[Valerie] Previously on Berlin Station...
Did you see Hector?
Yeah. I'm supposed to meet him at an abandoned green dacha.
[Robert] He was killed yesterday
by someone who had enough medical knowledge to use it.
[Sofia] We were talking on the phone. I heard screams.
Jan told me something was happening,
and then we were disconnected.
Could you shut the server down?
Yes. But I'd need a hard-line connection to the server to do it.
I need to get these folks on the ground. Tapa and Tallinn.
[in Russian] Your plan will still work without you. I will make sure of that.
What the hell do you want, Kolya?
I want to stop Platov.
[in Russian] Final payment’s still due.
Right now, we're looking at 480 million.
[in Russian] You're good to go.
[Rafael] The ground forces I spotted near Tapa
will take out the NATO tripwire force.
Shut the fuck up.
Or what?
Or the next player won't fucking knock.
I'm just an old spook telling stories.
[Esther] There was someone else. Diver.
And you killed my mother.
[theme song playing]
♪ Johnny's in America No tricks at the wheel ♪
♪ I'm afraid of Americans ♪
♪ I'm afraid of the world ♪
♪ I'm afraid I can't help it ♪
♪ I'm afraid I can't ♪
♪ I'm afraid of Americans ♪
♪ I'm afraid of the world ♪
♪ I'm afraid I can't help it ♪
♪ I'm afraid I can't ♪
♪ I'm afraid of Americans ♪
[groaning]
[distorted chatter]
[grunts]
-[gunshot] -[gasps]
[Hector] Daniel. What the fuck is this?
[Daniel] Pretty easy to fool everybody, right?
-[gunshot] -[body thuds]
[Hector] I'm dead.
Aren't I?
[Steven] Not yet.
[Hector] Steven?
You're back, buddy.
I was worried.
What are you, my fucking spirit guide?
[Steven] That's right.
After all the shit we pulled,
which direction do you think we're going?
That way or that? [chuckles]
It's all right.
The devil's not done with you yet.
[groaning loudly]
[groaning stops]
[Jadovsky] Jesus, Blake.
Either die or quit your fucking whining.
Look how you bled all over our Egyptian sheets.
-They are ruined. -[grunts and sighs]
Wait a minute.
How the fuck did I get here?
My men found you on the edge of my grounds.
Who patched me up?
My physician.
How do you go from trusted by Krik
to hunted by Krik in less than 24 hours?
[sighs weakly]
Fuck the story.
-[gun clicks] -We cut to the end.
[panting]
You stitched me up because I'm valuable.
Right?
I have access.
I can get you anything.
I have everything I want.
What is missing?
One last "fuck you" to Krik and Platov.
You can take his fortune in the free port.
The Kremlin will seize Krik's fortune.
And that coward's in a courtroom cage.
There's still time.
But you've got to jump.
[breathing heavily]
Now Krik's out, Platov's in,
and the next person he's coming for is you.
Especially after that dumb-as-fuck stunt you pulled.
Sending someone to kill him at the club.
I can take him down before he gets to you.
-Your wound is infected. -[sighs]
My doctor says you may still die.
So what's new? Huh?
All I need is ten of your best men.
And some clothes.
[chuckles]
I was Diver's mentor.
I made him.
Call me Doctor Fucking Frankenstein.
[on speakers] He was a good man.
He was a friend of mine.
And he was a traitor.
[cell phone rings]
Hello?
It's Hector. Oh, thank Christ.
Oh, my God. I thought we lost you, too. [sighs]
Sorry to disappoint.
I caught a slug, nothing serious.
Where are you?
Berlin.
Uh, after you and Torres missed exfil--
Wait a minute. What...
What do you mean when you said you thought you'd lost me, too?
Where's Daniel?
You haven't heard?
Oh, Jesus, Hector. [sighs]
Daniel didn't make it.
They dumped his body back in Berlin.
And Platov's trying to cover his tracks.
[Steven sighs]
But, uh...
I... I, um...
I made it to the green dacha, Steven.
The rally point?
Geez, we must've missed each other.
Did you see anything?
Um...
[sighs] Bits and pieces, I...
I can't...
Where are you?
Still in Komarovo.
Heading to St. Petersburg with Timur Jadovsky.
