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You have no evidence.

Help me. - You have to let me go.

I don't have to do anything. Traitor. - Don't know how...

Don't you care what happens to my daughter?

A secret that can save me.

If you confess, I promise she'll be in good care.

Tell me.

Aino Inkeri Himinkinen.

You have been sentenced to death as a spy.

The execution is at dawn tomorrow.

I will be there myself to supervise the execution.

Do you understand?

Yes, I do.

Listen up. Cars 1 and 3 up front, car 3 behind the mansion.

Enter immediately from both sides, leave no time to react.

You cannot barge in here!

Avikainen has been killed. We suspect the murderer is hiding here.

Stay low.

Looks quiet. - Could be an ambush.

Martikainen, move it.

I can't take you seeing me like this.

You need to take me to the hospital.

I have to go to work.

I can do better. I can get better.

All right.

But you can't just quit cold turkey. You need to do it slowly.

I promise to take you to the hospital. You need to rest first.

When did you last stay home all day? - I have to go.

Or even one night. - Yrjo needs me.

Yrjo needs you.

Take it.

Good.

Avikainen was held captive for an unknown reason.

At some point last night he was executed.

With a revolver.

Point blank.

Anything else? - Notify the family.

Call the press.

What's taking so long? Let's go.

All right.

I went to that fucking graveyard last night.

And I almost didn't come back, because of you. The Firebird. Where is it?

I have another client interested in buying it.

You're just trying to hike up the price. - Indeed, I am.

Tell this message to your client: The negotiations are still open.

How much? - Triple.

They don't that sort of money. - You have two days, Mr. Miller.

If you stay in the Fist, all good and beautiful in you will vanish.

You're looking for answers and only find more questions.

None of them will bring your mother back.

For the last time... I implore you.

Come with me. Let's disappear.

Let's start over somewhere else. As new people.

Yrjo executed your mother.

Are you ready? Your plane is leaving.

How come there were no reporters?

They're afraid. - Of what?

I don't know. The Brothers of Hate?

Where's Helena? - Don't know.

Find her! Go to the strike office!

Start a rumor:

the Americans killed Avikainen because he was going to end the strike.

That will just increase the workers' hate and zeal.

Go talk to your contacts. Do something!

All right.

Yrjo, stay and rest for a while. - Mind your own jobs.

I should have gone to the root of things ages ago.

A guest for you. - Who found me here?

It's... him foreigner.

Send him in.

There is a problem. The seller wants more money.

The price has tripled on the Firebird.

We had a deal. - I want the same thing as you want.

But not everyone in my country agrees. Or cares.

You're going to have to find another way.

Stop everything!

This strike ends now.

Go empty the cash registers at strike offices.

Now!

Did you just... - End the strike? Yeah.

This is a mistake. The President... - The President is on our side.

Now, give me the name of the man who sells the guns.

I want to meet him.

Yrjo, what a pleasant surprise. - You made this?

Yes sir, with my own two hands.

Waste of time. - Excuse me?

Seems to me you have too much time on your hands.

Now that you hired the Brothers of Hate to run the strike.

Yrjo, I have no... - Please.

You want Kekkonen out of office because of his ties to Moscow.

I don't. - You know what I mean.

What happens outside this embassy is out of my hands.

You know how it is. - No, I don't.

We don't get to choose sides, God damnit.

I don't believe America should be an empire -

and I don't much care for the centurions.

So you're just keeping your head low and staying out of trouble.

That's not the way the world works.

Tell me: who is running the show?

What did you think of the band at the funeral?

I loved it. Thank you.

Don't mention it.

The president wants to see you!

I can now tell you, -

that after lengthy and intensive negotiations, -

I can now announce we have arrived -

at a solution both parties find satisfactory.

The strike is over.

I don't want to let you go.

You're great.

The greatest.

You will have a new dance partner before you know it.

I have a favor to ask. - Anything.

Destroy the contents of my safety deposit box. - Of course.

I don't want my past to define me.

I won't let it happen.

Yrjo got this box for me. Right next to his own box.

Bye then. - Bye.

What did you promise them? - Nothing.

