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'''OUTLINE'''
 
'''OUTLINE'''
  
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''[[Carla]] Xanthis, a Swiss prosecutor investigating the banking transactions of a Russian pipeline company, is the target of a failed assassination attempt as she leaves her old Bern home for work. Oblivious to what happened, she is secretly contacted by [[Uri]] Yatom, the renegade [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mossad Mossad] [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Katsa Katsa] who saved her life.
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''Spring of 1945: [[Eveliina]], pregnant from a German Wehrmacht Air Defence advisor, is now an outcast in her home country. In hopes of finding her lost lover, she sets sail on a journey with her new born daughter, hopping from a fishing trawler to a drifting U-Boat along the Hansa route leading her from Helsinki to Koenigsberg from where she is finally evacuated along thousands of ethic Germans expelled from Soviet controlled Prussia.
  
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''Back in the Middle East, [[Alexander]] the [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Business_oligarch Russian Oligarch] who heads the pipeline company, transfers his operations to Dubai where he purchases a bank. He moves to the Emirate with his key staff and [[Najwa]], his Palestinian/Iranian girlfriend.
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''[[Eveliina]] is delivering her baby daughter as the radio announces that the German Army has retreated to Norway, having [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scorched_earth Scorched earth] Northern Finland on its way, leaving a desolated land behind. Amidst the celebrations that follow, Eveliina is being pressured by her bourgeois [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Swedish-speaking_Finns Swedish speaking] family not to divulge the identity of the baby's father, to avoid tarnishing its business' reputation and revealing ties to the Nazi regime. Not wanting to bear such a burden on her daughter and yearning to find her lover, she seeks a way to reach Soviet controlled Estonia, hoping to make her way West from there. Only experienced fishermen can navigate the dangerous waters along the "mine net" laid between Helsinki and Tallinn. Eveliina boards an Estonian fishing trawler at night.
  
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''The plot thickens as the characters involved cross reference transactions and individuals.
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[[Jaffa Citrus|<< PREVIOUS EPISODE]] - [[The Hansa Way|NEXT EPISODE >>]]
  
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====DAY, GULF OF ADEN, ARABIAN SEA====
 
  
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[[File:GulfOfAden.jpg|thumb|right|320px|Gulf of Aden]]
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====EVELIINA'S ROOM, VILLA ENSI, HELSINKI, 25 APRIL 1945====
  
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Aboard a small rusted trawler, three men use a crane to raise a something from the bottom of the sea. One of them, which seams to be the leader, talks in a Southern France accent as the cable winds through his hand.
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The low lying Nordic sun radiates through the sparsely furnished room overlooking the Baltic Sea. Villa Ensi was initially built as a maternity but has since been transformed into a residence by the owner's daughter. A section still hosts pregnant women in need. [[Alma]], a Nurse gently pulls a baby girl from of her mother's womb. As no one else is around to cut the umbilical cord, she asks [[Eveliina]] to hold her dripping newborn while she gets the scissors placed on a side table next to a notepad. Eveliina Ahlström weeps a mixture of joy and sadness as Alma cuts the cord then wipes the baby before gently laying it on her chest and exiting the the room.
  
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-Slowly... Slowly...
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====LOBBY, VILLA ENSI, HELSINKI, 25 APRIL 1945====
  
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A diver emerges out of the water holding on to the cable and removes his mouthpiece.
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Through the open door of an adjacent room, a maid stands by the radio as the newsman announces that the last German soldier has just crossed the Norwegian border. The short war against Germany has left desolation throughout Northern Finland and the Finnish Army will now concentrate its resources on the Eastern front to block any Russian invasion attempt.
  
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-10 meters guys...
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Alma walks down to the main staircase to find a middle aged couple standing in the lobby.
  
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A rusted trunk pops out in a net and is raised on deck. The diver removes his gear as he is being helped onboard, then walks up to the leader addressing with in the same Southern France accent.
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-Mr. and Mrs. Ahlström? asks Alma.
  
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-So... Gold bars!
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-Yes, anxiously replies Eveliina's mother.
  
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The leader looks at him perplex as he tilts the trunk on its side.
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-It's a girl!
  
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-One thing we know it's that this thing is sealed!
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-Is she healthy? asks the father bluntly.
  
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He notices an embossed logo on the front of the trunk.
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-Yes, both the baby and the mother are fine. You can come in now, replies Alma, smiling.
  
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-G.V.I.R.? What's that... A crown?
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The mother looks at the father who holds her back.
  
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-Nice... The Queen's jewels!
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-We have to go. Please give her this, and this for you, replies the father as he hands an envelope and a couple of 1000 [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Finnish_markka Markka] notes to Alma.
  
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The leader addresses the other two crewmen in English.
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The mother then pulls a folded damask blanket and hands it to Alma.
  
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-Get me the crow bar.
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-Here, for the baby.
  
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He pops the lid off the trunk to find stacks of letters inside as the diver looks astonished.
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The couple exits the building and passes between two statues, one of a mother and child, the other of a man embracing a woman, before stepping into a chauffeured Mercedes Benz.
  
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-Shit... The mail!
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====EVELIINA'S ROOM, VILLA ENSI, HELSINKI, 25 APRIL 1945====
  
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====MORNING, JUNKERNGASSE STREET, BERN, SWITZERLAND====
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Alma walks back into the room holding the envelope.
  
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[[File:BernBike.jpg|thumb|right|320px|Bern]]
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-So? asks Eveliina.
  
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[[Carla]] Xanthis, 35, a Swiss federal prosecutor, unlocks her bicycle just outside her apartment and starts riding when a stocky 40 year old pedestrian crosses the street towards her. As the two are about to collide, another cyclist, [[Uri]] Yatom, 33, storms from behind Carla and purposely runs into the pedestrian who then falls on the pavement, dropping his umbrella. As Carla stops, Uri maneuvers back towards the fallen pedestrian, picks up the umbrella and zooms down the Bubenbergrain passage leading to the Aare river. Before Carla or other passers-by could get to the fallen pedestrian to assist him, a silver Mercedes sedan cuts them off to pick him up and continues its course as the man in the passenger seat, [[Boris]], exits the car to run after Uri. Carla and the other passers-by stare at each other in disbelief before continuing their journeys.
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-They left...
  
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====BUBENBERGRAIN PASSAGE, BERN====
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Eveliina holds her baby tight and stares out the window.
  
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Uri continues his rocky ride down the outdoor stairway when he sees the silver Mercedes stopping at the bottom. As he hears the steps of the man following him getting closer, he dismounts his bike and hides behind and entrance still holding the umbrella. A mobile phone rings and Boris answers as he continues running down.
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-Hypocrites!
  
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====INTERIOR SILVER MERCEDES, AARSTRASSE, BERN====
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Alma places the envelope on the night table and unfolds the white damask blanket on which two words are embroidered; '''Pikku enkeli''', little angel. She then wraps the baby in it.
  
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The Mercedes' driver, [[Dimitri]], 38, shouts in Russian into his phone as he looks up the stairs and sees Boris running into Uri.
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Eveliina looks at the inscription with sorrow then grabs the envelope on the night table to find a stack of 1000 Markka notes.
  
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-Look out... On your left!
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-You are sure that you don't want to think about it some more? asks alma.
  
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====BUBENBERGRAIN PASSAGE, BERN====
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-Yes, I'm sure, replies Eveliina as she puts the envelope back on the table. [[Marie]], Marie Grass. That's her name.
  
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Boris reacts to the warning a split second before Uri extends his leg to trip him. After dropping his phone and falling down several steps, he jumps back on his feet and reaches for his gun. Uri runs towards him and strikes him on the chest with the tip of the umbrella then kicks him under the chin. Boris drops unconscious.
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-Ms. Staudinger's told me that you could stay here for a few days if you want... says Alma as she grabs the notepad and writes down the baby's name on the birth certificate. You should rest now.
  
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====INTERIOR/EXTERIOR SILVER MERCEDES, AARSTRASSE, BERN====
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====PUB, SOMPASAARI DOCKS, HELSINKI, A WEEK LATER====
  
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Dimitri looks at the injured pedestrian on the back seat.
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The pub is crowded with fishermen, sailors and dockers drinking and discussing the outcome of the war, and its implication for their livelihoods. In the back of the pub, the only woman there attracts attention as she talks to a young man, siting at her table.
  
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-Shit, he struck Boris! Get in front!
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-With the baby? asks the seaman.
  
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He then exits the car and runs up the stairs.
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-Yes, replies Eveliina holding Marie tightly wrapped in her white damask blanket.
  
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====BUBENBERGRAIN PASSAGE, BERN====
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-I don't know. I was told one passenger. Didn't know you would be a woman... With a baby.
  
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A large group of school children walk down from the top of the stairs blocking the way. Uri jumps over a side wall and starts running through inner courts and garden. Dimitri cuts through a side alley and runs on a parallel path but is slowed down by multiple dead ends. Dimitri catches glimpses of Uri then lose him again several times as the chase continues.
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-I'll pay double.
  
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====EXTERIOR/EXTERIOR MATTENLIFT ELEVATOR, BERN====
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The young man is taken aback by the directness of this woman, even younger than him.
  
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Uri jumps a last wall and runs across a parking lot towards a couple entering an [http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mattenlift outside elevator] leading back to the old city. He gets in just before the glass doors close and sees Dimitri arriving at the scene as the elevator climbs rapidly.
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-Ok I guess... So meet us a the end of the dock at midnight. Be discreet. One luggage only... and the baby...
  
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The silver Mercedes reaches the parking lot as Uri continues his escape.
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-Thank you... thank you so much.
  
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====OPENING CREDIT SEQUENCE====
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====HELSINKI ARCHIPELAGO, 3-4 MAY 1945, NIGHT====
  
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A replay of the opening scene through various city surveillance cameras which extends to Uri crossing the Kirchenfeld bridge aboard a black Alfa Romeo Giulietta.
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A fishing trawler sails away from Helsinki. The Baltic Sea is eerily quiet on this third day following the announcement of Hitler's death.
  
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====MORNING, INTERIOR, DEPARTMENT OF JUSTICE AND POLICE, BERN====
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====ESTONIAN FISHING TRAWLER, BALTIC SEA, 4 MAY 1945, NIGHT====
  
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Carla gets to her office late to pick up documents. A young female Assistant is busy gathering into a rolling briefcase. Carla pops her laptop on and notices that she's late.
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Eveliina winds a music box playing [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Swedish_Rhapsody_No._1 The Swedish Rhapsody] to little Marie's ear as they share a narrow berth in a corner of the main cabin where other crewmen are resting.
  
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-Shit... the train leaves in 12 minutes.
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As Marie falls asleep and the music stops, one of the seamen, the one who she met in the pub, turns towards her and whispers.
  
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-Making sure all the subpoenas are there. Gunter Feurer called to say he'll meet you in the restaurant wagon. He tried your mobile but he couldn't reach you.
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-Good night.
  
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Carla rapidly scans through her filled inbox.
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-Good night to you too, answers Eveliina. How long until we reach Estonia?
  
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-Yes, I got caught up in a bike accident.
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-About six more hours. We could go faster but because of the mines...
  
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-You're OK?
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Eveliina, caresses her daughter's face and pulls up her blanket trying to fall asleep amidst the whirring of the boat engine.
  
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Carla shuts down her laptop.
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====ESTONIAN FISHING TRAWLER, BALTIC SEA, 20 NAUTICAL MILES FROM TALLINN, 4 MAY 1945, DAWN====
  
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-Yeah, I wasn't really involved... It's like this guy came out of nowhere to save me from crashing into a wandering pedestrian, then stole his umbrella and disappeared down the Bubenbergrain!
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A fisherman, alone on deck, scouts the foggy horizon, as the boat navigates on a fine line between two rows of mines. Hearing voices mixed to the sound of the diesel engine and of the water hitting the hull, he looks towards the cabin to make sure he isn't being called but the trawler's captain is dozing off at the helm and there are no other souls on deck. Hearing more calls, he is befuddled when a surfaced submarine appears through the fog, meters away on port side from his slowly sailing trawler. On its deck, several sailors call him in German, and in what sounds like various Baltic languages.
  
