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Yes.

I picked him up
from the airport
this afternoon.

I know.

You know what I need?

Oh!

Are you afraid,
my friends?

Of us?

Of Islam?

People are
suffering throughout
the Muslim world.

In Palestine,
Afghanistan, Baghdad.

But do I believe terrorism

is the justifiable consequence
of this suffering?

No.

Violence against
the innocent is not
the way of Allah.

My charities are set up
around the world

to stamp out poverty,
as well as promote
religious tolerance

and understanding.

We rely on your
generous support
to continue our work.

Thank you. [AUDIENCE APPLAUDING]

Yes, Maxi.

Maxi?
- What have you got?
- Yeah?

Around 11:00 a.m.
police received a report

about a suspicious figure
in the central train station.

They were sent this image
taken from a mobile phone.

The quality's not great
but good enough
to make a match.

Karpov, Issa.

Chechen, 26.

Classified as an escaped
militant jihadist.

- Hmm.
- Potentially violent.

Approach with caution.

Pull that down.

Security footage has
him returning to the station

five times during the day.

Do we know that guy?

Not yet. Working on it.

- Ah. Give me the hands.
- Uh-huh.

Some sort of note?

Currency maybe.

That's our last
sight of him.

Who else knows
he's out there?

The cops haven't
made a connection.

Mmm. And upstairs?

Mmm-mmm,
doesn't look like it.

If not yet they will soon.

Karl, Rasheed,
start with the mosques,

homeless shelters,
don't break anything.

Niki, try
the railway station.

Find out who the hell
- that scrawny bastard is.
- Mmm-hmm.

Great.

Thank you.

Issa Karpov.

A Muslim first name
and a Russian last name.

What does that tell us?

That the boy
is confused.

And no patronymic.

Is he the son
of nobody?

Issa... Jesus no less.

Maybe he's the son of God
and he's come to save us.

Save me.

Doner plate.

Coffee, black.

Coffee, black.

- One euro.
- Cheers.

Salam.

Thank you.

Hmm.

Hello.

That scrawny bastard,
they call him the Admiral.

He's drinking at
Silbersack Bar.

I think you know
the place? Ah.

Better than I should.

I'm looking at the receipts
from Abdullah's trip to Dubai.

Why make a four hour
layover, in Cyprus,

on your way back from Dubai,
to Frankfurt?

When you can fly direct?

I don't know, Gunther.
Air miles?

With my luck
that's probably all it is.

Oh, "Seven Friends."

Is that all
you have Gunther?

Oh, I wish.

It's a shipping company
based in Cyprus.

Okay, I'll check it.

All right. Bye-bye.

Admiral.

Hmm.

Admiral.

Herr Dinkelmann.

Missing persons.

Strange boy.

Nervous.

He asked me to
find someone for him.

A banker.

And this banker,

did he have a name?

You don't want it?

Brue.

Monsieur Tommy Brue.

Brue.

Word is Mohr is
on to something.

His boys are
hitting the streets.

Gunther?

They found Karpov.

Hmm.

Ah, good.

Keep him walking.

Karpov, the Russian,
he's ours.

Am I to understand
you've found him?

I remind you
that your license
to operate in Hamburg

is contingent
on your co-operation
with my office.

I am co-operating, Dieter.

I want this kid
to talk to whoever
he was told to talk to,

pray wherever
he was told to pray,

sleep wherever
he was told to sleep.

I don't want anybody else
getting close to him
before we do.

And if this kid
lets off a bomb?

It's in
your hands, Gunther.

Thank Christ
it's not in yours

because if it was
- you'd fuck it up.
- Mmm-hmm.

Then I want it in writing,
your signature on the letter,

because when the bomb
goes off in Hamburg

I want you there
to see the blood
on the streets.

Have you ever seen
blood on the streets?

Clown.

Melik.
We have a guest.

This is Issa,
from Chechnya.

That's the kind
of face I make.

Weddings.

Every time I attend one,
I see another good woman
going to the wall.

Well, what about
the man?

The man is the wall.

Oh.

The apartment belongs
to a Leyla Oktay.

Turkish national,
German resident.

A widow.

