Kleo (2022) s02e03 Episode Script

1
[waltz playing]
[music gets orchestral]
[theme music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
["Dani Ča I' Nima" by Maruška Kalogjera
& Zabavni Orkestar playing]
BELGRADE
YUGOSLAVIA
[bell ringing]
[song continues]
[song continues in the background]
[Kleo] 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.
[song fades]
[man chuckling softly]
Rade.
- [Rade inhales deeply]
- [indistinct chatter over the television]
[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.
[chuckles] Yes.
Oh, Kleo.
You have to be strong in these times.
And this is just the beginning.
[chuckles]
Vesna, bring us a bottle
of Slivovitz and two glasses.
- You must be incredibly hungry.
- [Kleo chuckles]
[Rade] Those were
wonderful vacations back then.
[Kleo] I can hardly remember them.
[Rade] 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. [chuckles]
Exploring things, weren't you?
I always used to sing to you
in the evening.
Time to sleep, my beautiful child ♪
[Kleo and Rade] Bed for you ♪
Bed for you ♪
- [melodic music playing]
- [Rade] As the moon peeks silently ♪
- Into your cradle ♪
- [music continues]
[laughs] They were lovely times.
Tell me about my father.
[Rade] Your father?
There's nothing for me to say
Your father was a traitor.
- That's everything. But don't mind that.
- [Kleo] 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.
[music fades]
[Rade] Thank you, Vesna.
Rade, I need your help.
I can't tell you any more
about your father.
[Kleo] 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".
[dramatic music playing]
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.
[dramatic music intensifies]
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.
[note rustles]
Thanks, Rade.
[music stops]
["Notchenka"
by Fedor Ivanovich Chaliapin playing]
[Nikolai sighs]
Mmm.
[inhales sharply]
Don't you have any American ones?
Ray-Ban or something like that?
[exhales and murmurs]
Like Tom Cruise wears.
In Top Gun. [imitates gunshot]
[man] American?
Yes.
It makes the enemy trust you.
[man] Mm-hmm.
[telephone ringing]
[Nikolai] Ah.
[song continues]
Yes.
[on phone] It's me. Rade.
Kleo's just turned up at my place.
[suspenseful music playing]
Nikolai
[Nikolai sighs]
Fine.
If that's how she wants it
Now listen,
you'll do exactly as I tell you.
Is that clear?
[suspenseful music continues]
[Kleo] Thank you.
[indistinct chatter in the background]
HOTEL
[waltz playing]
RECEPTION DESK
- [Kleo] Hello.
- Welcome.
I need for at least
the next two nights a room.
- [receptionist] "Kleo Jennifer Straub"?
- Yeah.
You've already got one reserved.
Ah?
[music continues]
[door unlocks]
[tense music playing]
- [dramatic sting]
- Hello.
[laughs] 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.
[inhales deeply]
Do you want to start things off by
telling me where the Moni safe house is?
[bag unzipping]
Right, okay.
[sighs]
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?
[exhales deeply]
[tap running]
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. [exhales]
But I'll see you tomorrow
at breakfast at eight.
[in high-pitch voice]
"Yes, okay, Sven. Eight sounds great."
[normal voice] Good night, Kleo.
"Good night, Sven!"
When we talk it's so great.
"You're looking really good."
["Bitanga I Princeza"
by Bijelo Dugme playing]
[indistinct chatter]
DISCO
DISKOVIĆ
- Hi. Sir, uh Vodka Martini, please.
- Yes, sir.
Vodka Martini.
Um Excuse me?
Is it okay if I sit here?
[Kimberly] Mm-hmm.
[song continues]
Hi.
My name is Petzold. Sven Petzold.
From West Berlin. [chuckles]
- Hi.
- [Sven] 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. [sighs]
- [song ends]
[dramatic music playing]
[music gets mysterious]
[Brigitte] Come over here.
So what are we doing here?
[dad] Hey, Brigitte. Wake up.
You're letting the capitalists pull
the wool over your eyes.
