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Mrs. Franke, I told you last time.

Regarding the baby, everything is fine.

This concerns you.

I must strongly advise you to terminate the pregnancy.

It's highly likely you won't survive giving birth.

7 YEARS EARLIER

Well? Everything okay?

Everything's great.

Tada!

We're going to be parents.

Here, this was logged as a civilian transport plane.

We intercepted some transponder squawk codes. It's US military.

Those idiots.

They don't call back. No info. Nothing.

Instead it's a traveling circus.

- Where? - An office building in Steglitz.

Glowfield and Partners Investment Management Ltd.

Kiss my ass.

Here...

The guy's wearing a uniform underneath, I bet you.

Admiral Bruce Gardner, US Cyber Command.

Great. Shit!

We're sitting here in our canoe,

and they come with an aircraft carrier.

Good morning, sir.

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DIAGNOSIS: SEVERE CRANIO-CEREBRAL TRAUMA

What do we do now?

Find Franke before they do.

- Mrs. Jansen. - Hey!

Mrs. Jansen. I'm not going to hurt you.

That was three crimes in three seconds. You realize that, right?

Where's Siebert?

You're lucky I'm not on duty.

You'd be under arrest or I'd have shot you.

You want tea, too?

Who is Mai-Ly?

How are Siebert and Mai-Ly connected?

I have to find out where Siebert is.

Franke!

Open the door!

The next available one.

Window seat.

In the middle, if possible, where the wings are.

Yes, I'll wait.

Returning at 8:30 pm? That's great, I'll take it.

Thank you.

Everything okay?

I have to go to Luxembourg. The hearing has been brought forward.

Shit, I'm going to have to postpone that meeting.

Without my brother, there's no point.

Why doesn't he call?

Will you come back?

Sandra?

Sandra?

Franke!

Where's the laptop?

You still have it.

I'm sick of this.

Who is the woman? Mai-Ly.

- Never heard of her. - Does she have it?

Shit.

No, Franke.

No. Please don't.

Franke, please don't.

Franke, no!

Come here. Stop!

Come here!

Come here! Come here!

No! No!

Stop. Come here.

Come here. Please.

No!

Mai-Ly.

Where can I find her?

Where can I find her?

Franke! Franke, help me, please.

I'm sorry. Please. Franke, please.

Please.

Let's do this differently. I'll stick to the deal.

- Seriously. - Be quiet!

- Please... - That's enough!

We'll sort things out with the deal.

I'll keep my promise. Okay?

I'll do what we agreed. Seriously.

Please don't!

- Progress report? - Almost done.

- Is he alone? - Yes.

- Check thoroughly. - Okay, will do.

There's no one here.

Siebert?

Siebert?

Siebert!

Fuck.

- Come on. - Franke!

- He's dying. - Get away from him now!

Move away or I'll shoot.

Okay. As you please.

Oh God, keep going. Keep going.

Put these on and come with me.

What's wrong? Are you deaf?

I don't speak Vietnamese.

- Where are you from? - Berlin.

I was born here.

Your parents are Vietnamese and didn't teach you your mother tongue.

Put the pants on.

Quang!

Boss.

What does a pair of pants cost us?

I used different thread for the seams.

It was 2.20 euros.

Now it's only 2.11 euros.

Crouch down.

Down.

Right down.

Your pants are trash.

I'm sorry. It doesn't matter.

We could just throw them away after washing them.

My grandfather was a tailor.

My father was a tailor.

Someone who pays money for pants

should get pants that they can wear.

Of course, boss.

Don't ever contradict me again.

We must never forget where we come from.

- Yes? - Hanna Franke?

- Yes? - I got your number from an employee.

- Yes. - Do you know who I am?

Yes, I know who you are.

Would you like to meet me?

- Of course. - I'll be outside the ER.

- Right now? - You've roused my interest

and I think we must act quickly.

- I understand. - Please forgive me.

- No, it's all right. - See you in a moment, Mrs. Franke.

Excuse me. I have to go out briefly.

- Could you look after my son? - Sure. No problem.

I meant, there, with him.

I'll just finish this, okay?

Thank you.

Borchert?

If I understood Mrs. Gracht correctly, anything we discuss

has to stay between us.

That's hard to achieve these days.

Your tail. I know.

This car is bug-proof.