Dangerous company.
Tell, uh... Tell Valerie I'm doing her one last solid,
then she'd better lose my fucking number.
You, too.
[cell phone beeps]
[sighs heavily]
[sighs]
[Gilbert on speakers] By '81, Diver was in Moscow.
He was married by that time.
Great girl.
One night, the newlyweds have a night out,
tossed back a few.
Diver's wife shouldn't have been driving,
but she was in much better shape than Diver was.
So... the worst befalls them.
She kills a pedestrian.
Her blood alcohol level's through the roof.
They offered Diver a choice.
If he doesn't want his young bride
rotting away in some gulag, dot, dot, dot...
You know the deal.
[on speakers] The Soviets ran Diver as a double for...
fuck, years.
And it all came crashing down, November 9th, 1989,
the night we won the Cold War.
Saving Henrik Viiding, hmm, that was the pretext.
Diver crossed over to the east,
and he changed history that night, for one reason only,
self-preservation,
to make sure his sins would stay buried.
[dabs cigarette]
When the Stasi started burning their files,
Diver made damn sure his files burned up with them.
I know what you all want to hear.
You want Diver's real name.
You want to know what happened to him.
Well, you're just gonna have to tune in tomorrow...
for my final podcast.
And I promise you, all will be revealed.
Time to hold up your end of the bargain.
My men are waiting.
-He's just had surgery and he's fighting sepsis. -[Hector inhales sharply]
If he doesn't rest, he'll be dead in two days.
I only need him for two hours.
Long enough to get him to the free port.
[pills rattle]
No rest for the wicked.
Robert, it's BB.
Can't dodge my calls forever.
I'm not leaving.
[door opens]
BB.
What are you doing here?
We need you at work.
I can't, uh, leave just now.
What are you doing over here?
Hey, what's going on in here?
[muffled screaming]
What the fuck! Who is this woman?
It's my neighbor. Nina Bartek.
She's been spying on me.
I'm telling you, always around, coincidences.
It's impossible. I'm telling you, BB.
-She's a fucking spook. -Do you have evidence?
Robert, please tell me you have evidence.
There were noises.
I heard... I heard noises in my apartment.
And she took my mail and... and she's always around,
like, in the hallway, outside,
always running into me.
And Basarov, the day he fucking bled out,
she stopped my watch. She bent the pin.
That was the sign for Basarov to kill himself.
So it's your intuition?
Which we're supposed to trust, right?
You've been under a lot of stress.
No. No. This isn't about Daniel.
We're all grieving.
But we're moving against Platov, and I need you.
I don't care what Wolfe says.
Okay.
How can I help?
Well, if this woman's a foreign agent, take her in and question her.
By the book.
That makes sense.
Robert?
[Nina grunting]
-[Robert groans] -[gasping]
Just let me leave.
-I'm going out of that door. -I can't do that.
Don't make it any harder.
[grunts]
-[Nina grunts] -[groans]
[Nina yelps]
[device whirs]
[groaning]
Drop it. [groans]
Drop it.
[grunts]
-[door bangs] -Oh, Robert.
Oh, Robert. [grunts] Don't die on me.
[man grunting]
[BB in German] Hospital, now!
[in English] Esther, it's BB. No time to explain.
I need an APB on a Nina Bartek,
170 centimeters, red hair.
Consider her dangerous. Last known was Maerkisches Ufer.
We think she has connections with the Russians.
She attacked Robert Kirsch with some kind of weapon.
[Kolya] So...
you met my friends.
What do you think?
I think it's exactly the type of place
I pictured you spending your spare time in, Kolya.
[laughs] I thought we might begin
with a briefing on Berlin Station's countermeasure.
Please.
[Valerie] Still playing games, I see.
I'm not playing games, Valerie.
There is much to fear here.
For both of us.
[sighs]
Platov is powering the blackout using Tervik's servers.
April Lewis is inbound with a tactical team,
positioning Sofia Vesik where she needs to be
so she could power the lights back on.
Vesik?
Bold.
[chuckles] Bold.
You are moving your queen off the back row, huh?
I also have a man on the ground in Tapa.
He'll take out Rodion Volkov.
Cut the head off the snake.
Even with the power restored,
even with half his force neutralized,
Platov will not relent.
