Project leader requesting detainee review.
- Countersign? - Alpha moon three.
- Name? - Classified.
Interdepartmental task force.
But uh, Deputy Director Kendrick sends his regards.
We got visitors.
Hello? Hello? Who's there?
It's stuffy around here, huh?
The plan, I guess.
Keep you uncomfortable, off-balance.
Just imagine the hell they've put you through in here.
But I'm here to change all that.
I'm here to get you out.
All I ask in return is...
well, the same thing the CIA wanted all this time.
See, I'm not with the CIA. I don't play by their rules.
And if you need proof, just know that I ran the group...
that captured you five years ago.
Do you know where she is?
She?
You mean the one responsible for your being in here.
Unfortunately...
she and I had a little bit of a falling out.
But you know how to get to her.
If I did...
could we come to an agreement?
You help me find her and you've got a deal.
I didn't realize we were going for the medal round.
Well, I don't want you to settle for the silver.
No way. Gold all the way.
Speaking of, you've got a lot of it.
What are you gonna do now that you've...
cashed out your share of the Udinov fortune?
I don't know. Doesn't even seem real.
It is. Real enough to buy you a life somewhere else.
Yeah. What am I gonna do, just...
sit on a beach and sip drinks from a coconut?
I can't do that, I've seen too much.
It's like I told my mother:
There are people out there who have to be stopped...
and I want to be a part of that fight.
Just like you.
The bigger question is, what are you gonna do?
The deal with Senator Pierce was that we stop Division...
and we get our presidential pardon. We've done our part.
Uh, Amanda and Ari are on the run, Percy's in the wind.
So now ifs up to her.
Yeah, and then what?
You and Michael gonna trade in your cloaks and daggers...
for barbecue aprons?
Head towards the nearest white picket fence?
That is what you guys want, right?
A life where you're not evading hit men...
dodging the odd predator drone.
That was the plan.
- So, what's the problem? - I don't know.
It's like you guys need some life-and-death crisis just to make it work.
Seems like when it comes to our future...
Nikita and I are in some kind of holding pattern.
I didn't wanna push it.
Baby steps, you know?
Yeah. Maybe it's time for you to take some grown-up steps, huh?
It's one of Senator Pierce's lines.
Welcome to the show. You're on the air.
Sean, we should get going.
It's me. The black-market arms contractor passed along a weapons request...
from a domestic group. CIA says it's not them, which means...
Division.
Division doing business without Amanda?
Matches up with some recent chatter about a string of weapons caches.
These caches were set up by Division, but not Amanda.
Dates back before her time.
- Percy. - Percy. Back at Division. How?
Must have got in while Amanda was gone, staged a coup.
Must have found evidence of her double dealing.
I did send Sonya that video of Amanda addressing the Zetrov board.
Thought it'd help bring Amanda down, how was I to know about Lex Luthor?
I'm not taking any chances. I'm taking her to a safe house.
Who knows how far Percy will go to kill the last member of Oversight?
Get her out! Get her out now!
What the hell was that?
Sean?
Sean, are you there?
No!
Report.
Blast occurred three minutes ago near the corner of M and 16th.
Sonar imaging suggests there were four casualties...
- two in the car and two outside. - The target?
According to Secret Service records, the car was assigned to Madeline Pierce.
Should we alert our assets in the area, in case of plans for further attacks?
No. The person behind this doesn't have a plan.
At least not a good one.
- Hello. - Sean.
Are you okay?
My mother is dead.
- Sean. - This was Percy.
We don't know that, okay? We still need to...
This was Percy.
And I'm going to find him now.
Keep him calm, all right?
He's not thinking straight, we need more information.
Okay. Hey, Sean.
Nikita.
It's a traffic cam near Dupont Circle.
- Brant. - Who?
He was a Division target I took down a few years ago.
Brant's taken me into his circle.
But he hasn't dropped where the nuclear materials are.
I wouldn't have thought 20 pounds of plutonium-239 would be easy to hide.
