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''As all involved run amok searching for clues to get a grasp on the situation they are caught in, their handlers back at base try to make sense of the sudden commotion.<br>
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''Now the [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mossad Mossad], [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Foreign_Intelligence_Service_%28Russia%29 Russia's SVR], [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ministry_of_State_Security_of_the_People%27s_Republic_of_China China's MSS] and even Switzerland's [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Strategic_Intelligence_Service FIS] are trailing their operatives.
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====ESPLANADE, AL MUKALLA, YEMEN====
 
  
[[Pierrot]] and [[Philippe]], are sipping tea on Al Mukalla's run down esplanade as the sun sets on the Arabian Sea. Pierrot stares out at the last fishing boats arriving as Philippe tries to reason with him.
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====U-3955====
  
-You thought we'd pull up the Holy Grail, fifty gold bars waiting for us in a trunk with a hook. For 70 years... Why not Bin Laden's body while you're at it.
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A minimal crew operates the speeding submarine as an eerie silence in only intermittently broken by Marie's music box which resonates throughout the compartments where men are lying down, eyes wide opened.
  
-That at least we could have gotten something for it.
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====BALTIC SEA, 3 NAUTICAL MILES EAST OF NEXØ, BORNHOLM ISLAND, MAY 7-8, 1945, NIGHT====
  
-Well, the coordinates they gave you were right.
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[[File:VonDornbuschBisSchoplin.png|thumb|right|480px|Bornholm Island Seabed Map]]
  
-That's why they were so right on. The fishermen must have plundered the wreck before. I shouldn't have waited all this time.
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After a 15 hour submerged journey at full steam from Fårö, the [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Submarine_snorkel snorkel] of U-3955 emerges 3 Nautical Miles off Nexø, on the still German controlled island of Bornholm, Denmark. The inflow of fresh oxygen revives the sleepy crew. The Navigator is first to peak through the periscope. The small town is ablaze and bombs keep falling from the sky.
  
-Anyways. Let's blow this joint. Fuck this place. I'm sick of it. No wine, no women.
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-Shit! I don't know what this is but it sure doesn't look like peace. Take a look Commander.
  
-Great... And what's your plan for diesel?
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The Commander grabs the periscope and orders the Radioman.
  
-Well, we still got the captain's box... and the mail trunk... and we have way enough fuel to reach Suez. There we can hook up with your friend, [[Mister John]]. For sure he'll find a buyer, no?
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-Radioman... Get High Command in Rønne. See what's happening. Whoever is on it, it doesn't look like they're only targeting the port. The whole town is on fire.
  
Pierrot snaps out of his blues.
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The Radioman starts setting rotors on the Enigma as the Commander approaches.
  
-Shit. I forgot about the [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suez_Canal canal's toll].
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-Forget about the code... Get them on the Radio.
  
====UNDERGROUND MONITORING ROOM, BERN====
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The Radioman scans the frequency dial.
  
Franz [[Meier]] and his Unit Chief stand behind a Technician as they scan through various video captures of cars and individuals from surveillance cameras across Switzerland. A facial recognition software establishes 7 matches for [[Uri]] Yatom. The last one being from the Buchs, St. Gallen train station. The Technician freezes the video on a image where Uri stares at the camera. On another screen, we see the back Giulietta captured in several tunnel on highway E43. The Technician points at the [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Timestamps timestamp].
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-This is U-3955, I repeat this is U-3955... requesting situation report on the port of Nexø.
  
-This is the last capture... less then 3 hours after the train station shot.
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The Radioman looks back at the Commander who's surrounded by the rest of the crew... Radio Silence...
  
The Unit Chief looks at Meier.
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-This is Rønne High Command. Identify yourself.
  
-So we have an intoxicated Russian that vanished and a good Samaritan Mossad operative playing hide and seek with us.
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The Commander grabs the mike.
  
Meier looks amused.
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-This is Commander XX of the Kriegsmarine. Requesting authorization to dock at Nexø. Out of fuel and supplies.
  
-An intoxicated Russian! Word from [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Herzliya Herzliya] is that he's gone AWOL!
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Long silence at the other end as the Commander looks at Eveliina who joined the group around him.
  
-They're playing us...
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-Negative. Nexø at risk of imminent attack.
  
-Could be, but I don't see what for.
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The Commander hands the mike back to the Radioman as he addresses the Navigator.
  
-Retaliation for stalling the pre-war accounts?
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-No shit imminent... What do you say Nav!
  
-Neah... they got what they wanted. Beside that came from New York, not Jerusalem.
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-I say we have no choice. We could sail submerged all the way to the main dock and evacuate between two waves of attack. We spread on the island an lay low until things settle down...
  
The Unit Chief looks back at Uri's expression staring at the camera.
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1WO who has been quietly listening to the conversation intervenes.
  
-Maybe he flashed on the Department of Justice girl.
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-This would mean an almost certain sinking or capture of the ship by the Soviets.
  
-She's a lesbian.
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-Yes but we'd all be safe and in still German controlled territory... responds the Commander as he grabs the mike again.
  
-Well... Maybe he doesn't know. Or maybe that's what turns him on... Do we know where she's at with [[Alexander|Nikitin]]?
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-This is U-3955 Commander XX, requesting to speak to the garrison’s commander.
  
-No, she's back at her office but nothing transpired yet.
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A fifteen minute silence is interrupted by a voice breaking over the sound of explosions.
  
-Well, let's keep on top of this thread... We'll worry about the Israelis later.
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-This is [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gerhard_von_Kamptz KZS von Kamptz], commander of Bornholm... We are holding the island against a Soviet attack while expecting a response from Allied command in Copenhagen at any moment... We have lost contact with Nexø's Kriegsmarine and DCA bases. Do you have a visual on the port and town of Nexø?
  
====FEDERAL DEPARTMENT OF JUSTICE, CARLA'S SUPERVISOR'S OFFICE====
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-Affirmative. The town is ablaze and several civilian ships are either burning of sunken in the port. Explosions seem to have slowed down over the past few minutes... Do you have an ETA on the British contingent?
  
[[Carla]] and a Legal Adviser sit across from their Supervisor's desk at the Department of Justice and Police. Carla is seeking an angle for her case as her Supervisor is trying to close it.
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-British or Americans... No... We were expecting a plane but our airstrips are all down so it will have to be a ship... In the morning I hope. What about the situation at sea? Our radar stations are all down...
  
-So we answer that the money vanished and that we have no idea where it went.
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-We can't give you our location on air but so far...
 
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-Well, this is what happened, and it's already much more than what they would have told us if we'd asked them.
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The Commander peaks at the Radarman who nods his head then he grabs the periscope while keeping the mike in his palm and rotates a 180.
 
 
-OK, and about ZIB (Zurich International Bank)?
 
 
 
-If they don't hold any prohibited accounts, they're cleared.
 
 
 
-And the Liechtenstein transit.
 
 
 
-OK... Send it to the Russians and let them worry about it. As far as we know, the funds were legally transferred from Switzerland to Liechtenstein. The rest is not our jurisdiction.
 
 
 
The Legal Adviser interjects.
 
 
 
-Unless the money was here when Moscow filed for Tax Fraud.
 
 
 
The Supervisor looks at his report then back at the Legal Adviser.
 
 
 
-Wasn't it Tax Evasion.
 
 
 
-Not any more. An addendum came in later on correcting their mistake.
 
 
 
Supervisor switches to Carla.
 
 
 
-When was the transfer recorded at ZIB?
 
 
 
Carla looks at her file.
 
  
-July 7th at 06:37 Central European Time.
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-... So far, nothing on the horizon...
  
-And the Addendum?
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====DOCKS, NEXØ PORT, MAY 8, 1945, EVENING====
  
Legal Adviser responds without even looking at his file.
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[[File:Nexo_Havn_1945.jpg|thumb|right|480px|Nexø Havn]]
  
-Issued at 8:12 Moscow Time and recorded in Bern at 7:15 CET when the Department opened.
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The fin of U-3955 emerges by a sunken passenger ship along the main dock in Nexø. Most of the town is burning and an eerie silence shrouds the port. The Commander and the Radioman followed by six seamen jump onto the dock's ladder and make their way up the hill to the Kriegsmarine's station which flag catches on fire as they reach the main entrance.
  
Carla gets restless.
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-HALT!
  
-They moved the money 25 minutes after the Addendum was issued... Someone tipped them off.
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The U-boat crew ducks as they hear the warning coming from the roof of a nearby building.
  
The Legal Adviser is affirmative.
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-Don't move, orders the Commander to his crew, before shouting back at the voice on the roof.
  
-Still, technically the issuing date, hour and minutes in this case, are valid.
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-This is Commander XX, we just docked our ship. Can I speak to you're CO?
  
Carla smirks.
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A minute later, a wounded German sailor walks out of the building using his gun as a crutch. The Commander walks up to help him out.
  
-So we got a case!
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-Where are the others.
  
The supervisor looks at both of his colleagues, flabbergasted.
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-I don't know, every one in my squadron is dead. The bombardments just stopped about an hour ago. They've been bombing us for over two days. I thought the war was over. What's going on?
  
====CONECTEKA OFFICE, HERZLIYA, ISRAEL====
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-I don't know. Have you seen any British or Americans?
  
Mossad agents [[Aaron]] Hanin and [[Zvi]] Dagan discusses the feasibility of cracking Alexander Nikitin's communications with [[Sefi]] and [[Arik]], two software specialists employed by Conecteka, a Mossad financed [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Instant_messaging instant messaging] start up company.
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-No, only planes coming from the East. Russians for sure... Do you have a doctor on board?
  
Sefi points at logs on his screen.
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-No, but we'll take care of you. Is there a place where we could take cover for the night? Food?
  
-We know he's sending very short coded SMS via cell phone and that he often gets online shortly after through various open or cracked WiFi connections. But from there, even when we manage to log in to one of his many laptops which are constantly zapped, we get nothing.
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-Maybe the church, just a few block south of the port. It's still standing.
  
Zvi looks at his printed notes.
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-What about the radio room? asks the commander.
  
-We picked up the sound of his and another voice once and no cell signal was emitting in the vicinity, so he's using some kind of of Internet phone or video conferencing software... Skype?
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The wounded sailor, points to the still smoking Kriegsmarine's station building.
  
Arik who's leaning on his chair at one end of the conference table intervenes.
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-In there, on the 2nd floor, I believe, but I've never been inside.
  
-Skype doesn't boot up properly in most of the Gulf countries. Could be a compatible derivative bypassing the government proxy. This would be a major pain to crack. If he's changing MAC address every-time he uses it, there is no way we could do anything. We'd need Skype sources codes to intercept...
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The commander orders the Radioman and 2 seamen to get into the Kriegsmarine station and and radio and establish contact with U-3955.
  
He turns towards Aaron who's staring out the window behind him, watching a C-130 Hercules taking off from Sde Dov Airport.
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====U-3955, PORT OF NEXØ====
  
[[File:C130.jpg|thumb|right|480px|C-130 Hercules]]
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Back inside the U-Boat, the Navigator, with both hand squeezing the Radioman's headset, repeats the incoming message to the 1WO.
  
-And that would be your department.
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-The Commander has ordered us to evacuate. We have to meet them at the church.
  
Zvi looks up from his notes.
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1WO looks perplex.
  
-But Nikitin's derivative app would also use those codes?
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-Abandoning the ship?
  
Arik acknowledges.
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-Yes, replies the Navigator after receiving confirmation at the other end...
  
-Yes, most likely...
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-ALERT! shouts the Radarman as he sees multiples dots appearing on his [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plan_position_indicator PPI screen].
  
