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[suspenseful music playing]

[door unlocks]

[Nikolai groans]

[music intensifies]

[both groaning]

Hello, comrade KGB?

Was it Olga who sent you?

[grunts]

[man groaning]

[neck crunches]

[music fades]

[theme music playing]

[birds chirping]

[Nikolai breathes deeply]

[theme music continues]

[Thilo] Kleo?

Kleo!

Kleo, this is totally insane.

- I'm already on Level 3. - Where?

Quattuor Saxa. Ciana's game with the four blocks.

It's so great!

[Kleo] Uh-huh.

- What are you doing? - I'm looking for something.

[theme music continues]

[music fades]

[Thilo] Oh, look. A childhood reference.

What's that?

A seahorse.

Hippocampus in Latin. It's not just the creature's name.

It's also the memory part of your brain, yeah?

You said you couldn't remember your childhood.

Hippocampus, childhood, memory.

[mysterious music playing]

Oh, cool.

Can I keep it?

Yeah.

Mmm.

[Thilo breathing deeply]

- Oh. - [Kleo] I knew it.

What?

This is my grandpa.

And this is the Russian who gave the seahorse to me.

[Thilo] Mmm.

[Kleo sighs]

Rossbach, the stupid bastard.

He's my instructor from Project Else.

Like your rule of three, huh?

Well, like hippocampus, memory, childhood.

Only,

Rossbach, Russian, Grandpa. There is a mathematical solution.

- You just have to solve for "x". - What's "x"?

The red suitcase.

It represents the part of your childhood that you've forgotten.

Who's actually got it?

Most likely the Stasi agent in the US embassy.

- [intriguing music playing] - And he knows who that is.

[Thilo] That's good.

Can I have this as well?

- Yeah. - So cool!

[music continues]

[Thilo blows]

[music gets softer]

[dramatic electronic music playing]

[birds chirping]

[music fades]

[woman] Well, I'll be damned!

Kleo! What a coincidence!

Jutta!

[Jutta] Hey, I haven't seen you for ages.

Yeah, what a coincidence, Jutta!

What are you doing here?

Well, René works over there.

- He's my fiancé. - What happened to Marco from Fangschleuse?

I got really bored with Marco from Fangschleuse.

We divorced.

Ah. Kids?

Nope. Miscarriage, the poor little pea.

- I'm sorry. - Yeah, never mind.

Eighth week, just like you back then.

[tense music playing]

How do you know I lost my baby back then?

Ah! You know our republic!

You can't let off a fart without everyone else knowing about it.

[tense music continues]

How about we go for a coffee?

I have to go, Jutta.

Well, maybe we could go for a beer sometime?

- Like we used to? - Yeah.

Goodbye.

[Jutta] Yeah, bye.

[music gets playful]

[Rossbach] Mmm.

[indistinct chatter in the background]

- Oh! - [Rossbach] Hmm?

Now that's what I call pudding!

I love pudding.

Or do you call it "food for the gods"?

- It's jelly. - [Kleo] Great.

[Rossbach] Has our republic gone to the dogs

to such an extent that they let traitors get off?

Ah. All that state treason, that's very funny.

It turned out that I was the only one who didn't betray the state.

May I?

Tasty, huh?

But don't worry.

I dealt with the traitors the very same way you trained me to do it.

Mmm!

Sweet woodruff.

But why is it blue and not green?

What do you want?

[Kleo] I've got two questions.

- First of all, I want to know who that is. - [Rossbach] Ah.

Comrade Nikolai Zhukov.

So where is he then?

I don't know. I haven't seen him for ages.

[suspenseful music playing]

[children laughing]

- [Kleo] Hmm? - It's all yours if you like it.

I'll dig in.

And now my other question.

Until recently, the operatives you trained were for special forces for the Stasi?

So who was our man with the Americans in Clayallee?

[slurps]

I've no idea.

[suspenseful music continues]

- [cup thuds on table] - I trained our people.