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-Who's umbrella?
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Confused, the fisherman takes a few seconds to realize that the U-boat is not in a firing position, then replies to the German sailors telling them to hold on as he calls his captain twice before he could wake him up. Hearing the commotion, Eveliina climbs on deck holding baby Marie in her arms. The two other fishermen are now also on decks trowing ropes at the U-boat as more German seamen pop out through the submarine's fin side door.
  
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Carla seems perplex as her Assistant closes her briefcase.
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[[File:Uboot_Type_XXI_Layout.jpg|thumb|right|480px|U-Boot Type XXI layout]]
  
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-The man's crossing the street I guess. He got picked up by a car and also vanished...
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The captain of the Estonian trawler is baffled when the very young [[Commander]] of the U-boat jumps on his rusty fishing boat, followed by two of his unarmed men.
  
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The Assistant is more preoccupied by the departing train than by the incident.
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-Are you the captain? asks the German Kriegsmarine's Commander.
  
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-Wow! You're sure you're OK? 9 minutes!
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-Euh... Yes, replies the Estonian fisherman in German with a thick accent.
  
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====AFTERNOON, BERNER OBERLAND/URI, SWITZERLAND====
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-We need Diesel. We can pay you.
  
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Uri drives his black Giulietta through several trans-alpine tunnels into Switzerland's heartland.
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The Estonian fisherman looks at his crew which have gathered around him.
  
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====EXTERIOR/INTERIOR, SERVICE AREA, URI, SWITZERLAND====
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-Do you understand what they want? he asks his 3 men crew in Estonian.
  
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[[File:1000px-Flag_of_Canton_of_Uri.png|thumb|right|320px|Flag of Canton of Uri]]
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They all reply that they don't as Eveliina walks up to them still carrying Marie.
  
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As he reaches a highway service area, Uri parks and waits in his car until he notices the flashing headlights from a car parked on the opposite side of the highway. He picks up the stolen umbrella and crosses the austere pedestrian tunnel where he notices the emblem of the Canton of Uri, a cow's head with a buckle through the nostrils.
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-They want to buy Diesel... They're willing to pay, claims Eveliina.
  
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====SELF SERVICE RESTAURANT, SERVICE AREA, URI, SWITZERLAND====
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All men turn towards the mother and baby.
  
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Uri picks up a tray and gets in line next to [[Aaron]] Hanin, a bulky man in his late 40s, at the self service food counter.
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The Estonian then looks at the 75 meters [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Type_XXI_submarine Type XXI Elektroboote].
  
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Aaron<br/>
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-Diesel! I don't know... How much do they need?
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(in Hebrew)<br/>
 
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What the fuck are you doing here?
 
  
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Uri<br/>
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Eveliina translates in German then in Finnish from now on.
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(showing the umbrella)<br/>
 
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The target was about to hit the woman. Probably with [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ricin ricin].
 
  
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Aaron<br/>
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-Enough to reach passed the Russian lines. Maybe 10 tons.
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(looking at the umbrella's open tip)<br/>
 
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What target!!! First it's not our business what goes on in this country, then it's especially none of your business. Who the fuck told you to get on these Russians' case!
 
  
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The cook looks at them from across the counter.
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-10 tons! Our tank only holds two, and we're probably half empty.
  
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Uri<br/>
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-You can buy some from the Russians in Tallinn, not us.
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(in German, to the cook)<br/>
 
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One sausage with gratin please.
 
  
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Aaron<br/>
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The Estonian fisherman hesitates...
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(in English, to the cook)<br/>
 
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What's in the sausage.
 
  
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Cook<br/>
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-From the Russians... It's risky.
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Veal!
 
  
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Aaron<br/>
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-We can pay you...
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OK, give me two.
 
  
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Cook<br/>
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The German Commander pulls a 1kg gold bar bearing an engraved Swastika from his pocket.
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With gratin?
 
  
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Aaron<br/>
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-This one now, for your reserve... and one more per ton you bring back.
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Is there cheese in it?
 
  
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Cook<br/>
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====DECK, U-3955====
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No. Potatoes, butter and cream.
 
  
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Aaron<br/>
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The [[First Watch Officer (1WO)]], a young men not much older than 20, stands at the top of the fin's tower and observes the transaction through binoculars.
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(annoyed)<br/>
 
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Just the sausages...
 
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(to Uri)<br/>
 
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Since when have you been in Europe anyways. Aren't you supposed to be in China?
 
  
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Uri<br/>
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====DOCKS, TALLINN, NIGHT====
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Well I had some personal issues to deal with here and I bumped into these guys by accident...
 
  
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Aaron<br/>
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The docks are barely lit by a single lamp post on this chilly Spring night. With its lights down, a Soviet Army truck slowly drives by the docked Estonian trawler. The Estonian captain and two of his crewmen apprehensively walk across the truck's path. The driver flashes the head beams twice and stops. The three fishermen walk up to the truck.
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(mad)<br/>
 
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By accident!
 
  
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Uri<br/>
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-Let's move, says the driver in Estonian.
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(to Aaron as they sit at a table with their trays)<br/>
 
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I just picked up the umbrella and left, not to leave evidences.
 
  
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Aaron<br/>
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-How many you got? asks the captain.
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But you left Russian hit-man unconscious on the streets of Bern!
 
  
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Uri<br/>
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-20 barrels.
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(surprised)<br>
 
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They left him there?
 
  
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Aaron<br/>
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-Ok, that will do, replies the captain, figuring out the maths as he answers. Can you pull back by my boat.
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An ambulance was already on its way when the others reached him.
 
  
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Uri<br/>
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-No, replies the driver nervously. Let's do it here right now. You have the money?
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Did they find out about the toxin at the hospital.
 
  
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Aaron<br/>
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-Better, the captain pulls the gold bar and hands it to the driver. That's five times the value.
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Not yet, but the Swiss police got a good description of your car... That's how we tracked you down... Get rid of it and report back home within 48 hours.
 
  
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====INTERIOR, PEDESTRIAN TUNNEL, SERVICE AREA , URI====
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The driver inspects the Swastika bullion as the two other fishermen pull up the tail tarp and start rolling down the drums out of the truck.
  
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After crossing back the pedestrian tunnel to reach his car, Uri stops by the service area's shop to buy cigarettes and picks up an Uri flag crested cap which he wears with amusement.
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====NAVIGATION TABLE, INTERIOR U-3955, 5 MAY 1945, EARLY MORNING====
  
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Uri<br/>
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[[File:AtlasDerBodenbeschaffenheitdesMeeres.png|thumb|right|480px|Baltic Seabed Atlas]]
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(in English, smiling to the cashier)<br/>
 
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Do I look good?
 
  
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Cashier<br/>
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The U-boat [[Commander]], the [[Engineer]] and [[Navigator]], all in their early 20s, are drawing radius with compasses on a map of the Baltic sea as the Estonian captain accompanied by Eveliina and Marie stand by. Marie starts crying as heavy metallic noises emanate from the pressurized hull. Eveliina plays the music box's Swedish Rhapsody to soothe her.
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(in German , not understanding)<br/>
 
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Nein. Deutsche.
 
  
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====AFTERNOON, HIGHWAY, UNDERWALD, SWITZERLAND====
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-20 times 0.1341 ton, that's 2682 kg... With what's left in the tank, it's barely 3 tons, says the Engineer.
  
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A surveillance camera records Uri's car driving through a tunnel.
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-We won't make it passed [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gotland Gotland], replies the Navigator looking at the map.
  
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====DUSK, EXTERIOR/INTERIOR, ZURICH INTERCONTINENTAL BANK AG, SWITZERLAND====
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The U-boat Commander looks at the Estonian, then at Eveliina still singing to Marie's ear.
  
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A surveillance camera records Carla Xanthis and [[Gunter]] Feurer, a 50 something auditor from the Swiss Department of Finances, as they enter the building of the Zurich Intercontinental Bank AG along with a dozen Federal Police officers. They show a search warrant to the security agents as the police officers quickly bypass the gates and infiltrate the building.
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-You're sure he can't get more, asks the Commander?
  
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====INTERIOR, CEO'S OFFICE, ZURICH INTERCONTINENTAL BANK AG====
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Eveliina translates.
  
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As the bank's CEO, [[Julius]] Widmer early 50s, is being warned about the intrusion by a panicked employee, Carla and Gunter enter his office.
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-No, he will already have to account for the missing 20, says the Estonian to Eveliina. That's all we can do... Can you ask him to bring us back up now?
  
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Gunter<br>
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Before Eveliina could even translate a message pops from the [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Enigma_machine Enigma machine]. All heads turns towards the [[Radioman]]. 1WO walks to him and picks up the transcribed message and reads:
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(addressing the CEO)<br>
 
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Julius Widmer?
 
  
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Julius<br>
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-From OKW, Flensburg: ALL SHIPS ARE TO CEASE FIRE EFFECTIVE IMMEDIATELY AND MAKE THEIR WAY TO THE NEAREST ALLIED FORCES PORT FLYING A BLACK FLAG.
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(hostile)<br>
 
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Yes.
 
  
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Gunter<br>
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-That means we can't even surrender to the Swedes. Our only hope is to make it past Fehmarn, replies the Commander...
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(holding the search warrant)<br>
 
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We have a warrant from the Department of Justice to search this building. We also have orders to shut down all communications and seize all mobile devices.
 
  
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Julius<br>
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Suddenly, the Watchman stops his rotation of the periscope and shouts.
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(aggressive)<br>
 
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Show me this order.
 
  
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Carla<br>
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-Commander! A four engine bomber is flying low at 11 o'clock.
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(handing the order)<br>
 
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Carla Xanthis, Department of Justice
 
  
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====INTERIOR, ZURICH INTERCONTINENTAL BANK AG====
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-That's the third one this morning. They're is no way we can resurface before sunset, says the Commander.
  
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Staff on all floors of the bank are quickly ordered to cease using their computers and to surrender their phones and mobile devices as IT specialists take over the bank's servers and cut the building's Internet access. Walking through the bank's luxurious corridors amidst stunned employees, Gunter is lead to the archives where plainclothes police officers seize boxes of documents.
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-If that trawler stands still all day, it'll attract attention. The Soviets will dispatch a Corvette. We have to move on, says 1WO.
  
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====EXTERIOR, ZURICH INTERCONTINENTAL BANK AG====
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Eveliina who understood the conversation, thus the implications for her, Marie and the Estonian captain, becomes the center of attention.
  
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As police officers search employees exiting the bank, Carla is on the phone with her superior explaining that they might need several days to find what they're looking for and that letting the CEO go might jeopardize the case that she's building.
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-What's going on, asks the Estonian.
  
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She stare at the flow of well dressed pedestrians and commutors on their way home from work.
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-I don't mind continuing with you, says Eveliina to the Germans ignoring the Estonian...
  
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====INTERIOR, CEO'S OFFICE, ZURICH INTERCONTINENTAL BANK AG====
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-What about him, asks the Engineer.
  
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As she questions the very evasive CEO, she gets a call back from her office informing her request for an arrest warrant has been declined.
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All heads turn towards the Estonian who looks confused.
  
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Julius<br>
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====BALTIC SEA, 20 NAUTICAL MILES FROM TALLINN====
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(looking out the window)<br>
 
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What is this mascarade.
 
  
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Carla<br>
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A tiny black inflatable raft unfolds as it reaches the surface followed by the Estonian captain who pops out of the water like a fishing quark wearing a [http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tauchretter Tauchretter]. He climbs onto the raft, sinks into it and stares at 3 gold bars which he pulls from his pocket before starting to row towards his trawler half a NM away.
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We have solid evidence showing steady transfers occurring from your transit. The Russian government is ...
 
  
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Julius<br>
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====COMMAND POST, U-3955, MORNING====
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Fuck the Russians... You can't suspend the operations of a whole bank because you are investigating one account. Don't you see the damage this causes us... (mad) Not only us... (gesturing outside) All of us!
 
