Berlin Station

Previously on "Berlin Station"...

I'm looking at a station in utter disarray.

To top it off, Chief of Station is in the wind.

One more fuck up, Langley's in here cleaning house.

I think Hector is Thomas Shaw.

You realize what you're accusing your friend of?

Hector helped De Vos escape the black site,

and De Vos is happy to do his bidding.

You afraid you'll jump or fall?

Fall. Afraid I'll jump every time.

I'm gonna give you Thomas Shaw. In return,

I walk out of Germany a free man.

- I'm sorry, Daniel, you had to lie for... - Hey! Uhh!

I'm here on behalf of the Agency

to conduct a polygraph examination.

It's not working. Textbook avoidance techniques.

- We could force it. Scopolamine. - Do it.

Consider the ramifications if you're wrong.

- I'm not wrong. - What did you do to Julian De Vos?

- Did you help him escape? - No, he helped me.

What the fuck is your problem?

Currently, you are.

Don't make me take things into my own hands.

- Mr. DeJean, are you Thomas Shaw? - No.

Thomas Shaw is dead.

There's a bucket for that.

Uhh!

Okay, Julian, let's try again.

Why were you renting flats

to a Libyan terrorist cell in Brussels?

Maybe we should pay a visit to your friends in Tripoli?

Catch the next flight from Marrakesh?

I-I didn't know.

Look at him.

You'd almost give him milk and cookies

before turning him over to Hans.

How does Hans get around Hector's diplomatic immunity?

He knows how to bend the law when necessary.

He will not allow immunity to apply to Thomas Shaw.

The one question that ultimately mattered, and he passed it. How?

Well, there's nothing sacred about a polygraph.

You know that. It's a scare tactic.

What, you're not suggesting we let him go on a technicality?

Do you think handing him over to the Germans

is the right move?

They don't crack him, then what?

Well, what do you suggest?

We call headquarters

and tell them about our little stage play?

They cannot be trusted.

Fine, but you tell Hans I want a spot to watch.

If he can lie to us, he will lie to them through his teeth.

All right.

Hans.

Cutting it close, Steven.

We're minutes from the start of business.

Well, I think we have Shaw,

but there's a discrepancy in the polygraph.

- What does your gut tell you? - We have him.

- Then we have a deal. - Who is it?

Not on an open line, Hans.

Of course.

Can you at least tell me who will be doing the handover?

Daniel Miller. I-I have to get back to Kelly.

And Daniel wants to witness your interrogation.

Tell Daniel my team will be waiting

at the Gleisdreieck parking garage in 30 minutes.

And give Kelly a hug goodbye from me.

Thanks, Hans.

I'll send you a postcard when the dust settles.

30 minutes. Gleisdreieck parking garage.

Get him there in one piece.

Goodbye, Daniel.

Today, the Germans get the credit,

but your time will come when all's said and done.

I won't hold my breath.

Mm.

What's Clay Williams doing here?

Damage control.

Just when you thought things couldn't get any worse...

Willkommen.

Didn't know you were coming to Berlin.

Last-minute call.

Not a moment too soon, given the state of this place.

Well, I-I-I assume you're here to help us find Steven Frost?

Uh, we could use a top dog like yourself

to convince the Germans to lift the arrest warrant.

We have more problems than Steven Frost...

the shooting at a mall,

Clare Itani dead and her killer MIA.

I need to close out the losava case.

Marina!

I want every scrap of paper and surveillance

pertaining to him.

Coordinate with Kirsch here.

If you could just show me when...

Marina, could you just give me a sec? Please?

Yeah.

Listen, uh, Clay, it goes without saying

that the Station and I are at your disposal.

But I'd... I would like a little more assurance from your end

that Steven is a priority.

Well, I would like to know that you have things under control

as Acting Chief.

What the fuck is "Brown Bear"?

Brown Bear?

The call Ms. Edwards took from Hector DeJean

the night of the Clare Itani negotiation.

See, I've been digging around in the records.

- Have you? - Yeah.

I want you to arrange

to have her called back to Langley immediately.

First, an accountability review board,

then a Justice referral, if necessary.

We're dropping like flies here, Clay.

Shouldn't this wait a beat?

Since when does the Chief wait to get his tribe in order?

Right.

By the way, these proof of life photos

from when the Romanians took losava...

you procured these, right?

- That's right. - How?

Contact in the polizei.

After all my parking tickets, they owed me.

Next time, don't forget to log the source.

Sure thing.

Jesus Christ.

This was your charade.

You're one to talk...

Thomas Shaw.

Oh, you're not?

Oh, right. He's dead.

Where do we start?

The murder of Claudia Gartner?

The bug in my phone?

What, you have some perverted fascination

with my private life?

How about my right to a lawyer? Where's my phone?

Oh, your phone's safe in my pocket,

in case you get any calls I might like to know about.

Julian De Vos, perhaps?

How'd you pass that last question?

No, it's okay. I know.

Regulate your breathing, steady your heart rate.

Or maybe lying comes easier to Thomas Shaw

than telling the truth?

You might need a lawyer, too.

Kidnapping and drugging a federal officer

of the United States government.

A lawyer, Hector?

Well, you're gonna need a lot more than a fucking lawyer.

Snowden was smart enough to hightail it to Russia.

You're fucked, you fucking traitor.

You, Hector?

You?

Come on.

It's just the two of us now.

No, it isn't, Daniel.

I know about the black site, De Vos,

Ingrid Hollander, all of it.

I'm afraid you don't.

All right, let's go.

You can take your mind games to the Germans.

- The Germans? - Yeah. They'll take over from here.

Maybe they'll invite

some ex-Stasi interrogators to the party.

You don't want to do that, Sherlock. Trust me.

The fuck was that?

These Stasi buildings had tunnels underneath them.

Let's go. This way.

Valerie.

Yes, Robert?

Could you just drop the snark and come in here, please?

Close the door.

Please?

Another 5 feet, you would've noticed Clay Williams is here.

He's in Steven's office.

Okay. Am I supposed to be as thrown off balance as you are?

I don't know. You tell me.

What the hell is "Brown Bear"?

Oh, boy.

Judging from that look, something shady.

Fuck.

Well, I'm not gonna bother to grill you, because...

well, Clay wants the big guys at Langley

to take care of that part.

What did you just say?

Sorry. It's regulations, Valerie...

something you obviously did not follow

during negotiations with Ruth losava.

Please tell me you didn't let Hector go rogue,

the state he was in.

Station's in enough trouble at the moment.

Then why didn't you cover for me?

Why didn't you make something up?

Why don't I know about this? Let's start there.

Because I'm not an idiot, Robert.

Why would I tell you anything

after you pulled my files for back pocket blackmail?

All right, I get it. I get it. You're upset.