A Most Wanted Man

(WOMAN ANNOUNCING INDISTINCTLY ON PA)

- (GRUNTS) - Oh!

Are you afraid, my friends?

Of us?

Of Islam?

People are suffering throughout the Muslim world.

In Palestine, Afghanistan, Baghdad.

But do I believe terrorism

is the justifiable consequence of this suffering?

No.

Violence against the innocent is not the way of Allah.

My charities are set up around the world

to stamp out poverty, as well as promote religious tolerance

and understanding.

We rely on your generous support to continue our work.

- Thank you. - (AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)

Yes, Maxi.

Maxi? What have you got? - Yeah?

Around 11:00 a.m. police received a report

about a suspicious figure in the central train station.

They were sent this image taken from a mobile phone.

The quality's not great but good enough to make a match.

Karpov, lssa.

Chechen, 26.

Classified as an escaped militant jihadist.

Hmm. Potentially violent.

Approach with caution.

Pull that down.

Security footage has him returning to the station

five times during the day.

Do we know that guy?

Not yet. Working on it.

- Ah. Give me the hands. Uh-huh.

Some sort of note?

Currency maybe.

That's our last sight of him.

Who else knows he's out there?

The cops haven't made a connection.

Mmm. And upstairs?

Mmm-mmm, doesn't look like it.

If not yet they will soon.

Karl, Rasheed, start with the mosques,

homeless shelters, don't break anything.

Niki, try the railway station.

Find out who the hell that scrawny bastard is.

Mmm-hmm.

Great.

Thank you.

Issa Karpov.

A Muslim first name and a Russian last name.

What does that tell us?

That the boy is confused.

And no patronymic.

Is he the son of nobody?

Issa... Jesus no less.

Maybe he's the son of God and he's come to save us.

- Save me. - (BOTH CHUCKLE)

Doner plate.

Coffee, black.

Coffee, black.

- One euro. - Cheers.

Salam.

Thank you.

Hmm.

Hello.

That scrawny bastard, they call him the Admiral.

He's drinking at Silbersack Bar.

- I think you know the place? - Ah.

Better than I should.

I'm looking at the receipts from Abdullah's trip to Dubai.

Why make a four hour layover, in Cyprus,

on your way back from Dubai, to Frankfurt?

When you can fly direct?

I don't know, Gunther. Air miles?

With my luck that's probably all it is.

Oh, "Seven Friends."

Is that all you have, Günther?

Oh, l wish.

It's a shipping company based in Cyprus.

Okay, I'll check it.

All right. Bye-bye.

Admiral.

Hmm.

Admiral.

Herr Dinkelmann.

Missing persons.

Strange boy.

Nervous.

He asked me to find someone for him.

A banker.

And this banker,

did he have a name?

You don't want it?

Brue.

Monsieur Tommy Brue.

Brue.

Word is Mohr is on to something.

His boys are hitting the streets.

Gunther?

They found Karpov.

Hmm.

Ah, good.

Keep him walking.

Karpov, the Russian, he's ours.

Am I to understand you've found him?

I remind you that your license to operate in Hamburg

is contingent on your co-operation with my office.

I am co-operating, Dieter.

I want this kid to talk to whoever he was told to talk to,

pray wherever he was told to pray,

sleep wherever he was told to sleep.

I don't want anybody else getting close to him before we do.

And if this kid lets off a bomb?

It's in your hands, Gunther.

Thank Christ it's not in yours

- because if it was you'd fuck it up. - Mmm-hmm.

Then I want it in writing, your signature on the letter,

because when the bomb goes off in Hamburg

I want you there to see the blood on the streets.

Have you ever seen blood on the streets?

Clown.

Melik. We have a guest.

This is lssa, from Chechnya.

That's the kind of face I make.

Weddings.

Every time I attend one, I see another good woman going to the wall.

Well, what about the man?

The man is the wall.

Oh.

The apartment belongs to a Leyla Oktay.

Turkish national, German resident.

A widow.

- One son, Melik. - (CELL PHONE RINGING)

Oh, Michael.

They have a citizenship application pending.

Michael.

You've upset Dieter Mohr.

Really?

It probably has something to do

with the terrorists you're allowing to walk the streets of Hamburg.

We're on a wait and see approach.

And what are we seeing?

Enough to keep waiting.

Don't underestimate Mohr.

He's got a lot of friends here in Berlin.

Why don't you give him the Chechen?

Let him shine while you stay focused on Abdullah.

I think he's moving the money to a shipping company.

Are you sure?

Not yet, but close.

I need more time.

I'll do what I can, Günther, but watch your back.

Word is the Americans are taking an interest.

- Thanks for the warning. - (HANGS UP)

Whoo-hoo! Whoo!

Americans.

Günther Bachmann?