Sefi pushes back his laptop.
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1WO runs to the Radarman's position and notices about a dozen advancing figures.
  
-What's Nikitin's military background?
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-Ships?
  
Aaron answers still staring out the window.
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-Yes. About 10 Nautical Miles East!
  
-Naval Intelligence.
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-Speed?
  
-Where was he based?
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The Radarman waits for a few wipes to refresh his screen and scribbles a few numbers on his pad...
  
-All over. Vladivostok, Sevastopol, Murmansk... We know he grew up in Tallinn. His father was a Russian ship engineer and his mother still lives in Estonia, in an upscale [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dacha#Elite Dacha].
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-30 knots!
  
Arik looks at Safi then at the two others.
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1WO looks at the Engineer who has just arrived from the engine room.
  
-That could be it.
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-The Russians are invading the island in 20 minutes! How long to sail out?
  
Aaron turns around as if he missed something.
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-At least 15 minutes, answers the Engineer. But we have barely enough diesel to sail out 10 NM.  
  
-What?
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-We have to evacuate now, continues the Navigator. They'll probably send a last wave of air-strikes before landing.
  
Zvi stands up folding his notes, looking at Aaron.
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-Close the hatches! Orders the 1WO to the Engineer.
 
-Tallinn... That's where the Skype code was written. Let's check Nikitin's possible connections to the original developers. University, High School, Sports team...
 
  
====FRANZISKA'S LIVING ROOM, BERN====
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-But what about the Commander? I could try a run to get him, argues the Navigator.
  
Carla is packing her gear and leaves a handwritten note on Franziska's fridge.
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-No Time. Arm the tubes.
  
WAS GREAT. THANKS FOR ALL. GOTTA GO. LOVE. C.
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====TORPEDO ROOM, U-3955====
  
====DOMODEDOVO INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT, MOSCOW====
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The Navigator wakes up Eveliina who is lying next to Marie in the torpedo room.
  
Carla is greeted by [[Max]] Tretiak, a [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hipster_(contemporary_subculture) hipster] in his late 20s and [[Mikhail]] Nabokov, a 50 something civil servant type, as she disembark a Swiss flight at [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Domodedovo_International_Airport Domodedovo Airport].
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-Eveliina. Wake up.
  
Max<br/>
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-What's going on?
(in perfect American accented English)<br/>
 
Ms. Xanthis... Welcome to Moscow. I am Max Tretiak from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and please let me introduce you to Mr. Nabokov from the Prosecutor General's Office.
 
  
Carla<br/>
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-You got to get out now... We're sailing out.
(smiling, extending her hand)<br/>
 
Very pleased to meet you both.
 
  
Mikhail<br/>
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-Why can't I stay on board...
First time in Russia?
 
  
Carla<br/>
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-I don't have time to explain. Give me the baby and climb me up this ladder. I'll pass him to you when you're outside.
Yes
 
  
Max<br/>
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Eveliina carefully grabs Marie and hand her to Navigator before climbing up to open hatch.
(inviting Carla to follow them)<br>
 
Well, the team is expecting you at 14:00 downtown. Would you like to drop by your hotel first or maybe get something to eat?
 
  
Carla<br/>
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====DECK, U-3955, PORT OR NEXØ====
I don't think I need to drop by the hotel but I'd accompany you guys to eat before the meeting.
 
  
Max<br/>
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As Eveliina exits from the forward hatch, the engines start roaring and the U-Boat starts moving, getting her to panic.
Great.
 
  
====LIMOUSINE - AIRPORT TO DOWNTOWN ROAD====
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-MARIE!
  
Carla sits on the back seat next to Michael as Max sits on the passenger seat next to the driver.
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At that moment, one of the Navigator's hand pops out of the hatch followed by Marie in the other.
  
Mikhail<br/>
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-Grab her an jump on the dock!
(pompous)<br/>
 
Do you like Caviar.
 
  
Carla<br/>
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Eveliina loses her balance as she grab Marie but reaches the dock's iron ladder, holding on with one hand as the U-Boat sails out. The Navigator shouts at her before closing the hatch.
(smiling)<br>
 
Yes, very much.
 
  
Mikhail<br/>
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-Go to the church...
We could take you to one of the finest Caviar House in Moscow.
 
  
Carla<br/>
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====RADIO ROOM, BURNING KRIEGSMARINE STATION, NEXØ====
That would be very nice, but you don't have to go through all this. Maybe later, once we'll be a little more advanced on the case.
 
  
Moment...
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Through a thick cloud of smoke, the Radioman adjusts the rotors on the station's Enigma before encrypting a message to the Rønne HQ.
  
Max<br/>
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-THIS IS NEXØ KRIEGSMARINE STATION. TOWN AND PORT ABLAZE. NO SURVIVORS. MORE THAN 12 SOVIET SHIPS 15 NM EAST. U-3955 OUT TO SLOW THEM DOWN. ABANDONING POST. OVER.
(turning towards her)<br>
 
I suppose you're still fairly busy with the [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/UBS#U.S._tax_evasion_controversy UBS-DOJ] case.
 
  
Carla<br/>
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====DOCKS, PORT OR NEXØ====
(Looking at the scenery)<br>
 
Not that much... Mind you... This was before my time.
 
  
Max<br/>
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Holding Marie with one hand and grabbing each bars one by one, Eveliina finally makes it to the deserted dock as she sees the fin of U-3955 disappearing into the sea. Buzzing over the horizon, the sound of an approaching squadron of [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ilyushin_Il-4 Ilyushin bombers] gets her to run for cover.
(enthusiastic)<br>
 
I was an intern in Washington at the turn of the millennium... Was a crazy time. Then they sent all us interns back following September 11th. I preferred New York City though.
 
  
Carla<br/>
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====PORT OR NEXØ====
(absent)<br>
 
Oh yeah... I was only there once... when I was seven.
 
  
Mikhail<br/>
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As the bombs start falling, the Commander makes his way back to the port and finds a panicked Eveliina holding Marie and ducking behind some crates.
(trying hard to be funny)<br>
 
Too young to enjoy nightlife.
 
  
Carla<br/>
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-What happen? They Left!
Yes... It was for my father's funeral.
 
  
Mikhail<br/>
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-I don't know... Nav just pushed us out as the ship was sailing out.
(swallowing)<br>
 
Sorry.
 
  
Carla<br/>
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The Commander climbs onto the crates to get a better view of the sea. He is taken aback when he sees the approaching Soviet fleet.
Not a problem. We weren't actually that close.
 
  
Moment...
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-Shit... They're preparing to land...
  
Carla (continuing)<br/>
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At the same moment, a huge explosion rocks the horizon as one of the Soviet ship bursts into flames...
Would you mind dropping me at my hotel before the meeting. I wouldn't mind freshening up.
 
  
====OUTSIDE THE BALTSCHUG KEMPINSKI HOTEL====
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-They went on a suicide mission... That's why they offloaded you...
  
Max and Mikhail wait in the car oustide the [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Baltschug Baltshug Kempinski Hotel]. Mikhail sips from a flask as Max flips stations on the radio.
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Eveliina kisses Marie on the forehead as she continues to shake and cry.
  
Mikhail<br/>
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====TORPEDO ROOM, U-3955====
(in Russian)<br/>
 
Wouldn't mind freshening her up myself.
 
  
Max<br/>
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The voice of 1WO resonates through the loud speaker.
(being wise)<br>
 
Mikhail... you're all talk and no action man... If you want to get a girl like this, you gotta be smart. You won't get her with bootleg Caviar which you couldn't even pay for and nightlife insinuations. Anyways... You're over the hill man.
 
  
Mikhail<br>
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-FIRE!
Yeah... Mr. New York... Anyways, I'll be spending the day with her... You're just our escort...
 
  
Max<br>
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As a the Mecanikaermaat, releases the firing clutch, Navigator looks at the others around him...
(stopping his search on a hip hop track)<br>
 
We'll see...
 
  
====CORNER OFFICE, 55th FLOOR, RUSSIAN MIDDLE-EASTERN BANK, DUBAI====
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-Last one! That's it.
  
[[Viktor]] is sitting at his brand new desk with his feet on his desk as a [[Fan]] Jing, an attractive 28 year old Chinese woman enters.
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====BALTIC SEA, 2 NM EAST OF NEXØ====
  
Fan<br/>
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U-3955's last torpedo hits a the side of a Soviet destroyer which bursts into flames as a series of depth charges explode simultaneously splashing water high up in the air.
(In English, smiling)<br/>
 
Good afternoon Mr. Viktor. My name is Fan Jing. I've been assigned to be your personal assistant... Welcome to Dubai... Did you have a good flight?
 
  
Viktor<br/>
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====PORT OF NEXØ====
(assessing Fan)<br/>
 
Yes, thank you. You speak Russian?
 
  
Fan<br/>
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The Commander, Eveliina and Marie make their way towards the inland as they duck to hide from Soviet aircraft flying over their heads.
(in Russian)<br/>
 
Yes, and Arabic... as well as English and Chinese obviously. I studied at the [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beijing_Foreign_Studies_University Beijing Foreign Studies Language University] before getting my Master's from LSE.
 
  
Viktor<br/>
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-You have to make it to the church... If they haven't bombed it yet. They might spare it... Says the Commander. I'm gonna get the rest of the crew before the ground troops...
(in English)<br/>
 
LSE?
 
  
Fan<br/>
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-That one? asks Eveliina as she points towards a Nexø Church's bell tower.
(in English)<br/>
 
[http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/London_School_of_Economics London School of Economics].
 
  
Viktor<br/>
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-It's gotta be it. I'll meet you there.
(in Russian, looking outside)<br/>
 
Wow... And you like it out here?
 
  
Fan<br/>
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====NEXØ====
It has slowed down in the past few years and many foreigners left. But I'm very happy to now be part of Mr. Nikitin's team. This city needs visionaries like him.
 
  
Viktor turns back towards Fan assessing her body.
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[[File:Il-2_attacking.jpg|thumb|right|480px|''Sturmovik'' Ilyushin Il-2]]
  
Fan<br/>
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Eveliina, holding Marie, start walking away from the Commander then freezes as she recognizes the strident sound of Ilyushin engines from afar. She scans the sky with her bare eyes then turns back and screams at the Commander to take cover as 3 ''Sturmovik'' aircraft start unloading their guns on their position. The Commander has just the time to turn towards the mother and child before he get's hit in the chest and collapses. A second later, the planes disappear into the horizon and Eveliina crawls towards him.
(getting ready to exit the office)<br/>
 
Well, if you need anything Mr. Viktor, I'll be glad to accommodate you. I will let you settle in now. I'll be right outside.
 
  
As Fan exits, Vicktor receives an SMS.
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Holding Marie in one hand, she desperately tries to get the wounded Commander back on his feet.
  
[XELA]<br/>
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-Grab my arm...
(written in Russian)<br/>
 
"SO?"
 
  
[KIV]<br/>
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As the Commander tries to stand holding Eveliina, he collapses again bringing them all to the ground. He utters a mixture of words and blood.
(written in Russian)<br/>
 
"NOT BAD ;)"
 
  
====BOARD ROOM, PROSECUTOR GENERAL'S OFFICE, MOSCOW====
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-You still have a good eye... But that's it for me I guess... Go before they come back...
  
