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203. Third Person
Written by: Michael Loceff
Directed by: Jon Cassar
Guest Cast: Bruce Payne
Transcribed by Jean
[Note: Transcript dialogue only until updated.]
SECTION: RETRAINING
JURGEN: Hold up, Nikita. Why did you shoot the driver?
NIKITA: He was a hostile.
JURGEN: How did you know?
NIKITA: Well, it had to be somebody on the grid. Everyone else cleared.
JURGEN: So, you made an indirect conclusion ?
NIKITA: There was no time.
JURGEN: That's because you took too long.
NIKITA: What, so I was wrong?
JURGEN: No. You got lucky. Again!
MICHAEL: Why is she in Retrain?
JURGEN: We're not done yet.
MICHAEL: She's ready.
JURGEN: She's been ready since day one, hasn't she, Michael?
MICHAEL: I don't know what you're talking about.
MONITORING ROOM
JURGEN: Birkoff.
BIRKOFF: Yeah.
JURGEN: Why am I losing sync on 218?
BIRKOFF: Hold on.
NIKITA'S ROOM
MICHAEL: Did Jurgen say anything about us?
NIKITA: Michael!
MICHAEL: We're insulated for another minute. Did he ask any questions, anything personal?
NIKITA: He had his chance. I think if he was going to expose us, he would have done it by now.
MICHAEL: He knows too much.
NIKITA: There's no physical proof that you helped me escape the Section , or brought me back in.
MICHAEL: He needs no proof to make things difficult for us. Accelerate your performance; he'll have no choice but to release you.
NIKITA: But won't that draw attention?
MICHAEL: Yes, to him if he doesn't let you go when you're obviously ready. Make like you were doing before I entered.
MONITORING ROOM
BIRKOFF: Is it back?
JURGEN: Yeah.
BRIEFING AREA
OPERATIONS: Each separate terrorist acts, each one the claim of eight different political factions, none of whom have any linkage to each other. In the process of routine intelligence gathering, Mr. Birkoff has found something rather remarkable.
BIRKOFF: I've back-traced debris and data, came up with a characteristic signature. All eight acts were the work of the same aggressor. We're dealing with a mercenary special force.
MICHAEL: How large?
BIRKOFF: Six.
WALTER: Six?
OPERATIONS: That's right. That's why they have been so hard to pin down. They have no facilities, no infrastructure. They can surface and vanish at will.
WALTER: I take it we've picked up a trail.
OPERATIONS: Colin Darcet, an MI-5 agent undercover with Red Cell sent a communiqué to a contact just hours before his death yesterday. Red Cell has contracted this group for its next disruption.
MICHAEL: Was Darcet's death related to the transmission?
OPERATIONS: We don't know yet. All we have is some random Intel from our friends in Great Britain. Let's pour through it and find this group, who for purposes of identification, will now be referred to as Helix.
MADELINE'S OFFICE
OPERATIONS: Jurgen thinks we should restore Nikita to provisional status.
MADELINE: I thought she was still some weeks away.
OPERATIONS: Take a look at these numbers. Her scores have spiked in the last couple of days. Looks like she's come through the wall.
MADELINE: Impressive.
OPERATIONS: What do you think? Should we transfer her back to Michael?
MADELINE: Not quite yet. Restore her to status, but keep Jurgen close.
OPERATIONS: Why?
MADELINE: I don't like singularities. If she spiked up, she can drop just as quickly. Jurgen will be more sensitive to any fluctuations.
OPERATIONS: Good. Isn't today your birthday?
MADELINE: No. It’s the seventh.
OPERATIONS: Today is the seventh.
NIKITA'S APARTMENT
JURGEN: Must feel strange to be back.
NIKITA: Where are my things?
JURGEN: They don't leave anything.
NIKITA: So, what about my neighbor, Carla? Where am I going to tell her I've been?
JURGEN: Carla's gone.
NIKITA: What are you talking about? What did they do to her?
JURGEN: Nothing.
NIKITA: I don't believe you.
JURGEN: She's moved, Nikita. She lives with her boyfriend downtown. Here.
Jurgen gives her the phone.
CARLA: Hello. Hello? Hello, who is this?
Nikita does not answer. The connection closes.
NIKITA: So, whose material am I?
JURGEN: Mine.
NIKITA: What about Michael?
JURGEN: They don't want you back with him yet. They want me to take you to completion.
NIKITA: When's that going to be?
JURGEN: They haven't told me. Nikita. If you need anything, let me know.
VAN ACCESS
JURGEN: So, how's it going?
