All language subtitles for Covert Affairs S02E12 Uberlin

This started as
an anonymous tip,

but it's turned out to be

a crash course
in money laundering.

All right. What's
the front company?

Honey Factory in South Africa.

Let me guess, Honey's real,

some of the orders are fake.
Bing!

Invoices show the factory
sold an order

to a confectionary at 134
Rue du Lombard in Brussels.

- Except it doesn't exist.
- Trip to Brussels

isn't a bad deal.

Yeah, but Honey money
moves fast.

Next to an off-shore account
in Bermuda, then to Berlin,

to a private investment company

owned by--drumroll, please--
Isaak Von Hagen.

Isaak Von Hagen, go-to guy
for tax evaders the world over.

Yeah, now he's rumored to be
moving money for terrorists.

So how do we get to a guy
with that many layers?

We don't.

We get to his wife.

You think she's the way in?

Elsa Von Hagen just opened

a private bank account
a few weeks ago

under a false name,

her first in 20 years
of marriage.

You think she's looking
for a change?

Right now, she's looking
for a hat.

You know those don't
do me any good, right?

Shopping's over.

I'll check in later.

Listen closely.

You're to tell Arthur Campbell
I've requested to see him.

- I don't know who--
- Don't turn around.

The way you follow me
like a lovesick puppy.

Either you fancy me,
or you're C.I.A. seeking intel

on my husband's clients.

Or maybe it's both.

I want a meeting
with Arthur Campbell.

Make it so.

Guess I won't bother
asking you

if you're actually
going to Berlin.

Is this woman Elsa Von Hagen

who I think she is?
A former asset.

Yeah, she went by the name
Petra then, but it's her.

You said she was trouble.

Unreliable maybe.

Dangerous is
the word you used.

Why was she so dangerous?

Oh, it was Berlin in '89.

And I was a punk kid
still wet behind the ears

taking on the Stasi.

This is entirely different.

It's a different time.

Have you looped in
German intelligence?

No. Isaak Von Hagen has moles

all over the BND.
Arthur,

you're a public figure.

You can't go skulking
around Berlin

and expect the BND
not to notice.

It's not about
not being noticed.

It's about not being caught.

Karl Schmidt's one of the
good guys. He'll want to help.

Isaak is ultimately
his problem anyway.

Karl could be the mole.

Well, have you at least
given thought

as to who'll cover your desk?
Yes. You.

Give you a chance to see
the job you passed up.

- You looking for this?
- Yes.

Promise me you'll meet
with Elsa and come right back.

You'll barely have time
to miss me.

Arthur has agreed
to meet Elsa.

He's en route to Berlin now.

How do I contact him?

Being spotted with Arthur,
an overt C.I.A. officer,

could blow your cover.

So I suggest you follow
strict protocols.

Limit face-to-face meetings,
use secure phone lines.

Standard handler protocol.

As far as your asset,
Elsa Von Hagen, is concerned,

she's not to be trusted.

I never expected Arthur
actually to come to Berlin.

I didn't realize you had
expectations for your missions.

Sorry.

I mean, how does a woman
like Elsa even know Arthur?

Elsa is actually
a long term asset of Arthur's

named Petra Mueller.
Former Stasi.

That's how she made me.
They were some of the best.

Annie, I want you
to run point on this.

You'll arrange the meet,
liaise with Elsa--

Won't Arthur want to do that?

Arthur's going
to be in and out.

Think of him as an access agent,

there only
to make introductions.

And, Annie,

I want a full report.

Of the meet?

Of everything.

I may be way off base on this,

but I think Joan wants me
to spy on Arthur.

What kind of intel
is she looking for?

I don't know, but Arthur
has way more experience

as an operative,
he already knows Elsa.

So why am I the one
running point on this?

Well, it could be because
you got us onto Isaak.

Could be because
you're covert and he isn't.

I don't think so.

I think it has something
to do with this woman Elsa.

I could hear it in Joan's voice.

Well, then this may be your
most sensitive operation yet.

Great.

Thanks for that.

♪ Covert Affairs 02x12 ♪
Uberlin
Original Air Date on November 8, 2011

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♪

♪ Can you save me ♪

♪ from this nothing
I've become? ♪

♪ it's just something
that I've done ♪

♪ I never meant
to cause you worry ♪

♪ don't you blame me ♪

♪ for this nothing
I've become ♪

♪ it's just something
that I've done ♪

♪ I never meant to show you
my mistakes ♪

This was an NSA
listening post.

Amazing what lengths
our paranoia took us.

Speaking of which, are you sure
you weren't followed?

Positive. I took three trams,

doubled back, I used evasive
tactics the whole way.

