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Hanna.

I saw the rental car. Are you okay?

Leon was hurt. They're examining him.

You're okay?

And Lukas?

He wasn't hurt.

Thanks.

Organizations like the "White Ring" have helped victims for years...

What happened exactly?

- Where's Lukas? - I don't know.

... cyber crime victims.

Does this also apply to victims of security service activities?

In this constitutional state the law applies to everyone.

To the NSA as well?

German law applies in Germany. That's the Basic Law.

But I've never known a case where a citizen

files charges against the security service. Thank you.

And now the markets...

Hey!

That means he has full access to Burning Man.

- Correct. - What did he look at?

Three queries, all within a minute.

Random. He only looked at the profiles, not the data.

Is there any connecting link with the people that were checked?

Negative, sir.

Perhaps it was just a trial run.

There's been radio silence now for four weeks.

Sir?

You've read the report.

Look Admiral,

I grew up chewing bubble gum and collecting baseball cards.

Exploit, kernel, rootkit?

- Explain this to me in simple terms. - The laptop exists.

It is an illegal, untraceable access to Burning Man

and it is already being used.

Military aims?

So far, no.

What can he do with this access?

He has the same access rights as our agents.

Maybe more.

He could start a war with it.

And worse than that,

he could make it look like we were behind it.

There is only one way of preventing this.

Go to Berlin, find this son of a bitch,

and wipe this problem off the face of the earth.

Yes, please?

No, I don't want to eat. I'm looking for Dalton.

Is Dalton here?

Dalton. Is Dalton back there?

Number 503?

Why is the door bricked up? Where's Dalton?

- You looking for work? - No, I'm not. I'm looking for my phone.

I need a driver.

Number 503?

Here. I'm looking for Dalton.

Clear browsing history, clear cache,

surf in private mode,

and our fathers really believe no one will know

they're visiting porn sites.

And our mothers register on dating sites and state that they're single.

But it was our parents who hammered it into us

after we use the bathroom...

- Is Dalton here? - Who's Dalton?

You think you're safe and invisible.

No. Have you seen Dalton?

God sees everything.

God knows everything.

God never forgets.

Our digital god, at least. The internet.

The internet...

- Excuse me. Do you know Dalton? - No. You seen him?

- No, me neither. - He hasn't been here, sorry.

Nietzsche proclaimed it. And he was right.

God is dead.

In His place, corporations, security services, and the military

have taken over Heaven and call it The Cloud.

The omniscient Cloud that never forgets.

And so...

Don't forget to wash your hands!

- Tell me. What happened? - I think the car was hacked.

We were in the car ten minutes earlier.

I rented it under my name.

Luxembourg, the lawsuit, you know what will happen.

Do you want to think it was no accident,

- or do you want to know? - I want to know.

Then we need the data from the car computer.

How can I get that?

- No. How will I get it? - No.

- I don't want you to. - I'm a journalist. It's my job.

Several people owe me favors.

Nelly, I saw the car. They'll stop at nothing.

I was in Afghanistan.

On patrol with some soldiers.

I was about to take a photo of them.

When I raised my camera, everything was still okay.

When I looked through the viewfinder, they were all dead.

An ambush by terrorists.

I was the only one who survived.

I was a war correspondent.

Fear isn't an option.

- Hello. - Hello.

Son?

I'll keep the yoghurt. Is that okay?

No problem.

- Thanks. - You're welcome.

JULIA GRACHT TRAINEE LAWYER

Gracht.

Hello?

I don't know where to begin.

But it's important.

I know it sounds strange, but I think

you might be able to help me.

Who is this, please?

Oh, sorry... Hanna.

Hanna Franke.

Julia?

- Do you need him? - No, take him.

- Yes? - Sure, that's fine.

ANONYMITY ONLINE

HELP!

I LOST MY SMARTPHONE.

NEED TO GET IT BACK. DON'T CARE HOW!

PISS OFF, COP, AND THEN...

YOU THINK WE'RE STUPID?

CONTACT ME VIA OTR. > CAPTIV8

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WHERE?

OLD PARKING GARAGE

Are you Captiv8?

Got the money?

Hey! What you doing, asshole?

That's not enough. I said 500. Are you kidding me?

Okay. It's in my breast pocket.

Hey, come back!

Stay here, man!

- I need my phone. Please! - Get over it, asshole.

Hey!

I need my phone, man!

I need my fucking phone!

Hey! Stay where you are!