NIKITA: Not bad.
JURGEN: It’s been a couple of days. I thought about calling.
NIKITA: Why?
JURGEN: Just to talk, see how you're doing.
NIKITA: Why didn't you?
JURGEN: I got called in. Would you have minded?
MICHAEL: Load Birkoff's Mission profile. Jurgen, help with the P-6's. We're keeping a second supply on standby.
Jurgen nods and leaves.
MICHAEL: On departure, do an integrity check on the topological. This is not a training session. This is a mission. I'm in charge.
NIKITA: Of course.
OFFICE BUILDING
MICHAEL: Birkoff, are we detached?
BIRKOFF: Hang on. Go.
MICHAEL: Birkoff, you're on-line.
BIRKOFF: Michael, there's warm bodies up there.
MICHAEL: How many and where?
BIRKOFF: I see five. Two in, three out. It could be incidental. I can't tell from here.
MICHAEL: (to Nikita) Get dressed.
With Michael and Jurgen’s help, Nikita quickly changes from custodial wear to a suit.
MICHAEL: Let's go.
NIKITA: Hello.
RECEPTIONIST: Can I help you?
NIKITA: Yes. I was um, given this address, but ah, this isn't Colter Cosmetics, is it?
BIRKOFF: Push to infrared, Nikita.
RECEPTIONIST: No, it isn't. I think that's on the 23rd floor.
BIRKOFF: He's carrying, Michael: vest pocket.
MICHAEL: Shoot him, Nikita.
RECEPTIONIST: Just let me check my directory.
Nikita shoots him.
MICHAEL: Which way, Birkoff?
BIRKOFF: Office on the right, all the way at the back.
MICHAEL: Back-up team: prepare egress.
NIKITA: Got it, Birkoff?
BIRKOFF: No problem, let's do it. Okay, put in the disk.
VAN ACCESS
OPERATIONS: Birkoff has sifted through Darcet's intel. There was a name.
MICHAEL: Who?
OPERATIONS: Rudolf Pontriargan. He's a tactical implementer in Red Cell's third tier, also their connection to the freelance market.
MICHAEL: Did he hire Helix?
OPERATIONS: We are going on that assumption. As soon as we locate him, Birkoff will work up a scenario. How did she do?
MICHAEL: Everything went as planned.
MUNITIONS
NIKITA: Here, Walter.
WALTER: How'd it go?
JURGEN: These new attachments were great.
WALTER: Try them on the K-4's next time.
JURGEN: Nikita. Um, what are you doing now?
NIKITA: I'm going home.
JURGEN: You want to grab a coffee?
NIKITA: Cof-coffee?
JURGEN: No problem. Some other time. Hey. That was good work today.
NIKITA: Thanks.
Jurgen leaves.
WALTER: It's okay. He's one of the good ones.
JURGEN: How long have you known him for?
WALTER: Since he came in.
NIKITA: He's different.
WALTER: He's in what I call the Five Percent Club.
NIKITA: Dare I ask what that may be?
WALTER: Ninety-five percent of the recruits have their souls sucked out of them the first year. For some reason, this place doesn't get everybody. He's one of us.
NIKITA: Where's does Michael fit in?
WALTER: Good question.
MAIN AREA
NIKITA: Michael. Are we on close quarter standby?
MICHAEL: No. You can go.
NIKITA: So, what about you? It’s just that you haven't, ah, been to see me since I moved back in.
MICHAEL: I'm busy now.
NIKITA: Jurgen.
JURGEN: Hey.
NIKITA: Uh, is it too late to change my mind?
JURGEN: Not at all.
CITY STREET
JURGEN: Well, it was a long time ago. My first couple of years in the Section, I had the standard reaction. I went through all the alpha levels; everything from denial to wishing I was dead...almost acting on it.
NIKITA: That's hard to believe. You seem to let everything roll off you.
JURGEN: It hasn't always been that way.
NIKITA: What does that mean?
Within Section, Michael remotely eavesdrops on their conversation.
JURGEN: Once, I was part of a four-man cell. We had to get a hostage out. Everything was going great. We were hitting all our marks, just like last night. Then, out of nowhere, everything went black. I didn't even hear a noise.
NIKITA: What happened?
JURGEN: Land mine. Two feet to my left. Killed my partner. Sent me into a coma. I came out of it three days later. They ah, they told me I'd died. I don't remember any tunnels or white light, but, I was different.
NIKITA: How?
