Welcome to America.
Empty your pockets, please, sir.
-Where have we got him? -The east wing, Sir.
-Great. -Stand here, please.
They're putting him up on secured eastern wing.
It ain't fancy, but it's the best we got.
-Want me to stick around? -No, no need to. Get yourself home.
Okay, I'll head home.
Where the hell is it?
-Is everything okay, sir? -I'm missing a photo.
-What's going on? -Ileana's photo, it's gone.
Don't worry, we'll find it.
It's not the Hilton, but at least it's American soil.
Last time I had the photo, it was in the jacket.
I'm afraid that ended up in the Rhine.
Can you ask the police? If they have the jacket, they have the photo.
Even if they have it, it's been in the water.
It might be ruined.
Oh, hey.
Hey, Fluff. How are you?
How are you?
You hungry?
Let's take a look at you.
There we are.
You smell different. What is that?
You want some food? Come on.
This just in, we have no official confirmation
from the German police yet,
but sources are telling us Victor Godeanu was seen alive
and in the presence of American officials.
-They're just in time. -That's great, sir.
-This is Frank. - Where is he?
-Hello, Scott. In the secure wing. -He better make himself comfortable.
Because Carter won't sign off on an extraction.
-What? Why? -"Why?"
Instead of brokering peace in the Middle East,
he's having to shut down rumors about a defector.
That's why he's really pissed.
You're on thin ice, Frank.
What, now he's suddenly a defector?
We believe he is with the Americans, in a secret location.
First, you say he's a KGB agent, now he's defected to the CIA?
It makes sense if he's a double agent.
Bastard!
Send an urgent extradition request to the German chancellor.
-Their Home Affairs too. -We'll use unofficial channels too.
Tell them Godeanu is a bloody murderer. Use all we have.
Ruin him, slander him! Compromise him!
Or even better, leave for Germany now.
Find him and kill him. Pay an assassin a million dollars.
-Whatever it takes! -Move!
We have to interrogate every bastard who worked for Victor.
The Security's on it already.
We have to make them all suffer.
His family most of all! Don't you see it?
-Are you sure it's here? -Yes.
Dad wouldn't send us just anywhere.
Hello, Dr. Urdea. My name is Ileana Godeanu.
My father talked to you about a small intervention.
What intervention?
He told you I'd come with a friend for...
For what? Not an abortion, I hope. That is illegal.
-Ileana, let's go. -Wait. I can talk to my dad.
He ran off to the Americans. I doubt you can talk to him.
-Not true. -Unless you're following him.
-It's not true. -Ileana, let's go!
Listen to your friend.
What do I do now? My dad will kill me!
-We'll find a way. -I'll have to do it myself.
-No, you could die. -I'll find a way.
What way, Ileana?
If your dad's with the Americans, you're finished too!
-Adela? What are you doing here? -Hi, Daniel.
Missed me?
-Do you have a minute? -Sure.
I want to return to acting. I wanted to tell you first.
A little birdie told me you're doing Shakespeare, my first love.
Yes, dear, in theory.
But it's impossible in the current situation.
Hello, Comrade Godeanu.
Please follow me.
Right now? I was having a conversation.
Your husband defected to the CIA.
It's a joke, right?
What?
That can't be. Victor wouldn't--
Comrade Elena Ceaușescu wants to see you.
Now.
Tell us. Why are you here?
Don't know where to start.
If you believed in God,
I'd say treat it like a confession, but you don't.
So go with the truth.
I am the advisor to President Nicolae Ceaușescu.
Acting Deputy Chief of Foreign Intelligence and State Secretary
for Romania's Ministry of the Interior.
You guys over there just rake in the titles, don't you?
Mr. Simpson, we need you in room 122.
Sorry, he's an acquired taste.
Please, go ahead.
I was in charge with setting up hundreds of espionage operations
in the West and the Middle East.
I sent over 500 undercover agents abroad. Engineers, teachers, doctors,
art instructors, religious servants, you name it.
For all kinds of operations,
especially to acquire military and technology secrets from the West.
