BELGRADE YUGOSLAVIA
Hello!
I'm Kleo Straub. I'd like to talk to Rade if he's at home.
He was a colleague of my grandpa's.
Come on in.
Thanks.
Rade.
Kleo! How long has it been?
Very long, Rade. How are you?
So how is Otto?
Otto's gone. In May.
The collapse of the GDR was too much for him.
Yes.
Oh, Kleo. You have to be strong in these times.
And this is just the beginning.
Vesna, bring us a bottle of Slivovitz and two glasses.
You must be incredibly hungry.
Those were wonderful vacations back then.
I can hardly remember them.
Well, you were just a little girl, but you always had us on our toes.
Once we took our eyes off you, you were gone.
Exploring things, weren't you?
I always used to sing to you in the evening.
♪ Time to sleep, my beautiful child ♪
♪ Bed for you ♪
♪ As the moon peeks silently ♪
♪ Into your cradle… ♪
They were lovely times.
Tell me about my father.
Your father?
There's nothing for me to say Your father was a traitor.
- That's everything. But don't mind that. - What do you mean, traitor?
He let himself be seduced by the West.
And tried to get away.
He knew there was a shoot-to-kill order.
He left you behind and gets no pity.
I was told by my mother he was in a car crash.
She maybe didn't want you to be aware of what really happened.
No.
Something's not right.
The cevapcici are ready.
Thank you, Vesna.
Rade, I need your help.
I can't tell you any more about your father.
I have to find one of our men.
He was our man at the US consulate in West Berlin.
There was an incident and he fled here.
The comrade operates under the code name "The Bear".
If this "Bear" is here, then he's definitely not here officially.
I need the address of the safe house Moni.
Your ministry's been dissolved.
I have to find him, Rade.
I need you to help me in any way you can.
I can give you the address of the former safe house.
Kleo, I don't know what you're up to,
or why you're even here.
But think very carefully about whether it's all worth it.
Thanks, Rade.
Mmm.
Don't you have any American ones?
Ray-Ban or something like that?
Like Tom Cruise wears.
In Top Gun.
American?
Yes.
It makes the enemy trust you.
Mm-hmm.
Ah.
Yes.
It's me. Rade.
Kleo's just turned up at my place.
Nikolai…
Fine.
If that's how she wants it…
Now listen,
you'll do exactly as I tell you.
Is that clear?
Thank you.
HOTEL
RECEPTION DESK
- Hello. - Welcome.
I need for at least the next two nights a room.
- "Kleo Jennifer Straub"? - Yeah.
You've already got one reserved.
Ah?
Hello.
Wasn't that a great entrance?
Where have you been? You took your time.
I asked my favourite comrade Reisser,
and he told me this is the hotel where the Firm's people stay,
and because you weren't here yet, I just booked us two adjoining rooms
because if we have something to tell each other,
you can just come on through,
and if not, you can just close the door again.
Do you want to start things off by telling me where the Moni safe house is?
Right, okay.
The situation is this.
Either you find out something and I figure it out later,
or I find out something and you figure it out later.
So why don't we save ourselves all this fucking effort
and just work together again?
Okay.
Obviously, you're a bit annoyed with me
because I was just much smarter than you thought.
And your behaviour is a bit childish, if you ask me.
It's nine o'clock. Are you really about to go to bed?
I thought maybe we could go to the bar downstairs, but I…
All right, we won't go to the bar.
But I'll see you tomorrow at breakfast at eight.
"Yes, okay, Sven. Eight sounds great."
Good night, Kleo.
"Good night, Sven!" When we talk it's so great.
"You're looking really good."
DISCO DISKOVIĆ
- Hi. Sir, uh… Vodka Martini, please. - Yes, sir.
Vodka Martini.
Um… Excuse me?
Is it okay if I sit here?
Mm-hmm.
Hi.
My name is Petzold. Sven Petzold.
From West Berlin.
- Hi. - From Germany.
Oh.
Um, what are you reading?
"Ho Chi Minh" in German!
Yay!
Then we can talk to each other in German. Um…
Shall I order us both a schnapps first to break the ice?
I don't drink schnapps.
But thanks.
Okay. Um… Oh…
Fucked that.
Come over here.
So what are we doing here?
Hey, Brigitte. Wake up.
You're letting the capitalists pull the wool over your eyes.
This is our life here?
In these two rooms without any prospect of building something
because we're seen as anti-socialist elements?
We'll build something. I promise you.
But we'll do it here and not in the West.
Father.
Father, why did you run away?
Kleo, darling.
What are you talking about?
I would never abandon you here.
Never, Kleo.
