01x03 - Belarus

[bunniefuu]

[tense, uneasy music playing]

Sorry the ride was so bumpy,
but we had no other choice.

-[Katya] Gregor.
-[Gregor] Come on.

Welcome. Have a seat.

What's going on?

We're going shopping
and picking up a parcel.

-What do we get? Cupboards are stocked.
-Yeah, well, he wanted us out.

f*ck.

[engine turns over]

Tomorrow, we'll finally be in Berlin.

All three of us.

It's time to celebrate.

Not until we're in Berlin, it isn't.

To Katya's future

and to your baby.

And to the journey west
for our brand-new life.

Yes. That too.

Flying? We never talked about that.

How else do you want
to get back to Moscow?

Katya and the baby are in very good hands.

[suspenseful music building]

And me?

From now on you're working for me.

This was a mistake. Let's go.

Where?

Sasha will hunt you down.
The entire GRU will be on your a*s.

He has a g*n.

On his ankle.

What did he promise you?

Give him the g*n.

[distressing music escalating]

[music trails off]

[Katya gasps]

Ah, ah. Wait!

[Gregor screaming]

-[Katya] No! Stop it, Josef! Don't!
-[Koleev] This is your fault!

-Stop it, please!
-This is on you!

Josef, get off of me!

-[Koleev] Sit down! Now!
-[Katya] Please, stop! Let me go!

Stop, Josef! Don't hurt my little girl!

Please, leave us alone!

I would've done anything for you!

[Katya wailing]

I'm begging you.

-Please, it's your child!
-Let's celebrate.

-First, she'll die!
-Please, don't.

And you'll watch. You hear that, Gregor?

No! Please!

-[Koleev] Drink!
-I won't do it!

Drink. Drink! Drink!

Drink it!

That's it.

[Gregor's moan echoing]

[footsteps approaching]

[Koleev] Hello, Gregor.

Time to celebrate.

You like this one, right?

Ooh!

You're going to die today.

But you get to choose
how slow and how painful it will be.

How do you make that decision,
you ask me? Cooperation.

Now.

How is it possible
my daughter's still breathing?

One of the agents was a…

Doctor.

He intervened

and saved your child.

And Katya?

Hmm. No.

Not Katya.

You succeeded there. Katya's dead.

[Koleev clears throat]

She got what she deserved in the end.

Now, these two agents just kidnapped
my child and raised it as their own?

Yeah.

Hmm.

What's my daughter's name?

I don't know.

They specialize in creating new identities
for people and themselves.

I have no idea
who they are these days, or…

What life they created for your daughter.

What were their names back then?

Gimme all their information,

or I'll cut you open from your eyes
right down to your ba*ls.

Then I'll leave you
to bleed out like a f*cking pig.

[menacing music playing]

Karl Brehme.

And, uh…

Helena Kohn.

Starfish, I need the files on Helena Kohn
and Karl Brehme, immediately.

I want to know everything.

Where they eat, where they sleep,
where they sh*t. All of it.

[foreboding music playing]

[engine turning over in distance]

[phone buzzing]

[agent] You were right. Black seat Ibiza,
right behind you. I'm on your tail.

[Auken] Okay, let's go.

sh*t.

[phone buzzing]

[agent] sh*t!

-Yeah?
-[Simon] Why'd you hang up?

I'm a little busy here.

Thought we were gonna shadow
Koleev's intermediary...

You were still asleep, so I left.

And after last night,

I honestly didn't feel like
sitting in a car with you.

Okay. Fair enough.

[suspenseful music playing]

[Simon] How's going solo treating you?

Well, okay.

Has he spotted you?

Yes, and his team also clued in.

I'm on my way. Send me your location.

[Meret] Okay.

[Simon] Think you can shake them?

[Meret] If there was just one, maybe.

Head south. I'll come towards you.

[suspenseful music intensifying]

f*ck.

[Simon] What is it?

[Meret] Dead end.

Okay, head out of town, onto the highway.

Turn left.

-Where are you?
-Nearly there.

[music trails off]

Hey, you wonderful man!

Get rid of the guy tailing you,
then the rental car.

I'll pick you up in the garage
at the edge of town.

Okay.

[faint, high-pitched ringing]

-Oh, f*ck. sh*t.
-[Meret] Simon?

Simon? Hey!

It's okay, I'm fine.

I just pinched a nerve.
Turned my neck a bit too fast. I'm okay.

Everything's totally fine.

I'll meet you at the parking garage,
as discussed.

[Meret] Evacuation in three, okay?

[Simon] I'll be right there.

[tense music playing]

[Simon] I'm here. Head on up to three.

