All language subtitles for Berlin.Station.S03E09.WEBRip.x264-ION10

[Daniel] Previously on
Berlin Station...

Nina...

You know that guy?

No.
Maybe he knows my dad.

[April] How hard is it
to operate?

[Adeyemi]
It's not like using a gun.

It has to be focused precisely
by someone who is trained.

Let's put it to a vote.

Whether or not we will advocate
for invoking Article 5.

I gave you my support,

and then BB Yates
blindsides all of us.

And you didn't even
see it coming, Valerie.

[in Russian]
You are a coward, Vassily.

Your plan will still work
without you.
I will make sure of that.

[in English] I know you broke
into Vassily's safe,
Mr. DiSanto.

What I want to know
is why.

Hector and I are being hunted.

[Valerie] We're gonna
get you out of there.

We are very close
on kompromat from Krik
that is gonna bring him down.

You get rid of him,
you still have Platov.

From what I've seen,
he's worse.

Put the gun down.
Let me take you home.

You're Diver.
[breathing shakily]

I'm sure of it.

[grunts]

[Jan speaking Estonian]

Sorry if I woke you.

[Sofia] I was up.
How’s everyone doing?

I called because we might
have a problem. [sighs]

We've gotten odd e-mails,
hackers phishing for VPNs.

No one fell for it...

[Jan] Of course not, but
the cursor moved on its own,
clicked on the links.

Ghost in the machine?

What happened?

Nothing, the links were duds.

[Sofia] I don't like it.

Sounds like malware.
Run a full diagnostic.

[man shouting indistinctly]

-Oh, my God.
-What is it?

[people clamoring]

[panicked yelling]

[Jan] Something's happening...

[Sofia] Jan?

[soldier] Secure all exits!

[Sofia] Jan.

[soldier] Phones down!

Jan!

Jan, mis on?

Jan!

[theme song playing]

♪ Johnny's in America
No tricks at the wheel ♪

♪ I'm afraid of Americans ♪

♪ I'm afraid of the world ♪

♪ I'm afraid I can't help it ♪

♪ I'm afraid I can't ♪

♪ I'm afraid of Americans ♪

♪ I'm afraid of the world ♪

♪ I'm afraid I can't help it ♪

♪ I'm afraid I can't ♪

♪ I'm afraid of Americans ♪

[sighs]

[cell phone chimes]

[in German on voicemail]
Frau Krug, this is
Detective Bednar

from the Berliner Polizei.

I know you were on the lookout
for a missing associate.
An American...

we found a body
early this morning
in an alley off Mohrenstrasse,

general build is consistent
with your missing man.

[Detective Bednar] Frau Krug.

Detective Bednar,
Berlin Police.

We got an anonymous call
a little after 3:00 a.m.

He said he saw an altercation.
Heard a shot fired.

But from the condition of the
body, lack of blood spatter,
we think the body was dumped.

Might be
an organized crime hit...

[inhales sharply]

Do you know him?

[exhales]

His name is Daniel Miller.

[indistinct police
radio chatter]

It's done.

[reporter] Vassily Krik,
a St. Petersburg's...

Dominos are falling.
Krik is done.

We still haven't heard
anything yet?

Nope. Getting more information
from the ANN

than we are from our own
fucking operatives.

No, no, listen,
if Steven's gone radio silent,

we just have to trust
that he's getting it done.

It's been a day and a half.

Don't second-guess
your decision sending him in.

He was in the right place
at the right time.

He knows Komarovo.

He's in the private sector.
He's gone soft.

[Robert]
But he gets shit done.

And with Hector helping him...

[scoffs] Yeah, exactly.

We still haven't heard anything
from Daniel or Torres.

Krik's arrest means nothing

if Daniel's right and Platov
has taken the reins.

Of course he's taking over.

He's kicking it into high gear
with this blackout in Estonia.

[phone beeps]

Yes. [sighs]

Are you sure?

Danke schoen.

What?

-[hangs up receiver]
-Who was that?

It was the German police.

They found a body
in an alleyway.

It's a positive ID.
It's Daniel.