I'm talking to you!

Are you on speed or something?

You could have killed him.

My pleasure, for saving your butt.

And you can take that literally.

The guys in jail like blonds.

Wait.

Thank you.

Your phone.

Why's it so important that you freak out like that?

What's up with you?

Are you on drugs after all?

Or in withdrawal?

Turn it off!

Water.

Did you know it has a memory?

Its molecules can bind in various formations.

Do you know what that means?

It can store an infinite amount of data.

Masaru Emoto, a Japanese researcher, exposed water to sound.

One sample to music, another to noise.

Then he froze both.

The music-sample formed beautiful crystals

and the other was just chaos.

All that had happened to the water

was stored within it.

Everything is in here.

You just have to get it out again.

He's in New Zealand.

After that stuff with you and Case, Dalton thought

that he better lay low for a while.

Where did you know Case from?

There's no one in the scene who didn't know him.

And you?

How did you know him?

I did my civilian service as a nurse in a psychiatric unit.

Case was a patient.

Back then I didn't know what he was talking about, but...

I realize now he wasn't crazy.

It's the world that's crazy.

I'm Angel.

Sandra, Sandra, come quickly!

Yes?

What happened?

My big toe moved.

You know who came to see me yesterday?

Hanna Franke.

Looking for her husband.

Okay.

A squad car found him on the autobahn.

- Pumped full of drugs. They took him... - Stop it!

- What do I care about Franke? - Sorry.

He screwed up. Now he pays the price.

Why should I care about Franke?

Because, like me, you want to know what happened.

No, I don't.

And I'm not like you.

- I can't use the bathroom without help. - What do you want?

What do you want? To soothe your conscience?

Do you want to...

solve it all?

You're suspended, so you stop asking questions.

Get it? So...

Do something you enjoy. Take a walk in the park.

Go ride your bike, go dancing... with your friends. You got any friends?

I thought we were friends.

Okay. So you help me,

because the bomb blew me up and not you!

I don't need your pity.

CAN I TALK TO YOU? URGENT!

You must think I've gone crazy.

I wouldn't ask you for help again

- if... - Do you also think I have no friends?

How would I know that? I don't know you.

Sorry.

I just had...

Doesn't matter.

You said it's urgent.

We didn't tell you the whole truth.

I never really thought your husband is a terrorist.

CAN'T SPEAK FREELY. URGENTLY NEED TO LEAVE.

BND?

I'll take care of Leon.

Thank you.

FACIAL RECOGNITION ANALYSIS

- Excuse me. - No, no, come in.

I'm glad you're here.

I'm Elisabeth.

And you?

Hanna.

Please have a seat.

You can just listen.

Julia was just telling us about herself.

So, Julia, please continue.

When I was a little girl I thought...

it was normal.

At the folk festival,

when people are pushing

and you're totally surrounded,

in confined spaces, when the door is closed,

fear.

I tried to run away from it, but...

wherever I went,

it was always there.

I learned to live with it,

to function, because no one knew about it,

except for me and the fear.

But then...

suddenly he was there.

Invisible.

As if...

he knew everything about me.

He forced me to destroy a family.

I...

had to tell a woman to her face...

that I'd slept with her husband.

It was...

like suffocating.

Like the most confined space ever.

Julia. Julia!

Julia, wait! Please.

I didn't know.

Of course not. But what does it change?

I slept with your husband. No one forced me to.

You didn't destroy our family.

It's not your fault that everything is falling apart.

What do you want from me?

My biggest fear was that my family would be torn apart.

Instead of facing that fear, it controlled me.

But now I know

fear is just a feeling.

It doesn't kill us.

You can smoke inside.

No, it wasn't an accident.

And yes, the car was hacked.

Vault7, Wikileaks. Ever heard of it?

The CIA reports?

8,000 pages on how security services access private systems.

They can hack and manipulate any device

that's controlled through the internet.

Cookers, elevators, cars.

Then the CIA hacked the car and caused the crash.

Could be.

Or maybe it was the Russians or the Chinese.

And the BND?

Sure, why not?

What's with all the computers?

I'm converting them.

You're installing all that stuff?

No, not installing it. I'm taking it out.

Cameras, microphones,

and everything you don't need to go online securely.

They're sold full of components,

that are there to make it easier to get in from outside.

Wireless modules with 11n or 11ac. Sure.

In theory they can process 600 MB.

MIMO, OFDM modulation,

whatever. All that gadgetry, out with it!

