Nikita: Brother... what have we become?

Pavel: That's a complicated question, Nick.

 

*You look Pavel in the eyes*

 

Nikita: We're murderers.

But it doesn't feel like it.

Pavel: Time and time again, we are forced to do things that are...

 

*Nikita sighs*

 

Nikita: Yeah, I don't know how to escape these dark deeds.

Pavel: We had no choice, it was us or her.

Nikita: We moved to St. Petersburg for a fresh start. But, all we encountered was... more darkness.

Pavel: I think it's my fault, I chose to pursue the dirty money.

Nikita: But we couldn't live honest lives because we always had to move around. We wouldn't be able to hold a stable job...

Pavel: We could have done the petty crimes... instead of this big one.

Nikita: Really, this all started in Moscow, when I worked with those corrupted men who called themselves police.

Pavel: But your intention was just, you wanted to help fight crime not aid it.

Nikita: And now here we are.

Pavel: That's life... sometimes there is no good outcome.

 

*Nikita looks at at the rising sun*

 

Nikita: Indeed.

 

*Pavel drives faster*