Jack Strong

Everyone out of the building.

Right now! That's an order!

Hurry up, comrades;

there's nothing to see here.

Comrade colonel, we have the convicted

prisoner, Oleg Penkovsky.

Here is his sentence.

- Read it before...

- That won't be necessary.

Ivanov, you won't bury me.

Good God, save me.

- Have mercy on me, a sinner.

- Into the furnace.

No! You can't! No! Ivanov, no!

God, oh God, no!

May 17, time:
23:17. Interrogation of

Colonel Ryszard Kuklinski

continued after a technical break,

session 11.

Interrogated by Zygmunt Nowak.

When you began collaborating,

the Penkovsky affair

was still fresh.

I often thought of how

Oleg Penkovsky ended up.

He was convicted by

a court martial

in Moscow of spying for the USA

and executed by firing squad

in May 1963 I think it was.

Every spy, ours or theirs,

sooner or later

is exposed and ends up

like Penkovsky.

- You knew you'd be caught too.

- Correct, I did.

We stopped at your planning

the "Shield 68" maneuvers.

In the fall of '68,

Russia wanted

to deflect the world's attention

from its clashes with China

along the Amur river.

So they decided to come up

with something even more spectacular

Large-scale maneuvers

by Warsaw Pact forces

in the German

Democratic Republic;

I worked on them day and night...

Our brilliant comrade is here.

You're another Kutuzov,

comrade major.

Not just Kutuzov. You're Kutuzov

and Suvorov rolled into one!

You just forgot to give

us the names

of all the other geniuses

in the planning staff

who collaborated with you

on this project.

All their names, please...

There's nothing to give, no names.

I prepared the entire plan myself.

You did the work yourself?

The work of a dozen people?

Yes, comrade general, myself.

Well done!

But where'd you get the data

for the strategic assumptions?

- From staff officers in Berlin.

- And all the rest,

including details for tactical units,

you did that alone?

Yes, comrade.

Well done!

We'll send a congratulatory letter

to your Minister of Defense.

You're free to go,

comrade major.

Don't get up.

Now we can talk.

Maneuvers are cancelled, you know?

- What? Why?

- Because of you.

I don't understand.

You reconstructed the real plans

the Soviets have for war with NATO.

- Original ones?

- The didn't even have time

to send them to all their units,

and you presented identical ones

as a training exercise!

They're planning an offensive strike

against NATO?

They say Kulikov himself personally

worked on it for four years.

A spoiling attack on Germany

isn't exactly in accordance

with socialist military doctrine.

And you did it in three months.

Is something wrong?

So, to repulse the attack

the Americans will use weapons

of mass destruction:

- atomic and hydrogen bombs.

- And?

They'll launch 300 warheads at us,

at the first and second attacks.

They'll destroy every Polish city

and turn Poland into one

huge f***ing Hiroshima.

Not against us, but as they'll

have to stop the Soviets...

- Who knows about this?

- Everyone who should.

- Everyone?

- Do you want Comrade Wieslaw

himself to talk to the Americans

over the heads of the Soviets?

Not Comrade Wieslaw...

I could... assign you to Washington

as an attache.

We're just speculating here;

there won't be any war.

We have to trust in merciful God.

Citizen major!

- Don't forget this...

- Thank you, good night.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Have you been crying?

- How was it in Moscow?

A success... I met Kulikov.

- He's back?

- From where?

Czechoslovakia.

Yes. In Prague it's

all over for them.

- "Spring's" gone.

- Summer?

Some guy supposedly doused himself

with paint thinner,

then set himself on fire.

At the harvest festival,

and Cyrankiewicz and Gomolka saw him.

- Why would he do that?

- From shame.

That's why you were crying?

Ryszard...

If it happens here, we won't give up

like the Czechs, will we?

Dad! Is he ours?

Can we teach him to fetch?

And carry dispatches.

What'll we call him? Szarik?

Civvy. We'll call him Civvy,

right, dad?

Calm down! It's a she, and

her name is Zuza.

But can we teach him to fetch?

And play dead?

Our neighbor's dachshund knows

how to play dead.

"Her".

You heard it's a she, moron.

- You're the moron.

- Calm down!

I'll take the dog. Back to bed!

You'll be able to play with her

before you go to school.

I'll get up at six!

Or even earlier...

- With your butt pointed upward!

- Calm down. Attention!

- Fall out!

- Yes sir!

Don't salute me without a cap.

Let me have her.

She's beautiful.

- Coming to bed?

- In a while...

You needn't hurry;

I've got company.

GENERAL STAFF:

What's up? What's that pile of junk

doing by the gate?

Hi! Things are hot in Gdansk.

We're monitoring the police band.

One person's dead for sure.

What does "dead" mean? Killed?

Shot? Who did the shooting?

F***ing heroes in blue uniforms.

It wasn't us, was it?

We don't know. The 32nd mechanized

has been on alert since yesterday.

Rakowiecki went to Gdansk

yesterday.

Marian? What for?

It sure is cold.

They've got it rough up there.

A group of young people...

...it's a scandal...

...it's probably about...

...the blood of children...

Do you understand any of this?

Turn it up.

...it's making a terrible impression...

...it needs to be cleaned up...

Vehicle commanders, fall in!

What is this?

We're in crisis, and you officers

are listening to the radio?

If you have nothing to do,

I'll find work for you.

Shoveling the snow!

Fall out!

Damn lifer d*ckhead.

3, 2, 1 ...

Happy New Year 1971!

Play the national anthem, ok?

Poland has not yet perished,

so long as we still live.

What the alien force

has taken from us,

we shall retrieve with a saber.

March, march, Dabrowski,

From the Italian land to Poland...

Marian, you were in Gdansk.

Who gave the order?

How's it going?

- Careful!

- Sorry.

"Wieslaw."

A warning salvo at the street,

then we could use our weapons.

- Most caught the ricochets.

- What do you mean, "most"?

We put 61,000 soldiers,

1800 tanks,

and 1750 APCs on the streets.

Someone had to die, didn't they?

The whole army against

3,000 workers?

What were they armed with,

trowels?

No, most were from the shipyard.

Orders came from Moscow; you've

been promoted to light colonel.

Congratulations.

- Did you shoot, Marian?

- Ask me once again.

Did you shoot?

I did.

We all did.

We cried, man how we cried,

but we shot.

We had no choice.

Let's drink.

What else do we have left?

Drink like Soviets and

behave like Soviets.

Your dad was in the Home Army,

mine was too! Damned reactionaries...

Hey, maybe we're Soviets,

not Poles, huh?

Deep down

we tell ourselves we're Kosciuszko,

Polish army officers,

but the Soviets own our souls,

not some damn Kosciuszko.

Let's hope the new year

is better than the old one.

- It won't be unless...

- Shh, at least let's wish it.

It's really rocking.

- Want a drink?

- Just what I need now.

Seasick? It'll pass.

You know Wilhelmshaven.

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