Patrik Pacard Decision in the Fjord (Ep. 4)
(Music)
(Narrator) Dimitri is pulling the strings of the biggest secret...
since the invention of the atomic bomb. Intelligence agencies pursue Patrik,
along with an underground Arab organization.
They tried to kidnap the boy and the plot failed, however, the Bakush
captured his mother. The kidnappers demanded that Patrik
come to a Munich hotel on a certain day at a certain time,
or he would forfeit his mother's life.
Are you ready to take a lie detector test?
Do you know what this is? - If you're attached to this thing,
and lie, it gets recorded somehow.
Perfect. This is my German colleague.
Just call him Müller 2. - Müller! Why should he be called anything else?
Hi, Mr. Müller. - Mr. Müller will ask you some questions,
if you'll consent. Then we can check
whether you're telling the truth. - But I haven't lied up to this point.
I really don't know anything. - With the lie detector, we'll find out
whether you've already told us everything you know,
or whether you're secretly concealing something. Do you understand?
Please take off your pullover. - Do you want to? You don't have to.
If I can help Mom by doing this. - Good.
My German colleagues and of course my firm,
are putting the top team on the search.
The national team, so to speak. - Again! Does that mean, that previously...
only losers were looking for my wife? - Daddy, don't get upset.
Every friendly and hostile intelligence agency is out searching for your wife.
Really, all of them.
Only a handfull, Mr. Pacard, only a handfull of men can rescue your wife.
Rescue? You still don't even have a trace of my wife.
We will accomodate you at the hotel.
Please answer only with yes or no.
Is your first name Patrik? - Yes.
Please don't move, only yes or no.
Were you born in Hamburg? - Yes.
Are you ready, to answer all questions truthfully?
Yes.
Have you ever stolen something? - No. Never. Stupid question.
Please don't move.
Have you concealed any details from us?
No. - Have you deliberately lied?
No.
Never lied, but swindled.
Continue.
Will you leave him alone now? The journey was already exhausting enough.
Comrade Borodin,
Comrade Kharkov,
You will be replaced.
My coworkers will take you to the airport without delay.
(Phone)
What kind of message?
(Exciting music)
Tell Comrade Harvey, we're here and want to speak to him.
He already knows that you're here. - Of course.
Tell my friend that I know who has the woman,
and that I would very much like to come and talk with him.
At a certain time.
Kharkov and Borodin?
When you fell to the ground, just before lost consciousness,
was the ground there wet? - No.
Dry? - No.
Moist? - It was... moist.
I don't know anything more.
According to the weather report, it was dry as dust. - There was just this light.
Did it attract you? - Yes.
Was it a bright light? - Yes, incredibly bright.
A flashing light?
No!
Dad! - Stop this now!
For 72 hours Kharkov and Borodin have been my allies.
They must have information, otherwise they would not have ventured here.
You must go to an ophthalmologist. - What's wrong with his eyes?
I don't know, but something is. Before you go to the hotel,
we'll take you there. - Please, Mr. Harvey, first to the hotel.
Patrik, be reasonable. - I really have nothing.
Ibrahim, the doctor.
Doctor!
Doctor! Doctor!
Telephone!
- I'm coming.
Achmed.
Hello, Ibrahim, where are you?
Make no mistake, under no circumstances may something happen to the boy's mother!
Ibrahim, please follow your plan and don't act recklessly.
It would be dangerous. Do you hear?
Doctor, I respect you like my father. For the formula we must...
do right by every victim. - If you want to settle with someone,
then do so with Mullah Sharif Ali. - I promise to spare the mother,
but only if he gives me the formula. - You must consider,
he has your father's death on his conscience.
First, try to win over the boy with your words.
May Allah be with you.
The doctor is getting old.
I'm not afraid of martyrdom.
Mullah Sharif Ali.
I've honored our agreement. And you?
May I take a quick look at it? - Of course.
We have a well-known proverb in my country:
"You had a shop first,
so always give first to a poor man."
