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THIS IS A TRUE STORY.

NONE OF THIS REALLY HAPPENED.

Elephants are killed for ivory, birds for feathers,

and you for a briefcase.

Mum?

Kleo.

What are you doing here?

I brought you some doughnuts.

With filling.

You used to really like them.

What's going on?

First, you turn me away, and now you bring me doughnuts?

Let me come in, please.

It's important.

Here.

Did you listen to the news today?

What the hell is this? The news? Is that why you showed up?

I'm so sorry. What I did yesterday was wrong.

When you suddenly showed up out of the blue, it was

a real surprise.

I had visitors.

I made a lot of mistakes.

But it wasn't all my fault.

Kleo, I missed you.

I wanted you to know that.

Mum?

I know you can't speak freely right now, but when can we talk?

I'm being threatened.

I need to go away for a while. You know what to do.

Bye, darling.

And enjoy the doughnuts!

Yes!

There were two fatalities,

both members of the US diplomatic mission in West Berlin.

The police are not ruling out

a political link to pending German reunification.

The federal public prosecutor's office is investigating

and is in close contact with US authorities.

"Destroy the suitcase."

How do you know about the suitcase?

Mr Reisser.

Why are you here? No more Reconnaissance for you?

No, the Firm doesn't need me any more. It's all shut down.

Okay.

Yeah.

It's nice to see you.

You can't be serious.

Freddy?

Why are you here?

- Is Jenny here? - No, she isn't.

And shut up, man. What's wrong? There are families here.

I don't give a fuck.

I came here because I need your help, and you betrayed me, you bastard.

- Why's my car here? - It's Jenny's.

Right, how's that...

I'm gone for three minutes, and you take my woman and my car?

You took up with the Stasi assassin!

- Me? - Yes.

- I was on a mission to save the world. - You're feeling sorry for yourself again.

You ever wonder how Jenny felt about you running off with a Stasi chick?

Did you ever think about how I felt about my best friend ending up

in the sack with my girlfriend?

You were gone.

I was comforting her.

I'm tempted to smack you.

- What? - Yeah.

Go ahead.

What are you doing?

You ever...

What are you doing?

Seriously?

Hey, Jenny.

- Sorry. - What are you doing here?

Jenny,

we need to talk.

- I know... - Get to the point.

I think we can all agree that we both messed up equally. Right?

Well, because... And you...

I know I could have communicated better.

You didn't have to sleep with my friend. Mistakes were made.

- Feelings were hurt on both sides, okay? - What do you want?

I want to come home.

Please.

No, Sven. One day, maybe, but not now.

But Jenny, I can sleep in the basement or in the garage or whatever.

It doesn't matter. I just need to sleep somewhere. Please.

Jenny. Please!

Give me the car keys at least.

You can crash at my place.

Well, on the couch.

- Seriously? - Yeah.

Can I take a shower too?

Oh, dear!

Look at what can happen, Asta sweetie.

Dreadful.

Come on.

Awful.

Asta, drop it!

Give me that.

- What did you find there? - What a lovely dog!

Standard poodle, right?

Asta, the woman knows her stuff.

Asta, a girl!

Very good. Better than a boy, always humping everything.

Humping? No.

You're Stasi. I can tell by your cheap disguise.

And this woman here, Asta, is CIA. I can tell by her stupid sunglasses.

- You have anything to do with this? - The Stasi is officially disbanded.

And unofficially?

I just happened to be passing by. Asta had to pee.

Your Asta is a boy, by the way.

At least, he's got pretty big balls dangling between his legs.

Well, I never!

How do we get out of this awkward situation?

That's how.

I made someone a promise.

Okay. Was that it?

Hey. I just wanted to introduce myself.

Rose Carmichael.

Okay. Well, you just did.

Come on, Asta.

How's your mother, by the way?

Good.

Then make sure it stays that way.

So many awful things are happening right now.

Definitely.

I'll see you around.

We're not blind, you know.

I'm sorry, by the way.

The whole Jenny thing.

I've acted like a total arsehole these past few months.

The thing is, I have no right to be jealous of anyone, and...

Let's not talk about it ever again, okay?

Okay.

Want a hug?

Okay.

So what are your plans? I mean work-wise.

