The real gift isn't freedom. It's what we get to do with it.
No one will ever find you. Welcome back to the basement, Helen.
No more missions. No more looking over our shoulders. And all I want is you.
It's time to finish what we started.
They don't get to win. Not like this.
He's my family.
Michael: Feels like dream, right?
Nikita: Yeah. What kind of dream?
Michael: The good kind, you'll see.
Michael, if you want to save me. Save yourself.
If I fail, there won't be any reason to live.
Ryan: Saying your goodbyes?
Nikita: More like good riddance.
Let's get married. That's what I want.
Michael: Or, Owen. Maybe we haven't lost him yet.