All language subtitles for Deutschland.83.S02E09.Chickenfeed.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DD+5.1.H.264-AJP69_en.non-deaf

Stasi Prison, East Berlin, East Germany

Number two.

Come with me.

Get in!

OUR HEART AND OUR HAND FOR SOCIALISM

Children.

Orphanage, East Germany

Today is not only a new day.

For some of you, it will be
the beginning of a new life.

Your parents abandoned you
for a life in the West.

But just because they chose

to pursue lives driven
by individual ambition and greed,

doesn't mean
you must also reject our ideals.

You may now be orphans,

but we are here

to take care of you.

The German Democratic Republic
takes care of its children.

Peace and Socialism

at the ready!

Always ready!

You two.

Peace and Socialism

at the ready!

Always ready.

Again.

And louder!

Peace and Socialism

at the ready!

Always ready!

Kleinmachnow, East Germany

If we divert the weapons to the ANC
when the boat docks in Angola

they'll never make it to Cape Town.

I'm not sure we have enough
ANC comrades on the ground.

Then we'll sell them to the MPLA.

The important thing
is they get into the right hands.

So,

what are you two plotting?

Top-secret.

But you would like it.

Listen.

Officially, I can't tell you anything.
You know that.

But I asked around.

And I can tell you
with absolute certainty,

Martin is alive.

And is doing well.

Really?

I'm sure.

Tell me everything you know.

I don't know much more.
And I'm not allowed to tell you more.

Thank you.

Microfilm?

What?

I thought my weapons deal
with the Libyans was enough.

The microfilm is on top.

As a bonus.

Well-coded BND intelligence information.

It should keep the HVA analysts
occupied for a week or two.

And when they finally do decode it,

they'll be rewarded with
some valuable information.

And where did I get this?

From me, of course.

Like everything else.

You shamelessly used me
to get everything you wanted.

They'll send Annett to debrief you.

How do you know?

Because that's exactly what I'd do.

She'll try to use Max
as emotional blackmail.

Would you do that, too?

Of course.

Anything else?

Your mission.

Lenora.

After you bring her here,
Mrs. Netz and the BND will be busy.

And we can disappear.

Mrs. Netz is your contact.

She'll arrange passage
for the three of you.

For Lenora,

for Max and for you.

And I'll be waiting.

For you.

And for Max.

I'll come back.

I promise.

If you don't, I'll kill you.

Get out! Go.

Faster!

Come with me!

Get out.

Change your clothes!

But where's my husband and children?

Over there.

Now move on!

Tina.

Move on!

Welcome home.

Where's my mother?

We'll surprise her.

Now?

No.

We need to go into the office first.

The others have some questions for you.

After all, you've been
around the world and back.

Why didn't you stop the bombing?

I tried.

-Did you forward my message?
-Mm-hm.

I couldn't stop the bomb,
but I did stop the investigation.

The CIA believed you were responsible

and there was a lot of evidence
pointing in your direction.

I gave them proof
that you had nothing to do with it.

Oh, well, thanks.

After all, you are my only son.

Border Crossing, West Berlin Side

Welcome to the West.

Excuse me, will there be more prisoners
coming over here today?

I'm sorry, I couldn't tell you.

BORDER CROSSING
FOR PEDESTRIANS ONLY

Tina!

Where are the children?

I thought they crossed
with you and Christoph.

No.

How long have you been here?

Not long.

Oh, God.

-No, wait.
-Thomas!

Wait.

East German Foreign Intelligence Service
HQ, East Berlin, East Germany

SPECIAL OPERATING PROCEDURE

He's here.

Welcome back, Comrade Rauch.

And thank you.

Your service to the nation
during your time abroad

has not gone unnoticed.

I was teaching Angolan children
German for three years.

Exactly.

Faust was very well received.

The kids understood what it means
to bargain with the devil.

You have also had
considerable success in the field.

If you could now learn
to send us your reports regularly...

Gladly.

If you promise not to leave me
on my own out there next time.

I understand that you have now
infiltrated the BND?

Indeed.

Wonderful.

I'm off to the annual
Party members' celebrations in Rostock.

Our ship...

At the request of Comrade Dietrich,
we chose the name of a woman this time.

The MS Rosa Luxemburg sets sail tomorrow.

