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Never before in the history of independent Finland

has there been an election battle quite as vicious as this one.

Agrarian League presidential candidate Prime Minister Kekkonen has been...

With the election just a week away now,

speculation about the outcome is increasing.

The extent of the campaign's impact on the general turnout

and each candidate's personal standing remains to be seen...

Sorry.

I can't do anything.

Don't worry.

Everything will be fine. Olavi just caught a little cold.

You should go and rest, too. I'll go to the market for potatoes.

Stop this rubbish, damn you!

I fucking hate you all and your supposedly important work.

It always comes before me. Before everything!

- Try to calm down, Siiri. - Shut up!

Olavi nearly died because of all of you.

What if he really had died?

What would have happened to me, then?

I've seen him in a far worse state, many times.

Good night.

DEATH CERTIFICATE

Mummy, I love you.

And I love you.

Then this Finn appeared, just there.

He rushed at me and knocked me out.

- How do you know he was Finnish? - Because he played cards with me.

- What? - At that Finnish party.

A heavy blow to your head, right?

What?

God knows how long you were lying on the shore before you were found.

I'm not crazy and I remember it all just fine. It was the Finns.

The blast happened in the silo. They were welding.

One of the gas cylinders went off and the rest followed.

Sabanov and I sorted it out. Now get some rest.

But what if it was the Finns?

Then it's my job. Is that clear?

It looks like it was human error.

How's that? Human error?

It's a good thing that the fire didn't spread to the enrichment plant.

Silos can always be rebuilt

but if the uranium had exploded,

that would have been the end for all of us.

Thank you, Comrade Sergeyev.

How's Dimitri?

Between you and me, not so good.

He took Comrade Kuratov's death quite hard.

I'll see him before I leave.

Maybe you shouldn't disturb him.

Let him recover.

Focus on the main thing Baba Yaga won't be ready before the elections.

And there's Molotov...

You'd better tell Molotov

that I'll try to work out another way

of stopping Porkkala being returned to the Finns.

Eh, Ivan Dimitriyevich... What would I do without you?

- Happy New Year, dear Bror. - What do you want?

I want K.A. Fagerholm to be the next president.

Too bad his campaign budget turned out to be too small.

Blame YrjO Ylitalo for that.

Yrjo Ylitalo? I doubt it.

The Security Police doesn't have the authority.

Maybe they're overstepping their authority.

Or it's that agent of yours who disappeared last autumn

who's behind this mess.

How do I get my hands on the election results?

Don't even joke about that.

Do your countrymen want the USSR to be in charge in Finland?

Don't exaggerate.

Kekkonen is Moscow's puppet.

Finland needs a pro-Western leader who will protect it from communism.

You may be right, but you can't manipulate the people's will.

And without money, it's difficult to buy the electors' votes.

So the only alternative is to eliminate the electors...

or Kekkonen himself.

Good morning.

- Isn't Julius coming? - In a minute.

- Any word from Sergeyev? - I'll tell you when I have contact.

- How's Olavi? - A bit frozen, but he'll recover.

Thanks for the gift.

What else did you find out? Where was Aino before she got sick?

Where is her grave?

She was buried in Ruskeala. It was ceded to the Soviet Union.

I went through all the sources.

I couldn't even find out when she came to Finland.

She died three months after you brought me to Finland.

What was she doing in Ruskeala?

Was she trying to find me?

I'm sure you can find out more.

That's enough, Helena.

You promised to forget all this if I let you back into FIST.

Don't make me regret my gift.

- Right, then. - Well?

- Shall we go and vote? - Let's go.

Late, as usual.

Well, hello.

Hello.

Happy New Year. Have you voted already?

It's our civic duty. How about you?

No, I'm not a Finnish citizen any more.

Who's this handsome young man?

Julius Boije, my husband. Julius, this is...

Lisa Salmen. From the US embassy.

Nice to meet you.

But... Julius Boije? We've met, haven't we?

That's right. Isn't John McCadden a colleague of yours?

We met recently at Mrs Slioor's party.

Ambassador McFall and his wife were at your wedding, weren't they?

They were so happy for you

because you'd had the courage to start a new relationship so soon.

Or... am I mistaken?

Did I understand that your ex-fianc

If I've learnt anything in life,

it's that you shouldn't delay when it comes to love.

