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[PROTESTERS CHANTING]

The Syrians protecting Gell.

We have to report back to Langley.

It's their case, isn't it?

Where is the American woman?

Who were they?

MAN: Eastern Europeans.

Listen, you get me my immunity in exchange for the information

I have on you, or you wait 72 hours and it will go online.

Viral.

You have to take her to another safe house.

My house?

Oh yeah.

My wife would love that.

This documents the first usage of a special drone prototype.

All this was leaked to you over six months ago.

So why didn't you then leak it to the rest

of the world as usual?

Your sources are not reliable ones, Gabrielle.

Ah.

[GRUNTS]

[TECHNO MUSIC]

What happened?

Hey.

Are you some kind of hit man?

Is that what your consulting means?

Just leave me alone.

OK?

Hey!

[THEME MUSIC]

[THEME MUSIC]

[THEME MUSIC]

[THEME MUSIC]

[THEME MUSIC]

[THEME MUSIC]

[THEME MUSIC]

I want a meeting with the Syrian exiles with--

what's his name?

Gemayel?

Right.

Gemayel.

Set that up.

JEANIE JOHNSON: Will do, sir.

Do we know where Almond is?

Probably at the office, sir.

Right.

I want him where I can keep an eye on him.

[PHONE RINGING]

What?

What the hell took you so long?

LUDWIG LICHT (ON PHONE): I was in the shower.

Really?

What do you think, I don't shower?

CLIVE BARNER (ON PHONE): Well, fair enough.

I just wanted to make sure I could count on you,

because I'm setting up a meet for us in an hour.

Make it two.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[LOUD MUSIC]

[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]

Excuse me?

The next girl goes on in 10.

You want a drink while you wait?

I'm here to see the owner.

He's not here.

Oh.

We had an appointment.

I have a debt to pay.

Mischa.

You know, Pavel never joined the digital revolution,

So I just hope that I can read his handwriting.

What was your name again?

Ludwig.

Ludwig Licht.

MISCHA: There you are.

But there is a question mark next to the balance.

I must have made an unstable impression.

$20,000.

I'll give it to my father when he shows up.

Your father.

You must look like your mother.

Want another one?

Actually, I do.

Yes, please.

What's up?

I've been trying to reach Bowden.

Why?

Why do you think?

To tell her we have a situation and that our Berlin station

chief has lost his mind.

I have to.

We have to.

It will be the end of him.

I'm not going down with that Teletubby.

I believe--

I just believe that a lifetime of service to our country

should be respected.

Oh, give me a fucking break.

Oh, thank you so much.

It's beautiful.

Langley sent a watch now when time is no longer

a matter of urgent importance.

This will have pride of presence in my new living room in Green

Bank, West Virginia, otherwise known as the quietest town

in America and my new hometown.

No, thanks.

It tastes like washing up liquid.

Have I really been a Berliner for 15 years?

Only Clive has been here longer.

[LAUGHTER]

Thank you all for being my traveling companions.

I am forever grateful for the stimulating company

and for the enormous collection of memories

indelibly printed on my mind.

And now I must find a hobby.

Cheers.

We got to go.

RETIRING AGENT: Thank you.

But come on.

Dig in.

This fucking ridiculous.

What's that, sir?

A vase.

You'd rather have a set of golf clubs.

You got to be kidding me.

Yes, sir.

[BEEPING]

WOMAN (ON PHONE): Hello?

LUDWIG LICHT (ON PHONE): Hi, it's me, Ludwig.

Am I catching you at a bad time?

WOMAN (ON PHONE): He's asleep.

Walter?

WOMAN (ON PHONE): No.

Our little one is takeing a nap.

Oh.

OK.

Is Walter home?

WOMAN (ON PHONE): No.

And you don't have to whisper.

Yeah.

Yeah.

You're right.

Can you take a message for him?

WOMAN (ON PHONE): Yes.

Tell him his old man has straightened out his business

if you need anything.

And as I said, I would like to come and visit you guys in--

how do you pronounce it again?

WOMAN (ON PHONE): Scona.

Scona.

Yeah, right.

Can you tell him that?

WOMAN (ON PHONE): Well, you can just come whenever, right?

Oh, yeah.

Right.

Take care.

Bye.

[BEEPING]

Goodbye.

Yeah.

It's not for much longer.

Yeah.

I know.

I know.

Yeah.

My wife, she's not happy about our guests.

Up there, you want some chocolate?

No, thanks.

I'm off sugar, sir.

