TOKYO. SUGAMO PRISON. 1944 According to the Justice Ministry ruling,
the sentence will be executed immediately. I hope you will die in peace. Are you going to write a report
about the execution? Say that Sorge died with the words,
ìThe Red Army, Comintern, the Communist Party
of the Soviet Union.î Iím ready. Richard Sorge. Born in 1895
in Baku district. Ethnicity: German. Gained a degree of Ph.D. in Law
in Germany. Accredited in Tokyo as a German reporter. Moscowís resident spy in Japan.
A convinced communist. Alias name ñ Ramsay. The first Soviet agent who was able not just to get settled
in the Japanese capital but create a unique reconnaissance group that had access to top-secret information. Three years in jail,
endless interrogations and provocations ending in an execution
at the Sugamo jail. The chain of events leading to this end was one of the most striking
and controversial pages in the global history of espionage. STAR MEDIA PRESENTS ALEKSANDR DOMOGAROV, SHION NAKAMARU OSAMU YAMAMOTO, ANDREY RUDENSKY VIKTORIYA ISAKOVA, ANDREY LEONOV YULIYA AUG, SERGEY GINZBURG IVAN SHIBANOV, TATYANA KOSMACHIOVA,
JUNSUKE KINOSHITA IN SERGEY GINZBURGíS RICHARD SORGE. MASTER SPY TOKYO. 1938 WRITTEN BY DMITRY NOVOSIOLOV MUSIC BY VLADIMIR DAVYDENKO Von Dirksen has health problems.
Heís leaving. Whatís wrong with him? Who cares? Martin. -Iím so glad to see you!
-Me, too. When did you come from Berlin? This Bastard Schlesinger
wants to take his place. If he becomes an ambassador,
Iíll be screwed. As well as some of my friends. DIRECTED BY SERGEI GINZBURG This is Kurt, our manager.
And these are our wonderful… -He wonít get the job.
-Why? An ambassador has to be
a devoted man with high principles. Everybody knows Paul
in principle has no principles. He used to ne against Hitler. Then the wind changed, and now he yells
Heil Hitler louder than anybody. Everybody has long forgotten about it. To our Fuhrer! PRODUCERS ñ ARTIOM DOLLEZHAL, VLAD RIASHIN Also, heís a psychopath. Two weeks ago he got hammered and shoot some sailor
in the leg over poker. They swept it under the carpet. Iíll remember it to them. How are you planning to do that? Eugen, youíre underestimating the power
of printed word. Iíll make sure articles appear
in newspapers that will be read at Reichís Chancellery. You know Fuhrer will have
the last say in this. How do you like this text: ìEugen Ott is an indispensable personality
in German politics. He must head the Reichís diplomatic
mission in the Land of the Rising Sun.î I want to be with you forever. Right now, itís impossible. When everythingís over
and I come back home… Will you come with me? Yes. Itís too good to be true. Whatís the Japanese for ìI love youî? We usually say, I like you.
This is how it sounds. -Richard, hi.
-Hey. Iíve been waiting for you. Listen.
We need to talk about something important. Letís have a beer.
There is a place not far from here. -Did you hear the news?
-What news? The ambassador is retiring. -Or rather being retired.
-Interesting. Yes. Itís the talk of the city in Berlin.
My friend in Reichís Chancellery called… Who is so annoyed with old boy Dirksen? Old boy, exactly. Times have changed.
We need more vigorous people. This way. You know that an ambassadorís position
in Japan is very important. Weíre here. Richard, let me be straight. You know there are only two candidates,
Ott and I. Our chances are even. I have Rosenbergís support,
he ñ Ribbentropís. Ulrich Friedrich Wilhelm Joachim
von Ribbentrop. A big player. Come on! Do you know how he became a von? He convinced a distant relative
to adopt him for money and never paid her. She even sued him. And now this so-called von
is pretending an Iron Chancellor. His stupid pride
has brought him a lot of enemies. Yes. But he has a friend, too. Who? The Fuhrer. I want this to stay strictly between us. Are you my friend? Why are you asking? Berlin will start examining
the candidates. Naturally, theyíll approach you. Youíre an expert on Japan
and renowned journalist. They trust you, Richard. There are too many speculations
surrounding my name, you see. Because of my… complicated personality. I donít want this to reflect
on my credentials. Everything will be fine. I never doubted you. Youíre the only man I trust
in this viperís nest. Schlesinger is an undisguised go-getter. Heíd sell his own mother
for his earthly comforts. A conformist, an opportunist,
an ideologist. A man you donít want to have as an enemy. Yes, Schlesinger is disgusting. I want to take a shower
after just looking at him. Richard, your tea is ready. Thanks. Canít you stay out of it
if itís all so unsure? We have enough on our plate as it is. Ott is an intelligence officer,
a war hero with great recommendations. Chances are high
that the Reich choses him. If we bet on Schlesinger, we lose. Ott has no connections in Gestapo,
SS, or SD. Heís an army man. This one would forget
about my favor in a week. Ott will remember it
and feel that he owes me. Connections can be found. -Richard. Listen.
