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Hello.

- Welcome to Mallorca. - Can you please tell me where this is?

Señor, do you know this man?

- Señor Fritz? - Yes, Señor Fritz.

Ah, shit!

Greetings, Comrade Wieczorek.

FOR SALE

Hmm. Mm-hmm.

Poor bastard.

MANUAL - WEAPONS AND EXPLOSIVES

The colonel's got visitors. Well, well.

Huh. Who are you then?

What we're seeing is a campaign also by the supposed victors,

the imperialist forces against the German Democratic Republic...

...and against the achievements of socialism for the working class.

- It might be important. - No, it's not important.

We will not sacrifice the cause of the working class

and thus the fate of workers in the German Democratic Republic.

The current talks with the Soviet Union...

Wolf.

The Mediterranean greets Mark Brandenburg.

PUBLIC TELEPHONE

...victorious powers and the Federal Republic of Germany about...

Damn it, Kleo, you...

I've found Wieczorek here. He's alive

and now calls himself Señor Fritz.

So what's your plan?

Have a coffee with him.

If you kill him, that is murder, Kleo...

False.

Elimination of a traitor.

Not murder.

The Comrade Colonel will see what a devoted agent I am.

You are...

I can't talk right now.

Yes, I wanted to keep you informed, um... like before.

If we're going to work together again.

We are, aren't we?

Yeah.

Yeah, we're doing that.

Bye.

- Whoa! - Hey, asshole.

- How did you get in here, man? - The terrace was open.

Thilo, you lied to me, and I don't like that.

You told me you didn't know Kleo Straub, right?

Well, yeah, things change.

It's all in flux, so...

- She's not been here. Where is she? - Well, she's, um...

Left.

Thilo, I'll give you another chance.

Where is she?

Okay.

No, leave that alone.

This here is enough to be reported or taken into custody. Where is Kleo?

Oh man.

I'm in a quandary now.

Told her I wouldn't say anything, but, er...

But when your back's against the wall, then you have to think strategically.

Exactly, brother. And so?

- Mallorca. - What?

Mallorca. Kleo is in Mallorca.

Maybe I shouldn't have said that, but strategically, you know?

- I don't know. - What's she doing in Mallorca?

No idea. I don't know. She didn't tell me. She just said, "Mallorca."

And where in Mallorca?

Get it.

I can't just answer it.

- Get it, think strategically. - Yeah, sure.

Hello, Thilo here.

Yoo-hoo! It's me.

Oh hey, Kleo. All right?

I just wanted to say, if it doesn't rain,

you have to go and water the plants in the garden.

Water.

Yeah. With the watering can.

- My little flowers are thirsty. - Wow. Yeah.

- Wow. Okay. Water. Important, huh? - Psst.

- Ask her where she is. - Anything else?

What's it like in Mallorca?

It's so beautiful. It smells so good here.

Well, sure. The Mediterranean, south and all that.

And wh... where e... exactly are you then? It's a big island.

- Thilo, is everything all right there? - What?

Is someone there now?

If there is, say, "The weather's bad here."

Weather's bad?

- Is that knobhead from the West with you? - Yes...

Oh yeah, but it's meant to be better tomorrow.

Okay, Thilo,

do not say another word.

Or you know what'll happen.

Yeah, sure.

Mm-hmm.

I'll call you right back.

Kleo, hello?

She hung up.

Yeah, no idea where she is. She didn't tell me.

Just that it's really beautiful and warm and so on.

Weather's bad? Are you messing with me?

- Of course not. - You lying to me again?

- What, no, she didn't say... - Are you lying again?

Thilo, do you know who you're talking to?

Do you know what I can do to you?

Hmm.

That's interesting.

Uh... Mmm.

I was never here.

Of course not.

What are you doing here?

- What are you doing here? - Stop fooling around. Who are you?

- I live here. - Hmm. With a suitcase? And why the wig?

Fake West German passport? Binoculars?

And bullets?

Who are you?

Kleo Straub... ...comrade.

On a State Security mission, comrade.

State Security was disbanded.

Yes.

- Officially. - And unofficially?

Unofficially is unofficially.

What exactly is your mission, comrade?

Why are you being so aggressive now, Comrade Belov?

What is your mission, comrade?

Aah-ha.