I still have my contacts at the BND.

By the way, take a look.

Min Sun, isn't she the BND lady you work with?

"Min Sun, Hotel Tegel"? Where did you get this?

Homicide recovered it from the American who blew up.

- What? - Didn't you hear about it?

- The assassination at the Olympic Stadium? - No.

No?

I made a copy because I thought that if your BND chick was involved,

it might be related to the suitcase.

Freddy?

This is definitely related to the suitcase.

Thanks, man.

- What are you gonna do now? - Now I need some pants.

Then I'm off to the Hotel Tegel to pay the BND chick a visit.

Mum?

Soapy Heads?

"If you only wash legs, tummy and hands,

your hair will still be full of sand."

"Klaus, knowing the soap will sting, let's out a cry, tears in his eye."

"Monika says, 'Wash my head.'

'I promise, no fussing and no dread.'"

"If you use all your fingers to make foam, then you'll look like Grandma Baum."

"When Monika's in the water, gently lying, it feels to her as if she's..."

"...flying."

Thilo.

Princess?

- Are we on... - Sirius B?

No.

Your mission isn't over yet.

Oh. Well...

You have to go back to Earth.

All right.

Welcome back.

Where's...

- What? - The UFO?

It's gone.

Hello. Excuse me?

I'm looking for a guest, Ms Min Sun? She's about one...

- What's going on today? - What do you mean?

A million people asked for her today.

- And her room number, can you... - 105.

I don't think you should've told me that, but...

Go! Now!

All right.

Oh, sorry. Excuse me. Excuse me, please.

Dude.

Yes?

Excuse me, I was looking for...

Min Sun?

Yes.

Sit down.

- Excuse me, where exactly is Ms Min Sun? - She left.

What does that mean?

We deactivated her.

And "deactivated" means...

Shit, that's... That's her?

Okay, slow down. Who are you?

CIA.

I'm glad you came.

We were going to pay you a visit anyway.

Me?

Wait. Why was Min Sun...

Ms Sun offered to sell us something

that unfortunately was lost shortly thereafter.

The suitcase.

Wait, the suitcase is gone?

- You know what's in it is important. - Yes.

And that we can't allow anyone to get up to any mischief with it.

Definitely not.

We don't like being blackmailed.

Who does?

Then you also know that you have to cooperate.

I have to...

Do I?

Okay. And what exactly would my cooperation entail?

Kleo Straub.

Oh no.

Only Ms Straub can lead us to the suitcase,

and only she is capable of getting it back.

Why only her?

You'll regain her trust

and inform us of every step she takes.

I can't do that.

Listen, I've already made the mistake

of cooperating with the BND behind Kleo's back.

I won't do it again.

Pity. I thought we could come to an agreement.

But I want to work with you.

We can find something that's in our mutual interest.

I'm highly qualified. I'm unemployed right now...

Okay.

That's my cue to leave?

All right.

Goodbye,

Sven Petzold.

Goodbye.

Where is that?

Kleo.

Thilo?

Aren't you on...

Sirius B? I was.

But my mission isn't over yet.

She told me.

Princess Ciana from Sirius B.

Nice to meet you.

Hey, got anything to eat here? I'm crazy hungry after the journey.

Getting into the UFO was insane.

Like a vacuum pulling you in, and then, "plop".

But I can't remember the flight at all.

May have to do with the brain.

From travelling faster than the speed of light.

You know it screws up your head.

And you're from Sirius B?

Did he say that?

Then yes, I am.

- And what's it like there? - Great.

Can Ciana stay with us? She has no home here.

- You two can sleep in Otto's room. - That's her grandpa, but he's dead.

And he has awesome clothes. Come on, I'll show you.

Yeah, right. Sirius B, is it?

Sure.

On your marks, get set, go.

...23, 24, 25, 26, 27.

How long was it?

A new record!

Yes! Daddy!

I set a new underwater record.

Yeah? That's great, darling!

When I grow up, I want to be an underwater explorer.

Really?

That's why I've got a very special diving medal for you.

For my little explorer.

- Hey, Kleo. How's things? - Good morning, Thilo.

Sleep well?

I had a strange dream.

Really? About what?

I was still a child, quite young, and I was in the bath.

