Hey, KGB comrade.
Did Olga send you?
Kleo?
Kleo!
This is so insane.
-I'm already on Level 3. -Where?
Quattuor Saxa. Ciana's game with the four blocks.
It's so cool!
-What are you doing? -Looking for something.
Look, a clue from your childhood.
What?
The seahorse.
Hippocampus in Latin. It's not just the name of the animal,
it's also the part of the brain that stores memories.
You couldn't remember your childhood.
Hippocampus, memory, childhood.
Cool.
Can I have this?
Yeah.
I knew it.
What?
This is my grandpa.
And this is the Russian who brought me the seahorse.
Rossbach, the stupid bastard.
-My instructor from Object Else. -Like your rule of three?
Well, like hippocampus, memory, childhood.
Only,
Rossbach, Russian, Grandpa.
Like a mathematical equation.
-You just have to solve for x. -What's x?
The red suitcase.
It represents the part of your childhood you've forgotten.
Who actually has it?
Probably the Stasi agent in the American embassy.
-And he knows who that is. -That's good.
Can I have that too?
-Yeah. -Sweet!
Well, I'll never!
Kleo! What a coincidence!
Jutta!
Hey, I haven't seen you for ages.
Yeah, wow, what a coincidence!
-What are you doing here? -René works over there.
-He's my fiancé. -What happened to Marco from Fangschleuse?
I got bored with Marco from Fangschleuse.
-I got a divorce. -Kids?
No, I had a miscarriage, the poor little pea.
-I'm sorry. -Yeah, well, no big deal.
Week eight, just like you back then.
-How do you know I lost my child? -You know our republic!
You can't fart without everyone else knowing about it.
How about we grab a coffee?
I got to go, Jutta.
Maybe we could go for a beer sometime?
-Like we used to? -Maybe. Bye.
Okay. Bye.
Now, that's what I call wobbly jelly! I love jelly.
Or do you say gelatine dessert?
-Jelly. -Great.
Has our republic gone so far down the tubes
that they let traitors go?
All that state treason stuff, it's weird.
It turned out that I was the only one who didn't betray the state.
May I?
Looks so delicious.
But don't worry.
I dealt with the traitors just like you trained me to.
Sweet woodruff.
-But why is it blue, not green? -What do you want?
I have two questions.
First, who's that?
-Comrade Nikolai Zhukov. -What's he up to now?
No idea. I haven't seen him for ages.
Go ahead and eat if you like it.
I won't say no to that.
And now my other question.
Until recently, you trained operatives
for the Minister's Task Force for Special Issues, right?
So who was our man with the Americans in Clayallee?
I don't know.
I trained our people.
Your grandpa deployed them.
But you know that better than anyone.
Goodbye!
-Kleo Straub turned up here. -That's not good.
She's snooping around.
-Should I? -No, I'll take care of her personally.
Understood, comrade. Thank you.
Who was that?
-My mother. -Is she Russian?
Do you know what I think? That was Comrade Zhukov.
And he's KGB, right?
Why should a border guard know where the Stasi personnel files are?
He worked for Reconnaissance and managed those files.
Comrade Reisser! We meet again so soon. Do you have a couple of minutes?
Not really.
Great.
I know you don't remember our first meeting,
but I recall one thing you said about the Reconnaissance personnel files.
-Okay. -You said the files were gone.
Not destroyed. Just gone.
Right now, I'm looking for a Stasi agent, and I'm wondering if "gone" just means
that they're no longer at the Reconnaissance Division?
-I don't know what you're talking about. -Okay.
Well,
maybe this will help you remember?
Shit.
Freddy, you got any cash?
Nice watch you've got there. Bloody hell.
Chronometer. Sapphire crystal.
Fell off a truck on Kurfürstendamm? Or is it an heirloom?
-Yes. -Yes what?
An heirloom?
As far as I know, this model is brand new.
Costs roughly 25,000 marks brand new.