One son, Melik.

Oh, Michael.

They have a citizenship
application pending.

Michael.

You've upset
Dieter Mohr.

Really?

It probably has
something to do

with the terrorists
you're allowing to walk
the streets of Hamburg.

We're on
a wait and see approach.

And what
are we seeing?

Enough to keep waiting.

Don't underestimate Mohr.

He's got a lot of friends
here in Berlin.

Why don't you give him
the Chechen?

Let him shine while you
stay focused on Abdullah.

I think
he's moving the money to
a shipping company.

Are you sure?

Not yet, but close.

I need more time.

I'll do what I can, Gunther,
but watch your back.

Word is the Americans
are taking an interest.

Thanks for the warning.

Whoo-hoo! Whoo!

Americans.

Gunther Bachmann?

Martha Sullivan.
US Embassy, Berlin.

I know you by reputation,
of course.

That can't be good.

Men with good reputations
usually aren't much use to me.

What about women?

This is my colleague
Irna Frey.

- Hello.
- Hello.

She sails and spies.

I don't sail.

Hamburg's a long way
from Berlin.

What are you doing here?

Me? I am just
an observer.

I have been observed
by Americans before.

It usually doesn't end well.

From what I'm hearing,
we're not the ones

you need to
be worrying about.

Good morning, everyone.

Herr Mohr has
compiled a report.

Our investigations confirm

that Issa Karpov

is a member of
a militant Salafi group
of Chechen jihadists.

Karpov was arrested
soon after the capture

of the group's leader
earlier this year.

Where did this information
come from?

We have excellent resources
inside the Russian state
security system.

After 24 hours of questioning,
Karpov confessed

to taking part in attacks
on gas pipelines,

transport, infrastructure,
police stations.

After 24 hours
of Russian questioning

any one of us
would admit
to anything.

Are you contesting
this report?

No. Yes.

Maybe.

We've not yet had
the benefit of reading it.

The report concludes
that the terrorist Karpov
has come to Hamburg

seeking to make contact
with Islamist cells
operating in the city.

They hide among us.

- Really?
- Yes.

Karpov is a wanted man.

If you have knowledge
of his whereabouts,

you are obliged to follow
due process under
the constitution.

You mean arresting him?

Issa Karpov is indeed
seeking to make contact
in Hamburg,

with a banker.

We've had
no briefing on this.

Well, if you were
doing your job,
you wouldn't need one.

We're not policemen.

We're spies.
Issa Karpov may be
of value to us.

All I'm asking for
is more time.

Our unit was
set up to develop
intelligence resources

inside Germany's
Islamic community.

- That's why we're here.
- Oh.

And I thought you
were here because you
fucked up in Beirut

and your friend
Michael Axelrod
had no idea...

This banker, do we know
what Karpov wants from him?

Not yet and if we move
against him now,

the chances are
we never will.

I think he knows
what he's doing, Otto.

Maybe you should
let him get on with it.

You have 72 hours to bring

this matter to a resolution,

if not, we will,
with or without
your co-operation.

- Okay?
- Okay.

Where should we go?

CO-WORKER: Meet at
the place on the corner?

Okay.

Uh, I'll catch up
with you later.

Okay,
we'll see you there.

Melik?

Did we have
an appointment?

Annabel Richter, Mama.

Hello, Leyla.
How are you?

Welcome to our house,
Frau Annabel.

Nice to see you again.

Come in.
Come in please.

Thank you.

The boy is good, Frau Annabel.
Do you understand?

If he has done
something wrong,

it's because he had no...

Hello, Issa.

Uh, my name
is Annabel Richter.

I am a lawyer.

I work with an organization
called Sanctuary North.

- Mmm, please?
- Okay.

Are you seeking
asylum in Germany?

I make coffee.

There has to be a reason.

Either you cannot return
to your country of origin

because your life
would be in danger

or you have
been tortured.

Yes.

Yes, what?

I have been tortured.

Forgive me,
but this is my job.

I want to believe you,
but people make
this claim all the time.

I have to...

Who did this to you?

Roosskie.

I cannot
help you unless
you are honest with me.

It's only a matter of time
before the German authorities
will find you.

