Patrik Pacard (1984) s01e03 Episode Script
Episode 3
Patrik Pacard Decision in the Fjord (Ep.
3) (Music) (Narrator) Professor GunstrÃm succeeded in altering the genetics of plants.
His formula could end hunger in the world.
Under the influence of a truth serum, he betrayed his secret to Dimitri.
Dimitri lured Patrik out of the house, drugged him and cauterized him using a precision laser, to write the formula under his right foot.
He's a cool calculator.
Sooner or later he'll be found, but a boy now runs around on the formula, suspected by no one.
A sort of small red point.
And then I became curious.
(Peter) Yes, yes.
- You would have too, were you in my place.
Your father certainly would.
You see? What kind of a point did you see? - Well, a sort of light.
It came from the direction of the church.
Then I climbed out of the window.
- And then? And then I don't know anything more.
Promise me that in the future, at night, you'll never go out of the Of course, he promises you that.
Honestly, I could smack you! You'll leave a knocked-out opponent alone? Good night, Patrik.
(Peter) Penrod 80, Charly! Do you hear me? Peter is really pissed off.
- And is surely being bugged.
Oh, that doesn't matter to him now.
Penrod 80, Charly! Do you hear me? Charly, do you hear me? Damn! Penrod 80, Charly! - We hear.
Peter, is that you? Yes.
Hey, we're in a jam.
- I've already heard that.
In your area, the airwaves are buzzing with russian and english transmissions.
Is the conference of international intelligence agencies near you? Don't make stupid jokes, okay? - Harry wanted to send the helicopter, because you haven't reported in for 16 hours.
This Okland! Charly, please tell Harry he should send himself immediately, otherwise I'll lose my head here! - Got it.
Signing off.
Signing off.
But Mr.
Pacard, do you really think we're amateurs? We will take you out of here later.
- Do you suspect us of something? Possibly so.
- Aha.
Are we now under house arrest? But we may take a walk, right? I mean, to enjoy your unspoiled nature and famous crystal-clear air.
Yes.
Thanks.
(Harry) Boss, we can't leave Peter hanging! Harry, you well know, it's against safety regulations.
The pilot is taking the Pacards directly to the airport, not the platform.
Yes! I also know that no foreigners may come here.
Who pays? - Then I'll just pay for the hour.
As an exception.
- Well then.
Thanks, boss.
Are you looking for me? Yes, one must say, this discovery of your countryman Professor GunstrÃm is of exceptional importance.
You are under arrest.
- It hardly surprises me.
But regrettably I must disappoint you, you'll find nothing on me.
The colleagues Kharkov and Borodin, and of course our dear Mr.
Harvey, already came before you.
Quick, inside! And strap yourselves in! So, that's a wrap.
I would like to know how silly this Okland looks now.
(Music) If you dare do something against this family from Germany, it has certain consequences for you.
Speaking of You respect this paper? M.
Dimitri, of course, my government respects your diplomatic passport, once we have searched you inside out in Bergen.
That takes an hour at most.
- I must already admit, that your mistrust hurts me.
The formula doesn't exist anymore.
Not in the professor's head either.
Join me.
- With the greatest pleasure.
Yes, and now? Tell me, where you are flying us? - I shall take you to Bergen.
Hopefully I'll get no trouble.
- How so? I must fly beneath the radar.
You want to go to the consulate, or not? Harry! Is the family on the approach to Bergen? Keep them in sight.
(Music) They're coming.
(Okland) The Pacards have landed at the harbor.
We'll let them go to the consulate unmolested.
By the way, Professor GunstrÃm is in good hands with us.
It is probably futile to ask whether you have something to do with his condition? My God, I said it already: This time the mission failed.
Sure.
Since you don't want to help us, may I ask you to open your mouth? (Unintelligible) Don't bother, you won't even find the trace of a micro-dot.
I'm confident of that.
Nevertheless.
(Music) Hi, Mr.
Pacard.
I've been expecting you.
- What? Go, get out of here! My coworkers have found the remains of a, shall we say explosive suitcase, on the shore of the fjord.
Near the church.
Aha.
Rest assured, Mr.
Okland, I will always remember your intelligence service with great respect.
- It's just that, in your circumstances we lack the financial resources.
How many called upon you for the formula? The price is known: 1 million.
- Kroner? Probably no one will attempt for free.
The Americans want the formula, in order to keep it secret.
America has so much wheat.
The Russians would surely use it.
For their repeated crop failures.
Then they'd be self sufficient.
And there are certainly more nations that would be keen on this genius invention.