And your grandpa deployed them.

But you know that better than anyone.

See you later!

[Rossbach] Kleo Straub turned up here.

[Nikolai on phone] This is not good.

She's snooping around.

- Shall I? - No, I'll take care of her personally.

Roger that, comrade.

[in Russian] Thank you.

[suspenseful music continues]

[Kleo gasps]

Who was that?

- My mother. - Oh, is she Russian?

Do you know what I've come up with? That was Comrade Zhukov.

And he's KGB, yes?

[music stops]

- [action music playing] - [Kleo groaning]

[Rossbach grunting]

[music crescendoes and fades]

[Kleo exhales]

[Freddy] Why should a border guard know where the Stasi personnel files are?

[Sven] Because he worked for Reconnaissance

and was responsible for those files.

- [Freddy] Uh-huh. - ["Sure Shot" by Frank Shelley playing]

[Sven] Comrade Reisser! We meet again so soon.

Have you got a moment for us?

I have not.

- Great. [exhaling] - [song stops]

[sighs]

I know you don't remember our first meeting,

but one thing you said back then

about the Reconnaissance personnel reports stayed in my memory.

- Oh, yeah? - You said the files had vanished.

You didn't say they'd been destroyed. Just gone.

Right now, I'm looking for a Stasi agent, and I'm wondering if that means

the files are no longer at the Reconnaissance headquarters?

[horn honks]

- I've no idea what you want. - [Sven] Okay.

Well,

maybe this will help you to remember?

- [Reisser clears throat] - Shit.

[breathes deeply] Freddy, you got any cash?

[Freddy] Mm-hmm.

[funky music playing]

- [tapping] - Smart watch you've got there. Holy shit!

Chronometer, sapphire crystal.

Fell off a truck, did it?

Or is it an heirloom?

- Yeah. - [Freddy] "Yes" what?

- An heirloom? [chuckles] - [music fades]

It's a new model, as far as I'm aware.

Just on the market.

Costs roughly 25,000 marks.

- West German marks. - [Sven] Mate!

Almond croissant?

Maybe we should explain to Comrade Reisser who he's actually dealing with here.

Frederick Lionel Lembach, aka fraud squad.

Fraud squad?

- But I haven't done anything here. - Yes, you have, mate.

You sold many files.

But I'll make you a deal.

My colleague, Freddy "the destroyer" Lembach here,

his memory might fail him if you tell the buyer to Freddy.

[Freddy] Mmm.

- [funky music playing] - All right.

I sold copies of the files

to some of our Soviet friends, all right?

KGB.

You've got to look out for number one these days, okay?

[engine revving]

[music fades]

[line beeping]

[suspenseful music playing]

[laboured breathing]

KGB.

[groans]

[low action music playing]

- [door opens] - [music stops]

[indistinct chatter]

I don't believe it!

Fancy that! What do you want from the KGB?

Mmm. I don't know how you put it in the East, but here we say,

it's jack shit to do with you, Kleo.

Looks like we've found out the same thing.

Oh, yeah? Okay then, fire away.

What have you found out?

That, dear Sven, is jack shit to do you with you.

Okay, very funny.

Let's do it this way. You tell me what you've found out,

and I'll tell you what I know.

You first then.

- You first. I'm listening. - [Kleo sighs] Ugh. All right.

An agent from the KGB is spying on me. He obviously wants the red case too.

And that man is highly likely inside there.

In the KGB station in Berlin.

The KGB is involved?

Yeah?

[laughing] Oh, God!

- [dramatic music playing] - You're really bad at this, yeah?

You don't know shit about this, and now you come crawling back.

Forget it, out you get.

[music continues]

- I offered you the chance to work... - We worked together, Sven.

- But you screwed me over. You forget? - Okay, shall we talk about it?

- I never screw you over, right? - Yeah, it was you.

And it didn't stop you sleeping with me afterwards either.

But okay, my fault for being stupid enough to trust you, yeah?

