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{an8}Hello.

{an8}Hello.

{an8}On holiday?

{an8}You could say that.

{an8}From Berlin?

{an8}No. Magdeburg.

Have we met before?

I don't think so. This is my first time here.

{an8}Well then, have a nice holiday.

We got her. I'll tell the comrade minister right away.

Good.

Shit!

Mike? Move the thing up. I don't want any pieces landing on me.

It can't go any higher.

And bye-bye.

- Sven? - Shoot!

- Shoot now! - Hold still!

- Stupid son of a bitch! - Shit.

Sven! Behind you!

What?

The CIA.

Uwe!

We didn't disintegrate.

I knew you'd come. You're not a good liar.

You know each other?

Okay. What do you want?

We intercepted all of Ludsch's communications.

Whenever the suitcase is mentioned, so are you, Kleo Straub.

Your name keeps coming up.

I don't know.

Just because I'm done with the Stasi,

do you really think I'd fight on your side for capitalism?

Do you think that the documents...

Your ideology is no better.

What do you want, Kleo Straub? I don't understand you.

Make my own decisions?

Stop doing what people order me to do?

Stop believing in good and evil?

Perhaps another world, where ideologies like yours don't exist.

Keep chasing me if you want.

But you'll get nothing from me. Tell that to your cowboys in Washington.

Let's go.

- How did you know where I was? - An old friend from the Russian army.

But the CIA knew too. That means...

That means there's probably an informant within Ludsch.

So your agents can be bought too?

Correct.

Hey, do you have a key or something for this?

Nope.

Kleo.

A missive for you.

Thanks.

"Missive." Dude, it's a letter. Thilo, why are you always so...

You did a great job today.

Thanks.

Looks kind of cool too.

Dear Kleo.

You were right.

You are who you are, and that's probably not for me.

I don't want a life of violence and death.

I know that there's no world without violence and death

and that I'm a coward if I put my head in the sand.

But not everyone can be brave.

As brave as you.

People like me, who just want to live a happy life,

probably need people like you who fight for that happiness.

The last thing I want is for you to become vulnerable because of me.

And even if our lives aren't compatible,

I want you to know you're just fine the way you are.

I'm glad we saw each other again,

and I hope you find the happiness you're looking for.

Forever yours, Holger.

Are you sad?

Yes.

Yes, maybe a little.

Me too.

Why?

I always thought emptiness is just nothing.

But that's not true.

Can something that hurts be nothing?

Ciana?

I thought we were meant for each other.

Two people from the same star, forever, you know?

Now there's nothing left.

Just this big, painful emptiness.

Best to be on your own. It hurts less that way.

Yeah. If you don't have anyone, you can't lose anyone.

But that would mean

you'd have to be on your own forever.

Kleo, that would mean that humans aren't social beings.

That this is a planet full of egotists without connection,

without love and without friendship.

- Yes. - That's not how it is.

You're my friend, Kleo.

I feel it in here.

Yeah. And you're my friend, Thilo.

Exactly.

Humans need to believe in love.

And if we get hurt, we can heal again, Kleo.

Say something.

- You could be right. - Yeah.

- Yes. No... - No, I am.

Yes!

You can't leave your friends hanging.

Or the ones you love. Or your hopes and dreams.

It's cosmic law.

What's your plan now?

I need to go see Dopi. Love must survive, Kleo.

Merry Christmas, Kleo.

Dad?

Are you okay?

Hey, Kleo. Are we going to do something about this?

Kleo, wait. Kleo!

Talk to me, okay? Please. I see you're in your modus operandi.

That's totally fine, but communication. Come on.

I got this doll's house for Christmas.

Okay. That's a nice Christmas present.

And?

Merry Christmas, Kleo.

- Who are you? - We've known each other for a long time.

I brought you a present.

Take a look.

The target's name is Karl-Friedrich Konrad.

He leads a Nazi combat unit in the Federal Republic.

A secret meeting will be arranged for the two of you.

You'll find all the information about the operation in here.

Thanks.

Is that all?

Not quite.

- What's this? - Open it.

European Figure Skating Championships in Copenhagen?

That's in a non-socialist country.

If you take them now, that's a promise that you'll return safely.

Is that an instruction?

It's an order.

Okay, then I'll try my best.

And if I do come back safe and sound?

Then we'll both cheer on our Kati in Copenhagen.

This...

is perhaps anything but professional, but...

- All right. All the best, comrade. - Comrade.

Comrade Zhukov?

Hello.

"Allow me to report! Top secret."

"Operation Ludsch, drawn up by Colonel General Otto Straub."

Holger, stop it. What if Grandpa hears you?

Then he shouldn't leave this lying around.

"Objective. The preservation of military and administrative structures..."

- Stop it! - "...in the case of a collapse."

- Give it to me! - What do I get in return?

- A slap in the face. - A slap? That's not enough.

A fried egg?

A fried egg.

I want a kiss from you, comrade.

All right.

Kleo, out you get.

Let's dry you off quickly.

Is Daddy back?

I already told you, darling. Daddy's not coming back.

But I only just saw him.