Yeah, well, I start my diet Monday.

You don't mind working Sundays, Johnson?

No, sir.

All the same to me.

It's hard when one spends most of one's life in the field--

combining that with marriage I mean.

I'm not married, sir.

Good for you.

Gemayel, sir.

What about him?

JEANIE JOHNSON: I'm not so sure about Gemayel.

Not so sure about what?

I'm not so sure Gemayel's got anything we can use.

Are you questioning my judgment, Johnson?

Of course not, sir.

Good.

[MELLOW MUSIC]

Oh, for God's sake.

Could you please put those in a can or something?

I'm sorry.

I--

Is he feeding you?

Who?

My husband.

Come on.

Come in.

[RINGING]

That's that asshole again.

Sir?

Harriman.

He's totally desperate.

You want me to answer?

Oh, that's OK.

I'll text him.

It is the Sabbath.

Hope he gets the message.

Who'd have thought the guy was so overly ambitious, huh?

I'm glad you're not like that, Johnson.

You're solid.

Solid as a rock.

Thank you, sir.

Oh, and don't wait for me.

It is Sunday after all.

[HONKING]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

100 grand.

That's what we gave you last year.

And as far as I know, you spent it on 15 balloons

and a gallon of pig's blood.

That was the curse.

Ah, the curse.

It was the curse who threw blood at the embassy, not us.

We used your funds in the best possible way--

safe houses for the people who risk being sent back to those

butchers in Damascus.

Well, that warms my heart, Gemayel,

but now it's time for you to pay us back.

How many cops did you see outside the embassy?

Maybe one car or two.

Who's he?

This is my second in command for this operation.

Any objections?

Great.

So now we're all friends.

Listen, I want you to get all of your protesters

to go to the area outside the Syrian Embassy.

Get them sticks, stones, whatever makes a loud noise.

I want them to really protest the fuck out of that embassy.

And when do you need this to happen?

Tomorrow, right after evening prayers.

And why?

So you can get some of your best men

storm into the embassy, find that traitorous fuck Gell

and bring him to me.

Is this green-lit all the way?

Green as grass.

From the very top?

Nothing comes from the very top.

I'm giving you the go-ahead.

That's all you need.

But just don't blow anything up.

People are getting sensitive about that these days.

We are not terrorists.

I know.

I've heard you say that many times.

MAN (ON TV): Lucien Gell has long been our front figure

of the freedom of speech.

But your report tonight will paint

him in a rather damning light?

WOMAN (ON TV): The longer I talked to Gell,

the more pathetic he became.

I'm sorry to say, he seemed vain and quite paranoid.

And most importantly, he was utterly unwilling to hold

[INAUDIBLE] to the same high standards of transparency

he demands of governments, particularly when it comes

to his own financial backers.

MAN (ON TV): Well, we'll see the full interview tonight at 8:00.

Thank you, Gabrielle. WOMAN (ON TV): Thank you.

MAN (ON TV): And now for the weather.

This is Jack Almond from the Berlin office.

OK.

Would you please leave a message and have her call me?

Say it's urgent.

WOMAN: Nice walk at the memorial?

I like to pay my respects in private.

WOMAN: Maybe we finally have something in common.

What would that be?

A belief in respecting the past, perhaps.

And the dead.

Even those who walk among us.

Excuse me.

There you go.

So are you Danish, or--

I'm from DC--

MARTHA BARNER: Oh.

But my parents are Swedish.

Grace Kentucky.

[GLASSES CLINK]

Seems far away right now.

You homesick?

Very.

You going back home soon?

I'm trying.

Well, lucky you.

I'm afraid I'm going to be buried here.

Are you in trouble?

One could say that, yes.

What, drugs?

[DOOR OPENS]

No, I'm not usually this untidy.

Mm-hmm.

[FOOTSTEPS]

You better come with me now, Miss Morris.

No, she can stay here.

You can call my husband if you got any objections.

[SIGHS]

Thank you.

It's OK.

[DOOR CLOSES]

So where's your friend?

He's not my friend.

He's one of your husband's colleagues.

Really?

I've never seen him before.

Storming the Syrian Embassy.

Yeah.

What are you, nuts?

It's totally crazy.

Do you think that [INAUDIBLE] cares about the cost?

Yeah, OK.

When the German police realize they've been misled,

they're going to assume that everything they got,

including [INAUDIBLE] with machine guns, with everything!

Yeah, OK.

Look.

