Nikita, just go.
- Unh! No. The tank's gonna blow. - Just go. I want you to live.
- I'm not going. - I love you, damn it, just go.
I love you too.
- Where are we on Heidegger? - Heidecker.
Birkhoff, where are we on our best chance at fixing Michael's hand, please?
What do you think I've been doing here?
I've been going back over all the stuff Heidecker gave Division.
Kill chips, polymer masks, pharmaceuticals.
Anything spy-fi.
- And you found something? - No.
I remembered something.
Heidecker used to come in for follow-up visits.
He'd stop by, talk to the doctors...
pick up any clinical data they recorded.
These guys used Division for advanced field testing.
To Percy, we were pawns. To Heidecker, we were lab rats.
It made me wonder.
Who are Heidecker's lab rats now?
Meet Kosta Beciraj.
Deputy Prime Minister of Kosovo and one of Heidecker's newest test subjects.
Now, on the surface, Kosta looks like any other politician.
But scratch the surface and there's a chewy criminal center.
Ties to organized crime, drug trade, human trafficking, you name it.
Why would a guy like this agree to be somebody's rat?
About a year ago, Kosta was secretly rushed to the hospital...
for emergency surgery.
The official story is he was receiving treatment for minor injuries...
after being attacked by his pet tiger.
What is this guy, a Bond villain?
Keep your shirt on, Double-0 Hottie.
He had the tiger put down, walled himself up inside his house.
He didn't want anyone to know the truth.
It wasn't the tiger.
The CIA tried to kill him.
- Now, they failed, but... - He lost his leg.
Transtibial amputation.
Now check this out.
These were taken just a few weeks ago.
What the hell?
Deal with the devil. Heidecker.
Spy-fi.
How do we get him?
I did some digging.
Heidecker's been visiting Kosovo about once a month.
His first stop is Kosta's house.
My guess would be some kind of maintenance on the wonder leg.
Maybe the sacrifice of a virgin or two.
He stays for three days and flies back out to parts unknown.
Do we know when his next trip is?
- He flies in every month on the first. - That's today.
I have two days to get there, grab Heidecker and bring him back?
What do you mean grab?
Same thing I usually mean.
"Come with me. I'm not gonna hurt you. We gotta go."
So I get him back here and he shows us how to get Michael a new hand.
- You think Ryan's gonna okay that? - This is not a Division op. It's personal.
The only people who need to know are you, me and Michael.
I gotta tell him.
If we all under... Nikita.
Hey. How did your meeting with the president go?
We're still standing here, so I think it went fine.
Which brings me to what Michael and I were discussing.
Given how well he ran Ops while I was in DC...
I've asked him to assume that role permanently.
Yeah, It's like the job I used to have when Percy was running the place.
Only Ryan promised that he won't try and kill me, so that's a little different.
Well, it's the least I could do since the promotion doesn't come with a raise.
Right.
That's great news. Congratulations.
Thanks.
I should probably get down there. Uh...
Did you need me or Ryan?
Uh, Ryan.
Okay.
He seems better.
How are you doing?
I'm still adjusting.
Although not as fast as he is, I guess.
Look, I know this can't be easy on you.
I wish there was something I could do to help.
Actually, I could use some time off.
We need to confirm that that leg is real. This'll do it, right?
Let's make sure. Why don't I use it to examine your head...
since you seem to be suffering from some sort of brain damage?
I've been on solo missions before, nerd.
Can't you call Alex or Owen or someone? Just have some backup.
No. Owen is still recovering from his broken ribs...
and Alex has gone out of town with Sean. Some sort of family thing.
I can't pull her away from that.
What about Mikey? You were gonna tell him.
He got a promotion. He's doing better. He...
He's adjusting. He even made a joke this morning.
Was it funny?
- Look, that all sounds like good news. - It is. He's rebuilding his life.
So, what if I go in there and tell him about this new hand and nothing comes of it?
I can't give him false hope. Not after everything.
Dude's got a new leg. That hope is not false.
Neither is the danger.
Why are you so afraid of this Heidecker guy?
He works for people who spend their days...
dreaming up new and interesting ways to commit murder.
Kill chips. Bullets made of teeth.
That stuff that liquefies your stomach. They're not nice folks. Trust me.
