All language subtitles for Berlin Station S02 E04 Eng Sub

- Previously
on "Berlin Station"...

- Otto placed an order.

He wants 120 kilos of Semtex

in Berlin by the 21st.

- And that's three days
before the election.

The fuck are you doing here?
- Helping you out.

- I don't need
your fucking help.

- I will see things through,

be a good soldier,
and when I'm done,

you will get
all my restrictions lifted.

- What makes you think
I would agree

to a deal like that?

- Because Otto Ganz
is counting on me,

which means you are too, right?

- I need to read all your comms
going forward,

including operational cables.

- Excuse me?
- Your wish is our command.

- You were fucking with him.
- Yes and no.

Mostly yes.

The ambassador
will have access

to select operations,

but word of this one
is not to leave this room.

- BB Yates and Captain Kirsch
are up to something

they don't want me
to know about.

Your loyalties can't be
my liabilities, Steven.

- I gave 40-plus years
to my country,

and they practically handed me
a death warrant

as a thank-you note.

- Now that's the Steven Frost
I want.

- Katerina Gerhardt
has many secrets.

We can't go about
uncovering them this way.

- "We"?
- Why not?

- Well, I guess
my question is...why?

- How do we know the PfD
isn't running him into us

to figure out what we're up to?

- We're trying to tie Gerhardt
to Ganz,

And Josef has basically
all but confirmed that.

- Keep him in play.

- Your invitation
to the PfD tonight...

does it still stand?

- Some items
still need decrypting

after imaging Katerina's
hard drive,

but we now have a window

into all the PfD campaign
accounts, thanks to you.

We know Otto Ganz's order.

We set up the weapon exchange
with Daniel.

We track these accounts, live.

We catch Katerina Gerhardt
and the PfD

in one nasty act
of would-be terrorism.

[David Bowie's
"I'm Afraid of Americans"]

♪

- ♪ Na, na, na,
na, na, na, na, na, na, na ♪

♪

♪ Johnny's in America,
Lo Teks at the wheel ♪

♪

♪ Na, na, na,
na, na, na, na, na, na, na ♪

♪

♪ I'm afraid of Americans

♪ I'm afraid of the world

♪ I'm afraid I can't help it

♪ I'm afraid I can't

♪

♪ I'm afraid of Americans

♪ I'm afraid of the world

♪ I'm afraid I can't help it

♪ I'm afraid I can't

♪

♪ I'm afraid of Americans

[soft instrumental music]

- My biggest fear...

Stems from a memory.

- Keep going.

- [breathes deeply]

In the house where I grew up,

we had a long gravel driveway.

92 yards long, 276 feet.

I used to count them.

And from my bedroom window,

I could see cars
as they would come and go.

I remember hearing shouting,

and seeing my mom's...

Car disappear.

And my dad says
I can't remember

her car speeding away,
because I was only

three years old at the time,

that my memory
comes from hearing stories.

But the image is...

it's vivid.

And really haunting.

- Thank you for your courage.

What you describe

is the terror of separation,

abandonment, loss.

We ask nature
for a deeper understanding.

♪

The cells in this leaf

regenerate through mitosis,
division.

Chromatids break apart
for the leaf to thrive,

growing by the light
of the sun.

Let us and our practice
be your light,

and there's nothing to fear.

♪

[triangle chiming]

♪

[triangle's tone fades]

♪

- [whispering]
You're a very special leaf.

♪

[dramatic synth music]

♪

- [grunts]

♪

- Ah.
- Here we go.

Danke.
- Sehr gern.

- You said you had
something serious

to discuss, Richard?

- Since I first pitched you
this, uh,

side operation,

I've been jockeying
with Washington

to reinstate
your security clearances.

They've finally seen the light.

We're looking at more
than just a local adjunct gig.

You'll be advising
the White House

on special projects from here

with an embassy badge to boot.

- So is this real,
or just hearsay?

- The White House
doesn't believe they're getting

the full story.

I told them that if anyone
could fill the chasm

between CIA and State,
it was you.

- Wait a minute.

I thought BB opened
the floodgates to your offices

with all comms and operational
cables, everything.

- After Valerie Edwards'
sighting at the PfD,

who can be sure?

I've been told nothing
about any Station dealings

on that front.

Only mention of busting
a domestic terror cell.

Ah, speak of the devil.

[clears throat]

- Am I early?