[tires screeching in distance]

-You said you didn't know him?
-Yup.

He just waved at you.

Yeah, weird guy.

Mm-hmm.

Maybe he's trying to get in my head.

And was he successful?

[quiet, contemplative music playing]

Are you okay?

Have you heard anything from Gregor yet?

How did you find the safe house?

It really wasn't that hard to find.

I just pieced together the info I had.
Year, location, players.

And why would you go there alone?

I think the right question is,
how did those hitmen get there before me?

Someone ratted him out.

And the only person
who knew the location was Ben.

What are you doing?

Why did he want us to wait until morning
to go to him? It makes no sense.

Julika, that's a serious accusation.

It's still a possibility.

I still don't understand
why you went there by yourself.

Now there's theories circulating that...

Is this a debrief or a coaching session?

I also have a theory I'd like to table.

You went off alone
because it disobeyed my orders.

I had a gut feeling
that it couldn't wait till morning,

and as it turns out, I was right.

Right? Your actions most likely
escalated this whole thing.

If we'd listened to you,
we wouldn't have any idea

that Gregor was kidnapped
or who might've taken him!

Europol's been informed.

Facial recognition's in place,
as is voice recognition on public calls.

We must find Gregor.

Should we go to the press? To the media?

We'll give it 24 hours.

So, who the hell are we dealing with here?

Maite Olsen, 32, formerly Forsvaret,

Norwegian armed forces,
Special Operations.

Europol has her biometrics.

We're combing through a list of security
companies that could've hired her.

You said Jonas Auken was at the location
where they found Mark Sinclair?

Yeah, correct.

Then, get going.

[tense, staccato music pulsing]

This could be nothing,
but I want to be sure.

Jonas Auken was spotted in a car chase
through the city this morning.

I'll check what the cameras pick up.

Maybe we'll have something
to put pressure on him.

Then we can ask him questions.

And what exactly
are you planning on asking him?

If he ever hires hitmen to k*ll agents?

Potentially, yeah.

And what his connection to Koleev is.

Okay, but we look
at that camera footage together.

[Ben] Who's that?

[Julika] That's Helena Kohn.

She used to work with Gregor.

According to her file,
she's been dead for well over a decade.

Her fingerprint was found
in Mark Sinclair's stomach.

This is the first I'm hearing of this?

Alice put all this on your desk.

But knowing her,
it may've gotten lost in the shuffle.

You two need to show me some respect.

This woman's one of the few people
who can tell us what happened in Belarus.

I wanna know who the hell she is,

where she lives,
and what she ate this morning!

[elevator gears whirring]

[suspenseful music playing]

[whirring halts]

PICTURE SENT

Hey!

Koleev!

Koleev!

Your daughter!

[phone beeps]

[Koleev] Surprised?

Not really.

[woman] He logged out.

Sooner or later,

he'll tell us everything.

They all do eventually.

So, how about you tell me how I can
get in touch with your little pickpocket?

Hmm?

You're wondering how I know about that?

About how she tried to steal from you
back when she'd just fled to the West?

Maybe the secret password is
your little nickname for her, hmm?

"Sparrow Hawk." Hmm?

Ah.

You have a mole, don't you?

You have a mole inside the BND.

Maybe I succeeded in doing
what you could never get done.

And when I'm back,
you'll give me the password.

[Meret] Simon, I called the hospital.

Your doctor has an appointment for you,
but we have to leave right now.

Look, I'm busy now.

You think I'm stupid? A pinched nerve?

We're going to the hospital

and scheduling the surgery
to deal with your aneurysm now.

Okay, not a word. Or I'll k*ll you.

Before Simon can fire you.

I… I don't get it.

What the hell are you even thinking,
not having this operation, Simon?

What if it bursts?

I'm not kidding.
Take off that apron. We're going.

Meret, stop.

You know I'd do anything for you,
anywhere, anytime, but not this.

So, back off.

f*ck's sake!

[phone buzzes]

[Nina] Hey.

Look, I'm back in Berlin.

I didn't go to Paris in the end.

Please don't say anything. Can we meet?

[Sasha] Did he talk to you about Belarus?

He called it an operation
that went wrong, but that's all.

-What did he tell you?
-Exactly the same thing.

But Dad, I'll get him
to be honest about it.

I just want to start my work
as ambassador already. This is ridiculous.

The committee already approved me,
and yet we're stalled.

It's only cos of this bullshit with Josef.

Everything's gonna be fine.
Trust me, you have nothing to worry about.

All right. Then you should probably
let me get back to work, right?

And maybe Josef can go back to Moscow
and deal with this for me.