I am not afraid of a bunch of scientists.
You should be.
Birkhoff, they have something that I need.
If they are the only thing standing in the way of me and fixing Michael's hand...
they are the ones who should be afraid.
Okay, Nikki, according to CIA files...
the penthouse is home to one Bettina Fath.
Former model and current mistress of Kosta Beciraj.
Yes?
Flowers.
Just put it on the table, please.
No card?
No tip?
Kosta just left his office. He's on his way to you now.
I know you're scared, but I'm not here to hurt you.
You are here to kill Kosta.
I need something from him, but I don't wanna kill him.
Why not? He is a pig.
He deserves to die. You have a gun.
Why not shoot him?
Uh... Well, I need him alive.
But if you help me, I can help you.
Bettina, where are you?
You look tired.
You need to relax and let me take care of you.
So, what did you have in mind, huh?
A sedative.
- Pig. - There's a ticket waiting at the airport.
Check in at the hotel. There will be a packet there.
- Everything you need to start your life over. - Thank you.
Okay. Hold the ultrasound steady.
I need accurate measurements to calculate this. We don't wanna kill him.
It really is live tissue.
Over a metal endoskeleton.
Actually, it looks like his bones...
are made of carbon fiber.
- It's a little disappointing. - It's awesome.
Okay, give him three eds of the NSM 26.
How long until this drug does its job?
As soon he wakes up, he'll feel warm and tingly.
Then pain and swelling. He'll be begging Heidecker for a house call before you know it.
We found Bettina's car at the airport. She flew to Berlin.
- No idea where she went. - Keep looking.
She does not get to leave me. Understand? Agh.
My leg has, uh... It's been bothering me ever since I woke up.
Where is Heidecker?
Our driver is on his way to meet Heidecker now. To deliver the payment.
I find Mr. Beciraj's payment acceptable. Thank you.
All right. Load the plane.
- Mr. Beciraj needs to see you. - We're about to take off.
- I have a schedule that must be adhered to. - You will have to be late.
All right.
Hey. Do you know where Nikita went? Ryan said she took a few days off.
Uh...
No. I think she went somewhere with Alex. Like a spa or something.
Or maybe not.
You're supposed to be out of town with your boyfriend.
Sorry to expose your web of lies, but my sister canceled.
- Her kids are sick. - Let's try this again.
- Where's Nikita? - Ugh.
Maybe call and ask yourself. I don't wanna be in the middle.
You're up to your neck in this. Whatever this is.
- What is all this? - What did you do?
I overrode your hotkey app and restored all the hidden windows.
- The time stamps on these are wrong. - No, they're not.
They have to be.
If this guy lost his leg a year ago, he can't be walking around.
As far as we can tell, it's not a prosthetic.
It's real flesh and blood grown over carbon-fiber bone.
Oh, my God. Michael.
My leg is throbbing. Hurts to walk. There's swelling.
It must be that shot.
What, you give me bad medicine maybe?
There is nothing wrong with the medication.
This sounds like a bug bite, some kind of allergic reaction.
- Call a doctor. - I call you. You fix it.
I'm not a doctor.
My function is merely to observe and gather data from the test subjects.
I am not one of your lab rats.
Or am I? Is your little experiment done?
You decide it's time to put down the test subject?
No one is trying to kill you.
American agents already try and kill me. That's how I lost my leg.
Maybe they try again. Hmm?
What, they get to you? Convince you to do the dirty work?
- I don't have time to indulge your paranoia. - My friend.
You are not going anywhere.
Birkhoff, we have a problem.
I think Kosta may be crazier than we thought. I gotta go in.
- No, Nikita, you need to get out. - Michael, what are you...?
Pull out. It's too dangerous and you're alone in there.
I can't let them kill Heidecker.
Damn it. Nikita!
What the hell is going on?
You're going to fix my leg.
Then you're going to give me all the medicine I ever need...
to make it strong and healthy.
Until then, you stay right here with me.
What?
The gun makes it very difficult for me to focus on your problem.
Maybe I shoot you. Huh? Leg for leg. Maybe you focus then.
You don't want to threaten me.
And why's that?
Come on. Let's go.
Looking for this?
Kosovo? Do you have any idea how delicate the political situation is there?