And I look forward
to a full report upon my return,

Comrade Schneider.

Shall we begin?

You play the piano now?

So.

Coffee?

It's the good stuff.

I'd rather not.

Are you sure it's not contaminated?

Dead certain.

All right. Can we start?

Let's start at the beginning.

Born in Munich in 1952.

168cm tall, red hair,

no children.

It says she's the wife of the West German
Trade Commissioner to South Africa.

But in fact she is a secret operative
for West German intelligence.

What exactly is your question?

What is the nature of your relationship
with Brigitte Winkelmann?

Brigitte Winkelmann is a sensual,

emotional woman

who feels trapped in her marriage.

The easiest way to access her was
to form an intimate, sexual relationship.

If that's what you want to know.

But the intercourse
was purely for professional purposes.

I met her in Cape Town

and then ascertained she was a BND agent

working with enemy factions
in southern Africa,

such as the SADF and UNITA.

So I decided to seduce her.

Through her I got
very interesting information.

She's the only woman,

and the only West German,
on a top-secret terrorism task force.

Sharing intelligence cross-nationally
among Western allies.

Sounds like a tough nut to crack.

Not really.

So you spent most of the month of April
together in Paris?

Yes.

The task force is located in Paris.

"The soft, the supple step
and sturdy pace,

that in the smallest of all circles turns

moves like a dance of strength
around a core

in which a mighty will
is standing stunned."

What was that?

Rilke.

A poem

about a panther in Paris.

The panther in that poem lives in a cage.

I've always wanted to see
Paris in the spring.

Does Brigitte Winkelmann know you're here?

Yes.

She thinks I'm working for her.

HVA 101, old school.

Right?

-What's that?
-Secret BND files.

On microfilm.

Hartmann can get the information analyzed.

As soon as we know what's on there,

we'll feed her disinformation.

Through me.

Ah, so now you're a double agent?

No, a double agent works for two
organizations at the same time, Annett.

I'm 100% loyal to only one organization.

The HVA.

-Does that mean you're here to stay?
-Where else would I go?

Paris, maybe?

Are there familial reasons
why you would want to stay here?

Max.

I'd like to see him at some point.

"At some point."

Sadly, he's not home right now.

-Where is he, then?
-Well...

On a trip.

With his kindergarten.

There's no rush.

Good.

Their names weren't on the list
for today's crossing.

Why would they send me over
but keep my family?

It... must be an administrative error.

They'll come over with the next exchange.

Let's go back to my place
and figure out what to do next. You...

You need some rest.

I can't leave.

Tina, please.

Christoph was in the same prison as I was.

He's probably still there.

But where are Sandra and Steffi?

They could be anywhere.

And if by some
terrible administrative error

they're sent over here
in the middle of the night?

And I'm not here?

Then they'll think...

Is it possible that Martin Rauch
is involved in this?

Martin Rauch? Why?

Why Martin?

I don't know.
I just crossed paths with him.

He was heading into East Germany.

Mama.

Hey.

It's okay.

Hey.

I'm back.

Oh, God.

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

It's okay.

I'm fine.

You lost weight.

-Does anyone else know you're here?
-It's all official, Ingrid.

Come here.

Do you have tea?

-Milk is not a good idea.
-Hm?

Why?

The radiation.

We are speaking openly about Chernobyl.

Of course. Then we'll drink black tea.

From China.

Mama, why are you living
in such a small apartment?

It is a bit small.
But it's warm and comfortable.

Why is my mother living in
a small apartment?

It's warm and comfortable, she likes it.

-Is this a punishment because of me?
-Now.

Let's have some tea!

The house was too much for me

after the operation.

Walter was kind enough
to find me a new apartment.

"Kind enough?"

What's wrong with you?

The waiting list
for a place like this is ten years.

Hm.

Do you have visitors?

Lenora has been staying with me
with her friend Rose.

-Rose?
-You know her?

Don't worry. There's room for everyone.
I'll make up a bed for you, hm?

Where are they now?

They're away

for a celebration.

Rostock.

Hotel Panorama, Rostock, East Germany

Welcome.

HOTEL PANORAMA WELCOMES
THE DISTINGUISHED S.E.D. COMRADES

Enjoy your stay.