I used to run a secret department
in charge of stealing invention patents from the West.
I'll be damned. That will fill an entire chapter.
We'll get into more details later.
For now, tell me about the Soviet intelligence machinery you used.
We cultivated an array of false narratives, dupes,
to plant seeds of mistrust in the Americans' minds
about involvement in the Vietnam War and other foreign operations.
With the disinformation apparatus, we managed to trick your President
into believing that Ceaușescu is a trustworthy ally.
He's not. He's a cruel dictator and a murderer.
Hello, Elena. Comrade Academician.
You can go, Mircea.
Tell me all you know.
I don't know anything.
Your man ran to the CIA and you don't know anything?
I found out just before I came here.
I'm as shocked as you are. Angry too.
I can't believe he did this.
-He betrayed us all. You had to know! -I didn't know.
Elena, Comrade Academician.
Our marriage had long been...
-We've had problems, we barely spoke. -So what?
What wife doesn't know what her husband is doing?
What if he slept with some CIA broad? You'd have to be a complete idiot.
-Victor never discussed work. -You're lying!
You had him wrapped around your finger.
You're an actress.
Former actress.
Comrade Academician. These last few years,
all I asked was for him to care about our marriage.
And if he betrayed his country, he should die. It's what he deserves.
We need to go into more specifics.
Not before you guarantee me one thing.
I want my daughter out.
You know Ceaușescu will not just let her go.
We need a black op team to take her out, and that is...
not my call to make.
You got me here by playing the game your rules.
I'm sure you'll find a way to make this happen.
I had several agents' files on my desk.
Yours impressed me the most.
You broke the rules, almost got kicked out,
yet here you are.
In Romania, we call it "balls."
-To having balls. -To having balls.
Mum?
Ileana, Comrade Ioan Albescu, from the Party.
Your father...
Your father, he left us. He's in America now.
-Defected to the CIA. -No, Dad would never do that.
I wish it wasn't true, but it is.
I'm sorry, but your father is a traitor.
Camp David is hanging by a thread.
There is a perceived general lack of flexibility on both sides,
as Begin won't entertain the idea of closing down settlements
and Sadat wants a complete withdrawal.
Sources tell us, President Carter himself
is running out of tricks and patience.
The issue of the Israeli settlements might sink the peace talks after all.
A minute, my dear.
Wait, you're working with him?
It's just a small business.
Since when is my brother a businessman?
Don't be disrespectful, Safiya.
You know he's been so kind to us.
Thank you.
The Secret Police is here! Sorin, is this about you?
I have to hang up, they want to search your office.
I want a secure line to Romania.
They called me back to Bucharest.
My wife is very worried.
It's our fault, we should have watched for signs.
-Will they arrest me? -We're innocent.
We didn't break any protocol.
There are gaps in my reports.
For more than 30 minutes,
I didn't know where comrade Godeanu was.
If you weren't vigilant, it's your fault.
Put me through to Mircea Voinea in Counterintelligence.
-I contacted all agents in the area. -I'll be there tomorrow.
-Our orders? -We take him out.
We'll need all the details we can get. Make a plan.
I don't have all we need to avoid drawing attention.
Don't worry, I got some things moving.
Why the Netherlands? We have our jobs, this is home.
We can make a new home there.
We'll have a better life. Have faith, Safiya.
Don't touch that! It's Jabare's.
-Let's go. -All right.
Calm down.
What is this? Why is Jabare armed?
-For protection, don't worry. -Be careful!
-I have to go. -Where to?
Don't let Jabare drag you into his mess!
Don't say that! He's your own blood.
Hey.
Baby steps towards the American dream.
You know, as a kid, I wanted to be as good as Wilt Chamberlain.
Who's that?
One of the greatest basketball players ever.
Who did you want to be?
My dreams were much simpler, almost basic.
-Like what? -Like having the nicest shoes,
traveling to Paris, to London, eating good candy.
-They used to call me Candy Boy? -Really? Never would have guessed.
No one would.
It was because of my father, he used to work in a candy factory.
And we had lots of candy.