JURGEN: Everything was clear. I ah, I realized it didn't matter where I was -- it was a state of mind. People on the outside, they, they're not freer than we are. Nikita, if you don't mind, I'd like to ask you a few questions about Michael
NIKITA: Yeah?
MICHAEL: Josephine.
COMMON AREA
NIKITA: Birkoff, what's going on?
BIRKOFF: Uh, waiting for a confirm on a location.
NIKITA: There's no briefing? Michael called me in.
BIRKOFF: Nope.
NIKITA: So, we're not going out?
BIRKOFF: Not until I get this intel.
Nikita walks to Michael’s office.
NIKITA: What's up?
MICHAEL: Why were you with Jurgen?
NIKITA: That's why you called me in?
MICHAEL: We've been through this. He can hurt us. You shouldn't be talking to him.
NIKITA: I guess I don't agree with you.
MICHAEL: I'm not arguing with you, I'm telling you. Stay away from him.
NIKITA: Michael, you've been in Section too long. You're paranoid about everything. Jurgen doesn't want to hurt anybody. He's a decent person. Why can't you accept that?
MICHAEL: Did Jurgen tell you about his past?
NIKITA: No. Not yet.
MICHAEL: Have a look. Seven different identities by the time he was captured. The jury didn't convict him on his first murder charge. He convinced them he was innocent. He wasn't. The second time around he wasn't so lucky.
NIKITA: (reading) Committed suicide while waiting to be sentenced.
MICHAEL: Jurgen is never what he seems to be. He reads people, gives them what they want…then destroys them.
NIKITA: Is that what you think? He wants to destroy me?
MICHAEL: If you're a hammer, you treat everything as if it were a nail. Jurgen has only one way of seeing the world.
NIKITA: Well, thanks for the enlightenment, Michael. Can I go now? I was just curious. That night we had together, did it happen or was it just a dream?
Birkoff knocks and enters Michael’s office.
BIRKOFF: We found Pontriargan, but we're going to have to move fast.
Nikita leaves.
BIRKOFF: Should I call in your team?
MICHAEL: No. I'll do it.
STORAGE FACILITY
MICHAEL: Jurgen, are you in position?
JURGEN: Yeah. We'll we ready when they come out.
MICHAEL: Don't wait. Take them now.
JURGEN: Why run the risk? The P.O.S. is almost as high from here, and we're not exposed.
MICHAEL: Just do it.
JURGEN: What are you trying to pull, Michael? I'll lose half my Team.
MICHAEL: Conversation's over. Move in.
JURGEN: You heard it. Point one, ten seconds.
Weapons fire and shouts ensue.
JURGEN: Target's secured.
MICHAEL: Loss?
JURGEN: Three down, one injured.
MICHAEL: Medical's on its way. Bring in Pontriargan.
COMM
OPERATIONS: Has he transferred, yet?
BIRKOFF: A little while ago. She's just getting some final details.
OPERATIONS: And?
BIRKOFF: Red Cell did contract Helix. Bombing of a chemical plant in Tripoli.
OPERATIONS: Tripoli? Good, let them do it.
BIRKOFF: What?
OPERATIONS: It’s a target we've had on our list for a while. We'll get them on the way out. See, every once in a while you get lucky.
BIRKOFF: I guess.
FEMALE OPERATIVE: Sir?
OPERATIONS: I'm here.
FEMALE OPERATIVE: Nikita's waiting for you.
OPERATION'S OFFICE
OPERATIONS: Nikita?
NIKITA: Yes?
OPERATIONS: Seven months ago, I sentenced you to death. How you managed to survive the Freedom League incident is still unclear…but that doesn't matter now. You've re-assimilated and you seem to be on the top of your game. I won't mince words. I've had my doubts about you since you've joined us. But if you continue to perform like this, we'll get along fine. You're back on full status.
COMMON AREA
NIKITA: When did you get back?
MICHAEL: About an hour ago.
NIKITA: How did it go?
MICHAEL: Well. What are you doing here?
NIKITA: Operations wanted to see me. I'm back on full status.
MICHAEL: Good.
NIKITA: Jurgen?
JURGEN: Baker's dead.
MICHAEL: I'm sorry.
JURGEN: You're sorry! That's all you have to say? You killed three of my men.
MICHAEL: If we waited 'till he came out, it would have been a bloodbath.
JURGEN: That's crap! You want me dead, do it yourself!
SECTION
Jurgen and Michael fight, hand to hand.
NIKITA: What are they going to do to each other?
WALTER: Come to terms. Sometimes it’s better to keep thing primal.
NIKITA'S APARTMENT
NIKITA: Hi.
