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["Walk Hard" by Sebastian Barnaby Robertson, Wynter Nicole Williams playing]
[song fades]
-[celestial music playing] -Whoa!
Here we go.
Thilo. Thilo, dude, this is your moment.
[Thilo breathing heavily]
[celestial music continues]
And say hi to your princess.
[celestial music continues]
[celestial music crescendos and stops]
["On the Dark Side of the Moon" by Frank Comstock playing]
[laser cocking and firing]
[aeroplane whooshing]
[beep over PA] -Hola.
[passport inspector] Buenos días.
Hmm.
[tense music playing quietly]
-Gracias. [passport inspector] De nada.
Hola.
[tense music continues]
[indistinct chatter in background]
Pedro!
-Hello, señor. -[Sven] Hello.
Would you come with me, please?
-You want me to come with you? -Yes.
-This way. Hmm. -[Sven] Okay.
-[beep over PA] -[Kleo] Huh?
[scoffs]
[sighs]
[tense music continues]
Are you gonna start, or shall I?
Uh… No, uh, please.
We had an agreement, okay?
You want to work for the BND, and in return, you give me information.
Hmm? The problem is, I've not had any information. Why not?
Of course I would've let you know about our trip
as soon as I had the chance.
The problem is that Kleo… That the target,
um, made up her mind to fly to Chile right away.
And that's why I just didn't have the time to tell you.
There was enough time, however, for word of this top-secret trip to reach me.
My contacts managed to do what you can't do.
What judgement would you make from my perspective?
No idea. Why don't you ask your contact person?
[tense music continues]
"Romeo agent." You know that term I presume?
Not at all, but I'm not having an affair with this woman,
if that's what you're insinuating.
-I don't care about that. She trusts you. -[suspenseful music playing]
So, are you willing to cooperate with the BND?
[music stops]
Yes, I am. But quite frankly, you're not in a position to set the conditions here.
[Min] Hmm?
-Who is then? -Kleo, she trusts me.
So, you make me finally an official BND agent,
then we'll continue this conversation. All right?
I want to negotiate on equal terms. I'm not some fucking delivery boy.
No, right. You are much more than that.
Exactly.
[tense music playing]
[Min] The suspect in a murder case…
Question mark.
Or more like two murder cases?
Okay.
[dramatic music playing]
[horns blaring]
[indistinct chatter]
-[Sven sighs] -[Kleo] And?
No idea. Routine check.
How should I know what they wanted?
Right.
-["Adiós General" by Sol y Lluvia playing] -Vamos?
GUEST HOUSE
["Adiós General" continues]
[switch flicking on and off]
-[song ends] -[Kleo grunts]
Double bed? Seriously?
Yeah. It's all they had.
Oh.
For God's sake, I don't like sleeping on my own.
-Got nothing to do with you. -Okay.
[bed clattering]
[Sven] Sags a bit, but I think,
turn the mattress over…
Hmm. It'll work.
Sven, are you all right?
Uh… Yeah. Why? [exhales]
You seem tense.
Okay.
[motorbike passing outside]
[crickets chirping]
[intriguing music playing]
[Sven sighs]
[insect buzzing]
[Kleo moans softly]
[insect continues buzzing]
[intriguing music continues]
[birds chirping]
[soft dramatic music playing]
-[Sven] That's Jorge's house? -Yeah. You stay here.
[Sven sighs]
[dramatic synth music playing]
[doorbell ringing]
So sorry to bother you. Jorge, does he still live here?
No, no, Jorge is no longer with us.
The Lord took him under His wings.
-[kisses] -Oh, my deepest condolences.
When… When did he die?
Was five months ago. A brain tumour.
He was a good boy.
So, the two of you were friends?
-Yes. -Oh, I'm so sorry for you.
[sighs]
Mmm.
[dramatic synth music continues]
How awful.
He didn't suffer much. So that was a relief.
I wish you all the best.
All the best to you too.
-[Kleo] Mmm. -[woman] Ah.
[door closing]
Kleo was just here. Here at mine.
