Stop!
Take it easy!
- It didn't go as as expected. - I know.
- Sweden or Belgium then? - Sweden, so we need a man there.
It will be hard to find someone that knows the Swedish market.
Find a good Swedish representative, so we can do business.
- What is it about? - My orders are to deliver this.
It seems that you are going for a trip.
Officially it is thought it should look like you are arrested.
- You're kidding. - No, I don't think so.
You... you? I thought the car...
I thought that if it was so that you will be away for a while...
You know what it's worth.
On track 6...
- train 294 from Stockholm is arriving.
Estimated arrival.: 09:54.
Lodge Hecht, the security services director in Hamburg.
Welcome, Captain Hamilton.
- Do you understand German? - A little, but I prefer English.
I prefer to speak German.
First, I want to apologize for your temporary arrest.
I understand that you are in doubt, but I think...
that the attempt can succeed. It will pay off.
Someone with your background would be particularly well suited.
In strict accordance with the law.
Back. One more time!
Shooting Exercises intensified everywhere. No wonder.
Ulrike Meinhof explained in an interview.
"Guys in uniforms are swine and not people."
"Those we have to deal with."
Holger Meins surrendered. Someone saw Baader in the riflescope...
- and shot him in the back. Baader was hurt when he was arrested.
Here are sympathizers.
Anarchists, Greens... squatters.
They are looking for a Swedish.
Friederike Kunkel.
Martin Beer.
Monika Reinhold.
Eva Sibylle.
Horst Ludwig Hahn.
And his skills...
... is beyond question. - His track record is long:
elite swimmer, 5 years at the CIA, computer literate, naval officer.
Yes, but he was active on the left.
And a member of the Communist Party.
He is still active in the PLO.
precisely why he feels at home with this.
And if he joins the terrorists...?
Here is the key.
The Central Station.
Swedish officers suspended because of the Stasi connection
What do you want me to do with it? Putting it on the chest?
170th
Ro give me a beer!
Two Marks.
- That is foreign money. - Oh, sorry. Swedish money.
Your piece of shit! Give me the money.
- A room, please. - 30 Mark for half the night.
60 for the whole. Where is your company?
Come here. Give me the key.
key!
- Hello. Two or three? - Just one today.
One more beer!
To hell with that, I say!
- Your shit, I was playing! - Yes, but now I play.
Fucking foreigners!
I don't want any trouble!
Leave me alone, leave it be!
May I see your passport, please? The passport.
- Swedish? - Yes, it looks you are.
- Tourist? - Yes.
Come here.
It depends on the victim, if it becomes a police report or not.
No more nonsense in the future.
No more nonsense.
- Hey! What's up? - Everything is just fine. Perfect.
same weapons, same jacket, same size. It must be him.
- Could he have...?< br /> - Changed his allegiance?
Very good. We need to get it in the television news.
That's exactly what he wants.
He advertises himself.
The Bank Robberies in Northern Germany continues.
This time it was a savings bank in Schönefeld, Hamburg.
In the morning, a heavily armed, masked man...
approximately 300,000 Marks.
The prosecutor thinks this is a felon in terrorist circles.
It is assumed that the money will fund terrorist activities.
I knew I was right.
They want to find a Swede.
- Why? - No idea.
I just know that something is going on.
Go over there and make him stay.
Come on.
Monika drive away the car. She will be here soon.
We are Command Hannah Kunkel, part of the Red Army Faction.
- That's why we brought you here, besserwisser. - Shut up!
- If he enters... - How will he get out?
My men must be able to recognize him.
In the end, we have to distinguish friend and foe.
Do not forget that I want them alive.
these kinds of operations can be a bit messy.
Aive! This even applies to our Swedish colleague.
- Or LRAC-89. - It will be no problem for Horst.
Horst? Horst Ludwig Hahn?
Take it easy.
- Continue. We have time.
- He gets money? That is something new. - He's a pro.
Hamilton in Hamburg. Contact my German handlers...
- and leave a message. It's an emergency!
Hell! You fucking bitch!
Turn that shit off!
Cheers, Hamilton.
Now you know enough.
Who is the Swede really? We should probably check up on him some more.
Here, catch!
Nice. Now we can see which social class you really belong to.
Hello.
- Cheers. - Will Emily come to me?
Go ahead and sit wherever you want.
Hey! Are you home again? What was it like in Germany?
Now we end this conversation. And you don't bother me again. Got it?
- This is... - What's your name again? - Erik von Platen.
Computers. Your mother must be waiting for you.
Well, you see, it there is one thing. ... I crashed the car.
Oh, my God!
Killed? By the PLO?
- Yes. - Then the PLO know about our operation?
He judged it that the PLO have an interest in our success.
- Apparently PLO drew the same conclusion. - Oh, My dear God!
Well...
Now that those two are out of the way, we can arrest the others.
- Is he really going there again?
Our French colleagues are not always so cooperative.
- You have to figure it out. - It's sheer madness.
Monika! Eva!
Werner! Martin!
Attention! The raid starts in ten minutes.
- Anyone hurt? - None of our people.