  
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Carla<br>
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-5 fathom down, 220 degrees WSW, 90 percent speed, shouts the 1WO to the Crew as the Watchman pulls down the periscope.
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It's the only way we have to act diligently.
 
  
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Julius<br>
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-Welcome aboard ladies, says the Commander as he looks at Eveliina holding Marie bearing a smile.
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(walking the room nervously)<br>
 
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I can't believe this... I got to make a phone call to Bern.
 
  
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Carla<br>
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-Thank you Captain.
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Please go ahead... We have to remain in your office though...
 
  
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Julius<br>
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-Commander... corrects the Commander.
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(through his mobile phone)<br>
 
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Roland! Julius... Not good. A team from the Department of Justice stormed into the bank just now. No, not a joke. Can you talk to someone and see what the fuck is going on... (looking outside) Yes, like 10 police cars parked downstairs blocking the door... Call me on my cell. The bank's lines are down!
 
  
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====144th FLOOR APARTMENT, BURJ KHALIFA, DUBAI, UAE====
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==== TORPEDO ROOM, U-3955====
  
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[[File:BurjKhalifa.jpg|thumb|right|320px|The Burj Khalifa]]
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The numbing sound of transformers echoes through the U-boat's hull. Eveliina sits by Marie on a lower berth in the torpedo room. The Commander walks to them and kneels down.
  
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On the 144th floor of the [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Burj_Khalifa Burj Khalifa], [[Najwa]], a 28 year old Palestinian/Iranian fiction writer, contemplates the sunset over the Persian Gulf. In the background, [[Alexander]] Nikitin, a 41 year old Russian businessman, gets an SMS urging him to log on to Epyks (a [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Skype Skype] derivative application).
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-So what's her name?
  
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Alexander sits on a sofa and opens his laptop as Najwa, wearing a white cloth that catches the soft light of the setting sun, sits on the railing of the bay window writing notes on her iPad.
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-Marie.
  
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Dimitri<br/>
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The Commander caresses Marie's forehead.
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(in Russian through Epyks)<br/>
 
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She's the prosecutor. We tried to get to her before she got to Zurich but things got out of hands... as I'm sure you already know.
 
  
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Alexander<br/>
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-Hopefully, she'll get to grow up in peace.
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That's OK, we have nothing in Zurich.
 
  
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Dimitri<br/>
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-Yes, replies Eveliina not too sure on how to react to the Commander's proximity.
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(hesitant)<br/>
 
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Great... I'm relieved.
 
  
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Alexander<br/>
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-How old are you?
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You screwed up Dimitri. I asked you to slow down the process, not to hit a government official.
 
  
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Dimitri<br/>
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-17...
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(apologetically)<br/>
 
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The subpoenas had been issued. They were heading for the bank.
 
  
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Alexander<br/>
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-That's how old I was when I embarked on my first patrol, like 5 years ago. When I leave this ship, hopefully we all will, I'll be 17 again... Fucking war... It's like time stopped.
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I knew that and we acted accordingly... This is not Africa, Dima.
 
  
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Dimitri<br/>
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-You're only 22? and a Commander!
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(protesting)<br/>
 
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Sasha...
 
  
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Alexander<br/>
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The Commander smiles.
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Forget about it. Viktor is now in Geneva and he's taking over. Go back home.
 
  
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Alexander closes the application and looks at Najwa's silhouette against the setting sun. He walks towards her and softly grabs her shoulders as he kisses her neck.
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-This is my first patrol as Commander. We left Danzig for a training sortie on March 26 and have been playing hide and seek with the Russians since then.
  
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Alexander<br/>
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====COMMAND POST, U-3955, DAY====
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(in English, glancing at her screen)<br/>
 
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Why do you write [[JAF2|your diary]] in French? You think I can't understand!
 
  
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Najwa<br/>
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The Commander gets back to the command post to relieve 1WO.
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(continuing to write)<br/>
 
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I told you, it's not mine. I'm just continuing someone else's.
 
  
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Alexander<br/>
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-All good 1WO, asks the Commander.
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(pretending to be jealous)<br/>
 
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A French lover...
 
  
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Najwa<br/>
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-Yes, as you can hear we've switched to diesel about 5 minutes ago to reload the batteries. We should reach the tip of Gotland with 3 hours.
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No, a young girl, who's diary I read in French when I was a kid... (turning towards him) Now stop bugging me you Russian mobster.
 
  
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Alexander gently caresses the side of her face as she looks up at the setting sun.
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-Great. Rest well 1WO.
  
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Najwa(continuing)<br/>
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1W0 salutes the Commander and starts walking away from the command post, then stops and turns around.
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When I look at the sun, especially now when it's so red and peaceful, I see you my love. Bright, strong and peaceful.
 
  
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Alexander<br/>
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-I must say Commander, it is highly irregular to bring unauthorized civilians on board... Let alone, leaving them unguarded in the torpedo room. You leave me with no choice but to report this in my diary.
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(smiling)<br/>
 
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I think of you when I see the sun rising... Then, all my senses emerge.
 
  
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Najwa<br/>
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The Commander waits a few seconds to gage the 1WO's motivations...
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Hmmmm... My senses emerge when you touch me.
 
  
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Alexander<br/>
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-Relax 1WO... The war is over...
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(gently pulling her body on the floor)<br/>
 
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Ishtar... You're a goddess.
 
  
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They make love on the floor.
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====CAPTAIN'S QUARTER, OFF FÅRÖ ISLAND, SWEDEN, MAY 5, 1945, EVENING====
  
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====EVENING, INSIDE TRAMWAY, BERN====
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One by one, the Commander pulls a dozen of compact wooden boxes from his safe and hands them to the Navigator who places them side by side on the Commander's berth. All are sealed and bear an engraved Deutsche Reichsbank eagle on their lid.
  
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Uri boards a tramway and walks passed Carla who is sitting down.
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-You are sure about the position? asks the Commander.
  
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Uri<br/>
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The Navigator is stunned by the number of boxes.
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(wearing his Uri cap, standing next to Carla)<br/>
 
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Excuse me. Carla Xanthis... Please do not look at me... There is something important I'd like to share with you but we can't be seen together... here.
 
  
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Carla seems suspicious as she looks around her, then stares out the window, nervously ignoring Uri.
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-Yeah... How much is that? I thought you meant 20-30 kg...
  
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Uri<br/>
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-One hundred kg per box. If we secure 10, that's a ton... We can't risk them seizing it all from us. Not the Russians nor the Swedes.
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Remember the accident across from your house yesterday morning? It was not an accident...
 
  
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Carla reacts to Uri's claim and looks down.
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-Hell no!
  
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Uri<br/>
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-You have to make absolutely sure that we have the right coordinates...
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Meet me at the Kornhauskeller at midnight. It's important.
 
  
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Uri exits the tramway as it reaches the next stop. Carla and Uri exchange quick glances through the tramway's window as it leaves.
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-I double checked with the [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sextant sextant] and triple checked with the lighthouse... We're spot on... 500m in line.
  
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====EVENING, JUNKERNGASSE, BERN====
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-Right on, answers the Commander as he contemplates the stack of gold.... Oh, and how do we know that 1WO won't come out?
  
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Arriving in front of her building, Carla meets an old lady and vaguely questions her about the incident that occurred the day before. The old lady (a neighbor) answers that she didn't know of anything out of the ordinary except that an ambulance had picked up an injured man in the Bubenbergrain that morning.
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-Engineer is keeping him busy fixing the alternator in the Diesel room.
  
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====NIGHT, CARLA'S APARTMENT, BERN====
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-I don't like this [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deutsches_Jungvolk DJ] fuck-head. Gives me the creeps.
  
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At home Carla is preparing a fresh juice mix on her kitchen counter while watching the news. She gets a call on her mobile phone.
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-He's a fighter, Commander... Well, I'm going to gear up now...
  
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Carla<br/>
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Navigator opens the door to walk out.
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(noticing the caller's ID on the display)<br/>
 
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Franzi!
 
  
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Franziska<br/>
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-Ok... Last thing... Can you ask Radioman to send an encrypted message to Flensburg with our coordinates. This shall be our [http://www.openstreetmap.org/node/2607088292 last recorded position]...
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(in Swiss German)<br/>
 
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OK. So I looked into the case. (reading from a report) The victim is a Russian national named Boris Pichushkin. He entered Switzerland through Basel from either Vienna or Moscow on Friday. He was rushed to H+ by ambulance 20 minutes after a school teacher found him lying semi-unconscious on the Bubenbergrain. Early diagnostic was a contusion due to a head trauma. He stayed in observation for about an hour before leaving the hospital with 2 men claiming to be his work colleagues. We're waiting for the interrogation report from the nurse who talked to the 2 men. Her shift was over when our agents got back to H+.
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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====SEABED, OFF FÅRÖ ISLAND====
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So no one spoke to him?
 
  
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Franziska<br/>
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Standing on the seabed by merely 15m depth, the Navigator is scouting the horizon with a battery lantern, trying to count the boxes. His stiff [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Standard_diving_dress diving suit] prevents him from looking up at a wooden box which is plummeting down along his breathing tube. The box hits the side of his helmet and knocks him over on the murky seabed creating a cloud of dust.
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No. The guys we dispatched were waiting for him to get out of observation but when they called back to inquire, he was already gone. It happen right bellow your street no? You heard of something?
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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====U-3955 DECK, OFF FÅRÖ ISLAND, MAY 5, 1945, DAY====
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(hesitant and evasive)<br/>
 
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No. I was just wondering what happened. Thanks for your help.
 
  
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Franziska<br/>
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The Engineer holds the umbilical breathing tube/cord as the Commander dumps the remaining boxes one by one aiming at the fading light below.
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(flirtatious)<br/>
 
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Any time sweetie. Call me when you feel like seeing me.
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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-It's getting tighter. Like if he got deeper... warns the Engineer.
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I will...
 
  
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Carla sips her juice pensively.
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-The light hasn't moved... Is he responding?
  
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====NIGHT, INSIDE THE KORNHAUSKELLER LOUNGE, BERN====
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The Engineer hits the cord twice and waits for a response as the Commander's focus shifts from the bottom of the sea to the rotating beam of the [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/F%C3%A5r%C3%B6_Lighthouse lighthouse].
  
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Carla walks into the lounge area as a DJ X mixes a trans [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bossa_nova Bossa nova] beat. She observes the crowd from the edge of the room, trying to recognize the man from the tramway. A waiter brings her a drink and mentions that it's from a man sitting at the bar. Carla sips on the drink walks toward Uri at the end of the bar.
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Suddenly, the cord is pulled 3 times meaning that the diver requests to be pulled back up...
  
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Carla<br/>
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====U-3955 DECK, OFF FÅRÖ ISLAND, NIGHT====
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(stern)<br/>
 
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I give you one minute to tell me what's going on.
 
  
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Uri<br/>
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The 3 officers are now at the ship's stern.
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(polite)<br/>
 
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Please sit.
 
  
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Carla sits next to Uri.
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-This gold doesn't belong to us, but it for sure doesn't belong to the Russians nor to the British, nor to the Americans... utters the Commander. So, for now, it shall remain submerged until the three of us agree on what to do with it, right?
  
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Uri<br/>
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-And if one of us disappears? suggests the Engineer.
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What I will tell you has to stay between us. Off the record... I didn't ask you to come here for official reasons.
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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-Well then the two remaining will decide... replies the Commander.
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I'm a Federal Prosecutor. Everything I do is official!
 
  
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Uri<br/>
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-And if we all disappear! proposes the Navigator.
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I work for a foreign government. Nothing I do is official. And I'm not here on business. Just to warn you.
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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At that moment Eveliina pops out of the fin's hatch and climbs down ladder, surprising the 3 men.
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(impatient)<br/>
 
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30 seconds.
 