What you told me about my father isn't true, Rade.
He would never have left us.
Why would you tell me such a thing?
What happened to him?
- Come and see me this afternoon. - Tell me, Rade!
Kleo, please. Not on the telephone.
Damn!
Is this taken?
Why are you eating Hawaiian toast for breakfast?
Hmm?
- Why Hawaiian toast? - Yeah, I was wondering that.
It's a Carlsbad slice.
Oh yeah, that's right. I forgot that you have your own funny names for everything.
So you're here now to discuss my eating habits?
Nope, I'm just here to eat my…
"Stalin sandwich" in peace.
Okay.
Have you thought any more about what we spoke of yesterday?
We didn't speak.
You spoke.
You gave Honecker the suitcase without discussing it with me.
I then didn't discuss it with you and cooperated with the BND.
We were both selfish.
We both screwed up because we didn't act like partners.
Let's now just make each other find a way out of this shitty situation
together as partners.
Please.
I'm not going to stop you following me or whatever.
Make whatever you want of that.
But if you think I'm gonna save your arse,
you can forget it.
Well, that's a start.
- Who was that? - No idea. I met her in the bar last night.
Oh my God, what's this? I was alone in a bar.
I was bored. I chatted up a woman.
So what's the problem?
Okay, um…
What's going on here with you and Holger?
- Holger? - Yeah.
Holger. What is it with Holger?
I'm gonna get a bap.
Goddamn it!
Hey!
Oh, man!
Sir! Uh, can I…?
I need… need a taxi, please.
Titolino.
- Don't shoot! - Sven! How come you're here?
You said you wouldn't stop me following you,
so I thought I'd follow you, okay?
- What's this? - Used to be the Moni safe house.
- Oh yeah, why "used to be"? - Because the Firm stopped paying.
Hey.
Is there no one at home?
Is your dad here at all?
Now!
Sven, get down!
Is it a graze?
Now go. Go!
We'll take the stairs.
Come on. Come on, this way.
Ah! Fuck! Fuck!
There! Take cover!
Down! Down!
Just stay here.
You lied to me.
First you tell me lies about my father, then you try to have me killed. How come?
Rade?
- It was a great night. - Bye.
- Buy yourselves something to eat, okay? - Thank you.
Thilo, this is so unbelievably great.
We're gonna be rich.
You reckon?
I'm thinking about our karma.
Oh, yeah.
Cash is, like, terrible for karma.
It's true.
Hey!
Wow.
You're so beautiful!
Heavenly.
- Really. - You guys are so sweet.
It's so beautiful outside. Sunshine is like light for the soul.
Are you coming outside?
Can you say that again?
Huh, what? What did you say?
Well, what you just said, you know, yeah?
But direct into my heart.
Light for the soul.
That's it!
That's the operation?
Yeah. Exactly.
This is getting a bit too weird for me. I mean, for my thought process.
What exactly is your mission?
Techno.
It must go outside into the sunlight.
For people's souls.
Out from the moon and into the sun.
Thilo, what a brilliant idea!
And that way we can deal with the karma problem.
Ooh.
Didn't you say you weren't going to save my ass any more?
Hey, where did you learn to do such a mediocre job?
- Mediocre? - Yeah.
I passed with an excellent grade the special task force paramedics course.
Oh, wow.
- Thanks. - Better not shower for a while.
If you don't care that I stink.
If the woman at the bar doesn't care if you stink?
- Are you jealous? - No.
Why should I be jealous of a traitor?
Can we stop all this traitor shit, please? It's irritating me.
Shall we talk?
Okay.
The CIA, they came to see me again. They wanted me to shadow you again.
They offered me a great deal of money which I really want, and an official post,
which I would have accepted immediately in normal circumstances.
And so I said no again.
I'm really not a traitor, okay?
The CIA came to see you again and you haven't told me?
Yes, okay. That's why I'm telling you now.
- You didn't want to talk to me, yeah? - Yeah. I should have kept it so.
Kleo, I haven't done anything. Kleo.
Hey, just imagine.
Here's a truck with large speakers on it
and DJs.
And then they'll take techno through the town.
Through all the streets.
And all will dance and love each other.
This is my destiny, Ciana, I know!
Yeah, absolutely.
Mmm.
I'm just thinking though.
You probably need a permit for that, right?
If we don't get it, then we're gonna do it anyway.
For sure, we're gonna do it anyway. That is our mission.
Yeah! Or if the permit's denied, then maybe Kleo can help with that.
I imagine she must know people in the government and stuff.
So when is she returning?
I don't know.
Didn't she say anything?
No. She comes just when she wants to come.
What is it she does?
