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Breathe very calmly.

Breathe in... and out.

Don't try to put your thoughts into order.

Just let them go.

And breathe in very deeply...

and out again.

And when I say "now" you will open your eyes.

Now.

Yes, close your eyes again.

Good. Good.

And now delve twice as deeply into your relaxed state than before.

Take your time.

I will now take you back...

to the source.

The source of your fear.

I will guide you...

step by step.

Step by step...

all the way to the source of your fear.

To the truth.

You are in Cologne.

In your home town.

It is the summer shortly before you are drafted.

There's your father.

You long for the war so much,

you can't wait to go away and leave everything behind you.

There is the woman you love.

But there is something that keeps you apart from her.

NOVORSHEV, SOVIET UNION 1496KM TO BERLIN

- Clothes. - Don't hurt us.

Don't worry. Your clothes. Uniform. Then no harm.

We do nothing. Just clothes.

On your knees!

BERLIN-NEUKÖLLN 5:53AM

You got the runs or something?

It’s packed in there.

Go on. do it.

Maria, you come out of the stable

and look at the lights of Bethlehem with chaste eyes. Where the bird is.

And now Archangel Gabriel, please.

Yes, turn around now, I can't see anything.

More this way.

Frieda, you're receiving the Redeemer, I can't see that.

Give it some more. Paul, faster.

Turn around some more, I can't see anything.

Vice squad.

This is a raid. Show is over.

Ladies and gentlemen, form an orderly row.

Pack away your genitals. And keep your mouths shut.

Move it. Faster!

We have to take it all.

Every photo, every can, every film, everything.

You’re in charge. We mustn't lose any detail.

You with the trumpet, stand here. On the double.

You two, pack everything into the car.

- And who are you? - The carpenter.

- Who's that supposed to be? - Jesus's father, of course.

Look, God's also in it.

And the Virgin Mary, the boy with the curly hair, everyone's here.

König.

Paragraph 118. Art is free.

You will have to prove I'm not an artist.

A rat, that's what you are.

And you’re a bluebottle. Can’t ever get rid of you, huh?

Too much shit stuck on you.

No offence, but we can't let him get away with that.

We're not done here.

Won't be long, they're almost done with the holy couple. Look, sweetie.

Closing time.

I know you.

Get them all out of there.

Come on out.

You'll shoot me up here

and let my colleague downstairs take you down?

- The fat guy won't get me. - Sure he will. He's got a gun.

- A bigger one than your toy. - Toy!

Thanks.

Maybe you do things differently in Cologne,

but here in the capital it's a good idea to draw your weapon first.

Yes, I'm afraid it fell down the shaft back there.

Tell Willi, you'll have it back tomorrow.

Right, you nitwit. Say thank you.

- You what? - Can't hear you.

Thank you.

And do you know what for?

I just saved your arse from being tried as a cop killer.

You've still got the attempted cop murder going for you,

apart from the filth with those little boys.

- But I didn't do... - You speak when I ask you a question.

But...

Maybe this bullet was never fired.

And somehow you got away up here.

You know what I mean, right?

Right. 

And now introduce yourself to my colleague from Cologne. Name?

- Krajewski. - Beg your pardon?

- Krajewski, Franz. - Rank and regiment?

Private, infantry.

Second Hanseatic, w...

- You what? - West front.

Residence?

The ruins on Hermannplatz.

I see. I get it.

Now listen. Erwin in the kiosk...

at the underground station. He’s our guy.

You'll report to him at 12 sharp.

And when we ask you a question then, you'll have the answer.

Come on, you trembler.

Pull yourself together.

It's alright.

Where’s Lotte?

Lotte?

Where have you been?

Everywhere.

Haven't you slept at all?

- No. - And now off to work?

I don't know how you do it.

But you know the deal. If you sleep you miss being awake.

And I have to be on watch.

What about here?

Paradise.

Leopold?

Your eyes are magnets

And they beam like the stars

Your kisses

Connecting wires

Between the earth and heaven

A little technique

A little love

A little bliss and a little pain

They are the engine of the machine

And busy is the stupid heart

- Left pocket. - Did you bring something?

Yellow.

I haven't got that one yet.

What's this?

Nothing. Just a bruise.

Can you bring me my stockings? The fine ones, please.

It's no big deal, Toni.

