Babylon Berlin (2017) s04e03 Episode Script

So, you're Russian?
Born in Russia,
living in Berlin at the moment.
What were you doing in New York?
Just a holiday, two days.
To see the airscrapers.
You mean skyscrapers.
Yes. Fantastika.
What brings you to Berlin?
Let's say it's business.
Family business.
Are you German?
Jewish.
A little bit of both.
On the way home, then.
You could say that, yes.
Now you.
Tell me, what do you want in Berlin?
Why should I tell you that?
Isn't that what you do when you travel?
You meet a stranger
and tell them your secrets?
Without reservation?
Because you'll never see them again?
So?
What is your secret?
Since I come from Russia,
spy.
A Communist?
You bet.
What's your mission?
Nothing special.
I'm helping a comrade escape
from prison.
- That's it?
- Yeah.
Except for the usual spy stories.
Procuring information, infiltration,
political murders. Stuff like that.
Now you.
What's your family business?
My father was tricked and robbed
many years ago.
I will take revenge.
Toni! Toni!
Toni, wait.
Toni, wait for me.
Toni!
Toni!
Wait!
Toni!
No!
Toni!
May I introduce myself?
Malzig.
Mine was better.
Yours?
My dream.
Shit, a quarter to eight.
Get out of Metz.
Paris is bigger.
I need to go to work.
Why are you in such a hurry today?
I don't believe this.
- What?
- What do you mean, what?
- That's today?
- We made a date a week ago.
I don't believe it.
- Rudi, why are you such a loser?
How am I to organize a new dance
partner on the fly? I need the money.
One thousand marks.
Do you think I can pass that up?
I'll come as quickly as I can.
- Second half.
- Yeah, right.
I promise, Lotte.
Yes.
You can count on me.
Rudi Malzig, dependability personified.
- Get home safely, boys, okay?
- Yes, sure.
Jacky.
- I've been wanting to see you.
- Why?
Rudi Malzig, the show-off,
just came running along here,
fresh from your parlor.
- I can't deny that.
- Why do you keep falling for him?
- I wonder.
- He's a nitwit, Lotte.
You can say that again.
- It's still my apartment up there, okay?
- You're right.
- Yes?
- Yes. Stop it now.
- Here.
- What?
We're going dancing.
- Now?
- Yep. It starts at nine.
Just three marks entry fee,
and we can win 1,000.
Do you have the three marks?
you might.
Maybe.
Come on.
- Come on.
- Lotte, I've been working all night.
I'm dog-tired.
What do I get for that?
Twenty pfennigs.
What do you have?
Pocket watch. As new.
It is new.
It's 585 gold.
That's nice for you.
You won't get nothing for it.
Why not?
You know that yourself.
Twenty marks.
And I'll never see you again.
We shouldn't cave in just
because he's hiding for a few days.
None of us wants
to breed discord in the ranks,
but I won't let myself be used without
a leader without knowing what for.
Suck up to those Munich swells,
why don't you?
- What happened?
- Hitler's shat his pants.
- He's fed up to the gills.
- With what?
Of us going our own way with Stennes.
And damaging the movement.
And Stennes has disappeared.
Helldorff's ears are smoking by now.
But where is Stennes?
- He can't just go into hiding.
- He hasn't.
I know now where he is.
That's why I'm here.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yes.
- He's still being detained.
- Comrades.
by the supreme authority.
Hitler personally decided to make me
the new head of Sturmabteilung East.
that I will follow his orders.
- Heil Hitler!
Jacoby speaking, Fred Jacoby.
Mr. Grundmann?
I see. Yes, thank you.
Jacoby speaking, Fred Jacoby.
That's the one.
Zeidler, you old sugar-baker, long time
no see. How's the famous phimosis?
Hey, we've known each other for a long
time, so I'll just ask you straight.
Do you have work?
Are you calling the entire phone book?
I need to make one more call, please.
One more.
- Read this. "Be brief."
- Nearly done.
BLANK, HERRMANN
DER ANGRIFF
Intolerable!
BERLIN CENTER OF
BERLIN-KREUZBERG
Der Angriff, editor's office.
- This is Fred.
- Fred who?
Jacoby.
Fred Jacoby, how charming. I thought
I'd never hear from you again.
- Where are you?
- In Berlin.
I should have known.
Where else?
Welcome to the den of iniquity.
And what are you up to?
I'm afraid I'm UAM.
Unemployed at the moment.