  
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Uri<br/>
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-Well lets figure this out later on, now we need to find a way out of here, says the Navigator as he helps the Engineer carrying the diving equipment inside.
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I'm the cyclist who pushed down the pedestrian in front of your house.
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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-Can I help? asks Eveliina as she passes the 2 officers on the narrow path leading to the stern of the ship.
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Why are you telling me this? Tell the police.
 
  
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Uri<br/>
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-No, we're good... Go comfort the Commander... He's in the midst of an existential crisis.
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He was after you.
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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She walks towards the Commander, sitting at the ship's stern, staring at the lighthouse .
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How do you know?
 
  
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Uri<br/>
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-Can I join you Commander? asks Eveliina.
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I was following him.
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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The Commander turns around and smiles at Eveliina.
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Why?
 
  
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Uri<br/>
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-Sure... You want to sit down? replies the Commander as he lays his life vest on the steel deck as a cushion. You smoke?
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That's beside the point.
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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-Ok...
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So what is the point?
 
  
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Uri<br/>
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The Commander pulls a couple of "Favorit Zigaretten" and blows a long flames out of his tube lighter to ignite Eveliina's cigarette.
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They want you out. His job was to kill you.
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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-That's good... We have to save the petrol! says Eveliina as she gently pulls the Commander's hand away.
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Kill me?
 
  
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Carla tries to look calm.
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The Commander lights his own. They look at the lighthouse beam for a while...
  
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Carla (cont)<br/>
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-You should go back home Eveliina... The war is over now and Germany is not the place to be, says the Commander. We could drop you off here. This is Sweden. They're neutral. You could be home in a couple of weeks.
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Who are you? What do you want.
 
  
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Uri<br/>
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Eveliina remains silent for a moment.
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Nothing, I just wanted to avoid an unnecessary victim.
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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-I'm sure I'll find him...
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I can't really talk to you.
 
  
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Uri<br/>
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-Even if he made it, which is rather unlikely, he'll probably be sent to a labour camp in [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ural_Mountains Ural] or even further... For God knows how long...
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Me neither.
 
  
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Carla spots a surveillance camera as she walks out of the club.
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The lighthouse beam passes right above their heads.
  
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====NEXT DAY - DEPARTMENT OF JUSTICE====
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-Then I'll wait... I'm not going back to them. I want my daughter to be wanted... proud. Proud of her mother and proud of her father. I don't want her to grow up ashamed... hiding the fact that her father was the enemy and that her mother was a loose girl...
  
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Carla is in her office telling Gunter Feurer about her strange encounter the night before.  
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-Maybe you're right... But a loose girl... That much? replies the Commander teasing Eveliina.
  
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Gunter<br/>
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-You know what I mean...
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(in Swiss German)<br/>
 
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And you went to the Kornhaus alone?
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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A moment passes. The Commander is uneasy, not sure if he offended Eveliina with his comment.
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Yes, the place was busy. It was not like meeting him in a parking garage.
 
  
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Gunter<br/>
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-You have a wife? asks Eveliina, breaking the silence.
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Why didn't you call the police.
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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-No... Never even had a real girlfriend.
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I don't know. I didn't have any reason to fear him. And I did call my friend at the Cantonal Police. They didn't know much anyways. I don't want the file to be removed from me, Gunter. This is important to me. It's my first major case.
 
  
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Gunter<br/>
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-What do you mean ''Real''?
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I know someone who might be able to guide us through here. He's worked on several international cases.
 
  
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Gunter search for a number on his mobile and dials it.
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-Well like a girl I go out with... Write to... That kind of things.
  
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Gunter<br/>
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-But you've been with women before?
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Franz! It's Gunti... All Good... Not bad... Listen, I'm here with a colleague who is also a friend. She had a strange encounter and doesn't really know who to turn to. Do you think you could meet with us shortly to discuss... Yes we're at the Department of Justice... Yes a prosecutor... (embarrassed) Like mid thirties... Yes... She's here with me... Great, see you then.
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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-Of course... I'm a seaman.
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He's available?
 
  
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Gunter<br/>
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-You mean prostitutes...
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Yes, he agreed to meet us now.
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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-Yes... Kind of, replies the Commander embarrassingly.
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Which department does he work for?
 
  
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Gunter<br/>
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-And did you love them.
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I don't really know. He's asked that we meet up with him at the Bellevue's Bar in 15 minutes.
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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-I liked one... She was a Polish girl in Danzig. I think she liked me too.
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That's fast.
 
  
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====EXTERIOR, BUNDESTERRASSE, ON THE WAY TO THE HOTEL BELLEVUE====
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-And?
  
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Gunter<br/>
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-Don't know. When we came back from a patrol, the brothel had been destroyed by an air raid.
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We met during military service. He was not really the army type. More of a punkish guy. We liked the same music, got drunk together during days off... I lost track of him for a while. He skipped our yearly rehearsals and I guess got away with it. I think he was abroad. Then I bumped into him at an inter-agency meeting when we were looking into Duvalier's accounts, around 86 I guess. I don't know how he ended up there, but he was the one providing the best information. Since then, we see each other through mutual friends or at concerts. We never talk about work.
 
  
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====INTERIOR, HOTEL BELLEVUE BAR====
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Eveliina looks down, the back at the Commander.
  
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Franz [[Meier]], 49, sporty type, shaved head, discreetly waves towards Carla and Gunter as they enter a the bar of the Hotel Bellevue. Only a couple in their 70s sits in the background sipping on coffee.
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-Sorry...
  
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Moments later... Carla, Gunter and Meier are drinking beer.
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-I don't think she died. Neighbours said all the girls went to the shelter... But no one knows where they went after...
  
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Meier<br/>
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Eveliina kisses the Commander on the cheek.
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The man you met yesterday is probably from the Israeli secret service, Mossad. The man who was hit across from your house we don't know, nor do we know who the man which was found unconscious on the Bubenbergrain was. We have a hard time tracking all the Russians in and out of the country. What puzzles me is why the Israelis engaged with Russians here in Bern... on a bicycle.
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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====NAVIGATOR'S TABLE, OFF FÅRÖ ISLAND, NIGHT====
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He said to protect me.
 
  
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Meier<br/>
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The Commander and the Navigator are drinking [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ersatzkaffee Ersatzkaffee] while studying a map of Gotland.
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Mossad don't usually intervene when it doesn't concern them... Xanthis, that's not Jewish if you don't mind me asking?
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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-There are two possibilities. Either we try Visby and purchase from a fisherman, which means we have to enter and wait in the straight or we try the base here on Fårö, where there is a base... points out the Navigator.
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No, it's not.
 
  
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Meier<br/>
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-We could get squeezed in the straight... But then again, buying from the Swedish Navy...
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(to Gunter)<br/>
 
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Are you guys working on any Russian cases these days.
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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-Maybe we bribe a seaman...
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Unfortunately, I can't reveal the nature of ongoing investigations and I believe that Gunter's office is guided by the same prescription.
 
  
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Meier<br/>
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-In German?
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(smiling)<br/>
 
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We all work for the same cause, Miss.
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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At this moment Eveliina pulls the curtain and walks out of the adjacent Commander's quarters.
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Sorry, our guidelines at the Department of Justice are very clear. We can't share our data.
 
  
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Gunter<br/>
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-Did we wake you up?
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(to Meier)<br/>
 
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We're investigating several accounts at the ZIB, some of which belong to Russian interests.
 
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(turning towards Carla)<br>
 
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I'm Finance Carla.... Sorry... We're looking out for you here.
 
  
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Meier<br/>
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-It's Okay, Marie is sleeping...
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Oil companies? Anything related to Alex Nikitin?
 
  
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Gunter looks towards Carla who acknowledges positively.
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-Coffee? Offers the Commander.
  
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Gunter<br/>
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-No thanks, I don't drink coffee yet, and it wouldn't be good for the baby... responds Eveliina as she looks at the map.
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Could be.
 
  
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Meier<br/>
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-You're right, although it's not even coffee, replies the Navigator as he looks at his reflection inside his cup.
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(to Gunter)<br/>
 
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Then this could explain it. Before buying into the RPC, Nikitin was moving ex-Soviet navy ships filled with weapons to the Middle East. He's been on the Mossad watch list ever since.<br/>
 
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(to Carla)<br/>
 
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And I supposed you guys threatened his assets here.
 
  
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Gunter<br/>
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-I speak Swedish, if that helps?
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Under request from the Russian Government.
 
  
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Meier<br/>
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Both look at her incredulous...
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He probably forgot to pay upstream.<br/>
 
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(to Carla)<br/>
 
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I suggest you take this very seriously. You probably know people Cantonal Police?
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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-How many languages do you speak? Asks the Commander.
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Yes, I suppose.
 
  
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Meier<br/>
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-Three. Finnish at school, Swedish at home and German... Well, in you know... smiles Eveliina... and some Estonian, at the fish-market.
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Then ask for their protection. They'll be back.
 
  
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Meier looks at his phone and turns towards Gunter.
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-Wow, replies the Navigator.
  
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Gunter<br/>
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-So you heard what we were saying, says the Commander.
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Thank you Franz... How is your daughter?
 
  
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Meier<br/>
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-Yes, you guys want to sneak onto the island to ''buy'' or ''get'' some diesel from the Swedish Navy. But you don't speak Swedish!
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Great. I wished I'd see her more often.<br/>
 
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(to Carla)<br/>
 
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By the way. No need to confuse the Cantonal Police with too much unnecessary information if you know what I mean. Better not to mention our meeting.
 
  
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Carla looks towards Gunter who nods at Meier.
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-Basically that's it, answers the Commander.
  
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Gunter<br/>
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-How long do you think it will take. I can't really leave Marie for more then 4 hours without feeding her.
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(joking)<br>
 
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At the Bellevue bar... Who would believe us anyways.
 
  
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Meier<br/>
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-4 hours! I think it'll be at least 12! if not a a whole day... says the Commander.
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(standing up)<br/>
 
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Nice meeting you Ms. Xanthis, and good luck.
 
  
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Carla<br/>
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====U-3955, ELECTRICAL ENGINE ROOM, MAY 6, 1945, DAY====
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Same here. Thank you for your time.
 
  
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====WALKING OUT OF THE BELLEVUE HOTEL====
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The U-boat's Engineer ties a last wire to a [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Breast_pump Breast pump prototype] under the suspicious eye of the Commander.
  
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Carla and Gunter walk out of the hotel.
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-And you're sure this will work?
  
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Carla<br/>
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-Yes, it's [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_Lasker Edward Lasker], who was a student at [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Technical_University_of_Berlin Charlottenburg's Technical Institute] where I studied who invented this.
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So we do have a secret service after all.
 
  
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Gunter<br/>
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-Lasker, the chess player? asks the Commander.
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Not officially...
 
  
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====YENICHE CAMPGROUND, ST. GALLEN, SWITZERLAND====
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-Yes, answers the Engineer. So you want me to make the demonstration on you or directly on her?
  
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Uri drives his black Giulietta into a [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yeniche_(people) Yeniche] camp where kids interrupt a soccer game to let him through. He walks out of his car and tries to locate the head of the clan. A stalky bearded Man walks towards him.
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-Well, maybe we'll test on a crewman first.
  
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Uri<br/>
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====SHORE, FÅRÖ ISLAND, MAY 6, 1945, DUSK====
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(in German)<br/>
 
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Good afternoon.
 
  
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Man<br/>
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The Commander, the Navigator and Eveliina beach their inflatable boat on the northern shore of Fårö Island.
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(in German)<br/>
 
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Hi.
 
  
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Uri<br/>
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-Don't worry, she'll be fine... says the Navigator to Eveliina. There are 50 daddies playing mommy on board.
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(in broken Yiddish, extending his hand)<br/>
 
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My name is Uri.
 
  
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Man<br/>
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-I've just never left her, replies Eveliina.
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(in Yenish, shaking Uri's hand)<br/>
 
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Stephan... Where are you coming from?
 
  
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Uri<br/>
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-Let's go! says the Commander as he grabs one side of the boat.
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(in broken Yiddish)<br/>
 
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West... Going East.
 
