02x02 - Episode 10

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Previously on Babylon Berlin.

The dead man belonged to a
Russian resistance organization.

The 15 bodies from the pine forest
were all members of this Red Fortress.

Inspector Rath has found
a freight document

which implicates the group in a
politically charged smuggle case.

How did you know about
this freight yard?

For years I have been trying to free my
family's treasure from Stalin's claws.

Your train was my last chance.

- Have you seen the freight?
- Yes.

Call the Charité hospital
so they come and get her.

- Why?
- They'll take her for free.

- I don't want them to cut her up.
- Well then. Take care of it.

I beg your pardon,
Major General.

I couldn't resist.

Your brother Anno was
officially declared dead.

He's finally declared
k*lled in action.

- And now?
- We're here if you want us to be.

I'm in the mood for you

I was in the mood
for you yesterday

I will always be in
the mood for you

Preferably I'd be alone with you

And when you laugh about it

And whatever you do against it

I'm in the mood inside for you

I don't know what
is wrong with you

Is wrong with me

Is wrong with you

I don't know what
is wrong with me

And how do you feel?

I, I, I

I'm in the mood for you

I was in the mood
for you yesterday

I will always be in
the mood for you

Moritz.

- Moritz.
- I know the score.

About what?

About you two.

I know you pretend there
is nothing going on.

I know you have to keep it
secret from Grandpa Engelbert.

Because he would k*ll
you, or do something bad.

I know you've always
sneaked into mum's bed,

when you think I'm asleep.

I know you're both afraid,
and you're lying.

Moritz!

It's not about that. Actually, we
wanted to tell you something else,

which we have known deep
inside for a long time.

Your father is no
longer missing.

He won't be coming back, Moritz.

At some point he will come.

- No, not anymore.
- Yes!

Listen!

He is dead.

You're lying. You both are.

I know he'll come back.

I know he's alive.

And you?

You don't even want us here.

Oh.

CERTIFICATE OF CONDUCT

That's it?

- Just the one page?
- Yes.

And record of the other day
when I went into the flat?

Never happened.

Thank you.

- Lotte?
- Here.

You're wanted.

Yes, I'm... I'm coming.

You're still carrying on?

I need money.

Great that you could accommodate
us, Chief Constable.

If the personal advisor of the President
of the Reich takes the time, then...

the matter must
be of importance.

Believe me, I wouldn't have troubled you,
if the matter wasn't extremely urgent.

Gerti!

Gertchen, you have to help me.

What's up? I have a customer.

You have to help me!

No!

This is not the end of the world

Stranded in life and art

I have a message for you.

The President of the Reich

appreciates the way you dealt
with the May 1 demonstrators.

But the matter is
not yet ridden out.

- My department could help you.
- We'll see.

- Sir, would you like a drink?
- Thank you, not right now.

I'll do that.

That's my table.

Go smoke a cigarette.

- With local politics.
- Why?

Just because.

The Soviet government has already
contacted the President of the Reich.

- That's why we are here.
- Who, Stalin?

- In person.
- The matter is simple.

Your confiscation of the
train causes tensions

between the Soviet Union
and the German Reich.

But the President of the Reich
doesn't want any tension. Full stop.

I like to help.

Then release the train.

And what happens
with the freight?

It'll go back to
where it came from.

That you Soviets are eager to help
build up the illegal Reichswehr

is a matter in itself.

But that even our head of
state doesn't shy away

from ignoring the Treaty
of Versailles, that is...

astonishing.

We just have to return a misrouted
delivery of pesticides.

Please don't make it more
complicated than it is.

Why should such a relevant piece
of evidence leave our country?

Mr. Zörgiebel.

It's in your hands if the
sudden end of your career

will be associated with the
death of many demonstrators...

or not.

Tell me, miss.

Do I know you?

I beg your pardon?

We have met.

- Yes, in here probably.
- No.

Well, then you're mistaking me.

I have a photographic memory.