Good. I assume Joan's
filled you in?

Yeah. Elsa will meet you
tomorrow at Britz-Ost Harbor.

- No.
- I can--

You'll let me handle Elsa.

You can let her think
we're meeting at the harbor,

but I've got another
location in mind.

- Another location?
- I want to control the meet.

Gartendfelder Strasse.

What's the issue?

I-it's an office park now.

Oh. How about Bernauer?
Or is that a T.G.I.Friday's?

No. Bernauer is good.

"Turn and face the strange."

Brecht?

Bowie.

He recorded three albums
here in Berlin.

You'll need this for the meet.

I thought I was going
to take a more active role.

I mean, Joan gave me
that impression, but it's fine.

Elsa's my problem.

All you have to do
is follow my lead.

Understood.

Same evasive tactics
on the way home.

Don't worry about Joan.

If all goes to hell, it's on me.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Arthur and I had
a meeting scheduled.

Numbers meeting.
Yes, I'm aware.

I can come back.

No, it's okay.
Arthur read me in.

I-it's not that pressing.

Really. I'll just...

Stop in tomorrow.

Joan.

Came to pick up the files
on the Santorini operation.

I'm reassigned
to special projects.

I'm sure you've heard about it,
the new division I'm heading up.

Yes, congratulations.

- Richly deserved.
- Thank you.

Now the files.

May you be more prudent
with your own budget

than you were with mine.

If you need help
while Arthur's away,

I'll be in my office.

Apparently Arthur didn't
get the message.

His orders are the
exact opposite of Joan's.

That sounds
pretty interesting.

You know what?

Maybe I should
stick around, huh?

- Where would you be going?
- Richmond.

It's Billy's 30th birthday.

Or it would have been.

Billy from special ops?

The Jack of Diamonds mission?

Yeah. His family's holding
a special memorial, but...

These things can be
difficult, you know?

- The other families are there...
- Billy meant a lot to you.

His friends and family
are celebrating his life,

and you were a part of that.

Auggie?

Yeah.

Go.

Guten tag.

You must be excited
to see Arthur.

Or do you always
drive this fast?

Is that what's making
you nervous, my fast driving?

Or is it something else?

Just like to get
where I'm going

all in one piece, that's all.

Arthur.

You wanted a meet?

You got it.

Not even a hello?

Hello, Elsa.

You've hardly changed.

Your little stunt could've
gotten us killed.

I happen to know

you can handle yourself
behind the wheel.

Annie said you're offering us
Isaak's client information.

All I want in return
is resettlement in the U.K.

Why so eager to cooperate?

Isaak changed.

His business used to be
a few bean counters

looking to cheat on their taxes.

His new clients,
they are killers.

How do we get
this client list?

There's only one way
to get that information.

Become a client.

Twice we sent operatives
to become clients.

- They got nowhere.
- Well,

your operatives didn't
have me to vouch for them.

So you're the key
to this whole thing.

Who do you think gave you
the tip about AJ Manufacturing?

Face it, Arthur.

You need me.

Then pitch me to Isaak.

My husband is no fool.

He knows you're C.I.A.

He knows your past.

Unless you've been
misleading him all this time.

Tell him I sold you
secrets in '89.

He could be convinced I've been
selling secrets all along.

I'm sure he's heard about
my legal troubles at the Agency.

A man in my position might need
some place to stash the money.

Well, if he suspects anything,
he'll kill us both.

Then you'd better
be convincing.

I look forward
to meeting your husband.

Does Langley know
about this plan?

You mean Joan.

Joan appreciates
resourcefulness.

All that matters is whether
or not the job gets done.

And it will.

The meeting must happen today.

- Today?
- In a couple of hours.

Tell Arthur he can't accept
the terms Isaak will give him.

Isaak will know it's a set-up.
- I'll tell him.

Arthur is crazy
to be doing this.

You must know that.

He's good at what he does.

Arthur was going to rise
quickly in the C.I.A.

Berlin proved it.
I set him on that path.

Maybe he's trying
to get us all killed.

Or maybe it's only me.

Why would he want that?

You give Arthur the message.

He must be prompt.

Good luck to us all.

'Scuse me.

The venue's a bit
atypical, I know.

But we've got Billy's
high school football team

competing for the state
championship on the big screens,

30 beers on tap.

A party tailor-made for Billy.

You're one of Billy's
college buddies, right?

The cop, right?

Firearms training
would be tricky.

Oh. You're Auggie.

I'm sorry, I can't believe
I didn't put that together.

I'm Parker.

Billy's little sister.

Yeah.

It's nice of you to come.