- No, have a seat.

You've met your predecessor,
Steven Frost?

- I can't say that I have.

- Oh, listen, um,

I'll leave you two
the table.

- No, stay.
Come on, what's the harm

where old friends
and new colleagues cross?

Have a seat.

Steven and I
were just discussing

the T.S. Eliot poem
"Gerontion."

You're familiar with

the "wilderness of mirrors,"
of course.

In the case of Steven,
he got lost in the woods

all because he was fed
a fiction by your superiors

instead of the truth.

- An unfortunate hazard
of the job.

- An unfortunate habit of CIA.

Now it's come to my attention

that your Station reports
to my office,

to put it bluntly,

are reflecting bullshit

in my direction.
- Excuse me.

- Why wasn't I told about
one of your case officers

making an unscheduled
appearance at PfD headquarters?

- My people attend
all kinds of events

in order to maintain
their embassy cover.

- Not after I told you to stay
out of the German election,

they don't.

Don't look at him.

Yes, he was there--
at my invitation.

But I caught Valerie Edwards'
name on that list.

[sighs]

Am I wrong
to be concerned here?

The ambassador makes a request
plain as day,

and the COS rejects it?

- Well, if State
has a mandate--

- I'm sorry,

I thought you lost your seat
at this table

when you were forced
into early retirement.

- Well, I'm sorry that I really
don't buy the mystique

that comes
with your reputation.

I mean, someone who bounces
from Station to Station

leaves me a little more
concerned than it does curious.

- Let me make this easy
for you, BB,

because I know sometimes
intelligence

makes smart people do
stupid things.

You tell me
what you're really doing,

or I'll have you
on the next plane home.

Then you can explain
to the White House

what you've been doing
with American taxpayer dollars.

- In front of a civilian,
Richard?

I don't think so.

But you may expect
to be briefed by day's end,

or you can put me
on the last flight out.

- Won't be just her
that gets on a plane.

Your buddy Kirsch
will have the window seat.

[Hanes crunching loudly]

[silverware clattering]

- [sighs]
- Don't be nervous.

You'll--you'll fit right in.

- I'm not nervous.
Are you nervous?

- I'm nervous, you bet.

You want me to go in with you?

- No, no.
- Meet your teachers?

- Definitely not.

- Are you sure?
- Yes.

- All right.

Have a great day!

[sighs]

- [speaking German]

[phone buzzing]

- If you wanted to visit
the campaign trail,

you could have just asked.

- There was no time
to set up a meet.

- What's wrong?

- That hard drive that we got
from Katerina's office,

we decrypted those files,
but there's one account

that we can't access.

- You're the CIA.

What do you mean,
you can't access it?

- It's protected by
a hardware authenticator.

By the time we access
that account,

it's gonna be way too late.

- Just tell me what you need.

- Katerina has a smart card.

Looks just like a credit card
with a chip.

We need to gain access
to that card.

All you have to do
is press it onto this reader,

and it'll send a copy
back to us.

- Suddenly I'm supposed to be
the spy?

- Everything's changed.

We have this opportunity
to prove that Katerina

and Otto Ganz
are planning an attack.

- What do you mean?
- To swing the election.

Make it look like terrorism.

Tomorrow we're catching
Otto Ganz

purchasing those explosives,

most likely funded by the PfD

and undisclosed accounts

controlled completely
by Katerina.

- There are cameras everywhere.

Press, campaign staffers.

Even if I wanted to,

I couldn't.
Not today.

- You're not in this alone,
Josef.

I'm begging you to trust me
on this one.

- [exhales deeply]

I--I have to go
before they start to wonder.

♪

[tense music]

♪

- The key.

[door unlocks]

- Where the hell is Armando?

It's been a week
since you got back.

- You haven't heard from him?
- No.

- Your own asset?
- One day he calls

from your unscripted trip
to Spain.

The next day
it's radio silence.

- Hector and I left separately
from everybody else, so...

I really couldn't tell you.

- I lose an asset,

and you bring Hector DeJean
back into the mix.

- Ester,
I didn't have a choice,

and I wouldn't be standing here
right now

if he hadn't gotten
the job done.

- Well, at least one of us
is keeping an eye on him.

- You put him
under surveillance?

- I would be a fool not to.

This could hurt me, Daniel.
You know that.

- We're scheduled to meet
with Ganz later today

ahead of the exchange tomorrow.