Alexander Belov.

Resident in Moscow.

Been travelling a lot these last few years, haven't we? Hmm?

You know Wieczorek from when he worked for the Ministry of State Security.

You KGB, right?

Nya, nya, nya, nya.

Why did Wieczorek disappear?

What's the KGB got to do with it?

Forget the KGB.

It won't exist for much longer.

It's about looking after yourself, just like in your country.

Dumb arsehole.

I'd like to make a deal with you.

I haven't come here to make deals with you.

There could be a lot of money in it for you.

- West German marks... - I'm not interested in money.

In the West, it's always just about money. Without money, you are nothing.

Money, money, money! Always this money.

What is this thing, now, money?

Money I get from Wieczorek.

You can have some of it.

If you kill me now, you'll get nothing.

Hey, it's all too far short notice for me as well, you know.

But what can you do?

A police mission is a police mission.

Okay.

Yeah, it's to do with the Stasi assassin.

I'm the only one who's seen her face to face,

and that's why I have to go to Mallorca to follow her.

A direct order from Böttger.

- Somehow it just seems very sudden. - Yeah.

Ooh.

Jenny, even my shitty boss has realised that I'm right.

About everything.

This is my case.

This is my chance.

Say it's okay.

- Yeah, I'm happy for you to go. - Good.

Just promise me you'll take care of yourself, okay?

- I will. - Yeah? Don't be stupid, okay?

Baby, when have I ever been stupid? Hmm?

- Yes? - Hello.

Yes, hello.

I'm Nicole Schmidt.

I've moved into the house over there on the hill.

I wanted to ask,

have you got any eggs?

Hmm.

It smells so good here.

Yes.

Right, give me that.

Is your husband not here?

No, he's gone away to Palma on business.

Ah. Shame. I would have liked to have said hi to him too.

Not to worry.

- You can't make something of nothing. - That's probably true. Your eggs.

Great. I just love eggs.

They can be used in so many ways,

from scrambled eggs to omelettes to soft-boiled eggs,

hard-boiled eggs, poached eggs.

Eggs in a glass.

- Egg salad. - Pancakes.

- Eggnog. - Easter eggs.

- Egghead. Hmm. - Hmm.

If you ever need anything else, feel free to drop by.

Oh, thank you.

- It is just so beautiful, your place. - Mmm.

It was always the dream for me and my husband too.

Hmm.

Last year, he sold his company, and from that point on,

money was no longer an issue, and we decided on Mallorca too.

Hmm.

- And then he passed away quite suddenly. - Oh. I'm so sorry to hear that.

Yes, it's terrible.

Loss is always painful.

Hmm.

But he wouldn't have wanted me to be unhappy.

No.

And it's even nicer to know that there are such nice people

living around me here. I feel less lonely straight away.

Yeah.

- Money alone doesn't make you happy. - No.

Hmm.

See you then. Thank you.

You know what?

Why don't you come this evening to join us for dinner?

I'll cook something nice, maybe something with eggs.

You'll meet my husband,

and the two of us can get to know each other a little.

Have you thought any more about my offer?

The offer from someone who betrays his own people?

Does the KGB know about your illegal dealings with Wieczorek?

Here. Tortilla.

That's scrambled egg, not tortilla.

Eat.

It is tortilla from Pankow. Don't get on my nerves.

- Hmm. - Hmm.

Sorry. Do you by any chance know this woman?

- Have you seen her? - No, no.

Did you ever see this woman? Do you know this woman?

Sorry, um... did you maybe see this woman?

Yes.

I brought her to the Café de Sóller.

Are you sure it was her?

Yes.

- Thank you! - Afternoon.

Afternoon.

Hi, Andi.

I'm coming in.

Andi?

Yeah?

It's quite smart in here. Right?

What are you doing now? Where did you end up?

In the Centrum department store on Alex. In the warehou se.

Oh nice.

Yes, it's slowly filling up with these Western products nobody needs.

No shit.

I'm telling you, the capitalists will overrun us

if we don't fight them with sword and shield, Andi.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Yeah, maybe.

Yeah, yeah.

What are you doing here, Uwe?

Been given an assignment.

From the very top.

Kleo's out of prison. You hear about that?

She's sniffing around.

