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Why the hell didn't you tell us about the embassy?
Which embassy?
Gell hiding in the embassy.
[INAUDIBLE]
What's going on?
From now on, my roof.
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 want you to get some of your best men,
storm into the embassy, find Gell, and bring him to me.
[SPEAKING GERMAN] Fuck Gell.
Let him rot away inside.
Listen.
Ludwig, we can really accomplish something this time.
Excuse me, we?
No, there is no we.
No.
Listen, I need you to go in with him.
Word of warning, miss Morris, anyone
who's ever had to deal with Burner,
they end up with nothing.
You know, there's a reason why guys like him survived.
They know how to.
Voila.
[GERMAN]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Today's my birthday.
I'll get you some cake.
My dad always used to make the cake in our family.
He loves to bake.
He's just like really bad at it.
[LAUGHING]
I always fed my piece to the dog under the table.
Just like didn't want to hurt his feelings.
Anyway, happy birthday.
You can lose the happy.
Can't exactly feel that as a prisoner.
[SIGHING]
Let's hope you won't be for much longer.
Happy birthday, Willie.
Come on, it's my last bottle.
Where are you going?
I can't stay.
Hey.
What?
Why do I get the feeling I'm not going to see you again?
Wishful thinking?
No, not really.
Don't drink it all at once.
[DOOR CLOSES]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[PHONE RINGING]
Yeah?
BOY: Papa?
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
BOY: Yeah, [NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
BOY: [NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
BOY: [NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
Yeah, [NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[CHILD CRYING]
BOY: [NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[DIAL TONE]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[PHONE RINGING]
Sir?
Sir?
Sir, I have to talk to you.
Excuse me?
I need to know more about what you're planning.
In this case, the less you, the better.
The less you know the better.
Exactly.
Tell Johnson to get the car.
Sir, what kind of situation should I be ready for?
Well, that I do not know yet.
What?
Let's say it will be some free jazz.
Sir, this escapade you're planning,
it's going to crush my career before it even started.
But it will blow up your life's work.
Tonight, Almond, I'm going to make your youthful dream
come true.
You're going to be one of my lucky handmaidens.
What we accomplish will save both our careers.
You have so much further to fall than I do, sir.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
How many people you got?
Enough.
OK, listen.
Molotov cocktails-- one pot liquid laundry
detergent, two pots petrol.
Bengali torches.
Any one of you a football fan?
Whatever.
And finally, the guns.
Don't worry boys, it's just loaded with blanks.
Questions?
OK.
[INAUDIBLE], Jamal, [INAUDIBLE]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[INAUDIBLE]
We need someone we can count on, not some weak model junkie.
It's just a fucking [INAUDIBLE]
I maybe drink sometimes, but I'm not a junkie.
Do you have the explosives for me?
I'm taking care of it myself.
OK, you guys, listen.
This guy alive.
You understand?
Alive.
And what if that's not possible?
Oh, it better be.
Don't worry.
If he works for the [INAUDIBLE] he's
our enemy as much as yours.
Good.
OK, guys, one more thing.
No dead German cops.
No dead whatsoever.
Nobody dies, nobody gets hurt.
You understand?
If we're lucky, it's going to be quick and painless.
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[NON-ENGLISH CHANTING]
In the old days we'd start by cutting the phone lines.
Well, nowadays you can take out
cell phones with microwaves.
We can take out the towers around the target,
but it's not like we have [INAUDIBLE]
or SEAL teams on location.
Sometimes it's better to let the natives do
the heavy lifting, like in Afghanistan.
The natives usually need tactical support on location.
And Afghanistan? Really?
Really.
Was it very damp?
Damp?
Yes, the hole in the ground in which you apparently
spent the last 15 years.
What's wrong with you?
What?
You're not a rude man.
What happened to sir?
The hole in the ground in which you apparently
spent the last 15 years, sir.
Almond is worried that I'm going to fuck
up my glorious career, or his.
So which one is it, Almond?
In training you were the one all the graduates
talked about in whispers, sir.
We'd all heard the tales about you, what you did in Nicaragua,
in Moscow, in Berlin.
You were the stuff of legend.
When I got my posting to your desk,
I was the envy of my entire class.
Men like you practically single-handedly
won the Cold War.
With a little help from my friends.
MAN (ON RADIO): [INAUDIBLE],, this is Gretel.
We hear you loud and clear, Gretel.
What's your status?
We're a bit early.
I think we should start the show now.
Well, that's your call, Gretel.
What's morale like?
Morale?
Morale is at an all time high.
Fantastic.
Any cops on the scene?
No.
It's all clear.
All right.
Are you absolutely sure about this, Gulliver?
There are nights that don't end well.
[STATIC]
What's that?
Sir, we can still aboard this operation.
I have to-- I must strictly recommend
against this operation.
MAN (ON RADIO): Do you know information on which floor
the target is located?
Sorry, no.
You'll have to find him yourself.
MAN (ON RADIO): OK.
we go in hot.
Acknowledged.
Let's get this motherfucker.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[ORGAN MUSIC]
I am seriously considering leaving this car, sir.
Well then you're leaving the agency.
And as they say, you'll never eat lunch in this town again.
Do you really trust Licht over your own agents?
Well, Licht has good nights and bad nights.
Bad nights?
Licht is a periodic drunk, Almond,
and that is the worst kind of alcoholic, because they
have no self-awareness.
They only think they're drunks when they drink.
[ORGAN MUSIC]
A man like that can find a million ways to fail.
Licht, shitfaced or not, could still run
rings around people like you.
[YELLS]
Nah, let him go.
Sir, we can't stop--
It's too late for him to stop anything now.