I've no idea.
Something to do with her mission.
We both have our missions, you know?
So that's why we trust each other.
Three people with a mission in one house.
Me, you, and Kleo.
It's fate.
Hello, it's Thilo here.
Thilo? It's Kleo.
Kleo. Hey, do you know what Dopi, Ciana and I are going to do?
Thilo, I don't have much time, listen.
We have to be on our guard.
- Why, sorry? - The CIA is after me.
It's possible they'll try to persuade
friends of mine to tell them things about me. Do you understand?
Wow. Yeah, sure.
Ciana, for example.
Why did she suddenly turn up at our place?
Well, well, because I brought her back.
But is that a coincidence?
And do they exist, Thilo?
Just be careful, okay?
- I'll call you back. Bye.
Hmm. See ya.
Well?
What did she say?
Hmm? She just wanted to say hi.
Campari-Orange.
Thank you.
Did you know that before he became a revolutionary,
Ho Chi Minh worked as a kitchen assistant in a grand hotel in London?
True story.
- You know your stuff. - Yeah.
I've always been interested in Southeast Asian history.
Why's that?
I'm attracted to the people, the food, everything.
And if you're ever in West Berlin,
I know where's the best pho bo in the city.
It's "pho bo".
- "Pho bo"? - Mm-hmm.
I've learnt something new, wow!
- I'm Sven. - You already told me.
- Oh. - Kimberly.
Hey, Kimberly.
- Excuse me. - Hmm. What did you do to your arm, Sven?
That? It's nothing.
- Hmm. - Okay, it was a dog.
- Oh. - Yeah, some kind of stray.
Uh… Attacked a woman and her baby.
- I just stepped in and killed it. - A real hero.
Yeah. Finally, someone recognizes me for what I am.
What are you doing in Belgrade, Sven?
Business trip.
With my colleague you saw at breakfast.
- Hmm. - Uh…
- We're exploring new markets in the East. - Hmm.
What about you, Kimberly?
- Do you want to dance, Sven? - I'm sorry?
I want to dance.
The next song is for the lovers in this room.
Okay.
♪ When someone ♪
♪ Desires… ♪
DEAREST KLEO, THESE ARE OUR SONGS
♪ …someone else ♪
♪ When someone ♪
♪ Doesn't protect ♪
♪ Someone else ♪
♪ When someone ♪
♪ Understands someone else without speaking a word ♪
♪ When their bodies meet ♪
♪ When they seduce each other tenderly ♪
♪ Find themselves While getting lost in each other ♪
♪ Then they belong together tonight… ♪
Hello, Holger.
Kleo? Thank God! Is everything okay?
I'll ask you about something and I need you to answer it "yes" or "no", okay?
♪ Then they belong Together tonight ♪
Did the CIA get you to shadow me?
What?
Yes or no?
No. Why would I work for the CIA?
♪ Then they belong Together tonight… ♪
Maybe you'd be better asking the guy in my apartment yesterday
- threatening me with a gun. - What guy?
Well, some moron with bad teeth and an old Lada.
He wanted to know where you were.
Can you please explain to me what's going on?
Can I trust you?
Kleo, do you think I would've spent all these years…
Of course you can trust me.
And I'd like to trust you.
You can.
That's good.
Listen.
♪ When someone ♪
♪ Can't let someone else go… ♪
I miss you, Kleo.
♪ When what once was No longer matters ♪
♪ Pain keeps on torturing them ♪
♪ When someone is not there… ♪
Fuck off, you cunt!
Huh.
- Uwe! - The cunt took off.
What?
Kleo took off for Belgrade. Shall I go after her?
If Kleo is in Belgrade, they'll take care of her there.
Who'll take care of her? The Yugos, or what?
It's more important than tonight's meeting with comrades.
Nothing is more important than the meeting with the comrades.
Moscow contacted me.
The winds are changing, Uwe.
What winds?
There was a coup at KGB HQ in Moscow.
Comrade Zhukov has taken over.
Oh, yeah?
Zhukov will make sure Gorbachev's counter-revolutionary measures
are withdrawn.
They will return to the tried and tested old communist structures
and reverse this aberration of pandering to the West.
- That sounds great. - Hmm.
And what's that got to do with us and the meeting with the comrades?
- Uwe, my dear. - Yeah?
Zhukov contacted me yesterday.
He needs me, and I need you.
Oh, yeah?
Does Operation Ludsch mean anything?
Ludsch?
Comrade Rossbach?
My former instructor at the "Else" project?
Him indeed.
He'll be in charge of the operation.
Good health.
Ugh!
CIA.
C… I… A.
CIA.
Secret Service.