What's with the bloody noise? And where's the rent?

- On the table. - No. Half is missing.

I'll have it tonight.

Hey, watch it.

Who can piss with a hard-on?

Why don't you touch it?

You pig.

Lotte!

We need 20. Schröder will kick us out.

Tonight, I promise.

Lotte?

Here, a little souvenir of your exciting time in the capital.

- Where do you know that guy from? - Krajewski?

Believe me or not, he used to be one of us.

A police officer.

He actually thought he could go back to his old job after the war.

A trembler.

Qne day, there's an operation. There's a huge shoot-out,

and that chicken can't get a grip on himself.

They kicked him out.

Dishonourably.

Get out of my way, you ninny!

Don't.

Stop it.

I'm going to the police, no lie. Wanna come?

At the front, those chickens folded in droves.

Now you just have to breathe on them and the waterworks open.

I was in Belgium.

And France.

What about you?

Only the final game. The Siegfried Line.

They’re broken automatons...

no more.

And broken automatons belong on the rubbish heap.

Probably.

POLICE HEADQUARTERS "RED CASTLE", BERLIN-MITTE

- Morning. - Excuse me.

- Excuse me, we're waiting too. - I've been waiting for an hour, too.

- Chewing gum? - I'll take it. Thanks.

- Has old Reckwitz been here? - Good morning, Councillor.

Once. Not much going today.

- Hello. - Hi.

- Morning, Jänicke. - Good morning, Mr. Gräf. What a load.

- Morning, girls - Morning, Inspector.

- Who's the dressy guy? - There she is.

- Morning, ladies. - Good morning.

So, we need 12 transcripts...

I'll do it!

37 notices of annulment for B.

- 90 citations for H. - Here.

- And then we need someone who knows... - Me.

French?

- Here. - Miss Amelie, of course.

Right, ladies, that's it for now.

You're welcome to wait but I doubt there'll be much more today.

- Traudel? - Stay for an hour.

No, I don't have an hour. See you tomorrow.

Yes, there is something else.

Cataloguing the photography archive of the murder squad.

- I'd like the lady with the green hat. - You.

Thank you. Miss Ritter?

Right?

- The Buddha wants... - Who?

Gennat, the chief of the murder squad.

Chief Inspector Gennat wants to create a catchword register.

With descriptions of all murder cases of the last 13 years. Like this:

Crime scene, murder weapon,

condition of the body. Everything, really.

- And you want me to... - You describe what you see,

and in a systematic way.

Take this, for example. Axe murder, split skull, amputation.

The pictures are organised by case. On the back you find the date and case number.

- Catchword register. - Correct.

Later on, we can look for parallels.

Like if sdmeone uses the same weapon several times or a perpetrator...

You took all the pictures?

Upstairs there are three times as many.

One Mark an hour, I'll sign off tomorrow morning.

Thanks.

Do you know all the stuff Inspector Rath has collected about you...

in the last few weeks since you left Cologne?

Let's talk about him.

Let's hear it. What kind of guy is he?

You want me to tell you stuff about your colleague?

He knows you, so you know him.

What’s in it for me?

For you?

A kiss.

Wait..

you've got something there.

Come on, spill.

His father is the right hand of Cologne's Lord Mayor. High brass police.

I know that, mate.

He's ambitious.

Dogged.

A ferret.

I know.

Goes to church, prays, believes in God.

Yes, I know all that.

But what don't I know?

How would I know what you don't know, Chief Inspector?

Why is he with the vice squad?

- What? - Why not something decent?

Murder, corruption...

secret police?

- Inspector? The interrogation records. - Thank you.

- Can I do anything... - Thank you.

Right, where’s Wolter?

He's interrogating König. 

What?

What... do you want?

I want to know what's between you.

And what he wants from you. Don't tell me he's just here because of your filth.

He's a Catholic

They don't like this kind of stuff.

Oh man.

You're almost begging to be taken to prison as a child shagger tonight.

You have no idea who you're dealing with.

Who are you talking about?

Gereon Rath?

We were just talking about you.

Good thing you’re here.

I just wanted to go for a pee.

I'll deal with this.

You know what I'm looking for.

Where is the film?

Just tell him to pay.

He won't pay. That's why I'm here.

He will pay.

Get the paramedic.

Yes, sir.

