Nikita

It's not my blood.

Don't worry.

We took the hit for you.

Where in the world is Nikita Mears?

Today marks the first hundred days

since the assassination of President Kathleen Spencer,

and still the search drags on for her assailant,

who bears the notorious label

of the most wanted woman in the world.

But like most things we desperately want,

Ms. Mears continues to elude our grasp.

With me today is Deputy Director Matthew Graham,

head of the FBI's task force on Mears.

Matt.

Dale.

Where the heck is she?

Come on, it's been a few months.

You can't blame us if we start to worry about our safety.

Your viewers have nothing to worry about.

Not my viewers, the American public,

and they beg to differ.

Because if it's really that easy

to kill the most protected person in the world,

then none of us are safe.

Your viewers have nothing to worry about.

First of all, rest easy in the knowledge

that wherever Nikita Mears is hiding,

she is nowhere near the United States.

And today, the Bureau is reinforcing its commitment

to capturing Nikita

with an increase in the reward to $30 million

for any information assisting in that capture.

30 million, okay.

So that's 5 million more than Osama bin Laden's bounty,

and it only took ten years to find him.

So what, seven, eight years?

Well, Osama bin Laden had help.

- He was being sheltered. - And you're saying she's not?

I can neither confirm nor deny any information

that would jeopardize our investigation.

Okay then, let's speculate.

What would your guess be?

Because it's really hard to imagine

how anyone could evade capture

and survive all on their own.

If she has help, maybe it's the same people

who helped her escape the White House

after shooting President Spencer

inside the Oval Office.

Perhaps they're also members of the President's death squad.

There is no death squad.

So you're saying Senator Coto misspoke

when he ordered an investigation

of the Executive Death Squad

that Spencer was running with the late Commander Danforth,

of which Nikita was alleged to be a member.

Explains how she got into the White House at least.

That is a separate investigation.

Can we at least agree that the word "squad" suggests...

If you want to talk about that investigation...

Can we at least agree that the word "squad"

suggests more than one person?

Hands in the air, right now!

Walk towards me.

It is her.

Okay, on the ground, face down, now!

Because here's what I speculate.

You don't want her to be found,

because that means exposing

what every American has grown to fear

more than any foreign enemy, and that, sir,

is the Parallel State.

Hey, hey.

Can I take that as confirmation or denial?

It's her. Boston field office is closest.

They're scrambling a chopper.

Yeah?

No, officer, I understand.

You did the right thing.

Just keep her pinned down until our tactical team arrives.

And under no circumstances should you try and approach her.

Sir, she's unarmed on the ground.

- We got her. - Do not approach.

The feds want the collar.

Cuff her ass.

Put your hands behind your back.

I've just been informed that Deputy Director Graham

has been called away on urgent business.

Urgent, convenient, whatever.

It won't stop me from asking the important questions

I promised you I'd ask.

For example, how is Nikita Mears alive in the first place?

According to the state of New Jersey,

she was executed ten years ago

for killing a Newark police officer.

Who the hell has the kind of juice

to fake an execution?

As incredible as it sounds,

the death of the President

is just the tip of the iceberg.

We demand to know the whole truth.

And I promise you, I won't rest until I...

Has new material arrived ahead of schedule?

No. Nikita has arrived.

Our drones spotted her crossing the border

into the United States.

We've sent an anonymous tip to the local authorities.

Hmm. Interactive television.

You don't seem surprised.

I knew she couldn't stay away forever.

But why now? Why take the risk?

What's she after?

You.

And me. We ruined her life.

Nikita's not the type to let something like that go.

But don't worry about her.

There are more disturbing things on television.

...we rescued last night from these containers,

much like the one I was in when I was taken...

Ms. Udinov has been considerably easier to track.

Yes, but who is tracking whom?

She's shut down three of our supply centers

for human subjects in the last two months.

Cosmetic damage.

We only need to tolerate her for a little while longer.

I do this to help others like me.

It's Nikita who's alive past schedule.

What happened to us was terrible,

but it does not have to define us.

Victim, survivor...

...meddling bitch.

That last one was bestowed on me

from a slaver in Burundi last week.

But it doesn't matter what they call me.

What matters is my message

to those who are engaged in the buying and selling

of human beings.

No matter how powerful

or unstoppable you think you are,

we will find you,

we will expose you, and we will stop you.

That was a very powerful speech, Miss Udinov.

Thank you for coming and sharing with us.

I only hope it inspires others to join your fight.

I know how hard you've been working

to stop trafficking in Mumbai.

I just wish there was more that I could do to help.

You could stop taking over their territory

after you put them out of business.

That'd be helpful.

Okay, tracker's on her. How's the signal?

Signal's strong, but...

Sonya, trust me. She will lead us to the shop.

She's their favorite kind of trafficker,

corrupt government official.

I just got a call from the guys.

Nikita has come out of hiding.

Seems she's back in the states.

What? Where's Michael?

Where do you think?

Should we head back?

Finding the shop is the best way to find Amanda

and clear Nikita's name.

But if she gets herself caught it could be too late.

No, she must have a plan.

And she'd want us to stick to ours.

You're gonna need a bigger coffee

before we dive into your call sheet.

Everyone wants to find out what you know

about Nikita's return.

Still no leads on her?

Just the car she left behind,

courtesy of Barney Fife and his merry band of idiots.

Then everyone can wait. I wanna keep my day clear.

If anything breaks, I wanna be ready to go on the air.

Okay.

New LCD TV just got in.

Thanks.

Dale Gordon.

Big fan.

Put your hands down. Have a seat.

How did you get in here? This is a secure building.

There's cameras everywhere.

Just like the White House, Dale.

Feel safer now?

Do you?

You were a ghost.

No one could find you.

Now you're inside of a building filled with journalists

desperate for a lead on you

in the largest city

of the most powerful nation on the planet

who calls for your blood.

Stop writing copy, Dale, okay?

You're better at asking questions.

Why don't we just stick to that?

You... you want me to...

to interview you?

While the FBI is conducting the largest manhunt...

I'm not worried about the FBI.