The whole family's
been wondering

how you're getting along.

How are you getting
along, Auggie?

Hey, you're Skyping me,
you must miss me.

Yeah. I'd also love
for you to yell

if you see Chloe's paintings
anywhere in this pile.

The ones she did
for the art show?

Yeah. I thought
I put them away

for safe-keeping
a few weeks ago, but...

Oh, no.

What?

I got them framed.

Oh, how sweet.

Yeah, but they're
in my apartment.

- Well, I'll go get them.
- You can't.

No one can know where it is.

I can't know where you live?

Not this particular apartment.
The Agency has strict protocols.

The school art show
is tonight.

Chloe's going to be crushed

if her work isn't
part of the exhibit.

I know.

So have someone go get them.

Danielle, no one at the Agency
can know where I live.

Okay, what am I supposed
to tell Chloe?

How do I explain this?

I-I-I'm sorry. I--

You know what?
Just save your apologies.

Danielle--

Guten tag, Mr. Campbell.

Please have a seat.

I must say, rarely does a
C.I.A. man come to me for help.

Well, there comes
a time when a man

must prepare an exit strategy.

For me that time
appears to be now.

Only a man with special talent
can keep his true nature hidden.

If what my wife says is true,

you have kept yours
hidden a long time.

I'll take that
as a compliment.

You may be using that
special talent on me right now.

Perhaps the C.I.A. made a deal
with the polizei.

If so, the C.I.A. would not
choose to send me.

Because you're overt?

Because the C.I.A.
doesn't trust me anymore.

You worked with my wife
during the '80s, no?

I was posing as a student.
We had a class together.

I'm sure you were quite taken
with him, weren't you, Elsa?

Wie so, of course.
I thought it was true love.

The pull of young love
is powerful.

One might suspect now the two
of you are plotting against me.

- Well, I assure you--
- I prefer my wife to answer.

I'd be twice a fool, then.

He's here because
he is in a bind.

And I am fortunate to have
a husband who can help him.

And you think
you can trust me?

I do.

Words are cheap,
actions are what count.

C.I.A. teaches you this?

My wife.

Three million dollars,
that's the minimum deposit.

I take 4%.

Hefty minimum.

For you, yes.

But I'm sure you amassed
a small fortune selling secrets,

didn't you?
But I'm not the kind of guy

who puts all of his eggs
in one basket.

Three million.

It's all the eggs I've got.

You say I'm a man
you can trust, so trust.

You have until 3 p.m. tomorrow.

Uh, konnen sie mir sagen...

Um...
Let me help.

- Ah! Do you speak English?
- Yeah.

Great.

I'm trying to find
this concert hall.

Oh. You don't want
to go there.

I know a place,
it's more exclusive,

but the admission prices
are a little steep.

Uh...How steep?

About three million,
and I need it by tomorrow.

Make eye-contact with
that woman in front of you.

No, the one over
my right shoulder.

Convey annoyance with me.
If she responds,

she's not a shadow.
Okay.

Great! Can you just point me
in the right direction?

Well, it's old-school,
but it works.

- So what do you want to do now?
- I'm going to ask Joan

to divert money
from another mission.

Okay. Maybe--

maybe I should be
the one to call Joan.

We have a better shot
if I do it.

Yeah, but you're supposed
to be on a plane home already,

and I've only
blown one check-in.

Well, maybe you're right.

Okay. Um, then, I'm going
to need to be read in.

You've already been read in.

Not on you and Elsa.

Well, as you know, the
officer-asset relationship

can get complicated.

Assets stop being sources
of intel, lines blur.

The lines blurred
between you and Elsa?

You feel the need to be honest
with Joan. That's admirable.

But I'm her husband,
and I will explain it all later.

It's better that way.

Thanks!

In the end, I just did
what most of us do.

I graduated, came home
to Richmond, got a decent job.

I needed to be close to family
after what happened.

I'm sure they needed you too.

I'm leaving the nest
this fall, though.

Off to the Peace Corps.

Where are you being placed?

Not sure yet. But...

I always wanted to go,
though, so...

It's about time I did, you know?

- Yeah.
- I forgot to ask

what you brought
for the scrapbook.

Actually, I'm empty-handed.

I wasn't sure I was
coming to this.

Ah.

Well, you can still
contribute something.

It probably won't be as cool
as the original sheet music

to Billy's favorite song
that I found,

but you can try.
Not A World Apart?

Yeah, that's the one.

Is it signed?

It was tough
to find already, come on.

I think I can top it.

We're not an ATM, I can't get
three million cleared that fast.

Arthur mentioned
the possibility

of diverting the money
from another op.

