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♪ Wake up, wake up, the cock crowed ♪

♪ The sun is starting out On its golden road ♪

Comrade Wolf!

Damn it, Kleo. What are you doing here?

Where's Anja?

The gynaecology clinic called. Her urine sample was spilled accidentally.

She had to go there right away.

It was a really careless lab assistant.

Look, Andi, I brought you something from Mallorca. These are...

Tell me, what did you do?

You mean Wieczorek?

Yeah.

Wieczorek is dead.

Of course. Of course.

Listen, Kleo, don't you understand the GDR is no longer there to protect you?

- They'll be after you now for murder... - Just chill out now.

I found something out.

All orders came from the very top, from Minister Erich Mielke himself.

- What? - Mm-hmm.

- Then... Then Mielke sent Uwe. - Yes.

And that's why I have to pay Mielke a visit now too. In Hohenschönhausen.

In prison.

I need to know why it happened.

Okay, then.

I'm coming with you.

Bullshit.

Andi,

you have pregnant wife.

You're going to have a child. You must stay here.

Kleo, I'm coming with you.

No, "Andrea."

I'm going alone.

"Andreas" was sold out.

Oh! Hello, Mrs. Plumber.

Is the boiler fixed now?

No, it's still missing a spare part, I'm afraid.

Hmm, it would be good if everything was working once the baby was here.

Oh!

It kicked. Oh. Feel it.

Have you got children?

- Yeah, twins. - Mmm.

Rosa and Karl.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Crazy. She's completely crazy.

Freddy, she's slaughtering them one after the other.

I have never come across a woman like her.

Oh, Svenny. She could've killed you in Mallorca too.

No. If she'd wanted me dead, I would've been dead a long time ago.

But she doesn't.

Hmm.

You know what? It's best if you apologise to Böttger.

Yeah. "It was a crazy idea. It won't happen again."

- Don't you start now too. "Crazy ideas..." - What is it then?

It's a huge case of gigantic proportions.

Okay, look, Party Secretary Walter Blum, dead.

- Ludger Wieczorek, Stasi colonel, dead. - Mmm.

Her own grandfather, colonel-general in the Stasi, disappeared without trace.

She's working her way systematically through the really big fish.

Hmm. Yeah, well, she can't get the biggest fish.

What do you mean?

Erich Mielke's in prison.

- Freddy, you're an absolute genius. - Hmm.

Erich Mielke. Stasi Chief Erich Mielke.

That's the next victim! We have to tell Böttger.

POLICE

- How do I look? - Like shit.

Mallorca, yeah? On your own!

Mr. Böttger, I'm very sorry, but...

Let me tell you one thing, Petzold. There'll be a disciplinary investigation.

Okay, you have every right. Can I at least say what I found out?

No, you cannot. I'm not interested.

And you'll be doing office work only for quite some time!

That would seriously undermine our work because we've found out who...

No! You!

You sabotaged your work here!

You work for the Fraud Squad, because that's your job!

It'd be nice if you took it seriously.

When will you get it into your head?

What is it you don't understand, Petzold?

Okay, I quit then.

What? Are you crazy, Sven?

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah. And you'll come straight into my office

and dramatically slam your badge on the table, yeah,

like in some shitty movie, right?

Yeah!

Mmm. Shit, no, I've left it at home today.

We... Um, I... Um... I'll do it. Okay, I'll bring it in tomorrow.

And... and...

Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay.

- I just quit. - What was all that about?

And now?

What now then?

And now...

Now I'll save Erich Mielke's ass.

That's now.

What are you doing? Svenny!

Berlin.

Today, the East German police hospital declared

the former minister of State Security, retired General Erich Mielke,

fit enough to be kept in jail...

...and thus he will remain in Hohenschönhausen Prison in Berlin.

Comrade Minister?

...prosecutor is accusing him of causing damage

to the national economy and high treason due to anti-constitutional activities.

- And now, time for some music. - Er, oh... Or rather, this way round.

This is, er... a curry.

- Enjoy your lunch, Comrade Minister. - You can take it away again.

Are you sure, Comrade Minister?

FEDERAL INTELLIGENCE SERVICE

Well then, guys?

Okay, 20 marks that she'll do it.

Count me in.

There's no way she'll do it.

Make them look stupid.

Thanks very much, guys.

Ms. Geike?

- That was easily five feet. - Mmm... okay.

Well, she also practices every evening.

Ms. Geike?

Yes?

Can I help you at all?

Ah, there it is.

