Original subtitles

(English) Do you know where you are, Valdez?

-East Germany, sir. -Impossible.

How can you be in a country that doesn't exist.

Excuse me, sir?

The United States government doesn't recognize East Germany as a country,

let alone East Berlin as its capital.

-Of course not... -It is a matter of diplomatic theology...

that Berlin is a single city under Four Power control.

-This here is the Soviet sector. -Right.

And after World War II Germany was divided into four sectors,

and the city of Berlin again into four sectors:

the American, British, French and Russian, sir.

Oh, and just to clear up another common misunderstanding:

West Berlin is not on the border of West Germany,

West Berlin is an island inside of East Germany.

Kleinmachnow, East Germany

Tina?

Ingrid.

(German) Come in.

Packages are coming from the West. There's one for you from Thomas.

We want to leave the country.

(Dog barks in distance)

Hmm.

(Child yells in distance)

(Sighs)

♪♪ ("Boom Boom" by France Gall, a playful French song)

(Giggling)

Let's get out of here.

What?

(Song fades into background)

The two of us.

We'll just get out of here.

When all of this is over.

Okay.

Yes, I understand.

Thank you.

I have to go.

Just like that?

And I love knowing you'll be here when I get home.

Wow, that's sick.

I know.

Everyone's expecting another attack any day now.

And we're clutching at straws.

Can you remember anything else?

Hotel Voltaire.

That's all I could read.

♪♪

(Shutters)

Libyan Embassy, East Berlin, East Germany

MAN (on TV): On its flight from Rome to Athens,

a Boeing 727 of the US airline TWA

was the target of a terrorist attack yesterday.

Hmm.

(Sneers)

My old boss had a joke, do you want to hear it?

(French) Pollution.

(English) How do you call all Arabs in the Seine?

(French) The solution.

(Passing siren)

(Faint street noise)

(French) I'd like to speak to someone...

I'd like to speak to someone... to Arthur... To...

♪♪

(Dial tone)

(Phone connects)

DEAR INGRID,

I HAVE NO CHOICE

BUT TO TELL YOU THE MOST TERRIBLE NEWS.

THERE COMES A MOMENT IN EVERY MAN'S LIFE...

- (Phone rings) - Yes?

... WHEN HE MUST...

♪ We're on a road to nowhere... ♪

(Song ends)

We're going out.

What?

I'm breaking you out of here.

I'll try to get him out.

Motherhood seems to have taken a backseat to Annett's career anyway.

This career is the path we chose.

I'm serious.

I am extending a formal invitation to you.

No more secrets.

Join me.

that eventually they run out of other people's money.

(Background chatter, piano playing)

The answer is no.

(Toilet flushes)

(French) You lost something?

East Berlin, East Germany

(Street noise)

(humming)

(Sighs)

(English) And what is all this?

Chocolate chip cookies.

To introduce ourselves.

You wanna go door-to-door and give these to the neighbors?

Of course. Well, just the ones on our hallway.

There are nine other apartments I counted.

Oh.

(German) Welcome to Berlin.

(German) Thank you.

I am Hector Valdez.

Walter Schweppenstette.

This is my wife, Maria.

-Hello. -Walter Schweppenstette.

(English) Ah, this is an old German tradition.

-Housewarming gift? -Yes.

The bread is for the hunger never comes to your flat.

sweet neighbors.

(Giggles)

You and me, quiet?

(Kissing)

(Giggling)

This is bad optics for us.

Especially since we delivered several crates of weapons to the Libyans recently.

Ah. We did?

Yes. That's why I wanted to speak with you, Walter.

Hey!

Be careful.

(Phone ringing in background)

Sprembex Pharmaceutical, West Berlin, West Germany

What's going on here?

(Doorbell)

What is this?

"Your application for an exit visa from East Germany...

examined...

and denied."

(Door buzzer)

Hello?

(gun cocking)

Nina.

How did you find me here?

Dumb question.

We have people staking out BND safe houses all over the world.

Last night you turned up on film.

Why haven't you called headquarters?

Why should I call them? So they can send me back to Angola?

I'm not sure.

You never talked to each other?

Three years ago.

Before the HVA banished me to Angola.

What's going on?

The BND may be a sleepy spy agency,

but even they know to do regular bug sweeps.

Hello?

(French) I'd like to talk to Brigitte Winkelmann.

-With whom? -Brigitte Winkelmann.

No, you. Who are you?

Hello?

It's me.

Martin.

Nina found me.

Excuse me.

I need to use the telephone.

Sure.

(Phone rings)

Schweppenstette.

Mama, it's Walter.

Walter! How are you, treasure?

Good.

I just want to make sure that

you're not planning to go to the West tonight.

The West?

Where?

West Berlin.

Stay home.

Read Voltaire.

What? Silly boy.

Frederick the Great kicked Voltaire out of Germany years ago!

Activate the phone cascades.

I need every available body back to their desk in 30 minutes.

I need all service personnel back to base. ASAP!

Find the owners of every American-owned coffee shop, bar, restaurant,

(Camera clicking)

(Faint, eerie sounds)

Ooh, look at this angel.

They don't make 'em like that in America, I'll tell you that much.

♪♪

♪♪

-Chez Nous? -Yeah. All drag acts, and it's fun.

What's "drag acts?"

Men dressing up as women.

(Arabic) That does sound funny. Can we go?

Let's go!

Couldn't we stay for one more drink?

♪♪

(English) -Hang on! (Arabic) -Keep walking.

(Revelry)

I'd like to have a gin and tonic!

Two gin tonic.

(Crowd cheering)

(Music tapers off)

All right, we're looking good.

visiting their girlfriends, you know.

Well, what about the clubs?

They'll drift home over the next few hours.

The important thing is all the primary American targets are on full alert.

(Electronic music fades in from afar)

♪♪

(Arabic) - It's too noisy here. Let's go. -Yes! Let's dance!

We need to drink to that.

The bomb exploded shortly before 2 am,

causing a bloodbath among the 500 guests.

(Song ends)