-Branko. Enough. Iíve made up my mind. Whatís with the transmitter? Come on. Letís go. Here. Right. Iíve been holding test sessions
with Wiesbaden. It went all right. The capacity is a bit on the low side. Itís dangerous to leave it here. Richard, I told him that. Edith, please. Stay out of this. What if they find it here?
Did you think about it? Edith. Weíll get rid of it later.
I promise. You need to give more attention
to your wife. -She can be impossible sometimes.
-Branko. Sheís our colleague. Sheís a member of our group. Also, sheís a woman,
and itís harder for her. Branko Vukelic.
Yugoslavian communist. Worked in Tokyo as correspondent
of the French Havas newspaper. His wife, Danish citizen Edith,
was also part of the Sorge group. Alias name ñ Gigolo. Was in charge of collecting information
and dealing with photo materials. Had repeatedly visited as photo reporter
the Kwantung Army, the strongest group
of the Japanese military forces. Six years earlier, the Japanese occupied Manchuria,
Chinaís northeastern province. Thus, it had approached the border
of the Soviet Union. SOVIET-MANCHURIAN BORDER. 1938 Donít shoot! Donít shoot! Iím a deserter. Iím a Soviet general. Iím seeking asylum. I, Genrikh Liushkov,
Commissar of State Security, want to surrender myself
to the Japanese government. This is my fault, Comrade Stalin. I should have arrested Liushkov
in Khabarovsk instead of summoning him here. Iím sorry. I was too late. Comrade Yezhov. What are the implications
of Liushkovís escape? What do you think?
What agents might be exposed? The Manchurian agents,
former general Semionov… We have warned out Chinese counterparts,
though. But… Liushkov turned himself over
to the Japanese. As far as I know,
we have only one agent in Japan, Ramsay. Heís your man, Comrade Voroshilov. Yes, Comrade Stalin. As of today,
itís our best intelligence unit. Is it in danger? Comrade Stalin,
Liushkov knows nothing about Ramsay. Still. Could Liushkov know some member
of Ramsayís group? Comrade Stalin… it is possible. TOKYO. TWO DAYS LATER Mr. Sorge? -Yes.
-A telegram for you. What happened?
Why did you break the rules? The Prime Minister held
a war council tonight. They discussed information
received from the Soviet turncoat. What turncoat? I donít know yet.
But the say itís valuable information. I saw the list of agents exposed
by the deserter. Mostly, they are Chinese. But our radio operator, Yoshida Nariyaki,
is the fifth on the list. Did they arrest him? No. But they will in the next two hours. JAPANESE INTELLIGENCE Yesterday you gave us a list of agents
working in China and Japan. Why does it list only Manchurians,
Chinese, Mongolians, and virtually no Japanese? I had access only to the databases
related to inland China. If I asked for materials on Japan,
it would look suspicious. Lately, Iíve been under surveillance.
They didnít trust me. Tell us, Mr. Liushkov,
did you know them personally? No. Have you arrested him? Our people are on their way. Pack you things. -What happened?
-You were exposed. Police! Run! Move it! This is the house. Quick! Run! Run! Theyíre waiting for you. Go! Surround the house. Go quick. Iíll hold them up. Stop. There he is. Get him! Yes, sir. Itís for you, sir. Yes. Yes. Yes, sir. Close the gate. Complete ID check! Detain all suspicious persons and bikers. Yes, sir. Hey! Who is in charge? Head of investigation Osaki. Have you found anything? A transmitter. Itís scorched. The communists work fast.
They have warned him. With all due respect, Colonel,
I think it was local agents who got the information. The Soviets have nothing to do with it. Really, smartass? Why are you so sure? -The transmitter was packed up.
-So? If the operator were warned by his masters,
theyíd do it through the radio. He wouldnít pack it up before escaping. What do you know? Do you think
they have only one transmitter? Anyway, who are you, smartypants? Matsui Third Expedition Corpus,
military intelligence. Invalided out. Show me how they escaped. This way, Colonel. -Itís time.