Carla, Mikhail Nabokov and four other Russian officials sit around a long antique conference table inside the Prosecutor General's Office of the Russian Federation. The room is decorated with paintings ranging from Czarist to Revolutionary times.
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Eveliina, understanding that there is no hope for the Commander, places her free hand behind his neck to relieve his twisted neck. The Commander looks at Marie, then back at Eveliina. She smiles and cries at the same time then kisses the Commander on the forehead. Chocking on his blood, the Commander whispers his final words into Eveliina's ear.
  
Carla<br>
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-The gold... The gold...
(in English, formal)<br>
 
I'm here to convey my government's assurances that we are committed to enforce any duly executed requests from your government as we are to all governments we have diplomatic relations with.
 
  
DDD (Chief Prosecutor)<br>
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====NORTH  BEACH, NEXØ====
So why didn't you freeze Nikitin's account when the money there.
 
  
Carla<br>
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A first wave of of makeshift [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Landing_craft landing crafts] beach north of Nexø's port and scores of [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Naval_Infantry_%28Russia%29 Soviet Naval Infantrymen] jump out as their destroyers pound the deserted town from afar.
Obviously someone notified RPC's (Russian Pipeline Company) executives about your Office's request to amend the file's status.
 
  
EEE (Ministry of Justice)<br>
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====NEXØ KIRKE====
What status?
 
  
FFF (Assistant Prosecutor)<br>
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Amidst the heavy pounding, Eveliina and Marie finally reach the Church. When the front door closes behind them, the sound of bombs ceases immediately. Marie's eyes scout the peaceful atmosphere of the sober protestant church which contrasts with the noisy rubbles of the outside and the stuffy U-Boat where she spent the first fortnight of her life.
A technicality that wasn't included in the first request.
 
  
Carla<br>
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Relieved to be alive and safe, Eveliina sits on a church bench and cuddles Marie. She pulls the Music Box from her pocket and winds it as Marie stares at her.
As Mr. FFF mentioned, we differentiate Tax Evasion from Tax Fraud. The first as being a Civil offense and the latter as being a Criminal offense.
 
  
FFF<br>
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As the tiny wooden box resonates in the church, Eveliina hears footsteps next to the altar. She lies down on the bench trying to get Marie to keep quiet by whispering the ''The Swedish Rhapsody'' theme into her ear when someone calls her name.
(politely interjecting)<br>
 
I noted the mistake when DDD handed me the file to reiterate our request.
 
  
EEE<br>
+
-Eveliina? It's me, Radioman... Eveliina... Calls the Radioman who recognized the tune.
(to Carla)<br>
 
Do you understand that RPC's 2008 IPO was illegal as the company was still a property of the Russian Federation. (looking at Michael) Nabokov... Show us those statements your people prepared.
 
  
Mikhail passes the statements to Carla.
+
Eveliina peaks above the church benches and sees the Radioman walking down the aisle.
  
Carla<br>
+
-Hi... When did you get ashore? Did the boat come back? asks the Radioman.
(glancing at the statements)<br>
 
Our involvement is limited to enforcing your government's claim of Tax Fraud. Both the privatization of the company and its subsequent IPO were validated outside of our jurisdiction.
 
  
DDD<br>
+
-No, they left. I mean I don't know if they came back or what... The Navigator got us out as they were sailing away.
But all the money was transferred to Switzerland.
 
  
Carla<br>
+
-They went to strike the Soviet ships... I got a last message about an hour ago. I don't think they made it...
(continuing to read from a report)<br>
 
I believe that RPC was operating openly in Russia at that time. We never got a request concerning illegal transfers...
 
  
DDD<br>
+
-You mean... They're all dead? asks Eveliina.
So Nikitin has a mole in your department!
 
  
Carla<br>
+
-Probably... it was a suicide mission. Maybe the Commander shouldn't have left the boat to WO1. Have you seen them, the Commander and the other crewmen?
(handing out a document)<br>
 
The transfer occurred 25 minutes after the request was issued... from Moscow.... Our log shows that the message was only accessed at 7:15 Swiss time when the system was booted up... 62 minutes after it had been issued in Moscow... and 38 minutes after the money had been transferred out of Switzerland.
 
  
Silence. DDD and EEE look at each other, as GGG (FSB) intervenes.
+
Eveliina looks down...
  
GGG<br>
+
-He's dead... We got attacked by planes as he was trying to find you I guess...
We are not here to figure out where or how or even when the leaks occurred Ms... Xanthis. What's important for us... as it is important for your government... is security.  And Interior security is tied to External financial capabilities ... Nikitin is a threat to our country. You understand...
 
  
Carla<br>
+
The Radioman stares at a model boat hanging from the churches ceiling.
And I am here to reiterate our commitment to your government... But we need assurances from your end that our channels remain secure. We cannot prosecute effectively if the other party is constantly one step ahead...
 
  
GGG<br>
+
-Shit...Well, it's only us now...
We'll establish a new protocol... And my department will handle the channels.
 
  
Carla<br>
+
He strum Marie's cheek with the back of his fingers.
(looking at all)
 
As long as our correspondent is mandated by your judicial system...
 
  
GGG<br>
+
====NEXØ PORT====
It will...
 
  
Carla<br>
+
Soviet Naval Marines spread into platoons across the port and town.
(at GGG)
 
Then we will formally request that the funds are returned to Switzerland.
 
  
DDD<br>
+
====NEXØ KIRKE====
Then Russia!
 
  
Carla<br>
+
A stack of hay that has been laid down on the churches floor where Eveliina and the Radioman lie on either sides of Marie who has just fallen asleep.
Once the alleged crimes will have been prosecuted in Switzerland, we'll proceed to the next step.
 
  
====INTERIOR TRAMWAY CAR, OLD BERN / INTERIOR FEDERAL PALACE CAFÉ, BERN====
+
-I can't believe that they all died... The war was over... saids Eveliina as she caresses Marie's forehead.
  
Gunter, on board a tram, is on the phone with Meier, sitting at the Federal Palace's Café.
+
-After all this! We were so close... And the commander... I can't believe he's gone too, replies Radioman.
  
Gunter<br>
+
====NEXØ KIRKE, LATER====
So why are the Russians so insistent on us prosecuting Nikitin now that he's out of the country.
 
  
Meier<br>
+
The 3 are sleeping on the hay stack when 5 Russian Navy Marines erupt through the front door. Radioman stands up but is shot down when one of the Marines recognizes his German uniform. Eveliina covers Marie with her body and shouts in Swedish.
Fishy... If they wanted him out... He'd be out...
 
  
Gunter<br>
+
-Don't shoot us please, I have a baby.
And this [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ricin Ricin] affair... Any developments?
 
  
Meier<br>
+
The wounded Radioman raises his hands and begs the Russians to spare the woman and child in a mixture of German and Russian.
[http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Botulinum Botulinum]... No... When is Xanthis back?
 
  
Gunter<br>
+
-We're not armed. Don't shoot. Don't shoot.
Tomorrow morning
 
  
Meier<br>
+
The platoon's Petty Officer (PO) walks towards Radioman pointing his rifle at his head then strikes him on the head with back of his gun.
Well, keep me posted.
 
  
Gunter stares out the tram's window... at the Aare River below.
+
-Shut up, German fucker, saids the PO as Radioman collapses.
  
====EXTERIOR, INTERDISCIPLINARY CENTER, HERZLIYA====
+
The PO then grabs Eveliina's arms and notices Marie under her body.
  
Zvi waits on a bench outside a pavilion on the [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Interdisciplinary_Center IDC campus]. He seems busy texting on some Blackberry derivative as [[Gadi]] Oran walks to him.
+
-Little German rat! Come here, I'm gonna show you better.
  
Zvi<br>
+
The PO grabs her by the hair and she lets go of Marie as she's get dragged behind the altar.
We lost Uri.
 
  
Gadi<br>
+
-Don't touch her! Don't touch my baby... screams Eveliina as Marie starts crying.
(concerned)<br>
 
What do you mean lost!
 
  
Zvi<br>
+
-1&2, search the rest of the church! 2&3, keep and eye on the German! orders the PO to his men as he trows Eveliina to the ground then leans on top of her pulling her skirt and tearing her underwear.
Off the grid.
 
  
Gadi<br>
+
As Eveliina is being raped by the PO, one of the Russian Marines kneels down towards Marie to muffle the sound of her screams with his glove. He notices that the Radioman is still conscious, bleeding from gunshots in the leg as well as from a cut on his forehead.
Well, that's his job, no?
 
  
Zvi<br>
+
-Let's do him, saids Marine 3 (M3) to M4.
Still, I'm concerned. I don't know what happened. He's just gone AWOL. I'm more concerned about what could happen to him from the inside.
 
  
Gadi<br>
+
-Let him rot, answers M4 as he kick Radioman in the back.
How... What do you mean.
 
  
Zvi<br>
+
M1&2 come back from having searched the churches annexes.
Guys like Hanin... They're going a great distance to find him. We're launching a full operation around some other guy, basically as a smoke screen.<br>
 
(confidential)<br>
 
He hasn't been in touch with you?
 
  
Gadi<br>
+
-Noting... saids M1. PO's still at it?
Who... Hanin? I don't even know these guys...
 
  
Zvi<br>
+
At that moment, the PO stands up from behind the altar tightening his belt.
No, Uri.
 
  
Gadi<br>
+
-Good German pussy, he saids laughing before spitting on Eveliina as he keeps her down with his boot. I'm done. Anyone wants a taste of this before we move on?
Great... Now I've got you, out of all people, asking me to find Uri!
 
  
====ALEXANDER'S OFFICE, 60th FLOOR,  RUSSIAN MIDDLE-EASTERN BANK====
+
M3 stands up releasing Marie's mouth who continues crying even louder.
  
Viktor walks into Alexander's office. An empty floor with with a 360 degree view of Dubai. [[Alexander]] is laying masking tape on the floor.
+
-For sure PO!
  
Viktor<br/>
+
Eveliina screams from behind the altar as M3 walks pins her down.
Planning to take over the city, Sasha!
 
  
Alexander<br/>
+
-Don't hurt my baby... Please don't hurt her...
(surprised)<br/>
 
Viko!
 
  
The two men embrace.
+
Radioman gestures to his guard that he'll try to sooth the baby to quiet her down. M4, who's now alone next to Radioman while PO, M1 & M2 are by the altar peeking cheering as M3 rapes Eveliina, gestures back with his gun agreeing to the request. Radioman rolls towards Marie and notices the Music Box next to her. He kisses her on the forehead as he winds the wooden box. ''The Swedish Rhapsody'' resonates through the church in a surreal sound of war.
  
Alexander<br/>
+
====NEXØ KIRKE, NIGHT====
(looking at the lines of tape on the floor)<br/>
 
I told you, this is the new land of opportunities. They're going through their own [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Perestroika Perestroika]. And we're here to assist.
 
  
Alexander pours two glasses from a bottle of [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Russian_Standard_Vodka Russkiy Standart] on a makeshift table.
+
Badly bruised, Eveliina wakes up half naked behind the altar. Radioman is by her side holding sleeping Marie.
  
Alexander<br/>
+
-Is she ok? Utters Eveliina.
(drinking)<br/>
 
Na Zdorovie.
 
  
Viktor<br/>
+
-Yes... She fell asleep... Replies Radioman.
(drinking)<br/>
 
Na Zdorovie. So what's the set up.
 
  
Alexander<br/>
+
Eveliina tries to smile but her swollen lips prevents her from doing so.
(walking through the floor)<br/>
 
Desk, Ping Pong table, lounge... (pointing further) and washroom, kitchen... Operations are on 50 to 54. 55 as you know is management. Ground floor will be for limited customer service.
 