[Ramona] She was there?
We were prepared.
Carmen dealt with her.
[Ramona] What did she do?
She told her a story.
She invented a story?
And you think she's going to believe this story?
Yeah, sure.
Well, for now.
She just left, so don't worry.
[Kleo] Hola, Jorge.
Kleo!
It's you.
What a nice welcome.
You look great.
You too.
How do you feel?
From the looks of it,
not dead.
[Jorge chuckles softly]
We need to talk, Jorge.
What's up? Why so serious?
As if you didn't know.
Is it about back then?
[Kleo chuckles] No.
Why are you here then?
-Where's the suitcase? -What suitcase?
The suitcase you got from my grandpa, Jorge.
-Don't understand. -Yes, you do.
Kleo, you know I can't give you the suitcase.
-And you know I won't leave it. -[soft dramatic music playing]
[sighs] People never change.
Yeah. People do change.
Your country saved my life, and I'm grateful for that.
Of course I'm on the GDR's side now, huh?
On the right side.
[sighs]
-What about you? -[Kleo] The right side?
The right side fooled me into believing in something that never existed.
-[soft dramatic music continues] -[Jorge grunts]
I won't ask again, Jorge.
Come with me.
[groans]
-[whoosh] -[Kleo screaming]
-[dramatic music playing] -[Kleo and Carmen groaning]
I'm so sorry, Kleo.
[Kleo and Carmen continue groaning]
[dramatic music continues]
[dramatic music intensifies]
[Kleo groaning]
[Carmen groaning]
[Kleo groans]
[Carmen groans]
[Carmen screaming]
[dramatic music intensifies]
[Carmen] Fuck, fuck, fuck!
-You fucking bitch! -[gun fires]
[Carmen screams]
[Kleo groaning and gasping]
[coughing]
[breathing heavily]
Crazy old woman.
[breathes heavily]
-[groaning] -[phone ringing]
[groaning softly]
-[phone continues ringing] -[coughing]
[clears throat]
[phone continues ringing]
Sí?
[Ramona] Kleo, you're alive.
Respect.
Ramona.
We should meet.
El Buitre Bar.
I'll be waiting for you.
-[phone line clicks] -[Kleo exhales deeply]
[phone hangs up]
[dramatic synth music playing]
Jorge?
Shit.
Jorge!
Where is Kleo?
-[Sven] Watch out! -[horn blaring]
-[tyres and brakes screeching] -[Sven screams]
-[driver] Where did this guy come from? -[Sven] Fuck!
What happened here? [screams] Help!
-Help! Police! Help! -Fuck!
-[driver] Help! Please! [gasping] -[music crescendos and fades]
[Sven] Oh, fuck!
[sighs] Come, we need to get out of here.
-Fast. The police will be here any minute. -[driver] Oh, God. Help! Police!
-[Sven] What happened to your neck? -Ramona's here.
-[siren wailing] -What?
We're meeting in the El Buitre Bar.
Go to her hotel.
The Carrera.
-[intriguing music playing] -People from the Firm always stay there.
Look for clues about the suitcase. Then come to the bar.
[Sven] Hello, sir. It's a beautiful day outside, right?
Yes, I guess so.
Yeah. Listen, a friend of mine forgot something important in her room,
and she wants me to get it for her. The name is Ramona Brandt.
-Okay, what room, sir? -It's 43.
Thirty-four, I mean.
No, wait. I forgot. You need to look it up, yeah?
So do you want me to let a stranger into a room of one of our guests?
[chuckling] Yeah, that's stupid, right?
Yeah.
Okay.
Let's make it official then.
I work for the German intelligence.
I'm on a highly classified mission,
and I need full access to this apartment right now.
Can I see your ID again, por favor?
No.
-[action music playing quietly] -Okay.
Okay.
[music fades]
[concierge] I like your watch.
[action music playing]
[watch rattling]
[indistinct chatter]
[action music continues]
[fan whirring loudly]
Have a seat. [chuckles softly]
[music fades]
[chuckles softly] Nice shoes.