[Brigitte] This is our life here?
In these two rooms without any prospect
of building something
because we're seen
as anti-socialist elements?
[dad] We'll build something.
I promise you.
But we'll do it here and not in the West.
[gun fires]
[tense mysterious music playing]
[echoing] Father.
Father, why did you run away?
Kleo, darling.
What are you talking about?
I would never abandon you here.
[music continues]
Never, Kleo.
- [music stops abruptly]
- [Kleo gasps and breathes deeply]
[fan whirring]
[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?
[object whirring]
- Come and see me this afternoon.
- Tell me, Rade!
[Rade] Kleo, please. Not on the telephone.
- [grunts]
- [phone receiver clatters]
Damn!
["Voli Me Do Sutra" playing]
Is this taken?
Why are you eating
Hawaiian toast for breakfast?
[Kleo] 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. [chuckles]
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.
[song continues]
[chuckles softly]
- 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?
- [Kleo exhales sharply]
- Holger?
- Yeah.
Holger. What is it with Holger?
I'm gonna get a bap.
[Sven clears throat]
[indistinct chatter]
[song continues]
- [cutlery clatters]
- Goddamn it!
Hey!
[tyres squealing]
Oh, man!
Sir! Uh, can I?
I need need a taxi, please.
[pulsing electronic music playing]
[music continues]
[music crescendoes and stops abruptly]
[door creaking]
[animated music playing in the distance]
[door opens]
[animated music continues
over the television]
Titolino.
[birds cawing over the television]
[romantic music playing
over the television]
- [kisses]
- [laughs]
[wind whistling]
- [floorboards creak]
- [clatters]
- [whispering] 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?
[Kleo exhales sharply]
[wind blowing]
- What's this?
- Used to be the Moni safe house.
- Oh yeah, why "used to be"?
- Because the Firm stopped paying.
- [ball bouncing]
- [Sven gasps]
[tense music playing]
[romantic music continues
over the television]
[bird squawks]
Hey.
Is there no one at home?
Is your dad here at all?
[radio static]
[birds continue squawking]
Now!
- Sven, get down!
- [rifle firing]
[Sven yelping]
["Bežim Niz Ulicu"
by Bezobrazno Zeleno playing]
[screaming] Is it a graze?
- [whining]
- [Kleo] Now go. Go!
[yelping]
We'll take the stairs.
Come on. Come on, this way.
[Sven groaning]
[song continues]
- [gun firing]
- [Sven] Ah! Fuck! Fuck!
[Kleo] There! Take cover!
Down! Down!
[Sven groans]
[Kleo grunts]
Just stay here.
[song continues]
[car approaching]
[tyres squealing]
[horn honks]
[Kleo grunts]
[song stops]
[breathing heavily]
[tense music playing]
[aeroplane engine roaring]
[Kleo inhales sharply]
[exhales deeply]
[eerie music playing]
[music intensifies]
[sombre music playing]
[dog barking in the background]
[music continues]
[Kleo breathes deeply]
[sombre music intensifies]
[exhales sharply]
You lied to me.
First you tell me lies about my father,
then you try to have me killed. How come?
Rade?
[respiratory machine hissing]
[dramatic music playing]
[gunfire on television]
[gunfire continues]
[sombre dramatic music continues]
[gasps]
[techno music playing]
[woman cheers]
[indistinct chatter]
- [woman 2] It was a great night.
- Bye.
- Buy yourselves something to eat, okay?
- Thank you.
Thilo, this is so unbelievably great.
[music continues]
We're gonna be rich.
You reckon?
I'm thinking about our karma.
Oh, yeah.
Cash is, like, terrible for karma.
It's true.
[Ciana] Hey! [chuckles]
[Thilo] Wow.
You're so beautiful!
Heavenly.
- [Dopi] 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?
- [strange music playing]
Well, what you just said, you know, yeah?
But direct into my heart.
Light for the soul. [chuckles]
That's it!
That's the operation?
Yeah. Exactly.
[Dopi] 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.
