You stupid jerk! If you'd just wait. I've 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.
I'll bet you know where to find the stuff, and we won't lose a second. Huh? Right.
Got to have it.
You'll have it, my angel.
Yeah. Well, you better get a move on, because I'll be 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! Damn it!
Where is it?
What's the matter with you morons? 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's not you?
We're desperate.
Going to put a hole in your boy, Daddy? Huh, huh, HUH?
I'll kill yuh!
Do it, Zap!
Yeah! Is that all? This way! This way! My name's Rico! My name's Rico!
Zap! Yes! Yes! Do it! Do it, Zap!
Do it, Zap. Don't miss anything.
Rico, I'm dumping everything!
Everything, Rico! I'm dumping everything!
No more?
No.
Shut up!
Shut up, I said!
Let's go... Let's go. Hands behind your back!
Spread your legs. Spread 'em out!
Name, full name.
Nikita.
A piece of advice, sweetheart.
Drop the act. You may think it's funny but I'm on to you.
Got it?
Got it.
You might want to take a small break.
No, 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, uh?
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...
Grégoire Andersen 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 of parole for thirty years.
The court is adjourned.
I'll kill ya!...I'll kill ya!
Let me go, you assholes!
I'll kill ya!
Ow!...Ow!...Ow!
No please, you have no right.
I'm not supposed to go like this.
We must find Mama.
She's been informed.
Is'nt she supposed to be with me?
Please sir, I must see Mama.
Maybe this will be the big mistake.
She'll find me here. You'll see. You have to wait until I see mama.
Mama.
Morning.
Tell me your name, please.
Nikita.
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 six o'clock.
The prison doctor confirmed...
that you committed suicide by taking a massive dose of tranquilizers.
You were buried in Maisons-Alort, Aisle 7, Number 30.
Titi, that's Titi!
Let's just say I work...
for the government.
And they've 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 7, 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? -They are 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.
Alright, alright go back to your desks.
I always leave the first chamber empty.
That'll clip your wings for a while.
Have you made up your mind?
That's fine.
Forms for you to sign.
Do you think I can make it?
You can make it.
I'm going to start you with a very easy program. Okay?
See, it's Iike a typewriter keyboard exactly. It's got letters and numbers.
That's the mouse. There's a small roller underneath and when you move it there, it moves the arrow on the screen. Okay?
Good. If you press it, you can make images.
Try it.
There you go. Easy. Too fast. 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 one...
Beretta 93R, 9-mm 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 10 meters.
Shot one of these before?
Never on paper.
Keep it nice and rough.
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.
Maintain defensive stance.
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 sounds silly.
Maybe so. Then you should at least 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 alright?
I wish it were gone already.
We required 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 in 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 getting me a pass for just the weekend?
Have me followed?
How are you? I've got a program to die for. I'm glad you're here.
For you.
-May I open it? -Uh Huh
One white mouse
ran into my house
I grabbed its tail and made it wail.
Yeah. Too much and nothing but trouble.
You picked up a failure.
She has enormous potential.
What potential?
Up to 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 get two weeks for her to show any progress, or that will be the end of her.
Who are you? I don't know.
But, you are....
Yes.
What are you doing in my arms?
I don't know.
But now that we've gotten this far....
Maybe it's just a dream.
Oh, my darIing.
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've 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 will find that peace:
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, and if there's one thing I hate, it's 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.
Oh no! 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, Mr. Georges?
You know that, you can put your purse down.
Now look at this.
A little magic.
Uh, not just yet.
Taittinger, entree champagne '78.
-Enjoy it. -Thank you.
To your future.
May I now?
It's loaded.
The bullets are titanium and an extra clip just in case you need it.
This doesn't make sense.
There are three guests at the table just 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. Shoot him twice.
When you're done, go downstairs to the men's room.
In the last booth, there's a small window into which a woman will fit.
You'll be in an inner courtyard. Then there's a long hallway which brings you to the street.
There'll be a driver waiting for about two minutes.
No more.
I'd like you to wait until I'm out of here.
Hey, look down there.
Move over.
Stay there.
José!
I have it!
Hey, Miss! Hey! Stop! Come back here!
Open it up!
She's uh. There's a problem at the door!
Hey, Miss!
Why don't you morons let me out!
Bob, they had it bricked over. The window was bricked over!
Of course it was bricked.
You son of a bitch!
Stop it, Nikita!
I hate you!
It's over. 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.
That'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 set-up time, no more. I want her ready by September.
Let me be very blunt. If they'd left it to me, I'd have let you die. So you'd better lie low.
There won't be any warnings. Is that clear?
How many are mine?
Two, maximum.
Jeannot.
Marie CIément from Sarlat, a nurse at the Salpétriére.