[police radio chatter]

[in German] These two can pass.

[indistinct chatter]

[in English]
What do you know for sure?

An anonymous caller reported
a shooting earlier today,

but that's bullshit.

Yes, he's been shot,

but also beaten, burned.

Body temperature indicates
he's been dead
longer than this.

Eighteen to twenty hours.

When I spoke to him
night before last,

he was, um...
he was on the run.

He was wounded,
but he was fighting.

Hector and Torres
were in Komarovo.

Were there
any other bodies?

Not that we're aware of, no.

I... I should call his father,
shouldn't I?

I mean, it's not
how I was hoping to meet him.

Esther,
it's actually CIA protocol
that I contact the next of kin.

Yeah, yeah.

But I think
you should call him.

Thank you.

Then I'll contact him
when we've made arrangements.

[Esther] Yeah.

[breathes shakily]

-Robert.
-[sniffs]

This isn't right.
[clears throat]

He was on his way
to the fucking exfil.

Don't. I was the one
who sent him in.

But I left him there.

He was doing his job.
We all were.

Tell me everything
he said to you
when you last spoke to him.

We're gonna make someone
very sorry.

[Dima in Russian] Ships are
holding just offshore.

Here and here.

Landing parties
are making ready.

Rodion’s dumped the body
and he's en route to Estonia
to lead the ground troops,

and MPs at parliament
are handing over their weapons
just as you predicted.

Good,

the referendum vote
should go through unopposed.

Oleg Kamenov’s hackers
are making noise.

Final payment’s still due.

Assure him
they’ll get their money.

[sighs] They can’t take
assurances to the bank.

He knows how much
you need them.

Do you have the money?

Ask me that again.

I'm sorry...
That was out of line.

Ask.

I have all the money
in the world.

Hmm?

Out!

[Bankole] You can't
duck me forever, Dove.
Promises were made.

I'm done waiting.
Time's up.

I did 18 months hard time
in Kirikiri

-so you and your father
could fly the coop.
-[device beeps]

Karma is on my side,
you fucker.

[device whirring]

[grunts]

[groans]

-[panting]
-[crowd speaking indistinctly]

[in Russian] Can we
kill this scumbag already?

[in English] You hungry?

Starving.

You came here to steal
from Vassily Krik.

Saw an easy mark.

A pompous man with

rubles spilling
from his pockets.

Pretty much.

I'm not a fan
of the easy kill.

I see a man,

and I think...

"Someone worked hard
to grow this plant.

You know,
somebody took baby photos,

gave him lessons
to do something.

Play violin,
beat the other kids
with a cricket bat."

[Rafael chuckles]

So you and Blake,

disaster capitalism,

45% return
on a $50 million outlay.

That was all lies
to get Krik's passwords?

Oh, no, no, no.

It was all real,

but those deals
will take weeks.

You need the money
for Estonia now, right?

Blake talks too much.

Krik had plenty of time
and money to plan.

Why is this
all falling on you now?

Like most men
who've always been rich,

Krik just kept postponing
paying the bills until later.

Hmm. So you inherit
the fucking debt?

Yes.

I need 400 million
by midnight tomorrow.

[Rafael sighs heavily]

Blake kept going on and on
about Krik's art
at the free port.

Said it was worth
at least half a billion.

I got a buddy of mine
at the center of
the Berlin art world.

He's got all the big collectors
on speed dial.

[inhales sharply]
Helmut could liquidate it fast.

And these big collectors
aren't going to have questions

about sanctions
and legitimacy and so on?

Are you fucking kidding me,
man?

These guys,
they love shady deals.

That's the only way
that they can get their
hands on a masterpiece.

But you gotta move now.

The Kremlin's probably gonna
seize all of Krik's assets

within the next 48 hours.

-What's his cut?
-Standard 10%.

I can be in Berlin
within the next two hours.

And why do you need
to be there in person?

Come on, man. [chuckles]

When it's
half a billion dollars,

this man needs
a handshake and a face.

Fine.

I'll go with you.

He doesn't like new people.

He'll like me.