When's the deal going down?
He meets with Egyptian Islamic Jihad on Tuesday.
Well, needless to say, that can't happen.
So we have three days to secure the package.
Sir, I am close.
After that, bring him in with or without the plutonium.
- Clear? - Yes, sir.
You still have time to work your magic, ah.
No other girl has lasted this long in Brant's rotation.
You must be making quite an impression.
Look, I know these assignments are distasteful.
But sometimes we have to do them. You see that, don'! You?
The other day, Brant was unhappy with an engineer...
he said he was taking too long making a bomb casing.
So he brought in the guy's wife, broke her arms right in front of him.
Said she wouldn't get off so easy next time.
That he'd go after their daughter too.
So yes, I know what I have to do.
And sir, when we do bring Brant in...
I'd like five minutes alone with him in a room with no cameras.
I want to show him there are women out there who can hurt him too.
Few days later, they, uh, brought Brant in, but we never found the plutonium.
Percy handed him over to the CIA and they took over the search.
They never recovered it either.
They've tortured him for the info at a black site in Norway for the last five years.
He broke out last week. Killed three agents in the process.
- Looks like he had outside help too. - Who?
Only one person could've told Brant my connection to Madeline.
But why is Percy working with this freak?
The plutonium.
Brant's going to give Percy the plutonium.
Damn.
Percy's going nuclear.
What were you thinking?
Same thing I've been thinking for five years.
I gave you the Pierce information...
assuming you would use a degree of discretion.
There were plenty of ways of getting Nikita's attention.
Ways that did not involve blowing up a United States senator.
You've got your methods, I've got mine.
Yes, and courtesy of your methods...
we have a national spotlight shining on our activities.
Now there will be a big funeral, lots of people in attendance.
Including her son. The one you told me works with Nikita.
I will draw her out.
You are not seriously thinking of attacking that funeral.
That place is gonna be a fortress.
Which is why I need security plans for the event.
Physical layout, guard deployment, personnel numbers.
For the police, FBI, Secret Service. You can get that, right?
So you make this mess, and then you want my help wading through it?
I don't have Nikita yet.
Our deal...
is that you give me Nikita.
Or do you not want that plutonium?
Sean.
I'm so sorry.
Tell me what you know about the man who killed my mother.
His name is Nicholas Brant, an arms dealer I took down for Division.
He wants payback, and he's giving Percy nuclear arms to get it.
So he killed her to get to you.
Collateral damage.
Yes. I was the target.
What's his next move?
If I were Brant, I would stake out the funeral.
See if I was there. If I wasn't then...
He'll look for someone else he can use.
Like you. It won't be safe if you go.
Think there's any way I'm not going?
- It's dangerous. - No.
He might try to... - No.
I'm not gonna let this guy control my life.
I'll be there. I'm going to hunt him down...
and make him wish he was never born.
I think you should go.
Whoa, you sure that's a good idea?
Brent's looking for me.
And that's not a problem. Because I'm looking for him.
Steer clear of the Secret Service.
Avoid any entanglement with the FBI.
Nikita shows up, she's likely to stay on the perimeter.
Your job is to find her, not to engage the authorities.
Understood. Hard-target search only.
Capture her if you can.
And if that's not possible, then kill her.
The nation's political leaders gather today...
to pay final respects to Senator Madeline Pierce.
Tragically killed by a terrorist bomb blast earlier this week.
The senator, who weeks ago survived another shocking attack...
will receive military honors befitting her distinguished career for public sen/ice.
The president of the U.S. is gonna be in attendance.
This funeral is the single safest place in the world.
Which means I don't need you here.
I'm just an extra pair of eyes.
I have my own set of eyes.
Sean, I never got to go to my father's funeral.
I never go to be with my family for that last moment with him.
You have that chance, right here.
Let me be the one that looks out for Brant.
Pays attention to the security perimeters.
And you...
you can say goodbye to your mom.
Goodbyes can wait.