[Ramona] Oh, thanks.
Very elegant, no?
They're the only ones that fit right now. I've got so much water in my legs.
[chuckling] What's more, I need to piss all the time.
You know, pregnancy puts quite a strain on your body.
[inhales] Ooh.
That's a touchy subject for you, right?
[ominous music playing]
I'm sorry.
Where's the suitcase?
Do you know the Russian legend about the rusalka?
-No. -[Ramona chuckling]
In Russia, they say that…
[Kleo exhales heavily]
[Ramona] …a young girl
who dies an impure death turns into a rusalka, yeah?
A water spirit.
A rusalka is often… [inhales sharply] …angry and evil.
She kidnaps newborn babies and drowns young men in the river.
But sometimes, the opposite is true.
Then the rusalka helps women spin wool
or looks after their babies.
And? What else?
What kind of rusalka are you?
Evil and destructive because someone made you suffer?
Or good and helpful
because you'd like to prevent more suffering?
Because you could prevent a lot of suffering if you chose the right side.
[Kleo inhales deeply] So,
what's right and what's wrong?
Hmm?
Ramona?
I love that story.
[Kleo] Mmm.
[Ramona] Pity.
I had hoped you would also.
-[ominous music continues] -[Kleo chuckles softly]
Coffee?
Two coffees, please.
[ominous music continues]
Excuse me for a moment, needs must. [chuckles]
[groans]
[intriguing music playing]
[intriguing music intensifies]
[Ramona] Thanks.
[ominous music playing]
[Kleo] Mmm.
Good effort.
What might be in it? TTX?
Wow, Kleo. Not bad.
[Ramona groans]
Where is the suitcase?
I can't tell you, and you know that.
You should fly home. Or go to Valparaiso, by the sea.
You ever been to the seaside? [groaning]
What are you going to do? Shoot me?
-I'm pregnant. -[Kleo] Mmm. [sucks lip]
Kleo, did you know that TTX also works as a contact poison?
The smallest wound is enough, like the one on your finger.
[ominous music continues]
[dramatic whoosh]
[ominous music intensifies]
-[gun fires] -[fan whirring loudly]
She'll be dead in half an hour. It'll look like she had a stroke.
Don't worry.
[ominous music continues]
I need to go and pick up something quickly.
I should be home for dinner.
-[indistinct chatter] -[handbrake ratcheting]
Fuck.
[gun cocks]
[action music playing]
[door closing]
[Sven] Shit! Shit!
Shit. Kleo! Kleo!
Kleo! Wake up. Kleo, what happened?
What happened? Were you shot? Kleo?
Sir? Sir?
Sorry, señor. Wh… Wh… What happened to her? [breathing heavily]
[action music continues]
-[gun cocks] -No, no, no, please, please, don't shoot.
-[gun firing] -[woman screams]
[Sven breathing heavily]
[music fades]
Kleo, wake up! Wake up!
-Okay, talk to me. What happened? -[softly] Poison.
Poison? You were poisoned. Yeah? Were you poisoned? What do we need to get?
…pamine.
-Again. Again, again, again, again. -Dopamine.
Dopamine? Dopamine? We'll get dopamine then.
Where do we get dopamine?
[action music playing]
-Hotel. -The hotel?
[groans] Shit.
[dramatic music intensifies]
Kleo? Kleo, where's the dopamine? Where's the dopamine?
[objects clattering]
[exhales heavily]
This is…
Ah! Ah!
Dopamine! I've got it.
[splutters] Okay.
Okay. [exhales deeply]
[action music playing]
Please wake up.
-[music stops] -[dramatic whoosh]
[Kleo gasping]
Kleo? Kleo, Kleo. Are you okay? Are you back? Are you back?
-[Kleo groaning] -[Sven laughing]
[Kleo breathing heavily]
-I thought I'd lost you. -[Kleo continues breathing heavily]
Shit.
[calm music playing]
[Kleo sighs softly]
[gasps]
[coughing]
Sven?
