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It's a war, Scott.

It may be "cold," but it's still a war.

I think I should go back to Berlin.

Do it your own way.
Find out who this traitor is.

Just make sure
that you kill him... or her.

I would definitely take a close look
at that French woman.

My American friend said I should meet you.

Something to do with Simon Haldane...
and the photograph.

Dunn's been looking for a photo.

He wants me to find it. Real bad.

So that's why you're in Berlin.

I'm looking for a man.
His name is Klaus Fiesler.

He's an ex-SS officer.

I thought you and your odd friends
could help me find him.

I'm always interested in making money.

I found him.

Where is he?

You used me to find Klaus Fiesler.

Now you know I killed Fiesler.

What are we going to do?

"Knowledge is power."

I don't want power.

I want you.

FRENCH REPUBLIC
RIVAL, JEAN-CLAUDE

WEST BERLIN
JUNE 5, 1961

Why are we meeting here in the day?

What's happening?

Aren't you making a terrible mistake
not bringing a gun?

FRENCH REPUBLIC
RIVAL, JEAN-CLAUDE

You would have done the same.
It's just procedure.

You might have tried to kill me
because of Fiesler.

I doubt it.

It's called a "safety net." That's all.

I needed some insurance.

I had made a mistake. A bad mistake.

I wasn't sure how you'd react.

What exactly did you tell
your little Soviet friend, Lubkov?

I had nothing to do with Beethoven's death.

I think you better tell me everything.

Everything.

May I smoke a cigarette?

I went to the Soviets...

to Lubkov...

because I was trying to find
the man who killed my husband.

This man, Udo Hoff.

That was my mistake.

They asked me questions.

What was happening with the refugees?

What were the stakes here in Berlin?

Big questions, general questions,
strategic questions...

Would we go to war over Berlin?
That sort of thing.

Then they put Fiesler on me,
and the questions became more challenging.

They wanted documents, details of operations.

I knew I had made a trap for myself.

Questions about Beethoven?

No.

Never. I made stuff up.

But I knew I had no time.

That's why I asked you
to find Fiesler for me.

I had to silence him.

I was only looking for Udo Hoff.

That's all I was thinking of.

My information was that he was in the East.

I swear, Fielding.

I swear to you. On my dead,
tortured husband, I swear to you.

Tell me everything you know about Lubkov.

Then you can go.

SPY CITY*

EAST BERLIN

Right there.

Stay right there.

You look so happy.

I've been dreaming.

And thinking about how to make
my dreams come true.

Me too.

You should have seen their faces
when I was on stage.

So you did end up performing?
-Yes.

I think I really reached them.

What were you dreaming about?

Nothing much.

Come on.

Tell me.

If my dreams come true...

I think it's going to change
everything for us.

Of course.

WEST BERLIN

Ever heard of knocking?

What's wrong?

Is there a problem?

There is a problem.

But it's your problem, not mine.

HOTEL KAISER*

Does anyone else know?

Not yet.

I know everything.

The receptionist at Hotel Kaiser
has been most helpful.

I know how many nights you spent
there with Madame Bloch.

I don't like to do this, Mr. Scott.

But my life is not good.
It's very complicated.

I want to change it.

It's a very simple transaction.
You can buy my silence.

You're about to make
your life very difficult.

What do you want? Money?

No, I...

I want to leave Berlin and go to England.

I want you to find me
a place at London University.

I don't need to go to Oxford or Cambridge.
-No.

And, yes, I need a bit of money.

Thought as much.

You're insane.

I have qualifications. I speak good English.

Do you?

Get me a scholarship. Or an exchange.

However, you do it, I don't care.
This is my price for silence.

You have no idea what you're doing, do you?

I hope you're aware
you're about to fuck up your entire life.

No, I don't think so, Mr. Scott.

You see, I also know that Mr. Petrie

would love to hear about
your relationship with Madame Bloch.

I know about the problems between you.
I heard his fit of anger.

I want 1,000 dollars, in cash,
in my desk drawer tomorrow morning.

If the money isn't there,
then I will go to Mr. Petrie.

You have one month to organize
my place at London University.

I wish to study economics, by the way.

And please, Mr. Scott, I'm not a fool.

