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Zap, you fucking moron, huh?

If you'd just wait, I got keys to open it.

I zapped it.

"I zapped it. I zapped it." Is that all you were born for, to zap things?

You're a real moron, you know?

I grew up here.

Great, then I bet you know where to find the stuff.

Then we won't waste a second, huh? Right.

Gotta have it.

You'll have it, my angel.

Yeah, well, you'd better get a move on, because I'm going down there myself.

I'm going to make them wish they'd picked another line of work.

You have it?

It's coming. It's coming. Be patient!

Coyotte! Go, moron!

For Christ's sake!

Shit!

Where is it?

What's the matter with you assholes? Turn the lights off.

What do you know, a whole gang of little punks.

What are you looking for besides trouble?

Coyotte's father, huh? Huh?

Antoine?

Papa?

It can't be you.

We're desperate.

Gonna put a hole in your boy, Daddy, huh? Huh?

I'll kill you!

Do it, Zap!

Is that all? This way! This way! My name's Rico! My name's Rico!

Zap, yeah!

Do it! Do it! Do it, Zap!

Do it, Zap, huh? Don't miss anything, huh?

Go on zapping everything!

Everything, Rico! I'm zapping everything!

Zap! Zap! Zap!

No more?

Shut up.

Shut up, I said!

Let's go. Let's go.

Hands behind your back.

Spread your legs. Spread them out!

Name, full name.

Nikita.

A piece of advice, sweetheart.

Drop the act.

You might think it's funny, but I'm on to you.

Got it?

Got it.

You might want to take a small break.

She's fine. She's fine. I know her type.

It's all a game.

Can I write it?

Good girl. Now, write your full name, first and last, huh?

My name is Nikita!

After careful deliberation we declare the accused guilty...

of having in the community of St. Denis...

committed the willful murders of Georges Henri...

Gr�goire Anderson and Michel Terlin...

law enforcement agents killed in the line of duty.

As to the question of extenuating circumstances...

the jury has found none in this matter.

Consequently, in accordance with article 304 of the criminal code...

the defendant is hereby sentenced to life imprisonment.

There is no question of review for parole for 30 years.

Court is adjourned.

Thirty years.

I'll kill you all!

I'll kill you all!

Let me go, asshole!

Let me go!

I'll kill you all!

Get her out of here.

Mister, please. You have no right.

But I'm supposed to go to prison.

We must find Mama.

She's been informed.

But isn't she supposed to be with me?

Please try. I must see Mama.

Maybe this whole thing is a big mistake.

She'll find me here. You'll see.

You have to wait till I see Mama!

Mama.

Morning.

Tell me your name, please.

That's quite a pretty name.

Where does it come from?

- An old song. - What are the words to that song?

Mister, just tell me. Is this God's heaven?

No, but it's a possibility.

Officially you're deceased as of Monday at 6:00.

The prison doctor confirmed that you committed suicide...

by taking a massive dose of tranquilizers.

You were buried at the cemetery at Maisons-Alfort, aisle seven, number 30.

Titi. That's Titi.

Let's just say I work for the government...

and they decided to give you a new chance to make amends.

What's involved?

A rebirth.

You'll be taught reading, smiling, speaking, walking, even how to fight.

You'll be starting all over.

- But what for? - To serve the state.

And suppose I refuse?

Aisle seven, number 30.

Would you mind if I slept before I give you my answer?

I'll give you one hour.

Asshole!

- How do we get out of here? - Right in front.

- Who are all these shitheads? - Employees.

Nobody move! Everything's fine!

My ass it is! Nothing's fine!

It's under control.

- Open it up. - Nobody leaves.

Tell them to open the door!

They won't open it.

- I'll blow your head off! - Just put it down.

Let go. Stop it now. Let go of me!

Hold it.

Now put it down.

All right, all right. Go back to your desks.

I always leave the first chamber empty.

That ought to clip your wings for a while.

Have you made up your mind?

That's fine.

Forms for you to sign.

Think I can make it?

You can make it.

I'm going to start you with a fairly easy program.

It's like a typewriter keyboard exactly. It's got letters and numbers.

That's the mouse. There's a small roller underneath.

When you move it there, it moves the arrow on the screen.

Good. If you press it, you can make images, drawings.

Try it.

There you go. Easy. Too fast, too fast.

That's too fast. Wait a minute.

Now, bring up the arrow back here, back in the corner right over here.

Go on. Bring it back in the corner right here.

That's fine. Now, you press here.

Very good.

Again.

These are the firearms we generally use.

Let's start with the simplest weapon... Beretta 93R.

