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Kleo!

♪ Merry Christmas! ♪

Has my father sent you?
What has he accused me of?

You can't do this.
What you're accusing me of...

Ms. Straub,
we're merely trying to clarify the facts.

I didn't do anything!

Do you want your daughter
to see us removing you by force?

I didn't do anything! You can...

Ms. Straub, we're taking you into custody.

Let me go! I didn't do anything!

- Kleo!
- Mummy, don't!

Hello, Kleo.

Do you remember me? Hmm?

Do you remember who I am?

I am your grandpa.

You're coming with me, dear.

In my garden, I have a beautiful swing.

You can swing on it all day, hmm?

Kleo.

Eat. It's delicious.

What happened to Mummy?

Your mummy?

She chose to put you
and our republic behind her.

There is another Germany,

a country that is ruled by bad people.

She went there.

Why?

The people there made her
lots of promises that they won't keep.

It's all lies.

But your mummy
has fallen for all these lies.

You know,
I am so glad you are with me at least.

Ah.

Check this out.

Moss cake.

You like it?

It's my favourite cake.

Grandpa,
why didn't Mummy take me with her?

Good morning, children.

My scarf is my pride.

I'm wearing it, here.

I cherish it dearly. I like how I appear.

I wear my scarf wherever I go.

It... glows...

Well? Try again.

I don't know.

So you didn't learn it.

Yes, I did.

Well?

You didn't learn it well enough, Kleo.

Who knows it?

- Hannah.
- I wear my scarf wherever I go.

Within it, a bright blue future glows.

Mmm.

- It's no big deal.
- I'm Holger.

It's not good to think about
the past all the time, my darling.

Why doesn't Mummy come back?

She...

is very sick in West Germany.

So sick

that the doctors
couldn't help her anymore.

She...

She died, in the hospital.

You must be strong now, Kleo.

Like a Young Pioneer.

Like a soldier.

Understand?

What?

What is it?

You wouldn't listen.

You didn't want to listen!

This is all your fault.

This is all your fault!

Oh, take it easy.

- Aunt Margot?
- Who is that?

Kleo, listen.

You are not a little girl anymore.

You're a hard-working Young Pioneer.

You are, aren't you?

Yes, of course.

You know that...

that Aunt Margot is the wife
of the president of our State Council.

And you also know
that I have a particularly special job.

Yeah?

That I keep a lot of secrets

that are very important for the protection
and the security of our country.

Now, about your friend over there.

We really don't know him at all.

His parents
could be enemies of our country.

- Holger isn't my enemy...
- I'm sure Holger isn't an enemy.

But children sometimes
talk about things at home,

even if they don't mean any harm by it.

Listen, Kleo.

From now on,

I don't want you
to bring him to our home anymore.

- But...
- What did you promise me?

That I will be a good Young Pioneer
and I will protect our country.

Very good.

- You see?
- Hmm.

And so we hereby renew our vow

to our beloved fatherland

and the Socialist Unity Party of Germany.

We forever pledge
the love, loyalty, and the deeds

of members of the Free German Youth.

Together with our comrades,
we march on for peace and socialism.

Friendship.

Friendship.

♪ Arise ye workers from your slumbers ♪

♪ Arise ye prisoners of want ♪

♪ For reason in revolt now thunders ♪

♪ And at last ends the age of can't ♪

♪ Away with all your superstitions ♪

♪ Servile masses, arise, arise ♪

♪ We'll change henceforth
The old tradition ♪

♪ And spurn the dust to win the prize ♪

♪ So comrades, come rally ♪

♪ And the last fight let us face ♪

♪ The Internationale unites
The human race... ♪

So we heading
to the River Oder next weekend?

Holger.

I can't.

Yes, Comrade Straub.

No weekend!
But I will submit an application,

a River Oder vacation
weekend application to HVA.

In a timely and routine manner, of course.

Kleo! Kleo! Kleo!

Hey, Lenin, Lenin, Lenin! Stop it!

- All in order?
- All in order. Let's do it.

I'll ask Grandpa.

Great.

- Bye.
- Bye. See you tomorrow.

Bye, Holger!

Bye, Kleo.

Oh, Kleo!

Aren't you ashamed of yourself?

You wear the uniform
of the Free German Youth

and fool around
with a character like that!

That was Holger, Grandpa.

Then if you'd done any
of your investigations,

you'd know that this person's
hostile subversive family...

- He's...
- ...has applied for an exit visa,

and indeed for the whole family.

Meaning for him too.

In other words,

he doesn't want to live
here anymore, Kleo.

They've sold out to the class enemy,
just like your mother.

You will end your relationship
with this... youth straight away.

Do I make myself clear?