I've written down this information:

dates, times, witnesses,
and given it to a lawyer.

In case...

something happens to me.
If I suddenly lose my job,

or if somebody tries
to frighten me... If I disappear,

this lawyer will give
the information to Mr. Petrie.

I will continue working for you.

You can see Madame Bloch.
I don't care that you do.

How very kind of you.

You want to be happy, Mr. Scott.
I want to be happy.

Get the fuck out of my office.

1,000 dollars in cash.

Get out.

Tomorrow morning.
-Now.

You stupid fucking fool.

EAST BERLIN

Fielding Scott.

Third secretary at the Bonn Embassy...

What is he doing in Berlin?

His work is related to air corridor safety.

I told you:
He's with the Air Liaison Committee.

Yes, you see, I'm not so sure.

We'd like more information
on Mr. Scott, please.

I've told you everything I know.

He has an incredibly boring job.

I think there's a lot more
we can get out of him.

We're patient people, Elisa.

But our patience does have limits.
Do your duty.

Don't forget what will happen to Reinhart
if you don't.

That was 1953, for god's sake!

Hundreds of thousands of people
were at the uprising.

He was a student.
-Yes, I know.

A very rebellious one.

If it wasn't for you and your job,
the poor man would still be in prison.

Alright. I'll do my best.

That said, I did get you a picture of him.

I took a big risk.
-Yes, that's what we want, Elisa.

Just do your duty. That's all we ask.

WEST BERLIN

His name is Vasily Lubkov.

Who is he?

A senior official for the East German
Trade Commission, so they say.

KGB.

He's a colonel, in reality.

What do you want me to do?

I want you to follow him.

He goes to the West
on Tuesdays and Wednesdays.

To attend the government's
plenary sessions. Pick him up there.

What's so interesting about him?

I think he has got the answer
to the Beethoven deaths.

He goes to the West
and meets people like Fiesler.

Amongst others.

I'm sure one of them is our source.

Alright.

I'll see what I can do.
-How's the dog?

He's gone to a good home.

WEST BERLIN
BRITISH SECURITY HEADQUARTERS

Good morning, Mr. Scott.

Thank you. I have it.

We understand each other?

Can I bring you some coffee?

EDGAR WALLACE
THE DEAD EYES OF LONDON*

Keep the change.

Fuck me.

What the hell is he doing meeting with him?
-God knows.

I checked.
Lubkov's a fully accredited official

at the Russian Trade Mission to the GDR.
An executive manager.

All above board.
-He's KGB.

How do you know?
-I have a source.

Yes, but he's been in Berlin for 18 months.

Seems legit.
-What meeting Dunn in the cinema?

That's not bloody legit.
-Maybe Dunn turned him.

No, we'd know about it.
You'd certainly know about it.

Yes.

You can keep the photograph.

I have copies.

So tell me...

what were you doing in Hamburg?

Anything interesting?
-How did you know I was there?

Dunn told me.
-How did he know?

I don't know. He just said so.

Asked me if I knew why.
-Why would Dunn want to know where I was?

Good question.

Does he know we meet unofficially?

No!

You kidding me?
You know Dunn's paranoia.

And then there's my paranoia.

How the hell did Dunn know
that I was in Hamburg?

Is it a problem?

Maybe. Or it maybe it's the answer
to an ongoing problem.

Thanks for this.
-Yes, well...

It's good to know we are on the same side.

I'm sure you'll find a way to repay me.

Maybe Dunn was looking
for his missing photograph.

Maybe he thinks Lubkov can help.

Yes, it's a possibility.

Delicious!
-Delicious!

Want to stay for dinner?
-No, thanks.

I got a friend coming.
-I better go.

I'll keep you informed
about this Lubkov fellow.

Cheerio!

Yeah.

Fuck.

How's life?

It's rather boring, actually.

You don't seem like a man
who would like a boring life.

I love boring. I long for boring.

Can I trust this man?

He's a cop.

Can you trust a cop?

Well, I know him.

He helped me with the VoPos.

Why do you want to meet him?

I've got a couple questions
I want to ask him.

Thought it'd be more efficient
coming from you.

Good evening.
-Good evening, Ulrike.

Detective Odon Hempel.