What we need is a show of military force.
After the 14 Eyes vote,
we have no hope of military options. A show of force.
If we can create an American intel cable
stating that US and NATO is in a position to strike,
I can make sure Platov receives it and believes it.
I can do you one better.
[dialing]
[indistinct PA chatter]
[cell phone rings]
Go ahead, Valerie.
Do you still have that surveillance drone flying over Estonia?
It's mine for the next 12 hours.
Good.
I need you to crash it.
What's the play?
[Valerie] We need to send up fake intel for Platov.
Convince him NATO is coming, and maybe he'll back down.
[men speak indistinctly]
[lock beeps, buzzes]
Blake. I heard you were six feet under.
Fresh as a fucking daisy.
Mr. Kamenov's representatives are due at 8:00 p.m.--
Why the fuck do you think I'm here?
Final inventory red-flagged a piece,
provenance is in question.
I've got Christie's up my ass,
with a fucking insurance team.
Orders from Mr. Platov. No one in or out.
This is my free port.
We don't get this fixed, it ain't worth squat.
Empty your pockets. I need to search you.
All right, cop a good feel.
It's been a while.
We're good.
[lock beeps]
[exhales heavily]
[radar beeping]
[in Russian] Bring it down.
[aircraft approaching]
Lost contact with the drone ten miles south of Tapa.
Signal was jammed.
You were right, Valerie.
Put an American UAV on their radar
and like clockwork, they bring it down.
You think he'll buy it?
We uploaded our Baltic war games,
the entire NATO brigade.
Should give Platov a hell of a fright.
Thank you, BB.
This could be the difference.
I owed you one.
Three weeks ago, my client paid 3.27 million for this.
Someone here fucked up. Provenance is gone.
You can wipe your ass with it now.
This vault has been sealed, Blake.
Word gets out even one of these pieces is compromised,
that makes them all forgeries,
and that puts Roman's hands around your throat!
It's not a forgery, you know that.
It doesn't matter!
A fucking rumor, a whisper, it's over!
Christie's bean-counters are coming!
They take one step inside of here,
we're on the hook for the appraised value
of every fucking thing in here!
[sighs] What do we do?
We get it all out of here! All of it!
To an independent vetter before it's locked up
for years of fucking insurance litigation!
We do it now, we get it straight to Kamenov from there!
Okay. I am gonna need his permission.
[Hector] No signal in here! No reception, by design!
Stupid bastard! Use the landline!
-Where... Where is it? -Back of the hangar.
By the time you get there, call Platov,
have him rip your fucking head off and get back to me,
they'll fucking be here!
All of it goes!
-All of it! Move it out! -[speaking Russian]
Get every fucking last thing out of here!
-[men shouting in Russian] -[panting]
You should be thanking me, Anton.
I just saved your fucking life.
[coughing]
[sighs] Fuck.
[sighs]
[lock beeps]
[engine starts, revs]
[tires squeal]
I'm supposed to believe Roman Platov killed him.
But I don't.
There is something else.
Danny was looking so desperately for his mother's killer.
You're gonna tell me who he is and where to find him.
Some secrets are better off staying buried.
[Esther] If you're scared, I can protect you.
[Gilbert sighs]
No one can protect me from what I'm scared of, Fraeulein.
Secrets are all I have.
Lies is what you have.
You tell yourself you played a part in history,
that you are history, but that's shit.
You were middle management.
If not for me, you'd still be in a Stasi uniform,
eavesdropping on your neighbors or fetching coffee.
Please.
I... I can't let this go.
Well, in that case,
I pity you.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get cleaned up.
I'm expecting company.
[speaks Russian]
[blows]
[speaks Russian]
[dialing]
[line ringing]
Roman.
[in Russian] We have a problem.
We brought down the drone, recovered footage of a US armored column moving our way.
Does anyone have eyes on these troops?
I'll check with our forward positions.
My contacts in Moscow saw nothing on the satellite images.
Authenticate it. Now.
[sighs softly]
[yells in Russian]
[Sofia] Go right.
[indistinct chatter] [line ringing]
Valerie, the camp is empty.
They're on the move.
I know where they're headed.
[beeps]
[Baker] Thirty enemy inside, scattered.
