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THE SERIES IS INSPIRED BY TRUE EVENTS

Józef Wieczorek. Born October 17, 1950 in Warsaw.

Father: Roman, retired army intelligence officer.

Mother: Elżbieta, accountant.

Psychology and German studies at the University of Warsaw.

Speaks German, French, English and Russian.

Secret collaborator since university.

Employed full-time since January 1972.

Training at the secret centre in Kiejkuty.

In the techniques of conspiracy,

disinformation, observation, countersurveillance,

cryptography, interrogation, microphotography, radiotelegraphy.

Completed with a perfect score.

I demand to contact the Polish embassy.

There are three reasons to become a spy.

The first one is ideology. Also called love for the homeland.

Second: bold youth and a desire for a great adventure.

But the strongest one is hatred for the enemy.

From a young age you were told that the West was rotten and decadent.

Right?

You'll admit that it's not so bad.

What price are you willing to pay for your beliefs?

What is the price?

You have a simple choice.

Work for us or...

Fuck you.

Final answer?

DOPPELGÄNGER

EPISODE 4 "JANEK"

Why did you go to Poland?

I want to know the truth.

The truth about Hans Steiner.

What kind of question is this?

Hans died as a child, you know that.

You're tired, you'll get time off.

It's over.

I quit.

Yeah?

What will you do?

Go back to the Steiners or to our beautiful homeland?

You know that without us you don't stand a chance.

No chance?

I have no chance with you.

I'm sick of this whole charade.

These lies...

You took everything that made any sense away from me.

Do you remember what I told you on your 15th birthday?

And then there's you.

What a face you made!

"How come?

My father is no trader, but a high-ranking army intelligence officer, a real agent."

Remember?

I don't want to hear it.

I've been preparing you for this role since you were little.

- For a mission like this. - You've failed.

- I don't have the strength. - You do.

Yeah?

How could you know?

You know nothing about me.

- You stood the test. - Test?

I wanted them to hang me, get it?

You'd always go on about your achievements.

Master fucking agent!

- I have something to confess. - No more bullshit, please!

Józek, listen to me.

I've never had a career like yours.

Do you know why?

I wasn't that strong.

Besides, I had...

qualms.

But you're different.

Strong.

I always knew that you'd surpass me.

That you'd be the best.

And I wasn't wrong.

You're my pride, you know?

You can't let it go to waste now.

It's okay.

Hush, hush.

Enough.

What...?

A spy is like a good wine.

Needs time to mature.

All of your activity so far

has only lent credence to the legend of operation.

Now, a great opportunity opens up for you.

Using Helmut Steiner's contacts, you'll enter politics on your own.

First, on the local level, then, gradually, higher and higher.

If all goes well,

you'll get to the top.

The Red Cross has nothing.

I sniffed around and found something interesting.

Helga Steiner lived in Strasbourg, but she died six years ago.

Fuck.

I'm sorry.

There's one more thing.

Her half-brother, Helmut...

lives in Strasbourg with his family.

As well as her son, Hans Steiner.

Born on the same day as you.

He's a Polish migrant.

- What? - Previously known as Jan Bitner.

Just like you.

I don't get it.

- His face rings a bell. - What?

I've seen him before.

What the fuck?

Fuck.

Dad?

Sweetie!

Shush!

Daddy loves you, shush.

What the fuck are you looking at?

I've had a drink, so what! Fuck it.

- Go! - I couldn't take it.

Where are you going? No one would take it, all right?

Hey! I'm not done talking yet!

Fuck!

Fuck.

Come on!

I'm sorry. It won't happen again.

What are you doing?

Preparing for the trip.

Did you get a passport?

No. I'll ride in a donation truck.

Look.

I've designed a secret compartment.

- With a plywood panel... - Are you still drunk?

Or out of your mind?

I'm not.

Olga!

I'm not crazy.

I'm going to do it.

For the last five years all I've heard about is your trip.

- I have to risk it. - That's it!

Look at yourself.

You don't sleep at night, started drinking.

Your obsession is killing all of us. Can't you see that?

- Olga, please. - You'll go to a nuthouse.

Or to prison for years, leaving me with the girls. Sounds good?

- You don't get it. - What?

There's a man impersonating me.

- What? - They replaced me.

- Who are "they"? - I don't know. The Service?

No fucking way.

- Olga, wait. - Holy fuck!

Hey!

Where are you going? I mean...

Olga?

- How are you feeling? - Give me a break!

Hi.

Are you hungry?

I'm going to make breakfast.

Thank you on behalf of the Solidarity and the free Poland.

Hello!

Man, you should become a sales rep.