Well, you're not the only one right now.
- Is there something you could do?
- Sure.
But I thought my joint
is not for posh writers like you.
My posh art is not much in demand at the
moment. Probably applies to you too.
On the contrary,
you couldn't have called at a better time.
We need fresh minds like yours.
- You do?
- Yes.
- Well, maybe we should meet up.
- How about lunch today?
No, today is no good,
But I thought you needed one.
No, this job is finite. For sure.
By Monday, the horror is over.
All right, then, Monday it is.
I'd love it if we pulled an all-nighter,
just the two of us.
- Yeah.
- An old tradition.
We'll do that. Look forward to it.
Finally.
I'll be quick, okay?
- You again!
- Him again.
- I heard. You're unemployed, too.
- Don't mention it.
- And you're the whipper-in?
- I'll take what I can get.
- Jacoby? Are you Fred Jacoby?
- Indeed.
At last. I was starting to think
you're standing us up.
Come on, come on.
This is your spot for the next two,
three days. You know the rules, yes?
- Yes, ma'am.
- You better. Go on then, master.
- Good evening.
- Gentlemen.
And one, two, three, four.
Let's do this.
Dames and drones, swingers
and swayers, flinchers and fidgeters,
wobblers and wavers, shakers
and stompers. It's 9:59 a.m.
The first round of the first Berlin
Ladies' Dance Marathon begins now!
Please remember. Every two hours,
we permit two and a half minutes
for hygiene purposes and food.
You can drink while you dance.
During the break, your partner
will wait by the judge's table.
Our judges will
announce your disqualification
after exactly two and a half minutes
if you haven't picked up your partner.
You can always swap partners.
For us, men are replacement goods.
As a rule, any lady
who pauses for more than ten seconds,
whether sitting, standing or sleeping,
is automatically eliminated.
However, the lady who is alone
on the dance floor in the end
will take home the incredible prize
of 1,000 reichsmark.
The prize is ours.
And now! Sway your hips!
The city is rooting for you!
A day like gold
100,000 volts in your veins
A night like velvet and silk
A day like gold
You have everything you want
A night, it couldn't be better
Two steps to the left
Then back, then forward
Now or never, we're born to dance
Everything shivers, it's alive
Link your arms
Is it possible we're crazy?
A day like gold
100,000 volts in your veins
A night like velvet and silk
Life, is it but a dream?
It would be nice, I doubt
That it's true
Be careful
It's easily forgotten
Nothing remains as it is
Greetings to Moscow, Paris and Vienna
We wave to you
Everyone is coming to Berlin
Everything shrill, everyone wants it
Theyall knew all along that we're crazy
A day like gold
What remains will be declared
A shimmer,
what do I care about balances?
Let's dance
Yes, thank you, sir.
And?
Those Ringverein chairmen are harder
to catch than a piece of soap in a tub.
- No surprise there, right?
- No.
But at least we have a foot in the door
with three of them.
Who?
Eisenelse, Berolina,
and the guys of Blinder Bob.
Fine. Take them to task.
Weintraub is back from his acquisition
tour. I announced you, Detective.
- Very well.
- Where did he go?
The provinces. Looking for talent.
Hop, hop. That's it.
- Eyes forward!
- Yes.
- Nice one!
- Yes.
Stay focused, man.
Eyes forward. Come on.
Keep your distance.
One, two, steps and punch.
Yes, nice.
That's good, yes.
More drops of fat in the soup
means fewer black eyes in the ring.
Make some space for His Highness.
Go on now. Come on.
I've seen all this faster.
Come on, get a move on now.
Know anything about fistfights?
He's the future.
Fresh import from Hanover.
Rukeli Trollmann.
He's my newest foal.
A strapping gypsy, elegant. He'll dance
his opponents out of the ring.
Yes, superb! That's what I mean.
- The other guy is not bad, either.
- Schulz?
You can't compare them. It's like
a battleship versus a frigate. No.
We found a municipal administrative
clerk dead on New Year's Day.
I heard. It's all over town.
for the betting licenses. Is that correct?
No one is my man.
Betting is my business.
Boxing is my sport.
They both need to be clean.
As far as the betting licenses
There are rules
and an order for everything.
- Checked by the municipal authorities.
- Keep your distance!
I had no problems with him whatsoever.
And if you are looking in my circles
for someone
you can dig until the cows come home.
That guy made all the Ringvereins
all over town very happy.
And the fact
that he's now pushing up daisies
a regrettable loss.