Well said.

I'd like to hear more about your thoughts on love

and the current presidential election.

Why don't you and Mr McCadden come to our place for dinner?

- Well, if it's no trouble. - Not at all. It's our pleasure.

Fine. In that case, we accept the invitation.

Good.

That was an ingenious move.

Lisa will come alone.

- How do you know? - I just do.

It will be a great opportunity to convince her

that we're just an ordinary couple of newlyweds.

- Good morning. - Morning.

How was the meeting with Molotov?

I have good news.

Kekkonen's advantage over Fagerholm is going to be so small

the Finns will find it hard to convince Khrushchev that he'll win.

But Khrushchev has to believe that Kekkonen will win.

What do you mean?

But then he'd return Porkkala.

And right now that's what Molotov wants.

Why has he changed his mind?

Perhaps Khrushchev is right.

Maybe it's time to give up Porkkala.

But Porkkala was supposed to be your life's work.

What really happened in Moscow

to make you and Molotov give up just like that?

We have a new plan. A much better one.

A few days before the handover,

Ambassador Lebedev will walk down that road

with a Finnish delegation, bringing them to see Porkkala.

And right here...

bang-bang.

A Finn trespassing onto the base

kills the Soviet Ambassador

in revenge for his house in Porkkala having been burnt down.

And then you halt the hand-back?

And Molotov and his people force Khrushchev to step down

because the whole thing was his fault, all due to his sloppiness.

John was really sorry that he couldn't come.

He's working on a report which simply has to get done today.

Maybe next time, then.

Did I understand correctly that you'd started a PhD in America?

Yes.

Why on earth did you come back to Finland?

I got homesick, and I wanted to settle down.

And start a family.

No to need clean today!

Please leave.

Listen, KyOsti. You've made a terrible mistake.

Your love child's nursing care is costing you a lot.

And when it's revealed you've paid for it out of Fagerholm's campaign funds...

What do you want?

You'll get back what you embezzled

if you promise to vote for Kekkonen in the final round.

And I'll double it

if you get at least two other Fagerholm electors to support Kekkonen.

This is blackmail.

No. This is bribery.

What's stopping me from going to the police?

The foreign campaign funding you've been facilitating is treason.

If word of it got out, it would destroy both of you and your entire party.

Now this is blackmail.

That was the first and last time I eat mann'

Not all rye puddings are equal, Miss Salmen.

More wine?

No, thanks. I hope you don't find my company too dry.

Of course not.

You must have some dessert, at least. Helena's baking is superb.

Thanks. I'd love some.

- And coffee? - Indeed.

How is John, by the way? I haven't seen him for a while.

He was very taken aback to hear

that you'd got married.

But not nearly as surprised as I was when I saw those photos of you and John.

You mean, when you took those photos?

I didn't take those photos.

It was your uncle, or your... charming little wife.

"My charming little wife."

- John needs your help. - He can contact me personally.

He can't. Someone, probably the same person who took those photos,

tried to shoot him.

John has had to go underground. He's in hiding.

And he has to stay there until we find out who's behind all this.

All what?

Walk me home and I'll tell you more.

Here we are.

Cake and coffee.

Thank you, but unfortunately I have to leave after all.

Really?

- Shall I walk you home? - How kind. I'd feel safer with a man.

No trouble at all.

- Thanks for the evening. - Thanks for a great dinner. Bye.

You're wrong about Helena. She's a peace-loving bookworm.

She couldn't have taken those photos.

- What about your uncle? - YrjO?

Why would he have shot John?

Because you and John were... are lovers.

Is John saying that?

Ah, take me to him. It's best if we sort this out ourselves.

I'm sorry, but I don't trust you enough.

What about John? Does he trust me?

Maybe more than he should.

You can tell John

that if he thinks I'd have been capable of shooting him, he can go to hell.

He doesn't suspect you.

You can also tell him that I'm not that kind of a man.

It was a misjudgement.

An experiment which proved that I love Helena.

Julius... Julius!

Don't be a fool. Those photos can destroy you.

If you don't want them to come out, you'll do as I say.

... but not nearly as surprised as /was when I saw those photos of you and John.

You mean, when you took those photos?

I didn't take those photos.

It was your uncle, or your... charming little wife.

-John needs your he/p. - He can contact me personally.