I have to watch that she doesn't cause any trouble,

keep an eye on her.

You know?

Well...

I thought I'd... I'd come and drop by,

ask you what you know.

Whether it's true about her sniffing around.

After all...

you... y... y... you fucked each other.

Right?

Thilo.

Evening.

- Good evening. - Thank you for inviting me.

I'm Nicole Schmidt.

- Grossmann. Fritz Grossmann. - Great.

Mmm.

- Well, come on in. - You know what? Call me Nicki, hmm?

Oh, mind the step, yeah?

Well, then.

By the way, the meatballs recipe was originally my grandma's.

- Mm-hmm. Delicious. - Ah. Thank you.

I think you should maintain

a certain connection to your homeland when you're abroad too.

- Yes. - After all, we can't deny we're German.

The Spaniard says, "Olé."

The Saxon says, "Nu ja, nu nee."

- I'm sorry. - No, that's all right.

Look, Nicole...

as a West German, you probably can't really understand.

When you've almost your whole life

been locked up, and the doors suddenly open, so to speak,

well, it goes without saying

that you want to get out of there immediately, to be free.

- My father was a businessman in Leipzig. - Ah?

A good businessman.

Some of you Westerners could take a leaf out of his book.

You're not always that good.

- Fritz, please, - Well, it's true.

You're allowed to say it.

You are.

Yes. Mmm.

I never had the chance to follow in the footsteps of my father

because those at the top were against it.

- "Those at the top"? - Well, the Party. The bigwigs.

- The ones who... - Weren't you in the Party?

Why on Earth would you ask that?

Oh, I'm sorry. I, um...

I thought that everyone in the East was a communist.

Well, that's what they said.

But those are probably really, really stupid prejudices.

- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. - Yes.

But I thought that now that we're getting to know each other

and have the chance to clear all these things up,

you could maybe ask the question.

Hmm...

Oh, that isn't being rude.

After all, aren't we one people, right?

Um...

No, I was never in the Party. On the contrary.

Anyway, we're making up for all that now, aren't we, Regina?

Yes!

What does a man with a businessman's genes do in Mallorca?

That is a good question.

Here.

Ooh!

This is the future, my dear Nicole.

This is Biski, the Binz Ski Paradise.

Biski.

It's an indoor ski centre on the island of Rügen.

My first joint project with a building contractor from the West.

Five hundred metres from the beach in Binz.

- Skiing at the seaside. - Ah.

If you like the best of both worlds.

Don't you think? Like in LA.

Binz will be the LA of the East thanks to me.

SCHMIDT NICOLE REGISTRATION OFFICE - MUNICH

Want to join with me?

- Invest? - Hmm...

Now with the situation in the East, if you can't make money,

excuse me for saying this out loud, you are an idiot.

What exactly do you mean by "come in with you"?

Look, I have connections from previous times,

and I'm using these connections now and arranging the sale of companies

that are no longer profitable in the GDR to buyers from West Germany.

Ooh.

And for that, I earn a very decent commission.

That's great, yeah.

The successful find the right kind of loopholes.

The commission payments go into one of my wife's accounts in Switzerland.

No one asks any questions,

and with impeccable interest rates.

You see it, right?

A fox.

- Businessman. - Mmm.

- Mmm. - Cheers, Fritz.

- Cheers. - Regina.

- Nicole. - Nicki.

I'll have a think about everything you have said.

I think you deserve this so much.

- After all of the dark years. - Hmm.

Excuse me, could I just nip to the little girls' room?

Yes, of course. It's just around the corner here.

Thanks.

That woman is fantastic.

A... a really nice person. A Westerner but still nice.

Fritz and Regina Grossmann.

I'm hosting here tomorrow afternoon a little party

with my business partners for the signing of the contract.

- Mmm. - The finest food, a few drinks.

- The mayor of Sóller is coming as well. - Ah.

So if you would like, please come along.

You can never have enough beautiful women at a party, even if I say so myself.

You can bet your life on that.

I'd love to come. See you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow.

Hmm.

Mmm. There's something not right about her, Ludger. I have this feeling.

You and your feelings all the time.

Well? You believe me now?

The contract will be signed tomorrow afternoon.

And as soon as the signature's on the contract,

the payments will pour into his account.

After that, you can do what you like with him.