[sighs]

Let's jet.

[chuckles lightly]

Estonia is dark.

Comms, power, Wi-Fi,
everything is down.

Flights into Tallinn
had to be diverted to Helsinki.

According to CNN,
the grid overloaded.

That's pretty common with these
old Soviet bloc countries.

No, General Lancer says
the satellite imagery
is static.

That indicates
deliberate jamming.

Why were you talking
to General Lancer?

That's NSC business, Jason.

Vassily Krik is in custody.

Estonia is settling.

NATO's reputation is preserved.

Everyone here is very pleased
with your work.

Well, that's always nice
to hear. Thank you.

In fact, they'd be comfortable
nominating you

for CIA directorship.

So, next time I'll be the one
sending you around the world.

I told you I sent you there
to notch up a win,

and that's exactly
what you did, boss.

Stop worrying so much.
Take care.

Goodbye, Jason.

[door opens]

Bankole Inyang is dead.

According to the coroner,
a healthy 28-year-old man

had a sudden,
catastrophic aortic rupture.

Somebody used Adeyemi's weapon
on him.

There were specs
of the technology

stuffed into
his jacket pocket,

but no sign
of the weapon itself.

I think Bankole was
a test subject
and the fall guy,

which confirms
our biggest fear.

With the right
medical training,

an assassin can use this
to kill someone
on a crowded street

and just walk away.

Makes you want to rethink
public transportation.

What's wrong?

Daniel is dead.

His body was found here
in Berlin this morning.

Makes no sense.

Makes no sense at all.

He was with Hector
night before last.

I guess they never made it
to the exfil point.

I thought Steven Frost
was going to get him.

[Robert] He must not have
reached him in time.

And what about Torres?

No word from anyone.

We think Platov killed him
and dumped his body
here in Berlin

so there'd be
no association with Russia.

But forensics
has to find traces.

He was there
for one week.

Daniel's body is clean
on a microscopic level.

No stray fibers, hairs,
or skin cells anywhere on him.

[phone beeps]

[Pearl] I have Wolfe
on the line.

Jesus.

Valerie, what the fuck?
Do you have confirmation?

Is Daniel Miller really dead?

-Yes, it's been confirmed.
-Jesus!

And he was MIA.

Why is this the first time
I'm hearing about it?

Kirsch, you were the last one
to see him.

-Why did you break protocol?
-Jason, we just lost
one of our men.

We'll have time
to figure out

how that happened
at a later point.

But right now, Estonia
is coming to a head, and--

[Jason] Estonia is done.

Jesus fucking Christ,
Wolfe, no, it's fucking not!

This blackout is the fucking
endgame, same as Ukraine.

Platov took over for Krik.

His troops will install
a puppet government,

raise the Russian flag,
and mow down any resistance

before it can be caught
on some asshole's smartphone.

And when the lights come up,

Estonia will just be
that stretch of Russia

connecting Kaliningrad
and St. Petersburg.

It's a move right out of
the Crimean playbook.

They put down any
and all resistance,

and they can make up
whatever story they want.

Well, maybe that story
will keep us all out
of World War III.

But fuck Estonia, huh?

And when their Little Green Men
worm their way into Latvia

and it starts looking like
a civil war there, then what?

No. I want to know.

When do we take a stand?

When do the promises of
the United States of America

mean a goddamn thing?

[April sniffles]

I understand
you're all upset about Miller,

but my orders are clear.

Stand down on Estonia.

I've made arrangements
for Daniel's body

to be transferred
to Andrews.

There'll be an inquiry.

Robert, since you were
the last one to see him alive,

there'll be a lot of questions
to answer.

Yeah, that's fine. Of course.
I'll do whatever I can to help.

Until then,
I think you should go home.

Take some time.

Are you firing me?

You're on leave, pending
the results of the inquiry.

[sighs quietly]

[Valerie scoffs]

[Robert] You're gonna
need help, Valerie.

With Frost, Torres,
and DeJean MIA,

your bullpen's
looking pretty bare.

I can finish this without
BB Yates, thank you very much.