[Sven] Mmm.
Where's the suitcase?
[Sven exhales]
This was in her room.
[dramatic music playing]
[chuckles softly]
[Kleo] I hope we're not too late.
[birds chirping]
-Ramona! -["Chao" by Los Ex playing]
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
[tyres squealing]
[engine starting]
Shit, shit, shit. She's following us.
-Step on it! -Oh, come on.
-I'm going as fast as I fucking can here! -You need to turn the wheel!
-["Chao" continues] -[Kleo] She's getting closer.
-You need to go faster! -My foot's to the floor!
-Drive, Sven!
I'm stepping on it! My foot's to the floor!
-I'm not fucking cut out for this. Yeah? -[yelps]
["Chao" continues]
[tyres squealing]
[Kleo screams]
Come on!
["Chao" continues]
-[Kleo] Shit! -[Sven shouts]
[Kleo] Fuck, Sven!
[song fades]
[Kleo and Sven screaming]
[Kleo continues screaming]
[Kleo screaming in slow motion]
[Kleo and Sven continue screaming]
[Kleo groans]
Are you hurt?
[Sven] I… I don't know. I… I don't think so.
[Kleo and Sven groaning]
[Kleo breathing heavily]
-Ramona. [groans] -[Ramona] Are you okay?
[Kleo and Sven whimpering]
-[lighter flicks] -[Kleo] Get out, get out, get out!
[Sven] We need… We need to get out! We need to get out fast!
-[Sven and Kleo whimpering] -[tense music playing and stops]
-[Ramona groaning] -[liquid trickling]
Fuck, her water broke.
-Shit. -[Sven] Shit.
Seriously? She's having her baby now?
[Kleo and Sven groan]
[Ramona groaning]
[Sven groans]
[Kleo breathing heavily]
[Ramona continues groaning]
We're delivering the baby.
[birds chirping]
What?
["Gracias a la Vida" by Violeta Parra playing]
Get help.
Is there anything else?
[sighs]
[Ramona groaning]
[breathing heavily]
[Kleo] Push, push, push! It's coming!
[Ramona groaning]
[crying]
It's coming!
[Ramona gasping]
[laughing]
-["Gracias a la Vida" continues] -[continues laughing]
[Sven] Hola!
We have a problemo. Come down. Please come down.
It's a girl.
[Ramona chuckling]
I'm sure she already has a name, right?
[Ramona sniffling]
Liliane. [chuckling]
Like the flower. [chuckling]
["Gracias a la Vida" continues]
[Kleo breathes heavily]
[song ends]
[dramatic music playing]
[Kleo sighs]
[Sven] Here?
Here.
[Sven breathes heavily]
[Kleo exhales]
[dramatic music intensifies]
Good.
[exhales sharply]
Okay, but be… careful.
[exhales] Ah.
[birds chirping]
What… Ah. [groaning]
[Kleo groaning]
[dramatic music continues]
[music fades]
[birds continue chirping]
[dramatic whoosh]
-[gasps] Is that-- -Here!
That is the red suitcase?
-[happy music playing] -[Kleo and Sven laughing]
-Catch. -[Sven] Wait. No, no, don't throw it.
[music fades]
[intriguing music playing]
[Kleo] Honecker?
[Sven] President Reagan?
What is this? Why are they wearing cowboy hats?
[Sven] This is crazy.
[intriguing music continues]
[Kleo] So, what is this?
It must be some kind of pact.
A secret agreement.
Reagan financed the GDR and kept it alive with dollars.
Bypassing Congress, it seems.
The GDR had a secret alliance.
-Kleo, if this comes out-- -[banging on the door]
[breathing heavily]
[intriguing music continues]
[Margot] Hello, Kleo.
Margot Honecker?
[music stops]
There it is, the precious thing!
-[door closing] -May I, please? Yes?
[Sven] What?
[cork pops]
-[liquid pouring] -What are you doing here?
I came for the case.
[liquid continues pouring]
This is the proof, right?
This is the proof of the…
Reagan-Honecker Pact.