[sighs] Starfish…

Needs a handler.

And that handler needs
a solid cover in Berlin,

at least temporarily.

Hold on.

So if they don't grant clearance to Josef,
then we both need to go back to Moscow?

Yes.

And that would break my heart.

Then I guess
I'll have to sort it out myself.

I didn't come all this way
just to turn around and go back home.

Talk soon.

Talk to you soon.

Bye.

Why aren't you in Paris?

My parents are hiding something.

I stayed here to find out what.

[Yul whistles]

[Nina] Yul…

You would tell me if you knew
something was wrong, right?

You know I always figure out
whatever it is, eventually.

I know you know.

Your father's sick.

He's got something in his head
they need to remove.

Cancer or what?

No, not that.

Um, an aneurysm.

If it bursts, then…

Well, that wouldn't be good.

Is he gonna die?

Your mother said
not if he has the surgery.

But it kinda sounded as if, um…

As if your father
doesn't want to have the surgery.

What the hell's wrong with him?

-Why don't you wanna have the surgery?
-Meret, please.

Can we not argue about this for a minute?
Just for one single minute?

I don't want to argue.

I'm just trying to understand you.

Okay, well.

I just see it like this.
If I don't have the surgery, then…

I could suddenly just drop dead one day.

But if I have the surgery,

then it could all be over
on the operating table.

Okay.

So, without the surgery,

I could die tomorrow,

next month or in a year,

but with the surgery, it could be today.

And what kind of idiot
would choose to die today?

What?

That's the stupidest thing
I've ever heard in my life.

Well, now hearing you say it like that,

and saying it out loud,
I think you're… I think you're right.

Hmm.

You're scared.

No.

You're scared.

-I am too.
-No.

But Simon, you have to get this done.

[tender, emotional music playing]

[whispering] I know.

I know I do.

Is it here?

I'll do the talking.

As long as you ask the right questions.

You have no idea
who you're dealing with on this.

You and your girlfriend.

She's not my girlfriend.

Oh, yeah? Keep telling yourself that.

Mr. Auken!

We need a word with you.

-Unfortunately, it'll have to wait.
-Actually, now's better for us.

Metin can schedule an appointment.
Excuse me.

It's about your little
car chase this morning.

Chase?

I was followed,
so I called in my security as backup.

But you knew the driver.

No.

Sure seemed like you knew her.

You always wave at strangers?

I was having fun. She gave us a good race.

She waved back at you.

Is she just a crazy fan?

I don't know you either.

Good day.

Either you talk to us right now, sir,
or we can make this thing very official.

Gregor Klein has disappeared.

Okay. I'm confused how you think
I can help you with that.

We found this woman's fingerprint

in the stomach of a deceased
former MI6 agent, Mark Sinclair.

You were spotted at Spittelmarkt,
just after Sinclair's body was found.

Have you ever waved at him, Mr. Auken?

Or Maite Olsen?

Maite Olsen? That ring a bell?

Formerly in the Norwegian Army.
Special Ops.

You were in the German Special Ops.
You never crossed paths?

No.

No. Yes.

No. And whatever you're going to ask next…

No.

-[Julika] You're working for Josef Koleev!
-I understand the pressure you're under.

One of your people is gone.

But your colleague's tone
definitely won't make any friends here.

What the hell are you thinking?

Where'd you get that?

Alice found the taxi
Koleev disappeared in at the bus station.

She hacked the dash cam.

I'm sick of you and Alice going rogue!

I'm head of this department.
You've got to respect my title!

If you step out of line again,
you're suspended.

So, suspend me then.

[menacing music playing]

[elegant piano music playing faintly]

[Auken] Can I have a word?

I wanted to make sure
we're on the same page.

Regarding what?

We're working together
because it's what Sasha wants.

But this is what happens
when you threaten my children.

[Vera] I like the sound of that.

Yes, sounds good.

So, same page?

[Vera] Not yet, but I…

As soon as you get their location,
I'll eliminate your ghosts.

I got your text.

What's going on?

I have some incredible news.

-What?
-Mm-hmm.

Are you okay?

Yeah, yeah.

I'm just juggling lots of stuff right now.

Well, it's done.

You've been cleared.

What?

How?

We paid them off. Forget about Belarus.

It doesn't matter anymore.

I can finally hand in my credentials
and become the new Russian ambassador.

What are you talking about?
You can't just bribe the committee.

Depends on who's bribing them.

Does Sasha know about this?

We needed this thing dealt with.

And it now, it's done.

And how did you afford to do that?

I had to sell our apartment.

What? You sold our apartment?