His car broke down.

On the motorway.

He veered off the road. The doctors got there very quickly.

But there was nothing they could do for him.

Why are you here, Nikolai? Did Otto send you?

Just bringing presents.

I never want to see you here again. Never!

You can't stop me bringing presents.

You can shove your presents up your arse.

She's right. Get out of here. Stop interfering in our lives.

Don't you talk to me about interfering!

What's wrong?

- Sven, we need to go see my mother. - Okay, slowly. Where are you now?

My father didn't die in a car accident. He was shot.

By that Nikolai Zhukov from the KGB.

That Nikolai has been following me this whole time.

He was here and gave me back the seahorse necklace

he tore off me after he shot my father.

And my mother knows him. Get it?

Okay, I... So we're going to see your mother.

- We can't. We don't know where she is. - And how do we find her?

- Only Aunt Margot knows. - Because?

Because Pyotr said Margot is involved with Ludsch.

- Okay. - And Ludsch is made up of Stasi members.

The Firm had almost 200,000 informants. Nobody can hide from them for long.

- No. - And Ludsch can activate them at any time.

- Who knows all this? - Margot Honecker.

- Right. - Perfect.

All right. I'm not sure I understood all of it, but let's go.

Can we do something about this? It's really starting to...

What are you doing? No. Kleo, stop it. Don't...

Surely you have a saw because we're not doing it like this.

- Stop it. - Keep still.

It's just... Okay.

- I trust you. - Go on.

Come on.

Freedom!

Dopi, hey.

I changed my mind. I'm in.

Were you gonna leave me on my own?

Sure thing. Ciana is not a princess. It tore the needle off my record.

Sure, man.

But if the record's still turning, you can put the needle back on.

And your heart can dance.

- Wow. - Yeah.

Love and music.

- That's the mission! - Your mission.

No, Dopi.

Our mission.

Wow.

Thilo, your heart is dancing.

In sync with yours.

Awesome.

Listen.

Our signature track. Straight from Sirius B.

Cool, huh?

That is so cool!

Idiot! I should've seen this coming.

I knew it. Idiot!

Pull yourself together now, Uwe!

- We're this close to making history. - Yes, and I failed!

That's nonsense!

Germany will be reunited within the Soviet Empire,

and you'll be part of that victory over capitalism.

I let the enemy have her, comrade. That's reason to demote me.

Kleo will never work with the Americans. We now know where her mother is staying.

- We'll grab her. Kleo will do what we say. - I won't be demoted?

- Nonsense! Why should you be demoted? - Well...

- Because I... - Uwe!

The organisation needs you.

And I need you.

Really?

Yes, of course.

You're the most loyal and important man I have.

Is that true?

Yes!

Uwe!

What?

Did you just try to...

What are you laughing at? I was serious. I thought...

Yeah, you'd better stop thinking.

Don't laugh at me.

Erich! Do you know what this gnome just tried to do?

Don't laugh at me. I've devoted my whole life to the service of socialism.

Yes. Maybe we relied on the wrong people.

Erich! He tried to kiss me!

Don't laugh at me, you cunt!

Cunt!

Margot?

Did you say something?

- Shit. Wait, Kleo. No. - What?

You can't walk into the Honeckers' with a Kalashnikov!

- Why not? - Seriously?

If anything goes wrong, and you go into killer mode,

the whole world will be after us.

- They already are. - Okay. Touché.

But can't we try, just once, to not escalate things, please?

Okay. The other one would've made more of an impression.

Aunt Margot?

Fucking hell!

Fuck.

Erich Honecker is dead?

Shit. Kleo, is he...

This is serious shit. Let's get out of here. Now. Please.

- Fuck! - Hide.

What? Where? Fuck!

Comrade minister?

Hello?

Shit.

Hello?

Is anyone here?

Jutta.

Kleo.

What did you do?

Nothing. They were dead when I got here.

And I'm supposed to believe you?

You want the pact and thought Margot had it.

Put that thing down.

Let's talk, Jutta. Like you wanted to in The Function Room.

No, I'm gonna report that you killed the comrade minister

and the Comrade Chairman of the State Council.

Who to?

The police? And what are you going to tell them?

"Hello, this is Jutta from Ludsch."

"We were planning a coup, but something stupid got in our way."

I'm not stupid!

Put that thing down, or I'll pull the trigger.

Enough! Stop! Please, no. No one pulls any triggers here, okay?

What do you want?

I want you to put the gun down and you to stop provoking her.

And I want us to talk to each other like civilised human beings.

Jutta, put the gun down.

I can confirm that they were both dead when we got here.

- Yeah, sure. That's what I'd say too. - Okay.

I'm a special agent from the CIA.

Put the gun down.

The CIA? No, you're not.

- Sure, I am. - You're not.

How do you know that?

Just a moment, no...

You can't know that I don't work for the CIA, unless...

She's working for the CIA!

Fuck! She's the informant. She told them where Uwe was hiding.

Well, Jutta.

What will your Ludsch comrades say when they learn who else is paying you?

No, Kleo. No way.

Please.

Jutta, to be quite honest, double agents are not cool.

