Testing, one, two, three.
Check this out. I'm the only truck in town that's got soft-serve.
I know what you're thinking, but I got a great deal.
I'm thinking I haven't seen you this excited...
since I took you to the Bronx Zoo for your 8th birthday.
I know you were worried about me.
Okay, but you don't need to be. Not anymore.
I knew you'd turn it around.
- There you go, sweet pea. - Aw.
Here.
Enjoy.
- Ice-cream sandwich. - Oh.
Hey! Sir!
- Hey, I need two vanilla cones. - Okay.
Sorry, just give me a sec.
Hello?
Without further ado...
I give you one of this organization's biggest champions:
Senator Charles Irving.
He's got a gun!
Darren!
Darren.
"Hey Birkhoff, I need to use your computer. Is that cool?"
"Sure, Nikki, thanks for asking."
- Birkhoff, I need to borrow 100 grand. - See how easy...
- Wait, what? - We have a lead...
that could identify another member of Oversight.
"We" have a lead?
Spain's defense minister is doing business with an Oversight member.
One of his staffers is willing to sell us the identity, but he needs money...
and in 24 hours, so we're also gonna have to take your jet to Lisbon.
Hmm...
No.
- No? - Get used to that sound, baby.
I'm not joining you on some crusade to take down Oversight.
And you are not taking my jet anywhere.
Right. Because this is about you, right, Shadowwalker?
Well, it is my life. And my house.
In fact, I think you and Mikey should start looking for new digs.
Guys.
There's something you need to see.
The suspect was shot twice...
by the senator's security detail.
Eyewitnesses describe Lancaster as being in a trance-like state.
- This is P9. - No way. Nobody got out alive.
Apparently the kid just changed. People said he looked...
like he was in a trance.
P9?
Do you remember Eustice? Militia group that got into a siege with the FBI?
Yeah, FBI raided the compound, and they burned the whole cult down.
That was no cult. That was a cover.
The compound housed a program to breed assassins, P9.
Assassination program that's different from Division?
Way more X-Files.
They used a super teched-out version of hypnosis.
Neuro-hypnotic reprogramming.
They put those people back in the world with no idea what had happened.
Sleepers.
How do you know all this?
Because those weren't FBI agents who burned down the compound.
It was Division.
Division was sent to clean up P9 after a sleeper went AWOL...
and shot two policemen in Eustice.
Question should be, "Why has it resurfaced?"
I take it Oversight didn't brief you on P9.
One of their less successful programs.
So the idea was abducting foreign nationals and brainwashing them?
The idea was a clean strike.
Say you wanted to assassinate the president of Pakistan.
- Why send in Seal Team 6... - When you can get the ice-cream man...
- to do it. - And then commit suicide.
The hits look like random acts of violence...
from mentally disturbed individuals. I found it disgusting.
Why, because you prefer more old-school brainwashing techniques?
Because the concept is flawed.
Just like its creator was.
Oversight had hired Dr. Joseph Mars.
Brilliant neuropsychiatrist who specialized in brain waves.
He was killed along with everyone else.
Man, I can still hear the sounds from that day.
The screams.
Clear the perimeter.
Copy that.
Yeah, I supervised the raid from Ops.
What happened to those people is terrible...
but the chances of this being P9, I mean...
They said Lancaster was happy, doing well.
He put 10K down for an ice-cream truck.
Does that sound like someone who's planning to commit an assassination?
Transfer the schematics for the compound to my phone.
That should give us an hour.
Michael, we leave for Lisbon tonight. Remember?
- Change of plans. - We can't just drop everything.
Okay? Our contact is waiting.
If we don't show, he will get spooked.
- I understand. If P9 is back- - if. Lisbon is real.
We've been waiting months for a shot like this.
If you think Lisbon is more important, then you go.
If I think Lisbon's more important? Wait a minute.
So taking down Oversight, putting a dent in them, all of a sudden...
not a priority for you?
God only knows how many sleepers are out there...
and how many assassinations are planned. Oversight can wait. This can't.
As much as I love hosting couples' therapy...
you guys need to hit Craigslist.
You got till the end of the week.
I'm sure this is very difficult for you.
- I'm getting better. - Some wounds heal quicker than others.
Something tells me you didn't come here to talk about my health.
I'd like you to talk to Percy about an old mission.
- Operation Falling Ash. - Is Nikita involved?
No. I'm sure you've heard about the attempt on the senator.
Oversight is concerned an old project may be to blame...
and Percy might be able to allay their fears. Think of it as a favor.