Maybe you've seen
a picture of me.

No? -Hello. - Morning.

Morning.

Charlotte? Good morning.

I'm sorry.

I need to... I urgently
need to talk to you.

I think you need
some coffee first.

- Come on.
- Yes.

So, why can these people put
so much pressure on Zörgiebel?

After all, he's the
chief of police.

And you are sure it was the
Russian from the freight yard?

Very sure.

Have you slept at all?

- You look a little tired.
- Don't worry.

Alright then. Let's
go back to work.

Are you coming?

Yes.

- You should get some rest.
- Yeah, right.

At home.

I'm fine.

Just for a tiny moment,
I felt a bit... q*eer.

So, what do you want me to do?

Go home and go to bed.

- But why can't I...
- Enough.

Mr. Wendt.

Colonel!

What do you want from me?

I was privileged to witness almost all
of your successes in the past years.

To me, you're a hero.

- Get to the point.
- A German hero.

You and I, we both strive
for the same goal.

We both want men like you to have
the standing that is their due,

in leading a strong,
proud Germany.

Your irresponsible actions have done
considerable damage to our cause.

I myself was duped.

I'm not the man to
restore your reputation.

And I will personally see to it

that this disastrous train is sent
back to Russia as soon as possible.

- And now excuse me.
- But you mustn't.

Everything would be lost.

You might want to strive for a bit
of clarity for a change, Mr. Nyssen.

I know the real reason the Soviets
want that train back so urgently.

And what would that be?

There is gold on that train.

They did spot checks. They
all contained phosgene.

Only one of the wagons has that
freight, and I know its number.

I won't be causing a diplomatic scandal
because of you. I hope you know that.

You won't have to.

The value of the treasure is at
least one billion Reichsmark.

Half of it would be for
you, and the movement.

- And what are they supposed to do?
- Intercept the train in open terrain

and seize the wagon.

We mustn't leave this
treasure to the Bolsheviks.

I'll be in touch.

Look at this.

That bitch.

I asked her for a dress
when we got married.

No, she said, I've
taken mine to the Jew.

Hey, you.

What's the matter?

- What about this, should we keep it?
- No. Chuck it. I'm sick of it.

I don't believe the stuff she kept.
Look at this.

The stuff she had!
This and this...

Here, an embroidered
handkerchief.

Throw it in the corner.

What are you doing?

The good into the pot,
the bad into the crop.

Mother is lying there and
you're robbing her stuff?

- Not me.
- If you can afford

to let her valuables go to waste.
I've got mouths to feed.

You?

- What valuables are you talking about?
- This dress.

Top-notch pre-w*r goods.

The Jew will give me
two fivers for that.

But I'm here too, and Toni.

Just because she didn't leave you
anything for shacking up with that bum.

Listen to her.

I'm the eldest. This is
my compulsory portion.

- No!
- Let go.

Right, Daddy, up
with your bones.

- Let go!
- Please stop.

- I said let go.
- Ilse!

- What is this?
- This is my dress!

- I said let go!
- What are you doing?

He's sitting on a cushion. I want
to know what's underneath. Help me.

Leave granddad alone.

Stop it!

Granddad!

Are you nuts? Are you out
of your mind, you bastard?

Granddad? Toni, come help me.

No one touches Granddad.

Not you, and you neither.

COLONIAL GOODS OILS AND FATS,
CHOCOLATE, COFFEE AND TEE

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Two black puddings, please.
- Here you are.

One small, one big.

- Thank you.
- Five marks and thirty.

- Fritz!
- Hi, doll.

What are you doing here?
Did you know one of them?

That's not the point.
Come along.

I can't. I have to work.

Then tell those murderers
at home what you saw.

The murderers?

What do you mean?

What do you think, who offed those
comrades? The m*ssacre on 1 May?

- Mr. Benda?
- Who else?

Get in line.

Fritz!

Inspector?

Forensics confirmed the calibre
of the dead from the pine forest.