- [techno building]
Thilo, what a brilliant idea!
And that way we can deal
with the karma problem.
Ooh.
[melodic techno playing and stops]
[Sven groans]
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?
- [Sven] 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?
- [Kleo] 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.
- [Kleo clears throat]
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?
- [dramatic music playing]
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.
[music continues]
[sighs]
Kleo, I haven't done anything. Kleo.
[door closes]
[upbeat electronic music playing]
[Thilo echoing] 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.
[Thilo] 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.
- [music stops]
- It's fate.
[phone ringing]
Hello, it's Thilo here.
[on phone] 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.
- [intriguing music playing]
Why did she suddenly turn up at our place?
Well, well, because I brought her back.
[Kleo] But is that a coincidence?
- And do they exist, Thilo?
- [music stops]
Just be careful, okay?
- I'll call you back. Bye.
- [receiver clicks]
Hmm. See ya.
[music continues]
[Ciana] Well?
What did she say?
Hmm? She just wanted to say hi.
["JošUvijek Volim Plave Oči"
by Ivica Šerfezi playing]
[indistinct chatter]
[woman laughs]
[Sven sighs]
[song continues]
[in Serbo-Croatian] Campari-Orange.
[Sven sighs]
[sighs]
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.
[correcting pronunciation] It's "pho bo".
- "Pho bo"?
- Mm-hmm.
I've learnt something new, wow! [chuckles]
- I'm Sven.
- You already told me.
- [Sven] Oh.
- Kimberly.
Hey, Kimberly.
- Excuse me.
- Hmm. What did you do to your arm, Sven?
That? It's nothing. [groans]
- 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.
- [Kimberly] 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.
["Harakiri" by Dubravka Jusić playing]
- [music stops]
- [feedback blares]
[DJ] The next song is
for the lovers in this room.
Okay.
[Kimberly chuckles]
["Adio" by Ljupka Dimitrovska
& Zabavni Orkestar playing]
[song continues]
[song stops abruptly]
[headphones humming]
["Berührung" by Gabi Rückert playing]
[sighs]
[in German] 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 ♪
[Sven moans]
When their bodies meet ♪
When they seduce each other tenderly ♪
Find themselves
While getting lost in each other ♪
Then they belong together tonight ♪
[Kleo in English] Hello, Holger.
[Holger on phone] Kleo? Thank God!
Is everything okay?
I'll ask you about something and I need
you to answer it "yes" or "no", okay?
[in German] Then they belong
Together tonight ♪
[Kleo in English] Did the CIA get you
to shadow me?
[Holger] What?
[Kleo] Yes or no?
[Holger sighs] No.
Why would I work for the CIA?
[Kimberly giggles]
[in German] Then they belong
Together tonight ♪
[Holger] Maybe you'd be better asking
the guy in my apartment yesterday
- threatening me with a gun.
- What guy?
[Holger] 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?
[Holger] 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.
[Holger] That's good.
Listen.
[player clicks]
[in German] When someone ♪
Can't let someone else go ♪
[in English] I miss you, Kleo.
[in German] When what once was
No longer matters ♪
Pain keeps on torturing them ♪
When someone is not there ♪
[thunder rumbling]
[song fades]
[car accelerating]
- [suspenseful music playing]
- [brakes screeching]
[in English] Fuck off, you cunt!
[lady] Huh.
[doorbell ringing]
[music stops abruptly]
- [Margot] 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?
[Margot] 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.
- [chuckles] That sounds great.
- [Margot] Hmm.
And what's that got to do with us
and the meeting with the comrades?
- Uwe, my dear.
- Yeah?
[Margot] Zhukov contacted me yesterday.
He needs me, and I need you.
Oh, yeah?
Does Operation Ludsch mean anything?
- Ludsch?
- [dramatic music playing]
Comrade Rossbach?
My former instructor
at the "Else" project?
Him indeed.
He'll be in charge of the operation.
[inhales deeply] Good health.
[music continues]
- [music gets upbeat and stops]
- Ugh!
