[last lines]
Walter: It was a three man mission in the Balcans. A motion detector failed, I got out live, but the other two didn't. They were in the five percent I told you about.
Nikita: Good men.
Walter: The best. And got me interested in the gadgets we use, I... designed a few myself, and eventually I got into it full time. In it ever since. Hmmm, by the way, you should start thinking about *your* future too.
Nikita: In my future?
Walter: People *don't* live forever in the field. You should... move into another area, Comm, Research, Profiling. I could use an assistant.
[Nikita gently laughs]
Walter: No, come on, I'm... I'm serious.
Nikita: I think I'd feel too guilty knowing there are people out there risking her lives.
Walter: Trust me. You're get over it.
Nikita: How you do it? How you stay sane?
[pauses]
Nikita: What's the secret?
Walter: Knowing, when to lie and when to tell the truth.
Nikita: To them?
Walter: To yourself. At night you go to bed, *knowing* that you live in hell, that's the truth.
Nikita: And the lie?
Walter: When you wake up in the morning, thinking that *this* day, may... change everything. You'll escape, you fall in love, they'll close the place up and send everybody home.
Nikita: At the night, have to face the truth again.
Walter: Yeah, but in the meantime, you've accomplished something trully remarkable.
[pauses]
Walter: You made it thru another day.
Nikita: [phone rings; Nikita answers] Hello.
Michael Samuelle: [on the phone] Josephine.
[Nikita hangs up]