All language subtitles for Deutschland.86.S02E10.Total.Onslaught.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DD+5.1.H.264-AJP69

East Berlin, East Germany

Excuse me...

Do you have a light?

The HVA just made a deal.

Submarine parts are being smuggled
to the SADF in a cruise ship.

Around the UN sanctions.

They call it "Operation Love Boat."

Lenora is deeply involved.

I have proof.

Will you be able to bring her in tomorrow?

You do want her alive, don't you?

I'm joking.

Consider it done.

Meet me at Tucholskystrasse
tomorrow at 10.00 p.m.

Right next to the US Embassy.

I'll arrange passage into the West
for the three of you.

The boy is also coming,

isn't he?

Yes.

Tell Brigitte Winkelmann
everything will go as planned.

(A droning)

("Major Tom Coming Home" by Peter
Schilling) ♪ Four, three, two, one ♪

♪ Earth below us ♪

♪ Drifting, falling ♪

♪ Floating weightless ♪

♪ Calling, calling home ♪

♪ Calling, calling home ♪

(Music fades out)

U.S. Mission to East Germany, East Berlin

(A knock at the door, it opens)

(English) - What do you think?
-Exciting stuff.

Right?
Everyone loves Rocky Horror!

We dress up, get the audience involved,
show what freedom feels like.

-I... I don't know.
-Come on.

You would be a great Brad.

And I'll be Janet.

It'll be fun.

-Why not West Side Story?
-Rocky Horror gets everyone involved.

There's a lot of audience participation.

Anything for God and country.

East German Foreign Intelligence Service
HQ, East Berlin, East Germany

(The door opens)
Comrades, I have bad news.

Operation Love Boat

has been sunk.

(Echoing thump)

"These pictures will be sent
to the West German press immediately

if you don't turn the ship around."

The boat is currently
in international waters

off the coast of the Netherlands.

The passengers have no idea
about any of this shit.

We have no choice
but to bring the boat back.

No.

(Booming, distant bass)

We still owe 30 million DM
for the bloody ship.

If the sub parts don't reach South Africa,
we don't get paid.

Money isn't the only thing at stake here.

Oh, yes? What else is?

-Barbara.
-This isn't a popularity contest.

Since when did we care
what the West Germans think about us?

What do we have to lose?

Our good reputation?

The lying western press
will soon lose interest in this.

-But our creditors won't.
-I think you're right.

We shouldn't let ourselves
be steered off course.

A-ha?

And what do you think the legal
repercussions will be if this comes out?

We're a member of the UN

and this deal

is a clear violation of the UN embargo.

The legal repercussions
are irrelevant at the moment.

It'll take five years
before this comes to court.

And who knows
if we'll still exist in five years?

We're in the greatest economic crisis
in the history of East Germany.

We deliver the goods,

we get the money.

Then we pay off the next installment
of our international debts.

-It's still my call.
-I have to tell you once again.

We stand to lose 30 million DM
if we turn that ship around.

I'll make a decision by the end of today.

In the meantime,
find out who wrote the letter.

(A wailing, door opens and closes)

West Berlin, West Germany

Shouldn't we give the photos
to Spiegel Magazine?

Not yet.

We can still do that
if our threat isn't enough.

But it would be a huge chance.

Professor Tischbier,

what will you do
to get my girls out of there?

The Federal Ministry
has people on the ground.

They will find your family.

When?

Tina.

These things take time.

It's already taken too long!

(Rising ambient tones)

When I think about my husband in jail,

or about Marianne...

Every moment
my girls are alone out there, without us,

it feels like my heart
is being ripped out.

Please.

You have no idea how brutal they can be.

(A piano sets in)

Café Wedekind, West Berlin, West Germany

WE KNOW
WHAT YOU ARE INVOLVED IN

Let's leave for Austria tonight.
I booked flights to Vienna.

I'm not going anywhere tonight.

What do you mean?

I just need more time.

Alone.