[dramatic music continues]

[exhales deeply] Okay.

- Kleo. I'm sorry, all right? - [Kleo] Yes, me too, Sven. Me too.

Oh!

[waltz playing]

Mmm!

Wait, please. Kleo?

[birds chirping]

Kleo?

[breathes deeply]

Ah.

[low dramatic music playing]

- Shit. - [guard] Yes, right away.

Come with us.

Fuck, fuck!

Okay, um...

Okay. Hey. Hi, um...

- Come with us now. - Okay. I... I'm Sven Petzold.

- Come with us, please. - I'm a friend.

- Do I have to ask you once more? - I've no idea what you want.

Get out of your car!

With you?

[guard] Yes, come with us.

There you go, come with us.

Okay. Ow! Okay.

Goddammit, that... Yeah. Yep. Yep.

[dramatic music continues]

[groaning softly]

[music stops]

- [guard] Keep going. - [mysterious music playing]

- [Sven breathing heavily] - [guard] Keep moving.

Keep moving. In here.

Hold it.

- Here we are. - [Sven groans]

- Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! - [guard] All the way in, take a seat.

Oh, no, no. No, no, no, no.

Sit down. Just sit down.

[groaning] Okay. Okay. Ahh!

I haven't done anything at all, okay?

Now sit back and take it easy.

Okay, um...

Wait, I... [exhales sharply]

Please wait, just a second! Um...

- [music stops] - [door closes]

[Sven] What the fuck is this? [whimpers]

[Uwe] Stable, durable, non-toxic,

place to sleep, viewing platform, and play area all in one.

- [chuckles] It can't be true! - [Uwe] It is.

And where's the pussycat now?

[car engine stops]

I have no idea.

[car door opens]

[tense music playing]

Hi.

Hi, comrades.

Regarding Kleo Straub,

it doesn't look like a friendly approach towards the comrade was successful.

What does "it doesn't look like" mean?

I'll keep trying, yes.

You've not to "keep trying", Jutta!

You have to make sure that she doesn't interfere!

[tense music continues]

Great scratching post. Have a nice evening.

[music stops]

Uh... bye, Jutta. See you soon maybe?

[Jutta] Mmm.

- [car door opens] - "See you soon maybe, okay?"

[car door closes and engine starts]

[car departing]

[low mysterious music playing]

[gasps]

[Sven grunts]

[exhales deeply]

[door unlocks]

[music continues]

Hello.

Um... [clears throat]

So... Well, I've no idea what you think I've done,

but there really is no reason whatsoever to treat me

like a dangerous criminal, okay? [chuckles softly]

Don't worry, my friend.

[music fades]

No one here thinks you're a dangerous criminal.

You're far too harmless.

[radio tuning]

Comrade Alexander Belov.

Well, well!

Why are you spying around here?

Um... [clears throat]

I'm here because you've got something I need.

[exhales sharply] Get to the point. What do you want?

I need the personnel files for Reconnaissance.

Information too about all Stasi agents as I know they're here.

[Alexander] Mm-hmm.

But wait up. Wait up.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Wait, wait, wait.

- Socialism, listen, it's fucked. - [mysterious music playing]

And let me tell you about capitalism, yeah?

[Alexander] Mmm.

Here, yeah, in the West, everyone pays his own way.

Have you understood me?

- [mysterious music continues] - [Alexander sighs]

[whimsical music playing]

50,000.

- Marks? East German? - Mmm. West German.

- Okay. - Or is that a problem?

No. Course not. It's all good.

[music continues]

[Alexander exhales deeply]

Listen.

Tomorrow, 10:00 in the morning, Rasputin's men's sauna.

[Kleo] Ah. Rasputin men's sauna.

[music stops]

- Um, qu... quick question, if that's okay? - [Alexander] Mmm.

Does it have to be a sauna?

I've got incredibly low blood pressure.

- Um... - [Alexander] Mmm.