Friends do favors for each other. I don't think we're there yet.
I think your condition is evidence of how fleeting friendships can be.
Our relationship is different. I'm your business partner.
As such, I'll provide necessary incentive.
I don't think a pair of $500 heels is gonna do me much good right now.
What if I were to provide you with a list of the men close to Sergei Semak?
All his top brass.
Exactly what do you need me to find out from Percy?
If there were any loose ends on P9 or Eustice.
Anything else we should know.
I thought this was a restricted area.
What changed your mind?
I thought about you here alone, and I didn't like it.
But you still don't believe me.
I believe in you.
And in us.
What are we looking for?
Part of the objective here...
was to retrieve the research Dr. Mars kept on file...
something we failed to do in '03.
- Probably because it burnt up in the fire. - Maybe, maybe not.
According to Percy's private notes on the box...
Mars had a private safe hidden in his office.
Have you ever read any Dostoevsky?
No.
Tolstoy?
Hmm. You Russians really know your pain, don't you?
I need to ask you about an old mission.
At the moment, I'm more interested in your new wounds.
They look like they go deep.
Falling Ash. Tell me what happened.
You first.
I encountered Nikita in the field.
She tried to kill you and failed?
She tried to dissuade me from my mission and failed.
Her tactics seemed pretty brutal.
Have they made you revaluate your own?
There is a value in an eye for an eye, you know?
Or a leg for a leg.
But I guess that's your problem.
Let's talk about mine.
If Oversight wants me to fill in their missing piece of the puzzle...
I will require the following:
A pot of hot water...
a bag of Earl Grey on the side...
every morning, 7 a.m.
Proper English tea.
You can smoke the tea leaves for all I care. Just start talking.
We radioed the doctor...
told him to line up everyone for extraction.
He thought the killers coming through the door were a rescue team.
No wonder this place feels haunted.
Nikita.
Owen?
- Owen, what are you doing here? - What are you doing here?
Answer the question.
I know about this place because I was on the strike team that burned it down.
- Now answer my question. - I quarterbacked the op.
You saw that kid. You came to track down the survivor.
There were no survivors.
Owen, what survivor?
The guy that invented the program.
Joseph Mars.
I saved his life.
It's ironic, isn't it...
that an organization known as Oversight...
should have such little foresight.
Meaning what?
They wanted to eliminate Joseph Mars along with the rest of P9...
which would have been a terrible waste.
Nobody knew their way around the human brain better than he did.
Percy ordered me to extract Mars.
But he didn't want anybody to know.
That's why everyone else had to die.
Mars knew that stimulating certain parts of the brain would improve focus...
the senses, so Percy had him create something...
to give Division agents an edge.
The Regimen.
How low is your supply?
It's getting low.
Warn us before you turn into the Tasmanian Devil.
I find Mars, I find my way off of it.
Before the attack yesterday, I didn't even know the guy was still alive.
Last time I saw him, he was trying to take his research with him.
But there was no time.
Looks like he made the time to come back for it.
For two years Mars worked for me under lock and key...
and then he just disappeared into thin air.
You're telling me you have no idea where he went, how he got out?
No idea.
But I can tell you this.
When the next shooter makes an attempt on the senator, it'll look like a copycat...
another lonely lunatic gone off the rails.
By the way, I saved the data for Falling Ash on the black box.
Assuming she's read the file...
I, uh, imagine Nikita will come to the same conclusions.
What makes you think there'll be another attack?
If at first you don't succeed...
has made a statement condemning the act of violence.
I am uninjured...
and I will not let the act of a lone, troubled individual derail my duties.
Dr. Mars, have you dispatched another?
They're in place, awaiting activation.
Read and Unite is possible because of you, so thank you...
and enjoy your evening.
You clean up nice.
First time I've seen you look like a girl.
Owen, we need to work on your compliment skills.
Keep an eye out for people on phones.
I'm guessing that's how Mars activates his sleeper.
I think I got him.
Thick black glasses, on his cell.
Heading towards the senator.
Feed the Siamese fighting fish first, then...
- Do you mind? - Ahem.
Ugh! Yes, I heard you the first time.
False alarm.
- Hello. - Hi.
- What's your name? - Mr. Johnson and guest.
I put you next to the senator's table so you can rub elbows with the bigwigs.
- Wonderful. - Thank you.
This is Alicia.
Purple dress, she's headed towards the senator. Hurry.
Got her.
- My God. - Stay down.
Down on the ground.