We've been apart all spring.

I was by myself in Cape Town
for two months.

I had to help my mother.

But I need you now.

This isn't about you.

It's about me.

We should have had children.

What?

If we'd had children...

It's over, Frank.

I don't love you anymore.

Kleinmachnow Nursery, East Germany

(Repeating, booming bass)

(Strings set in)

Hey!

You're so heavy.

♪ On the wall, on the lookout
Sits a little bug ♪

♪ On the wall, on the lookout
Sits a little... ♪

♪ On the wall, on the lookout
Sits a little... ♪

♪ Just look at the bug... ♪

Ha, I'm going to look for snails!

(Keyboard booms)

On the wall, on the lookout
Sits a little bug

There.

Look, Mama.

Aren't you a real snail expert, darling!

So sticky.

Come on, let's go.

(Boy pants excitedly)

I bet you're hungry.

On the wall, on the lookout
Sits a little bug

On the wall, on the lookout
Sits a...

(Bubbling)

WHERE ARE TINA'S CHILDREN?
THEY DID NOT ARRIVE!

(Door closing)

Hi, Mama.

Hey.

You're just in time,
lunch is almost ready.

Ah, I'm really hungry.

(Music fades, he sighs)

Say...

have you ever taken Max into the city?

He's still a little young for museums.

But he likes to ride the S-Bahn.
And trains.

-He does?
-Oh yes. He loves trains.

Just like you used to.

(They laugh)

Why?

I've just been thinking about things
we can do together.

Did you make plans with Annett?

To be honest, she made it pretty clear
that she wants to keep Max away from me.

She said it like that?

Well, between the lines, yes.

Well.

You have to give her time
to get used to the idea of you.

She's been raising that boy alone
from the start.

You'll have to be a little patient.

Yes, maybe.

At the orphanage I worked at in Angola...

there was a boy.

He was smaller than the others.

We were close and I took care of him.

But when I got the chance to come home,

I just left him.

I keep thinking about him.

Now he's down there and I'm here.

Hm, and Annett won't even let me see Max.

I'm beginning to wonder
if I made a terrible mistake.

That's the worst thing.

Hm?

When parents are separated
from their children.

Do you remember Tina, Thomas' sister?

Yes, of course.

Hm.

She was in jail.

Was bought out of East Germany
by the West,

but they refused to release the children.

Oh.

And where are they now?

I don't know.

(A car approaches)

The captain read me
the entire passenger manifest.

Rose's name wasn't on it.

She must be traveling incognito.

I described her to the captain.

(Bass and keyboard set in)

He said...

there was no one like her on board.

You mean no one who...

-Yes.
-Okay.

It's not like she's easy to overlook.

(Guitar notes set in)

So where did she go?

Could Rose have gone to the western press,
after swimming ashore?

I spoke with our surveillance team
at Hotel Panorama.

The night before the boat set sail,

the hotel switchboard
put through a call to West Berlin.

Could we trace the call?

Yes.

It came from Fuchs' hotel room.

And... was it recorded?

Unfortunately, no.

It was a secure line.

-You asked to see me, Comrade Fuchs?
-Sit down.

(Cabinet shuts, music fades)

I'd rather stand.

As you wish.

A series of unfortunate events
has come to my attention, Comrade Rauch.

At first glance seemingly disconnected.

But the signs keep pointing to you.

To me?

Whether it was you or Rose

who made the phone call to West Berlin
from my hotel room in Rostock

is completely irrelevant.

Phone call? We didn't make a...

Someone made a call!

And I know it wasn't me!

And this threat

to publish our deals
in the western press...

(Ambient noise fades)

You two,

as well as myself and Comrade Dietrich,

were the only ones in Rostock
who knew about the deal.

Your accusation is preposterous.

I'm the one who set
the deal up in the first place.

Why would I of all people...

I have a sneaking suspicion

that you're not coming to terms

with the current state of affairs,
Comrade.

