The Little Drummer Girl

Subtitles by explosiveskull

VEHICLE APPROACHES

- FOOTSTEPS APPROACH - DOOR CREAKS

ENGINE REVS

HE SNAPS HIS FINGERS

DOOR OPENS

8:30.

WATCH TICKS

CHILD COUGHS

TICKING BECOMES LOUDER AND OVERLAPS

Hello. May I speak with Ucki, please?

HORN HONKS OUTSIDE

TICKING GETS LOUDER AND FASTER

BALL THUDS OFF WALL

CHILDREN LAUGH AND SQUEAL

TICKING CONTINUES TO GET LOUDER AND FASTER

Hi, I'm Charmian, Charmian Ross.

We're thrilled to meet you, Miss Ross, believe me.

He's different.

I can feel it.

- You don't kiss like... - With a smile, please.

With his...

He's different.

I can feel it. You don't...

Loving.

He's different.

Loving, Miss Ross.

What's that meant to mean?

Fewer teeth.

- SHE SIGHS - Good.

That anger, hold it and try something a little new.

I want you to take the essence of the scene and make it your own.

Erm...

The other night I was in the pub with him...

..my mates too, and...

And I was smiling along, playing snooker, pool,

whatever, and I saw these pissed, old farts in the corner

hassling this lady.

Go and get Charlie, leave it to Charlie.

I started a fight.

I started a fight with this IDIOT in charge.

- Charlie. - No. Do you know what a word like "poof" means to him?

- Chas. - And I shoved him, I shoved him, and he...

He went flying and I, I felt...

I threw up on the snooker table, Chas.

They didn't even know I was gay.

I felt so alive.

Sorry.

Johnny grabbed him and pulled him away from me and I saw him falling

in love with me, infinitely, and he saw me burning inside.

Oh, shit.

And in that moment...

..his eyes were endless.

I grabbed him the moment we got outside and he kissed me so hard

that his teeth hit mine.

Pleasure's the antidote to death, right?

Two clocks, two batteries, yes?

That's what this German said.

They will tell us the attache was the target.

We fly all the way from Israel for that.

You think it was the uncle?

The outspoken Talmudic scholar.

Oh, as if there is any other kind.

Yes, thanks to the attache's survival, we have a witness.

Which name was I going to use?

- Truland. - Dr Powell Alexis. - Yes. - Department 6.

The blast came from the au pair's room.

Wonderful work.

Pretty girl, this au pair? Young?

Au pairs are usually young, but...

Sure, sure.

Tell me, was Mrs Fineberg present when you interviewed the attache?

Naturally.

He was still in shock. Why?

I think I should speak to him alone, don't you?

I think the guilt that is stopping his mouth now will force it open

if it is just us Israelis.

Oh.

The au pair's beautiful friend, what were her

distinguishing features? Anything unique?

I never said she was beautiful.

Didn't you?

Well, what was she wearing then?

A cardigan.

A cardigan.

Hello. - And how...

How far was it buttoned up?

Honesty now.

Hello. May I speak with Ucki, please?

Your au pair.

Ucki didn't tell you?

She left on holiday, just two hours ago now.

I thought she wasn't leaving till tomorrow.

Her mother gave me this to bring her.

Records.

Ucki's crazy about Yankee pop.

Blonde or brunette, dyed, or natural?

Up, or down?

- Would you like to... - My friend is waiting.

Blonde, dyed, down.

Hm.

An attractive Western girl, again.

And you took the suitcase up to the au pair's room.

Yes.

Into the au pair's room.

- HORN HONKS OUTSIDE - Yes.

Now, think hard.

Was there anything else, anything about this woman

that she herself might miss?

A bracelet, rings, earrings?

Driving, on foot?

Driving.

Er, an NSU.

The colour, salmon, or beach, Vienna sausage.

Copper brown NSU, copper brown.

She was in the passenger seat...

..looking back at me...

..over her shoulder.

Back?

What about the headrest?

I'm certain I saw her face.

What about the driver?

He was Arabic.

He looked worried, I think.

Yes.

This was everything that was retrieved?

Ja, Herr Schulman.

Nothing elegant, absolutely everything?

Everything related to the bomb.

HE SPEAKS GERMAN

Was there something like this?

Thank you.

PHONE RINGS

A copper brown NSU was found abandoned in a car park

outside of Munich this afternoon.

The headrest?

Missing. - Right.

Only the passenger's side.

Get her description out.

I want surveillance on every suspected safe house in Munich.

OK.

Oh, lovely.

It's rather big, isn't it?

They tattooed adults and children the same size.

Children grow.

So does the tattoo.

My God.

Dr Alexis.

May I call you Paul?

Yes.

I've learned it is best, as Israelis, to be selective,

find a friend, help him along in his profession,

guardedly, informally, and in return we expect our friends

to help us.

So...

A few years ago, a bunch of Palestinians raised a certain

amount of hell in my country.

First they hit a supermarket in Beit She'an.

Next, a few settlements.

And when they began to attack schools,

I could not take it any longer.

They were four brothers, our intelligence said.

Family.

And the eldest of them...

..hm, he had a genius to him.

I'm sorry to compare him to a German, but he was Mozart.

An Austrian. - Hm?

Mozart was.

Oh, that's right.

Khalil.

Khalil.

Khalil.

The eldest.

I put together a team, and within months of

our investigation any normal Palestinian couldn't have lit

a match near Israel without us hearing of it first.

But then...

Milan.

And Zurich.

And now... - This. - Yes.

You know the Arabic driver of the NSU?

This was the youngest brother.

Oh.

Mm-hm.

Khalil's cells are discreet.

Impenetrable.

And his people never take the same route twice.

But with your help, who knows what is possible.

Because you see, Paul, sooner or later, a man

will sign his name.

Set free, child, after such wickedness as yours.

What are you dreaming of?

You promised me my life, but you lie!

You think that life is nothing more than not being stone dead.

And to keep from me everything that brings me back to the love of God,

when it is your wickedness and foolishness that tempts me

to hate him.

Light your fires, for I know your counsel

is of the devil and mine is with God.

Blasphemy!