It's better for your case
if you go to them first.

We can make a formal... I will never,
never go back to Russia.

Please?

You will contact this man.

He will help me.

Mr. Thomas Brue.

Colonel Grigori
Borisovich Karpov,

stationed in Chechnya, 1986.

He was involved
with organized crime.

Big time.
Drugs for arms.
White slave traffic.

You name it
he was in to it.

Karpov died two years ago.

- And?
- He had a son.

Ivan.

Born, 1986 in Chechnya.

Mother unknown.

Good.

Fraulein Richter?

Please follow me.

Please.

What exactly
is Sanctuary North?

I'm a lawyer.

Our clients are people
who have left
their place of birth.

They are
effectively stateless.

They are often traumatized.

What is it you want,
Miss Richter?

A donation?

I'm sorry.

That was insensitive.

I'm here on behalf
of a client.

His name
is Issa Karpov.

Is the name
known to you?

Karpov?

Mmm-mmm. No.

He is in possession
of a letter written
by your father to his.

It makes reference
to a Mr. Lipizzaner,

as in the Spanish horses
which are born black
but gradually turn white.

Yes.

This is a process
I'm guessing your bank
is familiar with?

The letter
contains a number.

Does it fit?

Does it fit what?

Is the number
an account reference
in use at this bank?

I'm afraid my bank

doesn't broadcast
the manner in which
it does its business.

I'm sure that suits
your clients very well.

But if this number
does pertain to an account
held at this bank,

it would have
been established
quite some time ago.

I will need
to check our records.

Once I have done so
I will call you.

When?

My client's situation
in Hamburg is extremely
sensitive Mr. Brue.

I'm sure.

He trusts you.

As, judging by
the contents of the letter,
his father trusted yours.

Big boy.

Six...

Ah.

3448.

"Grigori Borisovich Karpov."

Sorry.

That's all right.
I've given up.

Yeah? Good luck with that.

Yes?

Okay.

The Atlantic.

I'll be there.

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

Have something to drink?

Uh, glass of wine?

Uh, still water please.

Still water.
Of course.

You frequent the Atlantic?

Uh...

Not your scene?

You said your client's
situation was sensitive,
hence the hurry.

I can confirm that
the reference number
you supplied

does pertain to an account
held at Brue Freres Bank.

Then he intends
to make a claim.

Then tell him to bring
a large suitcase.

Of course he will need
to establish his identity.

My client entered the country
in difficult circumstances.

He has the letter.

- I will need to see it.
- Of course.

And in addition,
he will need to provide
a certain instrument.

Which is?

I'm afraid I can't say,

but if your client
is legitimate

he will know
what I am talking about.

And if he has
this instrument?

I see no difficulty
in proceeding.

She's coming out.

Attractive.

Not my type.

What is your type, Gunther?

You are, Irna.
You know that.

Johannes-Brahms-Platz.

Hello, Tommy.

And you are?

My name is Bachmann.

I head an anti-terror unit

not many people know about
and even less like.

Let's walk.

Hamburg is one
of the great ports
of the world, Tommy.

For centuries
it opened its arms

to every foreigner
who washed up
on its shores.

Now, since 9/11,

in the eyes of every
dark-skinned man

we see someone who
wants to kill us.

Problem is
some of them do,

but the question is whether
Issa Karpov is one of them.

The lawyer.

Lawyer?

Annabel Richter.

The one you met at the hotel.
The one you'd like to fuck.

What? Not true?

You're too old
for her, Tommy.
We both are.

See her, love her,
but you'll never get her,

not even with
all that black money

you've got tucked away
in your bank vaults.

As far as I am aware,
Miss Richter represents

a client with
a legitimate financial
interest with my bank.

Your bank does business
with the Russians, right?

It did.
In my father's time.

Mafia?

Military mainly.

What's to stop me

from just walking
away from this?

Whatever this is.

How about we start with
a full audit of your books?

But your father wasn't
just a banker, Tommy.

He was a laundryman.

You're threatening me?

Just sympathizing.

You've been left
to clean up the mess.

We have a job to do, Tommy.

You're going
to help me do it.

Do what exactly?