Nine millimeter, Parabellum, 20-round clip.

Never underrate a fatal weapon.

Before I demonstrate the firing position...

I want you to be familiar with this beast.

Mark at ten meters.

You shot one before.

Never on paper.

Eight, nine, ten.

Keep it nice and round.

Okay.

- You're up. Let's go. - My leg's bothering me.

No problem. We'll just test your reflexes.

It's very simple.

In position.

I'll maintain a defensive stance...

and you will try to hit me in the face.

Next one up.

Sit down there.

My dear girl, right now you don't really look like much.

Chewing gum.

But if our efforts are repeated in mutual...

and if God smiles upon us...

we will then be able to make you look like a human being...

a step, an intermediate one, but necessary...

before we have what's essential to a man...

a woman.

Are you pleased?

How about giving me your definition of grace?

It would sound silly.

Maybe so, then at least you should smile more.

You've always got that when you can't respond.

It won't make you more intelligent...

but it's more enjoyable for those who have to watch.

And if you have it...

perhaps its fragility gives my girl an advantage.

A smile.

A smile...

and soon you'll have its power...

as if from your very soul.

Shall we fix up the wig?

It's been going all right?

I wish it were gone already.

We've acquired a sense of humor. That's very promising.

- You friends with anybody? - Yeah, I'm in real tight with my mouse.

How about a drink at a bar somewhere?

Not just yet.

Don't we ever get any rest in this factory?

Never.

The wig becomes you.

Next week I'll be 20 years old.

What about giving me a pass for just the weekend?

Have me followed?

How are ya? I got a program to die for.

I'm glad you're here.

For you.

May I open it?

Had a mouse named Isher and I loved Isher

Then I found a fellow who had a face like Isher did

Stretch! That's it. Stretch it out. Good.

Now back and forward.

Bring the left leg forward.

Yeah, for two months she's been nothing but trouble.

You picked up a failure.

She has enormous potential.

What potential?

Up till now, except for temper tantrums and biting instructors...

you tell me what she's capable of.

The best ones always take more training time.

Six, seven years sometimes.

Oh, come on.

You've got two weeks for her to show any progress...

or that will be the end of her.

- But who are you? - I don't know.

- Wait. Wait. You are... - Yes.

- Why are you in my arms, my darling? - I don't know.

But it's too late now.

After all, maybe it's only a dream.

Oh, my love.

You've made a lot of progress, mainly in dance...

and also in painting.

But in all the other subjects...

nothing, zilch...

zero.

Wait for me.

For your birthday.

Go ahead.

We have two weeks to prove you're worthy, Nikita.

After that, there's nothing more I can do for you.

Nothing at all.

It's my hands you're looking at?

They were pretty once...

but that's the past.

You were like me before?

Let go and you'll find what pleases.

The pleasure of the feminine.

And remember...

there are only two things without limit.

Femininity...

and the means to exploit it.

I don't believe it. You're not ready yet?

- You're too uptight, Amande. - It's five to.

If there is one thing I hate, it is being late.

You said waiting increases desire.

Slip this on.

You're really going to be late.

I still have work to do on the computer.

- Enough already. - One minute.

You're very beautiful.

- You're dining with me? - Yes.

- What's the occasion? - It's your birthday, your 23rd.

What a good memory.

Amande, we have company.

Perhaps you'd join me for dinner...

out.

Should I?

The usual?

You know that you can put your purse down.

Now look at this. A little magic.

Not just yet.

Taittinger, vintage champagne, '78.

- Enjoy it. - Thank you.

To your future.

May I now?

It's loaded. The bullets are titanium and an extra clip in case you need it.

This doesn't make sense.

There are three guests at a table behind you.

A woman in bright orange and two men in formal attire.

One is a guard. The other is a VIP. He's your target. Shot him twice.

When you're done, go downstairs to the men's room.

In the last booth, there's a small window through which a woman will fit.

You'll be in an inner courtyard.

Then there's a long hallway that brings you to the street.

There will be a driver waiting for about two minutes.

No more.

I'd like you to wait till I'm out of here.

Hey, look down there.

Eddy!

Move over.

Stay there.

Jos�!

I have it.

Hey, miss! Hey! Stop! Come back here!

Open it up.

She's... There's a problem at the door.

Miss...

Damn it, you moron! Just let me in!

Bob, they had it bricked over.

The window was bricked over!

Of course it was bricked.

- You son of a bitch! - Stop it!

- You son of a bitch! - Stop it, Nikita!

- I hate you! - It's over now! It's over.

- I hate you! - You get out tomorrow!