- The fairground supply tunnel at 12:00. - [Alexander sighs]

I have an appointment for a haircut nearby after that, and so I could...

Fairground, supply tunnel, twelve o'clock.

- [keys jangling] - That's so great.

[breathes deeply] Yes.

["Obstrukt" by Modulhater playing]

[Thilo] Oh!

Butter my butt and call me a bloody biscuit!

Am I on a trip or what?

Thilo?

Thilo!

Thilo!

Ah! You old flounder!

You're looking so good!

I thought you were away on Sirius B with your princess.

I was, Dopi. Far away.

But my mission here isn't over.

Here on Earth, I mean.

Wow. Amazing.

- What's still to be done? - I don't have a clue.

She didn't say.

My princess.

But, Dopi, tonight we'll open our club, Dopi.

Honestly?

Hey, Thilo, it's great to have you back.

I really thought I was going to have to open the club without you.

["Obstrukt" continues]

["Klang Brutt" by Modulhater playing]

Tell me, have you ever been in love?

Like, really?

Really. Like, really.

Don't think so.

I'm telling you...

[song stops]

It's better than any trip.

[car approaching]

[brakes screech]

[engine stops]

[dog barking in distance]

[children speaking indistinctly]

[birds chirping]

[emotional music playing]

[man pops mouth]

Holger?

[exhales]

What are you doing here?

I thought our hello would be different.

I wanted to see you, Kleo.

- [Kleo exhales nervously] - [music fades]

After all this time?

Yeah. The Wall's gone.

For ten bloody years, Kleo,

I've been asking myself if not fighting for you before

is the biggest mistake I ever made in my life.

I didn't hear from you for so long. What is all this?

But I wrote to you, Kleo.

A letter every week for one year.

They never got to my home.

Otto.

So how is he?

He died.

[keys jingling]

- [door unlocks] - It'd be better if you left, okay?

Can I see you again?

Not a good idea.

[melancholy music playing]

[music continues]

[music stops abruptly]

["Klang Brutt" playing]

[loud indistinct chatter]

["Klang Brutt" playing louder]

Kleo, I'm so glad you came.

Thanks for the invite.

And what do you think?

["Klang Brutt" continues]

[audience cheering]

Really cool.

[cheers] Hey, Kleo.

Do you want one?

No, thanks.

[music intensifies]

[song continues in the background]

[birds chirping]

[Nikolai echoing] That's pretty, Kleo.

[suspenseful music playing]

[echoing] But how do you know I'm Kleo?

[Nikolai] I know everything.

Everything? I don't believe you.

[calm music playing]

[Nikolai] It's a really pretty necklace that your daddy gave you.

I need to go home now. It's time for dinner.

[music becomes suspenseful]

[birds continue chirping]

[Nikolai] But I'm your dad.

[music stops abruptly]

[Kleo gasps and exhales]

[sighs]

[breathing deeply]

[soft music playing]

[breathes deeply]

[inhales sharply]

- [upbeat music playing] - [groans]

[Kohl] Dear compatriots! A few weeks ago, the state treaty

regarding the monetary, economic, and social union

between the Federal Republic of Germany

and the German Democratic Republic was signed.

Germans in the Federal Republic and in the GDR are once again...

Hi!

[upbeat music intensifies]

I'm Sabine, the new girl.

I had no idea we were getting a new girl, did you?

No.

[Kohl] ...they will be once more in a free and united state.

["Kalinka" by Instrumental Ensemble & Choir playing]

[Kleo] The branches.

[indistinct chatter]

[gas hissing]

[indistinct chatter]

[men chuckle]

[men groaning softly]

[chuckling] What are you doing, sweetheart?

Do you want my heart to explode?

["Kalinka" continues]

I'm going.

[man groaning]

Limp dicks.

[music stops]

[Kleo] Comrade Alexander Belov!

Back from Mallorca already?

- Oh. - [Kleo chuckles softly]

[Alexander grunts]

[tense music playing]

You again, huh?