Why didn't you stop her?
Please remind me of the last time someone stopped Nikki from doing anything, ever.
He has a point.
We have an international crisis.
Nikita just assaulted the deputy prime minister of a UN-recognized...
Kosta Beciraj is a criminal. Everyone knows that.
He's a duly appointed government official. That's what matters.
- What matters is she's captured. - Wait, wait, shut up, everyone.
I got Nikki. She's close to her comm.
I will send them your head in a box.
Maybe they can grow you a new body.
This is a misunderstanding.
No! I pay you for this leg and you double-cross me.
Now it's you who will pay.
After you undo what you did to me.
And what did I do to you? Hmm? Your accusations keep changing.
Am la mad scientist? Am I a CIA assassin?
You travel alone and pretend to feel no fear.
But she...
She proves this is not so true.
Pay close attention to what happens to your bodyguard.
It will happen much more slowly to you.
If you harm her, I won't help you.
- Why would he protect her? - He's buying some time.
Maybe you're warm blooded after all. She is maybe more...
Michael, you can't go in there blind.
You come up with a plan. I'll call you when I get there.
I gather his plan is step one fly to Kosovo, step two kick ass.
I wanna go with him.
Take backup with you.
Shadowing him every trip? Huh?
The medic is here.
Not here. The kitchen.
Take them to Kiki's room.
We'll continue this after I'm cleaned up.
And call Slavisa. Tell him I want the borders closed.
Sir?
He may have other conspirators. They must not be allowed to escape.
Tell the minister of defense to radio the checkpoints and close the borders now.
There's no way we can keep a lid on this. No containment possible.
Look, even if Kosovo flips out and seals its borders...
doesn't mean Division had something to do with it.
If Danforth finds out and tells the president...
then we are all of us dead.
They will brand Nikita as a rogue assassin...
and they will burn this place down to make sure we can't cause damage again.
I'm beginning to understand why Percy made the black boxes.
If the government has a trigger on you, you put a trigger on them.
Percy.
How would Percy deal with this kind of thing?
He'd try to get ahead of it, spin something.
Called it controlling the narrative.
- Danforth. - Commander.
I hope you don't mind me calling on your secure line.
That's what it's for. What's wrong?
Nothing wrong, just curious about the situation in Kosovo.
What situation?
Evan, please, I've got people on the ground in Macedonia.
They've heard the rumors, I just need to know what to tell them.
Rumors about what?
That Kosovo is getting ready to close its borders.
If there was something going on, I'd hear about it from Camp Bondsteel.
But you haven't.
You wanna check a rumor, call TMZ. I don't have time for this.
Now we just wait for him to call back.
What? Did it sound like I was lying?
No.
So. This is Kiki's room?
Yes, his pet tiger. Now deceased.
- Well, we haven't been formally introduced. - I know who you are.
What I wanna know is why you saved me back there.
Shameless self-interest.
Mr. Beciraj is going to kill me.
Based on your skills, courtesy of Division training...
I decided that you afforded me the greatest chance of escape.
How did you know that...?
- How do you know who I am? - I know every agent in Division.
Not personally, of course. Statistically.
Blood type, body mass, response time.
Right. Because we were just useful tools to you.
I hope so. In this case. Ha, ha.
Be careful.
Some tools have a sharp edge.
You went to trouble to find me. I must have something you need.
Well, I subscribe to the principle of fair exchange.
If you help me, I would be happy to return the favor.
Assuming you tell me what that favor might be.
One of our own was wounded.
In combat. He lost his right hand.
Oh, dear.
You made him a new leg.
I thought you could make us a new hand.
Well, I didn't, uh, make the leg. The men I work for did.
I merely applied the technology, and returned to service it and collect data.
Same as I used to do at Division.
Birkhoff told me you were the source of the tech.
No. No, not the source. The, uh...
sales rep for the source.
I saw that leg. The skin was real.
Most of it is.
The bone is carbon fiber, of course, but the tissue...
the tissue was regrown from his own DNA.
- That's not possible. - You worked with some of our prototypes.
I would hope your perspective on what's possible might have been expanded.
I'm sorry if gadgets like the kill chip don't fill me with a sense of wonder.
We didn't design them to kill.
That was how Percy chose to apply the technology.