You get out tomorrow!

Now just calm down. Damn it!

We have to...

We have to do this sort of exercise before releasing you from the center.

You've done well, Nikita.

Tonight...

and all these years.

I will miss you.

It's the last kiss you'll get from me.

Just what kind of mission do you have in mind for her?

S1.

You're as ambitious as you ever were.

Don't sit down.

Six months' setup time. No more. I want her ready by September.

Let me be very blunt. Had they left it to me, I would have let you die.

You'd better lie low.

There won't be any warnings. Is that clear?

- How many are mine? - Two maximum.

Jeannot.

Marie Cl�ment from Sarlat, a nurse at the Salp�tri�re.

The bank's in front of the hospital, you'll receive a payment each month.

Passport, driver's license, plus some money to start with.

For your missions you'll go by the name...

Jos�phine.

Good luck to you.

I'm scared.

The worst part's over.

Second floor, very bright, central heating...

and the best part is it's available now.

Perfect.

Perfect.

Excuse me. You in a big rush, huh?

No, I'm not.

I hope not, because I got problems with my register.

It only works when it lights, and the belt broke down this morning.

I have lots of time.

Must be nice. Let's make a pile here. We'll go through it.

Ravioli.

Why, more ravioli.

Forgive me. I'm slow, but I've only worked here two days.

But it's very complicated.

Crackers. You hand-painted your shirt?

What would you guess? Anyway, it can't be more than ten francs.

Ten francs.

What are you doing after work?

Nothing really.

Want to have dinner with me?

Ten francs.

It's not finished.

You know, I'm a bit embarrassed.

Usually I'm the one who does the asking.

You've completely thrown me off. I don't know what to say.

Doesn't bother me.

Yeah, well, it shouldn't bother you.

It's good.

Someone told a joke to me at work this morning.

Want to hear it?

Nope?

Yeah, well, I better eat while it's hot.

You know this could be dangerous.

What's the worst that could happen?

Leftovers?

You said you'd have breakfast ready.

I put the kettle on.

Yeah, right. Don't overdo it.

The princess is served.

All yours. Because I should go.

The princess slept all right?

Yeah.

So what do you say we invite L�on for dinner?

Good.

The guy's really been missing Britanny the past week.

I'll make us cr�pes.

Make cr�pes? You?

We might be partners soon.

- Doing what? - We want to design boats.

- You know how to swim? - L�on's a good guy.

Yeah, but he can't find his way out of a paper bag.

You're so cruel.

- You might want to invite your friend. - Who's that?

You told me you met one of your friends in a boutique. A blond...

Last week, I think.

Yeah, but I wouldn't call her such a good friend.

Invite her for dinner and you may become good friends.

If it doesn't work out, she'll help L�on out of his bag.

We're a good match.

We've been together for six months.

Why don't you ever bring anyone home?

No parents, no friends.

Nobody.

I only love you.

Oh, no. Rescued just in time.

- What? - The George V bar in one hour.

Who's that?

Hospital. I'm on call.

Do you have a light?

Downstairs at the R�gina's in an hour.

Don't move.

Your legs apart.

Excuse me.

That's for you.

What do I do now?

Sit down.

Good morning. Room service.

We'll be right up.

Now what happens?

You can go home.

That's all?

- Yes? - It's Bob.

- How are you? - I'm fine. Just fine.

I just wanted to congratulate you. I'm glad your first job went so well.

Thank you.

Is everything else going well?

Yeah, real well.

I'm engaged.

That's nice.

I'm glad everything's working out for you.

I have to go now. Good luck on your next assignment.

Yes?

I'd like you over for dinner at my place.

I'd be delighted.

Right? Uncle Bob.

Come in. Nice tie. She's still getting ready.

I'll give you a hand. You have your hands full.

You shouldn't have. The flowers, I mean.

Champagne suits me fine.

I'm so pleased to get to...

To know you. It's...

You are the first member of the family I've met.

The others are a pain in the butt.

I better put it in the fridge while it's still warm.

It's delicious, remarkable. It's so fine and light.

Stop with all the compliments. My head's getting way too big.

So one more little one, but that's all.

I haven't seen her for a long time, and I just find her...

I just find her radiant.

- I have to give you credit. - I have a subterranean charm.

Most aren't able to see it right away.

You could go ten years without noticing.

There.

Tell me. You might not believe it, but I know nothing about her childhood.

Tell me about when she was about ten.

You promised.

I promised I wouldn't ask you, not him.

See? She won't let me ask you a single question.

Do I press you for things?

Never, but I wouldn't mind.

But I love you just the same.