  
Viktor<br/>
+
-Thank you... Did they leaves?
And on 1 through 49?
 
  
Alexander<br/>
+
-Yes... They're gone. Don't worry...
Empty. Until we find use for it.
 
  
Viktor<br/>
+
-I want to go back home... I shouldn't have brought her into this...
Nice.
 
  
Alexander<br/>
+
-Soon... Soon.
I kept the core management in place. Mostly Indians. You're CFO and I suggest you bring a controller from home.
 
  
Viktor<br/>
+
The Radioman caresses Eveliina's head and she looks up seeing his bloody face.
And who's this Chinese girl.
 
  
Alexander<br/>
+
-They didn't miss you either...  
(smiling)<br/>
 
That's part of your signing bonus. She's been harassing me for a job since I got here. Seriously, she came highly recommended from our Shenzhen friends. Plus she speaks Russian.
 
  
====CARLA'S ROOM, BALTSCHUG KEMPINSKI HOTEL, MOSCOW====
+
Then, noticing his wounded leg.
  
Carla gets an SMS from Franzizka while sitting naked on her bed watching the news.
+
-Let me see.
  
MISSING YOUR SKIN<br>
+
-Don't worry... I think the bullets went through.
F
 
  
She drops the phone on the bed without replying and continues watching the news. She flips channels and laugh as she stops to watch a Russian comedy show entitled [http://ru.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D0%9F%D1%80%D0%BE%D0%B6%D0%B5%D0%BA%D1%82%D0%BE%D1%80%D0%BF%D0%B5%D1%80%D0%B8%D1%81%D1%85%D0%B8%D0%BB%D1%82%D0%BE%D0%BD ProjektorParisHilton].
+
-Still, you have to stop the bleeding.
  
The hotel phone rings. She picks up.
+
Eveliina stands up and grabs a cloth placed over the altar. She kneels next to Radioman, then carefully ties a tourniquet above his wounds.
  
Carla<br>
+
-It was too late for Commander...
(suspicious)<br>
 
Yes? Yes... Oh, Yes hi... Well... Thank you... (she looks at the time on her phone)... I was actually not thinking of going out as I have some work... Yes, at 7:30 I believe... (smiling) Ok then... Give me 10-15 minutes. I'll meet you in the lobby.
 
  
====EXTERIOR MOSCOW SIDEWALK====
+
-It was the first time you saw someone dying.
  
Max smiles as Carla walks out of the elevator. A doorman opens the front door as Max politely gestures Carla to move ahead.
+
-Yes... First time I saw someone dead...
  
-Sorry for my colleague... He's a relic from the [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brezhnev Brezhnev] era...
+
-Well, at least he was with you. Didn't die alone.
  
-Not a problem... I hope I was not too rude myself...
+
-I guess... Eveliina becomes pensive. Before he died... The commander uttered strange words. I mean. I didn't get why he saids this to me.
 
 
-Don't worry. He's back to his wife by now... Snoring off some home made Vodka...
 
 
 
They cross a bridge over the Moscow River onto Kremlevskaya Naberezhnaya. A '''Pedestrian''' discreetly follows them from less then 20 meters away.
 
 
 
Max points at the skyline.
 
 
 
-This obviously is the Kremlin and in front... that tall building back there, is where I work.
 
 
 
-So... What do you do at Foreign Affairs?
 
 
 
-A little of everything... You know, Russian people are kind of complex... (resigned) and complicated... and this "quality" is reflected in our government, in the way our system works... It's not streamlined like in America where everything is geared towards the consumer.
 
 
 
-Well, maybe that's as good.
 
  
 
-What?
 
-What?
  
-Not to be solely oriented towards the consumer.
+
-''The Gold''. ''The Gold''... He repeated twice, then closed his yes and never opened them again.
 
 
-Yeah... Anyways, we're used to it. What about your country?
 
 
 
-What... The people?
 
 
 
-Yes, us Russian view Switzerland as the ultimate example of efficiency and order.
 
 
 
-I guess... I don't know if I relate much to that model though.
 
 
 
Max gently grabs her back to guide her through a side street.
 
 
 
-You're from Greek origins right?
 
 
 
-Yeah... On my father's side. My mother was Swiss German.
 
 
 
-Was?
 
 
 
-Yeah she also passed when I was young.
 
 
 
-Oh... Sorry.
 
 
 
-Well... That's fate, I'm an orphan...
 
 
 
She looks up at a street sign an continues.
 
 
 
-But I can read the Greek alphabet... П/P-Р/R-О/O-С/S-П/P-Е/E-К/C-Т/T... Prospect street!
 
 
 
-Not bad... Actually prospect means street... Avenue.
 
 
 
[[File:MoscowCyclist.jpg|thumb|right|480px|Moscow by night]]
 
 
 
A cyclist shouts at them from the other side of the street.
 
 
 
-Красивый
 
 
 
Carla looks at him then back at Max.
 
 
 
-But for pronunciation, it's harder... What did he tell you?
 
 
 
-He saids ''Beautiful''
 
 
 
-I thought gay boys were not that open in Russia.
 
 
 
Max looks amused.
 
 
 
-Guess he was talking to you then.
 
 
 
Carla grabs Max's arm as they continue walking.
 
 
 
-What about this drink you lured me into!
 
 
 
====NIGHT, PROPAGANDA NIGHT CLUB, MOSCOW====
 
 
 
Max and Carla are quickly picked by the doorman as they get to a line in front of a nightclub.
 
 
 
Carla<br>
 
(teasing, as they get in)<br>
 
You got pull!
 
 
 
Max<br>
 
(boasting)<br>
 
They know I'm from the Ministry...
 
 
 
Carla<br>
 
(joking)<br>
 
And you bring many foreign girls here?
 
 
 
Max leads Carla to a seating section of the club. Scores of top models sit around shiny white sofas as a Hip Hop beat triggers  strobe lights on the dance floor.
 
 
 
A young waitress attends to them as soon as they sit.
 
 
 
Max<br>
 
(to Carla, loud)<br>
 
Champagne?
 
 
 
Carla<br>
 
(hesitating)<br>
 
I'd rather try a good Vodka...
 
 
 
Max<br>
 
(in Russian, to the Waitress)<br>
 
A bottle of ''Jewel of Russia Ultra''.
 
 
 
Carla<br>
 
(getting closer as the Waitress' leaves)<br>
 
So you didn't get to tell me what your job was at Foreign Affairs.
 
 
 
Max<br>
 
We've been working on this inter-agency case for months now... The Nikitin case. They've formed a team dedicated to taking him down and I've been assign to it by my department as a liaison officer... Although most of the time I feel more like an intern.
 
 
 
Carla<br>
 
And interns get to cut through club lines and sit in VIP sections?
 
 
 
Max<br>
 
(shy)<br>
 
My family has been in government for generations... That's how I got the Washington internship in the first place.
 
 
 
Carla<br>
 
And do you like it?
 
 
 
Max<br>
 
What?
 
 
 
Carla<br>
 
Your job!
 
 
 
Max<br>
 
Neah... Not really.
 
 
 
A '''NEW''' Waiter bring the Vodka and a two glasses. He serves Carla first as a curious '''By-Stander''' observes them the from a distance.
 
 
 
Waiter<br>
 
(in Russian, to Max as he pulls out his wallet)<br>
 
On the House.
 
 
 
Carla<br>
 
(raising her glass to Max)<br>
 
To internships!
 
 
 
====DANCE FLOOR, PROPAGANDA NIGHT CLUB, MOSCOW====
 
 
 
On the dance-floor, Max is stunned by Carla's intuitive and sensual moves... As guys and girls rub each other around them, the Waiter keeps serving them shots from their bottles and delivering them on the dance floor under the suspicious eye of the mysterious by-stander.
 
 
 
Carla gets intimate with a guy and a girl competing for contact with her body. As the girl eventually pulls Max back to his table, Carla remains on the dance floor getting closer and closer to the Russian Guy until they lead each other to men's room.
 
 
 
====MEN'S ROOM, PROPAGANDA NIGHT CLUB, MOSCOW====
 
 
 
Carla leans back on the wall on top of the toilet as the Russian Guy kisses her belly and starts zipping her pants down. Suddently, the mysterious by-stander/follower busts the door and [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taser tases] him down.
 
 
 
Carla is shocked as she recognizes [[Uri]] who grabs her arm to pull her out.
 
 
 
Carla<br>
 
(surprised, zipping her jeans back on)<br>
 
What are you doing?
 
 
 
====REAR ENTRANCE, PROPAGANDA NIGHT CLUB, MOSCOW====
 
 
 
They run out through the back door and cross a court yard leading to a side street.
 
 
 
Carla<br>
 
(starting to lose her balance)<br>
 
Where are we going...
 
 
 
Uri keeps looking back, concerned... He hails a taxi as they reach the main intersection just meters from the club's entrance.
 
 
 
====INTERIOR TAXI, STREETS, MOSCOW====
 
 
 
The taxi driver is staggered as Carla faints on the back seat. Uri quickly hands him a 5,000 Ruble bill for him to start the car as he closes the door.
 
 
 
Driver<br>
 
(in Russian)<br>
 
Where to?
 
 
 
Uri<br>
 
(in Russian, looking back towards the club)<br>
 
Just drive... Straight!
 
 
 
The driver accelerates.
 
 
 
====FRONT DOOR, PROPAGANDA NIGHT CLUB, MOSCOW====
 
 
 
The Waiter and Russian Guy run out of the club amidts comotion in the line up. As the Waiter pulls his cell and dials, the Russian Guy jumps on a parked Motorcycle and zooms out after the taxi.
 
 
 
====INTERIOR TAXI, STREETS, MOSCOW====
 
 
 
The taxi loses the motorcycle and reaches a busy intersection.
 
 
 
Uri<br>
 
(to the Driver)<br>
 
Turn here... let us down and continue.
 
 
 
Uri pulls Carla out of the taxi which takes off.
 
 
 
====EXTERIOR, STREETS, MOSCOW====
 
 
 
Uri pushes Carla into a doorway as the motorcycle passes right by them.
 
 
 
Carla<br>
 
(spaced out)<br>
 
What's going on? I can't really stay awake...
 
 
 
Uri<br>
 
(holding her up)<br>
 
They've spiked your drink.
 
 
 
Carla<br>
 
Shit... [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gamma-hydroxybutyrate GHB]?
 
 
 
Uri<br>
 
(peeking at the street)<br>
 
Don't know... but it looks like it worked...
 
 
 
Carla<br>
 
(embarrassed)<br>
 
I don't know what happened... Can you help me go back to my hotel.
 
 
 
Uri<br>
 
(pulling her back on the sidewalk)<br>
 
Not a good idea... Hold on to me...
 
 
 
====EXTERIOR, DAWN, TWO STAR HOTEL, MOSCOW====
 
 
 
Uri and Carla climb up the stairs of a modest hotel. Carla clings on to Uri as they get to the reception.
 
 
 
Uri<br>
 
(in Russian)<br>
 
You have a room?
 
 
 
The man at the reception desk looks skeptically at both of them.
 
 
 
Man at desk<br>
 
Passports.
 
 
 
Uri pulls a Czech Republic Passport from his inside pocket.
 
 
 
Man at desk<br>
 
(looking at the photo on Uri's passport)<br>
 
Czech... eh!<br>
 
(looking at Carla)<br>
 
And her?
 
 
 
Uri<br>
 
She doesn't have it with her. We just need to rest for a few hours.
 
 
 
Man at desk<br>
 
(with a grim)<br>
 
Rest... eh! Two thousand Rubles... Out by 11:00...
 