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:
Joséphine.
Good luck to you.
I'm scared.
The worst part's over.
Second floor, very dry, central heating...
and, the best part is, it's available now. Huh?
Perfect.
Excuse me. Are you in a big rush? Huh?
No. I'm not.
I hope not, because I got problems with my register, and it only works in the light,...
and the belt broke down this morning. Huh?
Well I've got lots of time.
It must be nice.
Let's make a pile here and we'll go for 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 worth more than ten francs. Ten francs.
What are you doing after work?
Nothing really.
Want to have dinner with me?
10 francs!
It's not finished.
You know, I'm a bit embarrassed. But 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.
Umm! It's good.
Oh, someone told me a joke at work this morning. Want to hear it?
Nope?
Yeah, well I better eat while it's hot.
No, you know this could be dangerous.
What's the worst that could happen?
Leftovers?
Hey! You said you'd have breadfast 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 alright?
So, what do you say we invite Léon to dinner.
Good.
The guy's really been missing Britanny the past week.
I'll make us crêpes.
-Make crêpes, you? -Uh Huh.
We might be partners soon.
Doing what?
We want to design boats.
-Does he know how to swim? -Oh, Léon's a good guy.
Yeah, but he can't find his way out of a paper bag!
Yes he could.
-You might want to invite your friend. -Who's that?
You told me you met one of your friends in a boutique, a blonde, with a....
No? Last week, I think?
Yeah but, I wouldn't call her such a good friend.
Well, so invite her to dinner and you might become good friends.
And besides if it doesn't work out, she'll help Léon out of his bag.
We're a good match.
You know we've been together for six months?
Marie,...
why don't you ever bring anyone home?
No parents, no friends.
Nobody.
I only love you.
Well, wallah!
Oh, no! Rescued just in time.
Hello?
Joséphine?
-What? -The bar, the George site, in one hour.
Who's that?
Hospital. I'm on call.
Iced tea.
Do you have a light?
Down stairs at the Régina's in an hour.
Don't move.
Your legs apart.
Joséphine.
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?
-Hello. -Marie? -Yes.
It's Bob.
How are you?
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, I have to go now, Marie. I'll talk to you next assignment.
Bob?
Yes?
I'd Iike you over, for dinner at my place.
I'd be delighted.
Bob, huh? Right?
Uncle Bob?
Come in. Nice tie. She's still getting ready.
I'll give you a hand. You have your hands full.
Oh, no. You shouldn't have. The flowers, I mean. Champagne suits me fine.
Bob...
I'm so pleased to get to...
to know you.
You're the first member of the famiIy 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. Really, it's remarkable. It's so fine and light--
Bob, stop with all the compliments because my head's getting way too big for me.
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.
It's true I have a subterranean charm. Most aren't able to see it right away.
You could go 10 years without noticing.
Tell me, Uncle Bob. You may not believe it, but I know nothing about her childhood.
Marco, no.
Just tell me something like when she was ten, or thereabouts.
Marco, 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 Iove 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.
Now Marie had a very special talent... imitating frogs.
She'd sneak down to the pond whenever she could...
and she'd jump in the mud, going, ''Croak, croak'' till every other 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?
Uh, no. But you see, I'm not allowed to ask any questions.
I been working as a travel agent. It includes some nice perks here and there.
Two tickets for Venice.
It's my engagement present.
I really don't know what to say.
Well, say nothing.
Beautiful machine.
Real wood. Real wood. I'm talking to myself.
Watch your step.
This way!
Oh no, not more gondola, Marie!
More gondola, more gondola.
Venice!
I want you.
-I'm thirsty too. -Me, too.
-I'm hungry too. -Me, too.
Copycat! Pull off my skirt!
-Right away. -It's undone.
No, come on.
Pull!
Here, hold this up for me.
We would like one side order of ham San Daniele, one assortment of cheese...
and two large bottles of water, because my man and me 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, huh?
-Hello -Joséphine?
Yeah.
There's a secret compartment in the bathroom cabinet.
Alright, make it a green salad instead, please.
Thank you.
There's no more San Daniele.
Get me the manager.
I'm going to pour a bath.
Just relax and take care of room service.
Joséphine, 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?
No.
Of the moment I first saw you in the store. You were so beautiful. And 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....
-Okay -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.
Marie?
-Yes. -Can we talk?
Okay, but don't come in.
Marie...
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.
Well, the worst would be a relief, Marie.
What is it?
Room service.
Coming.
Stop, stop, stop!
I thought you were out of ham.
Sorry?
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.
Thank you, sir. Good bye. If you want to call me--
Stand by. Target will be visible in 10 seconds.
Which one of them is he?
I don't have that information yet.