And I suspect that
your loyalty to the ANC,

or perhaps to Rose,

is stronger than your loyalty to us!

Comrade Fuchs, do you know what I suspect?

I suspect that you

and our state
have gone off course.

On that front,

I ordered the ship back to Rostock.

What?

We don't want the weapons
getting confiscated.

Neither do our distinguished workers.

By the way,

Rose Seithathi has disappeared.

(Booming bass returns)

Rose isn't on the ship anymore?

Comrade Rauch...

from here on, you will be quiet.

(High-pitched tone)

I'm removing you from field service
effective immediately.

And I'm withdrawing
your special travel permit.

(Distant keyboard melody)

(A door opening, closing)

(Approaching footfall)

Long time no see.

Yes.

You look good.

Good for a dead guy,
is that what you mean?

I only learned two weeks ago
that you survived.

Hm.

And I couldn't really believe it.

Until now.

I was so sure you were dead.

Yes. I noticed.

I saw you run away in Angola.

Where's Ingrid?

Asleep.

(Cacophonous piano notes)

She's sleeping, Lenora.

Sorry.

Do you know who saved me?

Gary Banks, of all people.

Gary Banks is really dead.

Shot.

And how do you know that?

I saw it. At the Rostock docks.

Maybe it was Rose.

Fuchs says Rose isn't on the cruise ship.

I have no idea where she might be.

And I can't look for her.

Anything might have happened.

The South African government
has mercenaries everywhere

to hunt down ANC operatives.

Sorry.

I'm a little drunk.

(Sighs)

(Cacophonous piano notes)

And now Fuchs is ordering the ship back

and blaming me for the whole fiasco.

What fiasco?

Someone found out that East Germany
is arranging weapons deals

between West Germany and South Africa.

They're threatening to go to the press,
and Fuchs thinks that

I made a phone call and informed someone.

(Laughs)

(Sighs histrionically)

Maybe it was you.

(Violin bowing)

The phone call.

Fuchs took away my travel permit.

And I already have a return ticket
to Cape Town.

Why...

would I rat out my own deal?

Why?

I had something
completely different in mind.

Aha. Namely?

The cruise ship's cargo,
the submarine parts for the SADF,

were to be intercepted
by the ANC in Angola.

Or that was my plan.

What? You wanted to sabotage the deal?

You?

(Distant, thunderous bass)

I never would have thought...

Well, that doesn't help me now, either.

Now I'm stuck here.

In this doomed country.

What if I could get you over the border?

What would you do for that?

(Storm-like keyboard tones)

Anything.

Kleinmachnow, East Germany

(Electronic hiss, synth music)

And now?

Now you have to get your hands dirty
one last time.

(Music grows more thunderous)

(Music fades to an insistent hiss)

(Crashing, tense synth tones)

(Music fades)

(Two-stroke engine, percussion tones)

(Ambient synth)

Max?

(Echoing creak)

Max?

(Thunderous, then calm synth)

(Music fades, birdsong)

Hey, Max.

Good morning.

Don't worry.

I'm your dad.

I'd suspected Martin is only here
because of Max.

But that he wanted to kidnap him...

With your help?

Well, he is his father, after all.

This also has great advantages for you.

You can focus on your career.

No more juggling work and family.

Just work, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.

The formula for success.

Believe me, I know what I'm talking about.

(She laughs)

And Martin is going to be
a fantastic father.

(She laughs)

(Doorbell buzzes)

What's going on?

(Child cries)

-Huh?
-Take him. He's crying non-stop.

Oh, Maxi. Aww. Does Annett know?

Well, I...

Oh, what's wrong?

What's wrong?

Come, let's set up the train set.

(She coos placatingly)

You're going to kidnap the child now?

That was my plan.

You're not serious.

I am.

Mama, this isn't my country anymore.
I don't want Max growing up here.

My dear friend,

you didn't grow up in a country.

You grew up in my house.

The child's mother is here.

Yeah. Annett.

