Nikita

Project Leader requesting detainee review.

Countersign.

Alpha Moon Three.

Name?

Classified.

Inter-departmental task force.

But, uh, deputy director Kendrick sends his regards.

We got visitors.

H-hello?

Who's there? Hello?

Bit stuffy around here, huh?

The plan, I guess.

Keep you uncomfortable; Off balance.

Just imagine the hell they put you through in here.

But I'm here to change all that.

I'm here to get you out.

All I ask in return is...

Well, the same thing the CIA wanted all this time.

See, I'm not with the CIA.

I don't play by their rules.

And if you need proof of that, just know that I'm the man

that ran the group that captured you five years ago.

Do you know where she is?

She?

You mean the one responsible for your being in here.

Unfortunately... she and I had a little bit of a falling out.

But you know how to get to her.

If I did... Could we come to an agreement?

You help me find her, and you've got a deal.

I didn't realize you were going for the medal round.

Well, I don't want you to settle for the silver.

No way, gold all the way.

Speaking of, you've got a lot of it.

What are you gonna do now that you've cashed out

your share of the Udinov fortune?

I don't know.

It doesn't even seem real.

It is. Real enough to buy you a life somewhere else.

Yeah, what am I gonna do?

Just sit on a beach and sip drinks from a coconut?

I can't do that. I've seen too much.

It's like I told my mother.

There are people out there who have to be stopped,

and I want to be a part of that fight.

Just like you.

I mean, the bigger question is, what are you gonna do?

Well, the deal with senator Pierce was that we stop Division

and we get our presidential pardon.

We've done our part.

Amanda and Ari are on the run, Percy's in the wind,

so now it's up to her.

And then what?

You and Michael gonna trade in

your cloaks and daggers for barbecue aprons?

Head toward the nearest white picket fence?

That is what you guys want, right?

A life where you're not evading hit men,

dodging the odd predator drone?

That was the plan.

So what's the problem?

I don't know.

It's like you guys need some kind

of life and death crisis just to make it work.

It seems like when it comes to our future,

Nikita and I are in some kind of holding pattern.

I didn't wanna push it.

Baby steps, you know?

Yeah, and maybe it's time for you to take

some grown-up steps, huh?

Looks like it's one of senator Pierce's lines.

Welcome to the show, caller, you're on the air.

Sean, we should get going.

It's me. The black market arms contractor

passed along word of a weapons request

from a domestic covert group.

CIA says it's not them, which means...

Division.

Division doing business without Amanda?

It matches up with some recent chatter about

a string of weapons caches being emptied in Europe and Asia.

Thank you.

According to my mother, these caches were set up

by Division, but not by Amanda.

- Dates back before her time. - Percy.

Percy back at Division? How?

Must have got in while Amanda was gone.

Staged a coup.

Must have found evidence of her double dealing.

I did send Sonya that video of Amanda

addressing the Zetrov board.

Well, what? I thought it was gonna help bring Amanda down.

How was I supposed to know Lex Luthor was in the building?

I'm not taking any chances.

I'm taking my mother to a safe house.

Who knows how far Percy will go

to kill the last member of Oversight?

Get her out!

Get her out now!

What the hell was that?

Sean?

Sean are you there?

No!

Report?

The blast occurred three minutes ago

near the corner of m and 16th.

Sonar imaging suggests that there were

at least four casualties...

Two in the car and two outside.

Who was the target?

According to secret service records,

the car was assigned to senator Madeline Pierce.

Should we alert our assets in the area

in case there are plans for further attacks?

No.

The person behind this doesn't have a plan.

At least not a good one.

- Hello? - Sean.

Are you okay?

My mother is dead.

Sean.

This was Percy.

We don't know that, okay?

- We still need... - This was Percy.

And I'm going to find him now.

Keep him calm, all right?

He's not thinking straight. We need more information.

Nikita?

There's a traffic cam near Dupont circle.

- Brant. - Who?

He was a Division... target I took out a few years ago.

Brant has taken me into his inner circle

but he hasn't dropped where the nuclear materials are yet.

Wouldn't have thought 20 pounds of plutonium-239

would be that easy to hide.

When's the deal going down?

He meets with the Egyptian Islamic jihad on Tuesday.

Well, needless to say, that can't happen.

So we have three days to secure the package.

Sir, I am close.

After that, bring him in with or without the plutonium.

- Clear? - Yes, sir.

You still have time to work your magic.

No other girl's lasted this long in Brant's rotation.

You must be making quite an impression.

Look, I know these assignments are distasteful.

But sometimes we have to do them.

You see that, don't you?

The other day, Brant was unhappy with an engineer.

He said he was taking too long making a bomb casing.

So he brought in the guy's wife

and broke her arms right in front of him.

Said she wouldn't get off so easy next time,

that he'd go after their daughter too.

So, yes, I know what I have to do.

And sir, when we do bring Brant in,

I'd like five minutes alone with him in a room with no cameras.

I wanna show him there are women out there who can hurt him too.

Two days later, they, um, they brought Brant in,

but we never found the plutonium.

Percy handed him over to the CIA and they took over the search.

They never recovered it either.

They've been torturing him for the information at a black site

in Norway for the last five years.

Broke out last week, killing three agents in the process.

Looks like he had outside help too.

- Who? - There's only one person

who could have told Brant my connection to Madeline.

But why is Percy working with this freak?

The plutonium.

Brant's gonna give Percy the plutonium.

Damn.

Percy's going nuclear.

What were you thinking?

Same thing I've been thinking for five years.

I gave you the Madeline Pierce information,

assuming you would use a degree of discretion.

There were plenty of ways of getting Nikita's attention.

Ways that did not involve

blowing up a United States senator.

You've got your methods, I've got mine.

Yes and courtesy of your methods,

we now have a national spotlight shining on our activities.

That's right, and now there'll be a big funeral

with lots of people in attendance.

Including her son.

The one you told me works with Nikita.

I will draw her out.

You are not seriously thinking of attacking that funeral.

The place is gonna be a fortress.

Which is why I need security plans for the event.

Physical layout, guard deployment, personnel numbers

for the police, FBI and the secret service.

You can get that, right?

So... you make this mess...

And then you want my help wading through it?

I don't have Nikita yet.

Our deal... Is that you give me Nikita.

Or do you not want that plutonium?

Sean.

I'm so sorry.