01x04 - What Have We Done?

[bunniefuu]

[uneasy music playing]

What have we done?

[Meret] Something unforgivable.

We stole a woman's child 16 years ago.

We're probably going to have to do
far worse than that

if we want to keep her.

You knew we were gonna leave Katya behind.

Jesus, look at us.

We're old.

This has gotta stop.

You are the weak one in all this. Not me.

[door opens]

[Nina] Mom?

[distressing music playing]

Sleep. We'll talk tomorrow.

Yeah, if your head
hasn't exploded by then.

Who is that?

Get to bed. Off you go.

Dad, I'm not some little kid anymore.

Then stop acting like one!

[door slams]

[Katya panting]

[Katya] You…

[hyperventilating]

…stole my baby.

You stole her!

[poignant, aching music playing]

Take her back to the safe house.
I'll sort things out here.

[knocking at door]

Look, I understand
that you're angry with us.

Maybe I could…

Try to explain everything.

Dad's got an aneurysm in his brain.

But he's being an idiot
and doesn't want to have the surgery.

What else is there to explain, Mum?

Of course he's gonna have the operation.

He… Your father just needed a little time
to wrap his head around the whole thing.

That's it.

And when it's all done,
he'll be completely fine.

Are you sure?

Sweetie.

Mum, you two have to stop
treating me like I'm still a little kid.

I'm old enough to know the truth.

What?

I had a brother.

[clears throat]

He was seven years older than me.

I was always just a baby to him.
But… I thought he was the best.

And then when I was 15,
he drowned in a lake.

Two or three years before he died,

I walked into our kitchen one night
and he was sitting there, in the dark,

just sobbing.

All I could do was stand there,
staring at him.

And suddenly he said,

"I'm so scared of life."

I found his suicide note…

And showed it to my parents.

They just kept repeating,

"It was an accident,"
even though we all knew.

They kept insisting
that it was an accident.

What I love most about you, Nina,

is that when you hear a lie,
you'll never accept it.

No idea where you got that from,
but it certainly wasn't from me.

Sometimes I think
I'm made up of nothing but lies.

What do you mean?

[delicate, pensive music playing]

[Meret] I'm en route to the hotel.

I'll be able to install the software
on the sheikh's phone today.

Good, but how can you be sure
the sheikh's not gonna have eyes on him?

At 8:00 every morning,
he does laps in the hotel pool.

It's the only area
his bodyguards aren't allowed to go.

They have to wait inside.

Apparently even rich people
have body image issues.

[Meret in French] Hello, sir.

Uh, hello.

[suspenseful music building]

-[Meret] Hello, Zayd.
-Hello, ma'am.

-Hello, ladies. Here you are.
-Oh, thank you very much.

You're welcome.

[in English] When my work is done here,
I have a request.

[Gregor] Uh-huh.

-Two weeks off.
-Where?

Here.

I have unfinished business.

Hmm.

Does your husband know about this?

Radio silence. I'm inside.

[Gregor] Roger that. Be careful in there.

See you on the other side.

[foreboding music playing]

[phone chimes]

Oh, f*ck.

[siren blaring in distance]

Come on, come on, come on.

[siren continues blaring]

[tense, frenetic music playing]

The roof!

f*ck!

[music subsides]

We got her.

Oh, morning.

Morning.

You were right.

We have to find Koleev and take him out,
put an end to all this.

Brilliant. You go do that.

-Where are you going?
-To get some intel from Jonas Auken.

Why would he give you any information?

-Meret?
-[door closes]

So you do know him.

She was meant to be back Sunday.

Two more weeks. That's nothing.

-You don't get to choose, Simon.
-Yeah, it was your choice.

Yeah.

She's a brilliant agent.

Probably the best I've ever had.

The only weakness she has is you.

Get this through your thick head.

Your marriage is over.

Gregor, you're a real as*h*le.

Careful now.

Mr. Staff Surgeon.

We all have our secrets, after all.

Why'd you send her away?

I didn't.

She approached me.

[alarm blaring]

I'll call you back.

I wanted to talk to you in peace.

Without you potentially trying to k*ll me.

When I took the job,
I didn't know you were the mark.

Really.

Yesterday, I could've
easily taken you out.

But you didn't.