That's a nice custom. - Where is the formula?
On its way to you. - What does that mean?
Do you want to say something that you haven't yet?
Sure, before sunset, Highness. - You perhaps forget
that this Ibrahim plays with a map of incalculable worth.
He possesses the mother of a certain boy.
You know, Highness, I'm accustomed to knowing my opponent.
You should have more trust in me. - I hope you'll come to understand this.
Our deal is broken, if the formula is not here by sunset.
Otherwise, Dimitri, you'll never again be warmed by the rays of the sun.
Just trust me, I never break my word.
Mullah Sharif, these threats toward a friend?
I respect you professionally, Dimitri, but not as a friend.
Believe me, Your Highness, from today on, your power will grow,
then you can strike one of your enemies from your memory.
He has fulfilled his use. Ibrahim's ventures are like a breakneck balancing act
between East and West. He has overreached. He isn't good enough.
I'm sorry to hear and know that my Arab brother...
has made mistakes. As a result, he's become my enemy.
This was stuck to Ibrahim's shoes.
Ibrahim? Who is that again? - An Arab national hero.
A very hot-tempered deputy of the prudent Dr. Achmed.
They are the leaders of a very powerful resistance organization
opposing feudalism.
Powerful, because your firm supplies them with the finest weapons.
The Bakush are friends of the Soviet Union. - Bakush? Never heard of them.
And what does that have to do with the lump of clay?
A lot.
If Ibrahim resides in Europe, he has an immense addiction...
to the bourgeois, capitalist lifestyle.
Dirt on the shoes is unusual for him.
Interesting dirt. - Yes, but what does this have to do with my mother?
He kidnapped your mother.
Yes, but... - How do you know that?
I thoroughly questioned him. - Patrik.
You must understand that if Kharkov or his coworkers
thoroughly question a man like Ibrahim, it means that they've suspended all deliveries...
of food and weapons to Ibrahim's rebels.
Have I represented that correctly? - Essentially so, Mr. Harvey.
Unfortunately we were still too lenient, otherwise he would have betrayed to us
where he has hidden your mother. Ibrahim wants the formula by any means.
Well, if your Ibrahim has her, then you have her too.
That is to some extent a proper consideration.
They operate in the dirtiest business in the world.
The world would sometimes be even worse, if the two of us didn't take an interest in it.
We're happy about that! What, Dad?
It may not be difficult to analyze the origin of the dirt.
It's certainly rural dirt. Notice the tiny straws.
Bravo.
I grew up on a collective farm. - Thank you for your assistance, Kharkov.
I want to prevent the Soviet Union from negotiating with Ibrahim for this formula.
The kidnapping of your mother is just as intolerable for the Soviet Union.
We will free your mother. Would you permit me...
to take part in the eye exam? - How do you know about that already?
Good old friend...
Comrade Harvey, as a matter of fact I know who will investigate the clay.
It's the boss of your Swiss friend Giovanna Castelli,
whom you've paid $3,000 monthly for years.
A corrupt bunch.
(Doctor) And now the second. - U... R...
And now please bring your head forward, chin out, forehead foward.
The right eye shows an inflammation and a corneal opacity...
due to an inflammation.
The left eye... is fine.
So we must prescribe some drops. - But I already have some.
Nevertheless, you should take some of these.
Otherwise, you found nothing? A tiny spot on the iris?
I couldn't find anything more.
Now I'll free my mother. With your help.
A promise is a promise. - Your optimism is half the battle.
First let's analyze the dirt from Ibrahim's shoe.
You may accompany me, by the way.
Patrik, in our language that means
he doesn't want to let us out of his sight for a second.
(Exciting music)
Dad! - We have to wait for this.
My best science staff has analyzed the soil sample.
And they know where the dirt comes from. Our computer knows.
We have a program with soil tests stored from all over the world.
From Bavaria too? - Yes.
As reliably as one could access soil samples from Siberia, right?
An international research program. - Sure. The Institute for Nutrional Improvement
in Developing Nations.