I just need you to tell me who you are.

I'm as blind as a bat without my lenses.

- Min Sun. - Min.

Hello.

And we agreed on Anne, right?

Hello, Anne.

So, what's up? I don't have much time.

I have horse shit on my face!

- Mm-hmm. - Hmm?

Um, I see.

"Work."

Exactly.

Horse shit.

Um, well?

The government instructed us to find the Stasi assassins,

Mielke's secret elite troop.

Yeah?

I got a phone call yesterday which might interest you.

A contact at the KGB.

Reliable?

I think so, yeah. Kleo Straub.

She spent the last three years in prison, and now she's free again.

Took care of a lot of dirty work for the Stasi.

Last job was in 1987, a murder at the Big Eden.

Victim's official cause of death was an overdose,

but my contact is sure that it was her.

- Big Eden. - It's a disco in West Berlin.

I know what the Big Eden is.

Of course.

Yeah, go look into it, will you?

- Me? - Yeah, you.

On my own?

Min, you want to be promoted?

Yeah. Of course.

Well then...

- Thanks, Anne. - Mm-hmm.

They're making a fuss about this one, Minister.

You wouldn't believe it. Yes.

You're right about that too, but I mean, they're not going to nab him overnight.

Right? Yes.

And I still think what the Comrade Minister

is accused of is just... It's ridiculous.

He's a sick man.

He should be at home.

Well, I just find it embarrassing, right?

Wait, hang on a second.

Hello. Gabi Gormen. I'm the new prison guard.

The transfer from Saxony.

Just a second, miss. I'll be right out, okay?

- Mm-hmm. - Someone's just arrived. Hang on.

No. No, no, no. I'm on the afternoon shift all week.

Yeah, yeah. I'll call you back. Yeah.

Miss?

Hello?

Where is she then?

Finally.

My legs have gone to sleep back here.

You lot are smaller than us, huh?

Mielke was meant to be next,

but it didn't quite work out like that.

Hmm?

Yeah.

You know, someone had to protect him.

You're now thinking,

"When is this scarily good-looking guy finally gonna stop bugging me?"

And I've already told you, when you're back in there behind bars.

Look...

I drew up this hit list here.

Your grandfather, Walter Blum, Ludger Wieczorek, and now Erich Mielke.

Well, you've really fucked up here.

You're really pissed.

Do you know that I'm not scared of you, not anymore?

I mean, you could have killed me in front of my own house,

you could have killed me in Mallorca, you could kill me now...

But you won't.

You like me.

Yeah.

Hmm.

Hmm.

That's my cue to get out now, hmm?

Till next time, Kleo.

Ah.

"Sven Petzold."

Ah.

Mission report, Operation Cowboy.

To Comrade Minister Erich Mielke.

Copied to Major-General Otto Straub.

On March 30th at 14:27, Comrade Ramona fired a total of six shots...

SCOUTS FOR PEACE

...at the American President Ronald Reagan, and the target was seriously injured.

On March 30th, 1981...

"...trained and qualified to be agents, carrying out

diversionary action in the area of operations."

Ronald Reagan.

"Target was taken out."

"...by people."

"Reconnaissance. Destruction. Taking possession."

Reconnaissance. Destruction. Name? Name?

Possession. Name? Ra-mo-na.

- ...striking him under the left... - Ramona!

- Reagan's wounds weren't... - Who are you?

What do you look like, Ramona?

- Uh... - I know I shouldn't be sniffing around...

Thilo, what are you doing?

I found a bunch of files in the basement. Do you know a Ramona?

Uh... yeah.

They say she was the best Scout for Peace in the GDR.

Hey, Reagan assassination attempt.

And maybe she was involved in the Barschel case too.

And when I think laterally,

Barschel dies in a hotel called "Beau-Rivage," yeah?

"Beautiful Shore."

And who had his capital deliberately built on the most beautiful river shore?

Exactly, Genghis Khan!

The cause of his death is also unexplained.

Some say it was the plague.

Others say a princess cut off his dick and, like, he bled to death.

In any case, he didn't fall off his horse.

It's not a coincidence. Where is Ramona now?

- What's she do? What's she look like? - Nobody knows what Scouts look like.

She joined the KGB.

KGB. KGB. KGB.

KGB. KGB.

She created AIDS.

You're a secret agent too.

Me?

- Nah. - I thought that...

I'm a full-time unofficial employee of the Ministry of State Security,

Main Directorate of Reconnaissance, Division 18, minister's task force.