The Santorini operation.

Well, Jai is
in charge of that now,

and I can't touch
any of that money

without his expressed approval.

Oh.

And I thought Arthur
is supposed to be

on a plane to Dulles right now.

If we can get the money
into an account,

we can get the bank codes,

and then both of us
can be home soon after that.

Annie, two other operatives

have tried to become
clients before.

What makes you certain
this will work for you?

Annie?

Elsa's the key.

All right.

I'll speak to Jai.
But this better work.

I never expected the guy
that composed A World Apart

to look so professorial.

On this, I have no comment.

So you're really going
to ask him

to autograph the sheet music?
Well, we're here.

I'll get you a copy
of his latest recording too.

You can take it
with you this fall.

It's better if you don't.

I got good at using
what happened

as an excuse not
to get on with things.

I don't want to fall back
into old habits, you know?

Come on.

What are you doing?

We've got time.

Can't get an autograph
till the end of the set, right?

You don't want to take
a blind man to the dance floor.

You love the music.
So show it.

Jazz is about listening.

Wrong. Jazz is about feeling.

You know, you're doing
pretty good.

You should see
my electric slide.

Ms. Walker. Good morning.

Arthur was in love with her.

Elsa? Did you tell Joan?

No. We need her
to make the money transfer.

I was afraid that if I told her
about Arthur and Elsa,

she wouldn't do it.

Why are you still up?
It's a school night.

I closed down the jazz club.

The guitarist was amazing.

Uh-huh. So who is she?

The guitarist?
Guy named Blackhorn.

You know what I mean.
Your date.

Oh, well, to quote
the famous Annie Walker,

that information
is need to know.

Hey, it's me.

Hey. Annie said you came
through with the money.

- But you're the client, right?
- How'd you know?

Arthur, I'm your wife.

And I'm a spy.

And given the fact

that I had to horse-trade
with Jai for the money,

how 'bout you tell me the truth
about you and Elsa?

Oh, I was green.

You were in love with her.

Well, I wasn't ready
to admit it to anyone.

Not even myself.

So two days ago when
she called, you came running?

I know how it must look.

But there is nothing going on
with me and Elsa.

Please know that.

You know what's
in two days from now?

Our wedding anniversary.
I'll be home by then.

You know, we haven't been
in the same city

on our anniversary
in three years.

Last year, I was in Prague.

Well, this year,
we'll start a new trend.

Where do you want to go?

I don't want to go anywhere.
I just want to be home.

With you.

Good night, Arthur.

Oh, good night, Joan.

What the hell are you doing?

You know you can't be here.

Isaak is on to you. To us.

I overheard him talking
on the phone.

Somebody tipped him off.

Don't play games
with me, Elsa.

Arthur, this is not a game.

Either we go now, or we hide out
somewhere till dark.

Like we did in 1989?

Our place is still there.

You got the money, didn't you?

That's what this
is all about. The money.

You used to trust me.

Well, I chalk that
up to immaturity.

You were mature enough
to make me envision

a life beyond the wall,
a life with you.

You never intended
to go anywhere.

As operatives go,
you had great instincts.

Probably the best
of any operative I'd seen.

You really think you could've
been so wrong about me?

Hello?

Elsa showed up
at the hotel room

claiming the operation's
been compromised,

that Isaak is on to us.

You don't believe her?

She's trying to play us.

So what do you want to do?

Meet me at the usual spot
in ten minutes.

I'll try
and figure something out.

Coming with me.

What's going on?

Annie, meet Karl Schmidt,

my German counterpart
at the BND.

Karl and I have spoken
many times on the phone,

but never in person until now.

He's been shadowing us.

Saw him at
the curry wurst stand.

Did Elsa Von Hagen
order you to pick us up?

I don't take orders
from the Von Hagens, Arthur.

I'm one of
the good guys, remember?

Well, it's hard to tell,
the way you snatched us up.

I think you'd be
more appreciative.

I'm getting you out of Berlin,
keeping you alive.

Oh. Is that what you're doing?

Been surveilling the Von
Hagens long before you got here.

This morning, we hear chatter
that Isaak wants you dead.

He would take great pleasure
in taking you down,

smearing your reputation,

and that of the C.I.A.
in the process.

Your plane to D.C.

The local polizei will ensure
that you are on it

when it departs.

Safe travels to you both, then.

Oh, and, uh...nice jacket.
Very German.

Arthur.

What about Elsa?

What about her?

We're just going
to leave her here?

You heard what Karl said,
she vouched for us.

There's a lot
about Elsa you don't know.

Okay.

Read me in.

She was playing a game
back in '89.