- You are a scoundrel.
Go away.
Leave Bergen.
But cautiously! My coworkers are issuing reports of an astonishing many tourists from countries who don't visit us.
And you will be awarded the Nobel Peace Prize.
Thanks.
(Exciting music) Hello.
This way please.
Consul, the german family is there.
- Yes, fine.
I'll take this.
Ibrahim, the front! What's this about? Crazy? Consul will see you.
We have already heard of the difficulties out in the fjord which you reported.
I regret that very much.
- How reassuring.
They knew that we were in a tight spot and didn't help us.
Didn't Mr.
Müller greet you then? - Greet? We could have been kidnapped, Consul.
- No, no, that's not right.
Who is that? - Good day, I'm Müller.
You pack a good punch, Mr.
Pacard.
- Mr.
Müller you're now going to a hotel and tomorrow both of you are flying through Hamburg on to Munich.
Meanwhile the others will expect you on the drilling platform.
So you'll cause the least sensation.
I'm really sorry, Mr.
Pacard.
- I am too, Consul.
Mr.
Müller needs more information from you.
Excuse me.
My husband didn't mean it that way.
- It's all right.
You also sneaked out of the house at night, collapsed unconscious, and was found a short time later by Okland? How? He had an appendectomy.
- He didn't just come from the operating table.
I felt bad.
- Try to remember exactly.
I already try to do that all the time, but nothing.
Whacky.
My son doesn't remember anything.
- What should he recall then? Please let your son talk.
- I just spaced out, Mr.
Müller.
Fair enough.
As long as you're here in Bergen, I'll look after you.
Yes, yes, I can too.
- Of course.
The proof you had earlier was convincing.
Why are these Arabs always following us? - I know nothing about Arabs.
The helicopter will pick you up tomorrow, shortly before your family's flight out.
Don't forget to get your friend Harry some Havana cigars.
He must be a very good friend, the way he yelled at me! Yes, Harry is always very direct.
Open that thing up! And now slowly down! (Phone) Hey, Harry! Peter is on the line.
- Okay.
Man, Peter, you loser, where have you been? Everything's okay! Thank you, Harry.
- What about Katrin? Katrin and Patrik fly back tomorrow.
Really! It's true, everything's okay.
- And remember: Bring the cigars! Of course I'll get you the cigars.
Müller is okay, everything's taken care of.
Yes, I'll be back again tomorrow.
And give Katrin a kiss from me.
- Yes, I will.
Thank you.
Signing off.
From Harry.
- His phone calls are often calm.
Mom! - Oh, sorry.
It's hanging on the latch.
Please, come in.
The analysis indicates a drug.
The doctors give him little chance, to recover part of his memory over the next few weeks.
Sometimes he wants to run off.
A precautionary measure.
Olav? Olav.
Professor GunstrÃm.
- Give us the formula, Dr.
Castelli.
You owe it to your professor.
- I beg you.
I don't have the formula, how often must I tell you that? It's in his head.
The most important part, at least.
How long may this part of the formula be? - What do I know? A complicated compound of amino acid.
Could someone else have memorized the formula? - Not a layman in any case.
Not even I.
The professor lived with this problem for years.
His brain is programmed with it.
- Was.
One typewritten page? Or two? I don't know! - Good.
On behalf of my Government, I ask you to leave Norway within 24 hours.
Thanks.
So, I've convinced you that I'm no agent.
As an employee of the United Nations, you have influential advocates.
Good trip.
Are the Pacards safe at least? Castelli, Giovanna Castelli! She is a coworker of mine.
I must speak to her immediately! The Norwegian authorities have whistled Dr.
Castelli off the field, right? I very much hope for you, sir, that Giovanna Castelli has GunstrÃm's formula in her educational baggage.
That goes explicitly against our agreement! That you have slept through the most important development of biogenetic research for $3,000 monthly stipend, also goes against the agreement.
To you, GunstrÃm was always a crackpot.
Your computer hasn't calculated this enzyme formula.
Our success was only a matter of time.
- Precisely.
But you overslept.
Thank you.
- The East, the West and the Arab camp had long gotten wind of the Norwegian case, because you pressed buttons here.
As always with such stories, the dear Dimitri gets mixed up.
He has the formula.
I bet.
Do you know M.
Dimitri? No.
- Of course not.
How should you also know that M.
Dimitri, gets $3,000 per month? He surely got all of his information from this institute.
I worry for the release of your assistant.
Okay? Mr.
Dimitri.
He invited us to dinner.