You said on TV our laws apply to everyone.

- As stated by the Basic Law. - And that no one challenges the security services

because no one dares to testify.

Let's not misunderstand each other, Mrs. Franke.

I'm not against the security services. Including the American ones.

The BND is extremely important for our national security policy.

Like all other intelligence agencies,

it's overseen by a parliament committee.

And as long as it...

remains subject to that control,

I have no reason to act against it.

They tried to frame my husband as a terrorist.

And they tried to kill us.

Is that sufficient for you?

What do you want to do?

I'm willing to testify. About everything.

But in return I want you to guarantee

that afterwards I'll be able to lead a normal life

with my husband and son.

You mean a trial?

Whatever it takes to get our old life back.

You can't do that, am I right?

They're far too powerful.

My parents come from Turkey.

No one there knows if the life they lead now

will be worth a damn tomorrow.

It was like that in this country, too, once.

I became a politician to stop anything like that happening again.

There's nothing more powerful than justice, Mrs. Franke.

I'm convinced of that.

But it'll be a long haul.

One, maybe two years.

And I cannot promise you

that you'll get your old life back afterwards.

But if you want to fight that battle...

I'll be at your side,

and I'll fight for you.

Leon.

Leon?

Leon!

Where's my son?

- What did you do with him? - Calm down.

- What's the problem? - Tell me where my son is, or I swear...

Sorry, could you keep it down a bit?

You were supposed to look after my son.

He's not in his room anymore.

I'll ask the doctor.

Now listen to me.

You can do

whatever you like to me.

But stay away from my son.

You just calm down, okay?

I don't know what happened,

but I'll take care of it if you stop freaking out. Okay?

Do you understand?

Is there a problem?

My son isn't in his room.

He'll have been taken for a check.

Leon.

He was...

He was transferred?

- Where to? - S3. Suspected infection.

- Transfer to isolation ward. - The isolation ward?

We were in a car crash.

- Can I see that? - No, you can't.

- He must have an infectious virus. - The boy's been transferred.

To S3. Were we involved with that?

Fuck.

When the first ebola epidemic broke out in the Congo,

in 1976, it wasn't wild uncivilized bushmen

that were spreading the deadly virus.

Who are you?

I'm sorry. Unfortunately, my German isn't very good.

But if my information is correct,

not only did you major in English,

but you passed your exams with an outstanding grade.

What have you done to my son?

As I was saying,

the natives weren't the cause of the people's suffering.

It was the Belgian nuns at a mission hospital.

When they were trying to help people.

Unfortunately, they...

never disinfected the few hypodermic needles they had.

Because they knew nothing about their tiny invisible enemy.

Hundreds were infected that way.

You see, even if your motives are noble, without a...

grasp of the bigger picture,

you can do some serious damage.

What do you want from me?

- We no longer have the laptop... - I know.

Extremely regrettable.

- My husband... - Will spend the coming years behind bars.

He had his chance, and he blew it.

But you, you onthe other hand still have one chance.

Or rather, I'm giving you one.

Bring our property back to us

and at least there will be a future for you and your son.

Can I see your phone?

Come on.

He has your eyes.

You just have to press the Start key.

I'm availale to you at all times.

I don't know where the latop is.

- I don't know how I'm supposed... - We believe that Leon has

contracted a very serious disease.

Now, whether this disease's suspicion is unfounded,

or whether the disease breaks out,

and it is deadly,

that's entirely up to you, Mrs. Franke.

Give us your husband.

Goodbye.

Hello!

Hello!

Furthermore, the complainant Mr. Thomas Franke claims

that the government of the Federal Republic of Germany

through its cooperation with foreign security services,

has violated its constitutional duty to protect its own citizens.

I cannot follow this line of argument.

The conditions for bringing a lawsuit

are, in my opinion, not fulfilled.

I recommend that the case be dismissed.

Monsieur Poiret, Your Honor,

- we agreed... - We agreed nothing.

I made it quite clear to you, without your brother's testimony...

But that's absurd.

You dismissed the case because my brother isn't here.

- Monsieur... - Give him...

The Court has rendered its decision.

You're back already.

It was a quick hearing.

Hello, my love.

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WESTEND HOSPITALS

- Westend Hospital, how can I help? - I want to speak to my son.

- Leon Franke. - One moment, I'll check.