It might get a little bit tricky,

but no one else has come up with a better idea.

- Idea? - Yeah.

This is what you call an idea?

Yeah.

Crazy.

I have a better idea than you hiring this radical halfway

terrorist Gemayel [INAUDIBLE].

Gemayel is just there for cover.

My [INAUDIBLE] idea, fuck Gell.

Let him rot away inside.

Gate's already a prisoner.

Don't you get it?

Listen, Ludwig, we can really accomplish something this time,

something important.

Excuse me, we?

No, there is no we.

No.

Listen, I need you to go in with him.

- Into the embassy? - Yeah.

- Forget it. - Look--

Forget it, Clive.

You are there to keep them in check.

Why me?

Oh, come on.

You know why you.

I want you to tell me.

Tell me straight to my face.

Because I can't trust anyone else.

That's not true, Clive.

You just need me to safeguard your credibility

before all of this turns into a complete fucking disaster.

Listen, why would this turn into a complete fucking

disaster?

It's not going to.

You're fighting your own private war.

Look.

What?

See the guy?

Hey, is that--

Yeah, that's him.

He was one of the most feared guys in the Stasi.

What I wouldn't have given to have turned

that guy back in the day.

You know, for 10 euros a pop, you can get

a lovely guided tour of it--

thieves spying the court.

Look, it's-- it's one thing to acknowledge a capitalism war.

It may be best [INAUDIBLE],, but it's another to let it

fuck up your mind completely.

Listen, at least I have a country still

to protect unlike him, yeah?

And the resources to do it.

So come with me, Ludwig.

You really want to do this.

Yeah, I really want to do this.

I wish I could talk some sense into you.

Fuck.

You will give the girl her immunity.

You know, your armor lost its shine a long time ago,

you know?

But hey, I can't even fit into mine anymore.

This is non-negotiable.

OK.

You got it.

Plus, we're doing it my way.

None of this storming foreign territory bullshit.

Nothing loud.

No fireworks.

Gemayel and his mob, they can have

hardware, but only for show.

No bullets.

And they just stand outside as a distraction so I can go inside.

Of course there'll be a--

be a high risk bonus for you.

This is no longer about money, Clive.

See, it was our honeymoon.

Yep, we stayed in--

in Cannes.

See, Clive, he always loved to travel.

Oh, my word.

Look at those glasses.

Oh.

And oh, wait a minute.

There was another town that had a chapel with the work of a lot

of different artists in it.

I don't remember the stained glass, but Bragg and Ruo--

[GASPS]

Ruo?

Oh, how can you not know George Ruo?

He was so famous.

[SIGHS] Yep, we never had any kids.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Oh, I wonder who that could be.

Excuse me.

[DOOR OPENS]

Ron? RON HARRIMAN: Martha?

MARTHA BARNER: Oh.

RON HARRIMAN: I'm looking for Clive.

MARTHA BARNER: Well, he's not here at the moment,

but you're so welcome.

Come on in.

RON HARRIMAN: Well, I don't want to disturb you--

MARTHA BARNER: No, not at all.

RON HARRIMAN: Good afternoon.

As I said, Clive is at the office.

Well, it's a Sunday.

Story of my life.

Do you want a drink?

Oh, this is Ambassador Ron Harriman.

Fay is our house guest at the moment.

Yes, I know Miss Morris.

MARTHA BARNER: Oh.

In fact, I wonder if I could ask

you for a moment alone, Martha.

Sure.

Secrets, secrets, secrets.

I should be used to 'em by now.

RON HARRIMAN: I--

I've been feeling the need to apologize, Miss Morris.

The lack of communication between us

has been unfortunate.

In fact, I've been thinking of how it might

be possible for me to help you.

Really.

Yes.

Now, upon receipt of your list and the removal of anything

you said to leak online, I can personally

guarantee you immunity.

Do you even have the power to do that?

Well--

FAY MORRIS: I mean, how would it work?

How-- what do you mean, how would it work?

I mean, talk me through it-- the mechanics of the thing.

Well, I pick up the phone.

I talk to someone.

I call in a favor.

The paperwork is prepared.

I call in another favor--

I mean, I don't know what you want, a law school 101 lecture?

No.

Certainty.

I'm not convinced.

Like, who would you call?

Who-- well, who would I call-- that's classified.

You'd call Clive Barner, right?

I mean, he and the CIA are the only ones

who can get me what I want, not some political appointee.

A Word of--

a word of warning, Miss Morris.

I'm the acceptable face of all this.