Save Annabel Richter,
for a start.

From what?

From all of it.

Hmm.
I wasn't expecting you.

No?

Who were you expecting?

Bad day?

A few surprises.

Enjoy your scotch, Tommy.

And try not to fall over
on your way to bed.

Issa, it is somebody
for you.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Thank you for coming.

Of course.

Issa.

This is Mr. Brue.

Morning.

Perhaps you could
show him the letter.

"My dear Karpov,

"as discussed,
please accept this letter

"as assurance from
one friend to another,

"that in the unfortunate
circumstance of your death

"I should be pleased
to acquaint
your own dear son,

"Ivan Grigorevich Karpov,

"with our friend
Mr. Lipizzaner.

"He need only
present this letter,

"together with
the necessary instrument

"currently in your possession
for me to act.

"In case of my own death,

"my son Thomas will fulfill
my promise to you."

Forgive me. It's correct
signature of your father?

It is.

Should I address you then
as Issa or Ivan?

Issa.

It's my Muslim name
and I like.

But not the one
your father gave you?

My mother was Chechen.

I wish, sir,
with your help,

to make an honorable life
in Hamburg.

Very good,

but first, you understand
there are certain
questions of fact.

I bring your attention
to the matter
of the instrument.

May I ask how you came
to be in possession of this?

It was given to me
by my father's lawyer.

So it seems
I am being asked

to fulfill one father's
promise to another.

It's true.
Karpov was my father.

You weren't close?

My father was a murderer.

He has Chechen blood
on his hands.

And yet you seem
willing enough
to take his money?

I understand
you came here
from Turkey,

by an informal route,
shall we say?

May I ask,
what you were doing
in Turkey?

I was in prison.

And before that?

I was in prison
in Russia.

- Why?
- You don't need
to answer that, Issa.

Why not?

Because it is immaterial.

To what,
Fraulein Richter?

Your client...

He's your client, too,
Mr. Brue.

Your client lays claim

to his father's account,

yet he has no passport,

cannot prove his identity.

He has
the key and the letter,
what more do you want?

We couldn't hear
everything so well, Tommy.

So exactly how much
are we talking about?

I can't tell you.

Not exactly.

A ballpark figure?

10,000, 100,000,
500,000?

We're talking

upwards of 10 million euro.

At least.

- Coffee.
- Yes, sir.

- Black.
- Right away.

I wasn't sure you'd come.

I want to make
one thing clear.

I don't owe you anything.

What happened in Beirut?

You know what
happened in Beirut.

My networks were blown.

So Hamburg
is a punishment?

Depends on whether
you like Hamburg.

Unless that's what you
want people to think?

Take some of the heat
off you so you can

get on with the real game.

Which is?

Dr. Faisal Abdullah.

Come on, Gunther,
we probably know
as much about him as you do.

What do you know, Martha?

We know you've been
watching him for months,

and we know
you're under pressure
to get results.

And we know that
the man moves money

through a network
of Muslim charities

and every time he does,
some of it goes missing.

Dr. Faisal Abdullah
is everything

we want him to be
and a little bit more.

He's tolerant,
enlightened, engaged
with the West.

But every good man
has a little bit
of bad, doesn't he?

And in Abdullah's case,

that little bit

just might kill you.

You know all that,
how come he's still walking
the streets of Hamburg

and not rotting in some cell
in Guantanamo?

Because we think,
we don't know.

The money leaves
and we don't know
where it goes.

Anyways, on German soil
he's got the protection
of German law.

That hasn't stopped
you before.

We don't do that anymore.

You want us
to do it, then.

I'm more interested
in knowing why you
haven't done it already?

Please work with us
on this one, Gunther.

I don't trust you.

Old habits die hard.

That's what
I'm worried about.

I was talking about yours.

Have a nice day.

You too.

I got your text.

I...

I can't do this anymore.

Someone's going
to find out.
I can feel it.

I'm frightened.

They are looking at me.

All of them.

I'm done. It's over.

I am not your spy.
I am a student.

You cannot make
me do this.

I never made you
do anything, Jamal.

And I never will.

You know that.

When we first met,

you remember what
we talked about?