Hello.

-Hello.
-Rauch and Seithathi.

Please fill this out.

-You're only staying one night?
-Just one night.

And just one bed.

It'll be very nice weather tomorrow.

Sunny.

Like in Africa.

Really?

I heard that the radioactive cloud
is headed straight for Rostock.

Don't worry.

We'll go to the sauna
and just sweat it out.

Yes.

The communication system for Vula
must have arrived today.

We need to send a message
to Sanjev as soon as possible.

Café Wedekind, West Berlin, West Germany

-What will you drink?
-No time, thanks.

I have to leave for Switzerland.

-But you just got here.
-I know, I know.

It's just for one night.

I'm finished with this job.

What?

I know Cape Town has been hard for you.
So far from Germany, from your mother.

This is my last work trip.

-Where are you going?
-Bonn.

I thought you said Switzerland?

I meant Bonn.

I'm going to Bonn to hand in my notice.

But your whole life...

Yes, it's been long enough.

We need more time together.

You and me, somewhere in the countryside.

We could go to the chalet in Austria
for a few months.

Just...

to relax.

That would be great.

What would I be without you?

-See you tomorrow, sweetheart.
-See you tomorrow.

How did Max react to my letters?

Was he happy?

You gave them to him, right?

Not yet.

He's only three.

Someday the time will come for the boy
to read the 100 letters

from a man he's never met.

Where are those letters?

At my house. Don't worry.

In a box somewhere.

In a box somewhere?

In a box somewhere?

-Martin.
-No, Mama.

Wait, I'm trying to understand this.

You never wrote to me when I was a child.
You never called or came by, either.

Not once.

You were the crappiest father
a son could have.

Do you know that?

And when I try to do a better job,

and write letters to my son,
you put them in some box?

And you think that's all right?

Do you have
a box full of letters for me?

I'm old enough.
You could read them to me now.

You must be hungry, Martin.

Let Walter go back to work.
I'll make you something to eat.

Yes, I have to leave.

I still have to organize a few things

for the workers' cruise.

-Everyone's else is going to Rostock.
-I'm not.

I do all my work from my desk.

Thomas!

Hey.

I wanted to see if I could help.

Well,
she'll sit here for the next ten years.

-She has to come home and sleep.
-I know.

Tina.

I'm Maike, Thomas' girlfriend.

I spoke to our friend, Tischbier.

He works with the government
on the East-West exchanges.

He worked on yours.

He says we can go
see the Ministry tomorrow.

And if that doesn't work,

we'll go to the press.

To the press?

That could backfire. She ended up in jail
after we played her tape on public radio.

Thomas, that was a mistake.

What did you do?

I accidentally played
the tape you made on the radio

I'm sorry.

We'll do everything to get the kids
on the list for the next round, okay?

Come on.

Please come home.

Leave me alone. Go away.

-Tina, please.
-No, go away!

Tina, please.

No!

I don't want...

Tina, I promise...

I want my children back!

I promise everything
will be alright. Okay?

I'LL BE BACK SOON

I received confirmation from Sanjev.

He's just waiting for our go-ahead.

He'll help to divert the weapons

into the hands of the MK comrades
during the landing in Angola.

Very good.

I'm just sorry we'll be separated again.

But not for long.

Have I told you already?

What?

I've already booked
my ticket back to Cape Town.

We'll meet in a week.

Be very careful.

The SADF has mercenaries everywhere.

You know that.

Comrade Seithathi.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

-Comrade Rauch.
-Comrade Fuchs.

I will be pleased to accompany
the distinguished workers on the boat

and teach them about
the perils of imperialism.

And I'm sure you'll make sure
they understand

why South Africa
must finally be freed from apartheid.

Hm. Is everything set for tonight?

Our ship will set sail after sunrise.

Everything is ready.

Excellent. I have to go to my room.

Why is he in such a hurry?

Hm.

Something personal. Not of interest to us.

Yesterday was pretty slow.

But now things are heating up.

We've got every room wired for audio,

and the suites and upper two stories
all wired for video as well,

as per instructions from Berlin.

Let me know
if I should be aware of anything.

And no wiretap in my suite.

515.

And a safe backchannel to Moscow. Got it?

Yes, Comrade.

My God...

Nice show.

