All language subtitles for La Femme Nikita - 1x07 - Treason.en

Congratulations, Nikita.

- You've crossed a milestone.
- I have?

You've completed what might be called
the probationary period.

You're a full-fledged operative now,
the equal of any operative in the Section.

- Equal... to Michael?
- Well...

Ah, some are more
equal than others?

So do I get a cap? A gown?
Merit badge?

We're very satisfied
with your progress.

Are there any issues
you'd like to raise?

You're inviting me
to ask questions?

That's right.

Why should I bother, you're not
going to answer them.

You won't know 'til you ask.

It's just another way of building
a data file labeled Nikita, isn't it?

See any questions I ask, you have
more insight to the way I tick...

all the more for you to wind me
up when you need it.

You really have graduated.

Still, I do have one question.

I see a lot of young people in the Section
but very few old. Why is that, Madeline?

Surely not everybody's
been lost in action.

No, not all.

So what happens to us
down the line?

Do we get a condo in Miami? Or is it
a bullet to the back of the head?

It's a good question, Nikita.
Perhaps more profound than you know.

- And the answer?
- Is highly classified.

Naturally.

Madeline, I will be expecting
my merit badge in the mail.

From now on, you have to understand
more will be expected of you.

Don't disappoint us.

Stop it! Stop it!

What do you think
you're here for?

Not with everybody watching.

That just makes it more fun.

They're here.

- Show them in.
- Come on.

What do you want?

The Agency wants you
out of the country.

The drugs are bad enough,

but then you kill a guy just because he
won't let you- dance with his wife?

You didn't see her.

You're out of control, Suba.
You've got 48 hours.

That's not possible.

No, there's still something
I gotta do first.

And what's that?

Visit Disneyland! Been here five
years, never been once.

Well, we heard you've been snooping
around nuclear power plants. Now,

you wouldn't be trying to get your hands on
some of that enriched U-235, would you?

You know? I bet a guy could make a lot
of bucks doing that. Thanks for the idea.

'Cause if you start messing
around with nukes,

we won't just kick you
out of the country. We'll finish you.

Two days.
You've been warned.

Your colleague here, Barnes.

Suppose I told you
that he's on my payroll.

Well, I'd say that
you were delusional.

Did you hear that?
He called me crazy.

Did you ever see a more
surprised face in your life?

Find me that bitch
who slapped me.

- Nikita?
- Oh, hello Roger.

Operations is looking for you.
There's a briefing in five minutes.

I was so looking forward to have
a relaxing evening at home.

I'm afraid you're gonna have to
postpone that for a few hours.

- Or a few days.
- Or forever.

How long you've been here?

My whole life.
Just like everybody else.

Madeline told me that I'm off probation now.
What does that mean, exactly?

It means whatever
they want it to mean,

until they decide that
it means something else.

I'm not trying to be
clever, just honest.

Thanks.

The only thing you can do
while you're here Nikita-

- Focus on the mission.
- Stay alive.

Stay alive.

Suba came here five years ago
after a coup in his own country.

The Agency sponsored him because of
his anti-terrorist activities.

But, he's become a liability.

Lately he's been trying to acquire
waste uranium from power plants.

He might already have some.

Now the Agency has been compromised,
so... we have to clean up.

- They want him planted?
- Oh, no.

They might want to use him again... We're
to... deport him. Quickly and quietly.

- Weaknesses?
- Yes.

He likes tall blondes.

- This is a private party.
- I'm one of the girls.

- Why are you late?
- I had to take a philosophy exam.

- You can frisk me, if you want...
- Works for me.

Let her in.

OK, she's in.

Whoa. You'd need a stepladder
for that one! Bob-

-I like her!
- Hey!

- That's the tracker.
- It's activated.

Good. She should be out
in a minute.

They're not going to let her go.

- Get me in.
- You got it.

I picked up their frequency.

- Robert? You there?
- Go ahead.

- There's trouble out front.
- What? What's going on?

Just get out here.
There's a guy in a red jacket.

- Suba says run him off.
- Let's go!

Hey! Get your hands off me!

There you are, bitch!

