- Anne. - Owen.
Do it.
I can't.
Orders?
Operation Skeleton Key.
Skeleton Key?
That was a long time ago.
You're looking for the device.
Let me out, and I'll tell you where it is.
Yes?
Four hours.
Yes.
Oh, no, thank you.
Thank you.
I'd like to make a toast.
It's long overdue, for which I apologize.
Well, we've all been a little busy.
Still, rogue agents shouldn't keep us...
from properly celebrating your engagement.
- Heh. - The night's young, don't jinx it.
To Michael and Nikita...
meant to be.
It's been a long road...
and hard-fought...
but it's gotta get easier from here, right?
Nikita... Where do I start?
Um, I hope you know I'd do anything for you.
You mean more than taking a bullet?
It's okay. I've taken a shot for Alex before.
Actually, she shot you.
In the Kevlar.
To save her life.
Few things say "love" like a bullet to a non-essential area.
Why haven't you shot me?
Keep talking.
A new toast.
To us.
If we can survive each other, we can survive anything.
Cheers.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
Birkhoff wants us in now.
He's just upset because we're off shift and he's not.
Don't worry, we got it.
What was that?
We don't need to get into this now.
Get into what?
Something you're not ready to hear.
What?
You need to leave Division.
- You think you owe Nikita something... - You're right.
I don't want to hear it.
So listen, ahem...
I've been thinking about how we left things.
Maybe we should have dinner.
I appreciate the offer...
but I think we should keep our relationship strictly professional.
We're finally able to peacefully coexist at work...
and I don't want to complicate that.
Another dirty 30?
Not exactly.
Oh, my God.
Owen.
You and I have more in common than you think, Owen.
Division took everything from me too.
If you ever need anything...
I'll be around.
Okay?
He's alive.
He disappeared six months ago.
- How'd you find him? - The evening news.
According to reports, Owen Elliot tried to rob a bank in Montreal.
The same bank where he stopped a robbery two years ago.
Nothing was stolen and he was gone when the cops arrived.
It wasn't a robbery. He's sending me a message.
What if it's a trap?
Owen wouldn't do that.
Why not just call?
He wouldn't know where to call.
He'd try the beach house, and that's gone.
That's why he's back on the grid, he wants me to find him.
I know where he's headed next.
- Take a team. - A team?
Ryan, we've been looking for Owen for six months.
He's not some rogue agent who just refused to come in.
He probably doesn't even know what's happened here.
And we don't know what's happened to him.
An abandoned school?
After Owen fled that bank two years ago...
he went to ground. This is where I tracked him.
Don't worry, they know the drill. Non-lethal only.
Yeah, what about you?
I'll try not to shoot him.
Where is she? Where's Nikita?
Where is she?
No, Owen!
I'm here, it's okay. Let him go.
He's not a threat. They're with us, they all are.
They're with you? They're Division!
And so are we.
I know it's crazy, but it's a long story.
Percy's dead, Amanda's gone rogue.
No one is gonna hurt you, but you have to let him go.
Things are different now.
- Michael! - What? I didn't shoot him.
This is ridiculous. Owen has told us after he got taken by Gogol...
he was put in a Russian prison.
We have no evidence to back up his story. Let's interrogate him...
and make sure this isn't some ploy.
Say what you want about the guy, but Owen's not a criminal mastermind.
Gogol must've bribed a guard to keep him unlisted so we couldn't find him.
Then there's nothing to worry about.
We verify he's telling the truth and that's the end of it.
Fine. I'll talk to him.
Nikita, you're too close to this.
We need someone impartial. Someone he doesn't know.
Hello, Owen.
- I'm Alex. - So you're Alex.
Last time I saw Nikita, you guys were on the outs.
What, you kiss and make up?
Wasn't any kissing, but yes.
Now it's your turn to talk.
You told Nikita you were in a Russian prison. How did you get out?
One of your Division Cleaners broke me out.
Anne.
Ex-Division. Now rogue.
You knew Anne.
Were you two friends?
Anne doesn't have friends.
If you weren't friends, why would she help you?
She wanted information on an old mission.
Which mission?
Operation Skeleton Key.
NSA had some genius dude in their basement...
developing unbreakable encryption algorithms.
But this guy wasn't just designing them.
He was also figuring out how to crack them.
Let me guess. Percy found out, and while it's not quite treason...
it was close enough for him to blackmail genius dude.
