Her name is Nikita.
Division took her freedom then taught her to kill.
She fought back and won.
She saved my life and a lot of others.
Now we work together taking down the worst of the worst.
Making right what Division made wrong.
Dad, do you have some money to feed the ducks?
- We gotta leave for the plane in five minutes. - It'll only just take two. Please?
Here, use mine.
I'm done with it.
Two minutes.
Hey, Davis, how's the wine biz?
What are you doing here? We're out in the open.
Well, it's a beautiful day.
Did something happen, or have I been compromised?
I'm about to get on a plane in two hours with my son.
Relax. Heh. "Compromised."
Been watching too many spy movies.
Rio Bravo, Network.
You know what was just on the other day? Godfather, part one.
Got me thinking.
You remember that part where Marlon Brando...
is playing hide and seek with his grandson, in the garden...
and he has a heart attack right there...
and the kid thinks he's still playing around.
And he just sort of giggles.
Still gives me a chill.
Look, is this supposed to be some kind of a joke?
No. Just curious.
Think your son's gonna giggle?
- My... My son... - Will die today.
Not really. I just need your heart to beat faster, speeds the toxin.
Dad? Dad?
Dad.
Dad? Dad!
Help, someone! Dad! Dad! Dad!
Eighty-eight percent confirmed match.
Okay, guys. We are officially go.
Get ahold of her yet?
Her phone's at her apartment but she's not answering.
Problem?
Just got confirmation on our first rogue target.
Intel is six hours cold and I can't raise Nikita.
Think you can track her down?
I'll see what I can do.
Oh, Well.
We usually grab tea after class, if you wanna join.
It's just right here.
Yeah. You know what, why not?
- I'm Jen, by the way. - I'm Zoe.
And you are?
- I'm... - Nikita.
They need you back at the office. It's a minor emergency.
Next time?
Damn, wish I had her job.
Hmm, no, still not used to being back here.
Yeah. Well, the place looks the same.
But it's a new Division. Everything's changed.
Yo, Mikey, I was in the middle of pimping this ride, not pimping it out.
- Ask before thou takest. - Almost everything.
You guys ready to go kick some super-spy ass?
We've been actively searching for a month...
so someone was bound to poke their head out first.
- Martin, here, wins the prize. - Martin.
- I don't remember him. - I do.
- Hong Kong, right? - Past six years.
Cover was a fashion photographer. Deactivated his tracker on June 4th at 0830.
Four hours after we sent the "Percy's dead, come on back to the ranch" e-mail.
I told you they'd go rogue when they found out we took over.
And I told you we'd have to bring them in.
Okay, so what is he up to now?
Davis Kellogg.
Wine broker to the ultra-rich.
Forty-two, dies of a heart attack two days ago.
No preexisting condition but...
H.K. cops find no evidence of foul play.
Except his son sees him talking to this guy...
on a park bench just before he died.
Of course, there's no follow-up because this guy doesn't exist.
Wait a minute.
Martin cuts out his tracker, goes dark for a month and pops back up on the grid...
to whack a wine dealer?
My guess is that our victim was into more than the latest Bordeaux.
Your boys in Beijing dig through this, you'll find proof of a spy.
But not the other spies he's working with.
Why don't you sell me all their names?
We like to buy in bulk over here.
Nah, the deal's bodies. One at a time, accidental fatalities.
That way your hands stay clean but the message gets sent:
Stay the hell out of China.
And what if I were to have you meet with an accident?
Then you'd never uncover the network that's under your nose.
I'll call you after the next one. Gonna lay low for a beat.
The CIA must have screwed you bad to make you betray your own like this.
Who said I was CIA?
So how do you figure Kellogg for CIA?
When you work there as long as I did you start to see the angles.
China has the fastest growing crop of billionaires in the world.
A lot of them were on Kellogg's client list.
It is a perfect cover.
If you wanna confirm your hunch I could always check with Langley.
- He means hack. - Lightly peak.
- Gently penetrate. - No hacking the CIA.
Okay? We do not do stuff like that anymore. This is the new Division.
And it's our job to clean up the mess made by the old one.
Loose cannons like Martin, they represent that threat.
So we need to neutralize him quietly, okay?
Whatever you say, boss.
To Hong Kong?
Welcome to the Grand Mandarin Hotel. Do you have a reservation?
