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Sorry it was so bumpy. Needs must.

-Gregor. -Welcome.

What's going on?

We're going shopping. And to pick up a package.

-Shop for what? The cupboards are full. -Yes, but he wants us out of the way.

Okay.

Tomorrow, we'll finally be in Berlin.

The three of us.

Okay. Time to celebrate.

Not until we're in Berlin.

To Katya's future

and to your baby.

And to a new life in the West.

That too.

We never talked about flying.

How else will you get back to Moscow?

Katya and the baby are in good hands.

What about me?

You'll be working for me.

-This was a mistake. Let's go. -Where to?

Sasha will hunt you down.

The entire GRU will be after you.

He's got a gun.

On his ankle.

What did he promise you?

Give him the gun.

Wait!

-Don't! Stop! Josef! -This is your fault!

-Stop! -Yours!

-Josef! Get off me! -Sit down!

Let me go!

Stop it. My baby. Our girl. Don't.

I would have done anything for you!

Josef,

I'm begging you. It's…

Your baby.

-You'll kill her. -Oh God!

And he'll watch.

Please, don't. I won't. No!

-I won't! -Drink.

You will. Drink!

Drink!

Hello, Gregor.

Time to celebrate.

You like this one, don't you?

You're going to die today.

But you get to choose how slow and painful it will be.

That depends on whether you cooperate.

Right.

How is my daughter still alive?

One of the agents

was a doctor.

Saved me.

And your child.

And Katya?

No.

No. Katya…

You succeeded. Katya is dead.

She got what she deserved.

And these agents…

They just stole my child?

Yes.

What's my daughter's name?

No idea.

They're masters at creating new identities.

No idea what their names are now and…

what they did with your daughter.

What were their names back then?

Give me everything

or I'll cut you from cock to throat.

And you'll bleed out like a sliced pig.

Karl Brehme.

And…

Helena Kohn.

StarFish, send me the files on Helena Kohn and Karl Brehme now.

I want to know everything.

Where they eat, where they sleep, where they shit. Everything.

You were right. Black SEAT Ibiza behind you. I'm behind you both.

Okay, let's go.

Fuck.

-Yes? -Why did you reject my call?

I'm busy.

We were gonna tail Koleev's middleman together.

You were asleep. I went on my own.

After last night, I really didn't feel like being in a car with you.

Yeah, fair enough.

-And how's it going? -So-so.

He spotted you.

Yes, his team too.

On my way. Send me a pin.

Okay.

Can you shake them off?

Maybe if it was just one.

Drive south. I'll head your way.

Meret, what's up?

Dead end.

Okay, head for the ring road.

Now turn left.

-Where are you? -Almost there.

Hey, you wonderful man!

Lose the tail and ditch the rental. I'll come get you.

Meet at the parking garage on the outskirts.

Okay.

-Oh fuck. Shit. -Simon?

Simon? Hey!

All good. I just…

pinched a nerve.

I turned a bit too fast.

All good.

I'll meet you at the parking garage.

Extraction in three, okay?

I'll be there.

I'm here. Level three.

-You said you didn't know him. -Yeah.

He waved at you.

Yeah. Weird.

Must be messing with my head.

And did he succeed?

Are you okay?

Have you heard from Gregor?

-How did you find the safe house? -It wasn't hard.

I pieced it together. Year, place, principals…

Why did you go alone?

The real question is,

why were those mercs there before me?

Someone ratted him out.

The only other person who knew was Ben.

What?

Why tell us to wait till morning? It makes no sense.

Julika, that's a serious accusation.

It's a possibility.

…why you went without telling me.

There are theories circulating…

Are you debriefing or coaching?

Here's my theory.

You went alone because I told you not to.

I didn't think it was safe to wait, turns out I was right.

Right?

You probably escalated things.

Doing it your way, we wouldn't even know he'd been taken, or who'd taken him.

Europol has been alerted.

We're running facials right now. And voice recognition on public calls.

We have to find Gregor.

What about press? TV?

We'll give it 24 hours.

So, who are we dealing with here?

Maite Olsen, 34. Former Forsvaret, the Norwegian military. Special ops.

Europol had her biometrics.

We're looking at a list of security firms who might have hired her.

You said Jonas Auken was where Mark Sinclair was found.

-Yes, correct. -Get going, then.

Could be nothing, could be something.

Jonas Auken was involved in a chase across the city this morning.

I'll check the CCTV footage and see if we find anything

to put pressure on him.

-Then we can ask him some questions. -What questions?

If he's paying mercenaries to kill people?