- It's not what it seems!
- What it seems?

- You think I'm a fool?
- Please! Tell him nothing happened!

Let the man go. Where'd you get this
dress? It's a disgrace! You're pregnant!

Let's go.

Where you going, friend?

Let me give you one
piece of advice, mister.

Don't get married.

The signal's strong.
Let's do a comm check.

One, radio, check.

Okay, he's slowing down and...
he's turning off.

There's an old farmhouse about a
mile back from the road.

He may be headed there.
Better slow down.

- He stopped.
- Let's go.

Northwest corner, second floor.
Destroy all documents

and anything that gets in the way,
but we need Suba alive.

The guards?

The way they partied?
They'll sleep for a week.

Slowly, people.

Team two, cover.

Closing in on signal.

The tracker!

Wait, stay here.

Yeah, put him in one. He's got
a gunshot wound to the leg.

- What happened?!
- It was a trap. They were expecting us.

- Costs?
- Two dead, three wounded.

Could've been worse.
Should've been worse.

- Explanation?
- Suba found the tracker.

- Where did you put it?!
- Inside his collar, it was secure.

I don't understand
how he found it so quickly.

- Well he did!
- I think Michael-

Shut up.
It's my mess, I'll fix it.

- So you know where he is?
- I'll find him.

For your sake...

In time you'll learn, that it's
not enough to do your best.

- I did what you wanted me to.
- It wasn't enough.

Come on in.

How're you doing?

It's just a scratch.
I'll be up in no time.

He found the tracker,
it's my fault. I'm sorry.

It goes with the territory.
Forget about it.

And thanks for
pulling me out of there.

You'd have done the same.

Maybe I shouldn't have
put it on his collar.

Hey, don't beat yourself up. It's
their world, you just live in it.

I mean, what the Hell. Guys with handguns
taking on a fifty-millimeter? Come on!

The chopper got off a hundred rounds
by the time you guys got, what?

- You and Michael... five. Roger, three.
- Two.

No, it was three.
I've got his gun.

No.

Two. I'm sure of it. I thought
I was gonna die, I remember.

Sugar, I checked the gun.
He fired three shots.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Your leg hurting much?
- No, it's fine.

I'm glad to hear it.

- How about- now?
- You crazy???

- You set us up.
- What are you talking about?

- Don't mess with me.
- I didn't set anybody up.

A 50mm shell would have ripped your
leg apart. You only got a flesh wound.

I went back to the farmhouse and on the
floor- I found this, it's from your gun.

- You're out of your mind.
- Should we take it to Walter?

You shot yourself so you
wouldn't be suspected. Why?

Why?
Why?!

Because they have my son.

Because Suba has my son.

He's eight years old.

And if I don't do exactly what they
tell me to do, they're gonna kill him.

I was at death row at twenty.
I deserved it.

But then, along came Section One and,
um- you know the rest.

They turned me inside out,
remade me in their own image,

except for the one thing
they never found out about.

The only thing
I did right in my whole life.

I had a son.

How did you keep it from them?

I never married the mother. So
there were no records or papers.

She died when he was two so I-
I gave him to another couple to raise.

You know, good people. I figured he'd
be better off that way. I was right.

All the time the Section was training me,
it was the only thing I had to hang on to,

you know? My boy, my son.
And I never told them.

Every once in a while I-
I go to his house, you know,

and watch him getting ready to leave
for school or... playing in the yard.

- You don't speak to him?
- Never.

Never.

I wanted to keep him free of
anything connected with the Section.

How did Suba find out?

I don't know.
I don't know.

I just know that my boy will die
if I don't give him what he wants.

What does he want?

Suba has been smuggling
uranium out of the country.

He can't do it all at once so he
moves it a little bit every few days;

and I'm using Section intel to find
out which exit points are safe.

Then I'm giving him
daily reports.

Ah, so you warned him
about the raid.

Yeah.

Stupid to shoot yourself, nobody
suspected treason. They blamed it on me.

Well, I wish I'd known
that in advance.

I had to be absolutely certain
no one would suspect me.

