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By Baoqin and Dana

TEASER - MISSION - DANCE CLUB

Music and many people dancing the Salsa. Michael passes through the crowd, punches a guy and throws him down some stairs. Nikita walks onto the dance floor. A man intercepts her path, they start to dance. During the dance, he slips a security card into her hand.
Nikita walks to Michael, who is guarding the staircase, and puts her hands on his shoulders so it looks like they are dancing. He pushes her hand down his chest slowly to his pants but unfortunately all she gets is a gun (my mom was outraged at this scene - it has to be good). Nikita breaks the dance and walks down the staircase, and into what looked like a basement. Nikita walks to the computer, and swipes the security card.
Nikita: Looks like it's all here.
Birkoff: Good, destroy it.
She puts a big magnetic thing on the computer that is supposed to wipe out the hard drive. Just as a remark, it might have been more effective on the case instead of the monitor, but harder to see.
Nikita: Done.
Birkoff: Get out of there. They'll be on top of you any second.
Nikita tries the door. It's locked. She is trapped inside the room.
Nikita: Birkoff, I can't get out.
Birkoff: What do you mean?
Nikita: The door is locked.
Birkoff: They know you're there. Michael, Nikita's trapped. Go in.
Michael goes to get her and opens the door from outside.
Michael: Nikita, this way. (he said Nikita with the accent on the "a", making it sound French)
Before Nikita can respond, someone grabs Michael from behind, and electrocutes him.
Birkoff: Nikita, don't pursue. There are too many shooters. I'm sending back up.

PEREZ'S COMPOUND

Michael is brought into a room inside a cage on wheels. His hands are handcuffed above him to the cage. He looks around, examining the place.
Perez: I see you are awake. We have some questions to ask you before you are disposed of. We're curious where you found out about us.
Orlando Perez injects Michael with an orange liquid.
Perez: Get him prepared.
Perez walks past a series of glass chambers. Each chamber contained a nude body with all their hair shaved, all were alive. He knocks on one glass door and waves.
Perez: How are you today, sunshine?

BRIEFING

Operations: Last night, we engaged in an operation to destroy certain records belonging to this man. Orlando Perez, a first year Red Cell tactician who's been responsible for the abductions of several high level players, all of whom have access to sensitive intel. There has been not demands for their release. We believe he's using them as involuntary sources. Birkoff?
Nikita interrupts: What about Michael?
Birkoff: The info we destroyed last night was vital to Perez's operation. In order to recover it, he will have to sub-contract one of the three data recovery experts.
Operations: All of whom we now own.
Nikita interrupts again.
Nikita: I asked a question.
Operations: If Michael is still alive, and we are able to recover him without incurring further losses, we will.
Nikita: He should be a priority.
Operations: I beg your pardon?!
Nikita: If Perez is abducting agents to extract intel, then Michael's going to become a liability. We need to extract him.
Operations: Or kill him. Let me break this down for everybody so we are clear. We have a mandate to stop Perez, and we will. As far as Michael is concerned, he is a class five operative and I have no intention of sacrificing him unnecessarily. Our profilers are working up a strategy as we speak. Your pads will be updated with your respected tacticals. This briefing is over.
Everyone stands up to leave. Operations stops Nikita.
Operations: Nikita. In case you have forgotten, this is a military organization. There is a chain of command and a protocol to speaking to superiors. I will accept a certain leeway from time to time when emotions run high, but not always.
Nikita: I'm sorry.

PEREZ'S COMPOUND

Michael is strapped to a chair, his arms are strapped above his head. There are IVs injecting fluids into his body.
Nurse: His blood levels are in AVA. Should I increase?
Perez: No. That should be enough. Let's begin. What is your name?
Michael: Michael.
Perez: Michael what?
Michael: Michael Samuelle.
Perez: Hello, Michael Samuelle. Where were you born?
Michael: Marseilles.
Perez: What year?
Michael: 1965. (which makes him 33 years old.)
Nurse: His AEG levels are stable. He's telling the truth.
Perez: For whom do you work? (silence) I asked you a question, Michael Samuelle, for whom do you work? (no answer). What's the problem?
Nurse: It's likely he's programmed to resist certain types of memory de-sensing.
Perez: Can you work around it?
Nurse: Give me another two more hours, he'll be an open book.