CIA. CIA.
C. ABC.
C, third letter.
I, ninth letter.
A, first letter.
One plus three plus nine.
13.
Sum of the digits. Four. Four.
One, two, three,
four.
"Quattuor". Four.
Saxum Block. Quattuor. Four blocks.
Eastern bloc.
Secret Service. Eastern bloc, Southern bloc, Western bloc, North…
North…
America.
C… I… A…
North America.
Fuck.
Thilo, what are you doing?
Tell me, do you write your name with a C or a K?
- What's that? - Well…
With a C or a K?
With a C. Why?
Fuck!
Why am I only hearing about this now?
You should've reported it immediately.
Of course, we could have had people in Belgrade
who could've taken care of her.
- I'm sorry. - Being sorry isn't an option.
We have a deal.
You report to us, and the police will forget about your past drug issues.
Remember that.
- About this dance parade… - Has nothing to do with my mission.
- I should have taken care of Kleo. - No, no.
You make every effort that this parade still goes ahead.
I'm sorry?
If young people just dance and take drugs,
they won't be a political obstacle
to us creating the new world order after the Cold War. Hmm?
And now pray
that Kleo returns alive to this country.
I've got the suitcase.
- What? - I've found the suitcase!
- Where did you get it? - Um, uh… From the suspect's room.
Don't look at me like that. I'm doing everything necessary
for our mission, okay?
I see that.
Hey, wait, wait, wait.
This here.
We found this suitcase together.
But, in this case, me more than you, but you know…
This time we'll both decide what happens to it. Do you agree?
- Yeah. - Good.
Oh, wonderful!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Fantastic.
Really good investigating, Sven!
But, Kleo, this is the suitcase.
I mean, look at it. This is the suitcase. One hundred percent.
Just smell it! This is…
There's something suspicious about her.
From the very start, I've thought something…
something's not right about this Kimberly. Wa…
Wait.
Oh, fuck!
Kim-"bear"-ly. O.O.S.A Bear.
Kimberly is Agent Bear.
This shit is insane, Kleo! Oh, man!
I locked her in the hotel room.
Huh?
Hey, but our deal still stands. No more dead bodies unless…
unless it's necessary, yeah?
Kleo, you have to promise me, right?
I can't take more than one gunfight a week. I can't. I can't take it any more.
What? If you're right, she has got more skeletons than the two of us combined,
and if you're not, then nothing will happen.
All the same, can we talk about it?
Where are the files?
Which ones?
- The Reagan-Honecker Pact. - I've never heard of it.
Sven, what's going on?
Kimberly, I'm not the man you thought I was.
Comrade Agent Bear, the files, where are they?
- Oh. - Shit.
- Sven, get the gun. - Okay.
Uh…
Yah!
Okay, that's enough! Stop! Both of you!
Stop!
Hey. Now is not the time, but I was right.
Hey, hey. You can't go down there.
- You go that way, I'll go this way. - What?
Kimberly?
I want to talk.
Maybe we want the same thing.
- Where is the pact? - I don't know what you mean.
Where is the fucking pact?
I don't know where the pact is.
Kleo!
- Grab her, I'm on my way! Ah! - Come on.
Ah! Pull her up!
Where the fuck are the documents?
We can sort all that out later. Pull her up!
Tell me where the documents are, then I'll pull you up!
Stop fucking around.
You fucking traitor!
What?
Three.
Two.
- One! - No!
Pull her up!
No. No, no, no, no, no.
- Oh. - They have them.
The comrades in Berlin.
Pull!
What comrades?
The Ludsch comrades.
- What does that mean? - Ludsch means "beam" in Russian, okay?
It's the plan for an operation drawn up by the Stasi and the KGB.
Its aim is to establish a Soviet Republic of Germany.
The plan is to join
the Federal Republic and GDR to become a part of the Soviet Union.
Where are the documents?
I left them at a dead drop at Ernst-Thälmann-Platz.
That's all I know.
In Berlin?
Yes, in Berlin.
That's all you needed to know.
One other thing.
Who's behind Ludsch?
Good question.
But you know far too much, I fear.
No!
Fuck.
- What have you done? - I did?
Yeah, you!
She was the one who just ran at me, wasn't she?
You were much stronger than she was. You could've done something else.
Ah, yeah? What's that?
Like throw her the other way, for example.
You're just saying that because she had you wrapped around her little finger.
What the hell is wrong with you?
You just murdered someone. Do you have any notion of that?
Kleo, what's the matter? Hmm?
You're not some stupid attack dog who can't help it.
You're a human being.
Try acting like it.
Please.
Okay.
Team?
Cool.