If the Section took me off the case
I couldn't give Suba what he wants.

I suppose you can't tell
them the truth.

If Section thinks you've got a
weakness an enemy could exploit,

you become an enemy too.

Nikita, help me, please.

Please.

- What are you gonna do?
- What do you mean?

We have some down time, you should
go over the dry mission profile.

- I already have.
- Go over it again.

We can't afford
any more mistakes.

- When can I go home?
- Maybe tomorrow.

Maybe never.

- What have you got?
- Nothing.

That could be dangerous for
your son's health.

I got hit in the leg the other night
during the raid. I've been laid up.

Don't play games.

No games, I swear.

My uranium's piling up. I've got to
get it out of the country now.

I'll have your intelligence
for you this afternoon.

Yes, you will.

Suba! What about my son?

Yeah, he had a bit of a fever this morning.
You know, sweating. He looked pretty bad.

Joking, man Lighten up!

- Remember me?
- How'd you find us?

- Suba. Sent for me.
- I wasn't told.

Aww. Guess you're out of the loop.

Kyle!

Kick the ball over here!

Hi. I'm a friend. I'm here to
get you out. You have to trust me.

- We have to hurry.
- What should I do?

There's a trailer in the back of
the building. Meet me there.

- How?
- Kick the ball.

Like you just did.

- Found it!
- Stay where I can see you.

Robert!

Robert?

Get to the gate! If you see
anything moving, you shoot it!

If it moves again, shoot it again!
Go! Hurry up! Now!

Get the kid!

- Johnson, you're with me.
- Alright.

- Kyle, come on!
- I have to get the ball first!

Come on, come on.

Now!
I said now!

You're telling me Suba's
vanished into thin air?

I'm telling you our sources have come up
empty so far, but we're working on it.

What about satcom traffic?

- We're working on it.
- I'm getting tired of that phrase!

You're starting to test
my patience.

- Do you understand what I mean-?
- Excuse me?

- Can I have a word with you?
- We're busy.

Michael, I need you to do
two things. Number one-

- I can deliver Suba.
- What?

I know where he is.
But he won't be there long.

I'll need an eight man assault team
and a ten minute head start.

Why?

Isn't it enough that
I can deliver what you want?

Do it.
I want a complete debriefing.

- She's protecting someone.
- Yes, she is.

What's up?

These tires are brand new.
I don't understand this.

Fix it!
Let's go.

Hello!

- Who the hell are you?
- Good afternoon to you too.

How did she get in here?
Are you all sleeping?!

The lady with
the jealous husband.

That's right, I also happen
to be a friend of Kyle's.

I just wanted to say goodbye to him.
You don't mind, do you?

Don't come any closer!

I just have a little
present for him.

It's a golf ball, see?
In case he gets tired of soccer.

Kill her!

- Where are we going?
- Shut up!

Suba!

You make a move, I shoot the kid.
Now, put the gun down.

Put the gun down, now!

That's better.

Get back!
Come back to me, Kyle.

- Get over here, kid.
- Back up, Kyle.

Walk back to me Kyle.

- More.
- Kyle!

- More.
- Come back to me now, kid!

- More.
- Come back to me now!

- Kyle.
- Who's he?

- He's a friend.
- Can I go home now?

Yeah. Yeah, I called your mom and dad.
They're... just over there.

Mom! Dad!

Mom! Dad!

- Nikita, if we don't work together again...
- We will.

Thank you.

- You want me to run the disk?
- Hey!

- Where's Roger?
- OK.

It was thought he'd be better
off somewhere else.

Where else is there?

Section had him cancelled.

Say it, Michael. He's dead.
Section killed him because he's weak.

He betrayed the Section.
Lives were lost.

And a life was saved.
An innocent one.

Leave it alone, Nikita.
It's over.

- Yes, Nikita?
- Why?

Why?

Come, sit down.

What you did for Roger was noble,
but it wasn't worth the risk.

- How can you be so ruthless?
- Because the other side is ruthless.

If we're not stronger
then they win and we lose.

You're a good operative, Nikita.

Don't let your humanity
get in the way.

My humanity?