Yeah, well. You see? A brick wall.

So I've heard.

She was so beautiful then.

She wore pigtails when she was only eight.

And she always hung around with her cousin Caroline.

And only Caroline could braid Marie's pigtail.

No one else.

She always had a ribbon in her hair...

and she only wore white dresses.

I only saw her in the summer...

when the family would rent a house in the country.

Counting all the cousins and neighbors...

there were at least 20 kids running around getting into trouble.

Marie had a very special talent...

imitating frogs.

She'd sneak down to the pond whenever she could.

She'd jump in the mud croaking until every kid fell down laughing.

She'd come back, dripping and soaking wet...

and every time she would use the same excuse.

"It was just an accident"...

with that small voice she had.

She hasn't changed much, you know.

Has Marie ever told you what I do for a living?

I'm not allowed to ask any questions.

I've been working as a travel agent.

It includes some nice perks here and there.

Two tickets for Venice.

It's my engagement present.

- I don't know what to say. - Well, say nothing.

Real wood.

I'm talking to myself.

Look at me!

Watch your step.

Thank you.

This way.

Oh, no, not more gondola.

More gondola, more gondola.

Gondolier...

from Venice!

I want you.

- I'm thirsty too. - Me too.

- Hungry too. - Me too.

Copycat. Pull off my skirt.

Right away.

Now come on. Pull!

Hold this up for me.

We'd like one side order of ham San Daniele, one assortment of cheese...

and two bottles of water because we sweat like pigs when we make love.

She's crazy.

What did they have to say?

They should have the same problem at home.

It's good to be here.

Don't budge.

Yeah.

There's a secret compartment in the bathroom cabinet.

All right. Make it a green salad instead, please.

Thank you.

There is no more San Daniele.

Get me the manager.

I'm gonna pour a bath.

Just relax and take care of room service.

Jos�phine in position.

The first elements are under the sink.

Assembly complete.

Open the window.

- How am I supposed to open the window? - You'll work it out.

Sweetheart?

What?

You know what I'm thinking?

Of the moment I first saw you in the store. You were so beautiful.

I thought, "Life can play such dirty tricks...

because I'll never have a girl like that to share my life.

To be with me.

Never."

Now we are both here. Together.

There's a white boat on the canal...

with a driver in a blue shirt.

To the left, there are two people waiting outside a door.

Take aim and be ready.

We're waiting for orders.

- Yeah? - Can we talk?

Okay, but don't come in.

I don't want to bother you with my questions.

I don't know...

what you did or what happened that got you to this point...

so wound up.

But I think about it once in a while, you know?

And I imagine the worst.

The worst would be a relief.

- What is it? - Room service.

Coming.

Stop, stop. I thought you were out of ham.

Never mind. No big deal.

- How many targets? - Only one, but two shots.

- How do I single him out? - I don't have that information yet.

Stand by. Target will be visible in ten seconds.

- Which one is he? - I don't have that information yet.

- Which one, damn it? - The woman.

The woman in brown.

The woman, damn it!

What are you doing? The woman!

What's wrong? Why don't you answer?

You promised not to come in.

I know, but I heard some noise.

Damn it, for half an hour I've been talking from behind the door.

You might answer me.

You didn't hear a word?

All right.

Here. For the road.

Miss?

Chocolate. Thank you.

Want to know how I spent my vacation, is that it?

I'm getting to know you and your sadistic ways.

You're mad.

Totally sick.

You just used me to play your cruel little game.

It's so good to see you.

I'm guess I'm nostalgic for the times I had you all to myself.

It's an ambassador. In six months, he returns home.

You have to get him before he leaves. It's your show. Choose your team.

You have six months. They want a nice, clean job.

I thought of you.

You're always combining two things at once.

The vagaries of love.

Not impressed with your new plant?

There we are. That's much better.

No more Mr. Cashier because after today, I'm finished.

- I quit. - You'll make boats?

- You bet I will. - Let's celebrate.

But of course.

Who taught you how to smile like that?

You did.

I think we should move.

I believe that something more spacious would suit you better.

He went into number nine to see one of his mistresses.

It'll be about a two-hour wait.

You have a light?

See you later.

Sorry, I got held up.

Maximilien Jedreck. Stationed in Paris for seven years.

He acquires information from all parties...

keeps it in a safe at the embassy until he can take it home with him.

Classic.

- What kind of information? - All kinds.

Governmental, scientific, corporate.

Who's the girl?

Anne-Marie something or other. They've dated about two years.

She sells paintings. Apparently, she's clean.

In fact, we're not really interested in him.