And tell me when he can be interrogated again.

INSTITUTE FOR SUGGESTIVE THERAPY BERLIN-ADLERSHOF

Franz, how are you?

- Do you want to give us another try? - Please, yes.

Are you off the drugs?

- No, doctor, but I... - Those are the rules, Franz

We got caught this morning.

And?

They've got König. 

He didn't destroy the film.

Why not? I explicitly told him to.

He tried to make some money with the film.

On his own account.

That's not good, Franz.

BORDER STATION TAUROGGEN 1046KM TO BERLIN

FRONTIER OF THE GERMAN REICH

Stop.

Hello.

What’s your freight in there?

All pesticides.

- Documents. - What?

We need the freight documents.

Yes.

- He wants to see the freight papers - We'll just drive on.

Are you nuts? Calm down. I'll handle this.

- Alright? - Do it.

The Reichswehr.

What’s going on? Why did you stop the train?

We're doing our checks, Major.

- Let the train pass. - Major, according to our regulations...

It is running by order of the Reichswehr.

It says that here, but someone has to sign off the freight documents.

I need the full name.

It's Major General Seegers.

IMPORT LICENCE GRANTED

Have a safe trip.

Let's go.

UNCLE JUST PASSED THE BORDER GIFT IS ON ITS WAY TO BERLIN

Sveta.

It all went well.

You are my hero.

Alexey.

One, two, three.

That's untypical. Sandor is never late.

Times change.

- What's that supposed to mean? - Your brother's reliability has waned.

More precise, please.

You deliver 35,000 bottles of arrack per year.

I supply the entire city, you keep stumm,1 I pay you well, we could all be happy.

- But? - There have been complaints

about the alcohol's quality. More and more often.

Then I had them investigate

and made an interesting discovery.

What is this? I don't drink arrack with my octopus.

Yes.

Your good, thoroughly honest and very punctual Sandor

simply swapped your fine brew for cheap booze.

Did he think I wouldn't notice?

Did he think the fine tongues of our guests would fail?

But the tongue is the most sensitive human sensory organ, best supplied with blood.

Where is Sandor?

What's with the whimpering?

Mr. Kardakov, please.

One, two, one, two, three.

Thank you.

The tongue...

is unique.

A small miracle of nature. Which is why it is also a delicacy.

Where is my brother?

Dr. Schmidt is outside.

Enjoy your octopus, Mr. Gosztony.

Doctor.

I don't want to waste your valuable time.

Oh, please. How can I help?

I have been told that our mutual friend is doing business for his own account.

König?

König.

He put one film aside.

The man is endangering our entire operation.

I'll deal with it.

Good.

THIRD ACT

Hey, busy bee.

A beer after work?

I’ve still got work to do.

Suit yourself. See you tomorrow.

Listen, Bruno.

Why did you start without me?

Sometimes that’s better.

Tomorrow we'll swap.

If you want.

Here’s the file. For your interrogation.

Clocking off time.

- I beg your pardon. - I'm sorry.

I think those are yours.

Yes, thanks.

This must be yours.

- This should be yours. - Yes, thank you.

I hope you're with vice.

And I hope you're with the murder squad.

Goodbye.

EVERYONE ONE TIME IN BERLIN

Everyone one time in Berlin.

- Good evening. - Good evening, Mr. Rath.

I have mail for you.

It looks like I need to stay longer. Thank you.

- You were due to leave tomorrow, correct? - Correct.

I'm afraid we have a union group from Leverkusen coming. First of May.

- The workers' fight day. You know. - I'd take the broom cupboard.

I'm really sorry. We're fully booked until the weekend. All rooms.

Thank you.

My dearest Gereon...

it’s been four weeks exactly today since you left Cologne.

Slowly it's beginning to feel like those days

when you two and your brother went to war

and the days were creepingly becoming longer.

You said in yesterday's letter that you're about to solve the case.

This keeps tormenting me.

Promise you'll be careful.

Berlin’s streets are rougher than anywhere else in the Reich.

Even though I know you'll be back soon,

I can't conceal the fact that my heart is afraid

when I switch off the light at night

and try to wrestle a little bit more mercy out of God

so that nothing may happen to you in this big, strange city.

With greetings and kisses. Yours, Helga.

P S. Moritz also sends his regards to the capital of the Reich.