Ah!

It's healed well.

You've not come to tell me this in a spa.

Uh-uh.

- You just missed me. Is that right, huh? - I want the Stasi agent files.

Ah!

You're not the only one.

Well?

Kleo,

you've got to look after number one these days.

- [Kleo] Mm-hmm. - How about you make me an offer?

I can make you the offer not to blow your balls off!

[Alexander chuckles]

[tense music continues]

Ah.

Oh, please. You couldn't do it.

Oh, couldn't I?

Nah.

How so?

Ah, well, because you'd so love to suck them.

- [muffled gun fires] - [yelps and breathes heavily]

You bitch.

Suck 'em yourself.

So, the files. Where are they?

[Alexander breathes deeply]

They're copies.

Microfilms.

They're in Karlshorst.

Ah! There you go!

[Alexander exhales sharply]

Let's go then.

[music intensifies]

- Can I take my flip-flops? - [Kleo] Of course.

Thank you.

[tense music continues]

Whoppa!

[liquid spraying]

[deep electric guitar playing]

[Sven yelps]

[music stops]

Okay.

Uh, you are Ms What's-her-name from the, uh... the CIA.

[chuckles]

I'm guessing that... that this is not a chance encounter?

I'm really sorry that your informant didn't turn up.

Uh, my informant?

- I don't know what you're talking about. - Hmm. Come on.

Shit, did you deactivate him as well?

Listen, Ms Carmichael, I really don't want to interfere in your CIA stuff,

but you can't just kill people whenever it suits you.

What's this?

My final offer.

If someone can deliver Kleo

and the red suitcase,

it's you, Mr Petzold.

- [dramatic music playing] - You.

Oh. Um...

- This is a lot... - [Rose] Mm-hmm.

...of money I desperately need.

[chuckles] Uh...

[dramatic music continues]

A CIA badge?

[Rose] Mm-hmm.

With my face?

- [Sven laughing] Oh, fuck! - [music intensifies]

Special Agent Sven Petzold from the CIA.

[Rose] Hmm.

[Russian folk music playing]

[guard] Alexander Alexandrowicz.

[Alexander] At ease.

[woman] Okay, thanks. I have to go.

- Ah. - [woman] Hi, Alexander.

[Alexander sighs] How are you, Natalia?

- All good? - [Natalia] Mm-hmm.

[Alexander] Hmm. How are the children?

Mmm...

The children are fine, thank you.

- Oh. This is a comrade from Moscow. - A pleasure.

It's all mine.

[music continues]

[music stops]

The children?

[dramatic whoosh]

UPPER FLOOR

[low suspenseful music playing]

[gun cocks]

No stupid moves.

[Alexander sighs]

[lock clicking]

Uh.

Hmm.

- [metal clanking] - [suspenseful music intensifies]

[Alexander exhales]

Sometime today.

[Alexander] Okay, okay, okay. [grunts]

[clicks tongue] There you are.

[Kleo] Hmm.

Not so hard.

Be careful! She has a gun.

[guard 1] Put the gun down!

We're coming in.

[Kleo breathes heavily]

- [guard 2] Put the gun down! - [guard 1] Put it down!

- I knew I should've shot your balls off! - [Alexander chuckles]

[guard 1] Slowly put it down!

Okay. You win.

- [guard 2] Come on. - [Kleo] Hmm?

- [guard 1] Slowly. - [guard 2] Slowly.

[guard 1] Put it down. Slowly.

- [guard 1] That's it. - [guard 2] Yes, like that.

- [music crescendoes] - [groans]

[guns firing]

[guard 1] Shoot her.

- [guard 3 screaming] - [man groans]

[guard 1] Get her!

She's running away!

[action music playing]

[guard 4] Get her, get her!

[alarm ringing]

The alarm.

Sound the alarm.

[guard 5] Over here, follow me!

Follow me!

Stop! This way!

Come on, guards!

Quickly! Hurry!

She's upstairs!