We have work to do.
Spot anything yet?
Negative. Radio frequencies are hopping though.
Security presence is out of control.
Hard to imagine Brant making his way through it.
- Nikki, you guys got anything? - Nothing yet.
We're a mile outside the funeral.
Everything from this perimeter looks clear.
I don't remember the Brant mission.
You were overseas on assignment.
You didn't say anything after.
Wasn't much to say.
Hey, I got a vehicle just inside the south gate.
Untraceable license and mystery VIN say Division cover van.
So predictable.
Uh, wait a minute. Wait, I also have an unmarked vehicle due east of there.
That could be Brant.
If they're following Division protocol, they'll have backup units.
Take them out, Brant won't have alpha team support.
- Isolate him. I'll take the car. - I'll take the car.
You take the agent in the van, should be a standard two-man squad.
Somethings wrong.
The driver's dead.
Nikita? Nikita, are you there?
- Expand the search grid. - I'm on it.
Agent in the van was killed. This wasn't Division.
- It was Brant. - Scan all of metro Baltimore.
- I already have, it's coming up empty. - Do it again.
Michael, we're gonna find her, okay?
The trail's already gone cold. We have to figure out where he'd take her.
What do we know about his behavior, habits?
I got something. It's not much.
Report on Brant's escape says three agents were killed.
But there was one survivor.
Prisoner, Ted Masterson.
Spent a lot of time with Brant, maybe he knows something.
Where is he?
Federal holding facility in Virginia...
but he's scheduled to be transferred to a military prison today.
- It's slim. - Yeah. But it's all we got.
Wakey, wakey.
No rest for the wicked.
- Brant. - You remembered me. Good.
We don't have to waste time catching up.
What do you want?
What do I want?
What I want is for the last five years not to have happened.
Not to have been waterboarded, sleep-deprived...
horse-whipped, and humiliated on a daily basis. What I want...
is to have my life back.
But I can't have that.
So I guess I'll just have to settle for you.
Look, I know you're angry.
Angry? No. Well, heh, maybe the first year.
And the second, heh.
Know that I was following orders.
After that, a clarity came over me.
The man that you're working with is responsible.
More of an understanding, really.
Percy gave the order. I was doing a job.
And now I'm working against the man who took you down.
- We have a mutual enemy. - Mm-hm.
I hated what Percy made me do. I still do.
No. No, you did not.
You enjoyed doing this to me.
Just like I'm going to enjoy doing this to you.
Feel free to scream. No one will hear you.
In a quarter mile, please turn right to our waiting grab team.
This look right to you?
What the...?
- Drop it. - Don't.
Let's go, Masterson.
Hey, hey. Just listen. Tell the sheikh they never broke me, man.
- That raid was just a lucky guess. - Shut up.
Tell us about Nicholas Brant.
- Brant? What about him? - Did he ever talk about places he'd go?
- No. - Any, uh, places he'd like to see?
- No. - Relatives, girlfriends?
Sorry, I missed gym class that day.
- You think we're playing? - He didn't say anything.
I did all the talking, he would just sit and listen.
- What'd you talk about? - I don't know, stupid stuff.
- Movies, girls, family. - His family?
Mine. He got a kick out of hearing how messed up they are.
My dad's boozing, sister's drugs.
He enjoyed that crap.
Sick bastard laughed his ass off when they foreclosed on my mom's house.
- What are you doing? - Gonna call the police.
- Let them know you're here. - Don't do that.
Just look the other way. No one will notice.
Don't tell me that's all you've got.
I was expecting so much more.
Remember the first time I saw you?
That club in Sao Paulo.
You were wearing that purple dress, said you had too many mojitos.
God, you were beautiful.
Heh, hey.
Stay with me.
You know what helps?
Pick a point in your mind...
and you focus on it.
Something that'll help keep you going.
See, what really kept me going...
was the thought of seeing you suffer.
Of hearing you scream and beg for your life.
You kept me alive.