You surely also have access to this secret data, right?
Look who's here. - Giovanna!
May I?
You're supposedly in Switzerland. - I thought so too. What are you doing here?
Even in Switzerland, one can read what happened to your mother.
I'm really very sorry, Patrik. - We'll free her now, right?
Yes, we'll try everything.
And this dirt, I mean, this clay, with it you intend to figure out
where my mother is? - I hope so. We'll ask the computer.
I'm now inputting all of the analytical soil data into the computer.
It compares these values with 100,000 others that we've previously saved
and within seconds tells us where this earth originates.
Great. - Don't you want to sit down?
Oh, merci very much.
So, I'm now switching to projection.
This is the code number for the place of origin of this soil.
When I type this number in here now, the computer tells us exactly
where the earth originates.
Growing area, sweet potatoes, Peres Pratos,
Santiago de Chile. Why Chile?
I'm sorry. - Oh my God.
No dirt would stick to Ibrahim's shoes for so long.
Then it was probably not from his shoes. In a hotel, the whole world...
leaves behind its dirt. - Comrade Harvey!
And now?
Now you go. - But not without me!
Please, Mr. Pacard, Comrade Ibrahim is a hot-tempered man.
We'll have great difficulties with him if we don't...
uphold our agreement to the letter. - What does "agreement with Ibrahim" mean?
It's about my wife! - And what should I give him now?
This...
I don't have the formula. I can't give it to him.
Then ask him, Patrik. Hm?
Ask him.
He's right, come on.
Hallbergmoos.
Mrs. Pacard, I'm on my way.
(Music)
Patrik.
(Unintelligible conversation)
Why didn't the colleagues know that Dimitri was in Munich?
Amateurs.
(Harvey) Counter-question, Comrade:
What does Dimitri want from your comrade Ibrahim? Just now?
Hm?
Kharkov?
72 hours ceasefire? - Harvey...
We've known each other a long time, and could always rely on one another
if it were necessary.
Let's consider this very carefully.
This Patrik provided us with a shining exam on the lie detector.
But where is our mutual friend Dimitri?
(Exciting music)
Surely Dimitri brandished a gun right around in front of your allies' faces.
And is waiting for the boy.
Mr. Kharkov! What's wrong? - Mr. Pacard.
Go to a telephone, inform the police,
and have Ibrahim, room 423, arrested as your wife's kidnapper.
What?
You heard what I said.
(Exciting music)
Please Ibrahim, where is my mother?
I can give you nothing I don't have the formula.
They even examined my eyes. - Greetings. Is that what they say in Munich?
Just wait, Patrik. There are specialists who'll make you talk.
If I don't call in two hours, the boy's mother will die!
Our life belongs to the fight and Allah! New fighters will take our place!
We're not talking!
It would break Ibrahim's heart, if he sees us together.
And what would break the boy's heart?
If his mother doesn't return.
Where is the woman?
I won't talk.
Long live the revolution of the Bakush! - Where's the boy?
Your best people, huh? They couldn't even protect my son!
Mr. Pacard, calm down. Dimitri will come with your son before long.
I'm going to the press, Mr. Müller 2. - Then I'll have you arrested.
The goings-on of your family are secret! - I don't care! I'm going to have my say!
Please! - What?
He won't talk, never. - Why?
He only needs to tell me the truth.
Good.
Up to this point... your brother and your sister were...
proficient and, above all, healthy students at Lomonosov University.
The doctor's children are also doing very well with us.
I will now ask you a question.
We're all sacrificing our lives for the revolution. Traitor! Traitor!
(Police siren)
(Unintelligible phone call)
I'll catch the boy. - Perhaps we as well, coach.
We go our separate ways.
The police have set up roadblocks everywhere.
Please, Mr. Pacard, calm down.
Dimitri can't be far away with your son.
Doctor! Doctor! Ibrahim.
I know where your mother is.
Santiago de Chile was a naturally a deliberate programming bug.
A trick, a red herring.
But why?