Say again? Where and when? - Here and now.
No way.
Naturally I can only ask you to accept this invitation.
That's totally out of the question! - No.
Mrs.
Pacard, be reasonable.
You're all under my personal protection.
How did you actually know - Please excuse me.
(Exciting music) (Exciting music) You stay here! I wouldn't wish to neglect to bid goodbye to you, before you leave the country.
Mr.
Dimitri - You have a false impression of me.
But what one hears of you is true.
- I hope you haven't had too much trouble with me.
Pardon me! By the way, one eats splendidly in this country.
The salmon souffle is excellent.
I took the liberty of selecting a '71 Chablis.
I hope that it suits the meal.
I don't like any salmon thingy.
- There are two hamburgers for you.
I hope the pommes frites are the way you're used to.
With ketchup? Mr.
Dimitri, it's the first time we've had to rest in days.
Go! (Peter) Where is this Müller? (Dimitri) Ah yes, the good Müller.
He's in my room recovering from his difficult duties.
And also the room waiter, who quite like me, is on the hotel staff.
An excellent device.
Eastern agents carry such Czech automatics.
I doubt that they're usually used by a waiter.
We should probably thank you too? - Madam, one doesn't thank me, one pays me.
A small farewell gift.
- Very generous.
I'm calling the police.
- You can save yourself the trouble.
A friend is listening.
Ha! What kind of unscrupulous person are you? - Oh well, it's so I may live well.
Patrik.
Do you recognize the man down there again? That's the car with the Arabs.
- Exactly.
This man belongs to a secret organization of Arabs, the Bakush.
Would you excuse me please? Bon appetit.
(Elevator signal) Search around.
Where is he? Gone.
- Mr.
Okland Give me the gun.
- Dimitri took it from the waiter.
Let me stand guard until your flight.
- Dimitri is already doing that.
Patrik! - Pardon me, my colleague There you are at last! - There's another one over in the apartment.
Where? - Right across from us.
And you think my wife and my son are safe in Munich? Mr.
Harvey? We've taken this Swiss woman, this Giovanna Castelli and thoroughly searched her in Bergen.
Nothing.
But there's an interesting observation.
M.
Dimitri shows remarkable concern toward the Pacard family.
Why? Of course, you too don't have the answer.
Your colleagues in Bergen don't either.
Good morning.
On behalf of my government, Mrs.
Pacard, I ask you, to leave us your old clothes.
After examining and cleaning we'll send them back to you of course.
- I protest most strongly! And my helicopter? - Allow me.
Yes, uh I protest most strongly! We'll be taken directly to the plane.
(Exciting music) Who? Talk! Patrik.
The boy.
I'm flying along, I won't leave them alone! - Don't do that.
In Munich, we can protect your family much better than you can! Well, if you think so.
And you stay here.
- Yes, good, Mr.
Müller.
All the best.
- Bye.
Bye, Dad.
Have a good flight! - Bye.
Goodbye, Mr.
Pacard.
The Arabs! Where are you running? Are you crazy? Ouch! - Go, after him! Mom! - Stay there! What do you want? No, no! Into the car! Shit! Bloody hell! Dad, they want me, not Mom.
It must have something to do with this rotten formula.
If I only knew what! There's only one place where he is safe: with us on the drilling platform.
This will be on my head.
- And what about Mom? We'll take care of that, I promise you.
It's just, I don't want to lose both of you in one day.
Agreed? - Yes.
Mom has been kidnapped.
- What? Yes.
They were out to get Patrik.
- I don't know why either.
Yes, and now? What about Katrin? Crap! - Peter, it'll turn out alright.
For sure! Although it's no consolation, Patrick is safe with us.
Yes, but Katrin? Now I must go to the boss.
- Let me, he's already upset with me.
Nothing? - No, I'm sorry.
We'll find your mother yet.
Police radio? Not a chance.
No news of your wife.
- How can that be? Nothing.
Probably a news blackout.
New players have come onto the field, Mr.
Müller.
I ask you, who are these people? Allegedly Arabs.
- Dimitri? Nope.
No, that isn't his style.
He works alone.
It wasn't those from the East either.
They're afraid of the press.
What company wants the headlines? Well, consider it.
Who wants to get in the paper? Is this the first time you've seen this? The drill pipe is hanging up there.
(Music) What is it? Patrik, for you.
"Mr.
Patrik Pacard.
Come on the 24th at 3 pm to the Four Seasons Hotel in Munich, and make yourself available.
Your mother will then be released immediately.