Sestok. Mr. and Mrs.
We're pleased to offer a bay view suite for extended stay...
and a gift basket arrived for you.
We've placed it in your room.
- Wow. - Wow.
- This I could get used to. - May have to.
Extended stay, huh?
Well, Birkhoff will be doing his sweep of the street cams...
and that will take at least a couple days so...
- Yeah, that's right. - So I was thinking...
maybe you should take your jacket off, mister.
Stay a while.
They got the air blasting in here, don't they?
I'll keep you warm.
Whoa. Whoa. Hi, okay, all right.
- Are you okay? - Yeah.
- Because you seem a little... - What?
- Jumpy. Little bit. - No.
A little bit of Mexican Jumping Bean going on.
- Heh. Well... - Hey. Hey.
Is it the mission?
- Well... - You know there's always a mission.
Might as well enjoy it.
You're right.
There's always gonna be another mission.
Our lives may be mission to mission for a while right?
Mm-hm.
So it would be pointless to wait until things were normal.
I hate waiting.
Wait.
Man cannot survive on mission alone.
- Wait, wait, wait. - What?
Martin was on extended assignment for six years?
Six years? Was the guy a monk?
I don't think so.
Hey, Nikki, what's up? How's Hong Kong?
Stop looking at pictures of Sonya and help me out with something.
What? What are you talking about? Where are you?
Can you pull up the pictures Martin took when he was undercover?
He was a fashion photog, right? He had to submit his proofs to magazines.
- What are you looking for? - Guy worked with models...
- I wanna know if he had a favorite. - Got you.
Lucky for you I already hacked most of these fashion rags.
We're all lucky that you're a perv.
What happened with Sonya was not my fault, okay?
You gotta talk to her, dude. Tell her.
She's the one not talking to me.
You know, the one thing Percy and Amanda got right...
was outlawing internal relationships.
You still gotta talk to her.
- Okay. - Good.
- Good, good, because I think... - No, the model, I found her.
At least, I found the one he uses more than the others.
Lynn Capshaw.
And she lives in Hong Kong.
Follow the honey.
That was a nice surprise.
I didn't know when I'd see you again.
I've just been busy.
- You like the necklace? - I love it.
- You got a bonus or something? - Yeah, something like that.
- Looks good on you. - You look good on me.
Hello?
Hello, this Gong Cha takeaway...
I'm sorry but we're all out of pig's ear today.
I didn't order, wrong number.
Ugh, like I would eat there.
- May I help you? - Gong Cha takeaway, please.
- What do you got? - Well, she's there. Ahem.
When you interrogate this one, uh, snap a couple pics for the file, huh?
We're not gonna interrogate her, Birkhoff...
we 're just gonna ask her a few questions about her boyfriend.
What's wrong?
Division.
Who's Division?
Police emergency.
Hello, I'd like to report an assault.
Number 17, Queen's Road C, Unit 3.
There's a woman screaming...
and I think I saw two people with guns. Help, please.
Martin, what is this?
- I'm sorry. - For...
- I'm not a photographer. - What?
Nice place.
She was definitely home, right?
Confirmed.
She's still warm.
Escaped out the back window. Egress to the roof.
Martin. Why kill her?
She's not a threat.
No, but we are.
Window?
- It's no good. - It worked for Martin.
That's what he wants, counting on.
If we run it triggers a city-wide manhunt.
The heat on us makes it harder to track him.
So what's our alt? We get caught?
No, you take the window.
- And I get caught. - No.
Yes. H.K.P.D. will think they have their man, case closed.
- Which leaves you free to hunt Martin. - No!
Nikita, yes, it's just the locals, it's Bolivia all over again, remember?
Which means you can bring me out easy...
but after you bag that son of a bitch.
Hey. I will see you at the extract.
I promise.
Hong Kong Police have arrived at the apartment.
Someone made a 911 call.
Ops. Nikita.
- Ops. Go ahead. - I got it! You, move.
Go to my station, move!
Target is out of pocket.
[planted Michael's comm on his vehicle. Can you track it?
- Can't track it but we can listen in. - Do you have a bead on Michael?
Nikita, return to location blue and code in secure.
Kurt Sestok, in Hong Kong for pleasure.
You find murder pleasurable, Mr. Sestok?
Your Cantonese is very good.