You can finish it faster
with her.

Look, I know. I know.

She lied to you.
She fucked us over.

You can't trust her.

What she did
was unconscionable.

I will not get burned again.

She thought she was doing
the right thing at the time.

At least talk to her.

You just got shut down there.

She still has pull.

Go home, Robert.

[door closes]

I'm so sorry about Daniel.

[sighs] It doesn't seem real.

[Sofia] I felt the same way
when Paavo was murdered.

He was right here
walking by my side,

giving me shit. [chuckles]

And then just
[snaps fingers] gone.

And now
I can't reach Jan.

What did Jan say exactly
when you spoke to him?

We were talking on the phone.
I heard screams.

Jan told me something
was happening,

and then
we were disconnected.

From what I can tell,
Estonia is blacked out,

but Tervik still has power.

That doesn't make any sense.

Thanks.

Actually, it might.

Jan told me
someone was trying to gain

unauthorized access
to our network.

I think the Russians
hacked Tervik,

and now they're using my server
to power this blackout.

They've done it before
in Ukraine.

Could you
shut the server down?

Theoretically, yes.

I have a master code
to override any outside hack.

But I'd need
a hard-line connection
to the server to do it.

If we can get the lights
back on before they're ready,

we could expose everything.

Their lies, the invasion.

What do you need?

I need to go to Estonia.

[church bell tolling]

[Robert] Fuck.

[Nina] Robert?

What is it?

Come.

Come with me.

[Rafael]
Berlin is a beautiful city.

You can breathe here.

You got cojones.

Brokering a half-billion
dollars worth of art
that isn't yours,

that, indeed, takes yaytsa.

So let's get on with it.

Call him.

I'm gonna need my phone back.

I don't have
his number memorized.

His name
is Helmut Reinhardt.

[line ringing]

[phone ringing]

[line continues ringing]

Guten Tag.
Auktionshaus Rosenthal.

Yeah, good afternoon.

Uh, may I speak
to Helmut Reinhardt, please?

May I ask who's calling?

This is Manuel DiSanto.

Can you please tell him
that it's urgent?

I have a new client,
and we need a sit-down today.

[Johnson] One moment.

[line ringing]

Yeah, it's Jeb.

I got a guy who needs to move
some highest-end art,

just for show, today.

You need to take his lead.

This squares you with us.

That's what I thought
you'd say.

Mr. DiSanto,
Mr. Reinhardt apologizes,

but he's in the middle
of a very delicate negotiation

and can't take your call.

Um, yeah,
but did you tell him it's me?

[Johnson] I did,
and because it's you,

he's agreed to meet
your client at 8:30.

Does that work
with your schedule?

Yeah, we'll make it work.
Thank you.

[sighs]

[Valerie] Sounds like
he's coming in hot.

The art
must belong to Krik.

And if Torres' client
really is Platov,

he's taking a huge risk.

Yeah. He might just be helping
bankroll this invasion.

Well, he's staying alive.

That's his number-one priority,

but he's also
serving up Platov on a dish.

We can't arrest him.

We've got no jurisdiction
over art transactions.

No.

But we do have
a very powerful friend

who does have jurisdiction.

[Ortwin in German]
Repeated attempts
to contact our man

inside the embassy have failed,

but in situations like this
where a legitimate cover

has to be built up
and maintained...

[continues indistinctly
in German, voice fading]

[cell phone vibrates]

[in English] Yeah.

Okay.

[in German]
We'll have to
finish this later.

Robert, I understand that maybe
you can't tell me what's wrong.

No, no, no, no. I can't.

I know it's hard
to be alone in a city,

so far away
from your family.

You must
miss your son a lot.

I do.

But still, I just keep moving
farther away from him.

Where are you moving?

Tokyo.

Well, supposed to.

Oh, how exciting.

Yeah,
if I don't get fired.

From your job
at the embassy?

Why? What happened?

I got someone killed.

[laughs]

Are you serious?

No. Come on.

I analyze...
fucking economic fluctuations

based on
political regime change.

You know what?
I have to stop navel-gazing.