SECTION

Operations: You got something?
Birkoff: One of our data recovery informants was contacted by a woman named Ying Kam.
Operations: She works for Perez?
Birkoff: She's been brought in now.
Operations: Has she given up anything yet?
Birkoff: No, she'll need some persuasion.

Operations walk up to Madeline's office. He enters the code to open her door, the door wouldn't open. She is laughing inside. He knocks on the door. When the door opens, a young operative with a big charming smile is coming out. Operations is not happy.
Operative: How're you doing? (he's the big boss, you can't just ask him that!)
Operations: Are you busy?
Madeline: No. Russel was just telling me an amusing story about his last delta pick-up.
Operations: I see.
Madeline: What's up?
Operations: Mobil is bringing in one of Perez's people, a woman. She'll need your attention (hope I never need her attention).
Madeline: How soon?
Operations: Within the hour.
Madeline: I'll be there.
Before he walks out, Operations hesitates as if he was going to say something, then changes his mind.

SYSTEMS

Operations is on the computer checking out Russel Burke who has been in Madeline's office before. The screen says "Access Denied".
Operations: Damn it. Birkoff!
Birkoff: Sir?
Operations: Get over here. What's wrong with this thing?
Birkoff: What are you trying to access?
Operations: The file of one of our operatives.
Birkoff: Who?
Operations: Russel Burke. What do you know about him?
Birkoff: He's in for a lot of Valentine operations.
Operations: Really?
Birkoff: Yeah, women go crazy for this guy. (This is not exactly what Operations wanted to hear.) He's brought in a lot of hard intel over the last couple of years. You want me to quote efficiency on him?
Operations: No. That's fine.

WHITE ROOM

Madeline: Hello, Miss Kam. Can I get you anything? Some water? I've looked at your file. You present differently than most of our detainees. Raised in an upper middle class family, very attractive but restless. You got entangled in a relationship with Orlando Perez, a man who uses you for errands and sex. Trust me, you do not have the strength to withstand the pain out technology can inflict. The question is simple. Will you cooperate now, or you'll force me to modify you?

THE PERCH

Operations watches down below as Russel talks to a group of female operatives.
Madeline: (on the comm..) We just got location on Perez.
Operations: Good. Send a team.

