Nikita Page #2

A corridor leads to the street.

A car's waiting already.

You've got three minutes.

Please wait until I leave.

Eddy, look down there.

Other side.

Stay there.

Jos!

Coming!

Miss! Miss! Stop!

Open up!

There's trouble down here.

Miss!

Open the door, a**hole!

The window was walled up, Bob!

The window was walled up!

Of course it was.

You filthy sh*t!

Stop it, Nikita!

Motherf***er!

It's all over. You get out tomorrow.

You get out tomorrow!

You get out tomorrow!

You get out tomorrow!

Just calm down, God damn it!

We have to.

We have to do this sort of exercise

before letting agents out.

You've worked well, Nikita.

Tonight,

and all these years.

I'll miss you.

I'll never kiss you again.

What category of mission is she for?

S1.

Still as ambitious.

Don't sit down.

Six months set-up time.

I want her for September.

I can't stand you.

I'd have let you die. So toe the line.

You won't be warned. Clear?

How many do I take?

Three at the most.

Jeannot.

Marie Clment from Sarlat.

Nurse at the Salptrire.

You're paid at the bank

opposite the hospital.

Passport, driving license,

and a bonus to help you out.

Your mission code name:

Josphine.

Good luck.

I'm scared.

The worst's over.

Second floor, sunny, central heating,

and, lucky for you, it's vacant.

Perfect.

Perfect.

Are you in a hurry? Huh?

No, no, not at all.

Good, 'cause my register's acting up.

The belt's broken, too. So...

I've got plenty of time.

That's good.

Push it over and we'll sort it out.

Ravioli.

Hey, ravioli.

I'm slow. I've only been here two days.

It's really complicated.

Cookies. Having yourself painted?

God, no price tag! Can't be worth

more than 10 francs. Call it 10!

What time do you finish?

Six o'clock.

How about dinner?

Ten francs!

It's not finished.

I'm embarrassed. Usually I do the inviting.

You've really confused me.

I don't know what to say.

Never mind. Eat.

Yeah, sure, eat.

It's really good.

Something funny happened this morning

at the store. Really funny!

That neither.

I know, I'll eat while it's hot.

Don't start what you can't stop.

Sorry, I want you.

It'll get cold.

You were getting it!

I put the kettle on.

Yeah, you did f*** all!

Breakfast, Highness.

There. Sh*t, I'll be late.

Your Highness slept well?

I'll invite Lon to dinner Saturday.

Good.

He's missing Brittany, poor guy.

I'll make crpes.

You know how to?

We might go into business.

Doing what?

Designing boats.

-With him as the eraser?

-Hey, Lon's a nice guy.

I've seen more intelligent bananas.

Give him a break.

Why don't you invite your friend?

Who?

You made a friend in a store, a blond,

didn't you? Last week?

Yes, but I don't know if she's a friend yet.

This is your chance to find out.

If it doesn't work,

Lon will peel her bananas.

We get on well, huh?

We've been together six months now.

Marie,

how come you never bring people here?

No relatives, no friends.

Nobody.

Because I love only you.

There you go.

No! Tell him I hate his guts.

Hello?

Josphine?

Yes.

The George V bar, in an hour.

Who was it?

The hospital. I'm on duty.

Tea.

Got a light?

The Regina basement, in an hour.

Don't move.

Legs apart.

Josphine.

Sorry.

Put that on.

What do I do now?

You wait.

Room service, good morning.

Certainly, sir.

What do I do now?

Go home.

Is that all?

Hello?

Marie?

Bob speaking.

How are you?

Fine. I'm just fine.

I wanted to congratulate you.

I'm glad the first job went well.

Thanks.

Have you settled in?

Yes, really well.

I have a fianc.

Great. I'm glad everything's going well.

I have to go now, Marie.

Good luck for the next.

Bob?

Yes?

I'd like you over for dinner.

I'd be delighted.

Bob?

Uncle Bob?

Come in. She's in the bathroom.

Let me help you.

You shouldn't have, for the flowers.

Champagne was a good idea.

Sorry.

I'm really pleased

to meet you. It's...

I haven't met her family before.

The others aren't worth it.

I'll put it in the fridge before it gets cold.

Delicious. Really. Wonderful, fine, light...

Stop. I'll never be able to match that.

One last compliment, okay?

I haven't seen her for a while. She's...

She's radiant.

I'm sure that's thanks to you as well.

My charm's really deceptive.

It's not immediate.

It can take 10 or 15 years.

Tell me, what was she like

when she was little?

No, Marco.

When she was 8 or so.

Marco, you promised!

It's him I'm asking, Marie, not you.

See? I can't even ask questions.

Do I ask you things?

No, but I wish you would.

I love you all the same.

See? She's a brick wall.

So people say.

Marie!

At 8, she was so pretty.

She had golden hair in a pigtail.

There was a cousin called Caroline.

Only Caroline could touch her pigtail.

No one else.

She wore a ribbon,

and always had white dresses.

I only saw her when the family

rented a farm in the summer.

Between the cousins and neighbors,

there were 20 kids,

always causing trouble together.

Marie had her specialty. She imitated frogs.

She'd squat by the pond

and jump into the mud,

going, "Croak, croak."

That cracked the other kids up.

She'd come back,

soaked to the skin,

but always with the same excuse:

"I slipped," she'd say,

in her quiet little voice.

That's just like her!

Has she told you what I do?

No. See, I can't ask her questions.

I work in a travel agency.

I'm one of the partners.

Two tickets to Venice.

An engagement present.

I don't know what to say.

Don't say anything.

Mahogany?

I feel rough.

Mind the step.

This way!

Oh, no, not the gondola, Marie!

Not the gondola, not the gondola.

-I want you.

-Me, too.

-I'm thirsty.

-Me, too.

-I'm hungry.

-Me, too.

Copycat! Undo my skirt!

-Right away.

-It's undone.

No, take it off.

Take it off!

Here, hold this.

We'd like some San Daniele ham,

a portion of cheese

and two bottles of water.

We get thirsty after sex.

She's crazy.

What did he say?

He has the same problem.

It's all okay, then?

Don't move.

Josphine?

Josphine?

Yes.

The bathroom cabinet

has a secret compartment.

Fine, make that a green salad, then.

Thank you.

They're out of ham.

Call the management.

I want a bath.

Relax and wait for room service.

Josphine, in position.

The first items are under the sink.

Assembly completed.

Open the window.

There's no f***ing handle!

I don't care!

Sweetheart?

Yes?

Know what I'm thinking about?

No.

That day at the store. Your beauty.

I thought, "Life's a b*tch.

"I'll never have a girl like that

"to share my life with.

"Never."

I can't believe I'm saying this.

The white boat on the canal

with a driver in a blue shirt.

To the left,

there are two people outside a door.

Take aim on them

and get ready.

We're awaiting orders.

Yes.

Can we talk?

Okay, but stay there.

Marie...

I know questions piss you off.

I don't know what's up,

what sh*t you've been through

to put you in that state.

But I've got an imagination, okay?

And I imagine the worst.

The worst would be a relief.

Who is it?

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