Do you know what that is?

-Mmm.
-Obsessing, theorizing.

My ex-wife always told me

that I could have taught
a master class in paranoia.

Paranoia is a part of life.

Do you remember
you told me that

you did your residency
in Berlin?

Yeah.

There's no trace of you
ever having worked here.

Oh, I... I use my mother's
maiden name professionally.

-Sadowsky.
-Why?

When I was in medical school,
there was a man, a doctor.

He seemed kind at first.
Supportive.

Then he started showing up
at my place at all hours,
stalking me.

It was awful.

You have an answer
for everything.

Robert, it isn't easy
for me to talk about it.

It's easy for me
to believe, though, right?

First thing they teach us,
engage emotionally.

The more you appear
vulnerable, victimized,

the more I'm gonna want
to protect you,

open up to you,
be honest with you, right?

Last week,
when I was in the shower,

I... I could have sworn that
there was someone in my flat.

You know, I...
I saw my mail on your shelf.

Oh. Your letters
got mixed in with mine.

I put them there so
I'd remember to give them back.

And all the times...
all the times

we've just happened
to run into each other?

Which I thought was lovely.

Which is exactly
what you would say...

if you were a spy.

[laughs]

[Helmut] I'm in touch
with certain buyers

who are always on the lookout
for pieces of this quality.

How fast do you think you can
make these transactions?

Hours, minutes.

Responses are already
flooding in.

An auction will no doubt
net you richer returns,

but there's an advantage to
creating a "buy now" situation.

For each of these masterpieces,

there's an obscenely rich
Singapore CEO

or Bahraini prince
who just wants bragging rights,

-no waiting.
-So, purists,

true art lovers, huh?

I've already gotten firm offers
on six of the best pieces.

No one's blinking
at the prices.

Perhaps we should have
asked for more.

[Helmut] Considering
the accelerated schedule

and these
unusual circumstances,

the sum you're looking to clear
is more than fair.

So you can guarantee
400 million?

Right now,
we're looking at upwards of...

yes, 480 million.

[door opens]

[panting]
I'm so sorry, Mr. Reinhardt.

Working late, Helmut?

[Helmut] A global business
needs to keep
international hours.

[Esther] You also have to work
under international laws.

Yeah, who says I'm not?

One of your buyers
is under indictment.

He needs immunity more than
he needs a fucking Kandinsky.

I also have a few
chain-of-custody questions

for your current clients.

[Esther speaks German]

[officer speaks German]

[officers speaking
indistinctly]

[door opens, lock buzzes]

[Kolya] Well...
look who's in Berlin.

What the fuck
are you doing here?

It was a very good run,

but now it's over,
my friend.

Never mistake
that we're friends.

We just answer
to the same master.

Oh.

Oh, yes...

except you don't wish
to answer to anyone anymore.

Isn't that right?

I'm a humble servant
of Mother Russia.

You're trying to finish
what Krik started.

I understand.

[sighs]

But this thing
with the art dealer
was very, very foolish.

We took a meeting.

Hardly a criminal offense.

Well, those difficult decisions
are not only yours to make.

Moscow wants you
to stand down.

Estonia can wait.

Do you hear what I said?

Yes, thank you
for your concern,
but I'm handling things.

[Kolya chuckles]

From your holding cell?

In police custody?

You delivered your message,
Kolya.

Now go home
in your ridiculous cowboy boots

and fuck yourself.

[laughs]

[Nina] Robert, I'm no spy.

I don't even know what that
means in this day and age.

No, don't. Don't. Don't.
Just stop. Stop.
Give me a second.

I'm trying to make sense
of things here.

You said your job
has you stressed,

and yet I'm the problem,
your neighbor?

What have I done?

My watch.

It... I... There was
this thing that I was doing,

and a signal was sent
when my watch was stopped.

-Your watch stopped?
-It was stopped!

It was a deliberate act!
The crown was bent.

I don't understand.

-Did it make you late
to something important?
-No. No.

A message was sent to a man
to open his veins.

I think you should leave.

Why?
You have to get to work?