PEREZ'S LOCATION

Nurse: I boosted the dosage, he should be ready. But I can only keep him saturated for a couple of minutes, after that there will be too much damage.
Perez: Let's see if you're worth keeping alive.
Birkoff: Everyone to second mark. We're closing in.
Operatives are climbing on the roof.
Perez: Whom do you work for, Michael?
Michael: Section One.
Perez: What were you doing at my club?
Birkoff: Your marks are up. Go.
Shooting can be heard from outside. Section operatives have arrived to retrieve Michael and Perez. Perez leaves the room.
Nikita leaves her team to find Michael.
Nikita: Michael.
She unstraps him and takes out the IVs. There's a strange look in his eyes, unusual.
Nikita: Michael, can you walk?
Michael: I think so. (Nikita places a gun in his hand.) What's this for?
Nikita: This area is not secure yet. (To prove her point, she shoots a guard that burst into the room.)
Michael: Where are we?
Nikita: Michael. It's me, Nikita. Come on.
Michael gives her this puzzled look.
Nikita: Michael, let's go.
Michael: Why do you keep calling me Michael?
Nikita gives him a long look.
Nikita: Ok, Birkoff, it's me, I got Michael. How do we get out of here?
Birkoff: Nothing's secure yet. Can you upgrade the tactical?
Nikita: No. Michael's been sedated, I'm gonna have to keep him close.
Nikita takes off her leather jacket and puts it on Michael. Michael follows her with his eyes like a child.
Birkoff: Let me see if I can create a space for you. Team 3, increase your wedge by a few degrees. (some shooting) Ok, Nikita, there's a door 10m to your right down the hallway. It leads out. It will be clear for the next 60 seconds.
Nikita: (to Michael) Ok, we gotta go now.
Michael: I don't know who you are.
Nikita: You've been drugged. I don't have the time to explain, but I'm here to help. These people here are trying to kill you.
Michael: Why?
Nikita: Because you are their enemy. You are an anti-terrorist operative.
Michael: (snorts) No, I am not. (The expression on his face is across between, yeah, and my name is James Bond and you got to be nuts.)
Nikita: Who do you think you are?
Michael: I can't remember.
Birkoff: Nikita, I can't keep this corridor clear. You gotta get out of there.
Nikita: If you want to live, you gotta come with me. Come on.
They leave the room.
Operative: Are you ready?
Nikita: Yeah, let's go.
Michael hesitates.
Nikita: Michael, Michael, get over here.
A guard fire at Michael, Michael shoots back and kills him. His hands are literally shaking. Nikita grabs Michael. Nikita: Stay with me. Ready?

SYSTEMS

Operations: How did we do?
Birkoff: We lost 4 ops.
Operations: And Perez?
Birkoff: He slipped through.
Operations: How?
Birkoff: We're still not sure.
Operations: In other words, a complete failure.
Birkoff: We haven't finished combing the scene yet, but we did pick up Michael.
Operations: When you get something substantial, call me. (so Michael is not substantial…)

VAN ACCESS

Nikita and Michael return from the mission.
Operations: Michael.
Michael stops, turns around very slowly, looking at Nikita first, as if she's his only point of reference.
Michael: Yes?
Operations: We are glad you are back.
Michael: Thank you.
Operations: We were able to extract an RP on Perez.
Michael: An RP?
Nikita: Is the retreat point still unknown? (that's what the RP was) I think I should take Michael to medical before he debriefs. There was quite a bit of interrogation equipment at the site.
Operations: Are you all right?
Michael: Yes, just need a little bit of rest.
Nikita: I'll take him.
Operations: Fine.

MADELINE'S OFFICE

Madeline: Hello.
Operations: I have to pick a decoy for Pakistan. The chances of returning alive are less than 10%.
Madeline: I'm aware of that. So?
Operations: I'm thinking of sending Russel. Unless you think he'd be more valuable where he is now.
Madeline: (condescending) I don't think so. Russel's a good choice.
Operations: Good. Then it's settled.
Madeline gives him the Mona Lisa look. After Operations leaves, Madeline logs onto her computer and checks out Burke's file.

NIKITA'S APARTMENT

Michael awakens from Nikita's bed.
Nikita: Hi.
Michael: How long did I sleep?
Nikita: Not long, a couple of hours.
Michael: I have strange dreams.
Nikita: Do you remember anything yet?
Michael: No. Maybe we should contact my family. They must be worried.
Nikita: You don't have a family, not in the ordinary sense of the word. The organization we work for is so covert that none of us have any real identities. We are all dead as far as the outside world is concerned.
Michael: Do I have friends?
Nikita: I don't know. I don't really know that much about you.
Michael: How long have you known me?
Nikita: Over three years, you trained me.
Michael: (smiles) Why don't you know me better?
Nikita: It's hard to explain.
Michael: I must be a real jerk. (with quiet humor)
Nikita: (laughs) Actually I am very fond of you.
Michael: I am happy to hear that. Yesterday when I killed this man. I've done that before, haven't I? (Nikita brushes a strand of hair away from his face.) What will happen if my memory doesn't return?
Nikita: They will kill you.
Michael: Why don't they just let me go?
Nikita: Cause they don't' let anybody go.
Michael: I can't accept that.
Nikita: But you have to.
Michael: I may not know who I was, but I know who I am, I can feel it. I will never be treated like a caged animal.
Nikita looks like she is about to cry. She gently brushes a strand of hair away from his face.