Cameras show the senator being knocked to the ground...
but it's possible this may have been an attempt to save him.
A second camera shows an armed woman approaching the senator.
So where'd you get a black box?
Come on, Nikita, I'm not stupid.
The things you know about P9 and the op?
All those details?
I was on the ground and I don't know half that stuff.
Michael took Percy's master drive when he left Division.
So you peeked inside it?
I thought you were Miss Destroy-All-Boxes.
He convinced me that this one we would use for good.
Huh.
You and Michael can handle all the dangerous secrets, but I can't.
Am I wrong? The last time I saw you...
I was suffering from withdrawal when I tried to upload the box in London.
I wasn't in a sound state of mind.
- I'm better now, Nikita. - You still need a cure.
Yeah. And once I get it, I'm gonna hunt down the rest of Percy's guardians...
and I'm gonna destroy their black boxes.
And then I'm gonna finish Percy.
You think I can handle that, right?
- I won't stop you. - You mean you won't try.
Where the...?
Who are you?
- What am I doing here? - Had to get away from the cops.
But you're safe here.
Oh, my God.
Is that me?
Hey, hey, hey.
Look, I know this is scary, and nothing makes sense, but you have to trust me.
The search continues-
Everyone in the tri-state area with a badge is looking for this girl.
- They track her back here, and I'm toast. - We know she's innocent.
- We have to help her. - There is no "we," okay?
There is me and there is you.
New get rid of her or you and your Super Friends crew gets to go.
Don't give me the "goatee of intimidation." I know you won't hurt me.
No, but I might.
Those are mine, man.
You're kind of small.
You'd dissolve quick.
Whatever.
Just remember, you're on your own with this one.
Okay.
I was gonna kill him.
I mean, I don't even kill spiders when I find them at home.
I believe you, Alicia.
Someone did this to you. They trained you to kill without giving you a choice.
But that's...
How?
I don't remember anything.
What about him?
That's Dr. Francis from the Rory Clinic.
I, uh, went to rehab there.
Pain pills.
Well, you got clean. That's all that matters.
I tell myself the same thing every day.
I tried NA, therapy.
Nothing worked.
Then one day, I got this letter from Her?
They said they could change the loops in your brain so you wouldn't crave a fix.
I figured I had nothing to lose.
What? Change the feedback loops?
I'd wear these headphones and sensors to monitor my brain waves.
Then I'd get kind of sleepy, and next thing I knew, I was awake...
and that need...
You know that feeling?
- Yeah. - It was gone.
Oh, my God.
You mean, this whole time...
it was Dr. Francis?
- We gotta raid the clinic. - There are rehab patients in there.
We need to find out how many and what kind of security Mars is using.
Mars would recognize Owen.
- He wouldn't recognize me. - Michael, my love.
JAG officer, yes. Junkie? No.
Hey, I've passed as worse.
Infiltration is our best chance at getting recon.
I know.
That's why I'm going.
Excuse me.
I think I need help.
I'm in. I have 10 minutes to fill out a questionnaire.
You see Mars?
No. No, he must do the treatments in another wing or something.
I'll let you know what I find.
Okay, Nikita, be careful.
Do you get how lucky you are?
You got out of Division with the woman you love.
That's what I used to want for me and Emily.
Yeah, I know what happened to Emily. I'm sorry.
You know, when things like that happen...
you feel like the sun should turn dark...
the Earth should stop spinning.
But the world keeps on going on around you.
And you wonder if it's a place worth living in.
You and Nikita.
Why are you still living this life?
If I had a chance to do it over again...
I'd just take off with Emily, you know.
I wouldn't wait for the right moment.
Because that's when it happens.
The threat you don't see coming.
Sorry, I'm still a little woozy.
- Have your partners left already? - They're not my partners.
- Pizza? - Actually, yeah, I'm starving.
Thanks.
I'm Alicia, by the way.
I guess you could say I was out of it when I came in.
It's cool. They filled me in on your sitch.
Do you care if I hang down here? That bedroom is kind of depressing.
Not that...
- I'm sorry, that came out wrong. - No, you're right. It is, um... Ahem.
- Heh. - It is depressing.
Sit, please, uh, wherever.
You've got nice hardware.
Uh... Thanks. Ahem, I, uh...
Yeah, I made some upgrades.
Tweaked the video card a little bit. Did gnu get the MGR above 6060?
Seven, actually.
What, were you like a gamer in a past life or something?
I used to work IT for a big company...
though I do know my way around Azeroth.
You like the gig?