- The woman you knew was not me. - Mm-hm.
I was under orders.
I was forced to work for an agency that made me do terrible things.
- Must have been hard. - It's the truth!
I hated what they made me do.
- Then why didn't you get out? - I couldn't.
Hmm?
You could've killed yourself. That would've been a way out.
See, that's just it. You didn't really want to get out.
You just don't admit it.
But I know you.
Intimately. And I'm not talking about the sex now.
See, we shared something much more...
primal.
I saw behind your lies, and caught a glimpse of your true self.
You see, the woman who did this:
That's who you are.
The woman who did this and enjoyed it, that's the real Nikita.
Just kill me and get it over with.
No. I'm not gonna kill you for a very long time.
I suffered for five long years.
You think I'd cheat you out of one second of that?
So just relax.
You're in for the long haul.
Looks like you put your five minutes to good use.
I want to congratulate you.
We may not have recovered the plutonium, but you still managed...
to bring down one of the most dangerous...
international arms dealers out there.
Thank you, sir.
The CIA can handle it from here.
I'll be honest.
I had my doubts about you.
About your commitment to the program.
But you showed me something here I haven't seen before.
Something...
evil.
You have evil in you.
No, I just... I...
Relax. It's a good thing.
There are monsters in this world.
The only way to beat them is to get down on their level and fight fire with fire.
That's why Division exists.
There are monsters out there.
I'm sorry.
What did you say?
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I didn't take out your other eye.
And if I'd known you'd be talking me to death...
I would've cut out your tongue too.
So turn it up.
Last one tickled a little.
You are gonna beg me for death.
Like you did with the CIA?
What's the matter?
They hurt the poor little psychopath?
I'm gonna tell you something...
I have never told anyone.
I regretted most of my missions for Division.
But not all.
Not yours.
You're right.
I enjoyed hurting you.
- Bitch. - What's wrong?
You wanted to get real. Let's do it.
The person who beat you in that room...
is someone I pretend isn't there.
Someone I lock deep, deep down inside...
and never show the people I love...
because if they knew the truth, they'd hate me.
But here, in this hole, we can be honest, right?
So come on.
You and I can spend all of eternity down here hurting each other.
We deserve it.
- Percy. - You owe me.
It's about time. Where's my plutonium?
I didn't get what I was promised.
What are you talking about?
You have Nikita.
You killed two of my agents to get her.
This sick bitch doesn't get it.
She won't be hurt.
I want my revenge.
All right, look.
Let's just take a step back and work through this like adults.
I really want that plutonium.
And in return, I think I can help you.
Nikita's all hard exteriors.
But at heart, she's a soft touch.
She can't stand to watch the ones she loves get hurl.
And you have access to someone she cares about?
I have someone in mind.
Wait a minute.
I got a signal bumping up against the firewall on the proxy.
Oh, heh, no, she ain't doing this again.
- All right, I got a bone to pick with you. - I have a message.
Oh, God. Percy, can't you just die already?
Birkhoff, I don't have time to talk to the children.
Where's Nikita?
- How badly do you want to find her? - I'm not in the mood for games, Percy.
- Where is she? - You know where she is.
She's with Brant.
- What does he want? - He wants what all of us want.
To be heard.
And it seems he's having a hard time getting through to your girlfriend.
So he's going to need someone to help her listen.
Just get to the point.
If you want Nikita, really want her...
it's going to require a sacrifice.
You're gonna have to sacrifice yourself, Michael.
You got the point now?
Mikey, this is crazy, man.
- Just give me the pill. - All right.
It's an ingestible tracker. It's the same thing we used on Madeline.
Swallow it immediately after you clear tracking countermeasures.
It's activated by stomach acid. You'll come online in half an hour.
Right.
A lot can happen in half an hour, Mike.
We're out of options.
We kept our end of the bargain.
Your turn.
Sycamore Street. Building C.
You should scan him first.
Don't worry, I will.
Give my regards to Nikita.
