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Beck, unbelievable.
Get him out of the way.

That won't be easy.

We need
proven U-boat killers like you

to go do what they're good at.

They'll line up our ships, thinking
they're safe at periscope depth.

And we'll know where they are.

Sub-Lieutenant Ehrenberg,
you'll replace Vogts

as chief engineer on U-949.

You put to see tomorrow.

I think you want to tell
Mrs Buchner something.

Please forgive me, Ulrike.

I'll see you out.

Perhaps we could meet later.
I owe you for your help.

- I took the liberty.
- Oh.

- He shouldn't be seen.
- We're taking a trip.

- Everything okay?
- We're good.

- Daisy, get on with your life.
- What?

Maybe it'd be better
if you found somebody else.

Jack!

Good evening.

Flat tyre.

- Foreigner?
- German.

Papers, please.

It's no big deal, really.

Shitty roads, huh?

How much for your trouble?

Stay here, please.

Hey! You!

Did you know?

You sure startled me just now.

Why are you sitting in the dark?

I asked if you knew!

What?

That Klaus didn't die at sea,

but went missing.

That's the logbook's truth.

But he's alive

and in New York.

Did you know that?

Why did I find that out from Dönitz?

And not from my own flesh and blood?

Huh?

We wanted to protect you.

Me?

I don't need protection!

I don't think
you understand this at all.

You weren't here when it came out
that Klaus was alive.

You were in hospital.

You didn't know
the SS stormed in here.

You know what family punishment is.

They arrested Albrecht
and interrogated him for three weeks.

Now he has an absurd position.

He trains little boys. And why?

Because your son works for the enemy!

- That's not true!
- It is!

- Klaus is an honourable man!
- He's a traitor!

- No!
- Yes!

He was always perfect to you.

He couldn't do anything wrong.
And me?

I'm fed up with men!

With husbands, fathers and brothers.

What the hell is all that oil for?

Fake cheese for cheese spaetzle.
I even made my own grater.

- Cheese spaetzle.
- Well, then. Have fun, Willi.

Cooking on two hobs for 50 men
while standing in bilge water.

Let him dream.
If he manages it, all the better.

I heard Erdmann tell Huber

that Ehrenberg saved Buchner's arse.

Who cares, as long as Ehrenberg
is our new chief.

Pauli and Harri,
you were there, right?

Yes, he saved Buchner's arse.

- And ours.
- And even so...

Buchner will stay our CO.

Then let's have some fun.
It's our last night on land.

- What you got there?
- This, erm...

It's the address for Big Lizzy's.

I got it from Öli.

- You two getting close?
- It cost me five reichsmark.

- We'll come.
- You, Willi?

What? Him?

What is that? Big Lizzy's?

Bugger me!

This is Big Lizzy. Want a bite?

A few beers.

- Then...
- We'll have a nice last night.

Yeah, sure.

Willi, Willi!

Willi!

How's it look, Chief?

I'll do what I can.

But without dry-docking
to work on the steering rudder...

- Erdmann?
- Everyone's on board.

I'll keep watch tonight,
First Watch Officer.

No need. I'll be here all night.

I'm sure your mother
will want to see you tonight.

Marvellous. Huber, another beer.

Another beer.

No, it's fine.

- Going up.
- Really.

Sub-Lieutenant Buchner,
this is your last night.

And she's your mother.

And what about you, Chief?

I hate goodbyes.

Out.

- Where the hell have you brought me?
- Your time in Lisbon is over.

- What? No.
- We know everything.

You'll go back to the Reich
for interrogation.

Interrogated?

- I don't get it.
- Who gave you the roulette money?

We know you were tasked with
delaying the tungsten negotiations.

The quality was bad
and the price was too high.

And the Canadian passport?
The visa for New York?

- What?
- Traitor!

What?

No! Never.

I'm not a traitor.
The money was so Lomba could gamble.

Men! Guys!

No. Please.

Lomba, ask him.

Or ask Gruber.

Giese. Giese.

- Giese. Giese!
- I still have questions for him.

From now on we see to him.

I don't give a shit what you want.

Lupo, quiet!

We run this. Out.

CLASSIFIED

CONFIDENTIAL
TO REICH MINISTER SPEER, FROM BECK

I'm late. I'm sorry.

I had to drop something off.

I was just about to go.

I thought you'd thrown me over.

You're perspiring.

These warm nights after the north...

Where to?

I could do with some air too.
Let's walk.

This way.

You weren't scheduled for tonight,
Mrs Lessing.

