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Quite a story.
For a moment,
they had me convinced I was crazy.
But when they came to take me,
when they...
...killed your friend, I knew.
I'm not sure how I can be of service.
I need you to help me prove I'm me.
May I?
Please.
It's a gift from my father.
I always have it with me.
These mean anything to you?
No. It's my wife's writing.
So they mean something to her.
That's my schedule for this week.
I wrote it from memory.
Your wife's involvement in this.
There must have been something in
the past, a new friend, an acquaintance?
No, no, no.
Unexplained absence?
No, no. There was nothing.
I would've known.
Men always like to think.
It's not Liz. I know her.
Yet she does not know you.
Look, whoever's been doing this,
they've been planning it for some time.
They have passports, credit cards,
family photos, for God's sakes.
I mean, this takes preparation,
doesn't it?
They have detailed knowledge of my
research, my relationship with Professor-
As well as the fact that you were going
to have a random accident...
...that would allow a stranger
to seamlessly take your place?
These people may be good,
but they are not God.
A little confirmation would be nice.
Somewhere there's proof.
They can't have thought of everything.
The question is,
why would they want to take your place?
What could they gain from being you?
What does your wife gain
by denying you exist?
Do you believe me?
In the Stasi, we had a basic principle:
Ask enough questions and a man who
is lying will eventually change his story...
...but a man who tells the truth
cannot change his...
...however unlikely his story sounds.
- Do you believe me?
- I believe...
...you are telling the truth, Dr. Harris.
I'll start by calling your colleague
at Langemore.
As you say, it's Thanksgiving,
and there's the time difference...
...so it may take time to make contact.
Then there is the question of....
Oh, of money. Of course.
Unfortunately, yes. Money.
Of course. Here.
Here's everything I have.
I'll pay you in full as soon as I can.
- For expenses.
- Sure.
I'll need 24 hours.
Call me tomorrow afternoon.
And go find your taxi driver.
See if she'll talk to me.
She was there at the beginning of all this.
Perhaps she knows something.
I've already tried.
There may be details we've overlooked.
That's what I was really known for,
details.
Gina?
I know why you ran away
from the accident.
You're an illegal.
If the police had picked you up,
they would have deported you.
Look, I want you to have this.
- What if I don't want it?
- It's worth at least 5000 Euro.
Feel the weight of it.
Go on. It's the real thing.
"E.H. to M.H."?
Elizabeth Harris, my wife, to me, Martin.
Special gift.
Okay, Martin Harris.
What do you want?
There's someone
I need you to speak to.
- I'm not talking to the police.
- He's not the police. I promise you.
I just need you to tell him
what happened.
Anything,
everything you can remember.
And I need a place to crash tonight.
Please?
Sentiment,
it's always the first thing to go.
OFFICER:
Brandt.
Jrgen?
I picked you up from the Adlon Hotel.
You wanted to go to the airport.
You were in a hurry.
That's it?
But I'd just arrived.
Doesn't make sense.
She didn't recognize you?
How long have you been married?
- Five years.
- Five years?
I know it sounds crazy, but it's true.
This is it.
Sorry, no elevator.
I know, not the Adlon Hotel.
The walls are made of cardboard,
but it's home.
I have to work tonight.
You can sleep in there.
I have extra mattress.
It's quaint.
Would you mind if I took a shower?
You could try. I'm not sure you will fit.
The light is broken. You need to leave
the door open if you want to see anything.
- I'm sorry. I just- I'm sorry.
- I give you a place to stay.
- That does not give you the right to-
- You're right.
They're good, the drawings.
You want to know?
This is me.
Two thousand
two hundred fifty-eight Euros...
...and counting.
I get to 4000, I can buy papers
so I can get the hell out of here.
Sell the watch.
You'll get more than you need.
I plan to.
Ohh.
How do you sleep?
Eh. He never goes for very long.
This guy, Jrgen.
He's absolutely no danger to you.
Okay.
Hello.
You got company.
Do you have the keys?
Bring it back to my place,
leave the keys on the TV...
...and don't forget to reset the meter.
- You're the best.
- I know. Come.
Yes, I sleep with every American
you send my way.
No need to explain.
Biko! You're going to be late.
Shh.
Jones?
Biko? Biko?
Who are you?
Who the hell are you?
Biko's keys.
Give them to me.
Come on, you can't stay here.
This one!
Are you all right?
That guy,
he killed a nurse in the hospital.
- What?
- He killed a nurse.
Sh*t!
- Left, go left!
- Hang on!
- Where is he?
- I can't see him.
- Where is-? Where's the wiper switch?
- It's on the left!
Sh*t!
Come on! Go!
- Get off the tracks!
- I'm trying to!
Jesus!
Come on, come on! Go!
Come on!
Run!
In here.
Out of the way. Out of the way.
- We are being followed.
- Vladimir.
How does it feel
# To treat me like you do? #
# When you've laid your hands upon me #
# And you've told me who you are #
# I thought I was mistaken #
# How do I feel? #
# Tell me now how do I feel? #
Gina.
You have to know I have never laid eyes
on those men.
Why the hell did you
have to get into my taxi?
I wish I hadn't. Believe me.
And Biko. His family is in Africa.
The money will just stop coming.
They will never know why.
Men like that, back there.
I have seen those kind of men before.
They killed my family in Bosnia.
My mother, my father, my brothers,
slaughtered!
We have to disappear.
- Gina, they're after me, not you.
- Don't be stupid. They're after both of us!
If they killed Biko,
they'll kill me just as easily.
Are you ready?
Don't ask.
Thank you.
I'm sorry I brought more trouble
into your life.
I will try and make up for it. I promise.
I know.
I've figured something out.
It's a simple code.
The first number refers to a page
in the book...
...the second to a line on that page,
the third to words on that line.
What are the words?
The Latin names of two plant species:
Calochortus albus
and Umbellularia Californica.
Fairy Lantern and California Bay,
both common, flowering plants.
What does it mean?
That I don't know.
Not part of your work,
or Professor Bressler's?
No.
Tell me, Martin, how close
are Professor Bressler and Prince Shada?
Very close. The prince is sponsoring
the summit. They're both progressives.
Bressler wants to end world hunger.
He's researching new forms
of crop cultivation...
...offering open access to his data.
The prince funds his work.
He knows the world will need food
long after his oil resources are depleted.
Those agricultural patents
will be worth a fortune.
But the prince's progressiveness
has cost him.
Extremists in his own country
hate him...
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