02x05 - Episode 13

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Previously on Babylon Berlin.

These documents are proof of a
German base in the Soviet Union,

where German pilots are trained to
become fighter pilots by German experts.

What else do you need?

Witnesses, files, photographs.

There is something
else which is odd.

Both victims d*ed when
they were on their way

to see you or had already
seen you, Mr. Rath.

- I beg your pardon?
- Jänicke was found by your nephew.

Why did you sh**t
Father Wilczek?

With your service
w*apon, I take it?

Why else would you have
swapped the b*ll*ts?

And you shouldn't have
used Krajewski's w*apon.

But this way we have
two bodies now.

And all evidence points towards
a copper from Cologne.

- Where was it?
- Wolter had it, at home.

That's impossible.

I can't read any of this,
it's all in shorthand.

You have to translate this for me.
I want you to take it home

and take your time with it.

I can't stand by and watch.

Well, I think you
need a schnapps.

- What are you doing?
- Go on, get in, doll.

Hello?

What are you doing? Stop that.

Yes?

What do you know about the gold?

Gold?

- What gold?
- The gold on the train.

I... I know nothing
about any gold.

She knows. She was there.

- What do you know about the gold?
- Nothing. I...

Nothing.

What do you know about the gold?

Girl, talk.

Talk to him. She
knows, she was there.

Nothing.

So he's lying?

No, wait! Wait. I...

I know nothing about
any gold at all.

Please talk to him. You were there.
She was there.

Good.

So we'll wait.

Let go of me, you bastard!

IMPORT AUTHORIZATION

Two, three planes.

In addition to those
in the hangars.

Good, that's just the
material we needed.

We can instigate
the proceedings.

Very good work.

Congratulations, gentlemen.

Well, then.

Let's get to work.

DISTRICT COURT
CHARLOTTENBURG, BERLIN

We are hereby pressing charges against
the Reichwehr's general staff.

We have proof of the fact
that they have been building

and arming an illegal aircraft
fleet for several years now.

They are doing this with the support of
the Soviet Union's Red Army in Lipetsk.

That's 300 km
southeast of Moscow.

Moreover, we're pressing the
charges for the following offense:

In an engine shed in Berlin, there
is a freight train with 13 wagons,

which was smuggled
from the Soviet Union.

The wagons contain highly
concentrated poison gas.

What kind of gas is it?

Phosgene, Your Honor, but this train
is just the tip of an iceberg.

A modern German shadow army is
being built here on a large scale,

bypassing the government, and knowingly
in breach of the Treaty of Versailles.

Completely illegally.

LIST OF DEFENDANTS

The Black Reichswehr is the biggest
thr*at to peace in Europe since 1918.

We must stop this thr*at
with total determination.

These traitors jeopardize the
sovereignty of the German Reich.

In the m*llitary region of Berlin
alone there are 30,000 men in arms.

Major General Seegers? Major von Beck?
You are under arrest.

Everywhere in the capital are
hiding places with amm*nit*on.

We have information that this organization
is preparing for a coup in the next days,

maybe right this moment.
We must act immediately.

Seems conclusive to me.

ARREST WARRANT

Your request is granted.

PRUSSIAN DISTRICT
COURT MITTE, BERLIN

Well, little Schmeling?

Have the interrogations started?

Listen, have you seen
Miss Ritter today?

- No.
- No.

- That's impossible.
- Is it urgent?

It certainly is.

- Tell me at once when she comes in.
- Yes, sir.

Let's go.

Can you handle one of these?

I'll show you.

Take a couple of these.

I'll handle this.

Major von Beck?

Your name, address,
date of birth, rank.

How dare you!

Sit down.

Name, address, date
of birth, rank.

Major von Beck.

Von Beck, Anton.

I protest

against the arrest of my client.
It is in no way justif...

Take a seat, General.

- Which one is this, Mr. Wolter? An M-28?
- No.

This is something very special.

With this we will be writing history
tomorrow. Together with this one.

Come with me.

Quite an unusual vacation
destination, no?

Since 1925, it's been 44 times that
you have spent a week in Lipetsk.

That's almost one year.

What have you been doing there?

51, 52, 53, 54...

56, 57, 58, 59, 60,
61, 62, 63, 64...

72, 73, 74, 75.

Seventy-five.

Respect.

You're quite a smash hit.

The Chief of Police is...
You can't just...

Mr. Wendt, what brings you here?
I don't...

You still don't get the
ramifications of your actions.

And the place where you
spent so much time

just happens to be strewn
with German airplanes.

The Ministry of the Reichswehr is the
right address for such questions.

No, you are qualified to give exact
information about your whereabouts

and the reasons for
your trips there.

This is about something that is
bigger than your career motives

or my political convictions.

Yes, it's about the foundation
of our constitution.

A constitution which endangers the
existence of the nation is no protection.

You illegally arm the
German fighter troops.

