What is it?
Comrade Lieutenant-General.
-Mmm. -A comrade would like a word.
He's from Berlin.
What is it?
Sub-Lieutenant Mittig, Comrade Lieutenant-General.
We spoke on the phone.
I told you due to counter-revolutionary forces, the Comrade-Minister…
And?
Well, you hung up. I had something else to tell you.
Get to the point.
Praise and great honour to the glorious KGB.
And now that the Comrade Minister is dead, a friend to sport and to the youth…
I thought, well,
I'd come here and offer my skill.
And put myself forward for…
well, something bigger.
Uh-huh.
Kleo,
she's still on the roam.
I could get rid of her
if in return I…
You understand?
The Comrade understands.
Anja? What are you doing here?
Comrade Ramona is taking care of it.
What?
You're Ramona?
The Ramona?
It looks like it.
You're dismissed.
-Fucking cunt. -Wanker.
AIRPORT MOSCOW
Moscow.
-Something's not right here, huh? -What?
But so far nobody has tried to kill us,
which is a miracle in itself when travelling with you, okay?
And Nikolai knows we're coming, so probably we should already
be dangling from some helicopter? What's he up to?
We're about to find out.
STRAUB
Straub? That's me.
Hello. Come with me, please.
Aren't you going to ask her where we're going?
-What for? -What do you mean, "What for"?
Spasiba.
Um, excuse me, where are we going?
Have a seat.
Okay. Thank you.
Oh, for God's…
MOSCOW INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT
What is that?
Kleo?
Come here. Let me have a look at you.
How…
How you've grown!
Don't you remember me? No?
No.
I'm Akulina. Your grandma!
I'm so glad to see you.
Come, have some tea!
Do you think the old woman is dangerous?
That's my grandma.
Your… Okay. Um…
I'll just be here if you need anything, okay?
Mother Homeland.
It's my latest work.
Do you like it?
Fantastic.
Come on.
Try it. It was your favourite.
Or have you forgotten that as well?
I was here before.
Often.
In fact, you spent almost every summer here.
You loved playing in the garden.
I find this odd.
For so long, I didn't see or hear anything.
You didn't exist.
And now we're meant to play happy families?
What happened back then was really tragic.
When your mother went and she left Nikolai behind.
He's a good father, and you were a good family.
And your mother, she went and destroyed all of it.
That's an interesting definition of "a good father."
Here, look.
KLEO
Ah.
He was always by your side.
He went everywhere with you.
Why are you doing all this?
I want you to honour Nikolai for what he is…
Your father.
Do you think I'll just let him carry on this way?
So he can inflict his "love" on the whole entire world?
I can't let that happen.
You have more in common with him than you think you do, Kleo.
The stubbornness with which you pursue your goals.
Your determination, your strength, all of it.
You get it from your father.
Also, you get your eyes from your father too.
We have different goals, which raises the alarm.
He's not who I'm worried about.
You're the one.
I'm worried about you, Kleo.
If it weren't for me, you'd be dead already.
He's a loving father, but a relentless fighter.
He is not going to spare you just because you're his daughter, my dear.
"Spare me," what are you saying?
He's already taken everything I had.
But I won't let it happen any more.
Then you're going to die, Kleo.
It's late.
I'm sorry.
Indeed.
Kleo!
Farewell.
Farewell, Babushka.
Yes?
The girl was here.
But she didn't want to listen.
I said that would happen,
Mama.
She is a stubborn child, just like you were!
Yes.
Yes, she is.
I know you must hate this guy more than I can ever imagine, but…
I don't know.
Shouldn't we think about what your grandma said to you?
I mean, what do you think? Is there any chance of a more peaceful solution?
No.
And how are we meant to do all this, then? Us two against the KGB.
We're not alone.
What?
Kleo!
Natasha!
How wonderful to see you!
-Oh, it's so good to see you. -I was so happy to hear from you. Really.
Broderova, Natasha.
Petzold, Sven.
Come in! I've made dinner.
-Borscht? -Yes, of course, borscht.
Cheers. A toast to Cuba.