- And the target?
Tell me you know that much.

- I'm working on it.
Ganz is keeping his cards

pretty close to the vest.

- What about the daughter?

- Is that a sample
of the order?

- Military-grade Semtex.

Serial numbers
support your cover story

if Ganz digs around.

- And the rest?

- Will arrive
from Cologne tomorrow

if you've learned
what Ganz plans to blow up.

I can't risk having this
on the streets

without the full picture.

[cell phone ringing]

- Sorry.

It's the daughter.

Lena.

- We have a problem.

- What is it?
- Not over the phone.

I'm at the bar.

- I'm on my way.

[phone beeps]

- Don't fuck this up.

- I told her she had to
make an appointment.

- It's okay, Jana.

- You cut in on my business,
Steven.

I want you to know
I can do the same.

- Don't blame me
if there's concern

about the direction
you're taking.

- The only concern you seem
to have is how to get

your foot back in the door
you were kicked out of.

- I didn't give the ambassador
reason to doubt the Station.

You did.
- You know, if you cared

the way I'm told you care,

you would go back to him
and tell him he is wrong.

The run-in at PfD was
for Valerie's cover.

There is nothing more to learn.

- You know, this is not just
about your job.

The ambassador told me
that Robert

will be right next to you
on the plane home

if you push this too far.

- Stop trying to play
the good guy.

You don't do it nearly as well
as you think.

- Okay. All right, fine.
You want to die on this hill?

Fine. Just don't take Robert
with you.

- And don't tell me
how to run my Station,

especially when you have
no fucking idea

what's at stake.

♪

[door closes]

[man speaking German over PA]

[indistinct chatter]

- [laughing]

Well, well, he lives.

- Augustus, how are you?

- What are you doing
dragging me out to the tracks?

You know how I feel
about animal cruelty.

- No protest, I got company.

I thought the German on my tail
would enjoy the excursion.

- What is it now, Hector?
- Don't worry about it.

Meet me in the stands.
I got something for you.

[speaking German]

[whistles]

Here's the money I owe you.

Told you I wouldn't forget.
- Oh, Hector, come on.

You know I'm just glad
to see you.

- Just fucking take it.
You were there

when I needed it.
Now, just take it.

- Hector, this is too much.

- Consider it interest.

Come on, Geist.
Come on, come on, baby.

[crowd cheering]

Fuck you!

Fucking A.

Okay.
Now you're a fucking curse.

I'll see you later.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey, loser.

Hey.

I know, I know.

I know, I hate my life too.

Yeah.

You're making me want to cry.

[footsteps approaching]

[tense music]

♪

Don't tell me.

Ester Krug sent you.

- You need to come with us,
Mr. DeJean.

Or do you prefer Chevalier?

- And who the fuck are you?

- You can come with us
willingly,

or my colleagues here
can escort you.

- [chuckles]

"Colleagues."

♪

- You might want to lay off
that until there's a reason

to party tomorrow.

- The police confiscated
our cargo van in Hamburg.

Maybe one last gift
from that shithead Armando.

- Your father produced
100 grand

out of thin air
in less than an hour.

What's the problem
getting another van?

- We need to steal a clean one

so there's no trace back.

- He doesn't know, does he?

Wow.

A lot of secrets
in the Ganz family, huh?

- My father has enough
to worry about, okay?

- If you're asking me to
get my hands even dirtier,

I want to know
what you're planning.

Oh, he didn't tell you about
the target either, did he?

- Are you gonna help me or not?
- I'm listening.

- I found a lot along the river
where we can lift one.

- So why not recruit
one of your father's minions?

- Because anyone I ask
would tell him

that they had to clean up
my mess.

- Right.
You've scouted security?

- Some stupid Turk.
- Armed or unarmed?

- No van today,
no exchange tomorrow.

Come on.

♪

- Make the call, Lena.

We do it or we don't.

♪

You know,
if you're gonna carry a weapon,

you should learn
to conceal better.

Let me see it.

Walther PPQ. Nice.

- It's my father's.

- Of course.

German-made.

- What the fuck are you doing?

- This is how we used to
pass the time in the battalion.

You take it apart--
barrel, spring, recoil--

and then...

you see how fast

you can reassemble.

I left the safety off.

[safety clicks]

Your father didn't teach you?

Keeps a weapon, but he doesn't
show you how to use it?