Avikainen's blood sacrifice convinced both sides... - Blood sacrifice!

that there's no point in this battle.

The Brothers of Hate killed Avikainen because he was going to... - Did they?

Brothers of Hate?

You can't accept victory served on a gold platter.

If the Brothers... - Enough!

I'm saying this as a friend.

Your only evidence of the Brothers of Hate is one tattoo.

Anyone can take it. Or cover it.

They would never fraternize with the workers' movement.

I have other evidence.

What, then? - Map of Great Finland and an attack plan.

The ones we all had back in the day?

They were dreams then, they're dreams now.

Leave them be.

I told you once already.

You've sacrificed way too much for this country.

You're taking a vacation.

I can't leave the Fist.

This is not about the Fist. It's about you.

Go to your cottage.

Drink this to empty your head. And when I need the Fist...

I will call you.

It's an order.

Yrjo!

Is something wrong? - Just taking a breather.

Just keep breathing.

My father had those attacks as well. After his boozing binges.

I'm not your father.

What are you doing here?

Can I suggest something?

Let's pray.

Take care, brothers, lest there be in any of you an evil, unbelieving heart -

leading you to fall away from the living God.

But exhort one another every day, as long as it is called today... - Amen.

Shall I give Aune your regards? - Do that.

Good morning, Mrs. Boije. - Morning.

I want to extend our warmest condolences from everyone at our bank.

Your husband was quite a special person. - Thank you.

Oh, wow. There are so many of them.

How do you know who owns what? - The key has the number.

Of course.

Here you go, 1071.

The lock on the right.

Clockwise.

And then my key.

When you are ready, ring the bell. - Thank you.

Based on what the ambassador said, -

Malachi Miller from Oklahoma Brothers is from the CIA.

That's why he met with Leo Blumenthal.

Are you sure it's Leo Blumenthal? - Of course I am.

Who is this Blumenthal? - Arms dealer.

They sell weapons to the highest bidder, regardless of their nationality, religion...

Olavi, turn off the TV and come to the table.

Should we go talk to Blumenthal?

You can't talk to him like that, no way.

Better to start with Miller. - He's mine.

He's dangerous. - Lovely!

Olavi! - Find out why the CIA is in cahoots with the Brothers.

Helena! Dinner is served. - Right.

Guess what, Aune? Helena asked me out on a date.

Maija asked Tuomas on a double date with Unto and Oili.

Get all the info out of Unto... - Stop working, God damnit!

Amen!

All right.

A lovely song! Let's dance. Come on, you two!

Why aren't you dancing?

Tuomas Makinen is a tough worker.

Tough guys don't dance.

I didn't know you're such a great spy.

Now you know.

Is this seat taken?

Well, it is now.

What are we drinking to? - Small miracles.

Miracle? - Yesterday, the whole country was shut down. Tonight...

Business as usual. - I'd label that as a small miracle.

Wouldn't you.

Well, I'm just a simple song and dance man.

But a man who turns heads. - That's right.

And you even more so. - I'm not talking about the color of your skin.

Don't tell me. You're a woman of the world.

You've seen it all and we're all the same underneath the skin. - On the contrary.

Nobody's ever who they claim to be nor do they live up to first impressions.

Oh, that's cynical.

Leo Blumenthal.

I beg your pardon?

There's only four kinds of people who work with Leo.

Professional criminals, dictators and people who want to overthrow dictators.

That makes three. Who are the fourth kind?

Undercover agents.

Leo throws the most extravagant parties.

And he needs performers. That's where I know him from.

Well, in that case, my bad. - No worries.

Do you carry a gun under that dress?

Who do you work for?

The Security Police?

Let's just say nobody pulls my strings.

You didn't answer my question.

What's underneath that dress?

I heard the commies killed Avikainen because he was ending the strike.

Does it matter who killed him? - Can we not talk about the strike?

I'm glad it ended.

We all know where we two met, but where did you two meet?

At the university.

Did you study at the university? - Of course not.

I worked in the cloakroom. And Tuomas was an errand boy and...

Or do you remember?

I do. Really well.

I was delivering a package.