  
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Man<br/>
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The trio takes covers in a wooden patch about 500m north of the Fårö Fyr.
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(in Yeniche)<br/>
 
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And where did you learn to speak Yeniche?
 
  
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Uri<br/>
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-There should be a road leading to the lighthouse. We can walk along until we hit a cross road. Says the Navigator.
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(in German)<br/>
 
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I speak a little Yiddish.
 
  
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The man acknowledge with his head.
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-Do you guys know where we're going? asks Eveliina.
  
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Man<br/>
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-To get diesel! reply the two guys, looking at each other.
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(in German)<br/>
 
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What are you looking for?
 
  
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Uri<br/>
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====FÅRÖ FYR, FÅRÖ ISLAND, NIGHT====
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(looking towards his car)<br/>
 
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I need someone to drive my car to Venice.
 
  
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Man<br/>
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[[File:FaroFyr.jpg|thumb|right|480px|Fårö fyr]]
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I thought cars were not allowed in Venice.
 
  
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Uri<br/>
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The trio reach the lighthouse and take cover behind rocks, scouting the area for potential vigils. The lighthouse beam intermittently bouncing off a patch of fog over the sea, illuminates the area revealing several barrels sitting at the bottom of the tower.
−
Well, there's a parking lot as you get in... Tronchetto (pulling a smart card from his pocked) This will get you in to the main garage.
 
  
−
Man<br/>
+
-Do you think they're full, asks Eveliina noticing the barrels.
−
(hesitant, looking at the car)<br/>
 
−
We can't really do that. Better find someone else.
 
  
−
Uri<br/>
+
-Most likely paraffin for the lamp, replies the Navigator, who looks at the Commander. What do you think?
−
I can't. I can pay 1000 Francs.
 
  
−
The man skeptically looks at the car.
+
(Type XXI submarines were initially developed to run using paraffin for air-independent propulsion but the project was abandoned by the Kriegsmarine and replaced by dielsel/electric engines.)
  
−
Uri<br/>
+
-No... She's not ready... I mean we'd have to run it by Engineer but... Anyhow, strange that the whole set up is left unguarded, says the Commander.
−
(smiling, pulling 10 one hundred CHF bills from his pocket)<br/>
 
−
Also I would ask that you drop me in Buchs, at the train station.
 
  
−
====SHEIKH ZAYED ROAD, DUBAI====
+
At that moment, light beams flicker through the forest, revealing an incoming vehicle and defining the prospective road.
  
−
Alexander is driving his [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tesla_Roadster Tesla Roadster] through Sheikh Zayed's Road. He gets an SMS on his mobile phone: EPYKS-V. We hear the sound of the electric engine slowing down as he pulls to the side, flips open his laptop, seeks an open WiFi connection and launches the app.
+
An [http://sv.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terr%C3%A4ngpersonvagn_m/43 M/43 Volvo all terrain vehicle] arrives and stops at the foot of the lighthouse. The two men on board walk out and start calling a name out loud... No one replies... Until a dark shape, lying a couple of rocks away from Eveliina, starts moving. The Commander muzzles her from behind as the Navigator aims his handgun at the Swedish seaman who is slowly standing up, gathering his weapon, helmet and backpack, on which he had been sleeping, and walking towards the vehicle.
  
−
Alexander<br/>
+
-Yeah, yeah... shouts the sleepy vigil as the two others break into laughter.
−
Viktor!
 
  
−
Viktor<br/>
+
The tree Swedes sit by the paraffin barrels and pull out a bottle of Akvavit to celebrate the end of the war leaving the vehicle unattended, 10 meters away...
−
(at the other end, in Russian)<br/>
 
−
Hey.
 
  
−
Alex<br/>
+
Behind their rocks, the Navigator looks at the Commander, who then looks at Eveliina, still muzzled, then back at the Navigator...
−
You're in Zurich?
 
  
−
Viktor<br/>
+
-I guess this is our chance! If we get separated, walk back to the lifeboat and hide. We'll either be there or they'll send another boat to get you.
−
No, still in Geneva.
 
  
−
Alex<br/>
+
-What do you mean separated! Let's stay together right, says Eveliina as she pulls the Commander's hand away from her mouth.
−
Well, stay there.
 
  
−
Viktor<br/>
+
On those words, the Navigator notices that one of the Swedes stands up to take a piss against the lighthouse tower.
−
What about Dimitri?
 
  
−
Alexander<br/>
+
-Let's go.
−
We're closing Zurich.
 
  
−
Viktor<br/>
+
The trio climb onto the road and make a loop around the vehicle to approach it from behind, hidden from the Swedish seamen. The Commander pushes Eveliina onto the back seat then climbs over the front seat where the Navigator is busy trying to figure out the starting system.
−
(hesitant)<br/>
 
−
Ok...
 
  
−
Alexander<br/>
+
-You think this is it?
−
(looking at a row of high-rises)<br/>
 
−
We're opening here in Dubai.
 
  
−
Viktor<br/>
+
-How would I know...
−
What do you mean? We're... You're already in Dubai!
 
  
−
Alexander<br/>
+
-Well, they're about 3 seconds away from us... maybe 5 because they're drunk. So you got to get it right the first time. I can't start shooting at Swedes... Plus the war is over.
−
No man. We're opening a bank in Dubai. Plenty of brand new empty buildings here. Sharia banking... We don't need the points anyways... You'll get a floor to yourself!
 
  
−
Viktor<br/>
+
-Shooting! I thought you guys brought me along because I could negotiate, murmurs Eveliina from the bottom of the back seat.
−
(joking)<br/>
 
−
Great. What about girls and vodka...
 
  
−
Alexander<br/>
+
-Well, change of plans... We didn't know they'd provide us with a getaway car...
−
(laughing)<br/>
 
−
Don't worry about it. It'll do you good.
 
  
−
Viktor<br/>
+
The sound of the escaping vehicle steers the Swedes into motion, but the darkness of the Baltic night prevents them from firing a single shot.
−
Ok. So what's next?
 
  
−
Alexander<br/>
+
====COMMAND POST, U-3955====
−
Lay low. Keep an ear for the Swiss and an eye on this girl. Also, don't tell me Dimitri's guys both got mugged by some cyclist on the streets of Bern. See if the Swiss are on to something.
 
  
−
Viktor<br/>
+
Marie is crying as the Engineer and two other seamen desperately try to get her drink from a pierced pouch containing her mother's milk. Radioman kneels in front of her and starts playing the music box. Marie slowly stops to cry, and starts suckling the pouch to the crew's great relief.
−
Could be from home?
 
  
−
Alexander<br/>
+
====MAIN GATE OF THE SWEDISH NAVAL BASE, FÅRÖ ISLAND, NIGHT====
−
On a bike? No... Plus they wouldn't have left them there... Alive.
 
  
−
Viktor<br/>
+
All lights down, the trio's vehicle is parked a short distance from main gate of the island's Naval Base.
−
You heard about Dima's crew?
 
  
−
Alexander<br/>
+
-We're talking not even 10km... They'll be back within less than 2 hours!
−
No.
 
  
−
Viktor<br/>
+
-The way they were guarding the lighthouse, maybe we have a shot at getting in.
−
Just heard the local news here... They found trace of [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Botulinum Botulinum] in a blood sample taken on an "Eastern European type" during his visit to the hospital and launched a nationwide search to find him. They're concerned about an outbreak and want to identify the source which they believe is food-borne.
 
  
−
Alexander<br/>
+
-It doesn't look like there is a fence besides the gate.
−
Botulinum! Can't be from home... And now Dima's gone!
 
  
−
Viktor<br/>
+
-But where is the depot? Plus how many barrels can we fit in here.
−
If they didn't make it out of the country, they might have taken cover around here.
 
  
−
Alexander<br/>
+
The Navigator looks at the space behind him.
−
In Geneva?
 
  
−
Viktor<br/>
+
-Like 6 max.
−
Yeah, not far. Let me check on a lead.
 
  
−
Alexander<br/>
+
-That's good. We could probably get passed Rugen with that. We just need to know if the Russians reached much further.
−
Good.<br/>
 
−
(moment)<br/>
 
−
Oh... and Viktor.
 
  
−
Viktor<br/>
+
====ROAD BACK TO FÅRÖ FYR, FÅRÖ ISLAND, NIGHT====
−
What?
 
  
−
Alexander<br/>
+
The trio's M/43 Volvo stacked up to the roof with diesel drums zooms by the 3 seamen they stole it from before they could once again have time to pull their weapons. Confused and concerned about the outcome of the potentially embarrassing situation, the Swedes start walking back towards the lighthouse.
−
Don't let this escalate any further.
 
  
−
====BEN GURION INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT, ISRAEL====
+
-Did you notice a slipway at the end of the road, asks the Commander.
  
−
[[Zvi]] Dagan, Deputy Director of Mossad' Collections department meets Aaron as he steps out of an El Al flight at Tel Aviv's airport.
+
-No, but it wouldn't make sense that they're wouldn't be one, replies the Navigator.
  
−
Aaron<br/>
+
-Well we have maybe half an hour to get the raft and dump the drums. Eveliina, can you drive?
−
(surprised)<br/>
 
−
Dagan!
 
  
−
Zvi<br/>
+
-Not really... I only drove a farmer's tractor when I was a kid.
−
(shaking Aaron's hand)<br/>
 
−
Welcome home... You had a good flight?
 
  
−
Aaron<br/>
+
-Ok so you get the boat and steer it back close to the lighthouse. Don't forget both paddles and the rope.
−
Yes thanks.
 
  
−
Zvi<br/>
+
-You think it's all going fit on the boat? There was barely enough room for the 3 of us, asks Eveliina concerned.
−
Sorry for rushing to you here... I wanted to see you first... About Uri.
 
  
−
Aaron<br/>
+
-We'll tow the barrels.
−
What about him?
 
  
−
Zvi<br/>
+
-But they'll sink!
−
Well, it's been 4 days now. I'm concerned.
 
  
−
Aaron<br/>
+
-Don't worry...
−
(nodding his head)
 
−
I should have grabbed him in Switzerland...
 
  
−
Zvi<br/>
+
====FÅRÖ FYR, FÅRÖ ISLAND, MAY 7, 1945, DAWN====
−
Can I ask you what he told you there.
 
  
−
Aaron
+
-Shit, it's gonna be day before we even leave.
−
Not much... Basically told me to fuck off.
 
  
−
Zvi signals a plainclothes officer at a first security check who lets them through. They continue walking.
+
-Hopefully the 3 Swedes are making their way back here and not alerting the base.
  
−
Zvi<br/>
+
-Ok, let's go. Eveliina, to the boat.
−
(breaking the silence)
 
−
We figured out who the Russians are....
 
  
−
Aaron<br/>
+
-Nav, help me unload then drive the kastenwagen back at least one km up the road and run back. Find a way to stall them when they find it...
−
And?
 
  
−
Zvi<br/>
+
All three execute their task in a flash.
−
Nikitin men... Remember, the Russian who snatched a Soviet Navy ship and sailed it across the world without anyone noticing... More your era than mine.
 
  
−
Aaron<br/>
+
====SIDE OF THE ROAD, FÅRÖ ISLAND, DAWN====
−
What the fuck is Yatom messing with these guys... Nikitin is not an issue for us any longer...
 
  
−
Zvi<br/>
+
The 3 Swedes take cover in the forest as they notice the head beams of their running m/43 pointing towards them. After debating a plan of action, they cautiously walk to the m/43 pointing their weapons in its direction. After a longish standoff, they realize that the vehicle has been empty all along. They debate weather they should report the whole incident... One starts walking back towards the lighthouse as the two others drive back to the base, hoping that the longish watch turnover will get unnoticed...
−
Not that we know, he switched to pipelines and finance in the 90'... No indications he's back in the arms business.
 
  
−
Aaron<br/>
+
====OFF FÅRÖ ISLAND, MORNING====
−
We should look into what he's up to anyways. He'll be easier to track than one of ours.
 