If you don't want the KGB to find out

about your illegal dealings with Wieczorek,

then you'll immediately forget everything that happened here.

Do you understand?

Yes.

Good.

Get out of here.

Evening, Freddy. It's me, Sven. Yep.

Look, er, I want you to do some research for me, please. And listen, got a pen?

Their names are Fritz and Regina Grossmann.

Mm-hmm.

Let's... Come on.

Go to sleep.

Kleo, I'm worried about you.

Uwe Mittig came to see me.

He said he had been given orders from the very top to follow you.

- What's that mean, from the very top? - Well, he didn't say.

But you really should keep a lid on it. Please, Kleo.

What have I got to lose, Andi?

And besides, if those at the very top are still involved in all this,

then I certainly won't keep a lid on it.

What's going on with Wieczorek?

Wieczorek is living like a pig in utter shit,

making a career as a victim of the GDR.

And Andi, guess what?

He paid a comrade from the KGB

to help him get away from Germany and go into hiding over here.

They're great comrades, huh?

- That's not possible. - They're doing secret deals.

And he's flogging our businesses to the big capitalists from the West

so that they can flatten everything here.

And the stupid bastard gets paid.

And the comrade from the KGB also earns a pretty sum.

He's selling us to the class enemy, Andi.

There is no enemy anymore, Kleo.

Yeah.

Characters like Wieczorek and his partners.

But they will pay for it all.

But that's just insane.

That's taking the law into your own hands.

You can't do that. There's no state and no Firm anymore to protect you.

I wasn't protected, Andi.

I'm just saying that if you're caught now,

you'll go to jail for the rest of your life.

- Is that what you want to happen? - And why are you getting worked up?

Well, because I do really fucking care about what happens to you, Kleo.

Nice of you to say that.

See you.

Your Campari.

Thank you.

Can I sit here?

Of course.

Do you have a cigarette?

Nah.

- I quit three years ago. - But you're German as well?

Yeah.

You're a friend of Fritz Grossmann's too, aren't you?

Fritz and Regina, lovely.

Really, really nice neighbours.

It was so sad when they both died four and nine years ago respectively

in Karl-Marx-Stadt.

Yet they still look relatively fresh.

So... Kleo,

enough foreplay, okay?

I know you worked for the Stasi

in Reconnaissance, Division 18, as an assassin.

I know that in this function, in 1987 you killed a man in the Big Eden.

I was there. I know that after this assignment,

you were betrayed by your own people, and you were put in prison.

What for?

That, I'm afraid, I don't know.

But neither do you, and you don't give a shit

because now you're pursuing a vendetta against everyone who did this to you.

Fritz Grossmann's real name is Ludger Wieczorek.

He was your superior in Reconnaissance, and you've come here to kill him.

And I know you don't like sleeping on your own.

Great story.

You should write crime thrillers. You've got a talent.

Do you think you'll get away with all this?

Why are you so interested?

Because it's exciting?

The legend of the Stasi assassin?

- This is no legend. - What are you going to have?

Mmm. The almond cake here is really tasty.

Ah. I'm allergic to almonds.

Nothing for me, thank you.

Mmm.

Listen.

This is an official warning.

But I know you won't listen.

You will carry on doing what you're doing because that's who you are.

But I'll tell you one thing, Kleo.

I'm not going to quit either.

I'll carry on doing what I'm doing. I'll hunt you.

And I will put you in prison for it.

That's who I am.

You're really cute.

You've got the bit between your teeth.

Hmm.

Don't underestimate me.

We've got something in common.

We both don't like being underestimated.

Adieu, Sven Petzold.

Adieu, Kleo Straub.

Okay. What did she tell you?

- The señora told us you offered her drugs. - Yeah, that's clearly bullshit.

- Bullshit, huh? - What the...

Okay, okay, okay, okay,

okay, okay, just...

Let's go.

LOCAL POLICE

You're jealous, Gabriele.

You always are whenever I give a young thing a friendly look.

Oh, that's just nonsense.

Oh, Gabi dear, admit it, will you?

It's an attractive trait of yours.

So, I called the authorities in Palma.

You did what?

The villa opposite hasn't been sold to anyone.

And definitely not to a Nicole Schmidt or her dead husband.

