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So, you're Russian?

Born in Russia, living
in Berlin at the moment.

What were you doing in New York?

Just a holiday, two days.
To see the airscrapers.

You mean skyscrapers.

Yes. Fantastika.

What brings you to Berlin?

Let's say it's business.
Family business.

Are you German?

Jewish.

A little bit of both.

On the way home, then.

You could say that, yes.

Now you.

Tell me, what do
you want in Berlin?

Why should I tell you that?

Isn't that what you
do when you travel?

You meet a stranger and
tell them your secrets?

Without reservation?

Because you'll never
see them again?

So?

What is your secret?

Since I come from Russia,
naturally, I'm a...

spy.

A Communist?

You bet.

What's your mission?

Nothing special.

I'm helping a comrade
escape from prison.

- That's it?
- Yeah.

Except for the usual spy stories.
Procuring information, infiltration,

political murders.
Stuff like that.

Now you.

What's your family business?

My father was tricked and
robbed many years ago.

I will take revenge.

Toni! Toni!

Toni, wait.

Toni, wait for me.

Toni!

Toni!

Wait!

Toni!

No!

Toni!

May I introduce myself?

Malzig.

Mine was better.

Yours?

My dream.

Shit, a quarter to eight.

Get out of Metz.

Paris is bigger.

I need to go to work. Why are
you in such a hurry today?

I don't believe this.

- What?
- What do you mean, what?

- That's today?
- We made a date a week ago.

I don't believe it.

- I'm sorry, Lotte...
- Rudi, why are you such a loser?

How am I to organize a new dance
partner on the fly? I need the money.

One thousand marks. Do you
think I can pass that up?

I'll come as quickly as I can.

- Second half.
- Yeah, right.

I promise, Lotte.

Yes.

You can count on me.

Rudi Malzig,
dependability personified.

- Get home safely, boys, okay?
- Yes, sure.

Jacky.

- I've been wanting to see you.
- Why?

Rudi Malzig, the show-off,

just came running along
here, fresh from your parlor.

- I can't deny that.
- Why do you keep falling for him?

- I wonder.
- He's a nitwit, Lotte.

You can say that again.

- It's still my apartment up there, okay?
- You're right.

- Yes?
- Yes. Stop it now.

- Here.
- What?

We're going dancing.

- Now?
- Yep. It starts at nine.

Just three marks entry
fee, and we can win 1,000.

Do you have the three marks?

No, but...

I thought...

you might.

Maybe.

Come on.

- Come on.
- Lotte, I've been working all night.

I'm dog-tired.

What do I get for that?

Twenty pfennigs.

What do you have?

Glashütte. Pocket watch. As new.

It is new.

It's 585 gold.

That's nice for you.

You won't get nothing for it.

Why not?

You know that yourself.

Twenty marks. And I'll
never see you again.

Goodbye...

We shouldn't cave in just because
he's hiding for a few days.

No one is caving
in, Döbrich, no one.

None of us wants to breed
discord in the ranks,

but I won't let myself be used without
a leader without knowing what for.

Suck up to those Munich
swells, why don't you?

- What happened?
- Hitler's shat his pants.

- He's fed up to the gills.
- With what?

Of us going our own way with
Stennes. And damaging the movement.

And Stennes has disappeared.

And Görlitz is calling every ten minutes.
Helldorff's ears are smoking by now.

But where is Stennes?

- He can't just go into hiding.
- He hasn't.

I know now where he is.
That's why I'm here.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yes.

- He's still being detained.
- Comrades.

Oberführer Stennes has been
removed by the supreme authority.

Hitler personally decided to make me
the new head of Sturmabteilung East.

I told the Führer that I
will follow his orders.

- Heil Hitler!
- Heil Oberführer!

Jacoby speaking, Fred
Jacoby. Mr. Grundmann?

I see. Yes, thank you.

Jacoby speaking, Fred
Jacoby. That's the one.

Social, local news, sports. I...

Zeidler, you old sugar-baker, long
time no see. How's the famous phimosis?

Hey, we've known each other for a long
time, so I'll just ask you straight.

Do you have work?

Are you calling the
entire phone book?

I need to make one more
call, please. One more.

- Read this. "Be brief."
- Nearly done.

BLANK, HERRMANN DER ANGRIFF

Intolerable!

BERLIN CENTER OF
BERLIN-KREUZBERG

Der Angriff, editor's office.

- This is Fred.
- Fred who?

Jacoby.

Fred Jacoby, how charming. I thought
I'd never hear from you again.