That won't help you with me. Neither will a lawyer, I'm afraid.
To start, we find you standing over the body of a dead woman.
And then I look in your coat pocket.
And I find motive.
My guess is, she say no.
Actually, I never got around to asking her.
- I'm gonna need that back. - No.
What you need is a miracle.
I slipped a data router on the embassy line. Police call the U.S. Consulate, they'll get us.
Wolf team is en route from the airport.
- Yo! He's at the airport! He's... - Shh.
He's at the airport.
Attention all passengers:
The white zone is for loading and unloading...
He's parked there.
He may be trying to flee, can we get a visual?
Should I send Wolf team back to the airport, sir?
- No. - Move. Move!
Nikita's coded in. Location blue.
- You injured? - No. What's the status on Michael?
Local custody pending arraignment.
- Waiting for him to make contact. - What's the play?
Nikita, we will get him home.
Send me his location.
Martin may be trying to flee, I need you at the airport to set up a survey...
- A survey is a two-man op. I'm a man down. - I know.
No, Ryan, I'm flying solo here.
Michael needs extraction, I can't be in two places.
That's why I'm sending in support. Wolf Team is en route now.
Ms. Udinov, welcome to the Grand Mandarin.
It is a great honor.
- Do you have any bottled water? - Absolutely.
- Take that for you, sir? - I got it. I got it, thanks.
Hey.
- Ah, here we go, right? - Yeah, just a little sooner than I hoped.
So...
Are we Alex or Alexandra?
I'm gonna take this coat off.
All right, I want us wired in and uplinked...
before anyone gets a potty break.
You don't mind if we crash in your room, do you?
Yes. And don't touch my mini-bar.
Martin never went through gate security. I got him stepping into a cab, city bound.
He's using the airport to switch?
He grabbed something, looks like a kit bag. Probably stored in a locker.
Resupply. He's gearing up.
- He wants a rematch with Nikki. - That's too emotional.
The guy uses his girlfriend's corpse to set a trap...
he's taking the risk to stay in town. It's calculated...
it's practical. He may have another target.
- Another CIA asset? - There could be a whole network there.
Martin would know every member of it.
Percy probably loaned him out to CIA on select missions.
Should we call the CIA now?
I cannot tell them a Division assassin killed one of their people.
- Especially since we don't exist. - Right...
so should we hack the CIA now?
I'm happy you're here.
It's just weird having a Division Alpha Team as backup, you know?
It's all weird.
Not used to playing myself as my cover.
World knows me as Alexandra Udinov...
the scandalous Russian heiress.
Pretty much blown for undercover work.
We could use your high profile...
especially if it was a distraction.
You wanna run a con on the Hong Kong police.
Division's on the line.
We have a critical update on our target and his targets.
Targets. Plural?
We've confirmed a network of six CIA assets...
who have infiltrated China's 1 percent.
They all work in the high-end luxury wine, art, jewelry, cars, and yachts.
- Martin may be selling them out one by one. - Who's he selling to?
- Chinese Intelligence? - That'd be our best guess.
Only one of the six is in China right now.
James Wright, car broker.
James is set to arrive in Hong Kong tomorrow morning...
transporting a vintage car for one of his clients.
We think he is Martin's next target.
Nikita, I need you to intercept this guy before he has an accident.
What about Michael? We've got a plan to get him. It's low pro.
Wolf Team can carry that out.
We need to stop Martin and wrap out of Hong Kong before things get a lot worse.
- Where and when? - He'll be at the port, 0900.
Dude. First mission.
Is there anyone here who speaks English?
- You speak English? - Yes, how can I help you?
My name is Alexandra Udinov and I'd like to report a theft.
Mr. Sestok.
Jack King, McElhinny-White and Associates.
The embassy sent you?
I've already been briefed. We just wanna hear your side.
Ah. Keep a distance, please.
Why'd they pick you? You guys a big firm or a little firm?
We have six associates...
and we're gonna do everything we can to get you out as soon as possible.
What are they worth? Does that matter?
They are alexandrite studs in 24-karat setting.
Worth more than your job. Is that enough to open a case, huh?
How about this? They were given to me by my father on my 12th birthday.
And if you know who I am, then you know who my father was.
And you would know that the real worth of those earrings is priceless.
Please write that down. Priceless.
Okay, we're up.