You remember that?

Family, the future.

Most of us don't get
to choose, but you did.

You made the right choice.

It's not easy.

But there's no going back,

for any of us.

We can't undo
what's done.

Look at me.

Come here.

You're my ears, Jamal,
and my eyes. I need you.

You're important to me.

Good.

Hello? Tommy?

Yes.

You need to give
Issa Karpov
what he wants.

Uh, Miss Richter?

Can we talk?

Perhaps we could
go for a tea?

What do you want?

I've reconsidered
your client's position.

My bank is prepared
to honor his claim.

Why have you
changed your mind?

Perhaps you convinced me.

I thought
you'd be pleased.

Okay.

I'll be in touch.

Annabel?

We should take care.

All of us.

It is our religious
obligation to give.

This is the holy
practice of Zakat,

one of the five
pillars of Islam.

Through our adherence
to this practice of charity,

we are drawn
nearer to God. [DOOR OPENS]

Gunther, the banker called.
He did it.

Good.

Issa! Issa!

Wake up.

Where will you take him?

It's better
if you don't know.

We have to go.

It's not safe to stay here.
For you or for them.

There are clothes in here.

There's also some scissors
and a razor.

Issa, they know
what you look like.

Come on, Issa.

They're moving.

Where are we going?

My brother Florien
has an apartment
that's being renovated.

He's arranged for them
to stop work for a week.

Where's the next station?

Okay.

We get out
at the next stop.

We have to find
another taxi, okay?

Hey.

You're blocking the street!

Hey.

Oh, fuck!

Hello?

Hello?

Against the wall!

Check the other rooms!

Ow! Stop!

Bedroom clear.

We're nearly there.

I wish to talk
to Mr. Brue.

I spoke with him
earlier tonight.

Issa, he says the bank
will honor your claim.

I do not want the money.

What?

Father's money
is bad money.

But without it
you have nothing.

I have God.

I brought you some food.

There's a sleeping bag
and some more clothes.

I'll be back first thing
in the morning.

It is not a prison.

This was the best you
could do, huh?

I am a cave dweller.

I'll leave the rooms
with a view to you.

You let Mohr
off the leash?

He doesn't need me
to give him a reason
to piss you off.

You've lost Karpov,
haven't you?

I need the lawyer
to move freely.

I don't have that kind
of influence, Gunther.

We both know you have
all the influence
you choose to have.

Look, if you want me
to help you on your way,
you've got to tell me.

Tell me which way
you're heading.

Last month
a cargo ship left Cyprus.

It was carrying 1,000 tons
of donated grain
bound for Djibouti.

It stopped to re-fuel
on the south coast of Yemen.

When it reached
its destination
there were 900 tons left.

At the same time
100 tons of grain

mysteriously hit
the open market
in the Yemen.

The money from
its sale was used
to buy rocket launchers

for Islamist militants.

I think the shipping company
is an al-Qaeda front.

I think that's where
the missing funds

from Abdullah's charities
are going.

You think, or you know?

Come on, Gunther. Share.

Abdullah's not
the bad guy.

He's our way
to the bad guy.

A man supplies money
that buys weapons
that kills Americans

and you're telling me
he's a pal?

So maybe he's not
waving the flag
of freedom and democracy

as enthusiastically
as you'd like.

Okay.

But he sees his people... Spare the lecture.

He sees his people
being fucked over
from here to eternity.

I've heard
that before, so...

Maybe a little bit of him
wants to return the favor,

but it's that little bit
that makes him so valuable.

Don't you see?

Okay. I understand.
But that's not what
my people would say.

What would your people say?
Take him out? Kill him?

And then
what have you got?

A great big fucking hole,
and who's going to fill it?

Nobody knows.
You least of all.

So we all start
looking again,

and tap-tapping around
in the dark.

You want to own Abdullah,
is that what you want?

A man with your reputation
and your resources.

How are you
going to do that?

Karpov has access to money.

That may be of
interest to Abdullah.

And the lawyer?

He trusts her.

It's okay.

It's okay?

Dance.

Trying to impress
- me, Gunther?
- No.

Listen, I'll put Mohr
back on the leash,

but now you owe me.