What we really want is to get the companies that are selling him the data.

To get them, we need proof.

And all that proof's in the embassy safe, right?

- Yeah, and the keys are in his pocket. - At least we know where to look.

Right now, relations with the embassy are rather strained, so go easy.

You can't hurt the ambassador.

It should be a finesse job, not a tour de force.

Anybody home?

You shouldn't scare me like that.

How can you work at a hospital and still smell so damn good?

Strong perfume.

You've worked midnights for three months but you tell me nothing about it.

Tonight it's over.

It's much more work than I thought.

She told me you might be here.

Marie-H�l�ne. Didn't she tell you?

No, she didn't.

I'll just be two minutes.

Well, what do you think of it?

It's okay.

Carrying it up five stories will make a painting worth twice as much.

What can I get you to drink?

Some whiskey.

You have worked with Anne-Marie how long?

Every now and then. My father owns a gallery near hers.

On the same avenue?

Yeah, but up a block.

Up a block, up a block.

Ah, of course.

Many thanks.

It's up just past the gallery of Finland.

Ah, you've been there.

Drink it.

Glug, glug.

Now down on the couch. You're gonna sleep a little.

Christian, it's just a cleaning lady on her way up.

Okay, I've got it.

Yeah?

The ambassador uses a password with his guards.

- But we know the password. - They changed it this morning.

We just got word from surveillance.

- So we have to call it off? - Hold on. I'll find out.

- No, the mission is maintained. - How do I do that?

Wait there. We're sending in a cleanup man.

Look, it's my mission. For six months...

Shut up. Orders are orders.

The mission is maintained with maximum priority. Understand?

You can shove your stinking cleanup man!

It's not safe. Shouldn't we go?

No, let's talk to the man.

Maurice?

Maurice, who's coming up?

- I'm fine. - Keep calm.

I'm fine!

I'll get it.

Victor, the cleaner.

- Where's the bathroom? - Over there.

Bring me the guy on the couch.

- And the chauffeur? - In the trunk.

- Talk to the man. He's right there! - You stupid idiot!

You want to end up dead too?

Victor, we've got to make a plan.

No plans.

What is that stuff for, then?

To save your ass.

You bastards! I thought you'd killed him.

- You're an absolute maniac! - Hold him down!

- I'm through! - Get over here.

Take this, and this! It's over!

Shut the fuck up. Finish him off.

You can go to the embassy yourself! Here! Take the keys!

- Finish him off! - I'll finish him off!

Maybe I should call them for further instructions.

I am not about to stop this mission.

There will be no phone calls.

We'll finish this mission, or you're going with the others. Is that clear?

- Maybe I should come with you. - You'd better not.

Just stay here. I'll be one hour.

And please calm down. Calm down.

Fine, but only an hour.

You can't be done.

I'm finishing this off now.

We've got what we needed to get.

If we can drive out, that's all.

All right?

Let's finish the mission.

No, please. Time's up.

Let's go home. Please.

- And who is this guy? - It doesn't matter.

Ambassador, is there something wrong?

My God.

Let's get out!

The guards are in place.

It's nothing. It's a false alarm. Stay calm.

They've shut the gate. We'll be trapped in here.

We'll be back.

Halt!

- Around the block, then right back. - They'll kill us!

Move over.

Look at me, Marie.

My poor, dear Marie.

They've worn you out.

This job isn't for you. It's too hard.

It's time to stop it.

You mean so much to me.

And I want to take care of you.

Life together is too valuable for us to risk.

Why are you saying this?

It's the truth.

There's no Marie Cl�ment at the hospital.

I know what's going on.

How much you go through.

The spying, the surveillance...

the videotapes.

Why haven't you said anything?

I only love you.

Thank you. Thank you.

My sweet Marco.

The world has given me only this one taste of love.

And I will remember you always.

You're leaving tonight?

Maybe you'll let me come too.

I want you to stay.

I love you.

Mathieu, I'll go first.

I'll call if there's a problem.

No flowers this time?

For how long has she...

Hasn't she paid her debt?

Can't she have her own life anymore?

- You destroyed her life. - I know what I've done.

But you should know that she also destroyed a life.

A cop's life.

And that's too hard to forget.

She killed how many for you?

Why does it only count when it suits you?

Maybe you do understand the situation.

Fine, then. I'll listen. Ask yourself how we save her.

Can't you protect her?

I'll try...

but she's forced me to hunt her.

Because we must have all the embassy documents.

Her troubles are over, then, because I have them with me here.

She left a note for you with it, but I tore it up.

What did it say?

I think we'll miss her.

Yeah.