Here, it's the Russian model.

7.62 Tokarev.

Fired from two separate weapons,
both of the same calibre.

But the great thing is, there are just
two registrations of this w*apon.

And they were
registered last week.

Selenski, Pyotr.

Fallin, Mikhail.

They both belong to
the Soviet embassy.

And both weapons were
taken at our train.

The gas train?

- We'll arrest them.
- They've tried several times.

But investigations were stopped,
they have diplomatic status.

Why did they try to arrest them?

They like a bit of
illegal gambling.

Illegal betting on dogs.

Two marks on the brown one.

The brown one is it. Two marks.

Go on, get him.

Ten marks on that one!

Go on!

Go on, get him!

Those two?

Police! This is a raid.

Game over.

Look! Who are they?

What's going on?

If you take part in illegal dog
betting, you commit a crime.

- Give me your w*apon.
- I said, what do you want?

I'm sorry, Inspector, I'm a member
of the consulate of Soviet Russia.

I know. You're arrested for
illegal possession of firearms

- and 15 cases of m*rder.
- What?

Stop! Stop!

BERLIN POLICE RECORDS DEPARTMENT

- Charlotte.
- Hello.

- What's the matter?
- I didn't want to disturb you.

You're not disturbing me.
Come on in.

Good evening, I'm a work
colleague of your son's.

I can't...

- My parents can't hear you.
- Please.

Good evening, Mr. Jänicke.

Do you want to eat something?

Soup.

We've got them.

- Who?
- The murderers from the printer's.

From the Red Fortress.

That's good then.

Did something happen?

- What's he saying?
- Nothing.

He is asking if you need
a bed for the night.

Well, if that's possible...

Just for a few hours, I'll
be gone again immediately.

No problem. You can have my bed.
I'll take the sofa.

I have to get up early anyway.

It's very tasty.

I'm ok, thanks.

Get yourself a
radio by tomorrow.

23 MAY, 2 P.M., 709 KHZ

The number of this wagon...

Strategic point outside the
city, some 50 kilometers...

The route leaves the
south of the city...

If we manage at
127 kilometers...

in direction of Wünsdorf...

Hey, did you steal that?

What? Are you nuts? It's mine.

A thief! This man
stole a Panorama!

- Take your hands off me.
- This man stole a Panorama!

A thief! He stole a Panorama!
A thief!

- Benda.
- Hi, it's Stefan Jänicke.

- I need to talk to your husband.
- I'm sorry.

My husband is rarely
home at this hour.

Madam, it is of the utmost importance.
I've already tried the Castle, in vain.

Please tell me where to
find the Councillor.

I'm sorry, the Councillor didn't
inform me of his whereabouts.

- Goodbye.
- Bye.

What are these?

They are pictures of 15 bodies
we found a few days ago.

Taken out of the city

and buried deeply.

But not deep enough.

What do you want from me?

I want to cause trouble for you.

And as much trouble as 15
m*rder*d activists and two...

confessed agents of your
embassy can cause you.

Fifteen ex*cuted revolutionaries
of the Red Fortress.

The railway worker who drove the
train here, also Red Fortress.

I don't know why you're
stealing my time.

We confiscated the weapons
of these gentlemen.

There were projectiles from those
g*ns in almost all of the bodies.

Tokarev 7.62.

Russian replicas.

Exclusively for the members
of your secret service.

What do you want?

I want to propose a deal.

Why should I do deals
with the Berlin police?

Because if you don't, your head
office in Moscow will call you back.

There you and your imprudent staff
will be put up against the wall.

If this m*ssacre becomes
public knowledge,

it would most likely mean your death
sentence at home. You know that.

What's your offer?

I want the names of those
responsible of the Reichswehr

who organize the transport
of the poison gas

and have been secretly rebuilding the
German army for years. Names and proof.

You want me to deliver
your own countrymen?

Yes. The top 15 ranks will do.