Hey, Annabel.

Good to see you.
How's Ursula?

Um...

No, no.

Let go. Let go of me!

Yes?

Okay?

- Yeah. Good.
- Yeah.

- Rasheed?
- Mmm-hmm?

You can't do this.
I'm a lawyer.

This is criminal.

Sit the fuck down.

Lawyer?

You're a fucking social worker
for terrorists.

Cigarette?

That's right,
you've given up.

Is that it?

Is that all the fight
you're going to give me?

Pacifist.

We know about you.

Left-wing lawyer.

Wealthy family.

Father's a judge.

Everything you do
says "fuck you" to him.

Is that the best
you can do?

Can I go now?

Go where?

Go where?

Hmm?

Back to your
self-righteous friends
at Sanctuary North?

But no one's going
to saw off their heads,
are they?

Nobody's going
to blow up their kids

because you're
on a beach in Bali

or riding a train to school
in Madrid or London.

How fucking dare you?

How fucking dare me?

Tell me I've broken
every rule in the book?

That I've trampled
on the essence
of the constitution?

You want to spout
that crap?

Yes?

Do you know
where you are?

No, you don't.

This is the real world, Annabel.

We are fighting against
the radical off cuts
of a nation called Islam.

You've crossed the line.

You're on their side now.

Hello.

I don't care
what you do to me.

But you're not the one
we're talking about,
are you, dear?

Issa must be worried sick.

Wherever you've hidden him,

he's probably wondering
if you're ever coming back.

I hope he doesn't do
anything foolish.

Come, sit with me.

Come on.

There are
people out there
who want to arrest him.

You know that of course.

We're concerned that they
will find him before we do.

There is a difference
between them and us.

They want to hurt him.

We want to help him.

You see, Annabel,
we're not your enemy.

We're your solution.

Good.

You know what
my guys told me?

When they pulled
you off the street?

You didn't put up a fight.

Not really.

You struggled a bit.

Screamed a little, but

you let them take you.

It's almost as if you
wanted it to happen.

You needed someone to
take it out of your hands

because you are out
of your depth, Annabel.

You know you can't
save him,

not on your own.

Your choice
is between us

and nobody.

The clock is ticking.

You know they'll find him,
and when they do,

he'll be on the first plane
back to Russia,

unless the Americans
want him

and then we won't know
where he is and nor will he.

He doesn't want
the money.

He just doesn't want it.

Half radical, half

rich kid.

Half Russian,
half Chechen.

Loves his mother,
hates his father.

You and I both know
Issa Karpov has no idea
what he wants.

There is something else

you and I both know,
don't we?

We both know
he's innocent.

So what do you want?

I want to help him.

Issa?

Issa, I'm sorry.

I had a dream.

They took you.
They tortured you.

And what happened?

Did I tell them
where you were?

No.

You are stronger
than I was.

You tell them nothing.

Go and put on
something warm.

I want to show you
something outside.

Okay.

Right.

Look at him.

He's safe.

There's a bed
for you here.

It's better that
you don't go home.

Herr Mohr and his boys
are still out looking for you.

Are you trying
to get me drunk?

Yes.

How's Karpov?

Getting there.

And the lawyer?

I already got you
all the time I can get.

Beirut was our mistake.

One of our agents

blew your network
and I know you shared.
We messed up.

Just thought you needed
to know that.

We make that kind
of mistake.

I can understand
why you don't trust us.

Your agents and contacts
were compromised.

Men who trusted you died,

and that stays
with you always.

And all that damage

we leave behind.

All those lives,

all those empty rooms,

what would they
have been for?

You ever ask yourself
that question?

Why we do what we do?

Mmm-hmm, sometimes.

But I always come back
to the same answer.

And what is it?

Make the world
a safer place.

Isn't that enough?

- Mmm-mmm.
- Mmm...

Move your queen.

Just because you're Russian,

doesn't mean you're a better
chess player than me.

I'm Chechen.

Okay, so you're good
at chess.

Tell me something else
about yourself.

You said your mother
is Chechen?

She's dead.

I'm sorry.

My father raped her.

She died
when I was born.