Evening.

Want a shot with that?

Thank you.

WORKERS! 1ST OF MAY WORLD REVOLUTION

- Hi, Sergey. Everyone here? - Everyone's here.

Comrades.

A few hours ago I received a message from our comrades at home.

The train crossed the border this morning.

It’s coming straight to Berlin!

Long live the Fourth International!

Down with Stalin!

Long live our comrade Trotsky!

Long live the Red Fortress!

- Re-invent the world in a better way. - No less!

Police Headquarters Detention Cell Wing, Berlin-Mitte

Hello, König.

What do you want?

Pray.

Lord... God of revenge... appear.

Repeat after me.

You are my Lord and God.

You watch over me.

Even if the darkness of my dungeon...

...I know your strict hand is above me.

Your wrath is deserved.

Your revenge is terrible.

Your revenge is terrible...

I'm sorry. But if a picture is so ruined...

If you had the negative, I could work with that.

But I don't have it.

Was it a professional photographer, I mean cameraman?

Why?

It's very thinly lit.

It's a miracle you can see anything at ail.

It was taken secretly.

Very well. When it's finished, where may I deliver it to, Inspector?

I'll take it now.

- And, Mr... - Gräf.

Don't tell anyone about this.

You have never seen this picture.

Gereon.

I have something for you.

Yes, our 14 is on the ball. Went down the shaft right away.

Barrel calibrated and cleaned, everything spick and span.

Bruno, we can interrogate the man together.

I won't get involved. Don’t worry.

I'm passing inspiration again. I'm off.

Where is the film?

Come on, blackmail is a little ambitious for you.

Tell me who your clients are,

where the film is, and you can go.

I need some fresh air.

Please.

I can't breathe.

Very good idea. And now?

Close your eyes.

And then?

You won't get out of here.

Not alive

Close your eyes.

Think about it, König. We're not after you.

- You have nothing to worry about. - Close your eyes!

No.

GENTS

What happened? Can you hear me?

What? I can't hear you.

Inside pocket.

This? Do you want this?

How much? One?

Good?

I'll get help.

Please...

But you are bleeding.

It's not mine.

Am I wrong here or is it you?

Do you how many gents' toilets there are in headquarters?

Fifty-two.

And how many ladies'?

May I ask you a favour?

You don’t have to. I get it.

You do?

I'm Charlotte Ritter.

- Rath, Gereon. - Gereon?

Where are you from, the Middle Ages?

From Cologne.

I'll manage on my own.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Alright.

I'll close the door, OK?

Drive on.

Do you have the papers?

Very good.

BILL OF CONSIGNMENT

You have to put the number of the car here.

AB 32-2-1.

And here the destination station.

Istanbul.

Everyone at the printer's is ready.

Tomorrow, a new chapter will begin for the Russian people.

And you made it possible.

And you will finish it.

Kardakov...

I love you.

And I you, Svetlana.

A call to Cologne. Thirteen-zero-eight. Thank you.

Hello?

It's me.

- Gereon? - Can you talk?

Yes.

König is dead.

- Do you have the material? - No.

- Just one single picture. - What? No film?

Not yet.

You know about your responsibility. You must destroy the film.

Nobody can know exists. Gereon.

Man, where have you been?

What happened?

He grabbed my gun.

- They're expecting us. - Who’s they?

The political department.

- Benda? - In person. Come on.

Yes, I understand.

Yes, of course.

Goodbye.

- Wolter, Rath. He's expecting us. - Please.

Councillor.

How could you let this happen? You knew König.

You were sent here because you’ve been trailing this guy for weeks.

You must have known what he's capable of.

The inspector has not acted negligently.

No-one is asking you, Wolter.

You interrogated him yesterday.

Together with the chief inspector. Yesterday afternoon.

- And the wounds? - Pardon?

This file here says that König arrived at the remand centre with injuries.

How come?

He tried to resist arrest by escaping.

 I sее.

Please excuse us, gentlemen.

Mr. Wolter, in private, please.

Take a seat, inspector.

It would be disastrous in your position to keep something from me.

I am aware of that.

I phoned Cologne earlier. Your father told me you would explain everything.

The Lord Mayor of Cologne is being blackmailed.

Dr. Adenauer. My most senior employer.

The affair is unsavoury. To be dealt with before the elections.