Patrik why are you interested in this intelligence?
For your mother or the formula? - The formula.
Well! And therefore any means is justified.
I simply wanted to eliminate them all. - But where is my mother?
Right nearby. Well...
of course I'm not completely sure, but I hope so.
How did you actually know that I'd be whooshed down from up there?
I saw how Dimitri slipped the crane operator a 1,000 Mark bill.
Were you actually scared on the crane? - Not as much as now.
Do you really think we can free my mother?
I can only hope that the computer is right.
(Müller 2) It will really be best if I take you home.
I call you immediately if something happens! - Thank you, Mr. Müller 2.
Please, Mr. Pacard.
Mr. Pacard, please!
I'll come, otherwise I'll be stuck here.
Don't you find these luxury cars very suspicious...
for such a small farm?
This Ibrahim said if he isn't called in exactly two hours,
these people will do something to my mother.
Wait a minute.
Patrik.
Go on, get in there! - Ouch, that hurts!
Keep quiet!
Patrick, come on.
Oh my goodness! Is that your telephone pole!
No, it belongs to the mail, who else?
(Giovanna) I'm so sorry!
I skidded.
Of all things, your telephone pole.
Giovanna Castelli. This is my brother, Frederico.
Frederico Castelli.
We'll compensate you for the damage, that's clear enough.
Our car is obviously scrap.
Patrik.
We'll accept no money from you. - Please leave our farm.
Ah, now this is dumb, now I have only 350 DM.
That probably won't be enough, right? - No, absolutely not. Please!
Frederico, come down from the tractor, don't get any crazy ideas!
Come down, leave it! Stop that! Come down!
Giovanna! I can't stop this thing!
Push the clutch, the clutch! - Don't do something stupid!
Mom! Mom! - Stop, you stay here!
Mrs. Pacard, climb on! - Okay.
Get up!
Ricky!
Oh, Mom! - My darling.
How are you? I'm so happy!
And I'll get these stupid things off as fast as possible!
How did you get to this farm? - Don't ask me,
I was mostly blindfolded.
But how did you find the hiding place? - It was Giovanna's idea.
Giovanna is incredibly cunning!
These are really stupid things. - That went well.
The thing with the telephone pole was Giovanna's idea. Genius, eh?
Ouch! Don't hurt me.
Mom, this is very complicated.
Say, did you secretly learn how to drive tractors at our Nindel Farm?
Mom, anyone can drive a tractor.
(Dial tone)
Mom, it's best we go to our ski lodge. To the Nindels.
Giovanna, are you taking us there?
It will be very suspicious, if I now disappear from the scene.
First I must get rid of this car.
We need to telephone. Your idea about the Nindels is great.
Giovanna, call and say to bring fresh eggs and milk...
to Nindel Farm for tomorrow morning's breakfast.
Marvelous! - What are you thinking of?
The Nindels own the land around our lodge. My father will understand that right away.
Just say "A breakfast for 3".
Hopefully Peter is home. - Mom.
Earlier we've had so much bad luck. Why shouldn't we get lucky?
And I'll also get these stupid handcuffs off. Am I whacked out?
(Phone)
Pacard.
Eggs and milk from Nindel Farm.
Breakfast for 3 people.
(Phone)
Pacard. Oh, it's you, Müller 2.
My calls are none of your business. I've ordered no...
eggs and milk from Nindel Farm. (Door bell)
Piss off will you! You wanted to call me,
if you learned something new. Have you? Well, then do so.
Goodbye.
My name is Olav Gunström.
I'm a biochemist.
I work at an institute in Munich.
I... I... No, that was earlier. Three years ago.
I work in a... I... I live in a fjord.
I work in a fjord.
And... on tomatoes...
Pineapples...
Wheat. For God's sake!
You have to get out of here. - Then why are you holding me here?
I've explained that to you so often. - But I can't remember it.
I simply can't understand it. I don't know what's wrong with me.
I'm taking you back to the fjord. - And then?
The familiar surroundings could help more than our doctors can.