HOSPITAL SEARCH

QUARANTINE WARD

Please hold.

- Yes? - Franke's on the line from the hospital.

- Right now? - He wants to speak to him. Is that okay?

Why ask such a stupid question? Yes!

I need a tracking vehicle right now.

Please hold.

Please hold.

Daddy?

Hello, my boy. How are you?

When are you coming?

I'll come soon. I have to do something quickly, then I'll come.

I'm scared.

What are you scared of?

The men here.

What men? Where's Mommy?

Not here.

Are the men there now? Can you see them?

- Yes. - What are they doing?

They look really weird. Like astronauts.

- Astronauts? - Yes, with helmets and suits.

They're probably doctors.

They wear that stuff sometimes. For surgery.

Daddy, I don't want surgery.

Remember that farm last summer?

There was a man with a suit and helmet, too.

- He was a beekeeper. - Right, and what was the suit for?

So the bees didn't sting him.

It's the same with doctors.

They wear suits to prevent infection.

I'm not infectious.

No, you're not infectious. You do the coolest crap ever.

Daddy, you shouldn't say that.

What, crap or...

You said it again.

No one can hear us.

And I'm totally proud of you for being so brave, Leon.

Can you come anyway?

Don't stop. Talk to your son.

Mommy will be right back, and I'll come soon, okay? I promise.

Why not now?

- Please. - I'll come soon. I... I'll be there soon.

- Is that Franke's phone? - Yes.

He's behind the third pillar. East side.

Hey. Hey.

Hey, darling.

Leon, please don't cry. Listen, don't cry. We can do this.

- I have to go. - Move in!

- I love you. - I love you, too.

And Mommy.

Hey! Hey, police!

That's not him. That isn't him!

- That's the wrong guy. - They're in the right position.

He's fucking with us. He's been fucking with us the whole time!

Christ! Shit!

Sir? I think he was using a bluetooth handset.

He must still be here. Keep looking.

That's the wrong guy. Go on, keep looking.

What are you doing? What the hell?

- Sandra, stop. - I'll ask you one more time.

Is there something you should be telling me?

- Sandra, stop! - Then get up and stop me!

- Come on then. - You want to know what happened? Right?

Lukas Franke came in. With your key!

And killed you, and once you were finally dead,

he revived you? That makes sense! Sure.

What did Vu Mai-Ly offer you?

Thorsten, why didn't you come to me?

You're a decent cop

- with values and principles. - No.

Here.

Look at this.

Motor cortex.

Don't you get it?

Are you insane? Stop!

Have you gone crazy?

- Get it now? - But the doctors said...

They said the spinal cord was okay.

The problem's somewhere else. Here, in the hard drive.

The center is dead. Nothing works there anymore.

- Can't they do anything? - They can fit a chip so I can walk.

For 250,000.

I'd have got that for Franke.

You think I want to spend the rest of my life chained to this bed?

Like a piece of dead meat? Is that what you think?

If I don't get that chip I don't want to live anymore.

Then I don't want any more.

Okay, Mai-Ly, where are you?

SEARCH

LOCATING

Put your hands up, sir, or I'll shoot.

Why are you crying?

Hey.

She left him, huh?

Your father and you. Just like that.

She died.

Yeah.

Just like that.

But you don't believe that.

You only believe what you see. What you see, you don't want to believe.

Things aren't always what they seem.

No?

No.

So she'll come back one day?

Does it hurt?

Take it.

Did you really swallow it?

Lukas,

if you want to find out what's wrong up here,

you can't take that shit anymore.

I mean it.

- Lukas? - Are you okay?

I'm okay. And you?

Are you with Leon?

I spoke to him earlier, he was really scared.

No wonder.

With all he's been through.

I know where it is.

I know where the Burning Man laptop is!

Where are you?

Westhafen, in a laundry.

But I think that's just a front for a cartel or something.

Lukas?

I'll call you later.

Lukas.

UNKNOWN CALLER

Let me just say that I'm...

very pleased to hear from you, Mrs. Franke.

Do you know where your husband is?

Burning Man.

Oh no.

Where is Burning Man?

I don't know.

You're a remarkable man.

You inspire a certain sort of respect in me.

Pity you're on the wrong side.

Don't screw it up again.

Wait.

Let me do that. I'll take care of him!

Sir?

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