Well, I was.

Basically, a Stasi contract killer.

Oh. Oh yeah, th... Yeah. Good.

Mmm?

You mustn't tell anyone...

...but I was brought by a UFO down to Earth.

1969.

I am bringing techno here. That's my mission.

When I'm finished, I can go back.

They'll pick me up and take me home to Sirius B, to my princess.

I'm just like you,

a contract killer for bad music.

Good.

Put that back. I'll make breakfast.

You want hard or soft-boiled eggs?

Breakfast. What time is it?

Soft.

Piotr!

I'm right here.

Ah! There they are, the heroes of the Great Patriotic Struggle,

pride of the Red Army.

What pride?

Thanks to the Soviet Army, soldiers die of hunger.

Now everyone survives as best they can.

Amen.

Have you got what I want?

Yes.

Ooh la la!

Thank you.

That's really nice too.

Oh. Hmm.

How about the boots?

Uh...

Hello.

Hey, all right?

Hey.

Are you angry because I left you a mess behind?

Sorry, I just came home quickly to get changed

then went straight to the precinct.

- They were really excited to hear what I... - I saw the bank statements.

I know it wasn't an official police mission.

Are you spying on me now or what?

I had a look at our joint account

because I wanted to see if there was enough money in it to buy our son

the very expensive shoes he wants for his birthday.

But, Jenny, may I...

What? I've recorded something. I'd like to watch it.

We're going out, yeah?

Hi, Dad.

Okay, Marky. Don't be too late.

Hmm?

Come on.

Let's go to the Fischlabor. Tonight...

- Basement or upstairs? - Upstairs. As usual.

Forget it. I'm not in the mood.

- Where then? - What about Far Out?

Far Out? No, tonight is Barefoot Night.

Is he not going out with Jerome anymore?

You know, the guy with the...

Jenny.

Jenny.

Jenny, please. Let's talk about it.

No, I don't want to talk about it when you lie to me all the time.

I don't lie to you all the time.

Okay,

listen.

It wasn't a police mission, no.

I wasn't on an official assignment in Mallorca,

but it was still work.

That's not a lie. I protect people. That's my job.

What should I have done? Just let a Stasi assassin carry on?

The more I find out about this case, the more I realise

how enormous this whole thing is.

It's huge, Jenny.

It's the biggest case of my life, do you understand?

I spoke to Frederick on the phone.

Okay, fine, so you're spying on me.

Why are we speaking about it at all if you're not interested...

Hey, you quit, right? Without discussing it with me first?

- Just like that? - No, not "just like that."

- I'm just trying to explain it to you. - It's a complete ego trip.

And you're dragging all of us, me, your son,

and your colleagues into it, yeah? Sven, relationships don't work like that.

It's totally... Okay, just forget it then.

What? What did I do? I didn't say anything at all.

No, but you sighed.

I sighed. I sigh all the time. Sometimes the whole shitting day.

But it was an irritated sigh!

For once in your life, why can't you just be proud of me?

Proud of the fact that I'm involved in a huge case

that only I spotted and none of those other assholes did.

That I'm so convinced about that I even quit my fucking job.

What I did with the money was stupid.

I'm sorry.

But I have to be allowed to decide things for myself too.

I was alone in Mallorca, yes. You can't understand that. I get that.

But you don't have to understand everything the other person does.

I don't understand a lot of things that you do either.

Yes, for example?

For example...

Um...

Your jazz dance course, for example.

Why?

You're a right fucking dickhead!

Oh, I see, for some reason that's better than sighing in irritation, right?

For little knows my royal dame

that Kleo Straub's my name.

Greetings from the Gugelhupf cake princess,

Comrade Minister.

Sven?

- Yeah? - Give me the car key.

Uh... But I need the car.

Yes, but it's mine.

But you ride your bike all the time.

Maybe today I've spontaneously decided to do something different.

That's how it works here.

I might even drive to my jazz dance class.

Seriously?

It's just four blocks.

So what? I didn't start this shit, Sven.

Jenny, that's so childish what you're doing right now. Please.

Shit. House key.

Shit.

Hey, wait. Hey, Jenny!

I can't believe you told Jenny I'd quit.

She's just worried.

Yeah, you snitching doesn't make things any better.

- I helped you too. - I'm not helping you, is that it?

I've been sitting in my car for three hours like a stupid chimp.

Yeah, but no, we... Forget... Yeah.

It's more boring here than in the archives.

What?

How long has that guy been here?

What guy?