  
−
Zvi<br/>
+
The fin of U-3955 pops out of the water to the great relief of the Commander, Navigator and Eveliina who are arduously rowing with 6 fully loaded barrels in tow. Seeing two full bottle of Akvavit at the bottom of the boat, Eveliina teases the Navigator.
−
Use him to find Uri?
 
  
−
Aaron<br/>
+
-I see you trusted that the barrels would float but you didn't take any chance with the bottles!
−
You see another way?
 
  
−
Zvi remains pensive as Aaron continues on his way through passport/immigration check.
+
====FÅRÖ FYR, FÅRÖ ISLAND, MORNING====
  
−
Aaron<br/>
+
The Swedish relief vigil finally arrives by foot to the lighthouse, just in time to witness the German U-Boat diving less than 200m from shore.
−
We'll talk tomorrow. My wife is picking me up.
 
  
−
====TRAIN STATION, BUCHS, ST. GALLEN====
+
Incredulous, he starts walking back towards the base...
  
−
Uri is looking at a photo of Carla on his phone then stares through the train's window as a speaker voice announce the departure of the train bound for Schaan, Liechtenstein.
+
====U-3955, TURBINE ROOM, MAY 7, 1945, DAY====
  
−
====EXTERIOR, ROAD, LAVAUX REGION, VAUD====
+
The Commander surrounded by Eveliina, Marie and most of the crew are gathered in the turbine room as the Navigator pours Akvavit into the seamen's tin cups.
  
−
[[Viktor]] drives his [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mercedes-Benz_S-Class Mercedes S600 sedan] in and out of tunnels on  Highway E62 overlooking Lake Geneva. Surveillance cameras record his passing by.
+
-[http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/sk%C3%A5l#Swedish skål]! Shouts the Navigator as he raises his glass to the crew and the girls.
  
−
====EXTERIOR, KIRCHENFELD BRIDGE, BERN====
+
-To all the ''mommies'' on board, pursues the Engineer!
  
−
[[File:Kirchenfeldbruke.jpg|thumb|right|320px|Kirchenfeldbrüke]]
+
Eveliina stands up.
  
−
Gunter is crossing the Kirchenfeld Bridge reading news updates about the Botulinum scare on his smart-phone when a private call notification appears on the screen.
+
-Thank you Engineer and thank you all for taking care of my little Marie while I was ashore...
  
−
Gunter<br/>
+
-Our little Marie! shouts a seaman as he mimics holding one of his breast.
−
(promptly)<br/>
 
−
Feurer.
 
  
−
Meier<br/>
+
The Commander stands up and waits for the commotion and laughter that follows to settle before addressing the crew. At his side stands an uncomfortable 1WO.
−
(over the phone)<br/>
 
−
Cute but pretty uptight your prosecutor, Gunter.
 
  
−
Gunter<br/>
+
-As you know, our country has now officially surrendered... The war is over... We have lost... Although I am still the Commander of this ship, as a renegade officer, I no longer have authority on its crew and therefore cannot unilaterally decide of its faith. Most of you are older than me. Many with families hopefully waiting for them in the motherland, or somewhere in what will be a whole new world.
−
(smiling)<br/>
 
−
Yeah well she's not for you Franz... I heard she doesn't walk the walk.
 
  
−
Meier<br/>
+
As some of you know, this ship supports the latest classified technology designed by our country and is praised by our enemies... Former enemies... My instructions were to avoid seizure of this ship at any cost... Sailing it back to Soviet controlled Danzig is in contradiction with these orders. Scuttling the ship in deep enough water to avoid its raising would mean death for most, if not all of us... And we now have a baby on board...
−
Well too bad for of us.
 
  
−
Gunter<br/>
+
Our only hope is to reach [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bornholm Bornholm], which is under the new German Government's control. Our batteries are now operational and fully loaded which means that we could try the impossible... reach [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nexø Nexø] by tonight. This means sailing submerged by at least 15 meters to clear the draft of the Soviet fleet for close to 250 NM. This also mean overriding our oxygen production by more than double its capabilities. So in the best interest of all, I ask of you to lie down, talk a minimum and prey. If we don't make it we'll have to surface in broad daylight... in very hostile waters.
−
She's a good girl and a promising prosecutor. I want to help her out.
 
  
−
Meier<br/>
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I'm sure you do... By the way, I wanted to let you know that the guy we talked about, not the one on the news, the other one, well he's on the lose... Even his people are looking for him. Let me know if he resurfaces at your end. I'd like to know.
 
−
 
 
−
Gunter<br/>
 
−
(annoyed)<br/>
 
−
Well, I'll see with Carla... And what about this Botulinum case.
 
−
 
 
−
Meier<br/>
 
−
Can't speak about it. Tschüss.
 
−
 
 
−
====EXTERIOR, WINERY, LAVAUX, VAUD====
 
−
 
 
−
Viktor parks his car on the side of a narrow road overlooking a winery and crosses the vines towards the back entrance of the main building. No one's in sight except for a leashed up barking German Shepherd. He enters the cellar which doesn't appear to have been used in years and hears someone calling. As his sight adjusts to the darkness, he discovers a man lying on a makeshift bed.
 
−
 
 
−
Boris<br/>
 
−
(agonizing, in Russian)<br/>
 
−
Here... Here...
 
−
 
 
−
Viktor<br/>
 
−
(surprised by Boris' condition)<br/>
 
−
Where are the others?
 
−
 
 
−
Boris<br/>
 
−
They went back home... To get an antidote. I got struck by our poison.
 
−
 
 
−
Viktor<br/>
 
−
Our poison?
 
−
 
 
−
Boris<br/>
 
−
Some guy came out of nowhere, stole Vlad's umbrella and turned it on me when I caught up with him.
 
−
 
 
−
Viktor<br/>
 
−
Russian?
 
−
 
 
−
Boris<br/>
 
−
No, he said something in English... I think.
 
−
 
 
−
Viktor<br/>
 
−
When did they leave?
 
−
 
 
−
Boris<br/>
 
−
I don't know, I've been in and out since then. This thing is killing me. Get me something fast.
 
−
 
 
−
Viktor moves closer to Boris and chokes him with one hand. Boris convulses for several seconds then rests inert.
 
−
 
 
−
Viktor carries the body outside and dumps it in a dry well. He unties the German Shepherd which remains still, then drives away as the sun is setting over the French Alps on the opposite side of the lake.
 
−
 
 
−
====INTERIOR, FRANZISKA'S APARTMENT, BERN====
 
−
 
 
−
[[Franziska]] Wenger, 35, a Bern Cantonal Police investigator, opens the door to Carla.
 
−
 
 
−
Carla<br/>
 
−
(nervous)<br/>
 
−
Can I come in?
 
−
 
 
−
Franziska<br/>
 
−
(shocked, letting her in)<br/>
 
−
Of course. What's going on, you look so pale.
 
−
 
 
−
Carla<br/>
 
−
(collapsing into Franziska's arms)<br/>
 
−
I'm scared Franzi... I'm scared.
 
−
 
 
−
====FRANZISKA'S LIVING ROOM, BERN====
 
−
 
 
−
Franziska gently massages Carla's naked back on a yoga mattress.
 
−
 
 
−
Franziska<br/>
 
−
Ssssshhhhh.... Relax Carla... No one is going to hurt you.
 
−
 
 
−
Carla<br/>
 
−
(being massaged)<br/>
 
−
I don't want to file an official request. They'll take the case away from me.
 
−
 
 
−
Franziska<br/>
 
−
Stay here for a few days. Can't you call in sick? We'll figure it out tomorrow.
 
−
 
 
−
Carla<br/>
 
−
Ok, I guess I could work from here... Thanks for being there for me Franzi.
 
−
 
 
−
Franziska<br/>
 
−
(as she runs her tongue over Carla's spine)<br/>
 
−
My pleasure baby, my pleasure.
 
−
 
 
−
Carla turns over and removes Franziska's T-shirt as they starts kissing.
 
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Spring of 1945: Eveliina, pregnant from a German Wehrmacht Air Defence advisor, is now an outcast in her home country. In hopes of finding her lost lover, she sets sail on a journey with her new born daughter, hopping from a fishing trawler to a drifting U-Boat along the Hansa route leading her from Helsinki to Koenigsberg from where she is finally evacuated along thousands of ethic Germans expelled from Soviet controlled Prussia.

Eveliina is delivering her baby daughter as the radio announces that the German Army has retreated to Norway, having Scorched earth Northern Finland on its way, leaving a desolated land behind. Amidst the celebrations that follow, Eveliina is being pressured by her bourgeois Swedish speaking family not to divulge the identity of the baby's father, to avoid tarnishing its business' reputation and revealing ties to the Nazi regime. Not wanting to bear such a burden on her daughter and yearning to find her lover, she seeks a way to reach Soviet controlled Estonia, hoping to make her way West from there. Only experienced fishermen can navigate the dangerous waters along the "mine net" laid between Helsinki and Tallinn. Eveliina boards an Estonian fishing trawler at night.

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EVELIINA'S ROOM, VILLA ENSI, HELSINKI, 25 APRIL 1945[edit]

The low lying Nordic sun radiates through the sparsely furnished room overlooking the Baltic Sea. Villa Ensi was initially built as a maternity but has since been transformed into a residence by the owner's daughter. A section still hosts pregnant women in need. Alma, a Nurse gently pulls a baby girl from of her mother's womb. As no one else is around to cut the umbilical cord, she asks Eveliina to hold her dripping newborn while she gets the scissors placed on a side table next to a notepad. Eveliina Ahlström weeps a mixture of joy and sadness as Alma cuts the cord then wipes the baby before gently laying it on her chest and exiting the the room.

LOBBY, VILLA ENSI, HELSINKI, 25 APRIL 1945[edit]

Through the open door of an adjacent room, a maid stands by the radio as the newsman announces that the last German soldier has just crossed the Norwegian border. The short war against Germany has left desolation throughout Northern Finland and the Finnish Army will now concentrate its resources on the Eastern front to block any Russian invasion attempt.

Alma walks down to the main staircase to find a middle aged couple standing in the lobby.

-Mr. and Mrs. Ahlström? asks Alma.

-Yes, anxiously replies Eveliina's mother.

-It's a girl!

-Is she healthy? asks the father bluntly.

-Yes, both the baby and the mother are fine. You can come in now, replies Alma, smiling.

The mother looks at the father who holds her back.

-We have to go. Please give her this, and this for you, replies the father as he hands an envelope and a couple of 1000 Markka notes to Alma.

The mother then pulls a folded damask blanket and hands it to Alma.

-Here, for the baby.

The couple exits the building and passes between two statues, one of a mother and child, the other of a man embracing a woman, before stepping into a chauffeured Mercedes Benz.

EVELIINA'S ROOM, VILLA ENSI, HELSINKI, 25 APRIL 1945[edit]

Alma walks back into the room holding the envelope.

-So? asks Eveliina.

-They left...

Eveliina holds her baby tight and stares out the window.

-Hypocrites!

Alma places the envelope on the night table and unfolds the white damask blanket on which two words are embroidered; Pikku enkeli, little angel. She then wraps the baby in it.

Eveliina looks at the inscription with sorrow then grabs the envelope on the night table to find a stack of 1000 Markka notes.

-You are sure that you don't want to think about it some more? asks alma.

-Yes, I'm sure, replies Eveliina as she puts the envelope back on the table. Marie, Marie Grass. That's her name.

-Ms. Staudinger's told me that you could stay here for a few days if you want... says Alma as she grabs the notepad and writes down the baby's name on the birth certificate. You should rest now.

PUB, SOMPASAARI DOCKS, HELSINKI, A WEEK LATER[edit]

The pub is crowded with fishermen, sailors and dockers drinking and discussing the outcome of the war, and its implication for their livelihoods. In the back of the pub, the only woman there attracts attention as she talks to a young man, siting at her table.

-With the baby? asks the seaman.

-Yes, replies Eveliina holding Marie tightly wrapped in her white damask blanket.

-I don't know. I was told one passenger. Didn't know you would be a woman... With a baby.

-I'll pay double.