Yes, I do
have to get to work.

I opened my door to you
because you were in trouble.

-I wanted--
-Where do you work,
anyway, exactly?

Charite Mitte. Pediatrics.

Yeah, and if I were to call
there right now,

would somebody confirm
that Nina Bartek or Sadowsky

or whatever the hell
your name is works there?

Of course,
they will confirm it.

And if not, it's because of
the... of the privacy policy.

-Mmm-hmm, right.
-I've just started there
last week.

That's good.
That's good. That's good.

Take your hand off my door.

No, you tell me the truth,
and I will.

[sighs]
My name is Nina Bartek.

I'm the doctor from Gdansk.

I...
I love helping people.

I hate salmon.

My mother wants me to get out
more and meet nice people.

When I told her about you,
how funny you are,

how you talk so fast

and look so handsome
in a suit...

she said that maybe
I don't have to get out more.

Maybe what I need
is across the hall.

And I was stupid enough
to think that maybe
she was right.

You told your mother
about me?

[smacks lips] I'm sorry.

I'm... I'm sorry
about all of this.

[sighs] Just go home, Robert.

Like I said, [sighs]

I have a paranoid streak...

but it doesn't mean I'm wrong.

[keys jingle]

We're not going anywhere.

[tires squeal]

Valerie.

What are you doing here,
Kolya?

I just want to talk.

That's a phone call.
This is intimidation.

Off the record.

I'm listening.

[sniffs, exhales deeply]

You were right.

The Kremlin, uh,
knew about Krik's plan.

I was told to keep
an eye on him

and provide limited assistance,
if needed.

Come on.
Moscow gave him free rein.

Because he took all the risks.

Now that Krik
is going to prison,

we just want this
to go away.

Is that what Platov wants?

Yeah, we already knew
that he was picking up

where his boss left off.

That was the last
piece of intel that
Daniel Miller gave me

before he was murdered.

Did you provide
"limited assistance" with that?

I knew he had Miller,

but I don't know anything
about his death.

For what it's worth,
I'm sorry.

You knew,
and you let them hunt him

and beat him and murder him.

Very few of us die
in our sleep.

What the hell do you want,
Kolya?

I want to stop Platov.
He's a monster.

He won't stop at the Baltics.
No.

I will share
everything I know.

-[alarm chirps]
-Troop movements
in the Gulf of Finland,

first strike targets,
political restructuring.

Don't you want to know
what's going to happen

when this blackout ends?

[door opens, lock buzzes]

So have you cleared this up
yet, Ms. Krug?

What's not clear?

You came to Berlin to sell art
that doesn't belong to you.

It's called fraud.

I'm afraid there's been
a misunderstanding.

Oh, really?

Mr. Krik's art collection
is significant, yes--

And yesterday,
you called Helmut Reinhardt

to sell it off
in a high-end fire sale.

I just asked him
how much it would sell for.

As you know, the Kremlin
is prosecuting Mr. Krik.

They need an accounting
of his estate

and asked me
to have his art appraised.

I met Mr. DiSanto
through a mutual friend.

He arranged the appraisal.
That's all.

So you didn't know
Mr. DiSanto

was under investigation
for money laundering?

No.

He seemed very sincere
in offering to help,

but, like I said,
I... I barely know him.

And who would I call
at the Kremlin

to verify
this appraisal story?

Yuri Voloshin at
the Prosecutor General's Office
in Moscow.

And you think they'll
continue to support you

even after you've been
caught red-handed?

Support me in what?

[papers rustling]

One last question.

Did you kill Daniel Miller?

Who?

Am I free to go?

If I learn that
you had anything to do

with Mr. Miller's
torture or death,

if you so much as
moved his body,

I will track you down,
pull you into the streets,

kicking and screaming,
and shoot you in the head.

And that's a promise.

[door opens, lock buzzes]

Mr. Torres,
you're free to go.

So you know who I am?

Valerie Edwards contacted me
as soon as you called in.

Where's Platov?

We released him.

What?

What?

Jesus Christ!
Do you know how hard
I worked to get him here?