Cameras and phones. And in two shakes, we'll have power and utilities.
Thank you, Ms. Udinov.
- Is translation software ready? - Yes. Mandarin or Cantonese?
Mandarin. Let's make the call.
Inspector, you have a call from headquarters.
- Who is it? - Headquarters. Beijing.
Conclude your interview.
Lau.
This is a very sensitive matter.
The girl that he was found with was also connected...
socially with a member of politburo.
When agents arrive...
it'll be best if you take him out the back. No one will see.
When they move you, I'll protest in the lobby, speed things along.
I can't leave. There's a piece of evidence I need to get back.
Don't worry about your passport.
It's not the passport.
Then what?
Where's Nikita?
All right, be careful now.
One scratch and we're done.
They don't make this paint grade anymore.
I've got eyes on Wright.
Get down!
- Who the hell...? - Unh! Just say thank you.
- Yes? - I've got another friend I'd like you to meet.
Another one? So soon? I thought you were "taking a beat."
There's a suspect in custody for murder with the H.K.P. right now.
And he's a spy?
One I can't get to, but you can.
Okay, I think we're ready for you guys to roll up and grab Michael.
Um, ops? We may have a problem.
- What the hell is going on? - A call just came in.
- Sean? Put him through. - No, it's Martin. He wants to talk to Nikita.
What?
Nikita, we're in a rapidly escalating situation here. Martin just upped the ante.
- I wanna put us all on the line. - Do it.
Hello, Nikita.
I know you from your file, but we haven't been properly introduced.
I'm the guy who's got something you want...
and you're the girl who's got something I want.
So let's make a deal.
Since you grabbed Mr. Wright...
I assume you know what I'm trying to get done here.
Yeah, you work for MSS as a contract killer.
I can't say you've traded up from Division.
No, you got it wrong.
I wrote the contract. That's what "freelance" means.
If anything, MSS is working for me.
If I tell them to let Michael go, they will.
If you think I'm gonna trade your target for my partner...
- you haven't read my file close enough. - No, keep the car guy.
You earned him.
What I want is for you to get out of my way and let me finish my job.
You mean killing innocent people?
Says the lady sent to kill her own kind.
This is Ryan Fletcher speaking.
I've been authorized by the president herself to oversee Division.
I can tell you we no longer cancel agents.
That was in Percy's day, not mine.
Amanda predicted you'd say that.
You're working with Amanda?
No, but she offered.
Two hours after the recall, I got a message from Amanda...
- on the same encrypted channel. - How the hell...?
She must've decrypted the black box. Had the whole roster.
She warned us, anyone who obeyed the recall was walking into their own execution.
- And you believed her? - Why would she lie?
We don't exist.
So who's gonna know we 're gone?
Martin, the president has offered amnesty to every single member of Division.
If they work with us to capture other ones...
they'll earn freedom and enough money to resettle.
And you believed her?
I want my money now.
I want my freedom now.
- This is about more than just you. - Just shut up and sit down.
I'm dealing with Nikita, not you, tough guy. Nikita?
I don't work well with a gun to my head. Or my friend's head.
That's your problem, too many friends.
Amanda always told us, "Loved ones are liabilities."
Is that why you killed Lynn?
I want you out of Hong Kong tonight.
When the other four innocent spies are dead, which may take me a few weeks...
Michael will be released and you'll get his location. You get stupid, and he gets dead.
Right there. Sign for prisoner.
- Birkhoff, are you still wired in? - Shh. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up, everyone.
- Yeah, Mikey. Go ahead. - Are you still wired in to the building?
Yeah. Yeah, I can see you, man. Bad times.
- I know. So lock me in. - What?
They're about to move me somewhere worse, so lock me in.
This is easy. Martin is using Michael as leverage.
- We free Michael, take away his leverage. - Easy when the cops had him.
Now it's State Security.
- Sleight of hand won't work. - That's not what I had in mind.
What'd you have in mind?
Follow the convoy. T-bone them with a Mack Truck.
- Mack Truck? - Steal one. Plenty in the city.
- Nikita, we are there to stop Martin quietly. - We've already stopped him.
We know his targets. Call the CIA. Tell them to pull their people out.
If the CIA thinks their network is compromised...
- they'll pull everyone they got in China... - Yeah?
Destroying an operation they likely took years to build.