He can't. Someone, probably the same person who took those photos,

tried to shoot him.

John has had to go underground. He's in hiding.

And he has to stay there until we find out who's behind all this.

What did she want?

She thinks you're working for YrjO.

What?

That John fellow recognised you as the woman with Donald at Adlon.

And Lisa knew you were on the same flight as she was.

- That's why she's been following me. - I told her it was a coincidence.

But I don't think she believed me.

Did you check that it recorded okay?

No.

Damn!

Well, luckily we didn't lose anything crucial.

Yes.

Siiri!

Slid...

Siiri, what are you doing here?

I... I didn't want to wake you up.

You should have.

I'd have given you your medicine.

No... I don't want medicine.

- But it helps you. - It's poison.

I have to get rid of it.

Otherwise I won't survive if something happens to you.

I'll be fine.

I can't go on like this.

I don't want you to suffer.

How about I give you...

... just half a dose? - No. Please, no.

Just this one last time.

Morning.

We have to warn Lebedev.

The decision to return Porkkala is on a knife's edge. We can't risk it.

- Are you okay? - Are you ready?

Where are you going?

To make sure that Porkkala is returned.

- You may go. - Yes, Comrade General!

You wanted to see me?

I just received a call. A car will come for you in half an hour.

What car?

Father! Father!

- You wanted to see me, Father? - Yes. They're coming for me.

- What's happened? - I don't know if I'll be back.

There's no time to explain.

But if I don't return, go to my house.

Move the potted plant on the living-room table

to the left window sill.

- Then go to the attic and wait. - For whom?

A contact who will take you and Alina somewhere safe.

Here.

Show this at the checkpoint.

Don't tell anyone about this, whatever happens.

- Comrade Andropov! - Comrade Sergeyev.

- Get in the car. - Where are we going?

To wrap up an important matter.

Why did the KGB come for my father?

Come on, let's go for a walk.

How are things in Moscow?

More importantly, how are things in Finland?

Your recent reports have been somewhat vague,

especially in terms of Porkkala.

I've told you everything I know.

Even about the explosion?

Which explosion might you be talking about?

They've already started demolishing strategic sites in Porkkala

in preparation for the base's return.

And what kind of site was located on an island

which officially was supposed to be empty?

That was... Sabanov's personal project.

It was meant to see him into retirement.

Unfortunately, I had to put an end to it.

Good.

Is there anything else?

You'll find out when we get there.

I know nothing about the KGB's internal affairs.

But the fact that it was Andropov who came for your father

may be related to the treason

committed by your stepmother, Irina.

What?

Irina was selling information to the Americans.

- What information? - Fabricated, I hope.

But your father reported it and they took Irina.

Father said she'd died of food poisoning.

And so will your father and your little sister

if we don't protect them.

Don't worry. They can't be touched yet.

Not as long as Porkkala is still ours.

What can I do?

We have a plan.

And to execute it, we need...

a brave man, ready to sacrifice himself for his country

and for his father, if need be.

Tell me what to do.

We'll keep the rest as collateral until we get what we want.

What do you want?

The money your uncle took from us.

What money?

If you don't know, ask your wife. I'm sure she does.

You're wrong.

Get that money, and you'll get the rest of the photos.

What about John?

VILLA HONKALINNA, OUTSIDE HELSINKI

Gentlemen, this way, please.

My word isn't enough.

I need the list.

And these are all certain?

As certain as can be.

But when it comes to people...

Shall we continue?

Well, for now, it's enough that they believe it.

What are you looking for?

I listened to that tape. And I saw you with Lisa.

What are those photos?

Deuce. Oh, crap!

- How did it go? - Kekkonen sent his thanks.

This calls for a celebration!

Father!

Dimitri...

- You're here! - Yes, yes... everything's fine.

What did Andropov want?

To make sure that the conditions for returning Porkkala are met.

- Oh, yes. - And who was your contact?

I took care of that.

You, your little sister and I will be leaving for the West.

The West?

We're defecting.

Are you crazy?

As you know, Irina didn't die of food poisoning. She was killed.

She was doing something, and if the KGB finds out...

Yes, I know. She was working for the Americans.

How did you find out about it?

Sabanov told me.

I know that you're scared. I'm scared too, for you and for Alina.