Hmm.

I decided against it.

Just so you know,
I tried to get out of the job.

But they won't let me.

[foreboding music playing]

I'm sorry.

Really.

You're letting her go?

[radio presenter] Welcome, this is
RBB 88.8 Berlin News. Good morning.

There was a major police presence
last night at the old Tegel airport.

Residents contacted the police.

The authorities have no comment
at the time of this reporting,

but we will continue to monitor the story.

Maybe Gregor managed
to get out of here somehow.

He's nearly 70.

What's the latest on Helena Kohn
and Karl Brehme?

[Alice] What?

-The latest on their new identities.
-We're on it, Ben.

Good. Make sure to keep me posted.

The phones are going to be ringing.

It's unavoidable after all this.

I know he meant a lot to you. Or…

Well, he means a lot to you.

Me too.

And, if he's still alive, we'll find him.

[breathing shallowly]

[Gregor groaning]

-Morning.
-Morning, Chef.

Hey, look, I just wanted to say,
I'm glad you told Nina.

I should have told her a long time ago.

I thought you'd be pissed off.

But you should've told me she was
back in Berlin as soon as you knew.

Sorry, Chef.

Yeah.

Ah.

Look. These are your favourite,
aren't they?

The last time you made those for me,
you didn't come to my school play.

[Simon] Hmm?

But that's not the same
as you lying to me about being ill.

I didn't lie to you.

I didn't tell your mother either.

I just had to work out
how I felt about it.

Okay. So?

I'm having the surgery,
if that's what you're asking.

-Should I be worried then?
-No.

I'm gonna be fine.

I'm not scared.
It's… It's a routine operation.

The doctors said they do it all the time.
They don't even go directly in the head.

They do it through the leg
with a catheter.

Okay.

[Simon] Hmm.

Cuddle?

Get over here.

Hey.

I love you.

[phone buzzing]

[Simon] Mm-hmm.

Hey, I've gotta run.

Can you please tell Yul
to finish the dinner menu?

Where're you going?

Try one.

[uneasy music playing]

Mmm.

Oh, that's perfect.

Mmm.

f*ck.

-Katya.
-[yells]

No, no, not in the head!

[Katya sobbing]

[Simon] I'm sorry!

I'm sorry.

[fraught, uneasy music playing]

[door opens]

[delicate, yearning music playing]

[agent] You know she's a spy, right?

I can make her talk
if you still need proof.

[forceful music pulsing]

[spare, delicate music playing]

How did you get outta there?

You mean when your wife drove off
and you left me behind?

The police showed up soon
after Koleev took off,

and I ran away.

Well, I'm glad you made it.

-Your head.
-Hmm?

What's the problem, then?

Aneurysm.

I need emergency surgery
or it could burst.

Karma?

Please, spare me the pity party.

Nina gives me that look.

The poison.

The poison didn't affect her?

Well, we didn't think so at first,

but then it came on suddenly.

It was relentless.

Chronic kidney failure.

We applied for a transplant,

but we were at the very bottom
of the wait list.

I couldn't do anything,
even though I'm a doctor.

Then, finally, we got one
and had the surgery.

Her body reacted perfectly
and we arranged for the best treatment.

We did everything we could
to make sure she led a normal life.

The last few years,
you wouldn't think she'd ever been unwell.

The last few years.

The last 16 years,
I've only blamed myself.

I kept asking myself
what else I could've possibly done.

Katya, how would that have worked?

You on the run,
a newborn with a failing organ?

That's your justification, is it?

-I couldn't have given her as good a life?
-You have to understand...

I don't have to understand anything.
Shut up.

-Meret is a wonderful mother.
-Stop it! She's not her mother.

She's my child,
and you both just stole her.

[Katya breathing raggedly]

[phone buzzing]

[Gregor] Meret?

Gregor?

[weakly] Help me.

I need your help.

Um, yes. What's wrong?

I wanna talk to him.

No police.

[groaning]

Please.

Gregor?

Let me talk to him.

[Simon] Hello? Gregor?

I think he's dead.

Okay then, share the location. Hurry.

I wanna speak to him.

You owe me that much.

You work for the BND.

You used me to get close to the sheikh.

You have to get out of Morocco.