Heat cluster on the second floor.
Those are the servers.
Any of your people in there?
Not likely.
Can you get us in?
Follow me.
[men chattering]
Go.
[men conversing in Russian in distance]
[conversation continues indistinctly]
Go.
I always knew the servers would be vulnerable.
I planned ahead.
Back door.
When we get there, we won't have long.
The Russians must have installed a firewall by now.
That means 30 seconds after I access the system,
they'll know.
They're gonna come for you.
Five solid minutes.
That's what I need.
You have to keep them out.
Five minutes, you can put the lights on?
And the Wi-Fi and the cell towers.
People will be able to organize. They'll be able to fight back.
We get the lights on, the cockroaches will scatter,
and we can take back our country.
[keyboard clacking]
[in Russian] Got you, fucker.
[dialing]
[line ringing]
Roman.
I found something.
The armor on their vehicles is outdated.
[Platov] What does that mean?
This is counterintel...
They want you to think NATO's coming, but they're not.
[Platov] As long as Estonia is dark, we can move forward.
[both grunting]
[groans]
[both grunt]
[both grunting]
[straining]
[heavy panting]
[pained grunting]
[man on speakers in Russian] Breach in server room!
[indistinct whispering]
[beeping]
Okay.
-[gunfire continues] -[men shouting]
[gasping]
[grunting]
[coughing]
[grunting]
-[Sofia] Fuck. -[computer beeping]
Fuck, fuck.
[gunfire continues]
We're losing containment!
It's now or never!
[grunting]
[both straining]
[in Russian] Just fucking die!
[gasping]
-[Rafael panting] -[choking]
[flesh squelching]
[panting]
[gunfire continues]
[in Russian] Stop, stop!
Back, quick, back!
[hurried shouts]
[sighs]
[men shouting in Russian]
[grunting]
[weak groaning]
[weakly] Help me.
I'm American.
-I'm American. -I need a medic over here now!
-[soldier 2] Get a medic in here! -[soldier 1] Come on, buddy.
-[Rafael coughing] -It's all right.
[BB] Dr. Adeyemi?
I'm from the American Embassy.
Just what we need, another diplomat.
[Adeyemi] Okay, I'm listening.
Green cards and visas to the United States,
ready to be expedited by me, personally. All they require is your signature.
I don't trust them.
[BB] We'll arrange for you to live close to Washington
and make sure that you're back to work very quickly,
continuing your research.
Additionally, we'll be purchasing your device,
which is already in our possession, at a fair price.
You want me to make more weapons?
We want you to further the advances you've already made.
What if I want to invent a technology that starts hearts
rather than stops them?
Would I still be welcome?
You knew what you were doing when you invented the device.
The hour is rather late for a pang of conscience.
This is a one-time offer, Dr. Adeyemi.
And April?
She's washed her hands of us.
You have April to thank for this.
It would've gone very differently without her.
So when you see her on the street in Georgetown, you may want to tip your hat.
Good day.
[Berg] To the new route of the pipeline and to our new partnership.
Long may it last.
There were others soliciting my business,
on the continent, in the States.
And I had my pick.
You know what sealed the deal?
Uh, my unbeatable intelligence network
that nobody can hold a candle to?
-[Berg laughs] -No?
I asked around about you.
Above all else in business, I value loyalty.
They say Steven Frost is a man you can trust.
Well... I'm deeply honored, Susanne. Thank you.
I'll be in touch.
-Thank you. -Thank you.
[gags, retches]
[coughing]
[wheezing and coughing]
Sir? Are you all right?
-[Steven] I'm fine, I'm fine. -If you want to call medic--
No. I said I was fine, for Christ's sake.
[doorbell chimes]
[in Russian] The door!
[doorbell chimes]
The door!
Open it, fuckers.
Kolya...
privvet patsan.
[in English] We're taking a trip, Roman.
You and I.
Sounds delightful.
How should I pack?
Light.
Linen, then.
I'll just get my passport.
You won't need it...
or the pistol resting beside it.
If I had taken Estonia...
He's waiting on us now.
[chuckles softly]
Giddy up, cowboy.
Let's ride.
[sighs] I... I hadn't been in the dacha for ten minutes
when this group of armed men opened fire
and I had to get the hell out of there.