Owen faked the guy's death and Percy turned him into his pet engineer.
- The Engineer. - The designer of the black boxes?
Before Percy snapped his neck right in front of me.
What's this device that Anne was after?
Cryptograph.
Master key.
Access to any system in the world.
Any system?
FBI, CIA, NSA?
Division.
Probably why the device was stored off-site for safekeeping.
Percy, the Engineer and Owen.
And Owen's the only one left.
You've been busy.
Percy. Amanda. Ari.
Checked a lot off your to-do list while I was gone.
I got a haircut too.
Shut down Division.
- Owen... - Nikita.
What are you doing here?
I'm helping people like us who deserve a second chance.
Seems like you're hunting and killing people like us.
Not killing, bringing in.
How many you brought in so far?
We are saving lives, okay? There were some CIA assets...
and a kidnapped girl we reunited with her...
How many rogue agents have you found?
- Three, but... - And how many...
did you bring in alive?
So when you say things are different, you really meant nothing's changed.
Look, I've had my doubts, like you.
But we're still trying to find our feet. It's only been a couple of months.
Is that how long it takes to get numb?
Actions have consequences, Nikita.
You told me that.
Are you thinking about all of the consequences?
Hey.
We're prepped for retrieval. We just need to know where to go.
You remember how I told you the Engineer's a little bit weird?
The Engineer kept his super-secret decoder ring in a cemetery?
He was paranoid.
Hated that Percy kept the black boxes in banks because banks always get robbed.
Looks a lot different now.
I guess they got a lot of new dead people.
Why don't we split up? What are we looking for?
Anthony George.
It's a, uh... It's a flat marker.
Got it!
What is this, armed grave robbers?
Taking fire, we need backup!
Michael, cover me.
I'm going to find Owen.
Mikey, your backup's on the scene.
Alpha's approaching you from the north.
- Owen? - He resisted.
Get the package out of the back.
It's done.
Alpha Team, search for survivors.
This one's alive.
Does Anne have a frigging army now?
Anne's just a soldier.
It's Amanda's army.
How did Amanda build an army without us knowing?
We knew she was recruiting.
That explains Anne, but not the other well-armed mercenaries.
I think some of them were ex-Gogol. Just like Ari Tasarov.
- Think they might still be together. - Lovely.
Well, at least ex-Gogol agents have real identities that we can track.
One of the gunmen from the cemetery survived.
He's in Medical, we'll start with him.
What?
Can't figure out why Anne tried to grab Owen again.
She had the drop on him.
She could have killed him and taken the cryptograph.
Maybe she wanted Owen for something else.
She takes orders from Amanda.
So the question is, what does Amanda want with Owen?
Relax.
No one's going to hurt you.
Is this another hospital?
Something like that.
What is that? What are you doing?
I'm going to help you.
What are you doing down here?
Looking for answers.
I thought if I remembered what Amanda did to me back then...
maybe I'd know what she wants with me now.
We'll find out what Amanda's up to.
We've got one of her guys.
When he wakes up, we're gonna get started on him.
I never told you everything about me.
I never told you about my life before Division.
I know you never liked to talk about it.
Because I can't remember it.
Any of it.
My life before Division is...
It's blank.
That's impossible. You have to remember something.
I thought it was from the drugs they put me on.
The regimen altered everything else. Why not my memories too?
- All this time. Why didn't you tell me? - Because there was so much going on.
The black boxes, Percy, the guardians. I thought I'd have time to solve it later.
Then you ended up in prison with nothing but time.
That's when I realized...
every time I try to remember my life before Division...
I get these headaches, you know? Worse than anything.
They erased your whole life.
She erased my life.
Amanda did this to me and I want to know why.
Why don't you help me find her?
We'll ask her in person.
Did you have a pleasant trip?
Caught a show, saw a few friends.
I was surprised when Omri told me you'd flown to New York.
I have a present for you.
The cryptograph-
So Mr. Elliot really did know where it was?
Why else would I have Anne break him out of prison?
Hmm, heh.
This is going to make us a great deal of money.
Did you see Nikita?
Of course.
I sent her a housewarming gift.
She should be opening it soon.
I don't know why he's unconscious. There's no sign of head trauma.
Though I am seeing some fluid buildup near the lungs.
He may be bleeding internally.
Let's try to relieve the pressure.