The law protects the
German citizens from that.

Why do you of all people believe

it is your calling to protect
the citizen of this country?

How do you mean?

Please leave national matters to the
people on whose grounds you are.

- And yours?
- Stonewalling.

Any news about the notebook? I
sent the officers to her home.

The arrest warrant was adjusted.

That was to be expected.
By whom?

The Reich's president's office.

What does that mean?

It means that I won't allow any more
questionings until tomorrow, 7 a.m.

But why?

The president of the
Reich is abroad,

and until Hindenburg approves of
the process, my hands are tied.

You can't do this, Karl.

It's up to you. We've been waiting
for this opportunity for years.

I'm sorry, gentlemen.

You can continue
tomorrow morning.

The opponent is strong.

And omnipresent.

- And?
- Nowhere to be found.

- Couldn't find her.
- I said that.

Who?

Hello?

DETENTION CENTER MOABIT, BERLIN

Go on inside. And make sure
we're not interrupted.

Unbelievable.

Major General. The arms distribution
is completed. We are ready.

Replenishment. Gentlemen.

Even if circumstances aren't
very comfortable for us,

we won't have a couple of Socialists
put a spoke in our wheel.

So, let's get to work,
we have no time to lose.

You have the security
protocol of the event?

Well then. Operation Prangertag.

Tomorrow, on June 2,

the Foreign Ministers of Germany
and France meet in Berlin.

On that night, the protocol includes a
visit of the so-called Three Penny Opera

at the Theater am
Schiffbauerdamm.

Stresemann and the French Foreign
Minister Briand will arrive at 7:35 p.m.,

coming from the southern
end of Friedrichstrasse.

The two statesmen will be greeted by
the Lord Mayer of Berlin Gustav Böß

outside the theatre at 7:45 p.m.

There will be questions for the two
Nobel prize winners and photographs.

There will be two checkpoints
for the task force.

The first will be checking
the service cards.

As a special security measure,

the second checkpoint
will issue all officers

who are on duty at the theater that
night with an identification tag.

Without this tag it will be
impossible to enter the building.

Next up is a brief welcome drink
at the foyer on the first floor.

No representatives of the
press will be allowed.

Stresemann and his French guest
enter the hall to take their seats.

Five A and B, in the
Lord Mayor's VIP box.

The time of the core event

will be between 8:20 p.m.
and 8:25 p.m,

depending on the form of
the day of the orchestra.

At the end of the first act,
there is a sh**t on stage.

Under cover of this
noise, we will strike.

If the operation is successful,

the republic's flag will be lowered,
well visible for all our scouts.

The scouts will give our troops,

waiting undercover in the ministries and
on the streets, the signal to start.

The chief of the minister's office,
General von Schleicher, is in command

and triggers Prangertag,

that is the mobilization of
m*llitary districts I and II

and after that of all
barracks of the German Reich.

Come on, move.

Our troops will
take the Reichstag.

Our troops will take
police headquarters.

Next up is the arrest of all democratic
key figures of politics and m*llitary,

including Chief of Police
Karl-Friedrich Zörgiebel.

Come with us.

As the head of the supreme
command of the troops

I, accompanied by Major Beck, will
head to the House of Broadcasting

where the new Chancellor
of the Reich,

General Ludendorff, will
announce the end of the republic

and the reintroduction
of the monarchy.

As soon as Berlin is secured,

His Majesty the Emperor
will return from exile

and will address his
beloved people.

With God's help we will then,
under His Majesty's guiding hand,

become the victorious nation we've
always been destined to be.

Gentlemen...

This is a decisive turning
point in German history.

Long live Ludendorff.

Long live Ludendorff!

Long live the Emperor.

Long live the Emperor!

AGITATION INN KPD 14TH
DISTRICT NEUKÖLLN

RED UNITED FRONT AGAINST
w*r AND FASCISM

- Where's Fritz?
- I don't know.

- He wanted to take me to the meeting.
- Where is he, dammit?

What's going on?

Your Fritz is a
hotspur, you know?

Head through wall,
that's just impossible.

- There he is. Fritz!
- No, don't do that.

- Why?
- Gretchen.

We were ratted out.

What?

By whom?

Crap. Floppy hats.

Let go of me!

- Are you bored?
- What are you after?

- Let me go.
- Fritz!

Don't grab me, let me pass!

- Stop.
- Gretchen, run!

- Run!
- Stop!

Fritz! No!

They sh*t him!

They sh*t him! Fritz!

- They sh*t him!
- What's going on?

Stand back! Police!

- Not another step!
- Bastards! Murderers!

- No!
- Come on now.

Fritz!

- Where is she?
- What?

Where is Charlotte?

What makes you think I
know where the girl is?

I'm warning you!

- Go on, get up.
- No, no.

Come on.

What do you know about the gold?

Where?

What do you know about
the gold on the train?

Gold on the train?