Yes, for example.

And what is his connection to Koleev.

Okay, we'll watch the footage together.

-Who's that? -That's Helena Kohn.

She worked for Gregor. The files say she's dead, but…

We found her fingerprint in Mark Sinclair's stomach.

Why am I only hearing about this now?

Alice put it on your desk.

But knowing her, probably at the bottom of your inbox.

You two show me no respect at all.

She's one of the few who can tell us what went on in Belarus.

I want to know who she is now, where she lives,

and what she had for breakfast.

PICTURE SENT

Hey!

Koleev!

Koleev!

Your daughter!

VERIFYING LOGIN DETAILS

Surprise.

Not really.

He's logged out.

He'll tell us sooner or later.

They all do.

Right.

Tell me how you contact your little pickpocket.

Oh, you're wondering how I know

that she tried to steal from you, just after she'd escaped to the West.

Maybe her nickname is the password.

"Sparrow Hawk."

You have a mole.

You have a mole in the BND.

I've done what you never could.

And when I come back, you'll give me the password.

Simon, I called the hospital.

Your doctor can fit you in.

But we have to leave now.

I'm busy.

A pinched nerve. I'm not stupid.

We're going to the hospital now

to arrange surgery for your aneurysm.

Okay. If you say anything, I'll kill you.

Before Simon fires you.

I don't get it.

How stupid do you have to be to say no to surgery?

What if it bursts?

So come on, get out of the stupid apron.

Meret, listen. I'll do anything for you.

Anytime, anywhere, but not this. Leave me alone.

Man!

Hey, I'm back in Berlin.

I didn't go to Paris.

Can we meet?

Did he talk to you about Belarus?

An operation that "went south." That's all.

What did he tell you?

The same.

Dad, I'll get to the truth.

But mostly I want to get started as ambassador.

I've already been cleared by the committee.

The reason it's stalled is Josef.

Everything will work out.

Trust me, everything will be fine.

I'm sure. But in the meantime, let me start work.

Josef can go back to Moscow. He'll explain it to them.

StarFish needs a handler.

And that handler needs a cover in Berlin. At least temporarily.

Wait.

Are you saying if Josef isn't cleared, we'll both have to go back to Moscow?

Yes.

And that would break my heart.

Then I need to sort this out myself.

I didn't come all this way just to go back home now.

-Speak soon. -Speak soon.

Bye.

Why aren't you in Paris?

My parents are hiding something from me.

I came back to find out what it is.

Yul?

You'd tell me if you knew something, right?

You know I always find out eventually.

One way or another.

Your dad's sick. Something in his head that needs taking out.

Like cancer?

No, not that.

An aneurysm.

If it bursts, then…

Well, it wouldn't be good.

Is he going to die?

Not if he has surgery, your mom said.

But it sounded as if…

as if your dad doesn't want it.

What an idiot.

-Why don't you want to have the surgery? -Meret, please.

Let's have one minute where we're not fighting. Just one minute.

I don't want to fight.

I just need to understand why.

Okay, well…

The way I see it, if I don't have the surgery, then…

I might drop dead one day.

But if I have it…

then I might die on the operating table.

Okay.

Well, without the op,

I might die tomorrow, or in a month, or in a year.

But with it, I might die today.

And what idiot would choose today?

What?

That's the stupidest thing I've heard.

When you put it like that

and now I've said it out loud, maybe you're right.

You're scared.

No.

You are scared.

Me too.

But you have to have the surgery.

I know.

I know.

Is it here?

I'll do the talking.

As long as you ask the right questions.

You have no idea who you're messing with.

You and your girlfriend.

-She's not my girlfriend. -Oh yeah? Tell yourself that.

Mr. Auken!

We need to talk to you.

-We'll have to do this another time. -Now would be better.

Metin will arrange a time. Excuse me.

It's about your car chase this morning.

Chase?

I was being tailed, so I called my security.

But you know her, the driver.

No.

Quite well, I'd say.

-You waved to her. -I was having fun.

She gave good chase.

She waved back. You sure you don't know her?

I don't know you either.

Goodbye.

We'll need to talk to you today, or this will become very official.

Gregor Klein is missing.

Okay. Though I honestly don't know how I can help.

We found her fingerprint

in the stomach contents of a dead ex-MI6 agent, Mark Sinclair.

You were at Spittelmarkt yesterday, where Sinclair's body was found.

Have you ever waved at him? Or at Maite Olsen?

Maite Olsen.

Ring any bells?

Former Norwegian army, special ops.