You told me that Annett is never there.

-Annett is...
-...much more reasonable than you,

as far as Max is concerned.

(Boy cries for his mother)

Maxi, I'll be right there.

(Keyboard melody becomes apparent)

I want Max to be free, Mama.

What does free mean?

I'm getting out of the business.

-No one gets out.
-You'll see.

Can you take care of Max today, please?

(Tense string tones)

Where are you going?

Good morning, Berlin!
Thank you for coming!

(A crowd hollers)

First of all, let me remind you all
that AIDS is a disease,

not a moral affliction.

Oh, Comrade Dietrich.

Coffee?

-Gladly.
-It's the good stuff.

(The door closes)

MAN (on TV): AIDS doesn't differentiate
between good and bad people.

AIDS treats us all the same.

Regardless of race...

Thank God we don't have gay men
in this country.

Last quarter, we made almost as much
from selling donated blood

as we did from apples and pears combined.

Imagine if we had
to screen it all for AIDS.

To what do I owe the honor of your visit?

I'm looking for Annett Schneider.

She's not in yet?

-Did she call in sick?
-All I know

is she's in an inappropriate relationship
with our client at Sprembex.

Oh, you mean Herr Amend?

-Who else?
-And by inappropriate, you mean...

You just have to give
young people opportunities.

And to grow with their challenges.

(TV from the off)

I knew from the very beginning
that Annett Schneider had high potential.

-Comrade Fuchs has a nose for talent.
-Exactly.

And the Sprembex deal can now continue.

-Excellent.
-Hm.

MAN (on TV):
But to distract from these facts,

the government of East Germany

has been perpetuating a rumor

that AIDS was developed
by the US military in a laboratory

as a weapon.

They call it:

Operation Infection.

Operation Infection.

That's the KGB.

(Crowd boos and hisses)

He wants to blame us?

But over there our East German friends
are also suffering from AIDS.

And I have proof.

(Applause, cheering)

(A booming)

(Doorbell buzzes)

-Already?
-Change of plans.

Where is he?

Stay calm, Annett.

Max is fine, he's with his grandma.

Ah.

Ingrid is involved, is she?

Sit down, Annett.

We have to talk.

Hm?

Listen, Annett, I want to be honest.

I have something planned
and need your help.

Why should I help you?

If you ever want to see Max again,
you'll do exactly as I say.

You wouldn't do that.

Then you don't know me very well.

Where are Tina Fischer's daughters?

(Loud two-stroke motor)

(Gears grind)

MAN (on TV):
To find a cure,

we have to work together.

And to work together,

we have to throw off
the shackles of prejudice...

Whatever that means.

This disease has been taboo
for far too long.

But we have to face the truth.

(A keyboard booms)

Today I want to say that I...

That I'm a fucking Stasi agent.

That I'm HIV positive.

Tischbier is what?

I was afraid he was going
to out us as well.

(Applause, shouting)

As HVA, Hartmann. As HVA.

And I will spend my remaining time
on this planet

fighting for a cure.

(Cheering)

Well.

Don't forget we have that event
at the US Embassy tonight.

7 p.m. sharp.

The Horry Rocky Show.

It might be funny.

Yeah.

Call Nina,
she should take care of Winkelmann.

Okay.

(Booming)

Orphanage, East Germany

It's so generous of the two of you

to take in older children.

So many young parents
are only interested in babies.

Why don't you tell me
a bit about yourselves?

Would you like to start, darling?

Yes.

We are still very young.

But we've been together for a long time,
since high school.

And we always wanted to have kids.

We actually had a son.

Max.

You can tell her, darling.

For a long time,
I thought I'd never recover from the loss.

It seemed so unjust
he had been taken from me so early.

The only way to bear it
is to hold on to the little moments.

Moments of joy, however brief.

I'll never forget how it felt
to hold Max in my arms.

But I realized

that there is so much
one can't control in life. Right, darling?

Yes.