-West German marks. -Dude!
Almond croissant?
Maybe we should explain to Comrade Reisser who he's dealing with here.
Frederick Lionel Lembach, State Police, Fraud Squad.
Fraud?
-But I didn't do any… -Yes, you did.
You sold files.
But I have a proposition for you.
My colleague here, Freddy "the destroyer" Lembach,
might just forget about this if you tell us who you sold them to.
All right.
I sold copies of the files to our Soviet friends.
KGB.
It's every man for himself these days.
KGB.
I don't believe it! What a coincidence! What do you want from the KGB?
Not sure what you say in the East, but here we say,
it's none of your damn business, Kleo.
Looks like we figured out the same thing.
Oh, yeah? Okay then, fire away.
What did you find out?
That, dear Sven, is none of your damn business.
Okay, very funny.
Let's do this. You tell me what you found out.
-I'll tell you what I know. -You first.
You first.
All right, then.
A KGB agent is spying on me.
He obviously wants the red suitcase too. And that man is very likely in there.
In the Berlin KGB station.
The KGB is involved in this? Seriously?
Oh God!
You're really bad. You don't know anything, huh?
You didn't find shit, and now you come crawling back.
Forget it. Get out.
-I offered to work together… -We did.
-You screwed me. You forgot? -We're discussing that now?
-I didn't screw you. -Yes, you did.
And it didn't stop you from sleeping with me.
But okay, my fault for being stupid enough to trust you.
Okay.
Kleo. I'm sorry.
Yes, me too, Sven.
Me too.
Wait, please. Kleo?
Kleo?
You're fucking kidding me!
Come with us.
Fuck! Okay.
All right. Hey. Hi.
Come with us.
I'm Sven Petzold.
-Come with us, please. -I'm a friend.
Do I have to ask again?
-No idea what you're saying. -Get out of the car!
Come with you?
Yes, come with us. There you go, come with us.
Okay. Ow! Okay.
Goddammit, that… Yeah.
Keep going.
Wait.
Here we are.
In there. Take a seat.
Oh no.
Sit down.
Okay.
I haven't done anything at all.
Now sit back and take it easy.
Okay.
Wait.
Please wait just a second!
What the fuck is this?
Stable, durable, non-toxic,
a place to sleep, viewing platform, and play area all in one.
-Not possible! -It is.
And where's the pussycat now?
I have no idea.
Hi.
Hi, comrades.
With regard to Kleo Straub,
it doesn't look like the friendly approach toward the comrade worked.
-What does "doesn't look like" mean? -It means I'll keep trying.
Don't "keep trying", Jutta.
Make sure she stays out of our way!
Nice scratching post. Have a nice evening.
Bye, Jutta. See you soon, maybe?
"See you soon, maybe?"
Hello.
Well, I have no idea what you think I did,
but there really is no reason to treat me like a dangerous criminal, okay?
Don't worry, my friend.
No one here thinks you're a dangerous criminal.
You're much too harmless.
Comrade Alexander Belov.
Well, well!
Why are you snooping around here?
I'm here because you have something I need.
-Get to the point. What do you want? -Reconnaissance Division personnel files.
Information on all Stasi operatives. I know they're here.
Wait.
Listen.
Socialism is fucked.
I'll tell you something about capitalism.
Over here, everyone has to look out for themselves.
You know what I mean?
Fifty thousand.
-Marks? East German marks. -West German marks.
-Okay. -Or is that a problem?
No. Don't be silly. Not at all. Okay.
Tomorrow, ten o'clock, Rasputin men's sauna.
Quick question, is the sauna the only option?
My blood pressure is incredibly low.
The supply tunnel at the exhibition centre at noon.
I'm getting my hair cut nearby after that, so I could…
-Exhibition centre, supply tunnel, noon. -Great.
Slap me in the face with a fish! Am I still tripping or something?
Thilo?
Thilo!
You old flounder!
You're looking good!