THE CLUB

Perez: Minor setback, that's all. Everything's still on for tomorrow night, right here at the club. No, we'll be fine. Weapons are secure. I'll see you in Tangier by the week-end.
Some is making his manicure and hurts him.
Perez: Idiot. Be careful!

SECTION

Operations: Yes, Birkoff.
Birkoff: We just received something about Perez from Section 7.
Operations: What?
Birkoff: Someone's brokered short range tactical missiles on the black market. They suggest Perez might be the buyer.
Operations: Initiate the profile.

NIKITA'S APARTMENT

Nikita is drawing blood from Michael. He's wearing a white bathrobe and white suits him well, especially with the loose curly hair.
Michael: Why do you need my blood?
Nikita: If there are any drugs left in your system, maybe they will be able to tell us something.
Michael: You are a good friend Nikita. (Nikita looks away.) Did I say something wrong?
Nikita: No. It's just hard to get used to.
Michael: What?
Nikita: You.
Michael: Didn't I ever tell you things like that?
Nikita: No.
Michael: I can't believe it. Did we ever dance?
Nikita: Only under orders.
Michael stands up and extends his hand, silently asking for a dance.
Nikita: Oh, Michael, I don't think so.
Michael: Please.
Michael puts his arm around Nikita, but Nikita is standing about a mile away from him.
Michael: Just a little . . . (Michael shows the distance between his fingers. Nikita moves a little closer.) Thank you.
They start to dance, and since this is a TV show, the music magically starts by itself. Michael lightly kisses Nikita on the cheek. Nikita pushes him away.
Nikita: Please, don't.
Michael: Why not?
Nikita: This is not who you are.
They continue dancing; Michael lays his head on her shoulder. (Nikita is the strong one now.) Michael's cell phone rings. He completely panics.
Michael: What do I say?
Nikita: Just agree.
Michael answers the phone.
Michael: Yeah. Aha. They want me to come in.
Nikita: Well, then we got work to do.

OBSERVATION DECK

Operations is checking his watch, Michael is late. Michael glides into the room, dressed like his old self, all black, hair combed back.
Michael: You wanted to see me?
Operations: We're converging on Perez. We have a couple of options. I'd like your input.
Michael: Of course.

WALTER'S

Nikita is looking up, worried.
Walter: I'll be right with you, sugar!
Michael is still talking to Operations.
Walter: OK, what's up?
Nikita: I need you to run something for me.
Walter: What for?
Nikita: Not sure. Maybe a psychotropic agent of some sort, something that can deal with memory.
Walter: Whose blood is it?
Nikita: Does it matter?
Walter: Well, I gotta know whose baseline to pull so I can get a delta. (meaning difference)
Nikita: (reluctant) Michael's.
Walter looks concerned. Nikita holds on to his arm and looks at him, pleading not to say anything, and he nods.

SYSTEMS

Birkoff: There's no confirmation, but there's a good chance that Perez's hiding out in a private club in Buckenwald, Germany.
Operations: How good?
Birkoff: .75. The problem is, if he isn't there, if we go in, we loose our advantage.
Michael: What's our advantage?
Operations: (impatiently) The deal! They'll know we are onto the deal!
Birkoff: On the other hand, if we don't pick up Perez soon, we'll have to rely on our field ops. They are already on the scene through their cover.
Operations: Those systems will be untrakable if we don't find Perez in the next 18 hours. We've got to make a choice. Michael?
Michael: (to Birkoff) What do you think we should do?
Birkoff: (shocked) What do you mean?!
Operations: Michael. Are you all right?
Michael: I'm fine. I'm just saying that this is not a subjective call. We should let the computer do an analysis.
Birkoff: An analysis? You mean a sym.?
Michael: Yeah, sym.
Birkoff: I did.
Operations: And?
Birkoff: According to the numbers, there is a 30% advantage to go in.
Michael: 30%, then we go in.
Operations: Ok, put together your team.