She was 15.

It was my mother's.

It's beautiful.

You must go.

You can push him
a bit more.

Try to get him emotional.

If it happens naturally,
lose your temper.

But he doesn't want
the money.

I know.

But he wants you.

Gunther?

You should take care.

Maybe we're pushing
too hard.

Don't go soft
on me, Irna.

There's no room
for that on this one.

Tell me one
where there was.

Morning.

Seventy people
died in a market
in Baghdad yesterday.

Insha Allah.

God's will?

Or just a man who
was arrogant enough
to kill in his name?

She's good.

Leyla and Melik
have been arrested.

They may be deported,

because they were
kind to you,

because they invited you
in to their home.

Explain it to me, Issa!

God's will?

Explain to me why
that man who killed

those women and
children in Baghdad

is any different
from your own father?

I came to Hamburg
to make a new life.

No.
You came to Hamburg
to find Mr. Tommy Brue.

You came to claim
your father's money.

I told you,
I do not want his money.

Hmm.

Forgive me.

Maybe

there's a way to leave
your past behind, Issa.

Take your father's money... GUNTHER:
Take your father's money,

and turn it in
to something good.

...and turn it in
to something good.

Your goat is tethered.

It's just an ordinary pen.

Looks like a pen,
writes like a pen
and listens like a pen.

Take it apart,
it's still a pen.

Are you clear?

- Are you clear?
- Mmm-hmm.

You are acting on behalf
of a wealthy Muslim client.

We've been over this.

You are acting on behalf
of a wealthy Muslim...

Several times.

...who has come in to
a considerable inheritance

and the source of the money
is questionable.

He seeks to
distribute these funds

in a spiritually
correct manner.

For Christ's sake!

I'm not doing this for you.

Whatever it takes, Tommy.

Hello.

Put your arms up.

Bag?

Hi.

- Hi.
- Hello.

- Mr. Brue?
- Yes.

- Welcome.
- Thank you.

I'm Jamal.

My father is expecting you.

Can you take off
- your shoes?
- Of course.

I'll take care of the coat.

Mr. Brue.

- Mr. Brue.
- An honor.

You have met
my son Jamal?

Yes, and, uh, another
at the door, I believe.

Please sit.

Please.

As explained to you,

my client's situation
in Germany is delicate.

These are the details
of his offer.

As you can see,
there are specific requests

for some money
to be sent to Chechnya.

Hospitals and schools.

Perhaps this is a joke?

You have added
a zero to test me.

The figure is correct.

Where did this
money come from?

It has come to him

in the form of an inheritance.

My client has come
to regard it as unclean

and seeks your guidance
in disposing of it

in a manner
befitting your religion.

You're an honorable man,
I believe that.

But tell me,
why should I trust you?

We must trust
each other surely.

I am willing, under
my client's instruction,

to arrange
for significant funds

to be transferred to you.

You are known
as a religious man.

A trusted man.

I accept you will
direct this money

to the purpose he intends.

Why this urgency?

My client's legal status
in Germany is insecure.

I would recommend
you accept this gift now,

because he may not
be in a position

to offer it much longer.

Mr. Brue.

- Here.
- Thanks.

Doctor,
this way, please.

Dr. Abdullah,
may I introduce

your benefactor,
Issa Karpov,

and his lawyer,
Miss Richter.

I wish to speak
with Issa alone.

Of course.

Miss Richter?

Please tell me,

why you have decided

to make this generous gift?

Are you under duress?

No.

Look at me.

It is unclean money, sir.

It belongs to
a man who has
done great evil.

My father.

I wish to be free of him.

Whose sins do you renounce

by making this gift?

The sins of my father.

And your own sins?

I believe you feel lost,

without God or love.

You must choose

the path of Allah.

Only then will you be

truly free of this burden.

I am satisfied, Mr. Brue,
that his offer is genuine.

Wonderful.

This is a list of charities,
with their banking details,

for your verification.

Please.

It seems in order.

I will await
further instruction.

Michael.

Welcome to Berlin.

Everyone got my report?

Yes.

You need to concentrate
on Burgdorf,

Ministry of the Interior.

The final decision
will be his.