To friendship.
Uh, to Cuba?
That's where we met.
Didn't she say?
Kleo really has many, many talents, but communication isn't one of them.
Kleo was the prettiest in the Friendship Brigade.
The whole of Cuba was in love with this woman.
Absolutely everyone.
-Everyone? -Yeah. She was really wild.
-Yeah, you're very lucky to get her. Mmm. -Mmm.
We're not together.
We just work together.
-But only because she doesn't want that. -Hmm. And why not?
He looks passable.
Ah.
Hmm.
Hurry up.
Or I'll take him for myself!
Hello?
It's for you.
Yes?
Kleo.
Grandma called me.
She was disappointed.
I told her there was no point in talking to you. Hmm?
Correct.
I won't try to change your mind.
Why are you calling then?
Kleo.
The day that you were born,
I wanted to call you Nadeshda.
"Hope."
After the second wife of our wise leader Joseph Stalin.
Your mother was against it.
Nadeshda?
Didn't she kill herself?
And Stalin sent her sister to the gulag.
My little Kleo, enough.
I want you to understand.
You're my daughter,
and I'm proud of you.
It's awful that I couldn't be there for you.
Is this your plan?
To tell your side of the story?
You know what? I really couldn't give a shit!
I'm your father.
You're not my father.
Fabian was my father, and you murdered him.
Fabian!
He took everything from me.
The woman I loved
and you, my child.
He deserved to be murdered.
And mother deserved to die all the same?
Do you think I enjoyed doing that?
The death of your mother hurts me just as much as it does you.
But I couldn't allow her to stand up against our will.
And if you stand against me, Kleo,
then I will have to get rid of you and your counter-revolutionary ideas.
What if I get rid of you instead, and your ideas?
You had the chance once.
You didn't do it.
I am your father. You can't kill me.
But you're not my father, Nikolai.
You're a monster.
And this monster, I'll fucking kill.
Are you okay?
That was Nikolai.
You told me in Mallorca
that I always carry on doing what I do because that's me.
Is that true?
I was really so wrong.
You can change and you have changed.
-A lot, in fact. -Yeah?
Yeah.
I always thought I couldn't.
Change.
But I can do it.
You can change how things turn out as well.
Yeah.
And if you're really lucky, you can change the world while you're at it. Yeah?
If anyone can do that,
it's you.
Thank you.
I will see you under the table!
I've no idea what you're saying, but count me in.
-Morning! -Morning.
-Tea? -Yes, please.
And also today in other news.
German Chancellor Helmut Kohl gave a speech in front of the press in Bonn,
and to their surprise, announced that the monetary union
would not be happening due to the reservation by the USA.
Um, what are they saying?
Your monetary union has been cancelled.
What? That means Nikolai has the pact.
Yes, but not for much longer. We're going to get it back today.
Here. Her father's going to the State Theatre premiere.
Ballet.
And our performance will take place at the KGB.
Natasha's mother works there. She'll help us.
-Yeah. -And then?
Then we just search the building of the biggest secret service in the world
for a pact?
-Yeah. What else? -Well, we could…
Let's go, comrade.
Today, there was a music parade in a German city.
Young people played so-called techno music on speakers.
Lots of fans danced through the western city.
I hope she manages to do this. She has to.
She will.
Be careful. Okay?
Okay.
Mail! It's to be opened right away. Mail!
Come and get your mail!
Everybody has mail.
Poor bastard.
Let's go.
Hey.
Let's go.
Let's go, come on.
Yeah. All right.
Oh.
Handy.
You?
-I thought you were at the… -Ballet?
Uh-huh.
I hate ballet.
Doesn't look good.
You should go see a doctor.
No travel health insurance.
Then go back to your house.
I will.
With Kleo.
Kleo is dead.
And you are next in line, Mr Petzold.
Do you know what her funeral plans were?
Maybe we'll scatter her ashes all over the place.
What do you think?
I believe…
that, mate, you have no clue how good your daughter is.
Do you know how often I've thought,
"Kleo's dead? There's no way she could've survived that." But she did.