- Where are you?
- In Berlin.

I should have known.

Where else? Welcome to
the den of iniquity.

And what are you up to?

I'm afraid I'm UAM.
Unemployed at the moment.

Well, you're not the
only one right now.

- Is there something you could do?
- Sure.

But I thought my joint is not
for posh writers like you.

My posh art is not much in demand at
the moment. Probably applies to you too.

On the contrary, you couldn't
have called at a better time.

We need fresh minds like yours.

- You do?
- Yes.

- Well, maybe we should meet up.
- How about lunch today?

No, today is no good,
I... just took on a job.

But I thought you needed one.

No, this job is finite. For sure.
By Monday, the horror is over.

All right, then, Monday it is.

I'd love it if we pulled an
all-nighter, just the two of us.

- Yeah.
- An old tradition.

We'll do that.
Look forward to it.

Finally.

I'll be quick, okay?

- You again!
- Him again.

- I heard. You're unemployed, too.
- Don't mention it.

- And you're the whipper-in?
- I'll take what I can get.

Well, then...

- Jacoby? Are you Fred Jacoby?
- Indeed.

At last. I was starting to
think you're standing us up.

Come on, come on.

This is your spot for the next two,
three days. You know the rules, yes?

- Yes, ma'am.
- You better. Go on then, master.

- Good evening.
- Gentlemen.

And one, two, three, four.

Let's do this.

Dames and drones, swingers and
swayers, flinchers and fidgeters,

wobblers and wavers, shakers
and stompers. It's 9:59 a.m.

The first round of the first Berlin
Ladies' Dance Marathon begins now!

Please remember.
Every two hours,

we permit two and a half minutes
for hygiene purposes and food.

You can drink while you dance.

During the break, your partner
will wait by the judge's table.

Our judges will announce
your disqualification

after exactly two and a half minutes
if you haven't picked up your partner.

You can always swap partners. For
us, men are replacement goods.

As a rule, any lady who pauses
for more than ten seconds,

whether sitting, standing or
sleeping, is automatically eliminated.

However, the lady who is alone
on the dance floor in the end

will take home the incredible
prize of 1,000 reichsmark.

The prize is ours.

And now! Sway your hips!
The city is rooting for you!

A day like gold 100,000
volts in your veins

A night like velvet and silk

A day like gold You
have everything you want

A night, it couldn't be better

Two steps to the left
Then back, then forward

Now or never,
we're born to dance

Everything shivers, it's
alive Link your arms

Is it possible we're crazy?

A day like gold 100,000
volts in your veins

A night like velvet and silk

Life, is it but a dream?

It would be nice, I doubt

That it's true

Be careful

It's easily forgotten

Nothing remains as it is

Greetings to Moscow,
Paris and Vienna

We wave to you Everyone
is coming to Berlin

Everything shrill, everyone wants it
Theyall knew all along that we're crazy

A day like gold What
remains will be declared

A shimmer, what do I
care about balances?

Let's dance

and tell him I said hi,
officially. Yes, thank you, sir.

And?

Those Ringverein chairmen are harder
to catch than a piece of soap in a tub.

- No surprise there, right?
- No.

But at least we have a foot in
the door with three of them.

Who?

Eisenelse, Berolina, and
the guys of Blinder Bob.

Fine. Take them to task.

Weintraub is back from his acquisition
tour. I announced you, Detective.

- Very well.
- Where did he go?

The provinces.
Looking for talent.

Hop, hop. That's it.

- Eyes forward!
- Yes.

- Nice one!
- Yes.

Stay focused, man.

Eyes forward. Come on.
Keep your distance.

One, two, steps and punch.

Yes, nice.

That's good, yes.

More drops of fat in the soup
means fewer black eyes in the ring.

Make some space
for His Highness.

Go on now. Come on.

I've seen all this faster.
Come on, get a move on now.

Know anything about fistfights?

Yeah, well...

He's the future. Fresh
import from Hanover.

Rukeli Trollmann.
He's my newest foal.

A strapping gypsy, elegant. He'll
dance his opponents out of the ring.

Yes, superb! That's what I mean.

- The other guy is not bad, either.
- Schulz?

You can't compare them. It's like
a battleship versus a frigate. No.

We found a municipal administrative
clerk dead on New Year's Day.

Oelschläger.

I heard. It's all over town.

Oelschläger was your man for the
betting licenses. Is that correct?

No one is my man.

Betting is my business.

Boxing is my sport. They
both need to be clean.