In exchange, those 15 patriots who
met with an accident in exile

will go home to Mother Russia

"A hand is washed by the other."

You'll have nothing to fear
as far as we're concerned.

We won't investigate
those deaths.

Keep the change. I demand
good work, understood?

Thank you. Goodbye.

Thank you.

Do you want to go up
and see your folks?

Shall I take you to the Castle?

- Wolter, I've been looking for you.
- Hey, Böhm. All well?

A simple question. What were you
and your friend from Cologne

doing at the Pepita
Bar on Thursday?

We yodeled. With all the frills.

Wipe that grin off your face.
Answer my question!

We had a drink.

- With Saint Josef?
- Saint Josef? At Pepita? Nope.

Hey, Jänicke, I
deciphered the telegram.

You? On your own?

Czerwinsky has been a master
of Russian since he was born.

I am Balt, so I am masterful.

"Uncle just passed the border,
present on its way to Berlin."

Inspector Rath should
get this today.

Deputy inspector Jänicke.

Where is your superior?

- Pardon?
- Your superior, where is he?

- Out.
- How dare he interfere with my case?

Tell him he is in for it tomorrow morning.
Nine o'clock at Gennat's.

Always refreshing, is Böhm.

I think I should let
the inspector know.

Take it to his home tonight.

To Wolter's?

The police estate, opposite
the old Lux factory.

Excuse me.

- Can I borrow your radio for a few days?
- Definitely.

What's going on? Our
landlady has been unbearable

- since you told her you're moving out.
- Has she?

I can't even speculate
that this has to do

with the sudden appearance
of your sweetheart.

- You're making progress?
- Yes.

This is going to be
my own personal ode

to our esteemed Chief of Police
Karl-Friedrich Zörgiebel.

Your new employer.

He didn't like your article.

That's what they
say at the Castle.

There.

The right-wing postils have bombarding
us for days with this slush.

The injured police officer...

A HERO RETURNS HOME

finally goes home
to wife and child.

Would work for you, too.

- Have you found the officer?
- Yes.

And the wife, the
almost-widow, and the child.

And I went to the hospital, too.

Hello, Mrs. Dörr. You
don't know me, Katelbach.

I'm an acquaintance
of your husband's.

And the evil communist
alleged to have sh*t him

has just turned three.

You're not serious.

It's all in there.

And tomorrow in the Weltbühne.

Good luck. And see you soon.

How soon? Still uncertain.

That's worse than you think. You only
just started to become bearable.

I'll be in touch. You'll have your
device back in a week at the latest.

Definitely. Elisabeth?

Elisabeth?

One second, Inspector.

Where did you get
my address from?

The investigation against the
Chief of Police was dropped.

The families of the dead want
to start civil proceedings.

- Against the despotism of the police.
- You can't just jump on me like this.

You saw the women on
Oranienstrasse die.

You saw the men who
sh*t at the women.

I didn't see anything.

The widower told me you had gone back
to the flat. To the balcony. Why?

You just have to testify that
the two women were unarmed.

That there were no fighters or weapons
hidden in their flat. That will do.

It would help a lot.

I won't blow the whistle
on my colleagues.

We communists are systematically
branded perpetrators or murderers.

No one seems to care if
that is true or not.

In the case of those two
women it's not true.

I know that, and you know that.

Good evening, Mr. Rath.

I'm sorry.

I was held up.

You look adorable.

Willi? This is Bruno.

You can deliver the shipment.

To my basement.

Yes, alright. You know
where the key is.

- Excuse me.
- Yes?

Is there a shortcut to the
police estate somewhere?

Yes, through there,
keep to the left,

and cross the premises. It's on
the other side of the factory.

Thank you. A great tip.

Hello?

Hello!

Freeze, police.

Who are you?

What do you want?

To ashes, to dust

Stolen from the light

But not yet now

Miracles wait until the end

Ocean of time

Eternal law

To ashes, to dust

To ashes

But not yet now