And I shared those candies. With all my friends all the time.
When my father found out,
he told me if anyone knew about it, he'd go to jail.
I had no idea he was exchanging the stolen candies
for food or other goods.
Then he gave me my first lesson on how to work around the system.
He said "If you wanna make it,
you have to understand the people's needs.
If you can't meet them, find someone who can."
Quite a smart man, your father.
I was 10 years old when I learned how to lie.
First, to protect my father, then to survive.
A few days ago, Ceaușescu asked me to kill someone.
Just to test my loyalty.
In that moment, I was done with Communism.
I wanted out. To America. I wanted to be free.
Ceaușescu would say anything to get Godeanu back.
We don't even know if any of the accusations are true.
Do we know if he's still in Germany or in the US already?
The Americans are keeping mum.
If he's in their military base,
it's German territory, our jurisdiction.
If he's in their embassy, I'll ask Simpson, he owes me one.
We must know if he's talking and what names he's disclosed.
Excuse me. Should I join you?
No.
She's recently been questioned regarding Godeanu.
-Do you have reason to suspect her? -No.
But maybe we should reconsider.
When did you meet Ingrid?
-A few years ago, at a bar. -We need you to be more specific.
We bumped into each other. I was boozed, she was pretty.
Makes sense. Did you try to recruit her?
No.
Why not?
It might surprise you, but we don't always try to recruit a pretty woman.
Sometimes, like James Bond, we just want to sleep with her.
Did it become a romantic relationship?
-Let's say we had a thing. -A "thing?"
And how long did this "thing" last?
A few months, maybe a year.
Did you ask her to help you with any of your missions?
Her profile didn't qualify her for more.
-She's not made for this job. -Why not?
She's too...
She is too emotional.
-Hey there, Lois. -Hi, Frank. He's in a meeting.
We'll see what we can do.
This way, please.
-What did BND want? -He just wanted a word with Godeanu.
-Why wasn't I consulted about it? -Because you weren't here.
They can't question my guy without me.
He's not your guy, Frank. He's the CIA's guy.
He knows about the Stasi informant. Ms. von Weizendorff.
-Get John to check her up. -Eddie is already on it.
Good.
Our source says Ceaușescu wants to reach out to Carter.
Carter won't answer my calls, fucking imperialist!
That idiot farmer!
We have to discredit Victor everywhere,
make the Americans drop him.
I can't do that now!
They'll think I was an idiot for trusting him all these years!
Nicu, look at me. You're the victim.
Make them all see this monster coerced you.
Right. I know what I'll do.
-I have some information for you. -Who are you?
I work for the Romanian government.
It's about Victor Godeanu, can we talk?
Okay.
Have you not asked yourself, why did he defect now?
Why not earlier?
Godeanu was in France with his daughter a few months ago,
why didn't he do it back then?
He could have taken his daughter with him.
This is Godeanu's warehouse.
He ran a smuggling ring
that would have made the Mafia jealous.
To me, this is just a room full of stuff.
-How do I know it's his warehouse? -Allow me.
His wife.
So what? Communism is a corrupt system,
everybody knows that.
This is Lari Bogdan.
Godeanu's former agent who ran his smuggling ring.
Godeanu had him killed the moment Lari got caught.
Look, I appreciate the effort, but I know this game too well.
Divide and conquer. You discredit him so nobody believes what he says.
All right then.
Ask Victor about this man.
His ex-partner and his friend. Victor killed him personally.
-Just ask him, see how he reacts. -Guys, we know how your system works.
I think this is all fictional.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to do.
I bet he told you the Candy Boy story.
Let me guess, he gave you the version with his father, didn't he?
His father never worked in a candy factory.
His mother did.
But Victor likes to change the characters
depending on the audience.
You don't have to believe me, I know I have a vested interest here.
But if I were you, I'd think about it for a second.
What kind of man would leave his family behind?
What's going on? I need to know.
Nothing's going on, just a business opportunity.
-You're no businessman. -It's important. You should trust us.
I trust Omar, not you.
He's simple, you're smart. You manipulate him.