Yeah. The offices were super hi-tech, gear was top of the line.
Then one day, I showed up to a meeting so high, I passed out.
A couple weeks later, I started treatment at Rory.
I thought I was finally taking control of my life.
But now my life is basically over.
Listen.
Nikita and them, they're gonna set things straight.
Okay? That's, like, what they do.
Things are gonna work out. I promise.
They sent you with the get-out-of-jail-free card?
- Lose a bet to Amanda? - I wanna know what you were thinking...
- going to that without telling anyone. - I knew Nikita would be there.
- I didn't wanna lose another shot at her. - You mean that in a literal sense?
I saw the security footage. You had Nikita in your sights and you lost her.
Her and the shooter.
Oversight's only link to Mars.
Your approach was stubborn, stupid and tactically inept.
And you came all the way over here to tell me that?
You must have a lot of free time on your hands.
Like I said...
I saw the security-cam footage.
You saved the senator's life. I came to bring you home.
Michael, I think I got him.
- Excuse me. - Um... Ahem.
What are you doing?
I'm sorry, I'm totally turned around.
Um, the receptionist told me that the interview rooms were back here.
- You came in for treatment? - Yeah.
My, um, friend, she told me that you got her clean in, like, a month...
so I thought that was awesome.
Yes, that's one word for it.
Ugh, yeah, I guess I'll see you outside.
Actually, you can answer some questions right here.
You see, the interview rooms are all up in the front...
and Lucy wouldn't have sent you in back.
So the first thing that I wanna know is, why are you really here?
No, no, no!
Who are you working with?
I told you, I'm here alone.
Wait, wait, wait.
We have no idea where she is, or how many we'd be dealing with.
We'd be going in blind.
Okay, maybe we don't have to.
- Wait for it. - Here.
It's funny every time.
It's them. Maybe they got something for you. Yo!
Birkhoff, I need you to hack. Into Rory.
Phones, security cameras, the works.
I'm sorry, did you just say you need me to...?
Mars grabbed Nikita.
Give me two minutes.
- What's going on? - Everything's cool.
I just gotta save their asses.
Again.
Wow.
I bet you could give Shadowwalker a run for his money.
Did you just say Shadowwalker?
Yeah. He's done, like, the most ingenious hacks of the last decade.
- What, you've never heard of him? - No, I know him.
Dude's a legend.
You know, most of his targets are, uh, shady Wall Street guys.
- I didn't know that. - Yeah. He's kind of Robin Hood.
Who the hell did you lift that from?
- You always assume the worst of me. - That gear costs 10K.
The last time I checked, you were unemployed.
Well, a lot of people are willing to pay for my skill set.
Yeah, like who?
Okay, looks like your best point of entry is gonna be the southeast corner.
Think we can kick it in?
- On my count? - Yeah.
One, two, three.
Go check it out.
If you're here because of P9, there's only one person who could've sent you.
Percy.
- I don't know what you're talking about. - Please.
I worked for the man for years. I know Division personnel.
You all have that same look.
People will wonder where I am, and they will come for me.
Oh, I'm sure they will.
That's why these Venezuelan gentlemen are here.
There were quite a few Venezuelans in the original P9 program.
Before the government incinerated it. They're ready for retribution.
And so am I.
That's the hallway to Dr. Francis' office.
You guys are gonna wanna stay to the right.
On second thought, maybe not.
Talk to me, Birkhoff.
Three of them armed, dead ahead.
Would you go see what's happening?
I think they're out.
Judging by the sound of it.
Hands up.
You think you're so righteous, don't you, huh?
I know what it's like to want revenge, but I would never hurt innocent people.
- You. - I want everything on the Regimen.
Every formula, every piece of research.
All of it.
Here you go.
Turn it off. Hey, turn it off.
Man, are you seeing this?
Alicia?
What's happening?
They've been triggered, but I don't think they've got orders.
Get down, get down, get down.
- You okay? - Yeah.
- Birkhoff. - It's Alicia.
She heard the tones and got all zombified.
She grabbed the gun and took off.
I'm tailing her, but I'm not sure where.
She's back on her original mission.
Oh, my God. I'm so stupid. I should've remembered the tones.
She doesn't deserve to go out like this, Mike.
You didn't get what you needed.
I still got hope.
Those files gotta be somewhere.
Alicia's been re-triggered. Two guesses as to where she's headed.
St. Joseph's Hospital, where the senator's recuperating. It'll be crawling...
- with security. She'll get herself killed. - Or Birkhoff.