Plans an attack, but he doesn't
let you in on the target?

He doesn't trust you.

- You don't know
what you're talking about.

- The latest polls
show a tightening race

for the Bundestag
as the Far-Right PfD party

continues to rise
in what may be

the closest German election
in decades.

- I apologize for being late.

Let's please use the SCIF.

- So I think
it's understandable

that Josef is hesitant.

[door closes]

- So in other words,

he's refusing to cooperate?

- No, he's asking
for more time.

- Does Emmerich understand
the narrow time frame we have?

- Well, yes, of course he does.
He also understands

the consequences
if he gets caught.

He'll be finished.
- Well, tough shit.

He never should have
put the bait on the lure.

- Isn't this where we lay
the mouse trap?

- I don't think he's prone.

- Money and ideology,
maybe not in his case.

But what politician these days
isn't prey to coercion?

- He's clean, Robert.
April did the background check.

We'll have to do better
than blackmail.

- BB had me do
some extra digging

on his credit cards,
travel and phone.

I found some irregularities
a few years ago

with frequent purchases
in a section of town

outside of his usual routine.

- You do realize
this is when his wife

was having cancer treatments,
right?

- That's what I thought
it was about as well,

but then I looked
a little closer,

and I saw that
his cell phone metabase

regularly was placed outside
of a residential building

across town at night.

Filtering through the tenants
with the contacts on his phone,

I found a woman's apartment.

The nurse who had been
treating his wife.

- I'd say the threat of being
outed as the next John Edwards

to me qualifies as coercive.

- I hope you understand
the risk

this man took coming to us.

I mean, is this the message
we want to send out?

Intimidation by scandal?
Really?

- After coercion comes ego.

Take your pick.
Could mean take him to bed.

- Why can't we just
wait a beat?

- Because this isn't a debate.

Is that clear?

- Loud and.

[door closes]

- Um...

April, could you
give us a minute?

[door opens]

[door closes]

What was that?

- We're about to meet
with the Germans

to green-light an operation
for tomorrow,

and the team is dithering.

- Is that why you've been
crawling out of your skin?

Or is there something
I don't know about?

- There's a lot
you don't know, Robert.

That's life.

[door closes]

[dramatic music]

♪

- These people.
- [chuckles]

- What the fuck

is a mung bean, anyway?
- I don't know.

But I am hungry.

That was not a meal.

But only 36 more hours

until our one-on-one
with Hyacinth,

and then we're done.

That woman freaks me out.

- She seemed to make
an impression on you.

- Oh...

- Is that your greatest fear?
Abandonment?

Hey.

You know I'd never
leave you, right?

They way your mom did.

- If someone from the Farm
had told me five years ago

that I would be bugging
a cult leader

in order to nail
her oil tycoon acolyte,

I wouldn't have believed him.
- Hey, hey--hey, hey, hey.

Don't change the subject.

Bullshit as this place is,

I'm glad I got to chime
the triangle when you spoke.

- [laughing]

- I felt like I was--
I was holding you up.

- Me too.

Come on, let's test it out.

- All right.

♪

Testing.

Testing one, two, three.

If you can hear me,

marry me.

♪

Three stones.

One for each year
I've known you,

each of which has made me
a more generous human

because I get to wake up
every day

knowing you're in my life.

Six postings for you,
four for me.

Let's make this the last one,
head home after,

plant some roots together.

Come on, don't take the COS gig
in Belgium.

Come on, if you do,
we may never get out,

never make it to...
our next phase.

I mean, we both know

the Brussels Station
is a shitshow.

It's not worth your energy
to fix.

Marry me instead.

We'll go to Belgium
on our honeymoon.

- I can't answer with all these
evil eyes watching us.

Okay? When we're done here?

- [chuckles]

- [whistling]

[footsteps approaching]

[door unlocks]

[whistles]

[door closes]

- Hector DeJean.

[chuckles]

Thomas Shaw.

Andrew Chevalier.

A man of many identities,

or none at all.

- What the fuck are you doing
dragging me in here

like I'm on some fucking
terror watch list?

Oh, don't shut the window.

- You're on so many lists,
Hector,

I could hold you
for as long as I want,

and no one would think twice.

- I assume Robert and BB

don't know about
this little stunt of yours.

- When partners don't do
what's in their best interest,

do it for them.

- You never cease to amaze me,
Ester.