As far as the betting
licenses are concerned...

There are rules and an
order for everything.

- Checked by the municipal authorities.
- Keep your distance!

I had no problems
with him whatsoever.

And if you are looking
in my circles for someone

who sped up
Mr. Oelschläger's demise,

you can dig until
the cows come home.

That guy made all the Ringvereins
all over town very happy.

And the fact that he's
now pushing up daisies

is for all of us...

a regrettable loss.

Because it threatens the
peace of our hierarchy.

But who would benefit
from Oelschläger's death?

You let us know. All of us.

- Diego, I've seen enough.
- Yes, sir.

We'll see, okay?

Keep going.

STRICTLY NO MUSIC PLAYING

- Who is it?
- Open up, Renate, it's me, Toni.

- What's up?
- I need a roof over my head.

I thought you were
a runaway now.

I need a break. It's too cold.

May I?

Come on in.

Hi, Willi.

Hi, Toni.

- Where's the little crumb-snatcher?
- They took him to a home.

What's the matter?

Come with me.

I found her like that.
Monday last week.

Stone-cold dead.

It was the same with Mother.

And then?

One line of the Lord's
Prayer. That's all we knew.

And we opened the window
to let the soul out.

What do you think,
how long does it take?

Until she smells?

- It's cold, it'll be a while.
- Let's hope so.

We'll get support in two weeks.

Until then, we'll do it like this.
You're relatives from the East.

And if anyone asks, Mother
is out on an errand.

- What if I've already said that?
- Then she's at the doctor's.

Or out of town.

But we need to make sure
we get something to eat.

All right? Everyone who
wants to, stay here.

- I can do ads. I'll start today.
- Me too.

- And steal.
- All right. We'll do that.

Mother Cziczewicz is
now in a better place.

Forevermore.

Amen.

Charl...

- I can't go on any longer.
- Jacky! Don't let me down.

Sure. Keep going.

- Lottchen, I'm wearing the wrong shoes.
- Take them off!

- That's forbidden.
- Is it?

- And?
- They're all in the same mood.

- Which is?
- Bad.

They're all pissed about
Oelschläger's demise.

- Weintraub, too. And you?
- I went to the municipal office.

Today was the deadline for allocating
the club licenses for the coming year.

Yes. Oelschläger was in charge
of awarding the licenses.

Because of his death, none
of the Ringvereins got one.

- Licenses for what?
- Betting, in this case.

Don't want to know how
many palms they greased.

- How much they paid.
- They suspect each other.

They'll want to see who takes
advantage of the situation.

I want to find out more about
the Ringvereins. How they work.

- What exactly?
- The betting business, for example.

There are some ardent
enthusiasts at the press.

Don't you have a
good private contact?

"Wdw full stop, off full stop,

"furn full stop, rm
at 10 RM/wk plus AP."

Widow offers furnished room at
10 reichsmark per week plus AP.

Short and economical. You
couldn't write a better ad.

I don't get it at
all. And what is AP?

Advance payment. It's a common
abbreviation in the paper.

As you know, I know
about the press.

Leave it, I'll do it today.

Can you tell me why you are in such
an ostentatiously good mood, sir?

Because I'm finally put
on trial on Wednesday.

Exactly.

It'll be a triumph for
Litten, Heymann, and me.

I'll be shot of the
old stories at last.

We met at the café to
talk strategy yesterday.

The charges are...

illegal publication of secret
documents of the Reich.

I won't be dragged to
court for such tripe.

Just say indispensable
due to aversion.

Get yourself a doctor's note.

I have summoned 28
witnesses on your behalf.

- Decency demands that you appear.
- Litten, of course I'll be there.

Why are you pulling
my leg, then?

It's hard to take this
Punch-and-Judy show seriously.

I wouldn't be so
sure if I were you.

Don't be so grouchy. You're
not actually worried about me?

What are you worried about? It was
you who passed the documents on to me.

Proof that the illegal armament
is no fantasy, but bitter reality.

But they would have stopped
the proceedings, sir.

Litten will be running
rings around them,

and Heymann will publish
my article on page one:

"Triumph of the free press.
Clearance beats suppression."

It's all in here.

Behnke, first floor.

We need a plan B, sir.

- Where are they?
- Who?

The negatives. Give them to me.

Just in case something
were to happen to you, sir.

I see. If this appeases you...

They're in my room, in a
box. Fine. I'll go get them.

What did I say? Must
be the new tenants.

Don't, I'll go.