 
 
Uri pulls 2 bills of One thousand Rubles.
 
 
 
Man<br>
 
(handing the key)<br>
 
3rd floor. Bathroom on the floor.
 
 
 
====AARON'S APARTMENT, TEL AVIV / MOSSAD HQ, HERZLIYA====
 
 
 
Aaron is awaken by his mobile phone ringing.
 
 
 
Aaron<br/>
 
(answering, groggy)<br/>
 
Hanin!
 
 
 
Voice<br/>
 
There's been some commotion at a Disco in Moscow last night. Around the Swiss Prosecutor.
 
 
 
Aaron<br/>
 
And?
 
 
 
Voice<br/>
 
She was apparently extracted by a stranger.
 
 
 
Aaron<br/>
 
Yatom!
 
 
 
Voice<br/>
 
That's what we think.
 
 
 
====INTERIOR, TWO STAR HOTEL ROOM, MOSCOW====
 
 
 
The sun shines through the red curtain as Carla opens her eyes. Still in a daze, she looks around the unfamiliar room and sees her suitcase on a the vanity. She hears a continuous banging but can't figure out where the noise comes from.
 
 
 
She realizes that she is still dressed up as she stands to looks around for the bathroom. She finds her cell phone on top of her suitcase with its SIM card pulled out next to a hand written note.
 
 
 
STAY OFF THE GRID - URI
 
 
 
As the banging gets louder, she finally realizes that someone is knocking on the door and opens it to find a Maid and the front desk Man whom she doesn't seem to remember.
 
 
 
Man<br>
 
(in Russian, upset)<br>
 
It's already 2:00! We've been knocking for half an hour... What's wrong with you!
 
 
 
Carla<br>
 
(in English, holding her head)<br>
 
Sorry... I didn't wake up...
 
 
 
Man<br>
 
(in Russian... not understanding)<br>
 
You've got 15 minutes...Or we charge you another night!<br>
 
(in English, showing his watch)<br>
 
One-Five!
 
 
 
Carla<br>
 
(closing the door)<br>
 
Yes... Ok...
 
 
 
She gets back to the vanity, looks at herself in the mirror and folds the note in her pocket... puzzled.
 
 
 
====INTERIOR, SWISS FLIGHT 987, TARMAC, MOSCOW====
 
 
 
Carla places her [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/SIM_card SIM card] back in her cell.
 
 
 
Loads of [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/SMS SMS] and missed calls messages pop up.
 
 
 
Flight Attendant Announcement<br>
 
(in German)<br>
 
Ladies and Gentlemen, we are now ready for take off. Please make sure that your seat-belt is fasten and cell phone turned off. All electronic equipment shall now be turned off until we reach our cruising altitude. Thank you. (repeat message in English...)
 
 
 
Carla presses redial on Gunter's number as she hears the announcement.
 
 
 
Carla<br>
 
(quietly)<br>
 
Gunter!
 
 
 
Carla looks at the incoming attendant.
 
 
 
Carla (con't)<br>
 
It's a long story... I'm still in Moscow..
 
 
 
The flight attendant stops by Carla and waits impatiently...
 
 
 
Carla (con't)<br>
 
I'll see you in the morning... I'm all right... Thanks... Just tired...
 
 
 
====SANCTUARY NIGHTCLUB, ATLANTIS HOTEL, PALM JUMEIRAH, DUBAI====
 
 
 
Viktor and Fan are being escorted to a private section on the rooftop terrace of the Sanctuary Nightclub where Alexander is sitting with [[Najwa]] and four young Emiratis.
 
 
 
Viktor<br>
 
(to all as they reach the table, in Russian)<br>
 
Is this the coolest it gets!
 
 
 
Alexander<br>
 
(in English, standing up)<br>
 
Gentlemen, please let me introduce you our recently appointed CFO, Viktor X and his lovely assistant, Fan Jing.<br>
 
(turning to Viktor) Viktor, this is His Excellency Sheik 1, his brother Sheik 2 and... (looking at the two other Emirati men)...
 
 
 
Sheik 1<br>
 
(interjecting, to Viktor)<br>
 
This is Sheik 3, Dubai's Deputy Minister of Finance and Sheik 4, President of the Central Bank of the UAE... Welcome to Dubai.
 
 
 
Viktor and Fan greet all as they sit around the low lying table. Waiters light up extra [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hookah waterpipes] as Alexander pours vodka into everyone's glass.
 
 
 
Fan extends her hand to Najwa who sits next to her as the men engage in a parallel conversation.
 
 
 
Fan<br>
 
(in Arabic)<br>
 
Hi, I'm Fan. You must be Mr. Alexander's wife.
 
 
 
Najwa<br>
 
(in English)<br>
 
Just a friend... I'm Najwa, please to meet you and congratulation's on your new position.
 
 
 
Fan<br>
 
(in English)<br>
 
Thanks, this is really challenging and (looking at Alexander then Viktor) I really hope that I will meet Mr. Alexander's and Mr. Viktor's expectations.
 
 
 
Najwa<br>
 
I'm sure you will... Good luck anyways.
 
 
 
Fan sips from her glass but seems startled by the taste of straight vodka.
 
 
 
Najwa<br/>
 
(pouring [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red_Bull Red Bull] in Fan's vodka then into her's)<br/>
 
Try with this... Goes through more easily.
 
 
 
Fan<br>
 
(trying her drink again)<br/>
 
Better, thanks.... So I heard that you also speak Russian.
 
 
 
Najwa glances towards Viktor who doesn't react.
 
 
 
Fan (con't)<br>
 
Oh no... Mr. Viktor didn't tell me that, I heard from other people on the staff.
 
 
 
Najwa<br>
 
(amused)<br>
 
People talk about me at the office?
 
 
 
Fan<br>
 
(trying to defuse the situation)<br>
 
Oh... No... I guess I must be mistaken.
 
 
 
Najwa<br>
 
(confirming)<br>
 
No, you're not... I do speak Russian. I was born in Hungary. We were taught Russian from a very young age... Then they switched us to English.
 
 
 
Fan<br>
 
(finding an angle to befriend Najwa)<br>
 
Oh... Interesting... We had several professors from Hungary where I studied in Beijing. Hungary must be a very beautiful country.
 
 
 
Najwa<br>
 
Maybe... I didn't really like it.
 
 
 
Fan<br>
 
Oh, I'm sorry... Is your family still there
 
 
 
Najwa<br>
 
(dismissive)<br>
 
No...
 
 
 
Alexander puts his hand around Najwa's neck...
 
 
 
Alexander<br>
 
(to Fan)<br>
 
So Fan....
 
 
 
An waiter walks towards Sheik 1 to whisper in his ear as they look at four Eastern European escorts standing by.
 
 
 
Sheik 1<br>
 
(to Fan and Najwa)<br>
 
Would you ladies enjoy the company of some lady friends?
 
 
 
Before Fan could say anything, Najwa answers.
 
 
 
Najwa<br>
 
(sipping at her cocktail, not even looking at the escorts)<br>
 
I think we have enough Russian speakers at the table.
 
 
 
Sensing that Najwa's response might have offended the Sheiks, Viktor stands up and raises his glass.
 
 
 
Viktor<br>
 
To our host and to their kingdom.<br>
 
 
 
Alexander<br>
 
(Standing up, looking at the Sheiks)<br>
 
Nasdrovie...
 
 
 
All raise their glass and drink.
 
 
 
Najwa<br>
 
(Standing)<br>
 
I feel like dancing... (looking at Fan) You coming?
 
 
 
Fan glances towards Viktor, hesitating, before leaving the table with Najwa.
 
 
 
====144th FLOOR APARTMENT, BURJ KHALIFA BUILDING, DUBAI====
 
 
 
Najwa and Alexander are back at their apartment.
 
 
 
Najwa<br>
 
(walking out of the shower)<br>
 
Who's this Chinese girl you hooked up with Viko?
 
 
 
Alexander<br>
 
(flipping the news on the TV)<br>
 
Some girl with experience in banking... Plus she's Chinese and speaks like five other languages... She's nice. You like her?
 
 
 
Najwa<br>
 
(wiping her body with a towel)<br>
 
I don't know... Something about her...
 
 
 
Alexander<br>
 
You complain about Russian girls as being all whores, Western expats as being boring, Muslim girls as I don't know what... And now it's the fucking Chinese... Make an effort! You can't lock yourself up all day staring at the Gulf. Make new friends.
 
 
 
Najwa<br>
 
I don't look at the Gulf... I look at Iran.
 
 
 
She gets to him and slides naked in his arm.
 
 
 
Najwa<br>
 
Anyways, I don't need friends... You're enough for me.
 
 
 
Alexander<br>
 
(caressing her head)<br>
 
Once this bank is set up, we'll move somewhere better, like South-America... Argentina... I always wanted to go there.
 
 
 
Najwa<br>
 
(getting closer)<br>
 
Maybe...
 
 
 
====CONFERENCE ROOM, FEDERAL PALACE, BERN, SWITZERLAND====
 
 
 
[[File:SwissFederalPalace.jpg|thumb|right|480px|Swiss Federal Palace]]
 
 
 
''Meier along with the Director of the Swiss Federal Intelligence Service [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Strategic_Intelligence_Service (FIS)] are meeting with two Swiss Federal Councillors (Federal Department of Foreign Affairs FDFA & Federal Department of Justice and Police FDJP) to brief them about the alleged "assaults" on Carla Xanthis in Moscow and the possible intervention of a mysterious good Samaritan.''
 
 
 
FDFA Councillor<br/>
 
(handing a letter to the Director of the FIS)<br/>
 
This came in this morning directly from the Ambassador.
 
 
 
FIS Director<br/>
 
(noticing the heading of the Russian Embassy in Bern, looking at the FDJP Councillor and Meier)<br/>
 
Mr. Meier just briefed me about meeting this Ms. Xanthis informally last week.
 
 
 
FDJP Councillor<br/>
 
(inquisitive, looking at Meier)<br/>
 
What do mean informally!
 
 
 
Meier<br/>
 
She was introduced by a mutual friend, one of her colleagues. She claimed to have been approached by a man, who we believe to be Mossad, who in turn apparently warned her, Ms. Xanthis, about a potential treat on her life.
 
 
 
FDJP Councillor<br/>
 
And why wasn't this brought up to our department.
 
 
 
Meier<br/>
 
I believe she was afraid to lose the case she was working on.
 
 
 
FIS Director<br/>
 
(looking at Meier)<br/>
 
But you did suggest that she seek protection form the Cantonal police right!
 
 
 
Meier<br/>
 
Yes
 
 
 
FDFA Councillor<br/>
 
(trying to catch up)<br/>
 
So she was sent to Moscow without anyone being informed that she had been threatened?
 
 
 
Meier<br/>
 
We were basically following a thread, the Botulinum case, that she had lead us on to. I had no idea weather or not she had seek police protection.
 
 
 
FDFA Councillor<br/>
 
But you did know she was going to Moscow.
 
 
 
Meier<br/>
 
I was informed once she was there... Yesterday...
 
 
 
FDJP Councillor<br/>
 
And what about this mysterious Israeli Agent.
 
 
 
FIS Director<br/>
 
We're trying to get answers directly from Mossad but they seem have lost touch with him as well.
 
 
 
====YATOM FAMILY HOME, WEST-JERUSALEM====
 
 
 
Gadi knock on the door of a suburban home on the outskirts of Jerusalem.
 
  
UriMom opens the door.
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Radioman pulls up his leg with pain, then looks at Eveliina...
  