- Yeah.
- Yes, what?

I will end it.

Very good.

By the way, that is Jorge...

a comrade from Chile.

He'll be staying with us for a while.

Show him around.

Hi. How are you?

I'm Jorge.

Kleo.

Nice to meet you.

- I don't speak Spanish.
- No problem. I'd be happy to teach you.

You know, Kleo,
your grandpa's a good person.

He knows what is right, huh?

You understand?

My grandpa is a good person.

He knows what is right.

This is a declaration of commitment

as an unofficial employee
of the Ministry of State Security.

I've just come from the GDR's
Order of Merit awards ceremony.

Our Comrade Ramona
was just like you are now, Kleo,

at a crossroads in her life.

And she decided that

she wanted to become a true fighter
for workers' and peasants' interests.

Comrade Mielke,
as a mark of his particular appreciation,

presented her with the Golden Makarov.

Hmm.

I have followed Comrade Ramona's
development very closely for years,

and that's why I know
she has a bright future ahead of her.

You have just what it takes as well, Kleo.

You can be just as good.

But you have to want it.

- Good morning.
- Good morning, comrade.

Kleo Straub.

I'm Andi.

DECLARATION OF COMMITMENT

Have a seat.

Your grandpa has told me a lot about you.

Lovely guy, your grandpa.

Would you like one?

The Ministry has decided that I...

from now on will be
your commanding officer.

In other words, you can come to me
with all your concerns and problems,

whatever they might be.

It's important that
we completely trust each other.

We are a team, you and me.

Actually, I don't smoke.

Good.

Kleo, with everything I know about you,

I'd like to ask whether, for the Firm,
you'd be available to do special missions

over and beyond your usual duties.

Yeah. Mmm. Yeah.

Comrades,
welcome to the "Else Project,"

the Minister's Task Force
for Special Issues.

You will here be trained as agents

so you are capable

of carrying out diversionary actions
in the area of operations,

individual acts of terror,

acquisition of technical items,

and capture of individuals,

reconnaissance, destruction,
and appropriation.

You will learn
how to disrupt and destroy structures...

...how to remove people in various ways.

Hostage-taking, detention,

forced flight, abduction, disappearance...

Fire!

...and to eliminate them by shooting,
strangling, stabbing, burning, blowing up...

Fire!

...beating, poisoning, suffocating.

As a loyal agent, you report directly
to the Comrade Minister.

And if he tells you,

"You'll go there and shoot him
in enemy territory..."

...then you'll do it.

And even if you are caught,
you will stand before the judge and say,

"Yes, I did it in the name
of my proletarian honour."

Any mission
given to you will be carried out...

...even if it causes your own destruction.

Very good.

You remind me of Comrade Ramona,

our best agent.

Ramona?

Don't know her.

The attempted assassination
of President Reagan?

It wasn't a confused student, as it said.

It was our Comrade Ramona.

Trained by me and passed with distinction.

One question.

If the mission was so successful,

why is the American president still alive?

It was never intended
to kill the president.

Why are you asking that?

Are you questioning the Comrade Major
or the leadership of the state?

What?

Instead of paying tribute to Comrade
Ramona's extraordinary achievement,

you make subversive comments.

Comrade Straub,

just because

you're the granddaughter
of Comrade Major-General Straub,

it's not your place
to publicly rebuke your comrades.

You have to fit in rank and file here.
Do you understand?

- Yes, Comrade Major, sir.
- Repeat that.

I have to fit in rank and file, sir.

Louder!

I have to fit in rank and file, sir!

You really think you're better, don't you?

DIPLOMA
STRAUB, KLEO JENNIFER - VERY GOOD

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Anyway.

What are you looking at?

Not even a distinction.

I'll prove it then.

Here is the news
on Channel One.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.

Karl Friedrich Konrad, leader of
the extreme right-wing group "Konrad",

was found this morning,
dead, in his own car.

Initial investigations suggest
Konrad was assassinated.

Konrad's goal
was to establish a Nazi state

in the Federal Republic of Germany.

Good girl.

Dear esteemed comrades,

I am pleased, and it fills me with pride,

to award Comrade Kleo Straub on behalf

of the German Democratic Republic

the Patriotic Order of Merit in silver

in recognition
of your special achievements

in the development of a socialist society

and the strengthening
of the German Democratic Republic,

and for special bravery in the field

and operations in enemy territory.

Kleo?

Kleo!

Hey.

Easy now.

- Mmm.
- You were pretty lucky.

The doctors say not to be alarmed,
but all the same, you need to rest, okay?

What happened?

The guy you met
in the café shot you.

If I'd arrived a second later, then...

Well, I saved your life.

That's what happened.