The day comes when you have
to look forward and go on.

Yes, we have to go on.

Yes.

I can see that
there's a lot of love in your home.

And no doubt good socialist values.

I'll bring you the sisters whose parents
abandoned them for the West.

Thank you.

(Children singing in the distance,
the door closing)

(Door opens, footsteps)

This is Christa and Michaela.

You can go out again.

Please wait outside.

I don't know.

I imagined them differently.

(Incredulous snorting)

This is not a bowl of cherries!

Besides, what do you expect
on such short notice?

Well, it has to fit, doesn't it?

I have a bad feeling about this.

Yes.

Do you have another pair of sisters?

Those two are very nice but...

We do have another
pair of sisters, the Fischers.

-Yes.
-But they're already taken.

They will be picked up early next week.

(A boom)

Maybe there's something
we can do about that.

We have an important mission,
and it's urgent.

Top-secret.

Yes.

We'd like to see the other sisters.

This is Steffi and Sandra.

You may leave again.

Please wait outside.

(Door closes, echoes)

The Fischers are definitely HVA material.

Yes, and we'd like
to take them with us now.

Yes.

Please go ahead.
I need to fill out the paperwork.

Yes.

Thank you very much.

The girls will do
a great service to East Germany.

And you personally contributed to it.

Good luck.

Thank you.

Have a nice day.

(Mellow guitar kicks in)

(Song: "Science Fiction/Double Feature")

(From: The Rocky Horror Picture Show)

(Vocal sets in)

(Rapid footfall, door closes)

Your mother sent us.

-I don't believe you.
-Come on.

I'm not getting in there.

Okay, listen.

We've known your mother since childhood.

Her name is Tina, her nickname is Knupsi,

and she has a birthmark
between the shoulder blades. Right here.

Steffi?

Sandra!

-We have to hurry.
-Come on.

Steffi!

(Motor starts)

Sandra!

U.S. Mission to East Germany, East Berlin

(German) Welcome.

Welcome to the Embassy
of the United States of America.

The program contains
the German translation of the movie.

You'll need it...

Your toilet paper roll.

Welcome.

Take a seat in the front row.
It's more fun.

(English) - Enjoy.
-You're looking good. Looking good?

Nothing like sharing the very best
of American culture with our enemies.

Do not underestimate
the value of cultural diplomacy!

Even if everyone in the audience
works for the Stasi?

Especially if everyone in the audience
works for the Stasi!

-Program?
-Yes.

-Ready for your close up, Frau Netz?
-Yes, but...

after the show I need
your help for something important.

Okay.

You're welcome.

(Song fades)

Thank you.

(Motor starts again)

(She guns the engine)

BND Field Office,
West Berlin, West Germany

(Beating synth kicks in)

(Sighs)

(Booming as of a power outage)

(Bar music and chatter)

Gianni,

another Martini with a twist.

And one for the lady, too.

May I?

The seat is free.

I left my wife this morning.

Lucky me.

In truth, I tried to run,

but there are no flights
to Cape Town until tomorrow.

Then at least we have tonight.

(Electro thunder)

(Staccato keyboards)

(Rain and thunder)

(Laughter)

(Song: "Over The Frankenstein")

(Lightning striking)

(Drum-rolls)

(Song closes)

Herr Rauch.

Come here, please.

(Clucking)

What are their names?

Steffi, Sandra, Lenora.

That's Katie and I'm Hilde.

Hi, don't worry.

We were at a play.

We dressed up.

Yes, and now Katie will put some
fancy makeup on you, okay?

Our colleague from the US Embassy
will drive you across.

They don't check diplomatic vehicles.

We have two cars.

Good.

Where's the boy?

He's staying here.

(Footsteps hurrying away)

Thank you.

Take care.

(Car door thuds)

Okay. Who's ready for a real adventure?

I'll turn the music way up,

and we'll all dance.

And when we go across the border,

you just smile.

All right?

We can do it, hm?