Fielding Scott from the British Embassy.
-We've met.

Pleased to meet you again.
Any friend of Ulrike is a friend of mine.

So...

what brings you back to Berlin, Mr. Scott?

Just got some unfinished business, really.

Would you like some coffee, Odon?
-Sure.

Yes, I remember the Haldane murder.
I'd just joined the force in Berlin.

I was in Cologne before.

I see.

I was a good friend of Simon Haldane's.

His wife asked me to come out here
and see if there is anything I can find.

Was it a robbery? Was...

anything stolen?

Wallet? Passport?

I don't think so.

To be honest, Mr. Scott,

what was really surprising
about the Haldane case was

that it was shut down.

Closed fast. I think...

within 48 hours.
-There's nothing...

suspicious? No evidence?

Well, except he was killed.

His neck was broken.

There were bruises all over his body.

And the waiter was killed of course.

The innocent bystander.

It's one of those Berlin crimes, you know.

Nobody talks about it.

What is the English expression? It was...

"swept under the carpet."

A very long way.
-Yes... we're good at that.

He asked about Simon Haldane.

WEST BERLIN
CIA HEADQUARTERS

Interesting. What about it?

He said Haldane's wife asked
him to investigate...

Simon Haldane wasn't married.

What was he looking for?

There's no smoking in here. Put that out.

Sorry.

What was he looking for?

I think it was a motive.

He wanted to see
if we had an idea why Haldane was killed.

If we were suspicious of something,
I suppose.

No. He's looking for something else.
Did he mention a photo?

A photo... no, there was
no discussion of a photograph.

Mr...

Mr. Dunn, can I make a request?
An official request.

Thanks.

I want to resign from the police.

I think I can be more use to you--
-No, wrong.

You can be more useful to us
and the BND on the force.

We like having our man on the inside.

Request denied. Just let me know
if Scott approaches you again.

Of course. Whatever you say.
-Linda.

Linda, I'm not finding these reports.

Yeah, well...

when you put them in the right file,
I will find them there.

Hello?

Where are you?

I'm through here.

What is this place?

It's my new flat.

They call it minimalist.

So...

you've forgiven me?

Have you forgiven me?

Do you trust me again?

Can anyone trust anyone?

I think we need a fresh start.

EAST BERLIN

KGB HEADQUARTERS

Comrade Froben.

Come in, come in.

I am incredibly honored.

Thank you for the invitation.

I wanted to toast to the man

who so brilliantly carried out
this operation. Cognac?

Yes, please. Thank you.

I don't even want to imagine
what would have happened

if this important invention of Ziegler's
landed in the hands of our enemies.

We need men like you.

Men who protect our socialist achievements

from the forces
of capitalism and imperialism.

Cheers.

There is just one thing

I wanted to talk to you about, comrade.

Was it really necessary
to kill the entire family?

The wife and little girl?
-It was the cleanest solution.

But you need be aware, comrade,

that too much violence
can incite counter-violence.

It's a matter of balance.

Yes.

You see...

there's one thing I learned,
and I learned it well:

The only way to kill a weed
is to get it by the roots.

Or it will poison the whole garden, comrade.

HEADQUARTERS BERLIN BRITISH SECTOR*

WEST BERLIN

I won't meet you again outside the office.

If you want to speak to me,
you can speak to me when we are at work.

Why?
-Because you might be tempted to kill me.

It's over, Elisa.

Tell Petrie everything. It won't matter.

I'm warning you, Mr. Scott. I'm not joking.
-Neither am I.

Things have changed.

Got more important things on their mind.
You see, I'm a target now.

I'm being followed.

You could tell him I was a mass murderer,
it wouldn't matter.

You have less than one month.
I wish to start in the autumn term.

I wish to move to London in August.

London in the autumn.

It's beautiful.

It's a dream.

I'm going to Petrie now.
-Sit down, Elisa.

I'm going to give you another chance.

I can make London a reality.
But I need you to do something for me.

What?

I need you to go to the East...

meet someone.

It's not dangerous.

If I do this, if I go meet someone,
I will then go to London?

Yes.

Yes, I guarantee you a place
at a London university. I promise.

I have another request then.

You have to help my boyfriend.