Every single time.
Because Kleo is much stronger, tougher, and braver
than you can ever imagine, Nikolai.
I'm not worried about Kleo.
I'm worried about you, Nikolai.
Because Kleo is coming,
and she'll kill you.
And I'll leave now.
Should I?
Wait, not here.
We know where he's hiding.
We'll deal with him later. Later, okay?
Ramona.
You know how it is when duty calls.
Where's your child?
With my wife.
She is so happy.
She was overjoyed to become a mother.
What's all this about?
I have orders to kill you. Hmm.
But, you know,
what happened in Chile, that got me thinking.
I asked myself,
"What's strong and what's weak?"
Huh.
I always thought that you were frail because you betrayed your ideals.
And I was strong 'cause I was loyal.
But that was false.
You didn't kill me back then.
You made the choice for yourself what was right and what was wrong.
That's strong! And me?
I am frail because I do what they tell me to do.
I love you.
You deserve it more than I do.
Your way is the right one, Kleo.
I've learnt from you.
I'm not going to take any more orders, Kleo.
Fuck.
Us women can change the world if those men, if we…
Hi there, comrades.
Blah, blah, blah. What's all that nonsense?
What have you done?
Eliminated supposedly the GDR's best agent.
Stupid cow!
I'll get him.
Uwe!
Uwe.
Come on!
Shit.
Uwe!
One, two, three, four, five…
Uwe?
Huh?
Let's share, yeah?
Why do you want to share?
Now she wants to share! Why do you want to share?
Share something about math, for example?
You were never really that good at it, yeah?
We have eight shots. None left.
How many have you got?
Your magazine is empty.
Listen to me, Uwe.
You do know that they were playing us all about the workers' cause, right?
Margot, Nikolai.
For them, it's just about money, strength, influence.
And you're just their plaything.
Goddammit!
A little stupid pawn to be got rid of.
They're using you!
Mmm.
I don't believe it.
Come in! Come in quickly!
Oh.
You're alive! Oh my God, you're alive.
I need a vodka.
Vodka, please.
Are you sure we shouldn't take you to the hospital?
Yeah.
Now put that in between.
-Like that? -Mm-hmm.
So, what happened?
The pact wasn't at the KGB.
I know where it is.
-Oh, yeah? -Yeah.
Thanks.
-Here. -Is that you?
Yeah. And this tower is the Monument to the Conquerors of Space.
And what makes you think it's there?
Whenever I dream about the past, I see a little cosmonaut.
That's not a coincidence.
Dream? Are you kidding me?
You want us to go there because you dream about cosmonauts?
Sven, Nikolai had the model of a rocket on his table.
The photo, the rocket, the tower!
The pact is there! I'm sure of it.
Even if…
None of us are going to go anywhere without a watertight plan.
What's happening now?
Here you are.
Comrade Major Dunya Broderova.
That's how we get in. Natasha, you're the best.
This isn't a plan. It's just a disguise.
-Take this. -What do we do once we're in? God!
You are hereby designated a hero of the Soviet Union,
and I'm giving you
this medal for outstanding bravery.
I'm also scared.
I…
trust you.
You'll be okay.
Be careful.
Bottoms up!
Ah.
I listened to myself because of Sirius B.
In here.
Yeah, man.
-What did you hear? -Nothing.
Yeah, but that's good.
Where there's nothing, Dopi, everything can grow.
A flower?
Yeah. For example, Dopi.
For example.
Cool!
-Can you take over? -Sure.
Yeah!
How do you do that?
I want to apologise to you, Thilo.
I'm sorry I didn't tell you the truth.
I'm sorry because I realised you're the best person I've ever met.
-Ciana. -I want to show you something, Thilo.
Ciana?
I no longer think it's such a bad thing UFOs don't exist.
I'd like to show you this.
Oh.
What is this?
A tear in the space-time continuum.
Is this Nevada?
Area 51?
-Mm-hmm. -Amazing.
Maybe I'm from outer space after all?
From an extrasolar ocean planet?
From Gliese 1214.