Don't blame me. He can look after himself.
Look, I know you're my brother, and I do love you.
But I'm scared.
You disappear for months at a time, now you suddenly show up.
-I don't want trouble. -Trouble?
I wasn't trouble when Omar and you needed me!
-I helped you-- -You always want something in return!
-If you mean our parents. -Leave my family alone!
-I am your family! -You are my worst nightmare!
Safiya, I thought you took the day off.
I have to talk to you.
What happened to your cheek?
Come in.
Have a seat.
What happened, did someone hit you?
Talk to me.
I can't.
Talk to me.
You can tell me anything.
My husband Omar and my brother, they're plotting something.
They have weapons!
I'm afraid someone's going to die.
Why have you come to me?
-Who sent you? -No one.
Who do you work for? Who sent you, Safiya?
No one!
Hey.
You are my only friend here.
I need help.
Please.
Frank. Here it is. Cheapest one I could find.
Well, I guess he must have pissed you off?
Okay, well, I'm around if you need anything--
Comrade Ceaușescu's sicced the Secret Police
on Godeanu's family.
Cleaning up everything.
I have good news too. Listen to this.
Well, I guess he must have pissed you off.
Our chat with Jackson paid off. There's trouble in paradise.
This is our shot. Get your people.
You don't like it?
I like it.
Do you mind?
Do you love your daughter?
-I don't understand the question. -It's a simple question.
Of course, I do, you know that. Above everything.
Yeah.
How does a father who loves his daughter above everything
leave her behind like that?
Knowing what will most likely happen to her? How?
It was my only chance.
-I had to take it. -See, I don't get it.
You were in France a few months ago with Ileana.
You could have left then, but you didn't.
Why?
Why now?
I got a present today.
Lots of fun photos.
You know, Victor, the reason you came to us fucking matters.
Your motivation is crucial, you know that.
-They're trying to manipulate you. -We'll see who is manipulating who.
Tell me. Did you abandon your only child
just to save your crook ass?
-I'd never do that. -But you did!
The fucking cat got your tongue? Now is your chance, Victor!
Tell the truth.
I'm being investigated for a dozen bottles of whisky and electronics.
I was planning to reveal that in Washington--
I don't give a shit how much whisky and fucking toasters you had
in your goddamn basement. I trusted you and you lied to me!
You looked me straight in the eye and you told me some bullshit
on truth and fatherhood.
Who are you, Victor?
I hear he was your partner.
So it's true. You killed him.
-Yes. I tried to tell you-- -That you blew his brain out?
-I'd remember. -You have to understand.
No, you have to understand!
By hiding this from me, you risked both your defection and my career.
Why? I'm not worse than any of the guys you worked
in the name of the greater good, and you know!
You don't get it!
It's not about murder, it's about trust, Victor!
We trust you, you're in. We don't, you're out.
I thought you were smarter than this.
I was the only friend you had.
I told you! They're here for us. Stay here.
-Ileana Godeanu? Come with us. -Let go! Mum!
-No! Mom! -No, no, no! No!
No, no! No!
Hello?
Is that you?
-Are you okay? - No. No, I'm not okay.
This Carmen came to my place
showed me a picture of you and Shakarov.
My cleaning lady's telling me about an attack,
-this can't be a coincidence. -Slow down, what attack?
I don't know what's going on, but something big is happening,
and I'm in the middle of it and I don't know who to trust.
You can trust me.
That photo was doctored. Carmen's out to get me.
You can't believe a word she says.
Ingrid, I can't have any trouble in Bonn right now.
Tell me about the attack.
I can help you once I'm out, I can get you somewhere safe.
- I can help you hide. -Hide, like you? No, thank you.
-Ingrid, tell me what you know. -I only have a name.
Omar Fahim. He and Safiya's brother, they're up to something.
Take that to your American friends. And don't call me again.
No, Ingrid, wait. I know that name.
You're right. None of this is a coincidence.
The BND know that you're a Stasi.
-What? -You have to run. Run now!
Translated by: Francesca Villa Iyuno