The red suitcase
belonged to Erich Mielke, the minister.

Ah. Okay, what?

- Wait, wait, wait.
- I've seen the suitcase twice already.

You need rest, I told you.
What are you doing?

Once at a medals ceremony four years ago,

the... the man carrying the suitcase,

he was Mielke's aide, and he was the one
I eliminated at the Big Eden.

I'm 100% sure. Give me my trousers.

Um, yeah, I...

Okay, but, uh...

I mean, Mielke and his aide
are now dead, thanks to you.

Yes, but I saw the suitcase again.

A woman who was walking out
of Reconnaissance HQ

a few weeks ago had it with her,

and I think she...
...was Mielke's secretary.

And I also know where to find her. Shoes.

Huh. And where... where...

Has Mielke had his funeral yet?

Thanks.

Kleo,
we've got another problem.

What is it?

How did that happen?

I, um...

Kleo?

Kleo!

Kleo?

I'll take you to hospital. Hello!

Shit.

Put the gun down! Huh!

Shit! Oh, Kleo? Shit.

Hang in there.

- You saw Uwe's accomplice?
- Yeah.

And what did he look like?

- What do you mean?
- He's still breathing?

"Still breathing"?
Yeah, yeah, he's still breathing.

What do you think I am?
A mass murderer? Yeah, he ran off.

Great.

Just, just great.

What is great about it?

I killed a human being.

I didn't want to, but I...

- But if I hadn't, then... then he'd have...
- Was it your first time?

Yeah, it was my first time.

Our agreement still stands. No killing.

Who was the guy anyway?

Uwe Mittig.

An ex-comrade of mine.

An asshole.

He got what he deserved.
Don't worry about it.

What will we do with him now?

Right, come on. You can't park here.
I'm gonna need you to move along.

Come on now, my friend, wake up.

Dear esteemed comrades,

dear family...

THE DEAD REMIND US

...today we bid farewell to an elite fighter

for the high and noble goals
of the working class and working people.

To our minister for State Security
in the German Democratic Republic,

retired Army General Erich Mielke.

An anti-fascist from the very beginning,

an avowed internationalist,

a dedicated communist.

A great leader is leaving us today,

but the truly great

always leave us much too soon.

♪ Minister Erich Mielke is dead ♪

♪ And we're at his funeral, there we go ♪

♪ Mim bim, I'm at the... ♪

My condolences.

Back already? What...

How did our target react
to the information about the suitcase?

Fine. Fine.

Really, uh...

Yeah, I'm afraid
there was a slight problem.

- Um...
- Oh?

Yeah. I haven't got around to it yet.

- I see.
- Yeah.

There was a shooting in the East.

The victim was Uwe Mittig. Ring any bells?

No. Mmm.

We met in his garage.

Ah. Yeah.

And he was an ex-colleague of Kleo Straub.

Didn't she ever mention him?

Well, I would have already told you
if she had. I... Yeah.

Yeah, you would have.

- Yeah.
- Okay.

You'll call me once you've spoken to her
about the suitcase?

Of course.

Also, by the way,
about my contract, maybe we can...

Our comrade had
his life snatched from him

as the result of a treacherous murder...

...perpetrated by a dishonourable traitor,

a man or woman
who betrayed our collective cause.

To you, great working-class hero, I swear,

no, we all swear,

that we will not rest until those

who betrayed you,

who betrayed our common cause,

who betrayed the high and noble goals

of the working class,

have been brought to justice.

We will achieve this objective,
if necessary, with our gun in our hand.

Heads up, not your hands up.

Please.

Kleo?

Aunt Margot.

Look at you. Still out on the loose?

And you, still on the loose too. Hmm?

What are you doing here?

I'd like to pay my last respects
to our dear minister.

You see, I don't believe you.

Somehow his death smells of your methods.

Hmm. Mine, yours, his, hers, ours, theirs?

You all taught me these methods, yes?

Auntie Margot? Duty calls.

Still ready? Hmm?

And one, and two, and three, and four.

And forwards, back, to the side, a-ha.

And one, and two, and three, and four.

That's her.

Wh... Who?

Lobrecht,
the woman with the suitcase.

- Her over there?
- Mm-hmm.

Let's go after her.

You tell me you love me,
and what happens? This girl!

Shit, I need a piss!

Fuck's sake, I'm gonna kill him.

She's not from the Water Authority.
You think I'm stupid?

Kleo.

The woman's name is Kleo.

Anja, I, uh...

I've not been the doorman
at the Pralina for long.

I know. You were working with the carpool.

No.

I was working
for the Ministry of State Security.

What?

I was a "Scout for Peace"
at Reconnaissance.

Commanding officer
in Division 18, Special Issues.