That's not blood. Something's wrong.
Biohazard detected.
Evacuate now!
- Biohazard detected. - Lock them down!
Biohazard detected. Biohazard detected.
We're clear.
Eight dead.
Including our prisoner. Another four more probably won't make it.
Do we know what it was?
Liquid Sarin.
Housed inside a thin silicon pouch.
So when the doctor broke the seal, it hit the air and turned to vapor.
Ventilation system sealed off the area, but not fast enough.
She did this.
Hello, Division.
You must all be wondering how such a terrible accident could've happened...
in this place where you've always been safe.
Well, let me assure you.
This was no accident and you no longer have a safe place.
Nikita murdered Percy and forced me out.
She killed your friends and comrades...
and now you follow her because she told you a story.
- You got anything? - I'm completely shut out.
If you behaved like good boys and girls the government would forgive your sins.
How is she doing this?
It's her shiny new cryptograph, she's taking it for a spin.
If something seems too good to be true, it is.
- Shut down the signal. Now. - We're trying.
- Pull the plug! - On the entire system?
But for those of you that stay...
I will hunt you, I will find you...
and you will pay with your life.
If your government doesn't erase you first.
That's why you went into the field.
You wanted to make sure that your human bioweapon...
would end up on Nikita's doorstep.
- Some things can't be delegated. - Hmm.
How did you know they wouldn't kill him?
I trained the medical staff on how to handle injured prisoners...
and prep them for interrogation.
Besides, he was too valuable.
- I should've been consulted. - I'm tired of waiting. It's time to act.
Congratulations. In one step you've united Nikita and all of Division against us.
Do you really think they're gathering up torches and pitchforks?
Ari, they're rats scrambling for a way off a sinking ship.
You're not thinking clearly. You're letting your anger toward Nikita...
I am perfectly clear!
I gave Nikita everything.
That street urchin with the bad eyebrows?
She wasn't a leader. She was worthless.
I created the Nikita people fear and respect.
Then she used the gifts I gave her against me.
I'm ready to return the favor.
Amanda lies. We all know that.
I made a promise to every one of you...
and I intend to keep it, no matter what.
So let's get back to work. Let's find her.
Let's get the bodies out of the building. I don't want to take chances.
I have something.
We may be able to use Amanda's signal to track her.
Thought she could taunt us?
Now she's overplayed her hand.
Sean?
What are you doing here?
You're not returning my calls.
And then I hear Amanda set off a bomb inside Division...
so I stopped by to see if you were alive.
I'm fine. I wasn't even near Medical when it happened.
Look around.
As long as you're here, you're in danger.
You got shot last week...
- and could've been killed today. - But I wasn't.
I know you want to protect me, but I made a promise to Nikita.
Come here.
I made a promise to my mother.
She ended up dead.
You did everything you could.
When she told me about Division, I could've said to shut it down...
resign and run like hell.
We are shutting Division down.
It's gonna take time, and once we clean it up...
When I arrived it was a temporary post.
"Supervise the cleanup," that's what she said.
But whatever I did the mess got bigger, and a year later...
she's gone, this place is standing and you are still standing in it.
Now, I can't tell you what to do, Alex, but I'm not gonna stand by...
and watch this place destroy another person that I love.
What?
I love you.
If that's not enough of a reason for you to leave...
then I got no reason to stay.
Hey.
- You okay? - Yeah, I'm okay.
Please tell me we're going Amanda hunting.
I think you should sit this one out. Your arm...
ls fine.
This is one mission that I don't want to miss.
I've got it.
They're in Luxembourg.
In a wooded area outside Beaufort.
Yes! That's my 9...
Excellent professional colleague.
Notify Alpha Team Four. Wheels up in two hours. We'll brief them on the plane.
- Call it. - Amanda seems fond of fairy tales...
Operation Black Forest.
Let's burn the witch's house down.
Alpha Team's first through the door. Clear the path.
Sonya, guide Michael and Alex to that cryptograph.
- Birkhoff? - I got Nikki and Owen, looking for Amanda.
If you do see Amanda, you might want to avoid eye contact.
Maybe you won't turn to stone, but why risk it?
Thanks for the tip, nerd.
Our people are in position.
We're a go.
Clear.
This is Alex. I'm heading for the cryptograph.
Turn right and go across the hall.
- Eyes on Amanda. - Where?