The young man is taken aback by the directness of this woman, even younger than him.

-Ok I guess... So meet us a the end of the dock at midnight. Be discreet. One luggage only... and the baby...

-Thank you... thank you so much.

HELSINKI ARCHIPELAGO, 3-4 MAY 1945, NIGHT[edit]

A fishing trawler sails away from Helsinki. The Baltic Sea is eerily quiet on this third day following the announcement of Hitler's death.

ESTONIAN FISHING TRAWLER, BALTIC SEA, 4 MAY 1945, NIGHT[edit]

Eveliina winds a music box playing The Swedish Rhapsody to little Marie's ear as they share a narrow berth in a corner of the main cabin where other crewmen are resting.

As Marie falls asleep and the music stops, one of the seamen, the one who she met in the pub, turns towards her and whispers.

-Good night.

-Good night to you too, answers Eveliina. How long until we reach Estonia?

-About six more hours. We could go faster but because of the mines...

Eveliina, caresses her daughter's face and pulls up her blanket trying to fall asleep amidst the whirring of the boat engine.

ESTONIAN FISHING TRAWLER, BALTIC SEA, 20 NAUTICAL MILES FROM TALLINN, 4 MAY 1945, DAWN[edit]

A fisherman, alone on deck, scouts the foggy horizon, as the boat navigates on a fine line between two rows of mines. Hearing voices mixed to the sound of the diesel engine and of the water hitting the hull, he looks towards the cabin to make sure he isn't being called but the trawler's captain is dozing off at the helm and there are no other souls on deck. Hearing more calls, he is befuddled when a surfaced submarine appears through the fog, meters away on port side from his slowly sailing trawler. On its deck, several sailors call him in German, and in what sounds like various Baltic languages.

Confused, the fisherman takes a few seconds to realize that the U-boat is not in a firing position, then replies to the German sailors telling them to hold on as he calls his captain twice before he could wake him up. Hearing the commotion, Eveliina climbs on deck holding baby Marie in her arms. The two other fishermen are now also on decks trowing ropes at the U-boat as more German seamen pop out through the submarine's fin side door.

U-Boot Type XXI layout

The captain of the Estonian trawler is baffled when the very young Commander of the U-boat jumps on his rusty fishing boat, followed by two of his unarmed men.

-Are you the captain? asks the German Kriegsmarine's Commander.

-Euh... Yes, replies the Estonian fisherman in German with a thick accent.

-We need Diesel. We can pay you.

The Estonian fisherman looks at his crew which have gathered around him.

-Do you understand what they want? he asks his 3 men crew in Estonian.

They all reply that they don't as Eveliina walks up to them still carrying Marie.

-They want to buy Diesel... They're willing to pay, claims Eveliina.

All men turn towards the mother and baby.

The Estonian then looks at the 75 meters Type XXI Elektroboote.

-Diesel! I don't know... How much do they need?

Eveliina translates in German then in Finnish from now on.

-Enough to reach passed the Russian lines. Maybe 10 tons.

-10 tons! Our tank only holds two, and we're probably half empty.

-You can buy some from the Russians in Tallinn, not us.

The Estonian fisherman hesitates...

-From the Russians... It's risky.

-We can pay you...

The German Commander pulls a 1kg gold bar bearing an engraved Swastika from his pocket.

-This one now, for your reserve... and one more per ton you bring back.

DECK, U-3955[edit]

The First Watch Officer (1WO), a young men not much older than 20, stands at the top of the fin's tower and observes the transaction through binoculars.

DOCKS, TALLINN, NIGHT[edit]

The docks are barely lit by a single lamp post on this chilly Spring night. With its lights down, a Soviet Army truck slowly drives by the docked Estonian trawler. The Estonian captain and two of his crewmen apprehensively walk across the truck's path. The driver flashes the head beams twice and stops. The three fishermen walk up to the truck.

-Let's move, says the driver in Estonian.

-How many you got? asks the captain.

-20 barrels.

-Ok, that will do, replies the captain, figuring out the maths as he answers. Can you pull back by my boat.

-No, replies the driver nervously. Let's do it here right now. You have the money?

-Better, the captain pulls the gold bar and hands it to the driver. That's five times the value.

The driver inspects the Swastika bullion as the two other fishermen pull up the tail tarp and start rolling down the drums out of the truck.

NAVIGATION TABLE, INTERIOR U-3955, 5 MAY 1945, EARLY MORNING[edit]

Baltic Seabed Atlas

The U-boat Commander, the Engineer and Navigator, all in their early 20s, are drawing radius with compasses on a map of the Baltic sea as the Estonian captain accompanied by Eveliina and Marie stand by. Marie starts crying as heavy metallic noises emanate from the pressurized hull. Eveliina plays the music box's Swedish Rhapsody to soothe her.

-20 times 0.1341 ton, that's 2682 kg... With what's left in the tank, it's barely 3 tons, says the Engineer.

-We won't make it passed Gotland, replies the Navigator looking at the map.

The U-boat Commander looks at the Estonian, then at Eveliina still singing to Marie's ear.

-You're sure he can't get more, asks the Commander?

Eveliina translates.

-No, he will already have to account for the missing 20, says the Estonian to Eveliina. That's all we can do... Can you ask him to bring us back up now?

Before Eveliina could even translate a message pops from the Enigma machine. All heads turns towards the Radioman. 1WO walks to him and picks up the transcribed message and reads:

-From OKW, Flensburg: ALL SHIPS ARE TO CEASE FIRE EFFECTIVE IMMEDIATELY AND MAKE THEIR WAY TO THE NEAREST ALLIED FORCES PORT FLYING A BLACK FLAG.

-That means we can't even surrender to the Swedes. Our only hope is to make it past Fehmarn, replies the Commander...

Suddenly, the Watchman stops his rotation of the periscope and shouts.

-Commander! A four engine bomber is flying low at 11 o'clock.

-That's the third one this morning. They're is no way we can resurface before sunset, says the Commander.

-If that trawler stands still all day, it'll attract attention. The Soviets will dispatch a Corvette. We have to move on, says 1WO.

Eveliina who understood the conversation, thus the implications for her, Marie and the Estonian captain, becomes the center of attention.

-What's going on, asks the Estonian.

-I don't mind continuing with you, says Eveliina to the Germans ignoring the Estonian...

-What about him, asks the Engineer.

All heads turn towards the Estonian who looks confused.

BALTIC SEA, 20 NAUTICAL MILES FROM TALLINN[edit]

A tiny black inflatable raft unfolds as it reaches the surface followed by the Estonian captain who pops out of the water like a fishing quark wearing a Tauchretter. He climbs onto the raft, sinks into it and stares at 3 gold bars which he pulls from his pocket before starting to row towards his trawler half a NM away.

COMMAND POST, U-3955, MORNING[edit]

-5 fathom down, 220 degrees WSW, 90 percent speed, shouts the 1WO to the Crew as the Watchman pulls down the periscope.

-Welcome aboard ladies, says the Commander as he looks at Eveliina holding Marie bearing a smile.

-Thank you Captain.

-Commander... corrects the Commander.

TORPEDO ROOM, U-3955[edit]

The numbing sound of transformers echoes through the U-boat's hull. Eveliina sits by Marie on a lower berth in the torpedo room. The Commander walks to them and kneels down.

-So what's her name?

-Marie.

The Commander caresses Marie's forehead.

-Hopefully, she'll get to grow up in peace.

-Yes, replies Eveliina not too sure on how to react to the Commander's proximity.

-How old are you?

-17...

-That's how old I was when I embarked on my first patrol, like 5 years ago. When I leave this ship, hopefully we all will, I'll be 17 again... Fucking war... It's like time stopped.

-You're only 22? and a Commander!

The Commander smiles.

-This is my first patrol as Commander. We left Danzig for a training sortie on March 26 and have been playing hide and seek with the Russians since then.

COMMAND POST, U-3955, DAY[edit]

The Commander gets back to the command post to relieve 1WO.

-All good 1WO, asks the Commander.

-Yes, as you can hear we've switched to diesel about 5 minutes ago to reload the batteries. We should reach the tip of Gotland with 3 hours.

-Great. Rest well 1WO.

1W0 salutes the Commander and starts walking away from the command post, then stops and turns around.

-I must say Commander, it is highly irregular to bring unauthorized civilians on board... Let alone, leaving them unguarded in the torpedo room. You leave me with no choice but to report this in my diary.

The Commander waits a few seconds to gage the 1WO's motivations...

-Relax 1WO... The war is over...

CAPTAIN'S QUARTER, OFF FÅRÖ ISLAND, SWEDEN, MAY 5, 1945, EVENING[edit]

One by one, the Commander pulls a dozen of compact wooden boxes from his safe and hands them to the Navigator who places them side by side on the Commander's berth. All are sealed and bear an engraved Deutsche Reichsbank eagle on their lid.

-You are sure about the position? asks the Commander.

The Navigator is stunned by the number of boxes.

-Yeah... How much is that? I thought you meant 20-30 kg...

-One hundred kg per box. If we secure 10, that's a ton... We can't risk them seizing it all from us. Not the Russians nor the Swedes.

-Hell no!

-You have to make absolutely sure that we have the right coordinates...

-I double checked with the sextant and triple checked with the lighthouse... We're spot on... 500m in line.

-Right on, answers the Commander as he contemplates the stack of gold.... Oh, and how do we know that 1WO won't come out?

-Engineer is keeping him busy fixing the alternator in the Diesel room.

-I don't like this DJ fuck-head. Gives me the creeps.

-He's a fighter, Commander... Well, I'm going to gear up now...

Navigator opens the door to walk out.

-Ok... Last thing... Can you ask Radioman to send an encrypted message to Flensburg with our coordinates. This shall be our last recorded position...

SEABED, OFF FÅRÖ ISLAND[edit]

Standing on the seabed by merely 15m depth, the Navigator is scouting the horizon with a battery lantern, trying to count the boxes. His stiff diving suit prevents him from looking up at a wooden box which is plummeting down along his breathing tube. The box hits the side of his helmet and knocks him over on the murky seabed creating a cloud of dust.

U-3955 DECK, OFF FÅRÖ ISLAND, MAY 5, 1945, DAY[edit]

The Engineer holds the umbilical breathing tube/cord as the Commander dumps the remaining boxes one by one aiming at the fading light below.

-It's getting tighter. Like if he got deeper... warns the Engineer.

-The light hasn't moved... Is he responding?

The Engineer hits the cord twice and waits for a response as the Commander's focus shifts from the bottom of the sea to the rotating beam of the lighthouse.

Suddenly, the cord is pulled 3 times meaning that the diver requests to be pulled back up...

U-3955 DECK, OFF FÅRÖ ISLAND, NIGHT[edit]

The 3 officers are now at the ship's stern.

-This gold doesn't belong to us, but it for sure doesn't belong to the Russians nor to the British, nor to the Americans... utters the Commander. So, for now, it shall remain submerged until the three of us agree on what to do with it, right?

-And if one of us disappears? suggests the Engineer.

-Well then the two remaining will decide... replies the Commander.

-And if we all disappear! proposes the Navigator.

At that moment Eveliina pops out of the fin's hatch and climbs down ladder, surprising the 3 men.

-Well lets figure this out later on, now we need to find a way out of here, says the Navigator as he helps the Engineer carrying the diving equipment inside.

-Can I help? asks Eveliina as she passes the 2 officers on the narrow path leading to the stern of the ship.

-No, we're good... Go comfort the Commander... He's in the midst of an existential crisis.

She walks towards the Commander, sitting at the ship's stern, staring at the lighthouse .

-Can I join you Commander? asks Eveliina.

The Commander turns around and smiles at Eveliina.

-Sure... You want to sit down? replies the Commander as he lays his life vest on the steel deck as a cushion. You smoke?

-Ok...

The Commander pulls a couple of "Favorit Zigaretten" and blows a long flames out of his tube lighter to ignite Eveliina's cigarette.

-That's good... We have to save the petrol! says Eveliina as she gently pulls the Commander's hand away.