Some unofficial agents under me.

We carried out missions
in the non-socialist economic area.

I don't understand.

We killed people, Anja.

The unofficial agents killed
people on my orders.

And Kleo was one of them.

And yes, we were together.

But it's over.

You are my future,
and you have to believe me.

And... Hmm. What does she want from you?

I still have contacts in the Firm. I...

I've been entrusted
with an important mission.

I'm protecting information

which could change
the course of world events, and Kleo...

Kleo is a danger to this mission.

Kleo is dangerous.

But she'll soon be
out of our lives.

Please don't worry.

I will take care of it.

I love you.

- Andi?
- Yes?

I need some toilet paper.

I'll get you some.

Comrade Lobrecht, leave that alone.

Where's the suitcase?

I know you.
You were at the funeral, right?

Correct.

And you were also there
when I was awarded the Order of Merit

for special bravery in enemy territory.
Do you remember?

I knew that someone
would come about the suitcase eventually.

Where is it?

The minister always kept it close by.

"This suitcase must be defended
with your life's blood,"

he always used to say.

And what the minister said
was sacred to me.

But... your boss,
the Comrade Minister, he's...

...dead now.

It's not about the individual.

It's always about the community,
the cause,

and above all,
the preservation of socialism.

"Socialism." Uh.

Mmm, yeah...

Ms. Lobrecht, look around you.
The Wall was torn down by your own people

because they wanted freedom,
the Deutschmark, and Western goods.

Trabbi cars are trashed for fun

because they don't mean anything
to anyone anymore.

Gorbachev is negotiating

with the British and Americans
and French about reunification.

It must hurt like hell
to accept these things,

but all that... you believed in
and dedicated your life to

will no longer exist in a few months.

There's nothing left to defend.

Socialism is... just as dead as your boss.

Strictly speaking, socialism was
just one of history's crazy ideas.

- Sven, how can you say that?
- What? I just... Wait...

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

I swore to the minister

that I would defend
the suitcase with my life.

Always forwards...

...never backwards.

No, no, no, no, no!

This one's on you, Sven.

- Oh no.
- Ugh!

Ugh!

Sven, give me a leg up.

A leg up? We need to leave...

- Give me a leg up, will you?
- Okay.

Come on.

Right.

One, two, three.

The suitcase!

The suitcase.

Okay, come on.

Go. Thanks, Ms. Lobrecht.

Geike.

Petzold is lying.
He's double-crossing us.

The whole thing
seems to be about a red suitcase

that the Stasi assassin is after.

But I think Petzold
is working together with her.

We need him.

We need to try and tie him to us.

Anne?

Yes, that is
extremely valuable information, Sun.

Thanks. I'll stay on it.
We should make him an offer.

One moment.

Here's what I'm thinking.

You come back to Pullach,

we analyse all the information we've got,

and then we develop a strategy together.

What...

I... I don't think it would be right to take
our eyes off the two of them now, Anne.

Don't worry about that.

Come back...
...and then we'll plan our next steps.

- Are you giving me a direct order?
- Min, please.

"In matters of war,
always control, never be controlled."

I'm sorry?

Okay, ready?

Are we really sure
we want to know what's inside?

- Yes!
- Okay. Okay. Yep.

Newspapers?

What?

All this effort for just a few newspapers?

No.

It can't be.

Sven, someone must have swapped
the contents.

Perhaps when the mob stormed Stasi HQ.

And put newspapers in it? Why?

HONOUR BANNERS FOR 100 WORK COLLECTIVES

It makes no sense at all.

Mmm.

Shit.

What?

Look at the date.

The newspapers
have been in here for years.

1987.

- Right here.
- Mmm.

A few days before
your assignment in Big Eden.

This suitcase
was in Mielke's safe the whole time.

But it wasn't the red suitcase,
This is just any old red suitcase.

- Who had access to it?
- Mielke's aide did, Frey.

The guy I eliminated at the Big Eden.

He put the suitcase
with the newspapers in the safe then,

offered the original one to the West.

The Firm found out.
I was meant to stop the handover.

You did stop the handover,

but the suitcase wasn't returned
to Mielke. So, where is it?

I have no idea.

Hmm.

That's it then.

Here is where our journey ends.

Whatever's in this original suitcase
must be so gigantically explosive

that people are still dying for it.
People are prepared to kill too?

- And they'll continue to do so.
- Ah, if...

What is this...
Oh fuck, was this all for nothing?

We must have overlooked something.

Shit.

Kleo?

- Hmm?
- This is the guy.

What guy?

The guy with the gun who...
who was there when Uwe tried to kill you.

Uwe's accomplice.

It was him.

Wh... Who is this?