Can I help you?

How rude of me.

My name is Krönert.

Operations Staff for Marcus Fuchs.

I'll be looking over your shoulder today.

Best show in town.

Better than Western TV.

Local SED chiefs,
regional politicians, factory bosses.

Mayor of a small town in Dresden,

Party faithful, blah-blah.

Now we know

about his hidden SS tattoo.

Whereas this guy,
a block warden from Lichtenberg,

knows we've got eyes and ears on him.

Turns out the lights to undress.

Why do we need all this information?

To protect the state and its citizens.

-From whom?
-From themselves.

Who else?

What...

Have we got audio in that room?

Are you kidding me?

See you at the docks in 30 minutes.

Let Sanjev know we're ready to go.

I can't hear anything.

I'm sure it's just dirty talk.

You always think women are different.

But I can tell you stories.

See you later.

What's she doing there?

Is that some kind of voodoo?

Sure.

What room number is this?

515.

Aha.

Cut the feed.

I'm sorry?

He's our superior.
Have some respect, please.

That's an order, Comrade.

Cut the feed, now.

ANC Safehouse, Cape Town, South Africa

Do you have a problem with the fact

that the money comes from

selling weapons to the Apartheid regime
in South Africa?

And that we're smuggling
West German weapons?

Well...

The regime will get weapons
one way or another.

If we don't smuggle them,
someone else will.

But then that someone else
also earns the money. Right?

Yes, that's right.

We should make the Wall greener.

Greener?

Greener.

More attractive.

An architect friend said

we should exchange it
for raspberry bushes.

I don't know...
-It looks more peaceful,

it's prettier,

and...

it's cheaper. Yes.

Operator.

Yes.

A West German number.

And this?

-Exactly.
-And this?

Thomas Posimski.

-Thomas...
-Unfortunately I'm not home.

Leave a message after the beep.

Thomas, it's me.

Do it.

-Yes.
-We have to...

We still need to...

freshen up the buildings
along Honecker's parade route.

It only needs a lick of paint

for the first two stories.

The General Secretary
never actually leaves his car.

He won't see anything above that.

Does Honecker know what's going on
with our Operation Love Boat?

No.

It's top-secret.

Yummy.

Rostock Docks, East Germany

Stop!

Mrs. Neid?

Mr. Winkelmann.

Are you here to oversee
the loading personally?

No, I'm here to speak with you.

Already so nervous?

If this thing gets out,

it will ruin my career.

It will ruin my life.

So here's your choice.

Either, I go public and blow this deal

before it happens,

or you give me enough money to disappear.

Disappear?

Yes.

How much do you want?

250,000 DM.

250,000.

In this account.

By the end of the week.

Or all of this
will be on the evening news.

Goodbye.

How is it, Kolibri?

So where is Rose Seithathi?

-Who?
-No, don't do that.

You know who I'm talking about.
You're spymaster Martin Rauch.

What do you want with her anyway?

I gotta make sure that certain cargo
gets into the right hands.

Okay, I got clients. They got a bit
concerned that an ANC operative

is involved with a sale of arms
to the South African Defense Force.

Now that's a fuck-up.

How do you explain that?

-Money.
-Money.

When did everybody get so greedy?

Right?

When did everything get
so fucking complicated?

Nah, it's simple.

I just need to find
that black bitch Seithathi and...

Rose!

Rose!

Rose!

Rose!

Rose!

West Berlin, West Germany

This isn't enough
to bring the kids over here.

Thomas, it's me.
I need you to do something for me now.

Buy a platform ticket at Zoo Station.

When the 6:30 p.m. from Rostock
via East Berlin arrives, board it.

In the bathroom in the middle carriage,
there's a roll of film hidden.

Get it to the press.

Maybe you can get Steffi and Sandra
out of East Germany with it.

I don't know if what you've heard
makes sense.

I made a mistake
and am trying to rectify it.

Can you stay in case my sister wakes up?

Sure.

Thank you.

Yesterday, Luise was the lucky one.

Today, some more of you
might get the chance to leave here.

For a new home.

And...

new parents.

Good socialist citizens
of the workers' and peasants' state.

Mr. and Mrs. Keller,

pick a child. Or two.

Please.

Subtitles: Matthew Way