Used in other ways, those chips could help millions of people.
You allowed your technology to be used in this way.
You gave it to a covert black-ops group.
The military funding of science has led to breakthroughs...
that have changed the lives of every single human being in the world.
- You mean like the atom bomb? - I mean like atomic energy.
Like the Internet, developed by DARPA.
Like GPS, developed by the Navy.
Yay, science.
Hmm.
The answer is yes. We can make your friend a new hand.
One indistinguishable from the one he lost.
But it can't be built from inside this cage.
So, what do you say?
We, uh...
We get me out of here?
Now...
Tell me what you did to my leg.
It's a slow-acting poison.
What you're experiencing right now is just the beginning.
By tomorrow, it'll be too painful to walk on and by next week...
you'll be dead.
You must fix it.
We can.
But we'll need some assurances.
If we help you...
you have to agree to let us go.
What assurances do I have?
You already poisoned me once.
How do I know that the next shot's not gonna make things worse?
You can test it out on one of your many men.
If he survives, you're safe.
Once your leg is healed, you'll take us to a location of our choosing.
I will give you all the anti-rejection medicine I have.
We will leave, you'll never see us again.
I accept your terms. Where is the antidote? In your bag?
No, I'm afraid not. We'll have to manufacture the antidote right here.
And how long will it take?
Several hours. And...
we need supplies.
That's quite a list.
It will take a while for my men to pull this all together.
You better hurry. We wouldn't want that beautiful, perfect leg...
to rot and fall off while they're out shopping.
This is Fletcher.
You were right about the borders.
Great call. No one else caught it.
What's the president's plan?
Stall.
Until we figure out how to handle this.
Remember what happened when Kosovo Police...
tried to take over the northern posts?
Six months of violence on both sides of the border.
Don't suppose the UN Security Council...
wants to repeat that particular part of history.
They aren't sure what to do.
The prime minister can be reasoned with.
His right hand man is a different story.
It's why the CIA tried to take him out in the first place, right?
I don't suppose they could try again.
I can't risk another botched CIA job.
If we took him out, it would have to be clean.
Invisible, even.
You're not suggesting...
It's why Division was created, right?
Do you think your people can get to Beciraj?
I believe we might have a way in.
I thought you said you weren't a scientist.
No. No, I said I wasn't the kind of scientist...
who could engineer a way to regenerate someones limb.
Basic chemistry I can manage.
So the leg, tell me how it works.
I could only explain it in the most rudimentary way.
Good. Because that's the only way I'll understand it.
All right. We know that newts and salamanders...
can regrow severed limbs.
So the researchers developed a chemical cocktail that creates...
pluripotent stem cells. The same thing the salamanders use for regeneration.
Do you know how much something like this costs?
I don't know if you got the memo.
But Division lost most of its government funding.
Our organization isn't interested in money. We're well-funded. What we need is data.
The kind that comes from clinical trials, real-world testing.
How did your friend lose his hand?
It would help me figure out if he's a good candidate for the regeneration process.
He was pinned under a burning car.
It was either cut off his hand or watch him die.
A clean cut, not a crush injury. That's good. That's good.
I assume the amputation took place in the field, yes?
Was there a great deal of blood loss?
There was a lot of blood.
Too much.
Medical support was an hour away...
and fortunately, there was a sharp blade and a burning car...
so it only took a few tries to cauterize the wound.
I'm sorry.
It must have been very difficult for you...
to do what you did.
I don't think I'll ever get the sound of his screams out of my head.
When you see him whole again...
you will.
Okay, we're at the compound.
- You told me to make a plan. - I'm all ears.
I need you to kill Kosta Beciraj.
This order is sanctioned by the president.
Yeah, I thought Division didn't do kill missions anymore.
Consider this the last one.
Good luck.
Okay, we're in position.
From what we heard, they're holding them in Kiki's room.
That's behind the house in the old stables.
Once you move, there's no cover between you and the house.
Okay. Mark, you guys keep the guards busy on this side of the house.
And that'll be your position once Chris takes care of the guards.
Go! Go! Go!
- This is our shot. - We're good. Go ahead, use the fire.
Fire in the hole.
Let's go.
Michael?
- Hey. - What are you...?