" Mom is in Munich! Yes, maybe on the 24th.
"We urge all reactionary and imperialist forces, not to hinder Patrik Pacard.
Signed: Action God's Acre.
" "Action God's Acre", what can that mean? What is an acre for? - For planting.
Exactly.
And Giovanna has explained to you that the work of this professor surpasses the invention of the atomic bomb.
Wheat in the desert, do you know what that means? - And in Arabia there's more desert than anything else.
Patrik, what are we doing here? - Producing oil.
Who gets it? - Whoever can pay.
And who could pay for such a formula? The East, the West and rich Arabs.
But there are also the poor.
- And? What does that have to do with "God's Acre" and Mom? Patrik, we're involved in this! You may have this formula.
How and for whatever reason.
Should your doctor examine me? Ouch! That really hurts! But the wound has healed well.
Do your eyes hurt? Patrik, what should the doctor look for? - Well, something.
A tiny tattoo or something like that.
- Hidden, or you would have noticed it? Maybe under my hair.
You only have dandruff there.
- Do you remember anything? Did you perhaps dream this? Okay, roll over.
Is there a trick to hiding something on a human body, so that you wouldn't find it? - Not that I know of.
Nothing there, Patrik.
But I'll give you a few drops for your right eye.
It's slightly inflamed.
Please, let's leave here.
We need to help Mom.
How? We can forget about helicopters, it's too conspicuous.
Ask Harry.
- That's a good idea.
Peter, who am I? - Harry, speak! Security commissioner, a lifeboat exercise with rappeling, life rafts, with all the trimmings and something adrift, to fish up using our supply ship.
And everyone will think, they're sitting in a lifeboat.
No one bloody knows where in the world they are.
Not bad.
- Hm.
(Alarm) (Harry) Take care of yourselves! - Toi, toi, toi! Hold on tight, Patrik! Raise it! (Music) Good luck! And get in touch immediately, if you hear something of Katrin! Have a good flight.
- Thanks.
Yes, please? - I'm expecting friends with the LH 015.
Who are you expecting? - I'm waiting for Peter and Patrik Pacard.
Pacard? One moment, please.
No, I'm sorry, it's not here.
Thank you.
We thought of everything on the escape, just not about the house key.
It doesn't matter.
I have a trick for the porch window.
Oh no! Of course I'll go to the hotel.
I have an idea.
Maybe I've been hypnotized.
And the formula is in my head, without my knowledge.
What do you think? Perhaps it's something like that.
(Harvey) No, that's not it! But you're already talking like the pros.
Welcome to Munich.
Don't! An open, fair word is better than a foul play.
You call that fair? This is our house! You broke in here! I provided myself with access.
- Why don't you leave us alone? Because I'm afraid that you and your son have the notion to commit foolishness.
Your foray into the opposition halfway pleases pleases me a lot and not at all.
- Who kidnapped my mother? Well, who? So, I will be frank with you Despite excellent man-to-man marking we didn't successfully protect the two of you, especially your mother.
To protect? You call that protecting? You did with us what you wanted! Who are these gangsters? - But why? Mom did nothing.
And she knows nothing! - Does she know that you have the formula? I don't have it.
The doctor on the drilling platform examined me top to bottom.
Nothing! All interested intelligence agencies in the world know that you're in the game.
And ask themselves where you've hidden the ball.
Cut it out with this football nonsense.
I'd rather you tell me something about my wife.
- Amateurs and weirdos.
Certainly no colleagues of mine.
I don't know anything.
- I'm going to the hotel.
And then we'll see.
- No, that you won't.
These crazy radio messages have already enticed too many of my colleagues to the hotel.
Oh, by the way, your escape from the drilling platform was brilliantly planned.
It took us a rather long time before we saw through your trick.
Uncle Harry always has good ideas.
Only the rental car was a bit conspicuous.
So? From Skagen in Denmark to Munich in only 16 hours.
Really leadfooted.
- I know.
Mr.
Harvey, if you know and can do everything, why don't you free my mother? Because we simply don't know everything and can't do everything.
But I look wacky in the photo.
Do I always look so silly? - You're no work of art.
But do I always scrunch my eyes like this in pictures? These photos were taken with an invisible infrared flash.
Normally, no one reacts to an infrared flash.
Yes, if he's not used to it.
- Are you used to it, Mr.
Pacard? You didn't react.
I didn't either, by the way.
We all want the same thing.
But in addition we need your and above all your cooperation, Patrik.
Yes, but what can I do? - Come on.