JURGEN: Hi. What are you doing?
NIKITA: Oh, just a little redecorating.
JURGEN: I need to clear a few things up.
NIKITA: Good idea. Come in. Can I get you something to drink?
JURGEN: No thanks. I just came by to say something, then I'll go. I don't know the details but, I do know that you and Michael have a connection and you both work very hard at keeping it private.
NIKITA: Obviously, not hard enough.
JURGEN: So, I guess I was wondering if there's a place for me in your life.
NIKITA: There could be.
JURGEN: If?
NIKITA: Ah, Michael...Michael showed me your file. Now, I'm not judging anybody, but...
JURGEN: Don't even tell me.
NIKITA: What?
JURGEN: Who was I? A serial killer? A subway bomber? Or did I rape my sister?
NIKITA: What are you saying?
JURGEN: Whatever Michael showed you, is exactly what he wanted you to see. I was a Special Forces soldier. Almost everybody in our unit was killed because my CO sent us on an insane mission. When it was all over, I blew. These were my best friends in the world and he sent them to their death.
NIKITA: So what did you do?
JURGEN: I killed him. Michael loves you, Nikita. I could grow to love you. But I could also live without you. I'm not sure if he can.
MADELINE'S OFFICE
MICHAEL: You wanted to see me?
MADELINE: By the end of the day we'll have all the intel we're going to get on Helix.
MICHAEL: I thought we already had the end game?
MADELINE: If this were an ordinary group, that would be enough. The psychological profile of these six men is a little different than we're used to.
MICHAEL: In what way?
MADELINE: They are a precision, synchronized team that has the ability to act without fear or emotion. We're up against a machine.
MICHAEL: Should I pull from abeyance?
MADELINE: No. We need our best people. This is what we're up against. Helix is going to cripple the facility. We're not interrupting their tactical -- let them take it out -- but we will have to be on top of them to get them as they exit.
MICHAEL: We'll need to be inside the perimeter.
MADELINE: You'll have two enemies; Helix and the refinery they're attacking.
MICHAEL: It will have to be a small team.
MADELINE: Take Nikita, Anderson, Strum and Jurgen. Is there a problem?
MICHAEL: No.
MADELINE: Because there's been entirely too much externalizing of emotion lately. You can be sure Helix won't be thinking about anything but their target.
MUNITIONS
NIKITA: Walter, what did Jurgen do to get inside Section?
WALTER: I don't know. Why?
NIKITA: Oh, he told me one thing; Michael told me another.
WALTER: Don't get into it with these guys, Sugar. They operate on a whole other level.
NIKITA: Michael showed me his file.
WALTER: He can show you anything he wants -- doesn't make it true.
NIKITA: What, could he just modify the data?
WALTER: Sure. I'm not saying Michael did anything. But, if he did, I'll bet it was for your own good.
CHEMICAL REFINERY
BIRKOFF: I'm picking up a signal. Michael, do you have visual?
MICHAEL: I've got them. Are we clear?
BIRKOFF: Yeah, they planted the charges. Go clean them up. You have two minutes.
MICHAEL: All right, we're live. Let's do it.
Michael breaks the neck of the first hostile.
MICHAEL: One down. Okay, Birkoff, you should be hot.
BIRKOFF: Got 'em. I'm jamming their channels and sending their coordinates now.
MICHAEL: Strum, take two and five. Jurgen, take three. Nikita, four's right behind you.
Nikita and her hostile scuffle. When he accidentally opens a container, an acidic substance sprays on him.
NIKITA: Four down.
BIRKOFF: Okay, Nikita. Get to exit point and wait.
NIKITA: Anybody need backup?
BIRKOFF: No. The last one's pinned in the silo. Michael's got him.
Nikita sees Michael shoot Jurgen in the leg.
MICHAEL: I couldn't get the last one out. I had to plant a charge. I tried to warn you, but your comm link was down. Birkoff, get us out of here.
BIRKOFF: Mobile comm's waiting.
The refinery explodes.
SECTION: MEDICAL
NIKITA: Hi.
JURGEN: Hi.
NIKITA: So, when are you getting out of here?
JURGEN: In the morning. I'll be fine. Michael saved my life.
NIKITA: Yes, he did. I was going to the lake tomorrow. I mean, if you feel up to it .
JURGEN: I'd like that.
CORRIDOR
MICHAEL: Good work.
NIKITA: Thanks.
MICHAEL: Where are you going?
NIKITA: Grab something to eat.
MICHAEL: Want some company?
NIKITA: Not really.
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