The guy in the Lada, how long's he been here?

- How would I know? - Shit, he's got binoculars.

- Well, so have you. - Yeah, but I... I'm investigating.

He's tailing her too.

He's leaving now. He's leaving, Freddy.

Yes, but we're here because of her. What... so...

Yeah, but he was... he's... Oh shit.

Okay, follow him. Follow him. Go, go, go, go, go.

He's already around the corner. Go!

Ah!

Do you want one?

Won't the others let you play with them?

- Mmm. - Fricking kids.

Can I drive it?

No.

I'll let you have it.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

♪ Rise up and fight and fight ♪

♪ To fight is what we're born for ♪

♪ Rise up and fight and fight ♪

♪ We're ready for the fight ♪

♪ To Karl Liebknecht ♪

♪ We swore it all before him... ♪

- For the Comrade Minister. - Obviously.

♪... Rosa Luxemburg ♪

♪ We take you by the hand ♪

I'm heartbroken because I won't be able to grow up

in our German Democratic Republic,

but our Comrade Minister shouldn't feel sad.

That's why, with my mother, I baked a cake for him.

Be ready.

Always ready.

Comrade Minister?

From a Young Pioneer.

The girl knows about everything we've done

for our workers' and peasants' state, Comrade Minister.

I've already cut it up for you. I'm not allowed to bring you a knife.

I always have to check as well that there's nothing in it.

Those are the rules. You know that.

Enjoy. Enjoy it, Comrade Minister.

Mr. Mielke, can you hear me?

He's got a weak pulse. We'll probably have to ventilate him.

- Suddenly he lay motionless in his cell. - Hello? Hello?

Here, Doctor, the lab results.

Tests were already done in prison.

Quickly.

Dopamine. Carbo activatus, 100 mg. He was poisoned.

Get everything ready for a feeding tube and for an intubation.

He needs to go to intensive care right away.

Oh boy, oh boy, it looks shabby here.

Is that him?

Yeah, that's him.

What's he doing?

I think he's feeding a cat.

Why?

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty.

Miaow, miaow, miaow, miaow, miaow, miaow, miaow.

What's he doing? Is he leaving or what?

- Yeah. - Shit.

- He's coming this way. - Shit!

Hide, hide, hide.

- Has he gone? - I don't think he saw us.

Oh, thank God. Oh, thank God.

All right, this is my chance. I'm going in.

Where are you going now? Svenny!

Don't go in, don't go in, don't go in.

Shit.

NEW GERMANY

What the...

Freak.

Shit, shit, shit! Shit!

Shit, shit.

Mr. Petzold?

I haven't done anything. I haven't done anything. Ow, ow!

- I'd like to talk to you. - Okay.

Who are you?

Min Sun.

Pleased to meet you.

Intelligence?

We know you're following her.

Wh... Wh... Who?

Kleo Straub.

And you're really good.

Shit, I'm... I'm right, yeah?

She really is a Stasi assassin.

Kleo Straub was with the AGMS.

Minister's Task Force for Special Issues.

Uh-huh.

A hit squad for the Stasi.

So far, we know little about who was part of it.

I'm right, I knew it! I knew she's part of it!

She did her last assassination in 1987.

In the Big fucking Eden! It wasn't an overdose. I know that!

Don't shout.

I'm sorry.

You were a witness.

Yeah. I found the guy. And I know she's killed other people.

I just know it.

We want you to help.

Keep tabs on Kleo Straub.

Find out more.

Er... Er... You're recruiting me now for Intelligence?

You can contact me here.

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah.

I'll call as s... I...

I... I...

Mmm.

The name's Petzold. Sven Petzold.

Shit.

Ah. Fuck it.

Hooray!

Hooray.

Wake up.

Good day, Minister.

Well, it's not good, is it?

Being so powerless.

What's going on?

So small and frail. Hmm.

What am I doing here?

You were poisoned

then saved.

Well... By me, hmm?

Oh no! Oh no, Minister, not the alarm!

Not the alarm!

Minister.

I had the best training in our country with the comrades at Special Issues,

so I'm not gonna forget to switch off the alarm, hmm?

- Do we know each other? - Yeah, I think so.

I'm Kleo Straub.

Kleo?

Otto's granddaughter.

What are you doing here?

I spent my whole life serving our country, and in 1987,

I successfully eliminated the CIA chief in West Berlin at the Big Eden.

Then I was put in prison.

I want to know why.

The CIA chief in West Berlin wasn't eliminated.