Damn it again! - Please! Captions: VICOMEDIA 09/2004 translation to English by SmartyBoy
3) (Music) (Narrator) Professor GunstrÃm succeeded in altering the genetics of plants.
His formula could end hunger in the world.
Under the influence of a truth serum, he betrayed his secret to Dimitri.
Dimitri lured Patrik out of the house, drugged him and cauterized him using a precision laser, to write the formula under his right foot.
He's a cool calculator.
Sooner or later he'll be found, but a boy now runs around on the formula, suspected by no one.
A sort of small red point.
And then I became curious.
(Peter) Yes, yes.
- You would have too, were you in my place.
Your father certainly would.
You see? What kind of a point did you see? - Well, a sort of light.
It came from the direction of the church.
Then I climbed out of the window.
- And then? And then I don't know anything more.
Promise me that in the future, at night, you'll never go out of the Of course, he promises you that.
Honestly, I could smack you! You'll leave a knocked-out opponent alone? Good night, Patrik.
(Peter) Penrod 80, Charly! Do you hear me? Peter is really pissed off.
- And is surely being bugged.
Oh, that doesn't matter to him now.
Penrod 80, Charly! Do you hear me? Charly, do you hear me? Damn! Penrod 80, Charly! - We hear.
Peter, is that you? Yes.
Hey, we're in a jam.
- I've already heard that.
In your area, the airwaves are buzzing with russian and english transmissions.
Is the conference of international intelligence agencies near you? Don't make stupid jokes, okay? - Harry wanted to send the helicopter, because you haven't reported in for 16 hours.
This Okland! Charly, please tell Harry he should send himself immediately, otherwise I'll lose my head here! - Got it.
Signing off.
Signing off.
But Mr.
Pacard, do you really think we're amateurs? We will take you out of here later.
- Do you suspect us of something? Possibly so.
- Aha.
Are we now under house arrest? But we may take a walk, right? I mean, to enjoy your unspoiled nature and famous crystal-clear air.
Yes.
Thanks.
(Harry) Boss, we can't leave Peter hanging! Harry, you well know, it's against safety regulations.
The pilot is taking the Pacards directly to the airport, not the platform.
Yes! I also know that no foreigners may come here.
Who pays? - Then I'll just pay for the hour.
As an exception.
- Well then.
Thanks, boss.
Are you looking for me? Yes, one must say, this discovery of your countryman Professor GunstrÃm is of exceptional importance.
You are under arrest.
- It hardly surprises me.
But regrettably I must disappoint you, you'll find nothing on me.
The colleagues Kharkov and Borodin, and of course our dear Mr.
Harvey, already came before you.
Quick, inside! And strap yourselves in! So, that's a wrap.
I would like to know how silly this Okland looks now.
(Music) If you dare do something against this family from Germany, it has certain consequences for you.
Speaking of You respect this paper? M.
Dimitri, of course, my government respects your diplomatic passport, once we have searched you inside out in Bergen.
That takes an hour at most.
- I must already admit, that your mistrust hurts me.
The formula doesn't exist anymore.
Not in the professor's head either.
Join me.
- With the greatest pleasure.
Yes, and now? Tell me, where you are flying us? - I shall take you to Bergen.
Hopefully I'll get no trouble.
- How so? I must fly beneath the radar.
You want to go to the consulate, or not? Harry! Is the family on the approach to Bergen? Keep them in sight.
(Music) They're coming.
(Okland) The Pacards have landed at the harbor.
We'll let them go to the consulate unmolested.
By the way, Professor GunstrÃm is in good hands with us.
It is probably futile to ask whether you have something to do with his condition? My God, I said it already: This time the mission failed.
Sure.
Since you don't want to help us, may I ask you to open your mouth? (Unintelligible) Don't bother, you won't even find the trace of a micro-dot.
I'm confident of that.
Nevertheless.
(Music) Hi, Mr.
Pacard.
I've been expecting you.
- What? Go, get out of here! My coworkers have found the remains of a, shall we say explosive suitcase, on the shore of the fjord.
Near the church.
Aha.
Rest assured, Mr.
Okland, I will always remember your intelligence service with great respect.
- It's just that, in your circumstances we lack the financial resources.
How many called upon you for the formula? The price is known: 1 million.
- Kroner? Probably no one will attempt for free.
The Americans want the formula, in order to keep it secret.
America has so much wheat.
The Russians would surely use it.
For their repeated crop failures.
Then they'd be self sufficient.
And there are certainly more nations that would be keen on this genius invention.
- You are a scoundrel.
Go away.
