Section One, a clandestine anti-terrorist organization, fakes the death of a jailed, convicted murderer and, believing her twin assets of beauty and ability to kill will make her a valuable... See full summary¬†¬Ľ

Operations: I always thought I'd regret the things I've done. Instead, I regret the things I didn't do.
Madeline: The pain is bad enough. Don't go poetic on me.
Michael: Be prepared for anything.
Madeline: Go back inside. Tell your colleagues to do the possible. Then the impossible and then the unthinkable, until he's out of danger. Because when you're finished, Doctor, that room will contain either four living men or four corpses. Do you understand?
Nikita: I'm not a killer.
Michael: The moment I believe that, Nikita, you'll be canceled.
Nikita: Up yours, Birkoff
Birkoff: Anytime, Babe, my number's in the book!
Birkoff: There's no more right or wrong with Michael anymore, Nikita. He's the new Operations. He can do anything.
Madeline: There's been entirely too much externalizing of emotion lately.
Michael Samuelle: You still believe in free will? In here there's no such thing.
Michael: When I was in there and things started to get bad I thought I was gonna break, but I didn't. I thought of you. You're the only one of us who still has a soul. I'm so sorry, Nikita. We'll never leave this place alive. I don't know what love is anymore... but the only part of me that's not dead is you.
Nikita: Section sent you?
Michael: Yes, but they don't control me.
Nikita: I don't want special favors.
Michael: Would you prefer to be dead?
Madeline: The doctors say you're going to live, that's the bad news. There is no good news.
Michael: Thanks for the fling. Sex was great.
Birkoff: He won't put up much of a fight, most of these scientists are pretty lame. I'm an exception.
[Birkoff made love to the "fake" Nikita, and is talking to the real Nikita]
Birkoff: Uh, Nikita? Did I make a complete idiot out of myself?
Nikita: No, I don't think so. From what I saw you looked pretty delicious.
Walter: What you looking at, Sugar?
Nikita: Just the best part of my day.
Walter: Keep talking like that and I'll forget how old I am.
[Walter, Nikita and O'Brien are leaving the cemetery]
Marco O'Brien: Hey Walter, were you ever in Spec Ops?
Walter: Was in it for six months.
Marco O'Brien: If you were going to stake out this place, where would you be?
Walter: Behind the hedge, six o'clock.
Marco O'Brien: Yeah, that sounds about right.
[turns and shoots into the hedge - an operative falls down dead]
Birkoff: I can't go out there knowing I'm going to die.
[Nikita pulls out her gun, and points it at Birkoff's forehead]
Nikita: Boom. You just did.
Birkoff: [crying] I'm just so scared.
Nikita: Birkoff, you've got it backwards. It's not death you have to be afraid of, that's the easy part. It's life that you have to worry about.
Walter: (To Birkoff) Don't talk to me like that! I've been studying these things since before you were in short pants, and that wasn't long ago.
Madeline: See your beauty? You could learn to shoot, you can learn to fight but there's no weapon as powerful as your femininity.
Walter: Fear of failure is the only thing that keeps us alive in this place.
Nikita: Don't worry Birkoff. You're still my favorite overachiever.
Nikita: Thanks for the binoculars.
Walter: Anytime, anyplace, any position.
Madeline: Shades of grey. There's no such thing as the enemy anymore.
Rene: You once said a person defines themselves by what they are willing to die for. I will die for a belief and you will die because you have none.
George: Adrian is very dear to me; if I discover any harm has come to her and that Section One has played even a minor role, I will crush you both figuratively and literally.
Madeline: The world outside these walls is an illusion; it's not really there for us. We're ghosts.
Walter: So how's life in the suburbs?
Nikita: Normal.
Walter: Oh yeah, we all remember normal.

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