That's outrageous.

Yes.

Better keep an eye on her.

Oh yeah, the Grossmanns have put on a decent spread here, huh?

- Mm-hmm. - Oligschlaeger.

I mean, Reiner, if you like. From Mannheim.

Nicole Schmidt. I'm the neighbour. Pleased to meet you.

I know.

Fritz has already told me about you.

That you are a woman with taste.

And as Fritz comes from the East, he's in a good position to judge.

- Is he, yeah? - Oh yeah.

He's got a good nose, instinct that is... is... is...

You can't learn that. It's... It's... It's...

Instinct is what he has.

I'm t... telling you,

Fritz is someone tha... tha... that makes sure he gets his slice of cake

before everything falls apart over there.

If the annexation happens, that's the windfall over, hey?

- Now, I'm going to have, uh... - Reiner?

Hola. Sorry to interrupt. We should go in for the signing.

- Now? - Yes, it's time.

Uh, in that case, if you'll excuse me?

Business.

A really nice girl.

And I'm also delighted that the esteemed mayor and his wife

found the time today to honour us with their presence here...

I'll be right back.

A very warm welcome

to Señor Jesus Rodriguez and the esteemed Juanita Rodriguez.

My wife, who I can't see right now...

REVENUE SUMMARY

What are you doing in here?

Hmm?

I just wanted to quickly powder my nose.

Regina, do you know what a "coup de poudre" is?

No.

A "coup de poudre" is an action carried out by voodoo cults.

After a "coup de poudre," it looks as if people are dead...

...but they're not.

They're just trapped in their own bodies.

Has your husband never told you about it?

No.

Pity.

Then I hope he hasn't forgotten about it all.

...the future, what lies ahead,

all look forward to thriving landscapes...

Hmm.

...and a thriving future.

Now, excuse me. I... I really must go and find my wife

before she buries herself in the kitchen all afternoon.

Speaking of food, guys, dive into the buffet.

Enjoy yourselves, yeah?

Regina?

Gabriele? Are you all right?

Mmm, mmm, mmm.

Delicious.

What is this?

Do you remember me, Comrade Colonel?

Ta-da.

What have you done to my wife?

Tetrodotoxin.

Uh, not nice at all.

Uh-uh.

- And eventually, the heart stops beating. - Ping!

She badly needs dopamine.

What do you want?

I want you to tell me who I eliminated in '87 in Big Eden

and what I did wrong back in the day.

If you lie to me...

your wife dies.

You did nothing wrong at all.

The man you eliminated was the CIA chief in West Berlin.

He directed US agents in the GDR.

Your operation was a total triumph.

You want to know why we had you condemned?

The order came from the top, Minister Mielke.

I don't know why that might be, Kleo.

You don't question orders from the minister. You know that.

Kleo...

The GDR is history.

Look around you.

You're totally free now,

and you should take advantage of that like I have and many others.

We fought with total conviction, and we lost.

Are we going to drown in self-pity now or side with the victors? Think about it.

Can you hear yourself?

The only person who can help you is Comrade Mielke.

I can't tell you any more than that.

I really can't.

Kleo, please. Don't let her die!

Hmm.

Please.

Please.

Kleo.

Hmm.

The world is so beautiful, in spite of all the chaos.

And it would be even more beautiful...

...if there were no cowards or weaklings living in it.

Well then, let's wake Snow White up.

It'll take a while.

Go back to your friends. They're bound to be waiting for you.

Ludger?

What, uh... what happened to me?

Gabi, dear...

Have you ever noticed that...

that ski slopes only ever go downhill?

Oh, are you from the police, yes?

Oh no.

"Are you from the police?"

Yeah, it's me.

I think she's beginning to cause trouble.

Yep. I'll clean it up right now.

Señor?

You can go.

Your boss in Germany wants to speak to you.

He was not amused.

Fuck.

Federal Intelligence Service, Sun.

I have information for you

about an assassination that took place in 1987 at the Big Eden in Berlin.

Have you got that?

I think you might be interested.

Okay. I'm listening.

"Then an enemy bullet came during such a beautiful game."

"With a courageous smile, our little trumpeter fell."

Almond cake.

Fuck!

Hello, my name is Regina Grossmann.

I'd like to close my account.

Always ready.