You guys go, I'll stay here.
I know a little about cleaning up crime scenes.
I'll tee everything up for the cops. That Mars is the bad guy and I'll get help.
Might wanna erase the Venezuelans as well.
No need to create an international incident.
Well, that goes without saying.
I can't figure out why the Venezuelans would target a junior senator.
- Even if their motive was revenge- - Hang on.
- Where are you? - I was about to ask the same question.
I'm somewhere in Greenwich. Probably gonna lose my signal.
- Michael, isn't St. Joe's in Stamford? - Yeah.
Birkhoff, tell me exactly where you are.
Birkhoff?
Alicia's not headed for the hospital.
What if the Venezuelans were targeting someone else?
- At the dinner? - And the picnic.
It was the same charity. They have to have the same guests.
Judge Kathy Bridges sits on the board of Read and Unite.
Rumor is she's about to rule against an oil company for price fixing.
A Venezuelan oil company?
Venezuelan, baby. Petroleos Orinoco.
Uh, and I bet the judge has a nice place in Greenwich.
Alicia!
Alicia, wait! Stop!
You don't know what you're doing.
Listen, I know.
I know what it's like to get orders that feel so strong...
you think you're gonna die if you don't follow them.
But deep down...
there is a part of you that knows this isn't you.
And that part of you can choose to stop.
Oh, no.
You guys took your sweet time.
Birkhoff, if you wanna be conscious for the car ride home, shut up.
Mars used radical hynotherapy to manipulate his patients...
- driving them to commit violent acts. - Hey, computer guy.
It's Birkhoff.
- Seymour Birkhoff. - Right, Seymour Birkhoff.
Nikita says you know where the other black boxes are, that true?
I know where they were.
Before Percy scattered the last three guardians.
Johannesburg, Tokyo, and Rio.
Is that where you're going next?
Land of the lambada, crystal waters, white sands?
- Sounds nice. - Yeah.
First things first.
This is everything on the Regimen. I pulled it off Mars' computer.
It includes a way to chemically detox.
It's, uh... It's the answers I've been looking for.
You know, it could take a while for all that to get out of your system.
- Maybe you could stay here. - Absolutely not.
Yeah, it's, uh, probably better I get clean on the road.
The longer I wait, the colder those guardian trails get, you know?
Good luck. - Yeah.
O-wen...
If you ever need anything...
I'll be around, okay?
Okay.
I know why you lost Nikita.
You didn't blow your shot. You were never gonna take it.
Tell me I'm wrong.
What difference does it make to you as long as I am committed to the mission?
- I wanna give some advice. - I don't need...
Shut up for a second.
When I was a Navy SEAL...
if you knew that your comrade faced certain death...
you were supposed to take his life first.
So one day I'm in combat, and my partner gets grabbed.
And I had a gun, but I couldn't pull the trigger.
I froze. And I later found out...
that he was tortured for months and then slaughtered.
And I could have prevented it.
He was your partner.
No matter what the situation was...
you didn't want to play a part in his death.
He suffered because I was weak.
Do yourself a favor.
Next time you have Nikita in your sights, take the shot.
Once she falls into Oversight's custody, she will not be afforded any mercy.
By anyone.
The doctors are deprogramming me.
Only side effect is my memory's gone a little weird.
I can barely remember the last months, Every place I've been...
everyone I met. I can't remember anything.
Thank you for that. We'll keep you informed as the story progresses.
What is this?
That is Shadowbot.
It runs a 24-hour newsfeed against every piece of data in the black box.
Any story correlates with an old Division mission...
that bad boy pieces it together for us.
Us? That means you're not kicking us out now?
You were right.
About P9 being back.
You saved all those people.
We did. All of us.
And I know what it took.
I trust the equipment we provided you with proved satisfactory.
The guns worked fine.
You were able to get the information you required?
I have what I need to come off the Regimen.
No side effects.
Glad to hear that. Health is everything.
Tell me, is Nikita in good health?
- I don't know what you're talking about. - Please, Mr. Elliot, we're all friends.
This is a business arrangement.
And our arrangement concerns the black boxes.
We heard a rumor that Nikita has one. Can you verify that'?
She doesn't.
And if you do anything against her...
I'll kill you myself.
I like you, Mr. Elliot.
You're very direct. Allow me to be direct in return.
Gogol will fund your search for the remaining guardians.
You will destroy their boxes, and then...
Percy will die. And you're gonna help make it happen.
But anything outside those parameters is out of my control.
As you said, this is a business arrangement.