Is everything okay?

Yes, everything's okay.

There's not much to do.

There's not much going on.

- Might you have a cigarette for me?
- Yes.

Of course. Here.

Thanks.

A light?

Let's go.

Here?

- Look at her!
- She's hideous.

- Huh?
- Could be my mum. I can't fuck that.

Are they all like that?

He said they're a bit worse for wear,
but cheap.

This sucks. Come on.

Hey!

I'm going in.
With or without you.

Harri?

I'll come with you.

Good man!

You won't regret it.

Look.

I'm sure they really want you guys.

But, pardon me,
I have certain expectations.

He doesn't know
what he's talking about.

Go get them, Willi!

Hey. Come on.

Come on.

Come along.

You weren't on your boat tonight.
I wanted to...

How was the inquiry?
What about the boys?

They were found not guilty.

So was the commander.

This way.

I knew you'd find a way.

The boat passed final acceptance.

I have to make some repairs
as best I can.

It puts to sea tomorrow.

Then it all turned out well.

Or didn't it?

I'm going along.

As chief engineer.

You? I thought that...

You said whatever was necessary
to get the boys out of it.

I'm sure you did the right thing.

Show me where you're going to live
the next few weeks.

I'd like to be able to picture it.

And the officers' mess is up ahead.

And what's this?

That's our toilet.

From the young soldiers.
It's going to be a long trip.

And this is where I sleep.

Pretty cramped.
That you can even sleep here...

Can you? Thanks.

You're married, aren't you?

Fanny told me
your husband's in hospital.

I want to sort things out
with my husband.

I promise you that.

If you do that,
then do it for yourself and Fanny.

Don't you plan on coming back?

You think I'm a good man,
but I'm not.

- I've done things...
- That's the war.

Not you.

I know who you are.

You come back
and bring the boys home.

Besides,
you definitely have to come back.

I have to teach you to swim.

Oh, I talked to one of the cashiers.

You were right.

Dr Beck does buy a lot of chips.

But we both know that he prefers
his champagne to gambling.

They're for Lomba,

the Portuguese official
who always sits beside him.

The lucky seat.

He tips us well
to keep the seat free.

Even when Lomba doesn't show.

Who is Lomba?

From Dr Salazar's office.

He has no official title. He's, um...

They say he's some sort of...

special advisor.

Beck told the truth.

A light?

If anyone asks,

could you say we spent
the evening together?

Well...

I wouldn't be completely lying
if you came back to my place.

Just for a drink.

It's near,
and you look like you need one.

What are you thinking?

I'm thinking
maybe you Portuguese are lucky.

How so?

The lights still on.
Singing in the night.

She sings about
how there is nothing to eat.

You think because we are not at war
somehow our lives are better?

Authorities seize the produce
of farmers in exchange for gold,

which goes into their pockets.

Salazar uses your war
to wage war on us,

his people,

to crush us
with violence and poverty.

I'm sorry. I should go now.

I didn't mean to...

I should really go now.

What about your alibi?

Please stay.

I want you to.

You're shaking.

It's nothing.

Gentlemen,
it's a fine day for sailing.

Sir.

Mercer, with me.

About your letter,
the transfer request.

- Command must not have seen fit.
- I tore it up.

I also wrote formally to Command.

I advised Commodore Coleman,
to do the same.

Listen, Mercer,
you are a pain in my backside.

But maybe that's just what I need.

And you're not afraid

to tell me when you think
I've gone too far,

or I'm putting my ship at risk.

With all due respect, sir.
You don't listen to me.

Oh, I do. I just don't always choose
to follow your advice.

Now, have the wheelhouse
take us downriver.

When you're done,

you're in charge of working up
the new equipment with the men.

The checklist, sir.

Oh, come on.

We have a convoy to take out,
and one from Halifax to bring home.

Not to mention the Hun to defeat.

- Have we cleared Kiel Fjord?
- Yes, sir.

We have to test
steering and dive rudders.

Going up.

Last chance to get a glimpse of home.

Test dive in five minutes.

- Don't you want to say farewell?
- What for?

- Get moving!
- Going up.

On the bridge!

Boat going to periscope depth.

Sub-Lieutenant Ehrenberg.

Please.

Both engines ahead. Slow speed.

You heard the Chief. Now!

Work is work, schnapps is schnapps.
Time to work.

- Yes, sirs.
- Both engines ahead. Slow speed.

It still doesn't sound good.

- Müller, dive rudder?
- Working, sir.

- Steering rudder?
- Still pulling to starboard.