The Commander lights his own. They look at the lighthouse beam for a while...

-You should go back home Eveliina... The war is over now and Germany is not the place to be, says the Commander. We could drop you off here. This is Sweden. They're neutral. You could be home in a couple of weeks.

Eveliina remains silent for a moment.

-I'm sure I'll find him...

-Even if he made it, which is rather unlikely, he'll probably be sent to a labour camp in Ural or even further... For God knows how long...

The lighthouse beam passes right above their heads.

-Then I'll wait... I'm not going back to them. I want my daughter to be wanted... proud. Proud of her mother and proud of her father. I don't want her to grow up ashamed... hiding the fact that her father was the enemy and that her mother was a loose girl...

-Maybe you're right... But a loose girl... That much? replies the Commander teasing Eveliina.

-You know what I mean...

A moment passes. The Commander is uneasy, not sure if he offended Eveliina with his comment.

-You have a wife? asks Eveliina, breaking the silence.

-No... Never even had a real girlfriend.

-What do you mean Real?

-Well like a girl I go out with... Write to... That kind of things.

-But you've been with women before?

-Of course... I'm a seaman.

-You mean prostitutes...

-Yes... Kind of, replies the Commander embarrassingly.

-And did you love them.

-I liked one... She was a Polish girl in Danzig. I think she liked me too.

-And?

-Don't know. When we came back from a patrol, the brothel had been destroyed by an air raid.

Eveliina looks down, the back at the Commander.

-Sorry...

-I don't think she died. Neighbours said all the girls went to the shelter... But no one knows where they went after...

Eveliina kisses the Commander on the cheek.

NAVIGATOR'S TABLE, OFF FÅRÖ ISLAND, NIGHT[edit]

The Commander and the Navigator are drinking Ersatzkaffee while studying a map of Gotland.

-There are two possibilities. Either we try Visby and purchase from a fisherman, which means we have to enter and wait in the straight or we try the base here on Fårö, where there is a base... points out the Navigator.

-We could get squeezed in the straight... But then again, buying from the Swedish Navy...

-Maybe we bribe a seaman...

-In German?

At this moment Eveliina pulls the curtain and walks out of the adjacent Commander's quarters.

-Did we wake you up?

-It's Okay, Marie is sleeping...

-Coffee? Offers the Commander.

-No thanks, I don't drink coffee yet, and it wouldn't be good for the baby... responds Eveliina as she looks at the map.

-You're right, although it's not even coffee, replies the Navigator as he looks at his reflection inside his cup.

-I speak Swedish, if that helps?

Both look at her incredulous...

-How many languages do you speak? Asks the Commander.

-Three. Finnish at school, Swedish at home and German... Well, in you know... smiles Eveliina... and some Estonian, at the fish-market.

-Wow, replies the Navigator.

-So you heard what we were saying, says the Commander.

-Yes, you guys want to sneak onto the island to buy or get some diesel from the Swedish Navy. But you don't speak Swedish!

-Basically that's it, answers the Commander.

-How long do you think it will take. I can't really leave Marie for more then 4 hours without feeding her.

-4 hours! I think it'll be at least 12! if not a a whole day... says the Commander.

U-3955, ELECTRICAL ENGINE ROOM, MAY 6, 1945, DAY[edit]

The U-boat's Engineer ties a last wire to a Breast pump prototype under the suspicious eye of the Commander.

-And you're sure this will work?

-Yes, it's Edward Lasker, who was a student at Charlottenburg's Technical Institute where I studied who invented this.

-Lasker, the chess player? asks the Commander.

-Yes, answers the Engineer. So you want me to make the demonstration on you or directly on her?

-Well, maybe we'll test on a crewman first.

SHORE, FÅRÖ ISLAND, MAY 6, 1945, DUSK[edit]

The Commander, the Navigator and Eveliina beach their inflatable boat on the northern shore of Fårö Island.

-Don't worry, she'll be fine... says the Navigator to Eveliina. There are 50 daddies playing mommy on board.

-I've just never left her, replies Eveliina.

-Let's go! says the Commander as he grabs one side of the boat.

The trio takes covers in a wooden patch about 500m north of the Fårö Fyr.

-There should be a road leading to the lighthouse. We can walk along until we hit a cross road. Says the Navigator.

-Do you guys know where we're going? asks Eveliina.

-To get diesel! reply the two guys, looking at each other.

FÅRÖ FYR, FÅRÖ ISLAND, NIGHT[edit]

Fårö fyr

The trio reach the lighthouse and take cover behind rocks, scouting the area for potential vigils. The lighthouse beam intermittently bouncing off a patch of fog over the sea, illuminates the area revealing several barrels sitting at the bottom of the tower.

-Do you think they're full, asks Eveliina noticing the barrels.

-Most likely paraffin for the lamp, replies the Navigator, who looks at the Commander. What do you think?

(Type XXI submarines were initially developed to run using paraffin for air-independent propulsion but the project was abandoned by the Kriegsmarine and replaced by dielsel/electric engines.)

-No... She's not ready... I mean we'd have to run it by Engineer but... Anyhow, strange that the whole set up is left unguarded, says the Commander.

At that moment, light beams flicker through the forest, revealing an incoming vehicle and defining the prospective road.

An M/43 Volvo all terrain vehicle arrives and stops at the foot of the lighthouse. The two men on board walk out and start calling a name out loud... No one replies... Until a dark shape, lying a couple of rocks away from Eveliina, starts moving. The Commander muzzles her from behind as the Navigator aims his handgun at the Swedish seaman who is slowly standing up, gathering his weapon, helmet and backpack, on which he had been sleeping, and walking towards the vehicle.

-Yeah, yeah... shouts the sleepy vigil as the two others break into laughter.

The tree Swedes sit by the paraffin barrels and pull out a bottle of Akvavit to celebrate the end of the war leaving the vehicle unattended, 10 meters away...

Behind their rocks, the Navigator looks at the Commander, who then looks at Eveliina, still muzzled, then back at the Navigator...

-I guess this is our chance! If we get separated, walk back to the lifeboat and hide. We'll either be there or they'll send another boat to get you.

-What do you mean separated! Let's stay together right, says Eveliina as she pulls the Commander's hand away from her mouth.

On those words, the Navigator notices that one of the Swedes stands up to take a piss against the lighthouse tower.

-Let's go.

The trio climb onto the road and make a loop around the vehicle to approach it from behind, hidden from the Swedish seamen. The Commander pushes Eveliina onto the back seat then climbs over the front seat where the Navigator is busy trying to figure out the starting system.

-You think this is it?

-How would I know...

-Well, they're about 3 seconds away from us... maybe 5 because they're drunk. So you got to get it right the first time. I can't start shooting at Swedes... Plus the war is over.

-Shooting! I thought you guys brought me along because I could negotiate, murmurs Eveliina from the bottom of the back seat.

-Well, change of plans... We didn't know they'd provide us with a getaway car...

The sound of the escaping vehicle steers the Swedes into motion, but the darkness of the Baltic night prevents them from firing a single shot.

COMMAND POST, U-3955[edit]

Marie is crying as the Engineer and two other seamen desperately try to get her drink from a pierced pouch containing her mother's milk. Radioman kneels in front of her and starts playing the music box. Marie slowly stops to cry, and starts suckling the pouch to the crew's great relief.

MAIN GATE OF THE SWEDISH NAVAL BASE, FÅRÖ ISLAND, NIGHT[edit]

All lights down, the trio's vehicle is parked a short distance from main gate of the island's Naval Base.

-We're talking not even 10km... They'll be back within less than 2 hours!

-The way they were guarding the lighthouse, maybe we have a shot at getting in.

-It doesn't look like there is a fence besides the gate.

-But where is the depot? Plus how many barrels can we fit in here.

The Navigator looks at the space behind him.

-Like 6 max.

-That's good. We could probably get passed Rugen with that. We just need to know if the Russians reached much further.

ROAD BACK TO FÅRÖ FYR, FÅRÖ ISLAND, NIGHT[edit]

The trio's M/43 Volvo stacked up to the roof with diesel drums zooms by the 3 seamen they stole it from before they could once again have time to pull their weapons. Confused and concerned about the outcome of the potentially embarrassing situation, the Swedes start walking back towards the lighthouse.

-Did you notice a slipway at the end of the road, asks the Commander.

-No, but it wouldn't make sense that they're wouldn't be one, replies the Navigator.

-Well we have maybe half an hour to get the raft and dump the drums. Eveliina, can you drive?

-Not really... I only drove a farmer's tractor when I was a kid.

-Ok so you get the boat and steer it back close to the lighthouse. Don't forget both paddles and the rope.

-You think it's all going fit on the boat? There was barely enough room for the 3 of us, asks Eveliina concerned.

-We'll tow the barrels.

-But they'll sink!

-Don't worry...

FÅRÖ FYR, FÅRÖ ISLAND, MAY 7, 1945, DAWN[edit]

-Shit, it's gonna be day before we even leave.

-Hopefully the 3 Swedes are making their way back here and not alerting the base.

-Ok, let's go. Eveliina, to the boat.

-Nav, help me unload then drive the kastenwagen back at least one km up the road and run back. Find a way to stall them when they find it...

All three execute their task in a flash.

SIDE OF THE ROAD, FÅRÖ ISLAND, DAWN[edit]

The 3 Swedes take cover in the forest as they notice the head beams of their running m/43 pointing towards them. After debating a plan of action, they cautiously walk to the m/43 pointing their weapons in its direction. After a longish standoff, they realize that the vehicle has been empty all along. They debate weather they should report the whole incident... One starts walking back towards the lighthouse as the two others drive back to the base, hoping that the longish watch turnover will get unnoticed...

OFF FÅRÖ ISLAND, MORNING[edit]

The fin of U-3955 pops out of the water to the great relief of the Commander, Navigator and Eveliina who are arduously rowing with 6 fully loaded barrels in tow. Seeing two full bottle of Akvavit at the bottom of the boat, Eveliina teases the Navigator.

-I see you trusted that the barrels would float but you didn't take any chance with the bottles!

FÅRÖ FYR, FÅRÖ ISLAND, MORNING[edit]

The Swedish relief vigil finally arrives by foot to the lighthouse, just in time to witness the German U-Boat diving less than 200m from shore.

Incredulous, he starts walking back towards the base...

U-3955, TURBINE ROOM, MAY 7, 1945, DAY[edit]

The Commander surrounded by Eveliina, Marie and most of the crew are gathered in the turbine room as the Navigator pours Akvavit into the seamen's tin cups.

-skål! Shouts the Navigator as he raises his glass to the crew and the girls.

-To all the mommies on board, pursues the Engineer!

Eveliina stands up.

-Thank you Engineer and thank you all for taking care of my little Marie while I was ashore...

-Our little Marie! shouts a seaman as he mimics holding one of his breast.

The Commander stands up and waits for the commotion and laughter that follows to settle before addressing the crew. At his side stands an uncomfortable 1WO.

-As you know, our country has now officially surrendered... The war is over... We have lost... Although I am still the Commander of this ship, as a renegade officer, I no longer have authority on its crew and therefore cannot unilaterally decide of its faith. Most of you are older than me. Many with families hopefully waiting for them in the motherland, or somewhere in what will be a whole new world.

As some of you know, this ship supports the latest classified technology designed by our country and is praised by our enemies... Former enemies... My instructions were to avoid seizure of this ship at any cost... Sailing it back to Soviet controlled Danzig is in contradiction with these orders. Scuttling the ship in deep enough water to avoid its raising would mean death for most, if not all of us... And we now have a baby on board...

Our only hope is to reach Bornholm, which is under the new German Government's control. Our batteries are now operational and fully loaded which means that we could try the impossible... reach Nexø by tonight. This means sailing submerged by at least 15 meters to clear the draft of the Soviet fleet for close to 250 NM. This also mean overriding our oxygen production by more than double its capabilities. So in the best interest of all, I ask of you to lie down, talk a minimum and prey. If we don't make it we'll have to surface in broad daylight... in very hostile waters.

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