(80s beat, Def Leppard's
"Rock Of Ages" kicks in)

Yeah!

(Beeper)

(Enthusiastic roaring)

(Drum crash, music fades)

(A car approaching)

(Ambient soundtrack)

Good luck, you two!

Take care.

Don't worry, okay?

(English) Take care.

-Thank you very much.
-Bye.

(German) Now we have to see

where your mother is.

There's Mama!

Mama!

Mama!

(Soothing keyboard melody)

I've missed you so much.

Uncle Thomas!

Where's Dad?

Brigitte Winkelmann!

What are you doing here?

Having you arrested.

Where's Martin?

(An approaching car
drowns out the keyboard)

Where is Martin?

Martin isn't coming.

(Car screeches, piano booms)

I can get in by myself.

I can get in by myself!

(Tires screech)

(A booming)

(Taps keys, receipt rolls)

(Panicky breathing)

(Sniffles)

What's going on here?

The cruise ship,

a loss of 30 million DM.

The Würfel & Struth torpedoes,

a loss of 20 million DM.

The sabotaged Sprembex trial,

a loss of 50 thousand DM.

Projected revenue
from fruit and vegetable sales,

lost due to contamination from Chernobyl,
a loss of half a billion DM.

-Stop it.
-These are only the tip of the iceberg.

We'll have new ideas.

I don't want to hear any new ideas!

The bedrock of our export revenue
is blood sales,

transfusion bulk and plasma.

Hospitals and pharmaceutical companies
in the West

can't get enough of it.

And the best part?

It costs us almost nothing to produce.

Our lazy citizens produce it for free.

We just pump, bag and ship!

Easy money.

But now some sick little faggot
in the West

goes on TV

and announced that the AIDS virus

is spreading like wildfire over here.

One person cannot bring down
an entire country.

If the country is only
propped up on rickety stilts?

Yes, he can.

This country still stands on
a strong foundation of good values.

Good values don't pay the rent.

Money pays the rent.

Good values are just...

window dressing.

Here.

(Sobs, blows her nose)

Our celebrations
could have been so wonderful.

The 25th anniversary of the Wall?

Yes.

Fireworks, blue skies, raspberry bushes.

A celebration of everything
we've achieved here.

Now it will just be a parade.

Better a parade than...

I'll still call Mielke
about the raspberries.

(Exhales)

Yes?

Who's there?

Hey!

(English) How'd you like the show?

It's the middle of the night.

It's actually early in the morning.

I was thinking
you might have a key to my place.

I... Why?

Because I lost mine in Kreuzberg.

And I don't want to wake up
my wife Maria because

if she finds out I was dancing with Katie
she's gonna kill me.

I mean, why do you think
I have a key to your apartment?

I'll tell you what.

I'm gonna wait right here,

and you will call
whoever you have to call.

I owe you one.

(Synthetic, wind-like tones)

(Bass sets in)

(Melody weaves in and out)

(Cello sets in)

(Music fades)

(Synth assumes the melody)

(Building to a crescendo)

(Gulls call)

(Modem tones)

(Beeping becomes a fixed pitch)

(Phone ringing)

(Phone ringing)

Hello?

(Beeping down the line)

(Music races)

SAFE IN CAPE TOWN.

I'M WAITING FOR YOU, MY LOVE.

MAN (on TV): Mr. Posimski, we've
heard you are working on a new book.

I think your fans would love
to know what it's about.

Well. Inspiration struck me
like a lightning bolt.

It's a story about
a reluctant spy from East Germany.

He wants to get out
of the spy game, go home,

and live the simple life,

but his reputation precedes him.

Everywhere he goes,
people either want his help

or want to kill him.

A Candide of the 20th century.

Sounds interesting.

And what is it called?

I think I'll call it:

(Patriotic, anthemic song,
The Song of Turbulent Youth, sets in)

The Legend of Kolibri.

(Suspenseful music)

(Eerie music)

Subtitles: Matthew Way