Marie.
Which one, damn it!
The woman.
The woman in brown.
The woman, damn it!
What are you doing? The woman!
The woman, damn it!
What's wrong? Why don't you answer me?
You promised not to come in.
Yes, I know, but I heard some noise....
Damn it, Marie, for half an hour I've been talking behind this stupid bathroom door. You might answer me once in a while. No?
Okay.
You didn't hear a word that I said?
Alright.
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, Bob, totally sick.
You just use me to play your cruel little game.
It's so good to see you.
I guess I'm rather nostalgic for the times when I had you all for myself.
It's an ambassador. In six months he returns home.
You have to get him before he leaves. It's your show. You choose your own 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, huh?
There we are, that's much better.
From now on, no more "Mr. Cashier." Because after today I'm finished.
-Oh? -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.
You know, I think we should move.
I believe 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?
Huh uh. See you later.
Sorry, I got held up.
Maximilien Jedreck, stationed in Paris for seven years.
He acquires information from all parties and 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 is the girl?
Anne-Marie, something or other. They dated about two years. She sold paintings.
Apparently she's clean.
In fact, we're not really interested in him.
What we really want is the companies that are selling him the data...
and to get them, we need proof.
And all that proof's in the embassy safe, right?
Yeah, and the keys to the safe are in his pocket.
Well, at least we know where to look.
Right now relations with the embasy 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?
Marie?
Oh Marie, you shouldn't scare me like that!
Tell me, how can you be working at a hospital and still smell so damned good?
Strong perfume.
It's been three months that you worked midnights, but you tell me nothing about it.
Tonight it's over.
Ahh.
It's much more work than I thought.
She told me you might be here.
Marie-Héléne, 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.
Oh yeah, 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?
Yes, but up a block.
Up a block. Up a block. Up a block?
Ah, of course.
Many thanks.
It's just up just past the gallery of Finland.
Ah, you've been there.
Drink it up.
Glug-glug-glug-glug.
Now down on the couch. You're going to sleep a little.
Christian, it's just a cleaning lady on her way up.
Okay, I got it.
-Joséphine? -Yeah.
The ambassador uses a password with his guards.
But we know the password already.
They changed it this morning.
We just got word from surveillance.
So we have to call it off. Is that it?
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--
Oh, shut up! Orders are orders!
The mission maintained with maximum priority. Do you understand?
Well, 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?
Calm... down!
I'm fine!
I'II get it.
Victor, the cleaner.
Where's the bathroom?
Over there.
Bring the guy on the couch.
And the chauffeur?
In the trunk.
Well, talk to him. Go for it. He's right there.
Well fuck 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?
It's to save your ass.
You bastards, I thought you finished them off.
You are completely mad!
Damn it, hold him down!
I'm through!
-Get over here! -Help me! Help me!
Help me! It's over!
Shut your mouth.
Finish him off.
You go to the embassy yourself! Here, take the keys!
I said, "Finish him off!"
I'll finish him off!
Ahaaah!
Victor...
maybe I should call for further instructions, okay?
Victor! No, no, Victor!
I am not going to stop this mission.
There will be no phone calls...
and we'll finish this mission or you're going with the others back there.
Maybe I should come in with you.
No, you'd better not, Victor. Just stay here. I'll be one hour.
And please calm down, Victor. Calm down.
Fine, but only an hour.
You couldn't be done that soon.
I'm finishing this off now.
No! We got what we needed. We can't take any more.
If we can drive out, that's all.
Let's finish the mission.
No please, Victor. I can't take any more of this.
Let's go home.
And who is this guy?
I don't know.
Ambassador? Is there something wrong, sir?
My god!
Let's get out of here!
Yeah, the guards are in place.
No! Stop it!
False alarm. Stay calm.
Victor, they've shut the gate. We'll be trapped in here.
We'll be back.
Halt! Halt!
We'll go around the block twice and come right back.
They're going to 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, Marie.
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, Marie.
There's no Marie CIément at the hospital. I know what's going on...
What you go through...
the spying, surveillance...
the video tapes.
Why haven't you said anything?
I only love you, Marie.
Thank 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. Is that it?
Maybe they'll let me come too.
I want you to stay, Marco.
I Iove you.
Mathieu! I'll go up first.
I'll call if there's a problem.
What, no flowers this time?
No.
For how long was she...
Hasn't she paid her debt?
Can't she have her own life any more?
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.
And she killed how many more for you?
Or does it only count when it suits you?
Okay, Marco, 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, Marco...
because we must have all the embassy documents.
Well, her troubles are over then, because I have them with me right here.
She left a note for you with it...
but I tore it up.
What did it say, Marco?
I think we'll miss her.
Yeah.
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