- The moment we close
tomorrow's operation,

you are gonna leave Berlin
for good and never look back.

- Aww. We'll still get to be
pen pals, I hope.

- I'm not fucking around here,
Hector.

- Trust me, Ester,

when I'm done with this shit,

I'm saying auf Wiedersehen

to you and to Berlin,
but right now,

Andrew Chevalier has
an appointment with Otto Ganz,

which you don't want him
to be late for.

You smell nice.

- You don't.

♪

- Okay, guard's moving.
Let's go.

[tense music]

♪

[breathing heavily]

There's the box.

- I'll get the van.
You open the gate.

♪

[door handle rattles]

Shit.

[door handle rattles]
- Hey.

[speaking German]

- [speaking German]

[panting]

- [speaking German]

- Do it.

He'll have a police sketch
of us up in an hour.

- [speaking German]

- Lena.
Fucking do it.

We don't have time.

- [breathing shakily]

♪

- Okay, I'll take care of it.

Give to me
and get in the van.

♪

Go on. Move.

Go.

- Oh, God.

[gun fires]

[engine turning over]

[soft music]

♪

What did you do
with the body?

- You don't want to know.

What?

I didn't see this side of you
when we watched your father

bash your dead boyfriend's
head in with a crowbar.

- He was a fucking traitor,
not my boyfriend.

- It's okay
to feel something, Lena.

Doesn't make you any less
devoted to the cause.

You know,
it's none of my business,

but if I were you,

I'd want to know exactly
what I was getting involved in

before risking
that much jail time.

- I know--I know it's fucked up
he didn't tell me,

but my father needs me.

- And what about you?

- [exhales]
- Hmm?

What do you need?

♪

- A way out of here, I guess.

- So we're just gonna bluff
our way through this meeting

without access
to Gerhardt's account?

- We can't afford to let
the Germans get cold feet.

- Even though we don't have
a way to track the money yet?

- We're out of time, Robert.
We either do this thing

tomorrow,
or we don't do it at all.

- They're gonna want to know
we're all systems go.

- Well, just turn on
your charm.

Keep 'em busy until Valerie
comes through.

Danke, Herr Duwal.

[lock clicks]

- I didn't expect to hear
from you.

- Well, I didn't like
the way things were left.

- Neither did I.

- [speaking German]

- Beer?
- Oh, no. No, I shouldn't.

- Two beers.

- Oh. Guess I should.

- So have your people found
a workaround to our problem?

- Unfortunately, yes.

- That doesn't sound
reassuring.

- My superiors
aren't quite as willing

to accept your reluctance
as I am.

- Are you trying to
intimidate me, Valerie?

- I'm trying to protect you.

- From what?
Blackmail?

- Josef, please don't forget

that you're the one
who reached out to us.

- No, I reached out to you.

Don't you see that?

Why did you let me kiss you
the other night?

To string me along?

To keep me in play?

What have your people found?

The affair when Lili
was battling cancer?

- In my background check,
I found nothing of the sort.

- You would make
a very good politician,

Valerie Edwards.

Would a background check
tell me

why a woman of your beauty
and your intellect

is single at her age?

♪

- Occupational hazard,
I suppose.

- Shouldn't you be offering me
a pile of cash

to buy my cooperation?

- [laughs]

Well, if I thought
you'd stoop to it, I would.

- What other tricks are
up your sleeve?

Right.

- Josef, I don't want
to compromise you any further.

We'll find another way,

but I can't promise you
any more contact.

- You're cutting me out?

- But you can't have it
both ways,

and I hope you understand that.

We're very grateful
for everything you've done

for us so far.

- The rest of the day is
back-to-back campaign stops.

It is like I said,
there is no opportunity today.

- And what if I created one?

- How do you mean?

- I can get Katerina
away from her bag

just long enough
for you to pull that card.

♪

- Show me the card reader
again.

- What about
the tactical assessment?

- We have GSG-9 positioned

with snipers and SWAT
to take in Ganz

at the same time
we bring in Gerhardt

for financing the purchase.

- Yes, but neither is aware
of the target until

the operation is underway,

to prevent any further
security leaks.

Is that relevant
to our discussion?

- It's confirmation that the
monitor on Katerina's account

will be up and running
within the hour.

- Nothing is green-lit
until it is.

- We've carried you this far,
haven't we?

If there's anything else,
Robert and I will be in touch.

