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We are here, we will fight, 'cause you are stealing our life!
DEPARTMENT OF THE INTERIOR
-The Internet is fast. -If you need anything, let us now.
Yeah.
You answered emails without knowing the sender.
I didn't answer anybody.
The entire chat is fake.
You found in my email exactly what you were supposed to find. You know?
Here. That's the IP address.
That's where the emails were sent from.
If not by your people at Europol, then those responsible for the blackout.
But maybe they made a huge mistake when they sent me the email,
because now we have their IP address.
VPN encoded. The sender is invisible online. It's a dead end.
But we're already a few steps ahead. Ishan?
This is the provider that encoded the files online. Cyberstar.
They are in Australia.
We seized the server farm of the computer centre.
When everyone wants the same, things can move very fast.
This server type does not save any log files.
There's no further data we can track down.
We have a list of IP addresses active on the server when the computer was attacked.
-You got pretty far. -Not far enough.
295.000 addresses worldwide. Everywhere, on every continent.
Impossible to pursue any further.
Shit.
NUCLEAR POWER PLANT Werthe almost 6 Days without Power
Our status is as follows.
We don't know when and if we get any diesel.
We also don't know what exactly is happening in the reactor.
I will stay.
I am asking everyone else to leave now.
Your shift is over.
Try to get as far as you can, and warn everybody you meet outside.
Leave.
If the reactor blows, it's useless to be 50 km away.
I am staying.
Me too.
Me too.
And me too.
Frauke. We need you on the crisis team.
All right. How can we limit the area where the attackers are located?
We analysed the flight connections of Jorge Pucao and his accomplices.
There are three possible territories.
Mexico, the southern Mediterranean, and the Middle East.
There were repeatedly movements of the group to Mexico City.
They held the Global Environment Forum.
And then, two weeks ago, these two, Janette Bordieux and Siti Jusuf,
landed in Tunis at the same time.
How many suspicious IP addresses do we have in North Africa?
-Several thousand. -And Pucao?
No trace of him.
The police won't believe you. You'll go straight to jail.
Everything all right?
I think I know where Pucao might be.
The code on the smart meters...
It's mine.
I wrote it.
Twenty years ago, my friends and I went to Genoa to the G8 Summit.
We wanted to peacefully protest, and...
Yes, I read the reports.
Anyways, back then I thought of this hack.
The blackout.
And I told my friends about it.
Did you also think of a way to hack into nuclear power plants?
The blackout has two components.
No, I just had the idea with the smart meters.
That's why I was looking for my friends, they're the only ones who knew.
Only you and your friends knew the smart meter code?
-On the photo... -Yes?
There's a guy on the left.
That's Florian. He was in our group back then.
-Where is that? -Paris 2016.
He now owns a surf shop in Casablanca.
He knows the code.
And he knows Pucao.
Casablanca. That's what we have to look.
I need three men! The fuel truck is here!
Let's go! Come on, come on!
You go behind it. Great.
-You go up there. -Will do.
-Here. You got the hose? -It has to go straight in here.
-All right, stick it in. -Let's go.
Launch. Launch!
And go!
For sure?
The fuel truck made it!
They are now fuelling the emergency cooling systems.
Thank God.
-The fuel truck made it. -What?
-The needle is moving! -Yes!
That was a close call.
Do we know the levels now?
Incident category four or five. We have the first levels.
Looks like we're getting off fairly lightly.
All right guys, the moment of truth.
I combined the IP addresses from Australia with geodata from Casablanca.
Okay?
Okay.
One hit.
Another one.
Fuck, man!
There are 226 possible IP addresses in this area.
226 of 295.000. It's getting better.
Shit.
It will take at least three days until the Moroccan police has reviewed those.
-Europol it's on its way. -Who is going to Casablanca?
-Viola? -Erm, Bollard.
Casablanca, Morocco
We have to move on the other issues.
What's going on with medical care? What about food supplies?
For how much longer do we have provisions?
Food supplies: the federal civil reserve is basically empty.
Fuels: maybe another two days.
And then we have the issue of not being able to distribute fast enough.
-Shit. -So people are left to their own devices.
That's what it looks like.
We have to accept the aid offer. I am begging you.
The decision has been made. The chancellor refused the Russian aid.
Tonight, another 400 hospitals will close.
50 million people already don't have access to medical care.
Old people are dying of thirst in their apartments.
We are unable to supply the population. We don't have any more means.
If Russia is behind this blackout and we accept their help, we're finished.
Mr. Secretary. We're already finished.
Why don't you say something?
She's right.
The people out there need our help. We can't let them starve.
-Franรงois Bollard. -Said.
Any news?
Not yet. But we have ten teams. We will find them.
Ten teams. Can't we get more?
The King made the decision. We have ten teams.
All right. We took another look at the flight list.