I thought you were gone. On Sirius B with your princess.
I was, Dopi. I was.
But my mission here isn't over.
Here on Earth, I mean.
Wow. Wicked.
-What's still left to do? -No idea.
She didn't say.
My princess.
But first, Dopi, we're opening our club tonight, huh?
Really? Hey, Thilo, it's great to have you back.
I thought I'd have to open the club on my own.
Tell me, have you ever been in love?
Like, really?
Really. Like, really.
Don't think so.
I'm telling you,
it's better than any trip.
Holger?
What are you doing here?
This isn't how I envisioned this moment.
I wanted to see you, Kleo.
After all this time?
Well, the Wall is open.
For ten years, I've been wondering
if the biggest mistake of my life was not fighting for you back then.
I never heard from you again. What's all this about?
I wrote to you.
A letter every week for a whole year.
I never got any letters.
Otto.
So how is he?
He's dead.
It'd be better if you left now.
Can I see you again?
Not a good idea.
Kleo, I'm so glad you came.
Thanks for the invite.
And what do you think?
Really cool.
Hey, Kleo. Want some too?
No, thanks.
That's pretty, Kleo.
How do you know my name?
I know everything.
Everything? I don't believe you.
That's a pretty necklace your daddy gave you.
I must go home. Dinner time.
Dear compatriots.
A few weeks ago, the state treaty
on the monetary, economic and social union between the Federal Republic of Germany
and the German Democratic Republic was signed.
Germans in the Federal Republic and in the GDR are once again…
Hi!
I'm Sabine, the new girl.
Didn't know we're getting a new girl. Did you?
No.
Soon, they will live in a free and united country once again.
The branches.
What are you doing, love?
Do you want my heart to explode?
Come on, you sissies.
Comrade Alexander Belov!
Back from Mallorca?
You again?
It's healed well.
Let me guess. You're not here because of this.
-You just missed me? -I want the Reconnaissance agent files.
You're not the only one.
Well?
Kleo,
you have to look after yourself these days.
-How about you make me an offer? -I offer not to blow your balls off.
You wouldn't do it.
Oh, I wouldn't?
No.
Why not?
Because you'd love to suck them.
Bitch.
Suck them yourself.
So, where are the files?
They're copies. Microfilms. They're in Karlshorst.
There you go!
Let's go, then.
-Can I at least get my flip-flops? -Of course.
Thank you.
Okay,
Ms Whatshername from the CIA.
I'm guessing this encounter is not a coincidence?
I'm sorry that your informant stood you up.
My informant? I have no idea what you're talking about.
Shit, did you deactivate him too?
Listen, Ms Carmichael, I don't want to interfere with the CIA,
but you can't kill people whenever you want.
What's this?
My final offer.
This is a lot of money, which I desperately need.
A CIA ID card?
With my face on it?
Alexander Alexandrowicz.
At ease.
I understand, thanks. I have to go.
Hi, Sasha.
How are you, Natalia? All good?
How are the kids?
They're fine, thank you.
-This is a comrade from Moscow. -Hello.
Hello.
The kids?
UPPER FLOOR
Don't do anything dumb.
Today would be good.
Okay.
Here you go.
That wasn't so hard.
Watch out! She's armed.
There she is. We got her!
-There! -Drop your weapon.
Don't move!
I knew I should've blown your balls off.
Don't move!
-Calm down, comrades. -Come on.
Slowly.
That's it.
Yeah, that's it.
Bitch!
Stop!
I'll shoot! Stop!
Stop! On the ground!
On the ground!
Stop!
Get down!
Fuck!
Get in! Come on! Get in!
Did you see that?
I still had your stun grenade, and then boom!
-Are you okay? Show me. -I'm fine.
I just wanted to look.
Well, now would be the best time to say,
"Thanks very much, dear Sven."
What for?
"What for?" I saved your life.
Who says you saved my life?
Let's get to the point. I saved your life. That's a fact.
