clearly
and definitely getting better.
Very soon you'll need to go out,
the boy needs fresh air.
In our time fresh air
is the best remedy.
Meanwhile give me the names
of some of your friends,
your husband's friends.
Sir,
try to speak to
the retired general
Fritz Nusch.
He lives in Ransdorf.
He's my husband's old acquaintance.
I pray to God that he would
remain kind to us.
Fritz Nusch. Ransdorf. Do you
remember the name of the street?
No, I don't.
They may refuse to give a general's
address in the address bureau.
He's very old, he's not any longer
in the army, he's over 80.
And what about his head?
What do you mean?
I'm afraid,
maybe, he's sclerotic.
These geezers are the cause of all
the harm in the world.
Oh, come on, sir,
the general is so kind.
Okay, who else?
Try...
to contact Frau...
Aihelbrenner.
She lives in Potsdam.
Kmellitse Street, in her own house.
Thank you.
That's already something.
I'll try to make
these people your collaterals.
And one more thing.
Your concierge
identified two of
the bags they found as yours.
Yes, tomorrow in the morning
I'll come here together with him,
and we'll open these bags
in his and in your doctor's presence.
Maybe, you'll give
instructions right on the spot.
I'll exchange the unnecessary stuff
for the things for our little one.
Thank you.
God will repay your kindness.
God never forgets kind deeds.
- Are you a Lutheran?
- No, I'm not.
My family has always belonged
to the Catholic church...
And I'm a Lutheran.
But it doesn't matter.
What matters is
to have God in your soul.
And, finally, the last thing.
Please, sign this request
to make the first payment to you
right away.
Here, please.
Thank you.
I wish you a quick recovery.
And kiss
your giant for me.
This was Erwin's bag.
He could recognize it out of a thousand.
The radio transmitter was kept in it.
Stirlitz didn't know
why he went after these people.
He didn't know
what his next move would be.
He didn't know that in the lab Kathe's
fingerprints had been found
not only
on the outer side of he bag.
Her fingerprints were found
on the frequency panel,
and on the black ebonite earphones.
Put it over there.
Top secret.
Personal file on Jurgenn Rolf,
SS Sturmbanfuhrer
(4th Depart. Of the Reich Security)
Reference on Jurgenn Rolf,
Nazi Party member since 1934.
SS Sturmbanfuhrer.
A true Aryan.
Of Nordic character, brave.
Maintains good relations
with his colleagues.
Irreproachable in performing his duty.
Merciless towards the Reich's enemies.
An excellent athlete.
An excellent family man.
No discrediting liaisons.
Holder of the Reichsfuhrer's decorations.
You're what, getting ready to evacuate?
No, it's a radio transmitter.
Collecting them?
And where's the owner?
It's a lady-owner.
You may go.
I think, the owner is dead.
And the lady-owner is in the
hospital with a newly born baby.
A newly born baby
would be the last straw for us.
Besides, this bitch
is off her head.
What are you going to do? You can't
question her. Not in this condition.
As for me, I think it's the most
suitable condition for questioning.
And we usually drag it out, wait for
God knows what.
The chief blockhead from the department
showed her a photo of the bags.
Asked if she could identify
her belongings.
She won't escape.
Her baby is there, and no visitors are
allowed into the children's section.
I don't think she can
run away and abandon her baby.
However...
God only knows.
I decided
to bring her here today.
Sounds reasonable. Did you put
guards there?
We need to keep an eye
on possible contacts.
We put our nurse there
and replaced the janitor by our man.
Why then
bring her here?
You'll spoil the whole game.
What if she starts seeking contact?
I'm in two minds myself.
I'm afraid she'll come to her senses.
You know those Russians, don't you?
You need to take them while they're
lax and weak.
Why do you think she's Russian?
That