- [exhales]

- Hey.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.

What was, uh--what the hell
was that all about?

You, uh--first you rip
into Valerie this morning,

now you rip into the Germans?

What's going on?

- Hanes knows
we're blowing smoke up his ass.

- Oh, come on.
How?

- Ask your good friend
Steven Frost.

He's in bed
with the ambassador.

- No fucking way.

- They knew Valerie
was at the PfD.

He smells fish wafting up
from the Station.

Gave me an ultimatum
to tell him everything.

- Oh, really? What kind of
ultimatum would that be?

- The kind that involves
a recall to Langley.

- Oh.

Okay, so what do we do?

- We push through
with tomorrow,

so we come out on top,

and he looks like
the asshole that he is.

[cell phone ringing]

- Uh, I'm--I'm sorry.

Hello?

Yes, this is he.

Okay.

Oh, okay.

Uh, yes I--I will.
Thank you.

Thank you very much.

- Everything okay?

- Uh...

Yeah, it's just--it's, uh--

my, uh, principal
at my son's school.

Noah got in a fight.

He's been in a mood
since he got here.

You know,
he's just all over me,

scratching at the question
of what it is that I really do.

He will not...

Could--
[clears throat]

Could you do me a favor?

Would you ever consider
coming out with us

and pretending to be my boss

at the Office
of Regional Affairs?

- I'm not good with children,
Robert.

- He's 13.

- I'm gonna be camped out
at the office

until really late tonight,

getting ready for tomorrow.

- Yeah.

I get it.

- Take my hands.

♪

There's nothing to fear...

unless your practice
is insincere.

- I'm committed to the path.

- Who are you, truly?

BB...

This is not your true name.

- Nickname I've had
since I was a kid.

- Who gave it to you?

- My dad.

How'd you get the name
Hyacinth?

- What's that scar
behind your ear?

- My cousin shot me
with a BB gun.

- Hmm.

Children can be cruel.

- No more so than life.

- You believe that?

- It's been my experience.

♪

- There's a darkness
hanging over you.

Your fear.

Abandonment and loss.

They told you
it was not your fault

that your mother left,

but deep down,
you blame yourself.

You think

if you'd somehow
been different,

maybe she would've stayed.

You're afraid,

afraid if anyone
knows your true self...

they'll leave you too.

That's why you hide

behind a childhood nickname.

- No, she's--she's upset.

She's upset, she--there's--
there's something wrong.

- No, it's all part
of the process.

- Huh?

- Yeah, they cannot be
disturbed.

- Your disguise
may provide false security,

but I see you.

I see through the lies.

You must live an honest life,

or you'll continue to lose
the people you love.

- This is--
I--I am gonna--

- No, no, no, no.
- No, I--I--I don't--

No, no, no.
I--I--no, I don't like this.

We're getting out of here
right now.

[shouting]
Get your hands off!

- Get him out of here!

- Calm down.

Calm down.
You'll be fine.

Don't be rough with him.
You'll be fine.

- What is going on?
- I'm so sorry.

I apologize for his behavior.

We'll go now.

- Nice of you to show up.

- Not a moment too soon,
I hope.

- Lena doesn't know the target.

She's as much in the dark
as we are.

- And this is good news?
- Maybe.

Let's just keep playing 'em
against each other,

see what happens.

- Where's the van?

- It's here.

- So why don't the plates
match?

- The original van
ran into trouble.

But it's fine.
I replaced it.

- [speaking German]

- English, please.

Mein Deutsch no es bueno.
I need to know what's going on.

- It was my responsibility,
okay?

- No, it's my responsibility.

It's my decision.

You know better.

- What do I know?
I know nothing.

Please stop telling me
it's for my own good

to keep me in the dark.

- Okay, Otto, can I have a word
in private, please?

- Get out.

- This is fucked up.

What the hell was that for?

- It's for your own good, Lena.

It's about time
you stood up to him like that.

- [sighs]

- You want to hide your cards
from me and Trevor,

I get it, but I do not need

a family drama
in the same space

as 120 kilos of fucking Semtex.

Now, you handle your daughter,
Otto, or I walk.

- I will handle her.
- Now, I'm no father,

but what I saw just now
and I saw in Spain

is you treating
your most loyal asset

like a fucking dog.

I'd bark too if I were her.

- I didn't ask
for your opinion.

- No, but you asked
for my cooperation.