You just can't say, "thank you". Another fact. Now you owe me.
-And what, may I ask? -Are those the documents?
I want them.
You know the difference between you and me?
You want them to prove to yourself and the world how cool and smart you are.
-Because as usual, it's all about you. -No. That's how it used to be.
Now, it's about something much bigger, but for you,
this time, it's all about you.
Yeah.
You're right.
It's about me.
It's about my past. There's a gap there.
Something I can't remember.
And I want to understand why I am the way I am.
You know what? That's a damn good reason.
Honestly. It's the best reason you can have.
Let me help you.
May I? Please.
Fine. We'll look into it together.
Code name Else.
No.
Code name Schlosser.
No.
Code name Wunderlich.
Gustaf.
No.
Code name Kropf.
You smell different.
-Western detergent. Thilo bought it. -Okay.
-Code name Koch. -Want to come play…
What are you doing?
Trying to find out who our man in the American consulate was.
Sometimes, when I'm looking for something, I just wait for it to find me.
Okay.
-Want to come play mini-golf? -In the middle of the night?
-Yeah. -Not tonight, Thilo.
All right.
Ciana, they won't!
That's it!
"OOSA."
"US Permanent Mission in West Berlin."
Wait. OOSA, what does that mean exactly?
-Officer on special assignment? -Right.
Code name "Bear".
"Object Moni."
And what does that mean?
The safe house the OOSA retreats to in case of emergency.
Right, what else could it be?
All right! That means we take a guess.
And this guess is that an OOSA code-named Bear
is hiding in Object Moni with the red suitcase, correct?
Yes.
So now, we just have to find Object Moni.
"We"?
Why we?
Oh God, you know, and you won't tell me, of course.
You can't do this.
I saved your life,
and you treat the only partner you still have like absolute shit!
Open the…
Do not ignore me!
Oh man!
Leave with dignity.
I'd really like a house like this too.
What do you have on Sirius B?
I feel dizzy all of a sudden.
Ciana?
Careful.
Easy now.
Do you need to lie down? Watch your head.
Thilo? Is the taxi here yet?
What taxi?
-The one you were supposed to call. -That one. It's on its way.
-What's up with her? -She's a bit dizzy.
So where are you going?
-Belgrade. -By taxi?
By train.
-Will you bring me something? -Sure.
Bye.
What are you doing back here?
I once made the mistake of not fighting for you. I won't again.
I won't let you push me away because you're scared of your feelings.
I have no time right now.
What? Why? Where are you going?
To Belgrade.
By taxi?
By train.
-Hi. -Hello.
Is that everything?
I wanted to give you this ten years ago, but then
I never saw you again.
It's a cassette with our old songs from back then.
You kept it all these years?
Yeah, I guess so.
Thanks.
Take care.
KGB HEADQUARTERS MOSCOW
Yes, come in.
How are you, Olga?
What are you doing here?
Surprised?
I thought you were…
Dead.
…in Berlin.
-What do you want? -A cup of tea would be nice.
Be my guest.
-A bit of a stupid situation. -I don't know what you mean.
What I mean is
your little bloodhounds had the order to bump me off.
But here I am, right in front of you.
Alive and kicking.
Comrade Zhukov,
as usual, you overestimate yourself.
Why would I have you killed?
That's what I was asking myself.
Why?
I thought you were smarter.
I don't give a shit what you think of me. Understand?
Oh yes.
And that's exactly what your problem is.
Oops.
Hello.
-Comrades. -Yes.
Get moving.
Understood.
Moscow, the Soviet capital, is reeling from a series of murders.
Local authorities are now reporting 12 dead.
The victims had ties to the KGB
or were members of the Politburo of the Soviet Communist Party.
Observers put the murders down to an internal power struggle.
All victims were supporters
of President Mikhail Gorbachev's political programme of perestroika
and in favour of German reunification.
He who plays with fire might get burned.
Subtitle translation by: Kristopher Brame, Diana Renker