Because it threatens the peace
of our hierarchy.
But who would benefit
You let us know. All of us.
- Diego, I've seen enough.
- Yes, sir.
We'll see, okay?
Keep going.
STRICTLY NO MUSIC PLAYING
- Who is it?
- Open up, Renate, it's me, Toni.
- What's up?
- I need a roof over my head.
I thought you were a runaway now.
I need a break. It's too cold.
May I?
Come on in.
Hi, Willi.
Hi, Toni.
- Where's the little crumb-snatcher?
- They took him to a home.
What's the matter?
Come with me.
I found her like that. Monday last week.
Stone-cold dead.
It was the same with Mother.
And then?
One line of the Lord's Prayer.
That's all we knew.
And we opened the window
to let the soul out.
What do you think,
how long does it take?
Until she smells?
- It's cold, it'll be a while.
- Let's hope so.
We'll get support in two weeks.
Until then, we'll do it like this.
You're relatives from the East.
And if anyone asks,
Mother is out on an errand.
- What if I've already said that?
- Then she's at the doctor's.
Or out of town.
But we need to make sure
we get something to eat.
All right?
Everyone who wants to, stay here.
- I can do ads. I'll start today.
- Me too.
- And steal.
- All right. We'll do that.
Mother Cziczewicz
is now in a better place.
Forevermore.
Amen.
- I can't go on any longer.
- Jacky! Don't let me down.
Sure. Keep going.
- Lottchen, I'm wearing the wrong shoes.
- Take them off!
- That's forbidden.
- Is it?
- And?
- They're all in the same mood.
- Which is?
- Bad.
They're all pissed
- Weintraub, too. And you?
- I went to the municipal office.
Today was the deadline for allocating
the club licenses for the coming year.
of awarding the licenses.
Because of his death,
none of the Ringvereins got one.
- Licenses for what?
- Betting, in this case.
Don't want to know
how many palms they greased.
- How much they paid.
- They suspect each other.
They'll want to see
who takes advantage of the situation.
I want to find out more about
the Ringvereins. How they work.
- What exactly?
- The betting business, for example.
There are some ardent enthusiasts
at the press.
Don't you have a good private contact?
"Wdw full stop, off full stop,
"furn full stop,
rm at 10 RM/wk plus AP."
Widow offers furnished room
at 10 reichsmark per week plus AP.
Short and economical.
You couldn't write a better ad.
I don't get it at all. And what is AP?
Advance payment.
It's a common abbreviation in the paper.
As you know, I know about the press.
Leave it, I'll do it today.
Can you tell me why you are
in such an ostentatiously good mood, sir?
Because I'm finally put on trial
on Wednesday.
Exactly.
It'll be a triumph for Litten, Heymann,
and me.
I'll be shot of the old stories at last.
to talk strategy yesterday.
illegal publication
of secret documents of the Reich.
I won't be dragged to court
for such tripe.
Just say indispensable due to aversion.
Get yourself a doctor's note.
I have summoned 28 witnesses
on your behalf.
- Decency demands that you appear.
- Litten, of course I'll be there.
Why are you pulling my leg, then?
It's hard to take
this Punch-and-Judy show seriously.
I wouldn't be so sure if I were you.
Don't be so grouchy.
You're not actually worried about me?
What are you worried about? It was you
who passed the documents on to me.
Proof that the illegal armament
is no fantasy, but bitter reality.
But they would have stopped
the proceedings, sir.
Litten will be running rings around them,
and Heymann will publish
my article on page one:
"Triumph of the free press.
Clearance beats suppression."
It's all in here.
Behnke, first floor.
We need a plan B, sir.
- Where are they?
- Who?
The negatives. Give them to me.
Just in case something
were to happen to you, sir.
They're in my room, in a box.
Fine. I'll go get them.
What did I say?
Must be the new tenants.
Don't, I'll go.
why are you being so terribly formal,
calling me sir?
We were on informal terms last night,
weren't we?
- Yes?
We can be informal in my bedroom.
In the kitchen, we should remain formal.
You're my lodger, so to speak.
Everything in its place.
Lodger.
That's all?
Good day, madam. Would you have
something to eat for me and my brother?
Come on in.
But brush off your shoes.
You can wash your hands here.
I thought we were getting new lodgers.
But it's lice-ridden things
with a dubious smell.
You shouldn't be talking about smell,
Mr. Katelbach.
- The negatives.
- By the way, I didn't write the ad.