Didn't even see Daniel.
What about Hector?
He called me yesterday.
Said he was gonna do you a solid,
then he wanted you to lose his number.
[scoffs]
Oh, God.
I wish this all could've ended differently.
I just...
You did everything you could.
-We all did. -Yeah.
You know, uh...
Steven?
You said you were in and out of Komarovo quite quickly, yet you didn't call me back until today.
Why is that?
Uh, you were right, Valerie.
I'm too old to be in the field.
I was picked up by a Russian patrol,
and I had to call in all of my local favors
just to walk out of those doors.
[sighs] I should've listened to you.
Do you mind if I ask you another question?
Because of your example and your friendship...
it meant so much to Daniel.
Would you speak at his memorial?
Of course.
[sighs]
[reporter on TV] In Estonia, life is returning to normal
after an attempted coup was foiled.
Sofia Vesik's White Passport program
is gaining traction with public support behind her.
Recent polls have shown a sharp incr--
[sighs]
[groans]
[Rafael] Ooh. [sighs]
Look who I found.
Damn.
It's nice to see a friendly.
They keeping you for the psych eval?
Daniel's gone.
My career's over,
the career I threw my family away for.
I'll be lucky to get
my job back in Berlin.
Last woman I thought liked me
was a Russian operative.
You're forgetting the most important part.
We won and they lost.
Think about what that means.
Do you know how many lives we would've lost
if we'd allowed another war to break out in Europe?
And what could've happened?
And the people of Estonia are free.
That wasn't a given.
It could've played completely differently.
We all have nicks, we all have scars.
We do our best,
and then we pray.
[chuckles]
We pray that it was worth it.
And this time, it was.
[Rafael sighs]
[door opens]
[sighs]
[Gilbert] Right on time.
-Uh, you want a drink? -No.
Mmm-mmm.
You know, I've been trying to find a way not to do this, Gil.
You know I have.
I've given you chance after chance.
Sorry.
I was never any good at doing what I was told.
Yeah, well, you put me in quite a spot, old friend.
'Cause we both know that you're not making that last podcast.
There he is.
It's good to see you again.
It's been a long time.
You're losing it, pal.
-I was here last week. -No.
Steven Frost was here last week.
Steven Frost with the aw-shucks grin
and the fancy fucking suit.
No. This time, you've come back as Diver.
You took his mother's life,
then you took his.
Didn't you?
To save your own skin.
Again.
Fuck you
and your goddamn loose ends.
Esther Krug and Daniel Miller,
they were almost happy.
It was right there in their grasp.
Just like you and Kelly.
Why are you the one who gets it all?
[gun cocks]
I have nothing left.
Go ahead.
Send me to Valhalla.
[Steven breathing heavily]
No. Fuck.
Fuck!
[sighs]
[groans]
[Steven sighs]
[Steven breathing heavily]
Come on, do it.
[clears throat] Do it.
Gil...
[inhales sharply]
Uh-uh.
No.
You don't get off that easy.
[exhales deeply]
All the blood on your hands, it's gonna stay there.
And I hope you burn for what you've done.
Yeah.
And what about you, Gil?
What about your part?
Me?
I gave my life in defense of the United States of America.
I am forgiven.
[gunshot]
[body thuds]
[breathing heavily]
[Steven] What is the measure of a man?
The quantity and grade of courage in his heart?
The sureness of his word?
The faith in his work and his fellows?
Well, by that standard,
Daniel was an extraordinary man.
He sacrificed his life for freedom.
Not the word, not the idea, but the absolute reality of it.
His actions and yours, who supported him,
saved millions from the jackboot of oppression.
Hell, he might've even saved NATO itself.
This honorable man with a crystalline...
...with a crystalline sense of duty.
He pursued the truth like no other.
But that's our calling, our vocation.
To pursue the truth, to safeguard it, to deliver it
pure and undiluted to the president.
Daniel...
[whispers] You all right?
Yeah.
I'm good, yeah.
[sighs] I'm sorry.
Sorry.
Daniel...
may the truth that you so nobly served...
set you free.
Thank you.
[Steven sniffles]
[sighs] Esther, I'm so sorry.
Thank you for your words, Steven.
I promise I will remember them.
Always.