We tried to hold him.
The Kremlin's protecting him.

Maybe I can call him,
re-establish some trust.

No, you can't.

I said you were going down
for money laundering.

Great.

[scoffs] Great.

[sniffles]

Well, did at least Hector and
Daniel make it out of Komarovo?

I don't... I don't know
about Hector, but...

Daniel didn't make it.

[sighs]

I'm sorry.

Thank you
for what you did.

[door opens, lock buzzes]

[keys jingle]

[breathes shakily]

[sobbing]

[man on PA]
Information Resources,
extension 6144, please.

[Dr. Akerman] Did you discharge
a firearm or weapon of any sort

during your time
in St. Petersburg or Komarovo?

A flamethrower.

And at any time,
did you feel that you were
in danger of losing your life?

Yes, ma'am.

Um, that was
a distinct possibility, yeah.

Officer Torres,
do you feel that you are fit
to return to the field of duty?

I'm fit and eager to return.

Thank you.

You can get dressed.

[BB] Hey, Rafa.

BB.

Hey. [chuckles]

[softly] Hey.

Well, that healed up... nicely.

Yeah, it did.
How about you?

Well, special activities.
Price of admission. [chuckles]

So, how did I do?

They want to bench you.

I still need to get Basarov.

Sergei Basarov is dead.

Well...
Platov's still out there.

Rodion, several thousand
Little Green Men.

We know they're out there,
but the administration

is choosing
to turn a blind eye.

So, don't they listen
to you?

I'm up for directorship.

All the right people
are behind me on it.

Ah.

So as long as
you turn a blind eye...

What the fuck, BB?

I ran through a forest
carrying a burnt body.

I faced off with Spetsnaz

and drug-addled
weapons dealers, oligarchs.

What are you doing?

Hmm?

I may end up another
chiseled star on your wall,

but at least I tried.

[elevator bell dings]

[indistinct conversation]

[beeping]

[door buzzes]

[door buzzes]

Officer Torres.
Valerie Edwards.

Welcome to Berlin Station.

-Thank you.
-April Lewis.

Good to meet you
in person.

Call me Rafa.

Come.

So, where's my boy, Kirsch?

Wolfe has him on leave

while we're investigating
Daniel's death.

[chuckles]
The powers that be

really trying to hamstring
you guys on this one, huh?

[April] Mmm-hmm.
It's a genuine clusterfuck.

[door closes]

Hey.
I'll take you to the SCIF.

May I ask
what you're doing here?

I'm here to help.

I don't believe
I asked for your help.

Everyone in D.C. knows
I'm in line to lead it all.

Folks want to do favors
for me.

Much as I tell myself
it was for the greater good,

I made a bad call in Nice,
and...

I'd like to make it right
before it's too late.

If I let you into my house,
you're on my side.

Is that clear?

Mmm-hmm.

Kolya confirmed
Robert's theory

that troop ships are stationed
off the Gulf of Finland,

and there are upwards
of about 4,000 men

ready to land
in Parnu in the west

and Narva in the east,

and about 6,000 men
headed for Tallinn.

[April] They probably already
had Little Green Men
securing the Parliament.

Rodion and his Little Green Men

will not be wearing
any insignias.

That means that NATO
cannot fire until fired upon.

And considering
how well Krik and Platov

have been manipulating
this civil war narrative,

I bet they're gonna
try to put the blame on NATO.

Let me go back to Tapa.
I promised the NATO guys.

Look, this war has many fronts,
but it's the political coup

that's gonna sell this
to the world.

Kolya confirmed that
they are going to fake
an emergency referendum.

-They're going
to elect a new PM.
-[BB] Just like Ukraine.

I wonder who
the puppet is that
they're putting on the throne.

My money
is on Igor Savisaar.

Estonian nationalist.

Savisaar wanted
the Article 5 vote.

He wanted NATO
to stop Russia.

But he bet they wouldn't.
Okay?

And ever since
the NATO vote tanked,

he's been saying the West,
and in particular, America,

let Estonia down.

He even suggested that maybe
it's time to let Russia step in

and quell the civil unrest.