Leave Bergen.
But cautiously! My coworkers are issuing reports of an astonishing many tourists from countries who don't visit us.
And you will be awarded the Nobel Peace Prize.
Thanks.
(Exciting music) Hello.
This way please.
Consul, the german family is there.
- Yes, fine.
I'll take this.
Ibrahim, the front! What's this about? Crazy? Consul will see you.
We have already heard of the difficulties out in the fjord which you reported.
I regret that very much.
- How reassuring.
They knew that we were in a tight spot and didn't help us.
Didn't Mr.
Müller greet you then? - Greet? We could have been kidnapped, Consul.
- No, no, that's not right.
Who is that? - Good day, I'm Müller.
You pack a good punch, Mr.
Pacard.
- Mr.
Müller you're now going to a hotel and tomorrow both of you are flying through Hamburg on to Munich.
Meanwhile the others will expect you on the drilling platform.
So you'll cause the least sensation.
I'm really sorry, Mr.
Pacard.
- I am too, Consul.
Mr.
Müller needs more information from you.
Excuse me.
My husband didn't mean it that way.
- It's all right.
You also sneaked out of the house at night, collapsed unconscious, and was found a short time later by Okland? How? He had an appendectomy.
- He didn't just come from the operating table.
I felt bad.
- Try to remember exactly.
I already try to do that all the time, but nothing.
Whacky.
My son doesn't remember anything.
- What should he recall then? Please let your son talk.
- I just spaced out, Mr.
Müller.
Fair enough.
As long as you're here in Bergen, I'll look after you.
Yes, yes, I can too.
- Of course.
The proof you had earlier was convincing.
Why are these Arabs always following us? - I know nothing about Arabs.
The helicopter will pick you up tomorrow, shortly before your family's flight out.
Don't forget to get your friend Harry some Havana cigars.
He must be a very good friend, the way he yelled at me! Yes, Harry is always very direct.
Open that thing up! And now slowly down! (Phone) Hey, Harry! Peter is on the line.
- Okay.
Man, Peter, you loser, where have you been? Everything's okay! Thank you, Harry.
- What about Katrin? Katrin and Patrik fly back tomorrow.
Really! It's true, everything's okay.
- And remember: Bring the cigars! Of course I'll get you the cigars.
Müller is okay, everything's taken care of.
Yes, I'll be back again tomorrow.
And give Katrin a kiss from me.
- Yes, I will.
Thank you.
Signing off.
From Harry.
- His phone calls are often calm.
Mom! - Oh, sorry.
It's hanging on the latch.
Please, come in.
The analysis indicates a drug.
The doctors give him little chance, to recover part of his memory over the next few weeks.
Sometimes he wants to run off.
A precautionary measure.
Olav? Olav.
Professor GunstrÃm.
- Give us the formula, Dr.
Castelli.
You owe it to your professor.
- I beg you.
I don't have the formula, how often must I tell you that? It's in his head.
The most important part, at least.
How long may this part of the formula be? - What do I know? A complicated compound of amino acid.
Could someone else have memorized the formula? - Not a layman in any case.
Not even I.
The professor lived with this problem for years.
His brain is programmed with it.
- Was.
One typewritten page? Or two? I don't know! - Good.
On behalf of my Government, I ask you to leave Norway within 24 hours.
Thanks.
So, I've convinced you that I'm no agent.
As an employee of the United Nations, you have influential advocates.
Good trip.
Are the Pacards safe at least? Castelli, Giovanna Castelli! She is a coworker of mine.
I must speak to her immediately! The Norwegian authorities have whistled Dr.
Castelli off the field, right? I very much hope for you, sir, that Giovanna Castelli has GunstrÃm's formula in her educational baggage.
That goes explicitly against our agreement! That you have slept through the most important development of biogenetic research for $3,000 monthly stipend, also goes against the agreement.
To you, GunstrÃm was always a crackpot.
Your computer hasn't calculated this enzyme formula.
Our success was only a matter of time.
- Precisely.
But you overslept.
Thank you.
- The East, the West and the Arab camp had long gotten wind of the Norwegian case, because you pressed buttons here.
As always with such stories, the dear Dimitri gets mixed up.
He has the formula.
I bet.
Do you know M.
Dimitri? No.
- Of course not.
How should you also know that M.
Dimitri, gets $3,000 per month? He surely got all of his information from this institute.
I worry for the release of your assistant.
Okay? Mr.
Dimitri.
He invited us to dinner.
Say again? Where and when? - Here and now.
No way.