We will want to go to London together.

Yes, doesn't sound unreasonable.

So what do I have to do exactly?

I need you to go to a bar and meet this man.

Hello, Ulrike.
-Hi.

Has he arrived yet?
-Of course.

Hello. I'm Fielding Scott.
Thanks for coming.

Thorwald. "Mein Einbrecher."

Please, Ulrike, don't call me this.

A "burglar." It's insulting.

I apologize, what do you like to be called?

An interventionist?

A "Türöffner."

"A door opener."

Well, I need some doors opened.
-I feel like an employment agency.

This is me!

It's good, right?

No?
-Yes, very good.

It's a very guarded community.

I'm invisible.
-That helps.

It's on the second floor.
-Second, third, fourth, fifth...

It's no problem for me.
I don't use stairways or doors.

Yet you call yourself a "door opener."

So that's all you want me to do?
-Yes, that's it.

That's easy. Any friend of Ulrike
is a friend of Thorwald.

Coffee or whiskey?

Word to the wise:
He's not in the best mood.

It's about to get much worse.

Are you out of your fucking mind?

I think Lubkov's the key.

It'll unlock everything.
-Care to enlighten me?

He could be the link to people in the West.

Who?
-I'll tell you when I have him.

You say he's a KGB colonel.

Do you know what the effect will be?
-That's the whole point.

Ever heard about Pandora's Box?
-Yes.

Sometimes you need a catalyst, you need to...

stir things up to gain... clarity.

Well, that's putting it mildly.

I would say "no,"
but I realize that's pointless.

I will, however, tell London
I didn't authorize this operation

in no uncertain terms.

All the shit you generate
is going to land on your desk.

I trust you've no objections.
-Absolutely none.

May I know when this event
is going to take place?

Soon.

Soon.

Thank you.

EAST BERLIN
KGB HEADQUARTERS

Comrade General?
-Good afternoon.

Can I help?
-Is he in?

Yes.

Victor Borisovic.

Vasily, I...

was wondering... Madame Bloch?

What's the situation?

To tell you the truth, she's still insisting.

Right...
I will meet her and talk to her myself.

It's a good idea, Comrade General.

More than a thousand refugees a day
are pouring into West Berlin from the East.

Two to three times the normal amount.

This is in response
to the strict border crossing restrictions

being imposed by the East German government.

The number of refugees hasn't been this high

since the uprising in East Berlin in 1953.

Rather than reduce the influx,

the restrictions have led
to more asylum seekers,

as East Berliners fear crossing the border
will only become more difficult.

Allied authorities in West Berlin

have submitted an official complaint

to East Germany's government.

POTSDAM
JUNE 12, 1961

The reception centers in West Berlin
act as magnets.

It's like an open invitation. You're saying:

"Come on over.

Everything is ready for you."

It's unacceptable.
We demand they be dismantled...

Mr. Scott.

I don't believe we've met.

You know who I am?

Sure.

My name is Victor Kovrin.
-How do you do?

Fine.

How are you finding your Berlin posting?

Rather boring, to tell you the truth.

How are you finding your Berlin posting?

Frustrating. Very frustrating.

Maybe I should retire.

But we'd miss you.

That's a good one.

There's always boredom, I suppose.

Boredom and frustration.

The important thing
is not to increase the frustration.

Well, surely that's something
you can help with, no?

I think...

it's the other way around.

You know, here in Berlin, provocation

is the mother of frustration.

And frustration
is the father of confrontation.

Take, for example,
the scientist Manfred Ziegler.

This is what happens if you keep luring

our best and brightest into the West.

Human tragedy.

I've enjoyed our conversation, Mr. Scott.

Gentlemen,
I feel you're not taking it very seriously,

but I warn you,
it will have consequences.

Boris Jakovlevic... sit down.

Ladies and Gentlemen,

to your health.

Tonight.

EAST BERLIN

PARADISE*

Champagne, please.

Right away, madam.

Here you are.

May I?
-Please.

Good evening.

Can I get you something to drink?

I only drink champagne.

Champagne! Champagne!

No, no, no.

Come to my house...

and do this to me.

EAST BERLIN

Comrade General.

Yes, come in.