Am I really a dangerous man in your eyes?
No. - No.
Not really. But endangered.
I'll protect you. - From myself, yes.
You have unleashed an extraordinary...
scientific knowledge. Too many eyes have seen it.
Don't beat about the bush! What kind of knowledge?
It's all about the question: How can wheat grow at 1400m altitude?
That's nonsense, every biochemist will consider you crazy.
Giovanna Castelli too?
Giovanna...
I recall she visited me.
And then there was a boy,
named...
Patrik.
Have a good trip!
Goodbye! - Bye!
There's no one else around up here. The pretty bracelets look good on you.
How long do we have to hide here? - Giovanna will come up with something.
If I knew where I have this stupid formula. I would immediately place myself under...
the protection of the U.N. - Is that possible?
I don't know. (Car horn)
Ah, that's Peter!
Peter! Peter!
You're late. Have you thought about that? - Yes. Come here, hold this.
Happy birthday!
This is the first time in how many years?
The last time was in Hamburg, right? - Oh, tell me, pretty bracelets.
Who's the new admirer then? - Weren't you monitored?
Yes, but I paid attention. One was trailing me.
He can tidy up the tool shed. - Why, what happened?
I'll tell you.
(Patrik) If Giovanna manages to present me to the World Food Commission
in Rome as the bearer of the secret,
I'll be a public figure.
So stop it now, okay?
So here we're safe for the first time. Come on.
Peter, I still can't comprehend it. - I believe you.
Do you want to talk about it?
Please, Mom. Explain it to Dad, it would be a relief.
Meanwhile, I'll get some water. And then I'll make some coffee.
Put something on your feet. - I think he'll grow up slowly.
Ah, Dad! No!
Patrik!
Please forgive me, but my life is in danger too.
My client is very impatient. If I don't fulfill my mission,
I'll be killed. That's why I need the formula.
But where? Where do I have it?
At the moment, it's still in the dirt. You're walking around on it.
Will you please follow me now. - Peter!
Maybe you'll finally let us go once you have it.
Your wife understood me, she's very intelligent, Mr. Pacard.
Oh, I hope it won't be any trouble, if I spend the night here with you?
One moment, Mr. Pacard. Here.
Free your wife.
At least you have one good quality.
(Okland) Good night, Mr. Gunström. - Professor Gunström.
Who are you? - Colonel Okland.
You were attacked and drugged in your living quarters. Don't you remember?
I which living quarters?
Oh, of course, I have a laboratory and sleep there.
But... why attacked?
Do you want to go back to your lab? - Yes, quickly! This is a prison.
What will you do in the fjord?
What I've always done until now.
I... yes, damn it, what have I always done?
I'll research acid rain and I'll...
Then I must work on something. Excuse me, but I have to make...
a foolish impression on you. - Doesn't the acid rain also destroy...
the wheat and the exotic fruits, that grow at 1400m altitudes?
That's nonsense! At 1400m, all that grows are lichens...
and mosses.
Nothing else.
Good night, Professor Gunström.
Hopefully you won't be bothered by the Midsummer night.
If not everyone were so stupid and mean, I'd have to laugh now.
It won't take long.
And I traipsed around on it the entire time. I never noticed anything.
It only itched sometimes.
(Peter) To use a child for your dirty work...
Only this tincture makes it possible to reveal our little secret.
What kind of liquid is that? - Oh, nothing special.
You just have to use it. - They even inspected my eyes.
Yes? And what did they say?
Something about conjunctivitis.
And nothing else?
I don't want to upset you, but to me it seems a mishap...
occurred in Norway. Better said, it happened to me with him.
What then? - That time in the night...
I welded the formula on his foot with a laser beam.
Exactly. It was like that.
You still recall that? - Somehow, yes.
I'm afraid the laser hurt his eye. - Yes, and what does that mean?
Patrik, step out for a moment, okay? Go on, out.
Captions: VICOMEDIA 09/2004
translation to English by SmartyBoy