UriMom<br/>
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-What did you guys brought on the island? Did you notice if they stashed some boxes.
(surprised)<br/>
 
Gadi!
 
  
Gadi<br/>
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-No... We had nothing on our way in.... I would have noticed. The boat was so tiny... And we remained together throughout the journey...
(smiling)<br/>
 
Shalom Mrs. Yatom.
 
  
UriMom<br/>
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-This was my first patrol on a U-boat. I didn't know the Commander or any of the crew before. I think that the Navigator, the Engineer and him had done patrols on another ship before they got the Elektroboot. Whatever he meant, don't ever mention this to the Soviets or whoever interrogates you in the future... It'll will only bring you trouble.
Shalom Gadi... What brings you here (concerned) Anything bad? You have news from Uri?
 
  
Gadi<br/>
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Eveliina looks at Marie who turns around. Radioman pulls her blanket back up and stains it with his bloody hand as he notices the embroidered inscription.
No... Exactly... I was hoping you could help me...
 
  
UriMom<br/>
+
-Sorry...
(letting him in)<br/>
 
Well come in....
 
  
Gadi follows UriMom across the house and into the garden...
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-Don't worry.
  
Moments later, Gadi and UriMom are sitting in the garden, sipping on some limonade.
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-What does it mean?
  
Gadi<br/>
+
-Little Angel... My mother gave it to her.
I was hoping that you might know something?
 
  
UriMom<br/>
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At that moment, 3 Soviet Navy officers followed by Marines enter the church and are surprised to find the three civilians there. Not recognizing Radioman's Kriegsmarine uniform, they mistakenly take him for a wounded Danish national and order his evacuation to a field hospital. There, he is separated from Eveliina, unknowingly bringing along the secret about U-3955's treasure.
You know Uri has always kept to himself, ever-since he was a kid. After his father died, we moved here to live with my in-laws.  
 
  
Gadi<br/>
+
====EVACUATION====
When did you see him last.
 
  
UriMom<br/>
+
Although she claims to be a Finnish national and requests to remain in Denmark, the Soviet deport Eveliina and Marie to a facility in Koenigsberg where German military and some civilian are held before being sent to labour camps.
In November (+-3 months ago) for my step-mother's service.
 
  
Gadi<br/>
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====KOENIGSBERG====
And you haven't heard from him since?
 
  
UriMom<br/>
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''Soon after arriving in Koenigsberg, Eveliina is released because the Soviet can't hold her in an all male labour camp. Following its "liberation" by the Red Army, the city is in disarray and now prone to "ethnic cleansing". Eveliina wanders around the city and eventually tags along a convoy of Ethnic Germans heading West.
No... He told me he had some business in Europe. You know he was very close to his grand mother, closer then he ever was to me. Maybe he wanted to go back to his roots. She was from Italy. I think he was very sadden by her death... She was his last connection to his father...
 
  
====ALEXANDER'S OFFICE, 60th FLOOR, RUSSIAN MIDDLE-EASTERN BANK====
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====VISTULA SPIT, EAST-PRUSSIA- EVENING====
  
Alexander and Viktor sit around Alexander's ping pong table along with [[Marina]] Krilova, early 30s, the bank's new Controller and Head of Business Affairs.
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[[File:Flüchtlingstreck.jpg|thumb|right|480px|Ethnic German refugees on a westward trek]]
  
Marina<br>
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The sun is setting on the Vistula Spit. Eveliina is lagging behind the convoy of German refugees making its way across the peninsula. The wheels of the baby carriage squeak and sink into the sand as the '''Swedish Rhapsody''' continues to lull Marie. Exhausted and not able to catch up, Eveliina stops and kneels down holding onto the handlebar. The convoy disappears into the Western horizon. Marie, awaken and serene, stares at the [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Venus Evening Star] blinking out of focus in front of her.
(to both men)<br>
 
But I have absolutely no knowledge of local banking regulations.
 
  
Viktor<br>
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====ANTI-AIRCRAFT OBSERVATION TOWER, PORVOO, FINLAND, SUMMER 1944====
We deal directly with the Finance Minister and the President of the Central Bank.
 
  
Marina<br>
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In a small town East of Helsinki, Eveliina scans the sky with binoculars. At the bottom of the watch-tower stands [[Gunter]], a young German [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flak_corps Falkkorps] advisor who calls her name. Her co-[http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lotta_Sv%C3%A4rd Lotta Svärd] gives a complicit look at Eveliina.
Do we have a local lawyer on staff?
 
  
Alexander<br>
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-I'll be back in half an hour... Tell them I had girl's stuff to take care of if they ask, says Eveliina as she climbs down the wooden tower.
We kept one... I think he's Egyptian...
 
  
Viktor<br>
+
-Half an hour... He's fast your German... replies the Lotta as she grabs the binoculars.
(interjecting, to Marina)<br>
 
The locals don't work.
 
  
Marina<br>
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-Keep your eye in the air, says Eveliina as she disappears bellow the deck.
(exhaling and referring to the challenge)<br>
 
Well, give me a few days to understand how things work and who's who around here. If all goes well, we should be operational within weeks.
 
  
Alexander<br>
+
Eveliina embraces Gunter and the two walk hand in hand towards a nearby wood.
We need to be back on the grid by Monday at London's opening.
 
  
====BACK IN HERZLIYA====
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====WOOD, PORVOO, FINLAND, SUMMER 1944====
  
Aaron and two other Mossad Agents are fast forwarding through a series of video captures showing Marina walking across Dubai's Airport Main Hall; Sitting on the back bench of a Limousine; Checking in and finally walking into her hotel room, going straight to the off-screen bathroom where she remains.
+
A woodpecker carves a groove through the bark of a pine tree, 10 meters above Eveliina and Gunter making love on a soft bed of brownish needles. A vivid green caterpillar hangs on a silk tread, swinging through the gentle wind.
  
Mossad Agent 1<br>
+
-I wish we could stay like this forever, murmurs Eveliina, locked into Gunter's arms.
(proud, operating the laptop)<br>
 
We learned our lesson from the [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Assassination_of_Mahmoud_al-Mabhouh Mahmoud op]!
 
  
Marina walks out of the bathroom naked and shuts the lights as she gets in bed.
+
-Me too...
  
Mossad Agent 2<br>
+
-I will follow you to the end of the world...
Don't we have night-vision?
 
  
Aaron<br>
+
Gunter kisses her.
Well this is all good, but what we need data is from Nikitin's building. I'm not interested in jerking off over some Russian lawyer sleeping.
 
  
MA2<br>
+
-When the war is over, I'll come and get you, then we'll go together... to China...
What if we bring Nikitin into the bedroom.
 
  
Aaron<br>
+
-India...
You expect her to layout the whole scheme while he rides her? Plus he's busy with his Iranian girl. That's not gonna work.
 
  
====REEF MALL, AL MURAQQABAT, DUBAI====
+
-Indochina...
  
Fan walks out of a taxi and into the main entrance of a shopping mall where she blends into a sea of Asian shoppers. She stops in front of several low end clothing shops, purchases underwear then eventually settles down at a self service noodle shop. Still wearing her Gucci sunglasses, she places her red handbag on the table dropping her plastic shopping bag on the floor as she sits down.
+
-Argentina...
  
A short moment later, [[Shuibo]], a Chinese man in his 40s approaches the table next to hers and addresses two Filipina women.
+
-I love you.
  
Shuibo<br>
+
They make love again....
(in Mandarin, loud enough for Fan to hear)<br>
 
You're too obvious...
 
  
The two Filipina women look at each other ignoring him.
+
The sound of aircraft engines echoes through the trees and fills the silence between the woodpecker's knocks. In a panic, Eveliina grabs her underwear and buttons up her skirt.
  
Shuibo<br>
+
-Shit, they're coming!
(smiling at the women)<br>
 
I'll be in the changing room of the clothing store across. Meet me there in 5 minutes. No sooner.
 
  
A surveillance camera records a wide angle shot of Shuibo being dissed by the Filipinas as he walks away.
+
Gunter gently places his palm over her mouths and signals her to listen.
  
Fan pretends to look normal and grabs her phone from her bag to answer a call.
+
-Listen... Listen to the purring... like a panther... like a cat... [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/BMW_132 BWW 132]. German engineering... Close your eyes, shut down your ears, then open them from within... a whole new world will open up... inaccessible to most.
  
Fan<br>
+
Gunter slowly moves his fingers away and softly replaces them by his lips as the aircraft engines sound fades away and the caterpillar drops on them.
(in English, on the Phone)<br>
 
Najwa! Thanks for calling me back. Good... I was wondering what you were doing later on... I have these VIP passes for a new Gym in Dubai Marina... Yeah... I though maybe we you felt like joining me... Yeah... We could go for coffee after and hang around there... Great... I'll text you.
 
  
She hangs up and looks at her phone to see if 5 minutes have passed while discreetly glancing around. As she stands up to leave, one of the Filipinas waves at her.
+
====VISTULA SPIT, EAST-PRUSSIA, DAWN, MAY 25, 1945====
  
Filipina Lady<br>
+
A seagull lands by Marie's carriage who is staring at an [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aurora_%28astronomy%29 aurora] filling the northern sky. Her white damask blanket bearing the Finnish words '''Pikku Engeli''' is tightly wrapped around her. The music box has stopped playing and lies next to her pink cheeks.
(in Tagalog)<br>
 
You're forgetting your bag!
 
  
Fan doesn't understand but then sees her plastic bag and smiles back at the two young ladies.
+
Far away, silhouettes from a new convoy of refugees emerge from the Eastern horizons. No signs of Eveliina. The carriage stands alone on the sandy road.
  
Other Filipina Lady<br>
+
====NOTES====
(in Tagalog, to her friend)<br>
 
Forget it... She's also Chinese.
 
  
====CLOTHING STORE CHANGING ROOM, REEF MALL, AL MURAQQABAT, DUBAI====
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''Marie is raised in an orphanage on the Inner German Border near Lübeck.
  
Fan and Shuibo both occupy adjacent booths.
+
''Mention ties between Eveliina's father and the Nazi Regime.
  
Fan<br>
+
''Strengthen 1W0/Commander tensions... Soviet barbarism VS Morgenthau Plan
(across the curtain)<br>
 
I'm meeting her later this afternoon.  
 
  
Shuibo<br>
+
''Add writings from the Commander's War Diary.
We thought you should focus on the new Russian controller.
 
  
Fan<br>
+
''Hint of Gold in last Enigma transmission from Faro.
Can't get close to her. She doesn't like me.
 
  
Shuibo<br>
+
''Why was U-3955 loaded with gold? Who was in charge? What was the intended destination?
Already? How do you know that? She just arrived!
 
  
Fan<br>
+
''If U-3955 drifted from Danzig with a current of 30cm/s, it would have reached the Helsinki straight in 40 days (march26-may4). Normal currents are at 5cm/s. Strong currents are at 100cm/s.
Girls' stuff. You can't understand.
 
  
Shuibo<br>
+
''A saline pulse entering from the Atlantic Ocean though the Danish straights could have provoked an extraordinary deep current which would have run North-Eastward along the Baltic States coastline. No data on such pulses were collected (or has been preserved) between 1939 and 1945.
Well, we need access to Nikitin.
 
  
Fan<br>
+
''Besides the fears of mistreatment of German military personnel and civilians by the Soviets, one should raise the fear of implementation of the [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Morgenthau_Plan Morgenthau Plan] by the Brits and Americans.
The Arab woman and Viktor are his most trusted allies and probably his only confidants. Let me work on her and distance myself from Viktor so I don't blow my cover.
 