-Comrade. -Comrades.
-This is from Major Zhukov? -General Zhukov.
Hey, you! Are you out of your mind?
What is your problem? This here in front of you is a Comrade Major-General.
Let her through, scumbag!
Excuse me, Comrade Major-General.
The safe is in the basement.
Thank you, comrade.
Thank you too.
How come you can speak Russian so well?
Oh, yeah, that…
Natasha taught me that one sentence just in case.
Hmm.
Didn't you find that sexy? I found it sexy.
There it is.
Now we just have to open it.
What? What? How?
-"How?" Yeah, that's the question. -No.
"How come you don't know the combination?" is the question.
-Of course I don't. -Huh? Seriously?
You organise this whole rigmarole and don't know the combination?
How was I supposed to know the documents are in a bloody safe, huh?
They're intelligence documents! Where else would they be if not in a goddamn safe?
-For God's sake, stop whining and help me. -You drive me crazy.
If you were Nikolai, Sven, what code would you use?
I have no idea.
Okay, okay.
25.10.1917. The day of the October Revolution.
Quite good for a Westerner.
But that's wrong.
I'm afraid according to the Russian calendar, it's 7.11.1917.
Fuck!
Too good to be true.
I have another idea.
-Okay. And that is? -Stalin's birthday.
Oh, that's good. That's very good. Very, very good.
One, eight, seven, eight…
-Goddammit! -Piss and shit!
Damn it!
Um…
Okay, Nikolai, Nikolai. What else is Nikolai?
He's your father.
-Your birthday. -My birthday.
Please, please, please.
Oh, my God! Yes!
Goddammit! Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Shall we kiss?
-No. -Okay.
Shit.
What is it?
Oh, shit.
Hello, Kleo.
No, no, no. No, no, no, no. Let's all just keep calm, please, okay?
I think that's what I'm looking for, right?
Let's say it is, what then?
Let me think.
You go to Russia
and steal what is currently the most important document in the world.
And then?
Rose,
do you really think that we would put ourselves in this situation
without a great escape plan?
We don't have one? Kleo!
My plane is waiting nearby.
Okay.
And to hitch a ride, I should hand over to you my only trump card?
So you can rebuild the world the way you want?
That's not going to happen.
You'll have to shoot me first.
I could shoot.
Then I'd get what I want.
However…
I have something to offer.
And what's that?
Let's say an offer of goodwill.
A piece of information that will change your life.
This letter in exchange for the pact.
Thanks.
But I've had enough life-changing information by now.
-Shouldn't we maybe just… -Just hold on.
Okay.
If you want the pact, you'll have to shoot me.
What the fuck are you doing?
Okay.
Ooh.
Father…
Good evening, Kleo!
Uh…
Good work.
Do I get a medal from you now?
What were you thinking?
Are you just going to shoot the monster?
Pull the trigger.
Shooting your own father isn't that simple, huh?
Even if he is a monster.
Give me the pact.
You're right.
I can't shoot you.
But you?
Can you shoot your own daughter?
No!
-What? -Whoa.
Shit, I think I bit my tongue.
-You're alive? -Yeah.
What? The medal?
Huh?
My God, you're such an idiot!
I told you to let me handle it!
-Look. -What's that?
You've gotta be kidding.
-Is that a bulletproof vest? -Yes!
How come you have a bulletproof vest and I haven't?
I only had one.
Oh. Yeah, yeah.
So why didn't you mention that to me?
I mean, he fired at me. I could have died.
You're not a team player.
Honestly!
Thank you.
Is he dead?
Yes.
He's dead.
And the pact, is it gone too?
It's probably better that way, huh?
It's not gone.
You swapped it just like that?
Mm-hmm.
Okay, what now?
How about change the world?
Change the world together?
-Come on. -Wow.
Holding hands? Seriously?
Okay.
But only because you want to.
Comrade Harald, we have an important message for you.
Roger that.
Your father has passed due to a gunshot injury.
Was it my twin sister?
Yes.
I'm coming back.
H. STRAUB
Pussycat.
Cat. Pussy.