But why would we…
Wh… Wh…
None of this makes any sense at all.
The working class is not to blame.
It did its best,
and our beloved country still ended up bankrupt.
Ronald Reagan had a problem with that too,
because without the GDR, there was no Federal Republic of Germany,
and without the Federal Republic, no more influence in Europe.
[sighs] Only when you have an external enemy
do you find inner strength.
What?
Reagan needed us as his bogeyman, and we needed his money.
"You scratch my back, and I'll scratch yours."
You worked hand in hand with the enemy?
Surely you understand that the world must never find out.
Otherwise, the Americans, the Russians, and ourselves will have a serious problem.
Wow, that's, um… That's, uh…
Unfortunately, that asshole Mielke got his dirty little hands on the documents
and blackmailed my Erich with them.
And then the idiot lets someone steal the suitcase, the stupid jerk.
[dramatic music playing]
Okay.
You come here, have a drink,
and think we'll just hand you the suitcase?
Yes, I do.
[Kleo] Hmm.
Why should we?
[Sven] Yeah, why?
Your mother.
[emotional music playing]
Brigitte, isn't it?
She's not dead.
She's alive.
She didn't abandon you either, like Otto always said.
[sighs]
He had her arrested, just like you.
The West paid for her release in '78.
I'm willing to tell you where she is
if you'll give me the suitcase.
[emotional music continues]
[Sven] No, no, no, no, Kleo.
No.
I've left the address
at the Hotel Carrera.
[Sven] Kleo?
[emotional music continues]
[emotional music intensifies]
[woman speaking Spanish]
Gracias.
[guests laughing in the background]
[upbeat dramatic music playing]
[upbeat dramatic music continues]
[Sven on phone] Yes, it's huge, you understand, Jenny?
Not the suitcase itself but what's inside. Jenny, do you know what it means?
I… I don't quite understand it all myself yet,
but German unity depends on it.
The whole Cold War could be over.
Everything and so much more.
But not if it ends up in the wrong hands. And whose responsibility is that now?
Mine.
Sven, there really was a time when I found your stories exciting, yeah,
but we have matured since then.
At least one of us has.
This isn't a story. I'm not making this up.
-This is exactly what happened, Jenny. -[Jenny] You're drunk again, right?
Hey, Sven, you should get some sleep, okay?
What? No, wait! Hang on. Wait, will you?
[phone hangs up]
[sombre music playing]
[Freddy] Well?
What did he say?
Gibberish.
[sighs]
I'm worried.
[sombre music continues]
[Freddy chuckles softly]
He'll be all right.
[Jenny sighs]
Wine?
[Jenny chuckles softly]
[Freddy chuckles softly]
[Jenny sighs]
[emotional music playing]
MIN SUN FEDERAL INTELLIGENCE SERVICE
Kiss my ass.
I know where the red suitcase is.
This information comes at a price.
[indistinct conversations in Spanish]
[mysterious music playing]
[action music playing]
[door closing]
[Kleo sighs]
[Sven sighs]
I want to see her again.
I want to know what she smells like.
That was actually the worst thing for me, the day I could, mmm,
no longer remember her smell.
It's not just about what you want, do you understand that?
This isn't just about you.
Kleo, I'm caught up in this just as much as you are.
We went through all this together.
We were a team! If it wasn't for me, you'd be dead.
But now you've got the adventure you always wanted.
What's that got to do with it? You've thrown away something
that could decide the fate of absolutely millions of people
for your mother's fucking address!
Yeah. And?
What "and"? What "and"?
What you did was selfish.
-And it was incredibly dumb! -[Kleo] You know what, Sven?
All my life, I've done what people wanted me to do.
I've always just served that one cause.
This was the first decision I've ever made for myself. The first.
Congratulations!
Your very first decision was shit.
And it wasn't just up to you to decide. It wasn't just up to you to decide!
-End of story! -I'd make the same decision every time.
[tense music playing]
[Sven breathing heavily]
[Kleo exhales]
Coming with me?