  
Shuibo<br>
+
''Marching deported Germans will care for Marie all the way to Lübeck where she will be raised as ''Ulla''...
I'll ask for two more weeks. But get me something to work with...
 
  
Fan<br>
+
''[http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wolf_children Wolf children]
I will... Don't worry. She's our bait.
 
  
Shuibo<br>
+
''During the seventies, Radioman reads an ad from The Red Cross' Information and Documentation Center in Munich that rings a bell:'' Found in a baby carriage on May 25, 1945, on a beach in Pomerania. In the baby carriage were a damask blanket with embroidered Finnish words '''Pikku enkeli''' (little angel) along with a Music Box playing '''The Swedish Rhapsody'''.
Well, you were supposed to be the bait.
 
  
Fan<br>
+
''He then tries to contact Marie through various means but learns that she has now vanished and is suspected to be part of the RAF's underground. He then starts broadcasting series of codes through a '''Number Station''' playing the '''The Swedish Rhapsody''' as an intro to try to get Marie's attention. The message never reaches Marie but will one day catch Jouni's attention when  she finds the Music Box when her mother's dies...''
(sarccastic)<br>
 
Results pay off in the long run. Out of all people, you should know this...
 
  
Shuibo<br>
 
(changing subject)<br>
 
Next time. Try to blend in a little more...
 
  
Fan<br>
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Well maybe we should hook up somewhere a little more classy then. Not like if that's what's missing in Dubai.
 
  
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U-3955

A minimal crew operates the speeding submarine as an eerie silence in only intermittently broken by Marie's music box which resonates throughout the compartments where men are lying down, eyes wide opened.

BALTIC SEA, 3 NAUTICAL MILES EAST OF NEXØ, BORNHOLM ISLAND, MAY 7-8, 1945, NIGHT

Bornholm Island Seabed Map

After a 15 hour submerged journey at full steam from Fårö, the snorkel of U-3955 emerges 3 Nautical Miles off Nexø, on the still German controlled island of Bornholm, Denmark. The inflow of fresh oxygen revives the sleepy crew. The Navigator is first to peak through the periscope. The small town is ablaze and bombs keep falling from the sky.

-Shit! I don't know what this is but it sure doesn't look like peace. Take a look Commander.

The Commander grabs the periscope and orders the Radioman.

-Radioman... Get High Command in Rønne. See what's happening. Whoever is on it, it doesn't look like they're only targeting the port. The whole town is on fire.

The Radioman starts setting rotors on the Enigma as the Commander approaches.

-Forget about the code... Get them on the Radio.

The Radioman scans the frequency dial.

-This is U-3955, I repeat this is U-3955... requesting situation report on the port of Nexø.

The Radioman looks back at the Commander who's surrounded by the rest of the crew... Radio Silence...

-This is Rønne High Command. Identify yourself.

The Commander grabs the mike.

-This is Commander XX of the Kriegsmarine. Requesting authorization to dock at Nexø. Out of fuel and supplies.

Long silence at the other end as the Commander looks at Eveliina who joined the group around him.

-Negative. Nexø at risk of imminent attack.

The Commander hands the mike back to the Radioman as he addresses the Navigator.

-No shit imminent... What do you say Nav!

-I say we have no choice. We could sail submerged all the way to the main dock and evacuate between two waves of attack. We spread on the island an lay low until things settle down...

1WO who has been quietly listening to the conversation intervenes.

-This would mean an almost certain sinking or capture of the ship by the Soviets.

-Yes but we'd all be safe and in still German controlled territory... responds the Commander as he grabs the mike again.

-This is U-3955 Commander XX, requesting to speak to the garrison’s commander.

A fifteen minute silence is interrupted by a voice breaking over the sound of explosions.

-This is KZS von Kamptz, commander of Bornholm... We are holding the island against a Soviet attack while expecting a response from Allied command in Copenhagen at any moment... We have lost contact with Nexø's Kriegsmarine and DCA bases. Do you have a visual on the port and town of Nexø?

-Affirmative. The town is ablaze and several civilian ships are either burning of sunken in the port. Explosions seem to have slowed down over the past few minutes... Do you have an ETA on the British contingent?

-British or Americans... No... We were expecting a plane but our airstrips are all down so it will have to be a ship... In the morning I hope. What about the situation at sea? Our radar stations are all down...

-We can't give you our location on air but so far...

The Commander peaks at the Radarman who nods his head then he grabs the periscope while keeping the mike in his palm and rotates a 180.

-... So far, nothing on the horizon...

DOCKS, NEXØ PORT, MAY 8, 1945, EVENING

Nexø Havn

The fin of U-3955 emerges by a sunken passenger ship along the main dock in Nexø. Most of the town is burning and an eerie silence shrouds the port. The Commander and the Radioman followed by six seamen jump onto the dock's ladder and make their way up the hill to the Kriegsmarine's station which flag catches on fire as they reach the main entrance.

-HALT!

The U-boat crew ducks as they hear the warning coming from the roof of a nearby building.

-Don't move, orders the Commander to his crew, before shouting back at the voice on the roof.

-This is Commander XX, we just docked our ship. Can I speak to you're CO?

A minute later, a wounded German sailor walks out of the building using his gun as a crutch. The Commander walks up to help him out.

-Where are the others.

-I don't know, every one in my squadron is dead. The bombardments just stopped about an hour ago. They've been bombing us for over two days. I thought the war was over. What's going on?

-I don't know. Have you seen any British or Americans?

-No, only planes coming from the East. Russians for sure... Do you have a doctor on board?

-No, but we'll take care of you. Is there a place where we could take cover for the night? Food?

-Maybe the church, just a few block south of the port. It's still standing.

-What about the radio room? asks the commander.

The wounded sailor, points to the still smoking Kriegsmarine's station building.

-In there, on the 2nd floor, I believe, but I've never been inside.

The commander orders the Radioman and 2 seamen to get into the Kriegsmarine station and and radio and establish contact with U-3955.

U-3955, PORT OF NEXØ

Back inside the U-Boat, the Navigator, with both hand squeezing the Radioman's headset, repeats the incoming message to the 1WO.

-The Commander has ordered us to evacuate. We have to meet them at the church.

1WO looks perplex.

-Abandoning the ship?

-Yes, replies the Navigator after receiving confirmation at the other end...

-ALERT! shouts the Radarman as he sees multiples dots appearing on his PPI screen.

1WO runs to the Radarman's position and notices about a dozen advancing figures.

-Ships?

-Yes. About 10 Nautical Miles East!

-Speed?

The Radarman waits for a few wipes to refresh his screen and scribbles a few numbers on his pad...

-30 knots!

1WO looks at the Engineer who has just arrived from the engine room.

-The Russians are invading the island in 20 minutes! How long to sail out?

-At least 15 minutes, answers the Engineer. But we have barely enough diesel to sail out 10 NM.

-We have to evacuate now, continues the Navigator. They'll probably send a last wave of air-strikes before landing.

-Close the hatches! Orders the 1WO to the Engineer.

-But what about the Commander? I could try a run to get him, argues the Navigator.

-No Time. Arm the tubes.

TORPEDO ROOM, U-3955

The Navigator wakes up Eveliina who is lying next to Marie in the torpedo room.

-Eveliina. Wake up.

-What's going on?

-You got to get out now... We're sailing out.

-Why can't I stay on board...

-I don't have time to explain. Give me the baby and climb me up this ladder. I'll pass him to you when you're outside.

Eveliina carefully grabs Marie and hand her to Navigator before climbing up to open hatch.

DECK, U-3955, PORT OR NEXØ

As Eveliina exits from the forward hatch, the engines start roaring and the U-Boat starts moving, getting her to panic.

-MARIE!

At that moment, one of the Navigator's hand pops out of the hatch followed by Marie in the other.

-Grab her an jump on the dock!

Eveliina loses her balance as she grab Marie but reaches the dock's iron ladder, holding on with one hand as the U-Boat sails out. The Navigator shouts at her before closing the hatch.

-Go to the church...

RADIO ROOM, BURNING KRIEGSMARINE STATION, NEXØ

Through a thick cloud of smoke, the Radioman adjusts the rotors on the station's Enigma before encrypting a message to the Rønne HQ.

-THIS IS NEXØ KRIEGSMARINE STATION. TOWN AND PORT ABLAZE. NO SURVIVORS. MORE THAN 12 SOVIET SHIPS 15 NM EAST. U-3955 OUT TO SLOW THEM DOWN. ABANDONING POST. OVER.

DOCKS, PORT OR NEXØ

Holding Marie with one hand and grabbing each bars one by one, Eveliina finally makes it to the deserted dock as she sees the fin of U-3955 disappearing into the sea. Buzzing over the horizon, the sound of an approaching squadron of Ilyushin bombers gets her to run for cover.

PORT OR NEXØ

As the bombs start falling, the Commander makes his way back to the port and finds a panicked Eveliina holding Marie and ducking behind some crates.

-What happen? They Left!

-I don't know... Nav just pushed us out as the ship was sailing out.

The Commander climbs onto the crates to get a better view of the sea. He is taken aback when he sees the approaching Soviet fleet.

-Shit... They're preparing to land...

At the same moment, a huge explosion rocks the horizon as one of the Soviet ship bursts into flames...

-They went on a suicide mission... That's why they offloaded you...

Eveliina kisses Marie on the forehead as she continues to shake and cry.

TORPEDO ROOM, U-3955

The voice of 1WO resonates through the loud speaker.

-FIRE!

As a the Mecanikaermaat, releases the firing clutch, Navigator looks at the others around him...

-Last one! That's it.

BALTIC SEA, 2 NM EAST OF NEXØ

U-3955's last torpedo hits a the side of a Soviet destroyer which bursts into flames as a series of depth charges explode simultaneously splashing water high up in the air.

PORT OF NEXØ

The Commander, Eveliina and Marie make their way towards the inland as they duck to hide from Soviet aircraft flying over their heads.

-You have to make it to the church... If they haven't bombed it yet. They might spare it... Says the Commander. I'm gonna get the rest of the crew before the ground troops...

-That one? asks Eveliina as she points towards a Nexø Church's bell tower.

-It's gotta be it. I'll meet you there.

NEXØ

Sturmovik Ilyushin Il-2

Eveliina, holding Marie, start walking away from the Commander then freezes as she recognizes the strident sound of Ilyushin engines from afar. She scans the sky with her bare eyes then turns back and screams at the Commander to take cover as 3 Sturmovik aircraft start unloading their guns on their position. The Commander has just the time to turn towards the mother and child before he get's hit in the chest and collapses. A second later, the planes disappear into the horizon and Eveliina crawls towards him.

Holding Marie in one hand, she desperately tries to get the wounded Commander back on his feet.

-Grab my arm...

As the Commander tries to stand holding Eveliina, he collapses again bringing them all to the ground. He utters a mixture of words and blood.

-You still have a good eye... But that's it for me I guess... Go before they come back...

Eveliina, understanding that there is no hope for the Commander, places her free hand behind his neck to relieve his twisted neck. The Commander looks at Marie, then back at Eveliina. She smiles and cries at the same time then kisses the Commander on the forehead. Chocking on his blood, the Commander whispers his final words into Eveliina's ear.

-The gold... The gold...

NORTH BEACH, NEXØ

A first wave of of makeshift landing crafts beach north of Nexø's port and scores of Soviet Naval Infantrymen jump out as their destroyers pound the deserted town from afar.