You want to keep
her hands clean,

don't bring her
to the exchange tomorrow.

She's in or she's out.

Tomorrow's not the time
for emotional baggage.

Think on it.

♪

- I don't understand
why he was so resistant.

He has more to gain than anyone
with Gerhardt's downfall.

- Is this based
on your long history

of recruiting agents, April,

or more rookie conjecture?

- It's based on the facts
at hand.

- Showtime.

♪

[horn honks]

So far, so good.

- Hello?

[woman speaking German]

♪

- Did he do it?

- Hard to tell.

♪

[car door closes,
engine turning over]

- [speaking German]

[phone buzzes]

- That wasn't so difficult.
See?

- Easy for you to say.

Where are you?

- Just up the road.

Silver car.
- Oh.

Your cab driver
played his part very well,

to the tune of 1,000 euro
worth of damage.

- No worries.
We'll take care of everything.

- It is more than
auto insurance I need, Valerie.

- Josef, I told you,
you have my word.

- Just your word?

- I'm gonna check verification
to make sure we're good to go.

[chuckles]

Yep, we got in.

Well done, Josef.

- When do I see you again?

- I'll update you soon.
I got to go.

- Valerie--

Valerie.

- You don't need to deal
with that now?

- Deal with what?

[engine turns over]

♪

[footsteps approaching]

- You got a lot of homework?
- Uh, yes.

- What do you got?
- Oh, my God.

- Uncle Steven!

- Noah? Oh--oh!

Look at you.

My gosh, you're almost as tall
as your dad.

[laughs]
I used to carry you.

I could still do it.

Oh, yeah, I can do it.
I got it.

Oh, boy.
Just like the old days.

[Noah laughs]

- [grunting]

You losing your hair yet?
- No, it's still there.

- Oh, can I have some of that?
- Hey.

- Go get started on
your homework, all right?

I got to talk to Uncle Steven.

I'm gonna make you a snack.

- All right.
- I've got to go call my mom.

- Wow.

[chuckles] Wow.

When did he get here?

- About a week ago.

- Look, Robert, I don't know
what BB told you.

- Enough to make me wonder

what gives with you and Hanes.

- Well, that's about as much
your business

as the Station's is mine.

- Not if it infringes
on Station business,

for fuck's sakes.

Don't make me talk to a wall
here, Steven.

- You know, I told you

not to mess around with Hanes
or the new administration.

It's--it's career suicide.
- I'm a big boy now.

I can think for myself,
thank you very much.

- You're thinking
with your dick, my friend.

- "Friend"?
Give me a fucking break.

- You know, it's one thing
to sleep with the boss,

something else to fall asleep
at the switch.

- Okay so who the fuck are you
walking in here, huh?

Talking to me like that,
shilling your processed foods,

opening doors for Big Pharma,

bouncing around town
with your Rolex

from one boozy lunch
to the next.

- Well, you got me there,
Robert.

But...

I still don't think
that disqualifies me

from trying to talk some sense
into you.

[sighs]

Did BB tell you the terms

of Hanes' request
for full disclosure?

- Yeah, as a matter of fact,
she did,

but I hate to be the bearer
of bad news.

Her getting sent back home

doesn't get you your old job
back, Steven,

- No, she gets sent back home,

and then you take over
as acting chief?

- Yeah, well, that wouldn't be
the first time, now, would it?

- No, Robert, it wouldn't,
but I don't think

it's gonna happen this time.

- What the fuck is that
supposed to mean?

Huh?

- Ask your boss.

I'm just a corporate shill
and a has-been, remember?

[door slams]

- Testing.
Testing, one, two, three.

If you can hear me,
marry me.

Testing.
Testing, one, two, three.

If you can hear me...

- [sobs]

- Marry me.

- No, Dad.
No, no.

I don't even land in Billings
until 9:00 at night.

I know.
I'm excited to see you too.

- Does he know about us yet?

- He will soon enough.

- Testing.

Testing, one, two, three.

If you can hear me,
marry me.

You sure about this?

- No, I've changed my mind.

- [laughing]

[horn blares]
- [gasps]

[glass shattering]

[gasps]

[soft music]

Morgan?

Morgan?

[crying]

♪

[sobs]

- Do you know what you want?

- Have not looked yet.
Um...

- I didn't know you came here,
Robert.

- BB.
- This must be Noah.

