Nikita: 15 minutes, ok? Then we're back in the car. Got 90 miles to go, and we gotta take back roads. ---（1）---
Jill：I keep seeing Jeremy's face. He was starring right at me when--
Nikita: You didn't kill him, Jill. They did.
Jill：And why? For what? For money?
Nikita: Yeah. For a lot of money. Think about it, ok. Henry sampson is using passenger planes to smuggle drugs. Probably to keep from going under like all the other airline companies.
Jill：---（2）--- Jeremy would have loved this.
Nikita: Well, when we get this video, you're going to make sure your article gets published.
Jill：Yeah. If we get the video. Those guys coming after us aren't airline security. They're the commando guys from the crash site. Who are they? Come on! You said before I was on the right track. Some kind of government black ops unit? Maybe even mercenaries?
Nikita:---（3）--- If this video turns out to be what all it's cracked up to be, You get to prove that a fortune 500 CEO is smuggling drugs. You will never be able to prove who the guys were in the helicopters.
Jill：Why?
Nikita: Because they don't have decals on their vehicles or their clothing. Because there's no record that they exist, No documentation, no evidence.
Jill：What about you? You were part of them. You're evidence.
Nikita: I don't exist either.
Jill：Why won't you tell me what you know? Why are you protecting them?
Nikita: I'm protecting you, Jill. You don't think that if I could have gone to the press to take them down, I would have done it? ---（4）---
Jill：Yeah. Well, I won't let Jeremy die for nothing. I have to tell the whole story, Nikita. I owe him at least that much.
Nikita: We gotta go. Now, get up. Put your head down. Follow me.
Police: Excuse me, miss?
Nikita: Go! Go! Go! We gotta lose the car. They're gonna know where we are.
Jill：But you just knocked them out!
Nikita: I'm not talking about the cops.

【歡迎訂閱NIKITA的節(jié)目單】【尼基塔】聽寫節(jié)目單>>



【只要聽寫挖空的部分哦??！一空一行，不寫序號(hào)。聽寫不便的話，請(qǐng)點(diǎn)擊‘彈出答題紙’】
No more nervous appetite? A real-life story of the year. You need to stick with what you can prove. You won't be the first reporter I've seen them kill.