Come with me, Jonas.

Go back to your husband.

Back to your real life.

This is real.

I don't even know your real name.

Helena.

[delicate, emotional music playing]

My name is Helena.

You went back to your husband, right?

Do you have kids?

Mm-mmm.

Yes, you do.

You're not telling me
because you want to protect them.

I have three.

Did Koleev threaten them too?

You, your husband, and Gregor Klein.

He'll k*ll one of my kids
for each one of you I don't take out.

And you really think
he'll go through with it?

You need to help me get to him.

If he dies, you and your kids are safe.

You might get Koleev.

But not his father-in-law, Sasha.

Impossible.

Nothing's impossible.

I'm the best chance you've got.

My best chance is to…

Is to k*ll you.

One of you for one of mine.

[engine turning over]

[aching, poignant music playing]

[tense music pulsing]

[Simon] Gregor?

[Gregor] I need your help. No police.

[Simon] Share the location. Hurry.

-[operator] That's it.
-[Alice] All right.

We've got a location on Gregor.

Get the first aid kit out of the boot.

Hey, Gregor! Hey, can you hear me?

Gregor!

sh*t, he needs blood.

Mole.

-What?
-[Gregor] Koleev…

-In the BND… Mole.
-Are you sure?

A mole in the BND?

Gregor?

Hey!

Can you hear me?

sh*t.

-Can you see me?
-[Simon] Where is it? Where is it?

Damn it.

Katya…

Is that you?

I would've done anything for you.

[Simon] Come on. Come on.

I promise you, I tried.

Well, you didn't try hard enough.

[Simon] Damn it! This is too much blood.

[Simon] sh*t, sh*t, sh*t.

sh*t.

It's okay.

[whispers] My child isn't dead.

You're not taking my daughter
away from me again.

That was Karl Brehme.

[Simon] f*ck.

[suspenseful music playing]

[tense music pulsing]

[tense music subsides]

The car's registered to our home address.

If there really is a mole in the BND,
Koleev now knows where we live.

And where Nina lives.

I'm going to go have a shower.

[suspenseful, enigmatic music playing]

[clatter in distance]

Have a seat.

Where's your husband?

[phone buzzing]

[Simon] Meret, where the hell are you?
We've been exposed.

The restaurant, everything's gone.
I'm heading there now.

I know you don't give a sh*t
about The Garden, but f*ck it.

Just call me back, goddammit!

[line droning]

[Koleev] Where are you?
Metin wouldn't tell me anything.

[Auken] Schöner Blick Hotel.
I found Helena Kohn.

I'm keeping her here.

I've also got a location on Brehme.
It's a restaurant called The Garden.

Are you f*cking with me?

No. Grab him then meet me here.

You w*nk*r.

My daughter's there too.

Koleev only wants you and Karl.
Your daughter will be fine.

Do you honestly believe
he's not gonna hurt her?

[dark, discordant music playing]

[music subsides]

[Katya] What's the plan?

I don't have a plan.

Get Nina out?

[whispers] Stay here and keep watch.

[vehicle approaching]

[car doors opening, closing]

[Nina] Dad?

Hey. Come with me.

Okay, come on. This way.

Come on, come on. Come on. Now!

[tense music building]

[sudden clattering]

[whispers] In there.

Dad?

Shh.

You go that way. I'll check here.

Let's go. Come on.

[Simon] BND's inside.

[Nina] What's she doing here?

Koleev's just shown up with his people.

Okay, come on.

[car door closing]

Get in. Go on! Get in.

She deserves the truth.

I promise, I…

I won't say anything
until you're ready, okay?

Okay.

[frenetic, forceful music playing]

[Julika] sh*t!

What did he say?

Tell me what he said.

You know how bad my Russian is.

Huh.

[line ringing]

Hello?

[uneasy music building]

Thanks, that's…

Mm-hmm. I really appreciate that.

Gregor is, uh… He's…

The paramedics performed CPR, but they…

Couldn't save him.

sh*t.

I'm sorry.

Come here, come here.
Come here, come here, come here.

[distraught music playing]

[Julika whimpers]

[phone chimes]

Huh?

What?

[suspenseful music playing]

[Simon] Meret?

Dad, where's Mum?

[tense outro music playing]