[emotional music playing]
Yeah, what else can I do?
[chuckling lightly]
[birds chirping]
Nervous?
Yeah.
-What are you doing? -Nothing.
-Sven? -What?
What are you… Sven, no!
No! No! No! No!
Stop it!
[groans]
[grunts]
Asshole.
Go.
[Kleo sighs]
All right then.
-[children laughing] -[birds chirping]
Hello.
What do you want?
You live here?
Mmm… Yeah.
Is your mum in?
Uh…
Mum?
There's a woman here to see you.
[Kleo] Thanks very much.
[Brigitte in singsong] Coming.
[soft emotional music playing]
Here I am.
[Brigitte breathing heavily]
You cut your hair short.
Mmm.
[sighs]
[soft emotional music continues]
[inhales sharply]
I don't know what Otto told you.
The truth is,
I didn't agree with my strict socialist upbringing.
I wanted a different GDR.
[soft emotional music continues]
[sighs]
And so he reported me.
[inhales sharply]
Betrayed me.
[emotional music playing]
I've thought about you, Kleo.
Often.
It took me a lot of time and energy to build all this here,
out of nothing.
This life.
Everything's fine the way it is.
Good.
["Winds of Change (Russian Version)" by Scorpions playing]
["Winds of Change (Russian Version)" continues]
Well?
She smelled like eggs in mustard sauce.
I'm sorry she sent you away.
["Winds of Change (Russian Version)" continues]
[engine starting]
[Sven] Kleo?
Can I come in? I…
[birds chirping]
I… I don't have anywhere else to go.
[Kleo] Mm-hmm.
[song fades]
WE'LL MEET AGAIN ON THE OTHER SIDE THILO
[glasses clinking]
[chuckles softly]
[ethereal upbeat music playing]
[lighter clicking]
[Sven chuckles]
[ethereal upbeat music intensifies]
[breathing heavily]
[Kleo breathing heavily]
[panting]
[moaning]
[both continue moaning]
Sven.
-[chuckling] Relax. -[Sven chuckling]
[both breathing deeply]
[music fades]
[Sven snoring lightly]
[Sven] Mmm.
Mmm.
[Kleo chuckles softly]
[Sven sighs]
[both chuckling]
Are you okay?
[Kleo sighs]
I keep thinking about how we can get the suitcase from Margot.
[inhaling sharply] Maybe she doesn't have it anymore.
[sighs]
[moans]
[sniffs]
-[groans] -What do you mean?
Oh, I'm just rambling. Forget it.
[moaning]
-What does that mean? -Nothing.
It was just a joke. Forget it.
Tell me.
I might have made sure she didn't have the suitcase anymore.
Are you fucking with me?
You're a traitor.
I'm what?
You're a fucking traitor.
Enough of the Stasi rhetoric, please, yeah?
-[Kleo laughing] -I lost my job because of you.
-I lost my family because of you. -Where's the suitcase?
I have killed people because of you.
And you just made a wrong decision, which you're now regretting. Okay?
-[Kleo screaming] -[action music playing]
[Sven panting]
[birds chirping]
[Kleo breathing heavily]
[Sven whimpering]
[music stops]
[Kleo continues breathing heavily]
-[gun firing] -[Sven continues whimpering]
Stupid bastard!
[door closing]
[dramatic music playing]
As requested.
We thank you on behalf of the United States of America.
Your people from the BND won't be as pleased, I suppose.
Don't know, don't care.
[music fades]
["Field, Oh My Field (Song of the Plain)" by Modeselektor (Gernot Bronsert) playing]
[Margot breathing anxiously]
[grunts, exhales sharply]
[chuckling] My little soldier.
[gun fires]
["Field, Oh My Field (Song of the Plain)" continues]
[Uwe gasps and coughs]
[continues coughing, gasping]
[grunts]
Fucking cunt!
["Field, Oh My Field (Song of the Plain)" continues]
[song fades]
[suspenseful synth music playing]
[suspenseful synth music continues]
[music fades]