Before he was found dead in Bali,
Dragenau met three times with a businessman who we already know.
Balduin von Ansen.
Successful start-up entrepreneur. Swiss citizen.
Generously funds political and social projects.
Got rich with a stock exchange software when he was only 26.
Von Ansen financed Jorge Pucao's anti-globalisation blog for a long time.
The donations stopped two years ago.
Pucao went underground two years ago.
That's why we took a closer look at von Ansen. He's even richer now.
He owns a high-tech company with numerous subsidiaries.
One of these companies bought an entire building complex in 2018.
-In Casablanca? -No, but only 80 km away. In Rabat.
There's only one suspicious IP address there.
Right in this building.
-Are you ready? -Yes.
We're almost there.
Rabbat, Morocco
Stop!
I'm going up.
Stop!
Fuck.
Said!
Said!
-Is that him? -That's Florian.
-Drink up! -Drink up!
Hey Florian, does your mum know you drink wine?
Target location secured.
Eleven targets, two injured.
Three dead.
We are only missing one.
Pucao.
Bollard.
Here you are.
Did you get what you wanted?
You did the right thing, Manzano.
I just don't know why they bothered sending me the fake emails.
Why didn't they just kill me like Dragenau?
You're difficult to track down, Pierre.
All right, now help us finish this.
We have access to the Restart website. Long chats in hacker slang.
-We can read the Restart chats? -We can use your help.
What's going on with the generators? Why does the temperature keep rising?
We're almost out of cooling fluids.
The main cooling pumps are still not starting up.
I did some calculations. The power from the diesel generators is not enough.
We need mains electricity. Fuck.
If the fuel rods are exposed, we're screwed.
All right.
Mum?
-Yes? -Can we go home now?
Not yet.
Frauke, the kids want to go home.
Axel.
Come on.
That's out of the question.
Frauke, I'm their dad, I can take care of them.
I'm glad you're figuring that out.
-The kids are staying here. -And then?
-Your co-workers will watch them? -Yes.
-Because I can actually rely on them. -Saving the world and being a perfect mum.
-All by yourself. -You have no clue about our lives!
I was wrong putting the children on the train.
I know that. I'm sorry.
Have you never made a mistake?
Frauke.
Our children have been through a lot, and they'd like to go home.
Axel.
Carmen will give you my keys.
The apartment is a mess.
Daddy's taking you home.
I will get you a car, and then I'll come as soon as I can, all right?
Come on.
-What does this mean? -Abbreviations.
Bakunin, Proudhon, Zapata.
These are the user names of the Restart site.
The timeline of the chat begins at zero hour of the blackout.
Bakunin.
"By striving to do the impossible, man has always achieved what is possible."
Bakunin was an anarchist.
They think that only by destroying the system there can be any renewal.
How do you know?
I used to be an anarchist too.
Pucao does not recruit in the slums.
His accomplices all come from the middle or upper class.
A project like that takes years of preparation and a lot of money.
Enter von Ansen.
He said in an interview that the window to save the world is closing
-and that it is time to act. -I'm thrilled. A mega rich terrorist.
You're doing the dirty work, huh?
In the meantime, your superiors are destroying the world.
Do you think that's fair?
You killed thousands, maybe tens of thousands.
Is that the justice you're talking about?
You forced our hand.
We forced you to attack nuclear power plants?
We didn't attack any power plants.
It's not our fault that multinational corporations
save money on reactor safety to make a profit.
They're talking in the chat about a widget file. Any idea what it is?
It's kind of control software.
And that could have something to do with the power plants?
I don't know how that would work.
All right.
Exactly. O-U.
You got it?
Yes.
Question.
Can you send text messages via satellite phone?
Ask him about the widget file.
We're looking for a widget file. Anything come to mind?
Nothing.
You messed with the software of the power plants.
Where do we find the widget file?
My father passed away three days ago near Saint-Laurent.
Heart attack.
No doctor.
Nobody was able to help him.
Saint-Laurent. Do you know what happened there?
Do you know what happened there?
My parents had to leave their house.
The house that they had built with their own hands
when they came to France with nothing.
And now? Restricted area.
Everything is contaminated.
They threw my dad on a pile of dead radiation victims.
Then they poured concrete on top.
He didn't get a grave.
You are going to tell me now what you know about this fucking file,
and where we can find it. Otherwise I will blow your brains out.
And I don't give a flying fuck if I go to jail for it.
Got it?
All right then, shoot!
You'd like that, huh? Dream on.
Bollard. Can I talk to Manzano?
One sec. Pierre? It's Bollard. Talk to him.
-Hello? -Manzano.
He said something about a gauge or something.
-It's about the gauges? -I didn't really understand.
-Did he say anything else? -That's all I know.
-What did he say? Which file is it? -Barely heard him. Something about gauges.
