Nikita: Pavel... Victor is gone.

Pavel: Gone?

*Nikita stares at his brother, then looks down*

Pavel: Brother... what... happened?

Nikita: So... so... much.

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Nikita: I told my brother everything that just happened... I remember everything like it was yesterday, both of us felt like we lost yet another father...

But after a long upsetting conversation... we decided to go to Victor's house and take some items to remember him by.

That was the moment... that our world really flipped upside-down. That's when we found... the letter.

I just can't live with this burden anymore. I took you in 13 years ago when your parents disappeared...

But what you don't know is that I'm the reason they are gone. I didn't mean for that to happen but it did. It's too much to bear day in... and day out. Goodbye.

Victor

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Nikita: Pavel... he told me about this in the car. He said he was sorry for ruining my life.

Pavel: That night all those years ago, when we were children... it was me who led us here, I wanted to go to Victor's house... I unknowingly knocked on the door of our parents' killer...

Nikita: I had... my biggest moment of weakness... when he jumped out of the car.

I couldn't help but yell out and cry in both sadness and anger... It was unreal, brother.

Pavel: Niki... it's okay to be sad and angry. I know I am... I have no idea what to think of this letter...

Nikita: He didn't say he killed our parents... but this really makes it seem that way...

Pavel: Your memory is impeccable, do you remember the timeline of all of this? Could it really have been Victor this whole time?

Nikita: That's what's puzzling... I feel like he would have left so much more evidence. We both know Victor isn't a genius.

Pavel: Remember that night in the storm when you saved my life?

Nikita: How could I forget?

Pavel: The evidence of my fight... it was all gone the next morning...

Nikita: Just like at our parents' house all those years ago...

Pavel: Nikita... maybe it was the mob, but why? Were our parents bad people???

Nikita: And how does Victor fit into all of this? I can't think straight... my mind is clouded.

Pavel: It seems like life is really just a sequence of loss. The question isn't if we lose... but when.

Nikita: Not when, but why.

*Pavel nods at Nikita*

*Nikita sighs*

Nikita: So what now?

Pavel: Forensics.

Nikita: I guess... and what about you?

Pavel: The mob evades punishment because those that try to punish them have to follow rules.

Nikita: It's true... there's very little we can do about that.

*Pavel stares at Nikita*

Pavel: Unless we don't play by the rules.

Nikita: I'll just be dealing with evidence collection and analysis, there's not really much I can do...

Pavel: You'll find out who these crooks are... and those that escape justice will meet us.

Nikita: Hmm, so you're saying... If the police don't have enough evidence... that's where you come in?

*Pavel nods slowly*

Pavel: Life is loss, brother. Maybe our purpose... is to make this life more livable for the rest of humanity...

Nikita: We lost our parents... for... a reason, we were meant to do bigger things.

Pavel: Through loss we have found our purpose.

*A sad look covers Nikita's face*

Nikita: It's taken so much to learn...

*Pavel looks at the letter*

Pavel: Victor... the darkness hiding in plain sight... right in front of us.

*Nikita's eyes close*

Nikita: What a life.

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Nikita: The next phase began at that moment... my brother and I wanted to fight crime.

Jenna: Nikita Volkov... one of the most successful crime lords of all time... fighting crime. That's... so hard to wrap my mind around.

Nikita: Jenna, this goes far deeper than you think... My brother and I began fighting crime after Victor's death...

But the reason it all becomes a twisted enigma... is because...

I've never stopped fighting crime.