Birkhoff, guide me to Owen's tracker.
I need to get you to safety.
Kill them!
Cover me.
Go!
Owen's not here.
I'm looking at the screen now. You should be standing on top of him.
Wait a minute, you are on top of him.
The basement.
Turn around slowly.
I want to know what you did to me. Why'd you screw with my head?
It was screwed up way before I got to it.
You were a broken soldier they had to keep locked away.
I fixed you.
Keep him still.
Everything is going to be all right, Owen.
We'll fix this.
You don't look well. Tell me...
are the headaches back?
Hey. Are you okay?
I got the cryptothingy, ugh.
Great. Let's go. Come on.
I should shoot you.
But you need me. You want answers and I have them.
Tell me what you did!
Where do you want me to start, Owen? Or should I call you Sam?
- Unh. - That's what your friends called you.
Before you killed them all. Isn't that right, Sam?
Maybe you should give this to me.
We don't want you to hurt anyone else.
Hi.
Anne, shoot Mr. Elliot.
No.
He's comes with us. I didn't go to all this trouble just to have you kill him.
All this trouble?
I can't get in the room, it's a steel door.
What room? I'm looking at the plans right now, there is no room.
It's new.
What's Owen's position?
He's at your two. Four meters in.
This was never about the cryptograph.
You knew where it was the whole time.
You wanted Owen!
You wouldn't have agreed to break him out unless he had something to offer.
Now he offers a distraction.
Owen's hurt! I need help!
Amanda, she's getting away!
She said she knows!
It's okay, we'll get her. It's fine!
I need help!
Hey, you've reached Sean Pierce.
I'm not here to take your call, so leave a message.
You're still a terrible patient.
- You're supposed to be laying down. - Yeah.
If you want your patients to stay, you should probably get a TV in here.
Oh, somebody's head is better.
You're making complete sentences again.
I'm still a little fuzzy.
I don't know what she did to me...
but she must've short-circuited my brain or something.
You know, uh, after Emily died...
I got up every morning...
thinking today would be the day I'd finally put an end to Percy.
You know?
It's what drove me.
Now he's gone...
and the whole world has changed.
I'm not really sure what's next.
Hell, I'm not even really sure who I am.
You know who you are?
- You're our first success. - Heh.
You're the first rogue agent we've brought in...
- alive. - Heh.
Yeah.
Finally get to chalk one up in the win column, huh?
I think it just means that we might be getting the hang of it.
You know, it only counts if I stay.
My schedule is pretty clear.
I guess I could stick around.
I don't know about you, but I'm starving.
You're st...?
Oh, you want to, um...
Uh, I would love to, um...
but I'm right in the middle of, um...
What? What is all this?
I kept thinking about Amanda's prophecy of doom.
She used the cryptograph to get into our system...
but how did she know when to do it?
Maybe she knew the gas had been released.
Like it was a trigger for the video.
I thought of that.
She didn't access our system until an hour after the attack.
For her to know that, she would've had to have someone on the inside.
I couldn't think of another explanation.
Show me what you've done so far.
Thought you were hungry.
We'll order in. You can pay.
We'd have to kill the delivery man.
- Heh, true. - Heh.
Since we found Amanda's safe house, she and Ari are on the run.
It's not a total win, but it's a start.
Owen's staying.
It's a win.
I looked at the room you found Owen in...
and something caught my eye.
We don't know what the chair does, but Birkhoff recognized this.
It's used for brain surgery.
Amanda tried to lobotomize him with it.
You think she was going to use that on Owen?
She already did something to him.
Owen's tests show scarring in his brain.
It's not recent...
and it's not due to injury.
They're surgical scars.
- That's what caused his memory loss. - Most likely.
Amanda won't stop.
She is angry and her rage is focused on you.
I can handle Amanda.
In the last 48 hours...
she has ambushed us...
tried to kidnap Owen and set off a bioweapon within these walls.
That's one hell of an opening move.
Then we figure out what she's gonna do next.
I have a task for you, Anne.
Owen?
Oh, that ship has sailed.
Nikita knows I wanted Owen for something.
She'll be too suspicious for my original plan to work.
But I have an even better idea now.
Why not just kill Nikita?
I could've done it in the cemetery if you'd allowed it.
Death is the last step of her journey, and we're not there yet.
Her journey?
I'm not done teaching her, Anne.
I'm not done teaching her.