I mean, what happened here? Margot was onto you.

- So you just shot her and him too. Yeah? - What?

- You're in real shit now. - Knee-deep in shit.

No. You can't do this, Kleo. Please.

Everything I told you is true.

When I learned they wanted to set a trap for you,

I told the CIA right away to protect you.

No, Jutta, the Americans pay you. That's why.

- Where is my mother? - Can we...

I... What?

- I'm sure you know where she is. Well? - Why should I know that?

You have all the operational details concerning me.

- Damn it, Jutta, I know how it works! - I can't tell you.

Then I'm afraid I'll have to report to the KGB.

Tell them there's a double agent in Ludsch and what she's been up to.

Stop! Wait.

All right.

You know Lake Krewitz?

There's an old dacha there. Your mother's hiding there.

- You know the place? - Yeah. Come on.

But...

- You can't just leave. - Yes, we can.

What about this?

You'll think of something. You're not stupid.

But...

Comrade minister?

Hello?

Anyone here?

Traitor cunt.

Yes.

Comrade Zhukov. A call from Baikonur.

Give me the phone.

Give it to me.

Hello.

I wanted to wish you luck.

Your whole country, really,

we are all very proud of you.

A bright future lies ahead of you.

Thank you.

You will bring Soviet fame and honour to outer space.

I already knew it when you decided to join Roskosmos.

The greatness of our nation is also reflected in science.

It's an honour.

No, the honour is mine, comrade cosmonaut.

To a safe and triumphant return.

I need you by my side after this.

Thank you. You can rely on me.

Comrade minister.

Yes?

Hello?

Yes, who is this?

Who's this?

- Comrade Zhukov? - Yes.

Who is this?

Comrade Uwe Mittig.

Comrade Honecker's adjutant.

Put Comrade Honecker on right away.

I can't do that, comrade.

Comrade Honecker...

is dead.

The Comrade Chairman of the State Council as well.

Executed.

By...

By a cowardly traitor.

Why don't you have things under control in Berlin?

Well,

I think we have...

Comrade Honecker promised me

she had everything under control. And what do I find?

You have nothing under control!

Why haven't I received the damn pact yet?

If the Americans get their hands on it,

we'll all be done for.

I wasn't responsible for the documents. All I know is...

What exactly happened?

Well, I was hiding in the bathroom and heard everything very clearly.

Kleo Straub was here.

She shot Comrade Honecker

and the Comrade Chairman of the State Council without warning.

Then Comrade Jutta Zielinski turned up here.

She's been working as an informant for the CIA

and told Kleo where her mother is staying.

Then Kleo executed her as well.

It's a fucking mess.

I couldn't prevent it.

You have to believe me, comrade.

- Where her mother is staying? - Yes, sir.

On Lake Krewitz. Kleo's on her way now.

- Are you sure? - Well, of course.

Comrade?

Damn.

Comrade Zhukov?

Call to arms to Star of Peace 65.

Operation "From Russia with Love".

Star 65 is in combat mode.

Target coordinates,

53.28

98

53

comma

13.54

50

18.

Requesting final confirmation of the command.

Physical annihilation.

Understood.

Two unknown people are approaching the target.

Understood.

Operation "From Russia with Love"

is a green light.

Attack

at your own discretion.

Understood.

- That one? - Yeah.

So that was your hut?

We always came here on holiday. With Dad.

- Wait here, please, Sven. - Sure.

You shouldn't be here.

It wasn't a car accident.

Dad was murdered by the KGB on Christmas. By Nikolai Zhukov. Isn't that right?

- How do you... - Why did you lie?

Talk!

Does Operation Ludsch mean anything to you?

Yes. It's a plan drawn up by Grandpa.

Not just him.

Otto created Ludsch together with Nikolai Zhukov.

He was the KGB officer in charge of the GDR back then.

After Nikolai shot Fabian, Otto covered for him.

Maybe to have something on him.

The Stasi made it look like Fabian was killed during an illegal border crossing.

Two days after Fabian was shot,

you suddenly asked when Daddy would return.

I realised you'd suppressed it all.

Despite it happening right before your eyes.

I didn't want you to think Fabian had abandoned us.

He would've never done that.

That's why I made up this story.

To protect you.

Nikolai will do everything he can to get the Reagan-Honecker pact.

If he hasn't already got it.

But why did he kill him?

And why am I the only one who can get the pact?

Why won't the CIA just do it?

Because they can't just march into the KGB and take these documents.

But you could.

Because the current KGB chief killed my father and owes me something?

Nikolai didn't kill your father, Kleo.

Nikolai is your father.

Kleo!

Kleo!

Kleo!

Target eliminated.

Unknown people survived.

What now?

Now we go to Moscow.

Yes.

Comrade Zhukov.

I think you've been impatiently waiting for this.

Indeed. Finally.

Where did you get it?

That doesn't matter.

- What do you want? - A favour.

And in return, you get the pact.

A favour?

It would be an honour and a great satisfaction

if you permitted me to kill Kleo.

Subtitle translation by: Kristopher Brame, Diana Renker