- The Keltrex prototype. - I prefer Michael.
- What's the plan? - To get you out.
- Got a car half mile up. - We won't make it.
I saw another car on the other side of the house.
Ops, I've got Nikita and a passenger.
We'll get another ride.
You have enough ammo? Keep him distracted, but don't kill him.
Alex, target's on the south side of the building.
Sir! Sir! Sir!
- Let's go! - I need Heidecker!
Kosta.
Cover story?
Yeah, cover story.
Ops? Target is eliminated.
It'll look like his own man shot him.
Copy that.
Alpha team, disengage.
Rendezvous with Alex and follow exfil route as planned.
Did you erase the security footage?
Like we were never there.
Tell the president it's done.
Mikey, local fuzz got a call about all the noise. They're coming to crash the party.
You need to stay off the main roads.
All right, Alex, take the team to the extraction point. We'll find another way.
- I have a plane. - Let's go.
It's Heidecker. I'm on my way now.
Please ready the plane and make sure the cargo is secure.
Oh, yeah, that model. Always was twitchy.
We had trouble calibrating the biosensors.
What we realized was that the myoelectric feedback...
had been weakened because the signal was spread across too many sensors.
Sorry, you lost us.
All Seymour needs to do is clip a few of the returns.
You'll get far more consistent results, although...
I doubt you'll be needing that prosthetic much longer.
You really think the limb regeneration is gonna work?
From what you told me about his injury and what I can see...
in this incredibly poor light, I believe Michael an excellent candidate.
We're here. Yep, just up ahead.
That gentleman in the black jacket is the last of Kosta's thugs.
We're going to have to deal with him before my pilot can take off.
- Got it. - Unh!
I'm sure you'll want to start as soon as possible.
We need to run a few tests. You're gonna start on anti-rejection meds immediately.
Michael.
Why are there kids on the plane?
I told you to secure the cargo.
As I explained to Nikita...
everyone pays what they can. The children are Kosta's payment.
Who are they?
- Were they kidnapped? - To be honest, it never occurred to me to ask.
It was irrelevant. Real-world tests are important to our research.
It's difficult to find able-bodied subjects.
They're children, not guinea pigs.
These children come from abject poverty.
They have short life expectancies.
At least now, their lives will have some meaning.
No wonder you and Percy got along. You're a monster.
You're Division agents.
You've both killed plenty of people.
You can't be surprised that this is how the world works.
Doesn't mean we're gonna let you get away with this.
Nikita!
The president was quite impressed by what you did in Kosovo.
To be honest, so was I.
I know it was a delicate situation for the president.
Making it look like an attempted coup?
Stroke of genius.
It's not that I don't appreciate the kudos...
but you could have said this all over the phone.
Why did you need to see me?
The president and I have given this matter a lot of thought.
We'd like to have a serious conversation about Division's future.
Well, I assumed Birkhoff was exaggerating, of course...
but you really did take over his whole space.
Yeah, I needed it to lay all of this out. But it's everything we found on that plane.
Heidecker can't talk, but maybe his stuff can tell us something.
I'm so sorry about Kosovo.
Don't apologize. I should thank you. I was ready to give up.
Accept that this was the best I was gonna have. But you proved me wrong.
You gave me hope.
How? I shot Heidecker. He's dead.
Yes, but the people he works for aren't.
They're still out there. They can fix this. They can give me a new hand.
They're not good people. Birkhoff was right to warn me about them.
And you were right to ignore him.
This is my chance to get back what I lost.
I didn't think it was possible, now that I know that it is, I can't give up on it.
We can't trust them. And we certainly shouldn't be in business with them.
We won't be.
We'll find them.
We'll take what we need and we'll burn their house down.
Whatever it takes.
How'd it go with the boss lady?
She was pleased with the operation in Kosovo.
No one suggested liquidating our assets even once.
That's good news, right?
What else did she say?
She was so impressed...
that she's asked us to look into a few other matters.
Hold on. We all agreed that there wouldn't be any government missions.
We'd find these rogue agents and then shut this place down.
Strictly cleanup duty. With a real hard expiration date.
What do we do?
- I mean, I feel like I've done enough. - It's four files.
We take care of them, maybe that's the end of it.
No, not the end.
This is how it begins.
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