Girl, you're repeating my
words instead of answering.

I don't know anything.
I don't know anything.

I don't know anything!

Please don't! Not
into the cold again!

Please don't! I don't
know anything...

- No!
- Careful.

No! No!

April 29.

Inspector Wolter meets Major
General Seegers at Café Josti.

The cue "Prangertag" for a secret
operation is mentioned several times.

The meeting ends at 9:45 p.m.

Five hundred million
Reichsmark in gold.

It must be just a dream

Trying to snatch the wind

Who really knows?

The clock on your wall

It is filled with sand

Put your hand in mine

And let us be forever

Now you make your choice

And throw us in between
happiness and agony

Charlotte!

Mimi, have you seen Lotte?

Bruno, are you nuts? You
can't just barge in here.

What's going on, gentlemen?

I'm sorry, angel, but we're
looking for the little one.

- You mean Lotte?
- Yes, her.

Right! Thanks for nothing,
she stood me up today.

- When was the last time she was working?
- Two days ago.

Or has one of you
seen Lotte since?

No.

What's up, Bruno? There are
other girls here. Right?

No, I've had enough for today.

I'm done.

May 18, 4:10 p.m.

Meeting at Café Josty
with unknown gentleman.

Also present: Alfred Nyssen
and the Countess Sorokina.

Details of the train robbery.

Kilometer 127.

Five hundred million Reichsmark.
Wagon number...

TY 2-3-0-5.

But I can forgive you

You are very close to death

But your eye still clear

Does it recognize me? I'm ready

To seek immortality with you

Revue Star NIKOROS

I'm afraid I have
another appointment.

But I'll leave you the car.

Mrs. Sorokina? Have you
got a minute for me?

Berlin police, Inspector Rath.

What do you want to know?

You don't know who I am.

No.

You don't.

My father was a factory
owner in Russia.

When the revolution came,

he exchanged everything
he had for gold.

And that gold...

He hid it well.

In a railway wagon.

As children, we
used to play in it,

my brothers and I,

with Tanya, the daughter
of our chauffeur.

That m*rder*r.

He betrayed us to
the Bolsheviks.

He had my family k*lled...

and snatched all the gold.

Then he disappeared in
the turmoil of w*r.

But Kardakov tracked him down.

And he brought the
wagon to Berlin.

But there is no gold
in those wagons.

No?

The Shadow Army of the German
Reich, by Samuel Katelbach.

"Has the Reichswehr been illegally
rebuilding the German air force?"

Mrs. Behnke?

I didn't expect to see
you again so soon.

I want to see Katelbach.
Is he in?

Come in. Thanks.

Mr. Katelbach.

What's the matter with you?

Nothing.

Thank you. No problem.

What are you doing here?

I read your article.

On the Black Reichswehr.

Are you with the
political police now?

Yesterday, a group of thugs made
mincemeat of the editorial office.

They took whatever Neanderthals
think is important.

Including a list of the private
addresses of all staff. Thank you.

Who's your informer?

It must be one of the
staff of command.

Someone from the inner circle. Your
article is jam-packed with detail.

It's unlikely I would tell someone
from the political police my sources.

Mr. Katelbach, I'm about to be forced
to release 15 high-ranking officers

of this so-called Black
Reichswehr from custody.

Even though we have overwhelming
evidence against them.

What's the case?

Procurement of internationally
outlawed weapons of mass destruction.

Who's your target?

Major Beck...

Freiligrath, von Bock,
Erhardt, Escherich.

Seegers.

Do you know what you are doing?

You're messing with
the state itself.

I'm aware of that.

Gereon,

whatever you do, make it public.

Only the public can protect you.

The whole apparatus, what you
know as Black Reichswehr,

those people are not fussy. A
thousand murders in five years.

Murders of informants,
journalists,

sudden deaths of people entrusted
with confidential information.

Only a handful of the K*llers were taken
to court, and all of them acquitted.

I need backup.

And you know someone who may
be able to provide that.

Yes?

Would any earlier be possible?

Yes, fine. Fine, thank you.

Where?

On the corner of Fugger
in half an hour.

But only if I'm there.

Alright, I'll get myself ready.

Half a spoonful of sugar.

I'd love one. Let's go.

Thank you.

Tell Bruno to get in
touch some time, please.

I will. See you soon.

- Mr. Rath!
- Taxi!

I found this under your bed.

- Come on now, Mr. Rath.
- Thank you.

Watch where you're going!
Don't you have eyes?

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

To ashes, to dust

Stolen from the light

But not yet now

Miracles wait until the end

It must be just a dream

Trying to snatch the wind

Who really knows?

The clock on your wall

It is filled with sand

Put your hand in mine

And let us be forever

Now you make your choice

And throw us in between
happiness and agony

But I can forgive you

You are very close to death

But your eye still clear

Does it recognize me? I'm ready

To seek immortality with you