MOSCOW
Something about the gauges.
They rigged them.
That's genius!
They rigged them.
Why the fuck didn't I think of that? That's genius.
It's just like the clocks.
You see? They just moved the needles.
They rigged the gauges using a widget file.
God dammit, that is genius!
The instruments are showing errors that don't exist.
Whoever thought of this is banking on the weakest link. Humans.
They react to the misinformation on the gauge and cause the problem.
They mess up the system or shut it off.
Even though the power plants are working properly.
That's why they didn't find anything.
-Exactly. -Looking for a virus that doesn't exist.
Shit.
Patrick is still in Ratingen. They have to look into this right away.
"'You know what he called out to the entire ballroom?'
'No, what?' asked Alva.
'That's impossible. The belle of the ball already left.'
And that made Alva laugh."
Sweet dreams.
What's going on?
They're saying we should just start over and ignore the error messages.
It's like your station wagon.
The warning lights are on, but nothing is wrong.
Very funny.
This time we're not shutting down, no matter what the gauges say. Full load.
-Okay. -Ready?
Ready.
Three, two, one, go!
The system is running!
It's running!
It's running!
-We're back on! -Yes!
We're back.
Manzano, the power is back!
Did you do that? You are a genius. Where are you?
Aren't you happy?
He's asleep. Have you ever seen that?
No. Maybe he's human after all.
I'm not so sure.
Son, you have a sign.
For once you have to put yourself first, not the others.
I am begging you. Sign.
Pipo.
Pipo?
What did you do? Pipo!
Here you are.
I was looking for you.
Is someone waiting for you?
I wanted to thank you.
Without you we would've never found the bug in the power plants.
The Secretary will make sure you won't have any legal issues.
Did he say that?
The Secretary caught the culprits. He's taking the credit.
I see.
Now these things are working again.
What will you do now?
I have an invitation tonight.
So someone is waiting for you.
Maybe.
Good luck, Manzano.
Thank you.
Secretary Severin.
-Mr. Secretary! -What can you tell us?
Thanks to the cooperation of the European committees and governments
and my own department, we were able to finally end the blackout.
What happens now?
The attackers have been detained and will have to stand trial...
Mum! We can't wait to see you!
How far would you have gone?
I don't know.
There's a Moroccan proverb my grandma told me about.
"He who looks for honey must have the courage to face the bees."
We know his name. We know what he looks like.
-He's not getting away. -Yes.
Thanks, Said.
Passport.
Hello?
Hello!
-Mum! -Mummy!
Hey.
There you are.
-Daddy made dinner. -I found a few cans in the cupboard.
Thanks, Axel.
Okay.
Why don't you stay?
-We could have dinner together. -Yes, please!
-Sure. -I want to show you something.
Okay.
Maybe we could talk about...
About Lisa and Marie. Maybe we can split it up evenly...
so that you can see the kids more often.
I would love it.
And? Did you earn yourself a medal?
I'd be happy with a heated hotel room.
Realizing only now all the things that it didn't work.
It was more than a blackout.
It will change your lives.
Do you really think things will be different?
I feel like everything is turning in circles.
"While I breathe, I hope."
I'm not giving up hope, but...
No one has the right to sacrifice lives.
Have you heard from Florian lately?
No, we're not in touch. Same is with the others.
But I did run into him once in Paris.
At a protest. Why are you asking?
No reason.
Mum!
Mum?
Mum!
To the future.
No pasarรกn.
Dolores Ibarruri.
"Better to die on your feet than live forever on your knees."
It was written on her tombstone.
December 9, 1895.
Her birthday.
0-9-1-2-1-8-9-5.
My code.
Did you tell anyone about my blackout plan?
As long as only money and power count, nothing will ever change.
I remember how you told us that in Genoa. At the Escola Dias.
When did the real big changes happen?
When did corrupt systems get destroyed?
Only after a huge disaster.
Holy shit. What... What did you do?
What you were planning to do 20 years ago.
In Genoa we were fighting together for a better world.
Helena, have you been outside in the last few days?
Did you see what's going on?
Did you see people dying, fighting over the last piece of bread?
There's a price for a better world.
Can you tell me what changed in the last 20 years?
Are the poor less poor?
Is the environment less destroyed?
Are the corrupt elites and corporations less powerful?
The world is racing towards a collapse.
But you can't just reduce Europe to rubble!
It's always about profit!
Do you really think this blackout is hurting the rich?
The poorest are hurting the most.
Something had to happen.
What happened to your dreams, to your ideals?
The Manzano from back then? You were my hero!
The code.
The smart meters. You told them about it.
I told Jorge about it.
Jorge Pucao?
Holy shit, Helena.
I didn't want it. Not like this.
I thought the lights would turn on again after two days.
I missed you so much.
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