Spy/Master (2023–…): Season 1, Episode 4 - Episode #1.4 - full transcript
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
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