And suddenly, my father was right there.

Crazy.

- I haven't thought about Dad for ages. - Where is he anyway?

He died in a car accident.

I was really little at the time. I have no idea how old I was.

I can hardly remember anything from my childhood.

It's just gone.

I know. It's because of trauma.

Take this. It'll help.

Sugar?

No, LSD.

Lysergic acid diethylamide.

Thilo?

I think it's all because my mother showed up,

and she knows about the suitcase.

The red one, huh? And so do you.

Yes, but Mum has been living in the West for 20 years.

She can't know about the suitcase.

Unless the suitcase is connected to our past.

You have to find out how.

Exactly.

I have to go see Aunt Margot.

If anyone knows about Mum and the suitcase, it's her.

Or you.

Nikolai.

Rose.

You're not in Moscow.

You're here in East Berlin.

The borders are open. It makes everything easier.

Did you happen to come across a red suitcase?

Did you lose one?

If I happen to come across one...

then...

Does Moscow know you're doing your own thing here?

What kind of thing do you mean?

The winds have changed in Moscow, Nikolai.

They don't want any trouble with us.

Moscow...

You mean Comrade General Secretary Gorbachev?

General Secretaries come and go.

Suit yourself.

See you around, Nikolai.

{an8}KGB HEADQUARTERS MOSCOW

Yes, I'm listening.

Olga!

- Rose Carmichael here. - Rose!

What a surprise.

- I'm in Berlin. - Berlin?

We have a bit of a mess over here.

Nikolai Zhukov.

Who?

Come on, Olga. You know him.

Your man in Dresden.

That Nikolai.

Have you lost control of your people?

He's not sticking to the rules.

Both our nations can't afford to jeopardize reunification.

Rose, I need to go.

Thanks for calling, okay?

Thanks.

Always a pleasure.

- Yes? - Hi. Listen.

- Yes. - We have a problem.

Nikolai.

Yes.

We'll have to eliminate him.

Uwe?

You're dead.

Yes, I was over there on the other side.

You know who was waiting for me there?

Comrade Lenin.

And do you know what he did? He held his hands out. About like this.

Then he said, "Uwe, you can turn the tide."

But then I woke up,

out there in Hohenschönhausen where you dumped me.

You and your Westerner owe me a kidney, comrade.

Kleo!

Aunt Margot.

What are you doing here?

I want to talk about where the suitcase is.

That's a question for your man.

Screwed you over, huh?

That's what they're like in the West. They fuck you, then ditch you.

Uwe!

Coffee, Kleo?

I only have the one with the loo paper. No idea where the real one is.

At first, I figured the Americans probably had it.

Until I read this.

CAR EXPLODES AT STADIUM: TWO DEAD

I know just as much as you.

Why don't I believe you?

Why don't you get that we're on the same side?

Are we?

Right now, the Federal Republic is negotiating

the end of our GDR with the Western powers.

Even our Soviet comrades are stabbing us in the back.

Oh, really?

The suitcase is our only way to save what we built.

You really don't know where it is?

But you surely know what it has to do with my mum.

Your mother?

She disappeared.

Someone's threatening her, and they planted this at my place.

Soviet, right?

There are other forces interested in you, forces you shouldn't mess with.

Kleo, let's work together.

Not a chance in hell.

I prefer to work for myself now.

All right, then.

May I?

Goodbye, Aunt Margot.

Cunt.

The dead American, who actually whacked her?

I have my suspicions as to who it might have been, Otto.

No, the comrade colonel general is dead.

It's not as simple as that, Uwe.

Uwe, I'm glad I've got you.

Oh, yeah?

Uwe?

I need you. You hear me?

Always ready, Comrade Minister.

Grandpa?

What are you dragging me into? If Böttger knew I was smuggling files out...

I know.

Thanks.

And this is for you.

Thanks a lot.

Thanks.

It's ice-cold.

Well, if you take that long...

Is this it?

- If you don't like it, do it yourself. - Yeah, I'm trying.

- This isn't much. - Sorry.

REPORT FORENSICS

"Explosive residue. Semtex without markers."

Interesting. We might be onto something. Fuck, yeah!

What is it?

I need to talk to an explosives expert.