-Yes. Iíve dressed the wound
and stopped the bleed. I think youíll be fine. A doctor will meet you in
Shimoda and take care of you before sending you to Shanghai. -Makoto Yamauti. Who is he?
-You are. -Itís time.
-Yes. Tokyo is in triple lockdown.
They stop all bikers, check their IDs. Takagi said you must stay
here for the night. Donít worry, Iíll pass through.
I have a press card. -Imuro! Does the fisher have any fish?
-Itís already gutted. Itíll have to do. No cigarette butts or oil traces found
in the place where the bike was parked. The tire patterns are ordinary.
No witnesses. How are you planning to proceed? The block posts are gathering information
on all bikers who were detained that day. -When will you complete it?
-Iíll report to you tomorrow morning. Youíre too slow, Major. Youíre much better at talk than at work. Stop. Turn it off. Here. Where have you been? At the beach. The sea? What were you doing there? Fishing. Any luck? A bit. What is this? My friend caught this bullfish.
I held it for him. We had to gut it. It stinks like hell. -Wanna smell it?
-No. Thanks. Here. You can go. Sorry. Bye. Let this gentleman pass. Patricia says youíve been looking for me. Yes. Well? Everythingís fine.
The articles are already in print. Iíve left the reports with
Patricia to send to the ministry. Thanks, my friend. I called Ribbentrop.
He had talked to Fuhrer about me. I have a chance. I never doubted you did. They say the Japanese
have a valuable deserter. A Soviet general. And? Is he talking to the press? Heís meeting with a
Yomiuri Shimbunguy today. I want be the next. Sure. Iíll fix it. Thank you. In November 1933, when Germany followed
Japan, exiting the League of Nations, I realized that our great countries
are destined to become allies. Weíll rule the East, you ñ the West. We have common interests, Colonel, and common views regarding
the new world order. We have nothing to hide from our friends. Mr. Sorge,
Iím sorry for any inconvenience. I understand. -You can ask the prisoner any questions.
-I guessed that much. But youíll have to agree
the final copy with us. Of course. I was told I would.
Does Liushkov speak German? Yes. He lived in Germany in 1930,
being an industrial spy. -Get in, please.
-Thank you. This is the list
and photos of the people… who entered Tokyo by bike that day
and seemed suspicious to our people. Akira Matsumoto, fishmonger. He came to Tokyo with his wife
and a friend. German reporter, Richard Sorge. German reporter? Yes. The cop said he looked suspicious. In what sense? I donít know. Where did you get the picture? We have dossiers for every foreigner.
I took it there. Interesting that Nariyakiís
neighbor recognized him. He once saw Nariyaki in Tokyo
accompanied by a European man. This man.
Then he said he had made a mistake. They were just standing next to each other,
but they didnít know each other. Just standing in a line to a newspaper
stand. Then Sorge allegedly left. Also, he was limping. He probably didnít say anything
to his friend. If he did, we donít know about it. Mr. Major! Is this the German you had stopped? Yes, thatís him. Why did he seem suspicious to you? He said he had been fishing.
But he was wearing a suit and had no rods. But he had a press card
from a German paper. I couldnít have detained him.
Did I do something wrong? No. Itís fine. Dismissed. Major, sir.
I also noticed blood on his coat sleeve. Blood? Yes. He said it was from a fish.
It was very stinky. -Did you smell it?
-Yes, sir. And donít forget to write that Fuhrer
and the Germans shouldnít trust Stalin. Heís obsessed with global revolution,
and he will definitely, do you hear, definitely attack German as
soon as heís strong enough. Thank you for the warning.
Weíll have that in mind. But here is a question.
How you, a communist, a general… could betray your country and escape? You donít know what is going on there. Terror. Executions.
They donít spare anyone. Neither women nor kids. There are purges. Stalin is a maniac. Having eliminated some people, he starts
eliminating those who took their places. Can you be more specific? Sure. All the leaders of the first Internal
Affairs Commissariat was executed. Yagoda, Prokofyev, Agranov, Bulanov, Lurye.
Too many people to name them all. All the high management. I got a telegram ordering me to report
to Moscow, allegedly for promotion. But I knew better. Did the army suffer from repressions? Of course. Stalin is destroying his own army. All officers are either
in prison camps or dead. And the military intelligence? Why should it be any different? Of course. All of them. Can you give me some names? I could,
but you wouldnít know these people. Excuse me, Iím a journalist.