Naturally I can only ask you to accept this invitation.
That's totally out of the question! - No.
Mrs.
Pacard, be reasonable.
You're all under my personal protection.
How did you actually know - Please excuse me.
(Exciting music) (Exciting music) You stay here! I wouldn't wish to neglect to bid goodbye to you, before you leave the country.
Mr.
Dimitri - You have a false impression of me.
But what one hears of you is true.
- I hope you haven't had too much trouble with me.
Pardon me! By the way, one eats splendidly in this country.
The salmon souffle is excellent.
I took the liberty of selecting a '71 Chablis.
I hope that it suits the meal.
I don't like any salmon thingy.
- There are two hamburgers for you.
I hope the pommes frites are the way you're used to.
With ketchup? Mr.
Dimitri, it's the first time we've had to rest in days.
Go! (Peter) Where is this Müller? (Dimitri) Ah yes, the good Müller.
He's in my room recovering from his difficult duties.
And also the room waiter, who quite like me, is on the hotel staff.
An excellent device.
Eastern agents carry such Czech automatics.
I doubt that they're usually used by a waiter.
We should probably thank you too? - Madam, one doesn't thank me, one pays me.
A small farewell gift.
- Very generous.
I'm calling the police.
- You can save yourself the trouble.
A friend is listening.
Ha! What kind of unscrupulous person are you? - Oh well, it's so I may live well.
Patrik.
Do you recognize the man down there again? That's the car with the Arabs.
- Exactly.
This man belongs to a secret organization of Arabs, the Bakush.
Would you excuse me please? Bon appetit.
(Elevator signal) Search around.
Where is he? Gone.
- Mr.
Okland Give me the gun.
- Dimitri took it from the waiter.
Let me stand guard until your flight.
- Dimitri is already doing that.
Patrik! - Pardon me, my colleague There you are at last! - There's another one over in the apartment.
Where? - Right across from us.
And you think my wife and my son are safe in Munich? Mr.
Harvey? We've taken this Swiss woman, this Giovanna Castelli and thoroughly searched her in Bergen.
Nothing.
But there's an interesting observation.
M.
Dimitri shows remarkable concern toward the Pacard family.
Why? Of course, you too don't have the answer.
Your colleagues in Bergen don't either.
Good morning.
On behalf of my government, Mrs.
Pacard, I ask you, to leave us your old clothes.
After examining and cleaning we'll send them back to you of course.
- I protest most strongly! And my helicopter? - Allow me.
Yes, uh I protest most strongly! We'll be taken directly to the plane.
(Exciting music) Who? Talk! Patrik.
The boy.
I'm flying along, I won't leave them alone! - Don't do that.
In Munich, we can protect your family much better than you can! Well, if you think so.
And you stay here.
- Yes, good, Mr.
Müller.
All the best.
- Bye.
Bye, Dad.
Have a good flight! - Bye.
Goodbye, Mr.
Pacard.
The Arabs! Where are you running? Are you crazy? Ouch! - Go, after him! Mom! - Stay there! What do you want? No, no! Into the car! Shit! Bloody hell! Dad, they want me, not Mom.
It must have something to do with this rotten formula.
If I only knew what! There's only one place where he is safe: with us on the drilling platform.
This will be on my head.
- And what about Mom? We'll take care of that, I promise you.
It's just, I don't want to lose both of you in one day.
Agreed? - Yes.
Mom has been kidnapped.
- What? Yes.
They were out to get Patrik.
- I don't know why either.
Yes, and now? What about Katrin? Crap! - Peter, it'll turn out alright.
For sure! Although it's no consolation, Patrick is safe with us.
Yes, but Katrin? Now I must go to the boss.
- Let me, he's already upset with me.
Nothing? - No, I'm sorry.
We'll find your mother yet.
Police radio? Not a chance.
No news of your wife.
- How can that be? Nothing.
Probably a news blackout.
New players have come onto the field, Mr.
Müller.
I ask you, who are these people? Allegedly Arabs.
- Dimitri? Nope.
No, that isn't his style.
He works alone.
It wasn't those from the East either.
They're afraid of the press.
What company wants the headlines? Well, consider it.
Who wants to get in the paper? Is this the first time you've seen this? The drill pipe is hanging up there.
(Music) What is it? Patrik, for you.
"Mr.
Patrik Pacard.
Come on the 24th at 3 pm to the Four Seasons Hotel in Munich, and make yourself available.
Your mother will then be released immediately.
" Mom is in Munich! Yes, maybe on the 24th.