Michael walks into the briefing room, he's got no clue where to go. He looks around him as operatives rush by him, before Nikita finally leads him to his office.
Nikita walks to his desk and secures the room.
Michael: What are you doing?
Nikita: Securing the room. Ok, now we can talk. What did Operations say?
Michael: I can't do this Nikita. They are going to find out. I don't know what I'm doing.
Nikita: Just do what I tell you.
Michael: But for how much longer?
Nikita: Walter's gonna know something when he analyses the blood.
Michael: And if it's not the blood? I can't go through with this.
Nikita: Yes, you can.
Michael: No, I can't. I have to get out of here.
Nikita: You will never make it. They will find you!
Michael: How do you know?
Nikita: Take a look around.
Michael: You told me they are going to kill me anyway. I got nothing to loose.
Nikita: I do.
From the intercom. "The mission is loading Michael . . . Michael?"
Nikita: (whispers) OK.
Michael: (repeats after Nikita) OK."
Nikita: Let's just get through this. We'll figure something out.

MISSION - GERMANY

Operations and Birkoff are in System's monitoring the mission's progress.
Nikita is acting as Michael's chauffer.
Nikita: Use this to communicate with me. (Nikita places something behind his ear.) Stay on channel C, I will be the only one on it. Just make sure you remember to turn off your main unit when you are talking to me. Trust your instincts. (Michael steps out of the car.) Michael? (She puts on his glasses for him.)
Michael: Right.
Michael enters the private club. Someone opens the door for him.
Michael: Thank you.
The host greets him.
Host: Mr. Bonnier, welcome to the club. Mr. Marquez speaks highly of you. If there is anything you want at all, please ask.
Michael: Thank you. (He pauses, he has no clue what to do next.)
Host: Would you like anything before you dine, a massage, a game of chess perhaps?
Michael: Whatever.
Birkoff: What are you waiting for Michael?
Nikita: Ask for the library.
Michael: Where is the library?
Host: Sir?
Michael: I would like to rest for a while with the afternoon paper.
The mystery twins are also in the building, exchanging something.
Operations: What is he doing?!
Birkoff: Michael, why aren't you isolated?
Nikita: Michael, get rid of the host.
Michael: Why didn't you tell me that earlier?
Birkoff: Tell you what earlier?
Nikita: Michael, cut your main transmitter, adjust your glasses, now.
Michael: Yeah.
Host: I'm sorry?
Nikita: Say you want some privacy. Just ask where the library is.
Michael: I'm sorry, it's been a busy day, just tell me where it is.
Host: Up the stairs, on the left.
Birkoff: Ok, at the end of the hall, turn right.
Nikita: Michael, turn your main unit back on.
Birkoff: Michael?
Michael: What? I'm here.
Birkoff: Michael, what are you doing? I said turn right.
Michael: But . . . he said the library was on the left.
Birkoff: We are *not* going to the library! Perez would be in one of the backrooms to the right.
Birkoff: (to all operatives) Everyone to second mark. We're closing in.
Michael walks up to the backroom door. He tries to open it.
Michael: It's locked, what should I do?
Birkoff: (getting really impatient, sarcastically) Open it??!!
Nikita: Michael, use the U-Key. It's in the jacket.
Operations and Birkoff listen in disbelief as Michael fumbles with the U-Key.
Michael finally manages to get inside the backroom. Three guards are sitting in the room.
Guard: How did you get in?
Michael: It was open.
Guard: This room is occupied.
Birkoff: Those are his men, Michael, proceed.
Michael: I'm looking for the library. (Ha, ha.)
Guard: I don't know where the library is. Ask someone from out there.
Operations: What is he waiting for?! Shoot the *damn* guards, Michael!
Perez walks in from one of the backrooms, he recognizes Michael.
Perez: What's going on? That's him! Shoot him!
Michael shoots two of the three guards, but is shot in the stomach by the other guard.
Birkoff: Abort surgical, everyone in!
The surviving guard and Perez ran out of the room, but was stopped at the staircase by Nikita. Nikita orders two operatives to take Perez, while she runs to check on Michael.
She holds his face between her hands.
Nikita: Michael, Michael, it's me. Stay with me.

