La Femme Nikita

Nikita (1990)

Bob: You died Saturday at 5:00 p.m. The prison doctor confirmed suicide after an overdose of tranquillizers. You’re buried in Maisons-Alfort, row 8, plot 30. Nikita: [looking at pictures of her funeral] Titi… That’s Titi! Bob: I work, let’s say, for the government. We’ve decided to give you another chance. Nikita: What do I do? Bob: Learn. Learn to read, walk, talk, smile and even fight. Learn to do everything. Nikita: What for? Bob: To serve your country. Nikita: What if I don’t want to? Bob: Row 8, Plot 30

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