You were in the German army, special ops. No crossover?

No.

No. Yes.

No. And whatever you ask next…

No.

You work for Josef Koleev.

I understand you're under pressure.

You're a man down.

But your colleague's tone won't move things along any quicker.

What the hell was all that?

-Where did you get that? -Alice found the taxi Koleev escaped in.

At the terminal. She hacked the dashcam.

I've had my fill of you and Alice.

You have a duty to report this stuff. I'm head of this department.

Put one more foot wrong, and I'll suspend you.

So suspend me.

Do you have a second?

Just wanted to make sure we're clear.

-About what? -We're working together because of Sasha.

But this is what happens when you threaten my kids.

So, are we clear?

As soon as you know where they are, I'll take care of your ghosts.

I got your message. Did something happen?

I have wonderful news.

Really?

Is everything okay?

Yes.

I'm juggling a lot right now.

There's one less thing to juggle. The committee's approved you.

What?

How?

They've been paid off.

Forget Belarus. It doesn't matter anymore.

I can finally submit my credentials and become Russia's new ambassador.

What are you talking about?

You can't bribe a committee.

Depends on who's bribing them.

Does Sasha know?

We needed a solution.

Now we have one.

Where did you get the money?

I sold the apartment.

You sold our apartment?

Dimitri's been aching to buy it for years.

Dimitri? Your ex?

Who else would have that much cash at this short notice?

And where will we live if it doesn't work out here?

Grandma gave it to me so I can do whatever I want with it.

You could at least say thank you.

Thank you.

Now you can give StarFish your full attention.

Belarus is history.

Berlin is our future.

You're going to Oslo.

We've arranged everything.

No, I…

No, I already said I wasn't leaving.

You've crashed your way into a shit show here.

The best thing is to get you out of Germany now.

For who? For…

-Best thing for who? -Katya, the police are looking for you.

You have to leave Berlin. You asked us for help, so let us help you.

I get it. I…

I'm just causing you trouble.

That's not what I want.

Just drop me anywhere.

I'll figure it out.

And then you'll go see Koleev.

Yeah.

-I have nothing to lose. -You can't do that.

Katya, you're a risk.

Listen.

We'll get you out of Germany.

Go wherever you want, be whoever you want to be,

but stay away from Koleev.

Have you got a sec?

We need to talk.

Can we be honest with each other?

This weird vibe between us…

What weird vibe?

I keep chasing, and you've got this permanent pout.

What we had, it was good.

So…

I'm sorry.

Maybe I was scared.

You said that my inability to show love was the same as not loving you.

That's not what I…

In those exact words?

You were pretty clear.

You needed something I couldn't give you, so we agreed to split up.

I'd had a bit to drink.

Cut me some slack.

A deal's a deal.

I made a mistake.

Okay.

Then I'm gonna stop pushing against a closed door.

Yep.

Julika, I've been thinking.

I owe you an apology.

I spent my whole career trying to impress Gregor.

It made me do some questionable things.

I cut corners, bent…

rules, just…

Just like you.

I've never cared about impressing you.

I'm Gregor now, and I need to accept that.

But I need you.

I won't stand in your way.

Carry on doing what you're doing.

That's not me giving you permission to break the rules.

If you mess up, that's on you.

Yes, but if I score a win, then so do you.

Gregor always used to say, "Impress me, but don't embarrass me."

Yeah, like I said…

Keep on being you.

I won't stand in your way.

Okay…

Maybe you'll find Gregor.

I know deals matter to you.

Have a nice evening.

You two, out!

The password.

She will find you and kill you.

I promised you.

You bastard!

From Gregor.

It's a trap.

It's a chance to get Koleev.

Do you really want to confront Koleev?

Yes or no?

Targets approaching.

Served on a silver platter.

Is the order still "shoot to kill"?

Don't shoot until I say so.

I repeat, don't shoot until I say so.

Team Alpha.

-Stand by. -Copy that.

Let's go.

Get out!

Get out!

That's not her.

That's not Helena Kohn.

Proceed to kill? Please confirm.

I repeat. Proceed to kill?

Abort.

Don't shoot. I want that woman alive.

-I want her alive! -Who has visuals on Helena Kohn?

-Negative. -Who has visuals?

-I repeat. Proceed to kill? -No visuals.

-Please repeat. -One at a time.

Alpha, come in, please.

Alpha…

Alpha…

Cease fire!

-Get up there! -Copy that!

What are you doing?

Meret, what are you doing?

Subtitle translation by: Diana Renker, Calum Short