Like you said.

Ready to surface.

Ready to surface.

Men, listen up.
We're going to do drill after drill

until you've memorised your tasks.

First drill, fire in the ship.
Fire in the engine room!

First drill! Fire in the engine room!

Fire in the engine room!

Go, go, go, men!

Go, go, go, men!

I've met someone, Friedrich.

I want to be free.

I want to be with him.

Mrs Nussmeier,
may I speak to you briefly?

Of course.

So no improvement?

If his condition doesn't change

I'll have to classify him
as incurable, he'll be transferred.

Where?

To a special research programme.

Is there no other possibility?

Only if his condition
changes appreciably.

Then I could release him
into your care.

He can't eat, shave
or get himself dressed on his own.

I have a daughter.

And I have to run
my father's business.

We're getting a load of casualties
from the Eastern Front soon

and are to patch up those we can
and send the rest elsewhere.

There's no way he can stay here.

Send them elsewhere?

Didn't you take an oath?

Yes, I have.

And so did you.

That's why I ask you:

have you noticed an improvement?

TUNGSTEN CONTRACTS
LISBON, 1943

CLASSIFIED
CONFIDENTIAL

- Good morning.
- Morning.

I... I brought us some...

Pastéis de nata.

I woke early. You were sleeping.

I... I didn't want to disturb you.

Coffee's almost ready.

- Where is he?
- Police!

Open the door!

I'm sorry. I had to.

Police.

Open the door.

He fled. Follow him!

Let's go!

- A spy.
- Yes.

That's what the telegram says.
Beck confessed to it.

And we were just with him yesterday.

That explains his state.

He probably guessed
they were after him.

If he really is a spy,
it makes sense

that he put off
signing the tungsten contract.

- Here are the contracts.
- Thank you.

- Would you wait outside?
- Pardon?

You should sign it now.

Berlin has granted you the authority.

This is an illegal contract.

Over 50 million in gold.

I like to play the dutiful wife,
but I have expectations too.

- We have to leave Lisbon soon.
- I know.

Then you know someone else
will sign it if you don't.

That person will get all the praise

while you spend the next three years
in a dark room in Berlin

stamping travel permits.

Is that what we want?

No, it isn't.

What is wrong with you?

You've been all at sea lately.

What was that speech yesterday?
Out of the blue!

I do what I always do.

I defend the interests
of my fatherland.

Mr Giese.

- What about him?
- He's being sought for murder.

If someone asks you about him,
you've never heard of him.

I've already forgotten him.

"Contract".

"Reich Minister Speer".

"...far too high a price...
...quality inadequate..."

CC/ REICH MINISTER SPEER...
...CONSUL GRUBER, LISBON

Gruber...

Is your father not dining with us?

He's tired from the journey.

Was his visit
with Grand Admiral Dönitz

more strenuous than expected?

I'm worried, Albrecht.
Now he knows the truth about Klaus.

Well, maybe it's better this way.

Aren't you worried about

what he could do
with the information?

Everyone thinks
your brother died a hero.

Do you think he'll advertise
that Klaus betrayed his fatherland?

He sees it differently.

Then he should keep living
in his dream world.

As long as you Hoffmanns
stop making life difficult for me.

- What are you trying to say?
- What am I trying to say?

Your brother, your father,
all of you!

You seem to go out of your way
to harm me.

Maybe it's a blessing
that you can't give me a child.

How dare you?

How dare you say
a thing like that to me?

After everything I've gone through.

I went to every doctor,
every hospital. Again and again!

I let myself be humiliated, and you?
You didn't do a thing.

Had you given it any thought
you'd have noticed

how odd it is that they found
nothing wrong with me.

That's because I'm just fine.

Ever thought you might be
why we can't have kids?

- Are you crazy, huh?
- Do you want to hit me?

Then hit me!

If I walk around Kiel
with a black eye,

then it says more about you
than all your navy talk.

Have Tilda pack me a bag
and send it to the office.

I'll sleep there.

We're passing longitude 10 West now.

Navigation recommends
course 2-50 degrees,

rendezvous position
with convoy ONS185.

Night's coming on.

Notify convoy vessels ONS185
we are now joining

and take position
30 miles east of rendezvous point.

Helm, port 1-5.

New course 2-1-0.

Yes, sir. Port 1-5.

- Leave the convoy undefended?
- New course 2-1-0.

We lost 14 ships on one day
to U-boats a week ago.

- With a destroyer escorting them!
- I did not lose those ships!

They were lost
because the destroyer was with them.