I've considered it.

Why don't you go to Poland with us?

You'll see how much it means to those people.

I'd love to,

but another time.

Okay.

See you!

Where are you taking this?

- To Gdańsk. - But we're stopping on the way.

Where?

Listen.

I'm a Polish patriot.

I myself have smuggled documents across the border more than once.

I might be able to help you.

ls it serious?

It's just wear and tear.

Everyone comes to an end.

Keep talking.

Besides the donations, they're to carry printing materials for Solidarity.

- Do you know where to? - A parish near Elbląg.

- They'll distribute it across Pomerania. - How?

Through their structures and the clergy.

Good work, Lieutenant.

Priests will learn a lesson soon.

How is your cooperation with Daquin?

Excellent.

With his help, the chance of an agreement is increasing.

I knew it.

- He's a great organiser. - Oh, yes.

Excuse me. I'll take it in my office.

Sometimes she gets flashbacks.

We hope that she's slowly coming back.

My dear.

I made a dessert.

- No, thank you. - I insist.

James Bond.

What are you saying?

- Has she said something? - No.

- Hans, come here, please. - Okay.

The body of Father Popiełuszko,

the famous Solidarity chaplain kidnapped by the militia a few days ago,

has been found in a lake near Włocławek.

YOUR VICTORY IS BEYOND...

HALLOWED BE THY NAME

Dad!

And?

- Not a chance. - How so?

They stopped the truck in Elbląg and seized all the materials.

- Fuck. - Keep calm, Janek.

You'll get there. Just be patient.

There was a recurring question in my conversations with the voters.

"You're new here.

Why should we trust you?"

Difficult question, isn't it? But the answer is simple.

You need to trust me exactly because I'm new.

It means I'm not entangled in local power structures.

Thank you.

Trust me, because I come...

from Poland.

The country of the wonderful movement–

Solidarity.

What's this about?

Hans Steiner?

You're under arrest.

- What's going on? - I don't know.

Remember me?

Or this?

We've found this in your flat.

My name is Wieczorek.

Józef Wieczorek.

I'm a Polish intelligence officer.

I demand to contact the Polish embassy.

Fuck you,

Józef.

How are you?

Not bad.

I've been sober for 204 days.

Olga let me back in the house.

I hope you read as well as you speak.

My article about the spy who impersonated you for six years.

I'm speechless.

- Thank you. - Don't thank me.

Congratulate yourself.

Good luck.

Now what?

I want to meet that family.

That's it?

And sue him for identity theft. Pierre could help me.

Since when are you suicidal?

Look at me.

And answer one question.

Not to me–to yourself.

What's more important to you?

The whole past and the mother who left you, or maybe...

Mum, make her stop!

Marysia, leave her alone! I've already asked.

Come here.

In recognition of your heroic attitude as a Polish officer

and a communist,

the headquarters have promoted you to the rank of captain.

Congratulations.

Minister Kiszczak wrote on your behalf

to the East German Minister of State Security, Erich Mielke.

He reminded him that your work was useful for the whole socialist community.

When will I get out?

The charge of espionage is not all.

The police wants to investigate Helga Steiner's death.

Why?

They have doubts.

But...

the cause of death will be hard to determine.

The corpse is in an advanced stage of decay.

There's one more minor problem in Poland,

but you needn't worry about it.

Don't do it.

GDAŃSK, JUNE 1995

My friends, we have something to brag about.

In terms of workmanship and safety,

our boats keep up with the best companies in Europe and America.

Together with our French and German partners

we've signed an important trade agreement.

It is, so to speak, a symbol of burying the past differences.

It's like building some kind of a friendship bridge

between the East and the West.

So have fun, it's our day. Bravo!

- Anybody fancy some juice? - Me!

I hope you'll have room for the watermelon.

Finish it, will you?

May I help you?

I'm Maria Bitner.

- Daughter of the man... - I know. What do you want?

Józio!

It's all right, Mum!

Get inside.

You're the one who's been sending us money, right?

For years.

I don't know what this is about. You better go.

Or I'll call the police.

Do you know how much evil you've done?

Do you know how much evil you've done?

You think money can buy you the peace of conscience?

I won't leave it like that.

- Who is this? - Some psycho.

Don't worry. Let's go.

What was I supposed to tell her?

She won't understand.

Times were different.

It's all black and white today.

"Why, why?"

Everyone's asking why.

GDAŃSK, NOVEMBER 1987

KILLERS FROM MOSCOW WON'T DROWN FREEDOM IN BLOOD

- They won't stop this now. - I hope so.

Subtitles: Anna Wolska