Bluetooth, out.

GPS, no chance.

But...

These here, they're like

the invisibility cloak in Harry Potter.

You can access anywhere and no one can see you.

What is it?

Your accent, it's...

Say cute and I'll punch you.

What brings a Dutch girl to Berlin?

My brother lives here.

I missed him.

Hacking into your network provider,

you know it's against the law.

Hacking into their network won't be easy either.

We need an ESP 82/66.

I need to solder a few parts,

then we can find out where you lost it.

I suspect that the KAT 7...

Lukas!

Hey!

Hey, Lukas.

Good morning.

Morning.

Why didn't you wake me?

I tried, believe me.

Let me introduce you to an ESP 82/66.

Otherwise known as We'll-Find-Your-Phone-Module.

- Cool. - Hey!

Sorry.

Okay, and what do we do with it?

Just go in and find a goddamn network socket.

Plug in the module, and I can access the server.

I find the phone's last location, you have what you want.

Excuse me? Where are you going?

Delivery service. Third floor.

Who to?

I think it's Schneider. I'll find my way.

No. You can take a seat there.

- Fuck. - What?

I'm sitting in reception.

Maybe there are sockets there.

Okay.

Okay, connected.

You can't be. I can't get in.

- It's a KAT 5 socket. - What?

Welcome to the Stone Age.

You have to alter the connection.

- Okay. - White-green to 1. Green to 2.

White-orange to 3 and orange to 6. Got that?

- Okay, connected. - Okay.

Oh shit.

A contact lens came out. Do you have a rest room?

On the right.

- Fuck! - What is it?

I can access the security system, but not the back-ups.

- Why not? - Hold on.

Shit.

They have a monster ventilation system on floors five and six.

- Meaning? - They must have an extra server

for the back-ups.

- I can't access them from here. - Floors 5 and 6?

Yes.

But that's guaranteed to be a secure area.

To hack in, you'd need...

Lukas!

You said you could access the security system.

Yes.

Can you make it look like there's a fire up there?

What are you going to do? Actually, keep that to yourself.

- Was that Dutch? - No, COBOL.

Almost there. It would be nice

- if it stopped raining in here. - Okay.

Thanks.

Attention. Please vacate the building immediately.

I can't get through.

Do not use the elevators.

I've got an idea. The roof.

- What? - Go on the roof.

Find the biggest air duct and follow it.

- It should lead you to the server room. - You sure?

- No, but try it. - This is not a drill.

Lukas, hurry up!

How close are you?

I think I've found it.

Attention. Please vacate the building immediately.

Do not use the elevators.

Attention. Please vacate the building immediately.

Attention. Please vacate the building immediately.

Do not use the elevators.

Don't turn round. Don't turn round.

I said don't turn round. What's your name?

Lukas?

- It's getting busy here. How far are you? - Nearly there.

We have to get out. The fire!

There's no fire. Do what I say, and I'll be gone in a minute.

Okay, let's go.

This is not a drill.

Okay, got it.

That's Donau and Ganghofer Strasse.

Your phone was last logged into in a 200 yard radius from there.

Donau and Ganghofer Strasse.

You can go now.

Shit.

- Angel, what is that? - Get out!

You have to open the door, it's locked.

- Angel! - Fuck.

What?

They flood the room with argon to extinguish the flames.

Shit.

- Turn it off! - Yeah, yeah.

Angel, hurry!

Lukas!

Lukas!

Damn it, Lukas.

Hey!

Hey, stop!

Hey!

- Dr. Ünal? - You're still here?

The other day, answering the journalists' questions,

you said you knew of no citizen filing charges

against the security service.

Does the name Lukas Franke mean anything to you?

Hey, hold up, wait.

Why are you running away? Why?

- Have you got my phone? - Don't hit me.

Let him go. What are you doing?

I just want to know if he has my phone.

That's you.

It's fine.

Do you recognize me?

It was the Fijians.

- What? - Chinese, Japanese... I don't know.

They pulled something over your head and put you in their van.

Did they say anything?

Do you remember anything?

On the van,

it was all in Chinese.

All except ITC.

I could read that.

ITC.

And over the writing

there was some kind of crown.

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Hello?

Mai-Ly. She's not here.

How should I know?

Maybe because Franke got away?

Yes. I'll tell her.

- Who called you just now? - You're dead.

- Who were you talking to? - You're dead.

Siebert here. Hello?

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