Go, go, go!

Come with me! Run up there!

Stop!

[action music continues]

- There she is! Shoot her! - [guard 5] Get her, quickly!

[guard] Stop! Stop!

[music intensifies]

[Kleo] Mmm!

[music stops abruptly]

[Kleo groaning]

[dramatic music playing]

[guard 1] Quick, down the steps! Quick, hurry, come on!

- [Kleo continues groaning] - She's going outside!

Freeze! On the ground!

- What? - [guard 6] On the ground!

Get down!

Stand back!

[music continues]

- [indistinct yelling] - [tin clinks on grounds]

[music fades]

- Fuck! [groaning] - ["Here I Go Again" by Whitesnake playing]

♪ And here I go again on my own ♪

♪ Going down the only road I've ever known... ♪

Get in! Come on! Get in!

[Kleo grunts]

- ♪ And I've made up my mind... ♪ - [Kleo] Drive!

[Sven screams]

♪ I ain't wasting no more time ♪

♪ But here I go again... ♪

[Sven laughing hysterically]

["Here I Go Again" continues]

Did you see that? I still had your stun grenade, and then, boom!

- Ha! Are you okay? - [Kleo groans]

- [Sven] Show me. - I'm fine.

I just want to look, okay?

[both exhale deeply]

I think now would be the best time to say,

"Thanks so much, dear Sven."

What for?

"What for?" I saved your life back there.

- Who says you saved my life? - [song stops]

Let's cut to the chase, okay? I saved your life. That's a fact.

You just can't say "thank you". That's another fact. Now you owe me.

- Uh-huh. And what's that, may I ask? - Is that the documents?

- Give them to me. - [Kleo laughs]

You know the difference between you and me?

You want the files to prove to the rest of the world

and to yourself how cool and smart you are.

- Because it's only about you, isn't it? - No. It used to be only about me.

Now it's about something else, about something much bigger too,

but for you, it isn't. This time, it's only about Kleo.

Yeah.

You're right.

It's about me.

It's about my past. 'Cause there's an empty stretch there.

Something I can't remember.

And I wanna understand.

Understand how I came to be.

You know something?

That's a really damn good motive, you know?

Honestly.

It's the best reason you can have.

Let me help you.

May I? Please.

[sighs] Fine. We'll take a look into it together.

[Sven chuckling]

[action music playing]

Yeah!

Code name Else.

[Kleo] No.

[Sven] Code name Schlosser.

[Kleo] No.

[Sven] Code name Wunderlich.

[Kleo] Uh-uh.

[Sven] Gustaf?

[Kleo] No.

[action music continues]

[Sven] Code name Börne.

[Kleo] Uh-uh.

[sniffs]

You smell different.

Western washing powder. Thilo's half.

Okay. Code name Koch.

[Thilo] Do you want to come to... Whoa!

What are you up to?

We're trying to find out who our man in the American consulate was.

When I'm looking for something, I just wait for it to find me.

Okay.

- Wanna come play mini-golf? - In the middle of the night?

Yeah.

- Not tonight, Thilo. - [Thilo] All right.

Ciana, they don't want to.

O.O.S.A. AT THE PERMANENT MISSION

- That's it here! - [intriguing music playing]

O.O.S.A. US Permanent Mission in West Berlin.

Wait, wait, wait. O.O.S.A. What does that mean exactly?

- Officer on special assignment? - Ah, right.

[Kleo] Code name Bear.

Subject, Moni.

And that means?

[music stops]

Moni means the safe room the operative has to withdraw to just in case.

[sarcastically] Of course, what else could it mean? All right!

That means we can obviously make the following assumption.

An officer on special assignment code-named Bear

is hiding with the red suitcase in the Moni, safe house, correct?

Yeah.

All we have to do is find the safe house called Moni.

- [soft music playing and stops] - "We"?

Why "we"?

[waltz playing]

Oh, God, you know and you won't tell me, of course.

