldn't risk taking--

What does that say, hmm?

Without risk,
there is no reward.

The buyer's little friend
is headed my way.

Looks like
he's on a comm device.

If he has remote support,

they may have picked up
your heat signature.

- So I've been made?
- Yes.

The buyer escaped.

Looks like he took
one of the men with him.

- Did you find anything?
- I'm not sure yet.

Miss Udinov just blew up
our operation in Mumbai.

We've moved
beyond cosmetics now.

And your tolerance level.

At an all-time low.

We lost three subjects
during the transfer.

That means
we still have one.

And one is all I need.

We locked them out
of the system,

but it cost us any chance
of tracing the signal back.

We have no idea
who she's working with.

Right now,
I'm more concerned

with what's happening
on the roof.

Team's in position.

All right,
let me make a call first

in case this goes bad.

Sir.

Didn't I already
look at this?

That's my wife.

What is this,
some kind of a joke?

No, Matthew,
it's a choice.

What do you want?

Where's your car?

I can't believe
that worked.

Don't doubt my mad
photoshopping skills again.

Nikita, you ready?
For what?

Ready on your order.
How do you wanna play it?

Go dark, cut the power.

Tactical's storming
the roof right now.

We need to get you
outta here.

What's he doing here?

He'll get you
out of Manhattan.

Head north.
I'll meet you there.

We'll switch cars.

Where?

At the staging area
near the zoo.

Keep your head down.

I'll see you
at the rendezvous point.

Thank you.

They all look the same.

Not like twins.
More like cousins.

Who were these men?

And why were they
worth so much money?

Wait, I think
I found something.

I saw the buyer using
this weird piece of tech.

Looks like
he left it behind.

What is it?

Some sort
of handheld scanner.

He was waving it on them.

They were chipped.

Like a tracker.

Like livestock.

Let's give Ryan a call.

I don't know
what the hell this is,

but he's gonna
want to see it.

Have they found Nikita yet?

Yes, I believe they know
just where she is.

Yeah, we got somebody coming
up through here right now.

You leaving already?
Yeah.

Mayor wants to have a chat
down at Center Street.

Yeah, the mayor
wants to make sure

this doesn't stick to him.

But, hey, dispatch said
that that reporter's okay.

Might finally get some
good press outta that guy.

Yeah, I'm not that lucky.

Dale Gordon's alive.

Maybe that means the FBI
will let me keep my pension

after they force me out
for this mess.

Was that a tactical decision?

I wouldn't have hurt Dale.

An assassin
with a heart of gold.

Too bad you didn't feel
the same way about Spencer.

I didn't kill her.
I tried to warn her.

You kidnapped
the President's aide

to get yourself
put on her schedule.

You used the tunnels
to infiltrate yourself

into the White House,

somehow conning your way
into the blue sector,

all to try and warn her?

I did warn the President.

And then she shot herself
in the head?

Autopsy report says the gun
was fired at close range,

possibly pressed up
against her temple.

There were only
two people in that room.

So if you
didn't pull the trigger,

that only leaves me
with one other possible culprit.

Only if you
have an open mind.

Let's say that I do.

You went there to warn her.

Still one problem
with your story:

Why did you bring the gun?

Innocent people
don't smuggle a gun

into the Oval Office.

Out, let's go.

You and your friends
haven't scared me off, you know.

I'll go home tonight
and make sure

that my wife is safe,

but tomorrow, I'll start
hunting you again.

Thought you were afraid
of losing your job.

They could force me
to retire,

but that'll just give me more
free time to dedicate to you.

I'll catch you.

And I will find out exactly
what happened that day.

I want that too.
Talk to Dale Gordon.

Yeah, this kinda tech,
it's gotta be the Shop.

They wanted
a very specific type.

Four men is too small a sample
to be useful

as test subjects.

Wait.

That fits with
what Nikita found.

Alex, I think you may
have found the puzzle piece

we were looking for.

That's great.
So what does it mean?

It can't be.

Yeah, I think we're
gonna have to wait on that.

He's doing the thing.

Okay, well, when he's done
reconstructing

his big board of crazy,
give me a call.

Sonya, I'm gonna
clean up the scene.

I'll bring back the scanner
to the hotel with me.

See you soon.

I'm afraid I'm gonna
have to take that from you.

Owen?

How many times
do I have to tell you?

It's Sam.

Authorities aren't
releasing any new details,

but they are searching for
a black SUV with federal plates.

The vehicle was last seen
heading north

near the cruise ship terminus
at 51st street.

If you spot--

About a dozen downtown
businesses were boarded up...

Can we finally agree
that a squad

is more than one person?

I'm ready to listen
to you now.

Now? Oh.

Nikita says you
have some truth to tell me.

What is this?

Evidence.

Yeah, you're welcome.

I can't read German.

She's not here.
Can you track her?

I'm not getting an answer

on that cell phone
she was using.

Signal's a few blocks
from your position,

but it's not moving.

Be advised, FBI vehicle
has been recovered.

Suspect is likely on foot.

She is wounded and probably
in need of medical attention.

Birkhoff,
give me that address.

It's been confirmed that Dale
is safe and uninjured.

He's speaking
with authorities right now

in the command tent
behind me.

He should be
released shortly.

And we're being told that
he plans on making a statement

about the events
that transpired here--

It's done.

Dale Gordon
won't be an issue anymore.

Are you ready
to implement the next phase?

We're on schedule.

We now have confirmation

that Dale Gordon was inside
the mobile command center

at the time
of the explosion.

Authorities believe
that Nikita Mears

may have planted
the bomb on Gordon

while she
was holding him hostage.

Details
are still coming in,

but it is believed
that Gordon,

along with many
fine men and women

in the law enforcement
community, are dead.

At this time, the suspect
is still at large.

Authorities
are asking citizens

who live in the five boroughs
to stay inside your homes.

Do not congregate
on the streets.

If you notice
anything suspicious,

please call 911.

Do not attempt to investigate
or approach on your own.

As today's events
have shown,

Nikita Mears
is highly dangerous

and willing to kill perhaps
anyone who gets in her way.

No one is safe
as long as she's out there.

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