Blackmailed. By König?

I knew König.

A stuck-up, arrogant chap. Until this morning.

- He was changed. A different guy. - Meaning?

I think there is a contracting entity.

Here in Berlin.

Where is this film? Do you have any leads?

Yes.

Good. Don’t lose any time.

And as far as the incident with König is concerned...

Leave the apparatus in the castle, the press and Wolter to me.

- Cigarette? - I'd love one.

Your father mentioned you have a personal connection with Dr. Adenauer?

My mother died immediately after the war. Spanish flu.

Dr. Adenauer took care of the concerns of the family.

He was a strong support for my father and for me in a very difficult time.

Where do you stay, Rath?

Nowhere since this morning, my hotel is fully booked.

We'll take care of it.

- Are you Catholic? - Yes.

Are you in contact with parish?

I didn't think I'd stay very long, I mean have time for it.

Come to mass on Sunday. St Antonius in Friedenau.

-I play the organ. - I'd love to.

And Mr Wolter, please provide our colleague with accommodation.

- Long-term. - Will do.

- Behnke speaking. - Elisabeth.

It's Bruno. I need a room.

- For when? - Immediately, ideally.

The balcony room has just become available. I need to prepare it.

That's good. It's for a colleague of mine.

Thanks, Bruno. Send the gentleman over, the room will be ready in two hours.

ALEXEY KARDAKOV EVERY FRIDAY JULY TO SEPTEMBER 1928

It's six marks a week. If you pay for a whole month, it's cheaper.

But Elisabeth will explain it all to you.

- Who? - Behnke, your landlady.

She's the widow of a mate.

Jänicke?

You go to your new pad now. And tomorrow night you’ll have dinner at ours.

Alright, thanks.

- Chief? - Can you drive?

- I beg your pardon? - Drive a car? Vroom, vroom?

Yes.

Staff car. Take this suitcase and this inspector both to 25, Bayreuther St.

You’ll bring the car back washed.

Yes, sir.

Why are you still standing here? Go.

It's great that everything works around here.

- Let me take that. - Thanks.

- Please take me to Hermannplatz first. - Right now?

Yes, please.

- I'm with Wolter. - Alright.

Rabbit boy. Want to warm up some?

- Copper. - So? They're cold too.

- Where's the other one? - It's my shift.

Come with me.

- Have you heard? - Sure.

Stuff like that spreads like wildfire.

König wasn't a guy who would kill himself.

Who is afraid that König would spill?

The... emperor?

König was a mystery-monger. No-one knew for whom he was doing those films.

But he made good money.

Where did you record this?

Who are the women?

- This one, I know her. - Which one?

This one.

That's...

Mutti from Wedding.

SOVIET EMBASSY, BERLIN-MITTE

Hello.

Follow me.

Who is the leader of the group?

ALEXEY KARDAKOV

Alexey Kardakov.

Consider it done.

On behalf of the Soviet government...

I thank you for your help.

Comrade General. We managed to identify the leader of the group.

Alexey Kardakov.

- Take this. - No, I'm OK.

Take it. I'm going to Istanbul tomorrow where it's warm.

Thanks.

We also know where the counterrevolutionaries meet.

I have already arranged for it, Comrade General.

Thank you, Jänicke.

Come on in.

Breakfast is at half six, dinner is extra. That's at six.

Warm on Sundays and Wednesdays, sandwiches the other days.

I'll do the bed linen, but you have to take care of towels and stuff.

You can use the balcony as you wish, but please air the room regularly.

- Well, if that's not lucky. - Are you superstitious?

- No. You? - No.

- I'll take the room. - On a weekly or monthly basis?

- Weekly. - Fine.

I need an advance for the first three weeks.

Mr. Katelbach. Excuse me.

- Mr. Katelbach? - Yes?

Have you looked at the calendar? End of the month.

One more day and you're moving out.

Dear Ms. Elisabeth I have something very special for you.

In three hours, a special show at the Admiralspalast.

A jazz opera like the other day? No. You're not airing the room.

I promise you, you'll love it.

Sell your complimentary tickets. I want my rent.

You'll get your money when I'm back from Vienna.

Vienna again? Who is paying for this trip?

My publisher of course.

The government in Vienna wants to make a guy from the Middle Ages chancellor

- and revive the corporative state... - When will you pay?

