Babylon Berlin

The train crossed the border this morning.

It's coming straight to Berlin!

Alexey Kardakov.

Thank you for your help.

CONSIGNMENT NOTE

ANHALTER FREIGHT YARD KREUZBERG, BERLIN

Hit the road.

Good luck. Your train leaves Zoo Station in two hours.

- No contact. With nobody. - Right.

In two nights, you're back in Moscow.

Death to the traitors of the Revolution!

Everything alright? Where is Kardakov?

The secret service is after him.

- What? Since when? - We don't know.

But it was too risky.

Paris?

- Why Paris? - The plan was changed.

Why Paris? The wagon needs to go to Istanbul. To Trotsky!

Be quiet! Don't ever mention his name.

Give me the documents.

Paris? What is this? Why Paris all of a sudden?

Give me that right now!

I want to talk to Kardakov, no one else. He should be here. Not you.

Give me back the documents!

Now.

I'll kill you.

He's going into the restaurant.

Stay calm.

He's my friend.

Wait! No, don't do that. Alexey Ivanovich!

Is that Kardakov?

What the hell is going on?

Go on, let's get him.

Drive!

Turn the car around!

Leave me alone! What do you want?

Get in!

- Let me go! - That's enough!

Help me, help me! Help! Help me!

Help me!

You have to help me, please!

You have to help me!

Help me!

- Can't you sleep? - How, with this racket?

I'm sorry.

- Was the radio on? - Yes!

- What was on? - I don't know, something political.

Oh please, let's listen to it.

Do you have any idea how late it is? I have to be up early!

Come on, I'll make you a sandwich and we'll listen to it together.

You translate.

Like in the old days!

- Music. - With singing?

Well then.

A woman is singing...

Alright now, nice and easy.