So if a loyal son
of Estonia

says that Russia is keeping
peace, then it must be true.

I wonder how much
they're paying him.

Doesn't matter, because
as soon as the lights come up

and Russia raises her flag
over Tallinn's parliament,
it's over.

-How long do we have?
-Kolya doesn't know.

I called in a favor
with General Lancer
in the North Atlantic.

He's putting up a drone to get
eyes on the Gulf of Finland.

We can track their movements,
plan a counteroffensive,

and land a strike team
if needed.

It's very fucking needed.

Rodion Volkov
will be leading the troops.

Met him at Krik's.

He fought
with the old guard,

and he's now training
the new recruits.

We take this guy out,

and the sure thing
looks a lot less sure.

Torres,
I want you to work with BB.

Find him. Stop him.

Copy that.

They're using Tervik's server
to power the blackout.

If we can get Sofia in,
she thinks that she can

turn the lights on
before they're ready.

Can't she do that
from here?

They have malware firewalls
set up for remote access,

but they can't block Sofia
if she plugs in directly.

So you want to put her
on the X in Estonia,

where all hell
is breaking loose?

They will kill her immediately.

Sofia Vesik is the best
political counter we have
to Savisaar right now.

When the time is right.

[April] The only time
that matters is now.

It's not pretty,
but it's what we have to do.

All right.

I want you to take in
our best ITT guys.

With air traffic control down,
there are no flights
to Estonia.

No commercial flights.

[Sofia] Military transport?

I thought your government
was backing down.

Yeah, they have,
but BB hasn't.

[Sergeant McClain] Ma'am?
This is a restricted area.

There's no access
to the runway.

You need to go back
to that booth over there

and talk to
the nice man who--

Nice man was clever enough
to ask for my credential

before he started to
patronize me, Sergeant.

Ma'am. Yes, ma'am.

How can I be
of assistance?

I need to get these folks on
the ground. Tapa and Tallinn.

-No can do.
Estonia's dark right now.
-Well, light it up.

You've got a C-130
lying around somewhere.

I understand you're National
Security Council, ma'am,
but it's not that easy.

It is, and I represent
the White House.

In about two minutes,
your phone is gonna ring

and it won't be your boss
or your boss's boss.

It'll be my boss,
and he'll be cranky

being woken up
in the middle of the night.

You know who my boss is,
right?

I do, ma'am.

I'll find you a plane.

Smart man.

Molly always said
I took this job too seriously.

She thought I gave it so much
more than I gave our marriage.

Maybe she was right.

But it wasn't even deliberate.

The obsessive focus.

My brain just keeps
spinning on problems
until they're solved.

I'm probably a little OCD.

But someone
really has been watching me,

reading my e-mails,
and sitreps.

How else could they know
to set up Bankole Inyang?

He was killed yesterday
on a crowded Berlin street

with a weapon
no bigger than a pen...

by someone who had enough
medical knowledge to use it.

Mmm.

It's so hard to believe that
someone as beautiful as you

could blend in
with the crowd.

[muffled mumbling]

All of it.

Confirm the codes,
make your payment,

and I can arrange delivery of
the art out of St. Petersburg
within 24 hours.

[in Russian]
Impressive. Congratulations.

[line ringing]

[cell phone vibrating]

Da.

Rodion. You're good to go.

Bring me some heads.

May the sun never set
on the new Russian Empire.

You wanted to know if
we found any sign of Blake...

We found the American agent
over here...

but whose blood is that?

[scoffs]

[in English] You're a survivor,
Blake. I'll give you that.

[in Russian]
Get the dogs.

[indistinct whispering]

-[Kingsbury in English] Halt!
-[guns cocking]

Weapons on the ground!

Don't shoot.

We are Russian peacekeepers.

We are here to help.

Stop there.

What do you want?

[in Russian]
I want it to look
like NATO fired first.

[rapid gunfire]

[soldiers grunting]

But, sir,

you didn't get what we needed.

They didn't fire first.

History will say they did.

Let's move out.

[speaking Russian]