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1.03

N: Did Simone work for the Section?

Michael, you can't tell me you had a wife and she was killed then just drop it... get back to business.

M: Simone... was an operative. She did work for the Section. It was supposed to be a cold mission. The two of us went in to gather information about Glass Curtain. Before we left, she asked for a back up team. I said it wasn't necessary. I was wrong.

N: Was it Sparks?

M: I don't know. We were ambushed. There was a lot of shooters. It was three years ago.

N: It still hurts, doesn't it?

M: Listen, Nikita, you asked me what happened... and I told you.

1.03

N: No! Michael... what are you doing?

M: Take him to Birkoff. Get the password.

N: Why? Why?!

M: Glass Curtain killed Simone.

N: Who's Simone?

1.01

M: Section One is the most clandestine organization on the planet. It's our job to bring down the criminals and terrorists that no one else can get.

N: I can't do what you want me to do.

M: Mistakes are not an option.

N: I can't pull the trigger.

M: Why not?

N: Because I'm not who you think I am. I'm not a killer.

1.01

M: Everything you need is in here - I.D., driver's license, credit cards. Tell no one who you are or what you do. Anyone asks, you're between jobs and taking some time to figure things out. Your codename is Josephine.

N: What do I do now?

M: Wait.

N: How long?

1.01

M: Did you get the PDA?

N: Why didn't you tell me... this was a job... instead of pretending?

M: No matter what state of mind you're in, you have to be able to perform.

N: You're sick. You don't want a person, you want a machine. I can't do that.

1.01

M: The blond haired man sitting behind me has a PDA in his briefcase. Get it.

N: How?

M: When you get the unit, don't leave through the front. There's a window in the ladies room. Use that. It leads to an alley. The car will be waiting.

N: I thought we were…

M: If you're not out of there in five minutes, the car will leave without you.

N: I can't do this.

M: Five minutes.

1.01

N: It's hard to believe I'm here.

M: Where else should you be?

N: I don't know. It's just that I lived on the streets for so long.

M: Why did you run away?

N: I didn't. My mother preferred her new boyfriend. And he didn't like me. So she told me to get out.

M: Sorry.