-Dimitri's wanted to buy it for years.
-Dimitri?

Your ex-boyfriend?

And who else would be able
to drop that kind of money?

And where are we gonna live,
if things don't work out for us here?

My grandmother left it to me,

so I had the right to do
whatever I want with it.

You could maybe try thanking me.

No, of course.

I'm grateful.

And listen, now you can
completely focus on Starfish.

-As you're supposed to.
-Hmm.

Belarus is over.

Berlin is our future.

[enigmatic music playing]

You're going to Oslo.

We worked it all out for you.

No, I…

No, I already told you
I wasn't leaving here.

You've gotten yourself
into a serious shitstorm here.

That's why it's best for you
to get the hell outta Germany.

[blearily] Best for who?
For, uh… Best for who?

Katya, the police are looking for you.

It's best that you leave.
You asked us for help, now let us help.

[grunts]

Hmm.

I, um, understand.

I… I'm just causing you trouble,
and that's not what you need.

Drop me off somewhere. I'll figure it out.

And then you'll go find Koleev?

Yeah.

-I have nothing to lose.
-You can't do that.

Katya, you're a risk.

Listen to me.
Germany isn't safe. We'll get you out.

You can go wherever you want,
be whoever you want.

Just stay away from Koleev.

[knocking at door]

Do you have a sec?

We need to talk.

Can we please be honest with each other?

-This weird tension between us.
-What do you mean, "weird tension"?

[Alice sighs]

Me chasing after you,
you constantly sulking.

Look, what we had was great.

I mean…

I'm sorry about…

Maybe I just got a little freaked out.

You told me my inability to show love
was the exact same as not loving you.

That's not what I said.

I mean, you sure?

You were pretty clear.

You obviously need something
that I can't give you,

and that's the reason
we decided to break up.

I'd had a bit to drink, okay?
Cut me some slack, would you, Julika?

A deal's a deal.

It was a big mistake.

Okay.

So, you're saying
I should just let it go, then?

Yup.

[Ben] Julika, I've been thinking…

I… I owe you an apology.

I've spent my entire career
trying to impress Gregor,

and I did things
that were very questionable.

I took shortcuts, bent rules.

Sometimes pretty creatively.
Just… Just like you.

I've never tried to impress you.

I'm the new Gregor now,

and maybe it's time that I accepted that.

But, either way, I need you on my team.
I know you're a huge asset.

Keep up the good work.

Of course, none of that means

I'm gonna allow you
to go against protocol,

and it'll be on you if you f*ck up.

Yeah, but if I'm ever right,
then you're right as well.

Gregor always said,

"Impress me, don't embarrass me."

Yeah, well, like I said…

Just be yourself.

I won't hold you back anymore.

Good.

Maybe you'll find Gregor.

I know deals are important to you.

Have a good night.

Out, both of you.

The password.

She's gonna find you,
and then she'll k*ll you.

[Gregor moaning]

I made you a promise.

[Gregor wails]

You f*cking b*stard!

[Gregor screaming]

[phone buzzing]

It's from Gregor.

It's a trap.

But it might also be
our only chance to get Koleev.

Do you really want to get to Koleev?

Yes or no?

[tense music building]

[Auken] Targets are approaching.

[Koleev] As if they were
on a silver platter.

[Auken] Is the order still sh**t to k*ll?

You sh**t on my command.

I repeat, you sh**t on my command.

Team Alpha.

-[Auken] Stand by.
-[sn*per] Copy that.

Let's go.

[tense music escalating]

[engine idling]

Get out!

Get out!

That's not her.

That's not Helena Kohn.
Do we proceed with the k*ll order?

Please confirm.

I repeat, do we proceed
with the k*ll order?

Please confirm.

Abort, abort. Hold your fire.

-I want that woman alive. I repeat, alive.
-[agent] Anyone have eyes on Helena Kohn?

-[sn*per] Negative.
-[agent 1] Does anyone have a visual?

Please repeat previous transmission.

-No visuals here, sir.
-[overlapping agitated radio chatter]

[agent 2] Negative here, sir.

Holding position.

[agent 1] We lost alpha! Get down there!

[agent 2] Men down. Engaging now.

[agent 3] Cease fire! Hold fire!

-Get up there! Go now!
-Understood.

[agents grunting, struggling]

[faint, high-pitched ringing]

[agent straining]

[g*nf*re]

[tense, frenetic music pulsing]

[Meret] The police are on their way.

[sirens approaching]

[Simon] What are you doing?
What the hell are you doing?

We can't do this!

[sirens blaring]

[sirens, music fade away]

[tense outro music playing]