[ORGAN MUSIC]
[MEN CHANTING]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[NON-ENGLISH CHANTING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[FIRE SIZZLING]
[CRASHING]
[YELLING]
[NON-ENGLISH YELLING]
[YELLING]
[CRASHING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Who are you?
My name is Fran Bowden, director
of European operations, CIA.
May I sit down?
Interesting choice of holiday apartment.
So, I'll jump right in.
I've been reading your file, miss Morris.
My file?
You people.
Someone leaked it to me.
You wrote your Harvard dissertation on the management
secrets of Hamas.
Interesting work, by the way.
You deserve that summa cum laude.
But I'm intrigued, I must confess.
By what?
My undergraduate dissertation?
Now why a young woman like you ends
up with a man like Lucian Gell.
A quite charismatic by all accounts, but still, a fanatic.
What on earth made you want to be his disciple?
I believe in hydroleaks, not in Lucian per se.
And the organization I was a part of played a vital role in.
But you left.
I had to.
And now you believe that Mr. Berner and his associates
are going to help you?
You're a bright woman.
I'm sure you can see the benefits
of doing business with the organ grinder and not the monkey.
Doing business about my immunity?
Oh, miss Morris.
Immunity.
A deal that locks you into using a new name,
and forces you to live in some kind of safe suburbia
where your neighbors are mob wives who
are starting new lives in the same old leopard skin
stilettos?
I'm talking about something much more interesting
and worthy of your talents.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[NON-ENGLISH CHANTING]
[YELLING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[CYMBALS CRASHING]
[YELLING]
[CYMBALS CRASHING]
[INAUDIBLE]
[BANGING]
Open the fucking door!
[BANGING]
[YELLING]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[CRASHING]
[YELLING]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[YELLING]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
If you really want to affect change, do it from the inside.
You'll achieve so much more.
Is that what you tell yourself in the middle of the night?
What do you tell yourself in the middle
of the night about Gell's betrayal
and why you didn't fight it?
I did fight to save hydroleaks.
To save yourself.
Now what if I could offer you a second chance?
[PHONE RINGING]
I think you should leave now.
[PHONE RINGING]
Uh-huh.
All right.
Here's my card.
Call me when you want to talk.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[DISTANT YELLING]
[BEEP]
[BEEP]
[BOOM]
[GLASS SHATTERING]
[YELLING]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[SIRENS]
Did you hear that?
What?
[SIRENS]
Gretel, come in.
[STATIC]
Gretel, we have company.
[DISTANT YELLING]
[METAL CLANKING]
[DISTANT YELLING]
[CRASHING]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[LOCK CLICKS]
[TAPPING ON WINDOW]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[NON-ENGLISH YELLING]
[SHOTS FIRING]
[NON-ENGLISH YELLING]
[SHOTS FIRING]
[NON-ENGLISH YELLING]
[SHOTS FIRING]
[NON-ENGLISH YELLING]
What the fuck?
Some of the protesters, they have real guns.
[SHOTS FIRING]
[NON-ENGLISH YELLING]
[SHOTS FIRING]
[GLASS SHATTERING]
[SHOTS FIRING]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH ON RADIO]
[NON-ENGLISH YELLING]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH ON RADIO]
[YELLING]
[SIRENS]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[YELLING]
[SIRENS]
[CRASHING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[DOOR LATCH CLICKS]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[DOOR LATCH CLICKS]
[DISTANT YELLING]
They're coming.
Political prisoners have an honorable tradition
of [INAUDIBLE] rather than squealing.
I'm not a political prisoner.
You don't really think that you are a guest here?
Do you?
I am a generous man.
I offer my prisoner the chance to choose his ultimate freedom.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[LAUGHING]
[DOOR SLAMS]
[LOCK CLICKS]
You fucking asshole.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[GUN CLINKING]
[LAUGHING]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[LIQUID SLOSHING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[SIGHS]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[CRYING]
[LIQUID SLOSHING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[GUN CLANKS]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[FOOTSTEPS]
[SHOTS FIRING]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[CRASHING]
[SHOT FIRING]
[GROANING]
MAN (ON RADIO): Gretel?
Gretel, what the fuck's happening?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[RADIO STATIC]
Gretel Gretel
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Your fuck up is [INAUDIBLE].
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[LAUGHING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[CLANKING]
[HELICOPTER CHUFFING]
[SIRENS]
[MUFFLED YELLING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[GAGGING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[MUFFLED YELLING]
[HELICOPTER CHUFFING]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[MUFFLED NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[BOOM]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[BOOM]
[RADIO STATIC]
Gretel?
Licht's not responding.
What if it's FUBAR?
Fucked up beyond all recognition, repair,
reason, or redemption, sir?
Could be.
After all this operation has been
executed in violation of every single established procedure.
Are you giving up on me, Johnson?
No, sir.
[SIRENS]
WOMAN (ON RADIO): [NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
[RADIO FLIPPED OFF]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
We don't need to define the parameters to evaluate this.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
We're fucked.
What do you want to do now, sir?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[DOOR OPENS]
Sir?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[DOOR OPENS]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Take the long way back to the MC.
[CAR ENGINE STARTS]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
And whom do we have here?
We just happened to be in the area.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
I've got nothing to do with it.
It's a misunderstanding.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
WOMAN: Sir, what about Licht?
If he got out of there we'll hear from him.
If not, there seem to be plenty of ambulances available.
You're going to miss that, huh?
What's that, sir?
My heartless expedience.
WOMAN: Miss it, sir?
When I'm gone.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Gone where?
Let's not kid ourselves, Johnson.
My finest hour lasted about 3 and 1/2 minutes.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[DOOR CLOSES]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
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