NEXØ KIRKE

Amidst the heavy pounding, Eveliina and Marie finally reach the Church. When the front door closes behind them, the sound of bombs ceases immediately. Marie's eyes scout the peaceful atmosphere of the sober protestant church which contrasts with the noisy rubbles of the outside and the stuffy U-Boat where she spent the first fortnight of her life.

Relieved to be alive and safe, Eveliina sits on a church bench and cuddles Marie. She pulls the Music Box from her pocket and winds it as Marie stares at her.

As the tiny wooden box resonates in the church, Eveliina hears footsteps next to the altar. She lies down on the bench trying to get Marie to keep quiet by whispering the The Swedish Rhapsody theme into her ear when someone calls her name.

-Eveliina? It's me, Radioman... Eveliina... Calls the Radioman who recognized the tune.

Eveliina peaks above the church benches and sees the Radioman walking down the aisle.

-Hi... When did you get ashore? Did the boat come back? asks the Radioman.

-No, they left. I mean I don't know if they came back or what... The Navigator got us out as they were sailing away.

-They went to strike the Soviet ships... I got a last message about an hour ago. I don't think they made it...

-You mean... They're all dead? asks Eveliina.

-Probably... it was a suicide mission. Maybe the Commander shouldn't have left the boat to WO1. Have you seen them, the Commander and the other crewmen?

Eveliina looks down...

-He's dead... We got attacked by planes as he was trying to find you I guess...

The Radioman stares at a model boat hanging from the churches ceiling.

-Shit...Well, it's only us now...

He strum Marie's cheek with the back of his fingers.

NEXØ PORT

Soviet Naval Marines spread into platoons across the port and town.

NEXØ KIRKE

A stack of hay that has been laid down on the churches floor where Eveliina and the Radioman lie on either sides of Marie who has just fallen asleep.

-I can't believe that they all died... The war was over... saids Eveliina as she caresses Marie's forehead.

-After all this! We were so close... And the commander... I can't believe he's gone too, replies Radioman.

NEXØ KIRKE, LATER

The 3 are sleeping on the hay stack when 5 Russian Navy Marines erupt through the front door. Radioman stands up but is shot down when one of the Marines recognizes his German uniform. Eveliina covers Marie with her body and shouts in Swedish.

-Don't shoot us please, I have a baby.

The wounded Radioman raises his hands and begs the Russians to spare the woman and child in a mixture of German and Russian.

-We're not armed. Don't shoot. Don't shoot.

The platoon's Petty Officer (PO) walks towards Radioman pointing his rifle at his head then strikes him on the head with back of his gun.

-Shut up, German fucker, saids the PO as Radioman collapses.

The PO then grabs Eveliina's arms and notices Marie under her body.

-Little German rat! Come here, I'm gonna show you better.

The PO grabs her by the hair and she lets go of Marie as she's get dragged behind the altar.

-Don't touch her! Don't touch my baby... screams Eveliina as Marie starts crying.

-1&2, search the rest of the church! 2&3, keep and eye on the German! orders the PO to his men as he trows Eveliina to the ground then leans on top of her pulling her skirt and tearing her underwear.

As Eveliina is being raped by the PO, one of the Russian Marines kneels down towards Marie to muffle the sound of her screams with his glove. He notices that the Radioman is still conscious, bleeding from gunshots in the leg as well as from a cut on his forehead.

-Let's do him, saids Marine 3 (M3) to M4.

-Let him rot, answers M4 as he kick Radioman in the back.

M1&2 come back from having searched the churches annexes.

-Noting... saids M1. PO's still at it?

At that moment, the PO stands up from behind the altar tightening his belt.

-Good German pussy, he saids laughing before spitting on Eveliina as he keeps her down with his boot. I'm done. Anyone wants a taste of this before we move on?

M3 stands up releasing Marie's mouth who continues crying even louder.

-For sure PO!

Eveliina screams from behind the altar as M3 walks pins her down.

-Don't hurt my baby... Please don't hurt her...

Radioman gestures to his guard that he'll try to sooth the baby to quiet her down. M4, who's now alone next to Radioman while PO, M1 & M2 are by the altar peeking cheering as M3 rapes Eveliina, gestures back with his gun agreeing to the request. Radioman rolls towards Marie and notices the Music Box next to her. He kisses her on the forehead as he winds the wooden box. The Swedish Rhapsody resonates through the church in a surreal sound of war.

NEXØ KIRKE, NIGHT

Badly bruised, Eveliina wakes up half naked behind the altar. Radioman is by her side holding sleeping Marie.

-Is she ok? Utters Eveliina.

-Yes... She fell asleep... Replies Radioman.

Eveliina tries to smile but her swollen lips prevents her from doing so.

-Thank you... Did they leaves?

-Yes... They're gone. Don't worry...

-I want to go back home... I shouldn't have brought her into this...

-Soon... Soon.

The Radioman caresses Eveliina's head and she looks up seeing his bloody face.

-They didn't miss you either...

Then, noticing his wounded leg.

-Let me see.

-Don't worry... I think the bullets went through.

-Still, you have to stop the bleeding.

Eveliina stands up and grabs a cloth placed over the altar. She kneels next to Radioman, then carefully ties a tourniquet above his wounds.

-It was too late for Commander...

-It was the first time you saw someone dying.

-Yes... First time I saw someone dead...

-Well, at least he was with you. Didn't die alone.

-I guess... Eveliina becomes pensive. Before he died... The commander uttered strange words. I mean. I didn't get why he saids this to me.

-What?

-The Gold. The Gold... He repeated twice, then closed his yes and never opened them again.

Radioman pulls up his leg with pain, then looks at Eveliina...

-What did you guys brought on the island? Did you notice if they stashed some boxes.

-No... We had nothing on our way in.... I would have noticed. The boat was so tiny... And we remained together throughout the journey...

-This was my first patrol on a U-boat. I didn't know the Commander or any of the crew before. I think that the Navigator, the Engineer and him had done patrols on another ship before they got the Elektroboot. Whatever he meant, don't ever mention this to the Soviets or whoever interrogates you in the future... It'll will only bring you trouble.

Eveliina looks at Marie who turns around. Radioman pulls her blanket back up and stains it with his bloody hand as he notices the embroidered inscription.

-Sorry...

-Don't worry.

-What does it mean?

-Little Angel... My mother gave it to her.

At that moment, 3 Soviet Navy officers followed by Marines enter the church and are surprised to find the three civilians there. Not recognizing Radioman's Kriegsmarine uniform, they mistakenly take him for a wounded Danish national and order his evacuation to a field hospital. There, he is separated from Eveliina, unknowingly bringing along the secret about U-3955's treasure.

EVACUATION

Although she claims to be a Finnish national and requests to remain in Denmark, the Soviet deport Eveliina and Marie to a facility in Koenigsberg where German military and some civilian are held before being sent to labour camps.

KOENIGSBERG

Soon after arriving in Koenigsberg, Eveliina is released because the Soviet can't hold her in an all male labour camp. Following its "liberation" by the Red Army, the city is in disarray and now prone to "ethnic cleansing". Eveliina wanders around the city and eventually tags along a convoy of Ethnic Germans heading West.

VISTULA SPIT, EAST-PRUSSIA- EVENING

Ethnic German refugees on a westward trek

The sun is setting on the Vistula Spit. Eveliina is lagging behind the convoy of German refugees making its way across the peninsula. The wheels of the baby carriage squeak and sink into the sand as the Swedish Rhapsody continues to lull Marie. Exhausted and not able to catch up, Eveliina stops and kneels down holding onto the handlebar. The convoy disappears into the Western horizon. Marie, awaken and serene, stares at the Evening Star blinking out of focus in front of her.

ANTI-AIRCRAFT OBSERVATION TOWER, PORVOO, FINLAND, SUMMER 1944

In a small town East of Helsinki, Eveliina scans the sky with binoculars. At the bottom of the watch-tower stands Gunter, a young German Falkkorps advisor who calls her name. Her co-Lotta Svärd gives a complicit look at Eveliina.

-I'll be back in half an hour... Tell them I had girl's stuff to take care of if they ask, says Eveliina as she climbs down the wooden tower.

-Half an hour... He's fast your German... replies the Lotta as she grabs the binoculars.

-Keep your eye in the air, says Eveliina as she disappears bellow the deck.

Eveliina embraces Gunter and the two walk hand in hand towards a nearby wood.

WOOD, PORVOO, FINLAND, SUMMER 1944

A woodpecker carves a groove through the bark of a pine tree, 10 meters above Eveliina and Gunter making love on a soft bed of brownish needles. A vivid green caterpillar hangs on a silk tread, swinging through the gentle wind.

-I wish we could stay like this forever, murmurs Eveliina, locked into Gunter's arms.

-Me too...

-I will follow you to the end of the world...

Gunter kisses her.

-When the war is over, I'll come and get you, then we'll go together... to China...

-India...

-Indochina...

-Argentina...

-I love you.

They make love again....

The sound of aircraft engines echoes through the trees and fills the silence between the woodpecker's knocks. In a panic, Eveliina grabs her underwear and buttons up her skirt.

-Shit, they're coming!

Gunter gently places his palm over her mouths and signals her to listen.

-Listen... Listen to the purring... like a panther... like a cat... BWW 132. German engineering... Close your eyes, shut down your ears, then open them from within... a whole new world will open up... inaccessible to most.

Gunter slowly moves his fingers away and softly replaces them by his lips as the aircraft engines sound fades away and the caterpillar drops on them.

VISTULA SPIT, EAST-PRUSSIA, DAWN, MAY 25, 1945

A seagull lands by Marie's carriage who is staring at an aurora filling the northern sky. Her white damask blanket bearing the Finnish words Pikku Engeli is tightly wrapped around her. The music box has stopped playing and lies next to her pink cheeks.

Far away, silhouettes from a new convoy of refugees emerge from the Eastern horizons. No signs of Eveliina. The carriage stands alone on the sandy road.

NOTES

Marie is raised in an orphanage on the Inner German Border near Lübeck.

Mention ties between Eveliina's father and the Nazi Regime.

Strengthen 1W0/Commander tensions... Soviet barbarism VS Morgenthau Plan

Add writings from the Commander's War Diary.

Hint of Gold in last Enigma transmission from Faro.

Why was U-3955 loaded with gold? Who was in charge? What was the intended destination?

If U-3955 drifted from Danzig with a current of 30cm/s, it would have reached the Helsinki straight in 40 days (march26-may4). Normal currents are at 5cm/s. Strong currents are at 100cm/s.

A saline pulse entering from the Atlantic Ocean though the Danish straights could have provoked an extraordinary deep current which would have run North-Eastward along the Baltic States coastline. No data on such pulses were collected (or has been preserved) between 1939 and 1945.

Besides the fears of mistreatment of German military personnel and civilians by the Soviets, one should raise the fear of implementation of the Morgenthau Plan by the Brits and Americans.

Marching deported Germans will care for Marie all the way to Lübeck where she will be raised as Ulla...

Wolf children

During the seventies, Radioman reads an ad from The Red Cross' Information and Documentation Center in Munich that rings a bell: Found in a baby carriage on May 25, 1945, on a beach in Pomerania. In the baby carriage were a damask blanket with embroidered Finnish words Pikku enkeli (little angel) along with a Music Box playing The Swedish Rhapsody.

He then tries to contact Marie through various means but learns that she has now vanished and is suspected to be part of the RAF's underground. He then starts broadcasting series of codes through a Number Station playing the The Swedish Rhapsody as an intro to try to get Marie's attention. The message never reaches Marie but will one day catch Jouni's attention when she finds the Music Box when her mother's dies...


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