[Thilo] CIA.
- C I A.
- [techno music playing]
CIA.
Secret Service.
CIA. CIA.
C. ABC.
C, third letter.
I, ninth letter.
A, first letter.
One plus three plus nine.
Sum of the digits. Four. Four.
One, two, three,
four.
[suspenseful music playing]
"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.
[music fades]
Thilo, what are you doing?
[suspenseful music continues]
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?
[music continues]
[music intensifies]
[music crescendoes and stops]
[birds chirping]
[Sven groaning]
[shower running in the background]
[groaning]
["Noi Vòng Tay Lon" playing]
[whispering] Fuck!
[song ends]
[mysterious electronic music playing]
[knocking]
[music stops]
[Rose] 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?
[suspenseful music playing]
And now pray
that Kleo returns alive to this country.
[knocking]
[door opens]
[music continues]
I've got the suitcase.
[Kleo gasps]
- What?
- [chuckling] I've found the suitcase!
- [Kleo] 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.
- [Kleo exhales]
- This here.
We found this suitcase together.
But, in this case,
me more than you, but you know
[inhales sharply] 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 [gasps]
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.
[chuckles softly]
[vocal electronic music playing]
[door opens]
[Sven] Huh?
Hey, but our deal still stands.
No more dead bodies unless
unless it's necessary, yeah?
Kleo, you have to promise me, right?
[breathing nervously]
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?
[tense music playing]
[key rattling]
[door unlocks]
[music stops]
Where are the files?
[pulsing electronic music playing]
Which ones?
- [Kleo] The Reagan-Honecker Pact.
- [Kimberly] 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?
[Kimberly chuckles]
- [music intensifies]
- [shrill ringing]
- [Sven] Oh.
- Shit.
- Sven, get the gun.
- Okay.
Uh
- [Kimberly] Yah!
- [Kleo groaning]
[music continues]
[music stops abruptly]
Okay, that's enough! Stop! Both of you!
Stop!
- [Kleo groans]
- [action music playing]
Hey. Now is not the time, but I was right.
[all panting]
[man] Hey, hey. You can't go down there.
[pulsing action music playing]
- [music fades]
- [Sven breathing heavily]
- You go that way, I'll go this way.
- What?
[music continues]
Kimberly?
[music crescendoes and stops]
I want to talk.
Maybe we want the same thing.
[wind blowing]
- [tense music playing]
- [both groaning]
[Kimberly chuckles]
[rod swishes]
[stick whooshes]
[tense music playing]
[Kimberly groans]
- Where is the pact?
- [Kimberly] I don't know what you mean.
[Kleo] Where is the fucking pact?
[Kimberly] I don't know where the pact is.
[wind blowing]
Kleo!
- [Kleo groans]
- [Kimberly screaming]
[whimpering]
- [Sven] Grab her, I'm on my way! Ah!
- Come on.
[Kleo and Kimberly struggling]
Ah! Pull her up!
[exhales deeply] Where the fuck
are the documents?
[Sven] 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?
- [tense music continues]
- Three.
- [Kimberly screaming]
Two.
- One!
- [Kimberly] No!
[music intensifies]
Pull her up!
No. No, no, no, no, no.
- [Kleo chuckles] Oh.
- They have them.
The comrades in Berlin.
[action music playing]
- [Sven and Kimberly struggle]
- [Kleo] Pull!
[music stops]
[Kleo grunts]
[Kimberly panting]
What comrades?
[panting]
The Ludsch comrades.
- [Sven] 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.
[action music playing]
[Kleo groaning]
[Sven] No!
[Kimberly screams]
- Fuck.
- [body thuds]
- [Sven] 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?
- [Kleo sighs]
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.
[sighs]
Please.
[sighs]
[wind blowing]
[Kleo] Okay.
["California Dreaming (Ljubi Se Istok
I Zapad)" by Plavi Orkestar playing]
Team?
Cool.
[song continues]
[song fades]
[pulsing electronic music playing]
[music intensifies]
[music continues]
[music fades]