MADELINE'S OFFICE

Operations and Madeline are review a tape of the mission. "How did you get in? - It was open".
Operations: It's almost as if he didn't know what to do.
Madeline: Or forgot. After Perez gave us the coordinates on the press delivery system deal, I pressed him about Michael.
Operations: Why?
Michael: Walter found traces of some curious substances at the site of Michael's detainment.
Operations: What sort?
Michael: Limbic suppressors.
Operations: Memory?
Michael: It's possible. It would explain the recent behavioral pattern that you been noticing.
Operations: Michael's mind been tempered with. How could that have escaped us?
Michael: He had some help.

WALTER'S

Walter: How's he doing?
Nikita: He'll be OK. What did you find out?
Walter gives a vial to Nikita.
Walter: Get this into his IV bag as soon as possible.
Nikita: Will it work?
Walter: I don't know, but we're running out of time. Madeline knows something's going on.
Nikita: How long does it take?
Walter: At least 8 hours, it needs to saturate.
Nikita: Thanks, Walter.
Walter: Let me know .

MED LAB

It seems to me that they have gotten a new med lab since Out Break. This one is much bigger and more hospital like, rather then the white room.
Nikita (to nurse): Could you give us a minute?
Nikita lightly touches Michael's face, he wakes up immediately. He smiles at her.
Michael: How did we do?
Nikita: We did great. How are you feeling?
Michael: Ok, I guess.
Nikita: Good.
Michael: And they still don't know?
Nikita: No, but they will, if we don't do something. Soon.
Michael: Is it going to work?
Nikita: I don't know.
Nikita injects the vial into the IV bag.
Michael: Have I ever told you that I love you?
Nikita: Actually, no.
Michael: I do.
Nikita picks up his hand, and kisses the back of it.

On the catwalk.
Operations: Anything new on Michael?
Madeline: Not yet. He's still too groggy.
Operations: What's the plan?
Madeline: When he's strong enough, we'll test him thoroughly.
Operations: Let them remain convinced that they fooled us.
Russel passes by.
Russel: Hi.
Madeline: I thought you'd send him to Uzbekistan.
Operations: I've changed my mind.
Madeline: Why?
Operations: I took another look at his panel. He's still single source in some areas.
Madeline: Good for him.
Operations: I'm having Christopher prepare coq au vin a little later, would you like to join me?
Madeline: Not tonight, thank you. (she'll be busy, or so it seems).
Operations walks to the top of a series of catwalks. He watches as Madeline and Russel walk together on a catwalk below him, talking in animation.

MED LAB

Michael awakens and tries to get up, before settling back in pain.
Nikita: How are you feeling?
Michael: I've been shot.
Nikita: Yeah. You were shot in a mission yesterday in Buckenwald, Germany.
Michael: No, we went to Amsterdam (Netherlands). In a dance club, you were trapped in a room. I broke position, then . . . Where is Operations? I need to debrief.
Nikita: Something happened Michael. You were grabbed in Amsterdam and taken to Perez. He did something to your memory. You haven't been able to remember who you were for the last three days.
Michael: Do they know?
Nikita: No, I protected you.
Michael: Thank you.
Nikita withdraws her hand, when she realizes that she has put it on his arm. Nikita leaves. Michael looks after her, then closes the eyes.

THE END

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