Thanks. See you at home.

Did I say you could bring someone? Who's this?

He's a comrade from the 25th Tank Brigade.

I'm Pyotr. Hello.

Wait, I know you.

You had something going on with Kleo.

Purely business.

But she doesn't pay well.

Is that right?

Just look at what he has first.

All right.

That's really cool.

- What do you need them for? - Stop asking questions, Mike.

Fantastic.

Comrade. Now get out. I've got things to do.

Thanks.

Are you gonna help?

Get your hands off that one!

Mike? Come here.

I might need you again soon. You understand?

Wet jobs.

I've been promoted.

- Promoted? - Reporting to the comrade minister.

She thinks I'm a big man. If you know what I mean.

No.

Well, there...

There's like a sexual vibe.

DESTROY THE SUITCASE

Goddammit!

Sven? What are you doing here?

Seriously? You throw a goddamn hand grenade at me,

and you ask me what I'm doing here?

Quit whining. It was just a fucking stun grenade.

Shit!

- My poor spirea, man! - Your poor spirea?

You're totally nuts. The thing blew up right beside me.

If I lose my hearing, Kleo...

If you don't want worse to happen, you'd better go now.

Kleo, wait, please.

Are you hard of hearing?

Actually, yeah, because of that thing.

Okay. Wait. Can we talk?

No.

Okay, I get it. You feel like I screwed you over.

I get it.

I feel like I've been shot at and attacked with hand grenades.

We're even, right? Okay.

Kleo, wait, please wait.

Give me a minute, please. I'm sorry.

An American woman was blown up at the Olympic Stadium.

I think it may have something to do with our suitcase.

And...

Here are the police files.

Everything you need to know is in here.

What do you say to us working on this as a team again?

You tell me what you know. I'll give you these.

Because I think we worked quite well together.

Outside of work too, I thought...

Were you really gonna shoot me with that?

Yes.

Okay.

I know I screwed up.

I know you no longer trust me.

But the CIA came to see me.

They offered me a job. In return, I'd have to betray you.

I told them, "No, I won't do that."

Because I learnt my lesson.

Okay?

And the CIA told me that you were the only person

who can get the red suitcase.

Why me?

That

is one of the many puzzles

we'll be able to solve together as a team.

Give me another chance.

Please.

Yum.

It's cherry wine from Werder.

Okay, sorry for asking, but please tell me there's no poison in it.

No. Worst case, it'll give you a headache.

So, what does it say?

Well, the explosives used to blow up the car

were Semtex without markers.

You basically can't get Semtex without markers, except...

- From the Stasi. - Exactly.

So I'm guessing that the Stasi had a spy among the Americans

who blew the car up and snagged the suitcase.

Therefore, we just have to find out who the spy is,

and we have the suitcase.

Okay, my first thought,

Margot Honecker.

No, Aunt Margot isn't involved.

No?

Too bad.

The files with the names of Reconnaissance agents were destroyed?

That leaves...

your grandpa.

Wasn't he responsible for agents in the West?

Is it possible you know someone

who knows someone who might know something?

Yeah. I do know someone, actually.

Really?

You see?

How cool is it to work together on a scale from one to Sven?

You can go now.

We said we'd work together.

You said that.

I just said, "Tell me what's in the files."

And you did that, so you can go now.

Seriously? That...

No, that's totally unfair of you to...

Okay. Put that thing down. I'm going.

But only because I want to.

- Can I have the files, please? - No.

For real, screwing you over and all that, but if I ever...

This is so damn unfair of you!

Unfair!

You stupid...

cow.

REPORT FORENSICS

Damn it, Sven!

What...

What a cold welcome.

Who are you?

We met once before.

I don't remember.

Why don't you put the gun down?

Then, we can have a chat.

No.

Pull the trigger, then.

Pull the trigger.

Pull it.

Pull the trigger.

You can't?

Strange.

You're a trained agent,

yet you aren't able to eliminate a threat?

The truth is,

you don't know why you can't shoot.

That frightens you.

Doesn't it?

Kleo.

We're both looking for the same thing.

I came here to advise you to stop looking.

Why should I?

This belongs to you.

This is your last warning.

Subtitle translation by: Kristopher Brame, Diana Renker