But while Sabanov and Molotov are in power, they'll protect us.

They won't! Sabanov will stab you in the back

as soon as you turn around.

He can't be trusted. Understand?

But Sabanov is one of your oldest friends.

Without him, you wouldn't be here.

I trust him.

It's always been hard talking to you, so why should it be different now?

I hope you will put more trust in your old father.

I don't want to go to the West either, but it's the only choice.

To save Alina and you.

And what about my mother? You couldn't save her.

And you exposed Irina yourself.

I can't betray Sabanov.

Or my country. It's my duty.

Don't worry. I won't reveal your secret.

For Alina's sake. But if I find out you've fled to the West,

then you're no longer my father.

No...

Go!

Dima...

With him, I was able to be myself for the first time in my life.

Did you talk with him about FIST?

I'm not that crazy.

And luckily there was no talk because our plan backfired.

Aune claims that Lisa shot John dead.

And Lisa claims that someone, presumably Aune,

shot at John but he survived.

Who do you believe?

Aune took those photos without my knowledge,

and YrjO tried to beat me to death.

I don't believe anyone any more.

Helena?

I've never dared to trust anyone.

But I'd like to trust you.

Give this to Alina with some milk. I'll pick her up after you leave.

Our man will be with Kekkonen.

Sabanov will be waiting for guests at the base.

You leave at the last moment.

All clear.

So, you knew Aino Himinkinen?

You're so like your mother.

And you don't give up, like her.

Are you... my father?

No. Your mother got pregnant when she was in Heidelberg.

Sadly, I don't know who it was.

- In Germany? - Yes.

Her first intelligence assignment.

What was she doing in Finland?

The same as all the others. The difference was in details.

She gathered information and passed it on.

And if we needed her, she was ready for a special assignment.

What kind of special assignment?

The same as you're doing now.

That's why I don't think you came here by coincidence.

My great-aunt Anya believed that Aino had defected.

That's what we told her after we lost contact with Aino.

But she didn't defect?

I'm sorry.

The atmosphere at the Porkkala border

is one of excitement.

This great news has galvanised the entire Finnish nation.

The Porkkala area, leased 11 years ago to the Soviet Union for 50 years,

will soon be returned to Fin/and.

The official transfer agreement wil/be signed at the Soviet embassy

the day after tomorrow, January 26the

But already today, the Soviet ambassador, Viktor Lebedev, is welcoming a delegation

which has come in advance to see the leased area.

The delegation is led by the Prime Minister, Urho Kekkonen.

Today, a border still divides the region of Uusimaa between two nations.

But soon this will be history, when the boundary boom rises forever.

A hope that has been secretly cherished ever since it became known

that President Paasikivi and Prime Minister Kekkonen had been invited to Moscow

is now about to be fulfilled.

Where did Comrade Sergeyev go?

- Well... he said that... - Come on, spit it out.

Comrade Sergeyev said he was going to the toilet.

Raise the barrier!

Please, come through.

We'll be removing every bit of equipment,

as soon as the railway is...

Be prepared to stop on my signal.

And we'll get the personnel out.

Soldier! Hands up!

Or I'll shoot!

Dima...

Don't interfere in this, Father.

I won't stop you and Alina defecting to the West.

What are you doing? If you kill Lebedev, it means war. Understand?

It's time.

Let's stop for some photos.

Photos, Comrade Kekkonen? Let's not keep Comrade Sabanov waiting.

Just a couple of photos. This is an historic day.

Let's take a photo!

It's the only way to fix my mistake.

- What do you mean? What mistake? - You don't know everything.

It was me who passed Irina the film she sold to the Americans.

- You're lying. - And I took the money to the attic.

That's it. Time to move on. Come along now.

I hope one day you'll be able to forgive me... and Irina.

This is the last time I'll say it.

Get up or I'll shoot.

To hell with you.

- He should be here by now. - Let's wait another minute.

What if he doesn't come?

What happened?

Lebedev?

Is he all right?

We have to go.

N.. with Prime Minister Urho Kekkonen, currently greeting

the military commander of Porkkala, General Sabanov.

General Sabanov has spent six years in Porkkala,

but today he's acting as the base's host

for the second-last day.

The foreign press has already been speculating

about the date of the handover.

It is, after all, just three weeks until the election

at which the people of Fin/and will elect their next president