Believe it or not, the decent side.

Anyone who's ever done a deal with Barner

has ended up with nothing.

I mean, nothing.

You know, there's a reason why guys like him survive.

They know how to.

[HEAVY BREATHING]

WOMAN (VOICEOVER): Aaron, Aaron, Aaron, Aaron.

Abbey?

Abbey?

I've been writing a new speech.

I would like to hear your thoughts about it.

[INAUDIBLE] I accomplished a powerful clarification--

clarification of the essence of freedom of speech,

the right to critique the powers that be on the right.

To expose them.

WOMAN (ON TV): You've been accused of being--

I made you dinner.

CLIVE BARNER: Oh.

Thank you.

So I had a little talk with the girl.

What?

Well, she was cold and thirsty.

And so were you, yeah.

Thirsty, I mean.

Listen.

The reason she's sheltering in our house

isn't for good behavior.

Well, what's she done?

So you didn't ask her?

MARTHA BARNER: No.

Ah.

Well, I think you should help her.

She is supposed to be in quarantine--

Chinese walls, different worlds.

Away from you.

That useless goddamn guard.

Well, you told me she was our guest, not our prisoner.

Jesus, Martha.

This is my work.

I don't want you involved.

Well then, you shouldn't have asked her here.

[SIGHS] Look, I understand how she feels, you know?

Not being able to go home.

Well, the difference between you and her, honey,

is that you can leave anytime you choose.

I'm going to be right behind you when

my boss kicks me into the grave in just a few months time.

[INAUDIBLE]?

Well, she would never--

would she?

Well, she'd like to.

Wow.

[SIGHS] [INAUDIBLE] being dead isn't being alive.

Lucien Gell, who was quite happy to reveal the secrets

of governments around the world, proved

reluctant to talk about who's money he takes

and how they've impacted which stories he chooses to leak.

Whose money establishes the criteria for how

he prioritizes [INAUDIBLE]--

Please, escort this woman out.

WOMAN (ON TV): Whose money establishes

the criteria for how you prioritize

the leaking of documents?

The man who put himself in charge of disclosing

the world's secrets simply couldn't bear to be

challenged to disclose his own.

Thank you, and goodnight.

[COUGHS] [EXHALES]

[COUGHS] [EXHALES]

[COUGHS] [EXHALES]

[COUGHS] [EXHALES]

[COUGHS] [EXHALES]

[DOORBELL RINGS]

What the fuck?

[DOORBELL RINGS]

[INAUDIBLE] What are you doing here?

I've been trying to get a hold of you.

I met your guest sitting here chatting with your wife.

Ah, Miss Morris.

She says she set up an auto dump online.

In less than 72 hours, her list goes viral.

She's bluffing.

How can you be sure?

CLIVE BARNER: It's a gut feeling.

I don't want my career to depend on your gut!

You have no idea whether she's bluffing or not, do you?

I'm not in the mood to comfort you because you fucked up.

I had my reasons, Clive.

God, I had my reasons to leak that report.

When my son went MIA in his third tour in Iraq, God,

I nearly lost my mind!

I'm sorry to hear that.

Oh, you have no mercy, do you?

I have mercy on the starving children.

But I really don't understand.

So you gave information to HydroLeaks

as an act of vengeance?

They found him eventually, after three months.

He came home changed, and not for the better.

And yet you still want to run for office

in a country you hate.

OK.

I don't hate my country, Clive.

I'm running to make it better.

You know what, Ron?

You need to get your head on straight.

Goodnight.

I feel betrayed and utterly disappointed.

Gabrielle Montand sailed under a false flag.

I put my heart and soul in this work.

My very capable and reliable staff,

along with so many of you--

our supporters around the world who

believe in what we do and want to see if it continues.

So although I'm trapped within these walls,

intellectually, I'm outside with you people--

my people-- today.

And that, to me, is what is most important.

While I am imprisoned here, there's a prison

outside where you live as well.

Would be a tragedy if I finally get out,

I find it's actually better here than outside.

[DOOR OPENS]

[INAUDIBLE]

What's going on?

Don't fucking touch that.

Your communication strategy seems to have

taken a wrong turn, Mr. Gell.

[INAUDIBLE] part of the reason I accepted to be here.

From now m my rules.

[CALM PIANO MUSIC]

Hey!

Who's in back?

[INAUDIBLE]

[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]

Voila.

[NON ENGLISH SPEECH]

[CAR BEEPING]

[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]

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