Your dad talks about you
all day.

- I'm sorry, who are you?
- This is BB.

- BB Yates.
U.S. Embassy.

- So do you also work
at the office of--

- Regional Affairs

for US Economic, Political,
and Cultural Interests

in the Central European Sector,
yeah.

But I know it's very boring,

and it doesn't exactly fit
on a business card.

- Uh, would you care
to join us?

- That okay with you, Noah?

- Yeah.

- We were just about to order.

- Thank you.

What are you having, Noah?

- Noah?

BB asked you a question.

- I don't know.

- Uh, we've--sorry.
We've had a long day.

- I'm sure it's a lot.

You're in school, right?
In the city?

- Yeah.

- I went through the same stuff
when my folks divorced.

- I didn't know that about you.

- So who did you end up
living with?

- My dad, but you're very lucky
to have both your parents.

Mine didn't know
what he was doing.

- Maybe my dad could call in
for some tips

on what not to do.

- Oh, now you're funny.

- Excuse me, I have to use
the bathroom.

- Thank you.
You came out.

You didn't--
you didn't have to.

- Seems like he's gonna
be fine.

- So where are we with
the whole Hanes thing?

- No one's going anywhere,
Robert.

- Thank you, BB.

- What a surprise.

Come in.

- Hope I'm not intruding.
- No, not at all.

- Wow.

Lovely place.

- What do you say in English?

Bachelor pad?

I moved in after Lili died.

- Quite the collection
you have here.

- Most nights they are my main
form of company.

- You're sure I'm not imposing.

- I'm very happy you're here.

- I wanted to thank you

for everything you've done
for us.

It helped us move forward,
you know?

- I have to admit, it was kind
of exciting.

Is that why you do it?

- No.

- Why then?

- Same reason you're
a politician, I suppose.

To effect change.

- Beneath the surface
differences,

we have this in common.

There was one other option
today, wasn't there?

But you didn't try it.

- I want you to know that I...

I destroyed your files.

- My marriage with Lili was
over long before she got sick.

Cheers.

- You don't have to explain
any of that to me.

- You could have called to tell
me all that.

No?

- Mm-mm.
- How come?

- Because I wanted this.

- Yeah.

- All right.

Let's send this motherfucker
back to the hellhole

where he belongs.

♪

[beep]

♪

- While I do appreciate all
you've done for the Station,

I like to do everything myself.

I'm sure that you understand.

- Call me in afterhours.
I hope this is worth it.

- It's everything.

- Give me the short version.

- Far-Right terror attack
to tilt the election

to the PfD.

Tomorrow's march,
Oberbaum Bridge,

made to look like ISIS.

- Does Gerhardt know
about this?

- Katerina Gerhardt financed
the whole thing.

- And you kept this from us
until now for what reason?

- There was no time
for rigmarole

when we first got wind
a couple weeks ago.

Besides, these days,

who's to say there would have
been support?

- To stop terrorism?

- We didn't know that part
at first.

To stop the PfD.

You yourself said you wouldn't
brook any interference

in the election.

What am I supposed to conclude
from that?

- That this isn't 1970s
South America

where the CIA made us
a bad name.

Even if for a good cause.

- The rise of the Far Right
being preferable

to the rise of Communism?

- We'll leave it at that, BB.

You did the right thing
coming to me.

- Oh, I did what you
forced me to do.

And now the mission rests
in your hands,

and I hope you sleep well
tonight

knowing a lot of peoples' lives
are at stake tomorrow

if you don't decide
to shut us down.

- [laughs] Shut you down?

No, I wouldn't touch this
with our rooftop flagpole.

- You won't tell Washington?

- Let me put it this way,

should you succeed
and apprehend

your targets tomorrow,

then both of us share
the victory.

But if you fail,

then I expect your resignation.

Deal?

- Kirsch

is off the table.

[indistinct chatter]

- Did you really have to
reassign Susan?

She's been here, like,
20 years.

Couldn't you just let her ride
out the desk till retirement?

- Security breeds negligence,
Roger.

And given the size of the hole
in the Station,

you're probably gonna have
to let go

of a few other things too.

♪

- Rashid Khan,
CEO of United Petroleum,

was indicted Thursday
for shorting oil prices

at his company.

Self-proclaimed spiritual
guru, Hyacinth Svoboda,

on whom he openly
relied for guidance,

is also facing charges.

♪