As soon as my commentary is printed, you’ll get your money.

What if it doesn't get printed?

That, dear Ms. Elisabeth, is a conjunctivas irrealis.

a physical impossibility.

However, would be possible in return to have some of that delicious...

First pay, then eat.

Said the executioner to the delinquent.

I bid you goodbye. Your respectful servant.

Good day.

A journalist?

- An Austrian snot. - What's on the menu?

Dumplings.

- And at ours? - What do you think?

- Black pudding. - With or without?

Without you, that would be nice.

Get going, we need briquettes.

Bloody bitches.

Jesus, Karlchen, get on the bench. Do I have to write it on your forehead?

Now!

What’s bugging you today?

- Haven't slept all night. - Why not?

Mother was coughing, Erich was puking,

Grandpa wet the bed, Toni was crying,

Magda was yelling, Karlchen had diarrhoea.

- And Lotte wasn't home, as always. - But I got the sausage.

- And how was school today? - It was nothing.

- You didn't actually go, right? - Did too.

- you were at the spinning mill - Just a few hours.

They needed someone.

- How much? - 1.50.

- Who has it? - Ilse, of course.

If you go to work. you won't keep up in school.

Finished. As good as new, madam.

Don't distract, madam.

- Dolly. - Yes, Mother?

You need to rub some rubbing alcohol-on me.

Grandpa!

...your money and we soon own the world.

Banks eat up your money and we soon own the world.

Banks eat up your money and we soon own the world...

- Good evening, Charlotte. - Good evening.

Thank you.

Hello there.

Put some in?

Thank you.

It has to be you.

Oh, Saint Gereon of Cologne.

- Good evening, Mr. Döhmann. - Robert, do me a favour

and leave your master alone with the inspector.

Go buy some cigarettes or something and flip the sign over.

- Will do. - Good. Well then.

So, when are you going back home?

Soon.

I'm hoping you have that prescription for me.

Thank you. Yeah, yeah, you're lucky, you still have hope.

I'll probably be amongst those frigid Berlin broads until the end of my life.

What have I done to deserve this?

Just because I married a girl from Charlottenburg.

How could I be so stupid?

They pretend to be swinging, but compared to a proper Cologne bird

you can forget them all. Here. Ten milligrams max.

Orally. That’s two per day.

No more. Or you'll get addicted

I just want some rest.

Rest, at your age? You should be ashamed.

- Have a nice evening. - Yes, you too.

What the heck is this?

Now look here, old chap. Those broads.

Look around.

They're everywhere.

Broads over broads

- You don't know where to look. - I do.

That one?

Is that your bird?

Well, I wouldn't say that, but...

But she doesn't know it yet, right?

Hold this.

Hey.

A little sherbet?

- Thanks. - My friend sends me.

- Oh yeah, I know him. - He feels unable to.

But you don't?

- Do you dance? - Why, of course. Hold these.

Hey, are you nuts?

...please welcome Le Grand Nikoros

You were wonderful. Come on.

- I have to see you again. - Definitely.

To ashes, to dust

Stolen from the light

But not yet now

Miracles wait until the end

Ocean of time

Eternal law

To ashes, to dust

To ashes

But not yet now

To ashes, to dust

Stolen from the light

But not yet now

Miracles wait until the end

It must be just a dream

Trying to snatch the wind

Who really knows

The clосk on your wall

It is filled with sand

Put your hand in mine

And let us be forever

Now you make your choice

And throw us in between happiness and agony

But I can forgive you

You are very close to death

But your eye still clear

Does it recognise me? I'm ready

To seek immortality with you

- Do you know this spiel? - Sure thing.

It must be just a dream

Trying to snatch the wind

Who really knows?

You are very close to death

But your eye still clear

Does it recognise me? I'm ready

To seek immortality with you

Bravo!

Et maintenant...

mesdames et messieurs...

Ladies' choice!

What's up? You seem tense.

Good work, comrade. No difference to the original.

Wagon number AB three-two-two-one. And the signature.

That's right.

PRINTER'S

You were wonderful, mа chère.

Wegener

Simply wonderful.

Where is Kardakov, that scoundrel?

I haven't seen him.

Look at this. Is this something?

We'll take it, for the boss.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Parasites!

Back to the embassy.

We have to go!