What's going on?
-The CIA is on the phone.

Who is it? Torrance Dunn?

Yes, he says it's "urgent."

"Urgent... urgent."

Something has happened...

or is about to.

He can kiss my ass.

"Urgent, urgent..."

You are a very classy lady.

Tonight...

I'll do anything you want.

You are a very classy lady.

You are just so...

Get in!

Hey! What's going on?

How is he?

Well, barring the usual
"I demand to see" request,

he's pretty docile, actually.

Doesn't make any trouble.

Alright,
let him stew for another 24 hours.

How you boys keeping?
The hours not too bad?

No problem at all, sir.
We're enjoying the bonuses.

Alright. See you tomorrow.

Bang on the door from time to time.

Turn on the lights on and off, you know.
Keep him awake.

Don't spend all your bonuses at once.

Understood, sir.

VIA MALA
CHRISTINE KAUFMANN GERT FRÖBE*

I would like to talk about the deaths
of the scientist Manfred Ziegler

and his family?
-I want to talk to an official.

I'm the only official here.
So you have talk to me.

I officially protest against
my illegal capture.

Protest officially acknowledged.

Now, can we talk about the death
of the scientist Manfred Ziegler?

And his family.

I don't know anything about this man.

You're a colonel for the KGB...

of course you do.

I am a Moscow liaison manager
for the Trade Commission--

Do we really have to play these games?

You are wasting your time,
whoever you are.

You did meet this man...

in West Berlin.

It was a misconception.

I thought it was about...

import-export regulation
between the GDR and the common market--

And you always have your meetings
in the cinema in afternoon, do you?

It was not my idea.

I just went to the address.

Do you know a man called Fiesler?
-No.

Do you know a woman called Severine Bloch?

I don't know Madame Bloch. No.

Did you ever meet Fiesler
in the company of Madame Bloch?

No. I don't know these people.

How do you know she's "Madame" Bloch?

I assume all women of her age are married.

How old is she?
Seeing as you've never met her...

I have never met these people.

That will be all for today.

Scott.

Such an idiot!

Where is comrade Lubkov?
-I don't know, sir.

He didn't come in yesterday, either.

Have you called him at home?

Five times. There was no answer, sir.

Why didn't anybody tell me that?

ATTENTION!
YOU ARE NOW LEAVING WEST BERLIN

What's going on?
Why are they checking people so thoroughly?

They just want to make our lives difficult.
That's all.

Maybe we should visit
your aunt some other time.

I'm so sick of this.
Can't we just live normal lives?

Sorry.
-Let's get out of here.

Yes, let's actually get out of here.

I want to run away to England with you.

What are you talking about?

I think I've found a way for us
to leave this all behind.

You know I never would, Elisa.

This is my country.
And my country needs me.

You really want to spend the rest
of your life waiting in line? Well, I don't.

I just want us to be happy together.

I want us to be free.

I'm never going to leave, Elisa.

You know that.

I want to thank you, Mr. Lubkov.

You've been very helpful.

I have?
-Yes.

How?
-Well, it's not what you've said

so much as what you haven't said, really.

It really confirmed an awful lot for me.

I don't know what you're talking about.
-As a token of my appreciation,

I'm going to let you go.
-What?

You're going to let me go?
-Yes.

I'm going to have you taken
back to East Berlin.

Why would you do that?
-Because I'm very grateful for all your help.

If you take me back to the East...

I will get killed.

For sure.
-Not my problem.

And I don't need you here anymore.

In fact, you've become something
of an encumbrance.

Then I'll apply for political asylum.
-Not happening.

Anyway, Kovrin will be wondering
where you are. He'll want to talk to you.

You could have a little chat with him and...

explain this fascinating
little conversation of ours.

But one thing is very different...

Vasily...

I'm now your only friend.

If you ever feel in danger...

memorize this number, call it and say,
you "feel rather unwell."

I will get you out of Berlin
in 24 hours. I promise.

You know that the...

phone lines are cut.

I'm sure a man of your stature
with your level of intelligence

can make a phone call.

That's all I have to do?

Just call this number? How will you do it?

Leave that with me.

The less you know, the better.

Scott.

Thank you for...

everything.

I want to go back to the West.
-Get out.