I'm not a monster. I just wanted you to think I was.Nikita
I have nothing left. If you die, I die.
Michael: Feels like dream, right?
Nikita: Yeah. What kind of dream?
Michael: The good kind, you'll see.
'Til death do us part.
All of you went through that?
Michael: Or, Owen. Maybe we haven't lost him yet.
Michael: Who's his brother?
Nikita: No idea. I'm sure he deserved it.
Michael: Let's set a date and stick to it.
Nikita: Done and done.
Things have changed. But it why I need to make sure Owen is ready for this job. Owen is your partner now.
Owen: Anything else?
Michael: Yeah, your diction could use work.
If this story blows up, questions will be asked. Questions that will lead to Division.
You've helped enough!