I saw this amazing bird in the cloakroom.

I decided to leave my coat there for a moment... - How romantic!

How transparent. A busy errand boy checking his coat.

He came back a few minutes later and lied he had lost his coat ticket.

I told him I remember your coat, here... - Not my coat, I said.

We looked for the coat together. - Everywhere.

Until my shift ended. - And magically, I found my ticket

And I found your coat.

And I asked you out for coffee. - And I went.

And I knew you're the woman of my dreams.

When did you know he's the man of your dreams.

Now.

"You will have a new dance partner before you know it."

What?

Nothing. - What's wrong?

Nothing.

Except... - I know.

You're CIA. - Yeah.

And you're Security Police.

I think this is a genuine plan for an uprising.

But don't worry, this plan is doomed to fail.

They don't know where the mine fields are.

If they cross the border here...

Good. They'll kill themselves.

Don't you ever think what would've happened -

had we been allowed to keep it all?

What's wrong?

Kekkonen is pushing me aside. He's going to disband the Fist.

Why now? - You tell me.

If you let me in, I'll quickly find my mate in there.

Excuse me... - Einari!

Fucking hell, are you coming in?

If it's OK? We're four. - Of course. Let them in.

I told you we'd get in.

Wait, I remember... Tuomas?

You said you were in East Karelia during the continuation war. - In JP4.

You've seen some tough places. - Some.

I so hope I had been born earlier. I missed all the exciting things.

That's just good.

But in all honesty I must say...

I miss being there. - I know the feeling.

You come back and everything is...

Normal, or as normal as it can be...

But you've changed forever. - Nothing feels like anything.

In both good and bad. - That's right.

All right. Come with me.

Just normal, boring everyday life.

I'd like to move out on my own.

Go to work. Get married, have children.

Sounds lovely. - What about your childhood?

I don't know. I...

When the war started, I didn't notice any changes.

And my mother...

She was there for me. All the time.

I don't know why I'm lying about this.

I've always lied about it.

I don't remember my childhood, my mother or my father.

I don't remember anything before they found me in the bomb ruins.

My father died there. Or that's what they said.

They placed me with a woman, supposedly my mother. She wasn't.

My real mother was a spy. For the Russians.

She was executed as a traitor.

I only remember flashes of her, but maybe they're genuine.

I don't know who I am.

And I don't know if Maija is my real name.

Wonderful.

I mean it's horrible that you've gone through that.

But it's great you chose to tell me.

You can tell me everything.

Listen, Tuomas...

Did Einari tell you that us and some mates -

are offering companies and private citizens a kind of security services.

Is there any money in it? - For the first gig, no.

After that, yes.

This could be your thing.

Sounds good.

Call this number at 9 am on Saturday.

Ask for tomorrow's game results.

All right.

Have a good evening. Keep your eyes open.

Kustaa and I don't talk about it, but we paid a price for our adventures.

I mean those guys, they're radical. I know guys like Kustaa.

You're not like them.

Tuomas is a bit serious. - He is.

The strike is over, you got your job back.

You've got a great gal here.

You have your whole life ahead. Think carefully about what you get into.

Thank you for the evening. - Thanks, the same.

- Bye! - Good night!

Shall I walk you home?

Tuomas could walk me.

But you need to go home.

Siiri?

Darling, I went to the hospital. I have to get better, for myself.

Please, let me get better in peace.

I will call you when I'm feeling better. Siiri.

One, two...

Three, four...

Hush, little baby...

Don't you cry...

Hush, little baby...

Don't say a word...

Hush, little baby...

Don't you cry...

Mrs. Boije?

Mrs... - I'm so sorry.

Oh my God!

I have a favor to ask.

Could I have your father's cross?

Of course. I have it at home. - Stop it.

You're still a lousy liar.

And I can still kick your ass.

I found this in the Brothers of Hate headquarters.

What's your role in all this?

I know who they are.

I know what they want.

And this time I know how it can be achieved.

Does Yrjo know about this?

It depends on what happens next.

You will get me a meeting with the leader of Brothers of Hate.

Why?

Because your plan is doomed and I know how to make it work.