No.
Surprise, surprise.
Let's see if I can hurt you now.
- I lost him. - What?
Don't know. Signal cutout. He must've gone underground, jumped in a bunker.
- What's the last known position? - Somewhere in Lehigh Valley.
- That's a huge search area. - There must be something else.
- Something that we missed. - You're Brant, where do you go?
Somewhere quiet, isolated, where they wouldn't see you dragging in a body.
Okay, so he's not in an apartment or office building. Birkhoff.
What kind of structures are in the search area?
It's, uh, mainly residential. Single-family houses.
Are any of them registered to Brant?
No, nothing.
Brant's been in prison for years.
There's no way he could just drop in and buy a place.
Okay, so he's squatting. He's in an abandoned house or a fore...
Masterson said Brant was really interested in his mother's house.
- He knew there would be a place. - Birkhoff.
Are there any properties in the area that once belonged to the Masterson family?
Holy cannoli. Yes. Yes, it's Allentown. 52 Willow Lane.
Willow Lane, 52.
- Isn't too far. We can be there in 10 minutes. - Start guidance.
Start guidance.
That might be 10 minutes more than they have, so move.
Michael. Michael.
Are you hurt?
No.
The others?
- Were they with you when he attacked? - No, there wasn't an attack.
What do you mean?
How did Brant capture you?
He didn't capture me.
I came on my own.
Gave myself up.
It was the only way I could find you.
You son of a bitch.
- What? - You dumb, stupid son of a bitch.
- Nikita. - The situation was contained.
The damage was limited. And now what?
You just gave Brant everything he wanted.
- You were in danger. - I was lost.
I am lost.
Michael.
You just sacrificed yourself for a dead woman.
- No. You are not dead. We could still... - Shut up. Just shut up. Shut up.
So typical.
Always gotta do the right thing, right, Michael?
Can't ever be selfish. Pure, noble Michael.
You just had to give yourself up to this psycho...
like you're some kind of martyr.
Like you had to go and be with Cassandra.
And you just had to see your son.
Why can't you just ever say:
"This is what I want. I don't care if ifs wrong"?
You think I can't be selfish?
This is the most selfish thing I've ever done.
I did this because I had to see you one last time, even if I was killed.
I did this...
because I love you.
Don't do that. Don't do that.
- I don't have a choice. - You have no idea who I am.
If you did, you could never love me.
No, no.
I know exactly who you are.
I have evil inside of me, Michael.
Maybe you do.
Maybe that is a part of you.
But that is all that it is. It is just a part.
A part. It is not all of you.
And that is what I love.
It's all of you.
We're gonna die.
Then we die.
Together.
You're awake. Good.
Unh! - No!
That's more like it.
Are you okay?
Goodbye, Mom.
Michael, I need to talk to you.
About some of the stuff I said back there.
Hey.
- It's okay. You don't have to. - I didn't mean it.
Yes, you did.
I said some unforgivable things.
Yeah.
But you had to.
And I know it's not because you don't love me.
It's because you don't love yourself.
And that's okay.
I'm willing to teach you.
I can see our future again.
It's been a long time.
It's clear.
So I want you to know that your plan failed.
I'm still alive. But you did succeed in one respect.
You brought Michael and I closer together, so thank you for sending him.
You got it wrong, Nikita.
I didn't free Brant to get to you.
His vengeance was never my plan.
Right, you wanted the plutonium.
I don't know what you have planned for it, Percy. It doesn't matter.
I'll find out and I'll stop you. I always do.
Why do we keep doing this?
This endless cycle of mutual destruction?
I know one way to end it.
Change is in the air. It's a new age here at Division.
New song, same dance.
Let me make a little proposal.
You give up your crusade against me, and I'll do the same for you.
You and Michael can go live life...
without having to look over your shoulder.
Sound good?
I have a different plan.
Really?
You know, Percy, you once told me there are monsters out there.
And you were right, there are.
That's why I'm coming for you.