You can't do this! You can't! I saved your life, you know?

And you're still treating your last partner

in the whole wide world like shit!

Wh... Open the door.

- [doorbell ringing repeatedly] - Do not ignore me!

[groans] Oh, man!

[exhales] Now leave with dignity.

With dignity.

[music stops]

[crickets chirping]

[mysterious music playing]

[Ciana] I'd really like to have a house like this too.

What's your place like on Sirius B?

[inhales] I'm feeling kind of dizzy all of a sudden.

[Thilo] Ciana?

[music stops]

- Careful. - [sombre music playing]

Easy, easy now.

- Do you need to lie down? Watch your head. - [Ciana sighs]

- Thilo? Is the taxi here yet? - [Ciana exhales]

- [music stops] - What taxi?

- The taxi you were meant to call. - Oh, that one. Yeah, it's coming.

- What's wrong with her? - She's feeling a bit dizzy.

So where are you going?

- Belgrade. - By taxi?

Train, why?

- [Thilo] Will you bring me something back? - Sure, yeah.

- [Thilo chuckles softly] - [soft music playing]

See ya.

[Thilo] Bye.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[music stops]

What are you doing back here?

I made the mistake once of not fighting for you. It won't happen again.

I won't let you send me away just because you're scared of your feelings, Kleo.

[exhales] I can't do this right now.

What? How come? Where are you going?

- To Belgrade. - [door closes]

By taxi?

By train.

- [driver] Hello. - Hello.

[driver] Is that everything?

I wanted to give you this ten years ago, but...

- [boot closes] - ...we never saw each other again.

[birds chirping]

Yeah, it's a cassette with our old songs from back then.

- [emotional music playing] - [door closes]

You kept hold of the cassette.

I guess so.

[Kleo] Thanks.

[indistinct chatter]

[Holger] Take care.

[door closes]

[engine starts]

[emotional music fades]

[birds chirping and flapping]

KGB HEADQUARTERS MOSCOW

[vehicles passing]

- [squeaking] - [knocking on door]

Yes, yes. Come in.

[door closes]

Hmm.

[eerie music playing]

How have you been, Olga?

What are you doing here?

Are you surprised?

But I thought you were...

Dead.

...in Berlin.

[music continues]

Well...

[music fades]

What do you want?

[Nikolai] Cup of tea would be nice.

[Olga] Be my guest.

[teapot rattles]

Bit of a stupid situation.

I don't know what you mean.

What I mean is

that your little bloodhounds had the order to get rid of me.

But here I am, right in front of you.

Alive and kicking.

- [eerie music playing] - [Olga chuckles] Comrade Zhukov.

[sighs] You overrate yourself.

So why do you think I would have you murdered?

But that's what I was asking myself.

[music continues]

Why is that?

I thought you were smarter.

[tuts] I don't give a shit what you think about me. Understand?

Oh, yeah.

And that's exactly your big problem.

[eerie music intensifies]

- [Nikolai yells] - [Olga groans]

[in Russian] Oops.

[music fades]

[Olga exhales]

[man in English] Hello.

- Comrades. - [man] Yes.

Time to move.

[man] Understood.

["Unterwegs" by Soldatenchor & Orchester des Wachregiments Berlin playing]

["Unterwegs" continues]

[door closes]

[ticking]

[liquid whooshing]

["Unterwegs" continues]

[muffled gun firing]

[reporter] Moscow, the Soviet capital,

is currently reeling from a series of murders.

Local authorities are now reporting 12 dead.

The victims are reckoned to have KGB links

and were members of the Politburo of the Soviet Communist Party.

Independent observers put the murders down to an internal power struggle.

All the victims are supporters of President Mikhail Gorbachev's

political program of perestroika and are in favour of German reunification.

If you play with fire, you get burned by it and die.

["Unterwegs" continues]

[song ends]

[pulsing electronic music playing]

[music continues]

[music gets calmer]

[music intensifying]

[music continues]

[music ends]