I'm going to need passports
for Karpov and the Turks.

We don't do passports.

He gave the lawyer
his word.

I did, and this time
I want it to mean something.

It's up there.

We've checked every name
on the charity list.

They're all clean.

Herr Bachmann, please.

You're looking at me,
at us,

but we don't exist,

not legally,
not officially,

because German intelligence
needs a job to be done

that German law
won't let it do,

so me and my people
we stay small.

We stay on the streets.

We make the weather.

Our sources
don't come to us,
we find them.

Uh, we become their friends.

Their brothers,
their fathers,

their lovers,
if we have to.

When they're ours,
and only then,

we direct them
at bigger targets.

It takes a minnow
to catch a barracuda.

A barracuda
to catch a shark.

I don't fish,
Herr Bachmann.

It's a metaphor, Erhardt.

Just a metaphor.

We take our time.

We watch. We wait.

We see what Allah provides.

Uh, well, this time
Allah has provided

Issa Karpov and his
ill-gotten millions.

As you can see
from the report
my team has compiled,

Dr. Abdullah has provided
an extensive list of
his favorite charities

to be the recipients
of those millions.

Each one of those charities
has been CIA cleared.

It is my belief
he will replace

one of the names
on this list with another.

Seven Friends
Navigation Company.

What kind of proof
can you show us?

Proof is what
we're looking for.

If this Abdullah,

if this barracuda,
if I've understood
the metaphor,

takes the bait,

with what leverage
will you secure
his cooperation?

On the negative, uh,

threat of prosecution, prison,

uh, public humiliation,
discrediting of his charities,

um, deportation of
his wife and children.

I choose the positive.

Amnesty, citizenship,
for which he has applied
half a dozen times.

Now we are offering
citizenship to
financiers of terror?

You are all familiar
with the operational plan?

We have three hours
to apprehend Abdullah
and make him ours

and get him back home
before anyone notices.

And if he does not comply?

Then he's yours.

Do with him whatever
you need to do.

And Issa Karpov?

He's to be left alone.

In my eyes
it's unacceptable.

Find someone else to parade
before the cameras.

That was agreed.

He has our protection.

Martha, what is
the American perspective?

Maybe if you could
define for us

what you think
the long-term
objective would be.

What are we trying
to achieve?

To make the world
a safer place.

Isn't that enough?

Mr. Brue?

Tomorrow morning.

Thank you for
letting me know.

How are you feeling?

Good.

You drop him at the bank
and then you disappear.

Do you understand?

You are forcing me
to betray my own father.

You are not betraying him.
You are saving him.

That is an act of love.

He's been granted asylum.

It was the best
I could do.

I gave you Issa.

Issa gives you Abdullah.

What's next?

What will you do to him?

To Abdullah?

Yes.

Nothing bad.

I promise.

Look.

What does this mean?

It means you can stay.

I have something for you.

Doctor. ABDULLAH:
Hello, Mr. Brue.

This confirms
the receipt of funds

from Mr. Karpov

in to your new account
we've set up here.

These are the charities
you specified
with their bank details.

Each of the transfers
is logged in to our system
and is ready to go.

Oh.

Would you please
check all the details?

The name of
the account holders

and the money assigned
to each recipient

and then authorize each one
with your signature.

I would like to make
a substitute.

I need to change a name.

Seven Friends
Navigation Company?

Yes.

It is a shipping company,

but one whose
business is charity.

We can have
all the aid
in the world

but it's worthless
unless you can get it to
the people who need it.

Mmm-hmm.

Yes.

All right.

Your final signature.

Ah!

Thank you very much.

Excuse me.

Unfortunately my son
is delayed.

Allow us
to call you a taxi.

- I'm going in.
- Good luck.

Right.

Yes.

Taxi for Brue Freres.

A pleasure.

As-salam.

My direction, Blankenese.

Ahhh!

Stay back!

Wait.

Stop! What are you doing?

- Wait.
- No!

No.

Issa!

- What's going on?
- No!

No!

Stand up.

No!

No!

Issa, no!

Stop it! No!

No, Issa!

Ahhh!

Fuck!

Ahhh! Fuck!