Apparently it was done by a master.
Excuse me,
may Willi go to the bathroom?
Can't he talk?
He's become mute since Mother died.
Come on, I'll show you the bathroom.
But hurry.
Hands up!
What do we have here?
- What are you doing?
- We're playing cowboys and Indians.
But he doesn't have anything, right?
No.
But why did he take a detour
to the lounge if he wanted to pee?
Willi has never seen such a pretty thing.
Nor has he smelled anything like it.
Right, kids, that's it. Out with you.
- Here you are.
- Thank you.
What possessed you?
You can't be cautious
enough these days.
- Where's the film?
- What?
- The negatives are gone.
- No.
I'd love to be a furnished gent
And pay Miss Lisbeth rent
When we talk about rocket science,
we usually talk about flight experiments,
about air travel,
about the speed of sound,
about conquering space.
But we never talk about weapons.
But the potential is almost infinite.
Once we're flying to the moon, we can
use our knowledge for the military, too.
Or the other way round.
First, I want to fly to the moon.
Mr. Nyssen, this would be a pioneering
achievement for Germany
if we're the first nation
to develop missiles of such a nature.
You could produce them legally.
The shameful Treaty of Versailles
doesn't concern you.
You mean,
missiles could make us great again?
You do know
how to pique my interest, Colonel.
Good evening.
You.
There's been trouble.
You've been replaced by Helldorff.
By whom?
By the party leadership.
Hitler personally.
What a pack of cowards.
Behind my back.
A lot of comrades
are unhappy with the decision.
Wendt won't let me go.
We need to put pressure on him.
The pig is a faggot.
Pardon?
A friend of Dorothy.
An excursion with the Jungvolk
to Castle Saaleck. June '25.
A few of the minors in his care
remember the nocturnal activities well.
Do we have evidence of that?
The documents
are with the party in Munich.
Do we have access?
Not at the moment.
But it's an open flank.
You must get him on this.
Hour number nine of the first ladies'
dance marathon at Moka Efti in Berlin.
And all our contestants are still alive.
Jacky? Jacky!
- I need some water.
- I'll get you some.
Come on.
I need the bathroom anyway.
Wait here.
I'll tell them.
Night descends on the city
The proud ones won't lose heart
Hope blossoms after midnight
Watch out, stay alert
In the face of the goal
Which, still far away
Relentlessly comes closer
Dance as if it was the last time
Dance as if your life depended on it
One bat of an eyelid is all it takes
For it all to have been in vain
OCCUPIED - VACAN
I can't keep going.
Number 48 is giving up.
What a pity, young lady.
But an excellent choice of costume.
And number 11 is leaving the field.
And I'm told that number 24
didn't return from freshening up.
Well, the numbers are dwindling.
Ladies, get yourself fresh partners. We're
ringing in the march into the early hours.
Reinhold.
This event is nearing infinite degradation
in seven-mile boots.
- You applied for it.
- I'll soon have something new.
A proper job.
- Writing?
- Yes.
Where?
It's not definite yet,
but here's hoping.
I have to go.
Young man.
Relief.
Thanks, Jacky.
- Reinhold, what are you doing here?
- I'm the substitute Rudi.
And you're missed at the office.
- Calm down.
- I messed up big time, Reinhold.
Yes.
I don't want sympathy.
- No but.
- Yes, Charlotte.
- You're a fighter.
- And I knocked myself out.
There is no such thing as K.O.
for the likes of us.
We're children of the street.
Giving up is not an option.
If someone knocks you down,
you have to get up again.
And when they knock you down again,
you have to get up again,
even if it hurts.
You think you want to stay down.
as a child of the street, you mustn't.
Because they would kill you.
So you get up.
Again and again you get up,
until the other guy realizes
he won't keep you down.
you knock him down.
Gereon.
Ready for the next session?
On the path to the new man,
our experimental substances will at first
only be tested on those test objects
which are marked by passive
or restrained properties.
Like a man machine,
these animal subjects are given
the capability to rise above themselves,
without natural impulses or blocks
inhibiting the urge of confrontation.
Pervitin is an amphetamine.
It stimulates the sympathetic
nervous system in the brain and spine.
If the dose is high enough,
the vegetative nerve system
will put the organism
into an ergotropic state.
absence of pain,
numbness,
willingness to take risks, and euphoria.
The test object overestimates itself.
Up to self-extinction.
we can continue
with the next phase now.
Tests on man.