I deal with facts. Uritsky. Berzin. Have you heard of them? No. Yan Karlovich. You have to understand
I have two native countries, Germany and the Soviet Union. Iím a communist. But Iím also a German. I love Germany. Things are bad there. The Nazis are getting arrogant. They are
killing my friends, creating SS units. Do you think itís all
peace and quiet here? Everything thatís going on around us
affects out future. We have to be on the lookout every minute,
every second. Mr. Reporter! Mr. Reporter, do you hear me? Excuse me. You were saying? Iím saying they probably were
bad intelligence officers if they couldnít predict their arrests. I knew what was coming, and I escaped. Iím alive, and they are probably dead. Do you mean you were able
to deceive Stalin himself? Are you going to deceive the Fuhrer, too? What does Fuhrer have to do with this?
I didnít say that. Do you think the Fuhrer is stupid? No! Of course I donít. What are you… Who do you call stupid? Who do you call stupid? -Bastard!
-Help! What are you doing? This Bolshevik swine… called the Fuhrer stupid! Mr. Reporter! Youíve probably mis…
You misunderstood me! I didnít say that! Iíll make sure you get shot! You scum. What does he say? ìWe shift to the†soil policy
of the future. If we speak of soil in Europe today, we can primarily have in mind only Russia. Here Fate itself seems
desirous of giving us a sign.î We have no right to waste time.
We would never forgive ourselves. Are you upset about something?
Tell me, Icha-san. No. Iím fine. I was thinking about
an old friend of mine. Ramsay requires a meeting
with Berzin in person. Otherwise,
he threatens to wrap up the groupís work. Why would he want that? They were close friends. Berzin was arrested last year.
I didnít see his sentence. Is he alive? Capital punishment. Enemy of the people. Not long ago. Ramsay is a valuable asset. Lavrenty, you know how hard it is to
organize an intelligence station in Japan. Kliment, we need to mollify Ramsay.
Letís summon him to Moscow. Let him take a break… have some fun. Richard, maybe you shouldnít
challenge Moscow right now. It might be dangerous. Maybe you should wait. Also, Liushkov is a traitor.
He could have told you any lies. Thatís what I want to find out. Now. Come on. Branko, after the session we need
to get rid of this monster. Iíll ask Stalin himself.
Letís see what he says. Icha, youíre talking in riddles. Explain. Iíll ask to send here Max Clausen,
my old friend. We were starting together
in China in 1931. What does Stalin have to do with it? If they send Clausen,
it will mean everythingís fine. Let them run him to earth. If they say no, it will mean Comrade
Stalin has his reasons. Are you ready? Letís start. Mr. Sorge? Dr. Sorge. Mr. Ott told me to find you immediately. Is something wrong, Patty? I guess so. Well, letís go. Yes? May I? Whatís up?
Why is Patricia smiling so mysteriously? Fuhrer ordered to dismiss me
from active military service in connection with an upcoming
diplomatic mission. Heís going to appoint me the ambassador
of the German Reich to Tokyo. Well, congratulation, mister ambassador
of the German Reich to Tokyo. Stop it. It might sound weird,
but I would reject it if I were you. Why is that? Many ambassadors lose their human traits. I donít want to lose a good friend. Weíll stay good friends. Well, if we stay friends, then fine.
Say yes. Ramsay refuses to come to Moscow
on account of being busy. Moreover, having lost his radio operator,
he insists that we send to him Max Clausen. He worked with him back
in the ë30s in Shanghai. Also, his wife Anna as a courier. He insists, eh? Thatís what he wrote. ìI insist. Otherwise I wonít be
able to complete my missions.î All right. If Comrade Ramsay asks,
we should grant his request. Lavrenty. Find this operator. He wants to scare us.
But we do not get scared easily. -Find Clausen.
-Yes, Comrade… Stalin. Come on. Come on. So, thatís how we are. Anna, we have company. Hello. Hi, maíam. Set the table. Go. Go, go. Milk mushrooms? We picked them ourselves. Thank you, maíam. Itís delicious.
I havenít had a homemade meal for a while. -Iím always on business trips.
-Some more? No, thank you, Iím good. We need a small favor from you,
Comrade Clausen. Can you sign a postcard for us? JAVA ISLAND That doesnít sound too hard. Good. Write this. ìDear Ramsay, I was happy to find out
that weíll be working together once again. See you soon in Tokyo, Fritz.î Are we… really going to Tokyo? It depends on you, Comrade Clausen. Our contact is here,
but we canít approach him. Four agents. Weíll have to take this risk. My handbag! My handbag! Thief! Help! He stole my handbag! Yes. This is Maxís hand. OK. The transmitter is old and heavy.
It canít be transported anywhere. Weíll hold short sessions set far apart. When is the next session? In three days. Good. First thing, we need to report
that weíve… resumed our work. Walk me outside.