We're going to attack!

Once it's dark U-boats will try
to get in amongst us.

If that happens,
we can't fire at them

for fear of hitting our own.

So we're going to offer them a target
as a bait and sneak up behind them.

Surely Command would've had us
do that before.

We couldn't see them in the dark
before they saw us then.

Now we can.

Bridge!

Report that we've caught up
to U-947 and U-948.

U-947 and U-948 ahead.

First Watch Officer,
tell COs Brandt and Karpf

we're in position
and want to make a big haul.

Tauscher, report position
to Command HQ.

Men!

The drills are over.

This is the moment of truth.

- Müller.
- Yes, sir.

Go spell a lookout.

Get some fresh air.
I need you alert for battle.

- I'd be alert without the drills.
- That's an order!

- Going up.
- Going up.

What's going on in the control room?

Is Ehrenberg the new CO now or what?

No one's saying so,
but it looks like it.

We can cross "drowning
due to the dumb prig" off our list.

You two, watch your sectors.

Or I'll have you scrub the crapper
with your toothbrush.

And nothing has changed.

We follow the orders of our superior.

- Anything on the radar yet?
- No, sir.

But HMS Lily has reported aircraft
over the convoy.

- Junkers Ju 88.
- Reconnaissance. Good.

That means it won't be long
before the wolves arrive.

Deck guns and depth charge parties
at the ready, Mr McCoy.

I'll be with Walsh.

New reconnaissance report from HQ.

"Large convoy in quadrant
Alpha Lima 8-7 heading northeast.

Speed: ten knots.

Wolf pack White-tailed Eagle
assume attack position."

Go to periscope depth?

At periscope depth
we'd only go seven knots.

The slowest ship in the convoy
would be faster than us.

It's dark. We'll exploit that.

We'll travel at emergency speed,
fire when we can,

then go to periscope depth
and get in between them.

Then do that, Chief.

New course: 3-0-0.

Man battle stations!

- Man battle stations.
- Go, go, go!

First Watch Officer to control room.
I'll take the bridge.

Going up.

- Three of them.
- How far ahead?

Alpha, nearest target 10,000 yards.

Distance between Alpha
and Bravo 9,000,

same between Bravo and Charlie.

In four minutes they'll be in range.

- Bridge?
- Sir?

We've got them, Mercer.

New course: port 1-2-0, full ahead.
Action stations.

Yes, sir. Full ahead!
Action stations.

Sir. Look at this, sir.

Curious thing.
This one's got a strange plot.

- A kind of zigzag.
- Never seen it before.

Maybe they're damaged.

There it is, Chief.

Ready tubes one and two
for surface shot.

Ready tubes one and two
for surface shot!

Go! Go! Faster!

Ready tubes one and two
for surface shot.

Ready tubes one and two
for surface shot, Chief.

Freighter in 2-9-0.
Angle on the bow, starboard 50.

Freighter in 2-9-0.
Angle on the bow, starboard 50.

- Angle on the bow, starboard 50.
- Ten knots, distance 6,000.

Ten knots, distance 6,000.

Distance 6,000.

Tube one, fire!

Tube one, fire!

Tube two, fire!

Tube two, fire!

Tube two, fire!

- Walsh, how far?
- Green, 45.

2,000 yards, closing, sir.

Deck guns ready, McCoy!

22, 23, 24...

31, 32, 33...

38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43.

44, 45, 46.

47, 48, 49.

50, 51...

Yes!

Good shot, Chief!

Where's the second?

The second torpedo, Buchner!

Torpedo compartment!
Where's the second torpedo?

Alarm, Sub-Lieutenant!

Alarm!

- Alarm!
- Alarm!

Go! Everyone down!

Down!

- It's that little steamer.
- They've taken the bait, sir.

They could have got the tanker.
But I'll do it for him.

How far, Walsh?

Green, ten. 1,500, sir.

All three diving, sir.

- Hold fire. Check!
- Stop loading!

Ready Hedgehogs.

Ready Hedgehogs.

- Go to periscope depth.
- Periscope depth.

First Watch Officer, stay here.
Sub-Lieutenant?

- Where to?
- To check on the second torpedo.

- Fore below, five. Aft below, ten.
- Fore below, five. Aft below, ten.

Stand by Hedgehogs. Target green ten!

Ready to fire!

Five, four...

Three, two...

One... Fire!

Fire!

- Tube runner, sir.
- How can that be?

No idea, but it's live.

- How much longer do we have?
- Five minutes.

What should we do, Chief?

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