"We urge all reactionary and imperialist forces, not to hinder Patrik Pacard.
Signed: Action God's Acre.
" "Action God's Acre", what can that mean? What is an acre for? - For planting.
Exactly.
And Giovanna has explained to you that the work of this professor surpasses the invention of the atomic bomb.
Wheat in the desert, do you know what that means? - And in Arabia there's more desert than anything else.
Patrik, what are we doing here? - Producing oil.
Who gets it? - Whoever can pay.
And who could pay for such a formula? The East, the West and rich Arabs.
But there are also the poor.
- And? What does that have to do with "God's Acre" and Mom? Patrik, we're involved in this! You may have this formula.
How and for whatever reason.
Should your doctor examine me? Ouch! That really hurts! But the wound has healed well.
Do your eyes hurt? Patrik, what should the doctor look for? - Well, something.
A tiny tattoo or something like that.
- Hidden, or you would have noticed it? Maybe under my hair.
You only have dandruff there.
- Do you remember anything? Did you perhaps dream this? Okay, roll over.
Is there a trick to hiding something on a human body, so that you wouldn't find it? - Not that I know of.
Nothing there, Patrik.
But I'll give you a few drops for your right eye.
It's slightly inflamed.
Please, let's leave here.
We need to help Mom.
How? We can forget about helicopters, it's too conspicuous.
Ask Harry.
- That's a good idea.
Peter, who am I? - Harry, speak! Security commissioner, a lifeboat exercise with rappeling, life rafts, with all the trimmings and something adrift, to fish up using our supply ship.
And everyone will think, they're sitting in a lifeboat.
No one bloody knows where in the world they are.
Not bad.
- Hm.
(Alarm) (Harry) Take care of yourselves! - Toi, toi, toi! Hold on tight, Patrik! Raise it! (Music) Good luck! And get in touch immediately, if you hear something of Katrin! Have a good flight.
- Thanks.
Yes, please? - I'm expecting friends with the LH 015.
Who are you expecting? - I'm waiting for Peter and Patrik Pacard.
Pacard? One moment, please.
No, I'm sorry, it's not here.
Thank you.
We thought of everything on the escape, just not about the house key.
It doesn't matter.
I have a trick for the porch window.
Oh no! Of course I'll go to the hotel.
I have an idea.
Maybe I've been hypnotized.
And the formula is in my head, without my knowledge.
What do you think? Perhaps it's something like that.
(Harvey) No, that's not it! But you're already talking like the pros.
Welcome to Munich.
Don't! An open, fair word is better than a foul play.
You call that fair? This is our house! You broke in here! I provided myself with access.
- Why don't you leave us alone? Because I'm afraid that you and your son have the notion to commit foolishness.
Your foray into the opposition halfway pleases pleases me a lot and not at all.
- Who kidnapped my mother? Well, who? So, I will be frank with you Despite excellent man-to-man marking we didn't successfully protect the two of you, especially your mother.
To protect? You call that protecting? You did with us what you wanted! Who are these gangsters? - But why? Mom did nothing.
And she knows nothing! - Does she know that you have the formula? I don't have it.
The doctor on the drilling platform examined me top to bottom.
Nothing! All interested intelligence agencies in the world know that you're in the game.
And ask themselves where you've hidden the ball.
Cut it out with this football nonsense.
I'd rather you tell me something about my wife.
- Amateurs and weirdos.
Certainly no colleagues of mine.
I don't know anything.
- I'm going to the hotel.
And then we'll see.
- No, that you won't.
These crazy radio messages have already enticed too many of my colleagues to the hotel.
Oh, by the way, your escape from the drilling platform was brilliantly planned.
It took us a rather long time before we saw through your trick.
Uncle Harry always has good ideas.
Only the rental car was a bit conspicuous.
So? From Skagen in Denmark to Munich in only 16 hours.
Really leadfooted.
- I know.
Mr.
Harvey, if you know and can do everything, why don't you free my mother? Because we simply don't know everything and can't do everything.
But I look wacky in the photo.
Do I always look so silly? - You're no work of art.
But do I always scrunch my eyes like this in pictures? These photos were taken with an invisible infrared flash.
Normally, no one reacts to an infrared flash.
Yes, if he's not used to it.
- Are you used to it, Mr.
Pacard? You didn't react.
I didn't either, by the way.
We all want the same thing.
But in addition we need your and above all your cooperation, Patrik.
Yes, but what can I do? - Come on.
Damn it again! - Please! Captions: VICOMEDIA 09/2004 translation to English by SmartyBoy