One I barely got out of.

We were supposed to meet
at one of the train stations

that the secret police
had closed down

after the Berlin Wall was built.

Ghost station.

She was going to defect.

I get there.
Elsa's nowhere to be found.

But the Stasi's there,
with guns.

I know you're my boss.

You're actually my boss's boss,
which is worse.

But if you thought
Elsa betrayed you,

why'd you come to Berlin?

Why'd you take that call?

If you're absolutely certain
she betrayed you,

then we should get on
that plane right now, but...

If there's any doubt--

I do have doubts.

But it's too late.

No, if there's a chance
to save her, we should take it.

I know how difficult it can be.

Trusting someone
when it seems dangerous.

We'd have to get by
these guys first.

Yeah.

How?

I got 13 operatives
out of here during the Cold War,

I can get us back in now.

How did you know
the polizei would help us?

Well, the polizei hate the way
the BND come in barking orders.

Kind of like the police
and F.B.I.

Some things are universal.

A man in uniform's distaste
for a suit, that's one.

The ghost station's down here.

Wait here. It could
be dangerous.

- It's okay. I'll come.
- Stay here.

Keep your eyes open.

Arthur?

You must go. Now.

Isaak, he knows I was
working with you.

I think one of his men
followed me here.

I did my best to shake him,
but I can't be sure.

We've got a van outside.

We move quickly, we got
a shot at escaping.

Arthur, thank you.

You don't have
to thank me. Let's go.

- He's still not back, Miles.
- Sorry.

Let me save you another trip.

Arthur will trade you
Deshawn Jackson

for Eli Manning and your
first pick in the keeper draft.

What?

That's breakaway speed,
and I'm sure Manning

isn't thrilled
to be warming your bench.

Yeah.

Auggie.

Have you heard from Arthur
or Annie?

No, why?

Because they still haven't
picked up the money,

and neither of them
are answering their phones.

I'll see what I can find out.

That's him.
One of Isaak's men.

This way. My car's hidden
not far from here.

Halt!

Go, go.

Down!

Oh, we Americans have
a few moves of our own.

Don't worry,
I got this.

Your flight to London.

Interpol has Isaak
in custody already,

so you'll be safe.

Our mission succeeded.

They have a team
pulling valuable intel

from Isaak's network
as we speak.

Funny...

I thought the only way
I'd ever leave Berlin

was with you.

I was detained
that last night.

Somebody had tipped
the police off about us,

about what we were planning.

I told no one.

You believe me now,
don't you?

It doesn't matter.

You'll go to England,
I'll go home to D.C.

To your wife.

Good-bye, Arthur.

Good-bye, Elsa.

It's not the ending
of the Cold War,

but it's a job well done.

Oh...I got a hero's welcome
when the wall fell.

One that I did not deserve.

I just happened to be
in Berlin at the right time.

The kudos you'll receive
for this work you've done here

will be well earned.

I can hardly take
the credit.

Oh, you'll have to.

I was never here.

Hey.

I'm sorry to show up
like this.

No, it's okay.

Is everything all right?
Come on in.

Um, it would have made
more sense to call,

but I thought I should
say this in person.

And I need to say it now
or I might lose my nerve.

Okay.

I really appreciate
your offering

to hang out this weekend,

but I don't know.

You don't think
it's such a good idea.

Yeah.

I mean, it just took so long
to get over losing Billy,

and this feels like--
- No, no. You know what...

Hey, you don't need
to explain it.

Certainly not to me.

Okay.

Well, I...
Guess I should go then.

I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have done that.

I thought we were
on the same page.

- You said this was a bad idea.
- Mm-hmm. Right.

- So we agree.
- Mm-hmm.

No romantic dinner.

I assumed I'd be
eating alone.

I'm sorry.

You had me worried.

You didn't need to be.

You should have told me.

You're right.

But Berlin is behind me.

For us Navy boys...

This symbolizes
safe passage home.

It's beautiful.

I got you something too.

- Eli Manning?
- Mm-hmm.

Thanks to me,
you're winning now.

Happy anniversary.

Happy anniversary.

Danielle?

Chocolate chip pancakes.

Chloe's favorite.
I made them myself.

Well, the girls
aren't up yet.

I know this won't
make up

for what happened
with Chloe's artwork.

I realize we don't
always get the chance

to make things right.

Sometimes what's done
is done.

I just hope this isn't
one of those times.

Have you slept?

Not yet.
I--I got in late last night.

Well, the girls will be up
any minute.

They can't eat all
these pancakes by themselves.

What do you think?

Let's see.

Oh, my God.
Good, right?

They're amazing.
And they're still warm.

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