- Who cares? - The CIA cares. The president cares.
These are the people that we work for now.
I don't give a damn about the president. I care about Michael.
I don't have time for this. Birkhoff, patch me through to Alex.
- Nikita? - Alex? Are the heavies still there?
Copy that. Three armored SUVs.
Shut down this channel.
- This is what we're gonna do. - She does not make these calls.
Get my gear. I need my scope. I need Birkhoff's code grabber.
- Got it. - Shut it down now.
Meet at the corner across from the station.
Sure, boss.
Copy.
- Alex? - Nikita?
Alex?
Listen, man, we gotta talk.
That was not cool.
When I invoked the chain of command, or when I held Nikita to it?
You obviously didn't have a problem since you followed the order to cut her off.
That's because I had to.
- Why? - Because the world was watching!
Right. And they don't know me yet.
They need to see that the person responsible for their lives is consistent and dependable.
You're not responsible for their lives, Ryan. Just the operation.
Have you been sleeping in here?
Not every night.
Just to catch up.
All right, ahem, I'm gonna give you a little piece of advice...
that I realize you don't hear very often in black ops.
Chill.
World's still gonna be here tomorrow.
Unless there's something you're not telling me.
Nothing you don't already know.
Hold on.
He's making a call he doesn't want the cops to hear.
You wanna say hi?
I brought Birkhoff's code grabber for you.
I think the CIA hacked Kowloon cops.
They're running around like headless chickens. This agent must be important.
More than you know. Which is why it needs to stay our secret.
He may be the key to the others.
- I thought you already knew the others. - I do.
- So why do you need this man? - Just trust me.
I can do whatever I want with this man.
- He's in my world. - That's not how this works.
No, this is how it works. I am the one allowing you to live.
If you want to live...
you'll do exactly as I say.
You don't need to talk to him.
On-site Alpha Team confirms Nikita has just taken the MSS station chief hostage.
We used to get that look all the time in the rogue Nikita days.
The "Oh, no, she didn't."
You're gonna survive this, as long as you get my man.
I can't. He's locked in the cell and the door can't open.
Some sort of malfunction.
Okay, get him processed and out of here. He's yours.
Listen, there's some personal items. I want them transferred with me.
Come on. Let's go.
Alex, he's coming out. He's 30 yards from the door to the car.
You in position?
You should've left Hong Kong.
Now it's too late.
You're gonna have to watch him die.
You know what? You were right.
Loved ones are a liability. It's a good thing I have more than one.
Clear.
Everything that happens from here on, blame on Martin.
His body will be on that roof along with his rifle.
American intelligence, always betraying each other.
- You really have to get your house in order. - Yeah, tell me about it.
You know what? Don't.
- Let's go! - Give me the gun!
- Why? - Give me the damned Glock.
- Where are you going? - To get your engagement ring!
Go!
Go, go, go!
One down, 29 to go.
The Dirty Thirty.
Well, at least the first one went down easy.
So you are still Ryan inside there.
Nikita, I am the same guy that you saved...
multiple times.
I'm still your friend.
But you're also my boss.
- That it? - Not just yours.
Other agents watch what you do. When you break rules...
You cut me off in the middle of an op. That's what they saw.
I can see things from Operations that you can't see.
I can see things on the ground that you can't.
And when that happens, I need to make decisions from my gut.
It's how I've survived. You know that.
You're fighting for more than just survival now.
What's that even mean?
National security?
This nation doesn't even know we exist.
And we have to keep it that way.
Disturbing reports out of China.
Yes, ma'am.
Should I be worried?
The suspected American operative behind all the chaos can't be identified.
He won't be.
Ryan, you convinced me...
that in a quiet way, we could clean up the mess that Percy made.
That is still our mission.
Division is necessary to accomplish it.
Division is dangerous.
If it is exposed... If I have to explain...
how I allowed a nest of former criminals turned into assassins...
- to operate... - You won't have to.
We'll be more cautious in the future.
Good.
Because if there is any more exposure on this program...
I will have no choice but to send in the troops...
and burn it to the ground.
My first duty is to protect this nation.
Just trust me, okay?
Michael, Michael, you don't have to do this.
Yes, I do.
It's tradition.
I'm a traditional guy.
I went through hell to get this ring.
We're gonna do this right.
Nikita...
You had me at "Give me the damn Glock."