By the way...

why are you being so terribly
formal, calling me sir?

We were on informal terms
last night, weren't we?

- I thought...
- Yes?

We can be informal
in my bedroom.

In the kitchen, we should remain
formal. You're my lodger, so to speak.

Everything in its place.

Lodger.

That's all?

Good day, madam. Would you have
something to eat for me and my brother?

Come on in. But
brush off your shoes.

You can wash your hands here.

I thought we were
getting new lodgers.

But it's lice-ridden things
with a dubious smell.

You shouldn't be talking
about smell, Mr. Katelbach.

- The negatives.
- By the way, I didn't write the ad.

Apparently it was
done by a master.

Excuse me, may Willi
go to the bathroom?

Can't he talk?

He's become mute
since Mother died.

Come on, I'll show
you the bathroom.

But hurry.

Hands up!

What do we have here?

- What are you doing?
- We're playing cowboys and Indians.

But he doesn't have
anything, right?

No.

But why did he take a detour to
the lounge if he wanted to pee?

Willi has never seen
such a pretty thing.

Nor has he smelled
anything like it.

Right, kids, that's
it. Out with you.

- Here you are.
- Thank you.

What possessed you?

You can't be cautious
enough these days.

- Where's the film?
- What?

- The negatives are gone.
- No.

I'd love to be a furnished gent

And pay Miss Lisbeth rent

When we talk about
rocket science,

we usually talk about
flight experiments,

about air travel, about
the speed of sound,

about conquering space.

But we never talk about weapons.

But the potential
is almost infinite.

Once we're flying to the moon, we can
use our knowledge for the military, too.

Or the other way round.

First, I want to
fly to the moon.

Mr. Nyssen, this would be a
pioneering achievement for Germany

if we're the first nation to
develop missiles of such a nature.

You could produce them legally.

The shameful Treaty of
Versailles doesn't concern you.

You mean, missiles could
make us great again?

You do know how to pique
my interest, Colonel.

Good evening.

You.

There's been trouble.

You've been replaced
by Helldorff.

By whom?

By the party leadership.

Hitler personally.

What a pack of cowards.

Behind my back.

A lot of comrades are
unhappy with the decision.

Wendt won't let me go.

We need to put pressure on him.

The pig is a faggot.

Pardon?

A friend of Dorothy.

An excursion with the Jungvolk
to Castle Saaleck. June '25.

A few of the minors in his care
remember the nocturnal activities well.

Do we have evidence of that?

The documents are with
the party in Munich.

Do we have access?

Not at the moment. But
it's an open flank.

You must get him on this.

Hour number nine of the first ladies'
dance marathon at Moka Efti in Berlin.

And all our contestants
are still alive.

Jacky? Jacky!

- I need some water.
- I'll get you some.

Come on.

I need the bathroom
anyway. Wait here.

I'll tell them.

Night descends on the city

The proud ones won't lose heart

Hope blossoms after midnight

Watch out, stay alert
In the face of the goal

Which, still far away
Relentlessly comes closer

Dance as if it was the last time

Dance as if your
life depended on it

One bat of an eyelid
is all it takes

For it all to have been in vain

OCCUPIED - VACANT

I can't keep going.

Number 48 is giving up.

What a pity, young lady. But
an excellent choice of costume.

And number 11 is
leaving the field.

And I'm told that number 24
didn't return from freshening up.

Well, the numbers are dwindling.

Ladies, get yourself fresh partners. We're
ringing in the march into the early hours.

Reinhold.

This event is nearing infinite
degradation in seven-mile boots.

- You applied for it.
- I'll soon have something new.

A proper job.

- Writing?
- Yes.

Where?

It's not definite yet,
but here's hoping.

I have to go.

Young man.

Relief.

Thanks, Jacky.

- Reinhold, what are you doing here?
- I'm the substitute Rudi.

And you're missed at the office.

- Calm down.
- I messed up big time, Reinhold.

Yes.

I don't want sympathy.

Whatever, but...

- No but.
- Yes, Charlotte.

- You're a fighter.
- And I knocked myself out.

There is no such thing as
K.O. for the likes of us.

We're children of the street.
Giving up is not an option.

If someone knocks you down,
you have to get up again.

And when they knock
you down again,

you have to get up
again, even if it hurts.

You think you want to stay down.

Dear God, please let me stay down, but...
as a child of the street, you mustn't.

Because they would kill you.

So you get up. Again
and again you get up,

until the other guy realizes
he won't keep you down.

And then...

you knock him down.

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