He's still alive.

And I don't know why you were in prison. No idea.

So who did I kill then?

I really don't know, Kleo.

Someone else was in charge of the whole thing, not me.

And who was that?

I ought not to tell you that, Kleo.

Let me tell you something, Minister.

The thing is, if you shoot someone, there is a way to do it properly.

And I know just how to do it!

Right then.

It was my deputy,

your grandpa.

- He was a first-class agent. - Stop lying to me!

Why should I lie? I have nothing to lose.

I'm old and sick.

My life's work was dragged through the mud.

There's nothing else left!

I'm an old man.

- I've got family. - "I've got family."

I want to see my wife again. My children.

My dog.

Everything I'm telling you is the truth.

Your grandfather pulled all the strings.

I never wanted to hurt anybody.

I love all human beings.

Kleo,

I can see you've got a good heart, Kleo.

Please, Kleo.

Please.

Stop crying.

Okay.

But if I find out that you've been lying,

then you'll never see your family again.

Hmm?

Help me!

Help me! I'm being attacked!

An antisocial element!

Your grandfather pulled all the strings.

Hello, Kleo.

I'm your grandfather.

You have to be strong now.

I was following orders.

I had no choice.

I'd like you to read this.

My dear Kleo,

I've had many decisions to make in my life.

Letting you go to prison was the hardest.

Some people called for your elimination.

I was able to prevent that...

but not prison.

You eliminated an enemy in the West who had information

that could have caused our GDR and the whole world to collapse.

Thanks to you, it didn't happen.

You didn't do anything wrong.

If you should ever read these lines...

let it lie.

Otherwise, you'll never find any peace for yourself.

The former minister for State Security

in the German Democratic Republic is dead.

He was shot by an unknown person in the Oskar Ziethen Hospital,

where he had been taken after suffering acute heart failure

while in custody at Hohenschönhausen Prison.

Erich Mielke died from his injuries.

A search is underway for his attacker.

The minister, Kleo? Really?

Do you realise what that means? Huh?

Everyone's looking for you now. The whole Firm. All of them.

They've put Uwe onto you.

Andi?

I killed Grandpa.

What?

I know, I...

- Calm down. Come on. - I didn't mean to.

- Calm down. - He... he fired at me.

- What? - He wrote me a letter.

- What... What kind of letter? Hmm? - He wrote me a letter.

- What kind of letter? - I can't breathe. I can't breathe.

- Calm down. - I can't breathe. I can't breathe.

Look at me!

Come here. Come on.

Come on. Come here. Come on.

Everything'll be fine.

Remember what you learnt. Okay? Remember what you learnt.

What was in the letter, hmm?

Look at me.

What is in the letter?

It was self-defence, Kleo.

You had no other choice, and he knew that.

Did I have no choice?

My grandpa, he had a choice. Right?

Did we have a choice then, Andi?

You can't compare them, the past and the present.

You know better than anyone what happened to the people

who made the wrong choices, people we called traitors.

Why did we meet here?

Um... I thought...

I thought we hadn't been here for a long time.

- I was pregnant the last time. - I know.

I really wanted to have the child.

I failed her.

That wasn't your fault either.

And we still have each other, Kleo.

I love you.

And I'm extremely worried about you,

because there are still enough people out there

who want to defend the past at all costs.

But I can get you a passport.

The safe house in Kazakhstan still exists. You'll be safe there.

I don't want anything to happen to you. Please.

Please leave in the morning.

I'm sorry, I...

Doesn't matter.

You know that.

Shall I make you eggs in mustard sauce?

Come on. How many?

Three?

Four?

Five?

Are you a bit of a softie?

Maybe.

Maybe a little bit.

- I'll get us some eggs, yeah? - Mm-hmm.

The CIA chief in West Berlin wasn't eliminated.

He's still alive.

You eliminated an enemy in the West who had information

that could have caused our GDR and the whole world to collapse.

What are you doing?

I need to know who I killed in the Big Eden.

We need someone from the West Berlin police.

- We don't have anyone. - I do.

- And what about Kazakhstan? - Will have to wait.

Don't worry.

Comrade.

All right, Uwe?

Something nice?

Yeah, really nice.

Mielke's dead.

I thought I could convince her to leave things be, but, um...

Kleo just keeps on sniffing around.

So what's gonna happen now? She could do anything.

I know, genius.

Shall I step in?

Yeah.

Make sure she stops looking.

Hey, Andi?

What's this actually all about?

You little cunt.