01x02 - Ins Dunkle

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I wanted a happy life.

Like everyone in this country,
which is my home.

This country full of water,

full of swamps,

full of treasures.

They've betrayed this country.

They've plundered its heart.

A wild and free country.

Now it's your turn.

Make your decision now.

Cause of death was trauma to the throat.

Probably from the leather strap
of her necklace.

So the perpetrator had no weapon on him.

Or, he did not use it.

Or it's not her necklace.

Her facial soft tissue is congested.
Larynx and hyoid bone are broken.

What about the wounds on her face?

As I suspected. Crows.

Was she r*ped?

There are no typical signs.

The vaginal swab test
was negative for sperm.

Is that yes or no, Leyla?

Those are the facts, Maik.
It's for you to find their meaning.

To the right, please.

Regional league. It's like w*r.

We have a lot of foreign DNA.
Mixed, sometimes.

Have to see how we get it analysed.

Anything that helps us?

A dog hair.

There really are a lot of traces.

I'll be in touch.

Okay. Thanks.

- Oh, Leyla?
- Yes?

Do you only work on the dead?

I can't get an appointment
at the orthopaedist at the moment.

Come on.

- Good morning.
- Morning.

Here.

17-YEAR-OLD FOUND DEAD

Yes, her mother sold them that.

Fifty euro for a photograph of her angel.

So? How long will this go on for?

Until we have left.

- Are you the boss now, or what?
- A colleague.

We need your help.

The conference room, my people...
Want my apartment, my wife too?

- Uwe, what's this about?
- You can talk, Maik.

You left. Pissed off to Criminal Police.

One reform after another.
Now eight of us are left.

Eight people for two and a half
square kilometres security.

We used to be three times as many,
for half the trouble, remember that?

First things first. Evidence is muddled,
or to put it bluntly: shitty.

What was left after the rain
was destroyed by onlookers, tourists

and too many of your men, Mr. Voigt.

Tells me how to do my job?

You didn't cordon off enough,

much less prevent tourists stubbing out
their cigarettes at the crime scene.

And for that, there were too many of you.

Ramona was one of us.
We take that personal.

So in commiseration,
everyone trampled the crime scene?

Tell Doctor Hamadi that.
She's analysing evidence day and night.

- They have doctors. Our people no jobs.
- Marianne...

Okay.
Let's just start with the suspect, yes?

Juri Schavadenov.

Survived the fall,
but is not fit for questioning yet.

He's the boyfriend
or rather ex-boyfriend of the victim.

Born in Bulgaria,
in Germany for three years.

Several juvenile sentences.

Supposedly sells magazine subs,
but in reality it's drugs.

Takes crystal. Sometimes more,
sometimes less. Currently rather more...

Evidence 4.2.7,
footprint next to the body.

A trekking shoe, size 11.

It definitely isn't from Juri Schavadenov.

We secured 20,000 euro in cash,
which he had on him when he fell.

The money was presumably hidden
in the victim's garage.

Maybe that is why they argued.

A 17-year-old with 20,000 euro?

- Where'd she get that money?
- Where'd you think?

- Do you know?
- Why me?

- You knew the deceased.
- That was a long time ago.

The girl was dating an alleged dealer.

According to several witness statements,
she dealt herself.

We're making a mistake
by only looking at the Bulgarian.

What about the music?
What about the climate camp?

We know their main guy.
He's from Poland, 19 years old.

Janosz Radomski.

Breach of the peace,

resistance to state authority,
destruction of property.

He says he doesn't know any Ramona,
but there was an altercation.

The victim wanted to sell weed
to a witness.

Radomski is said to have lost it.

And he has shoe size 11.

- They're climate activists, not criminals.
- Do you know that?

A witness saw a homeless man
with a saxophone.

Other witnesses heard a saxophone
at the presumed time of the crime.

The man was among the onlookers
during our police operation.

The tour guide of the F-60
clearly recognised him.

- The bell maker's son, everyone knows him.
- Oliver "Batko".

Bartko.

All right, thanks. That's it.

We need his shoes and a DNA test.

Which we won't get,
because there's no probable cause.

No judge will do it and you know that.

Maybe he'll do it voluntarily?

- I'll take care of it.
- Good.

You go to the school, please.
Principal is Irene Adrian.

Liaison teacher Hennessen.
Double-N, double-S. First name Ralph.

Type it into your gadget.

Evidence 6.2.13, Ramona in traditional
Sorbian dress, Thälmann School.

Excuse me? I'm looking for Ms. Adrian.

She's in Biology.
Just up the stairs and down the hall.

Thanks.

- She's in the room back there.
- Thanks.

- Ms. Adrian?
- Yes?

My name is Annalena Gottknecht,
Criminal Police Cottbus.

I'd like to talk to you about Ramona.

Ramona used to be a very good student.
Quiet but diligent.

And more recently?

An F in German.

An E in three other subjects.

Only in English she has a B.

Furthermore, there are 23 absent days.
Without valid excuse.

She wasn't stupid or anything.

On the contrary.
She just had a very hard time.

With an addict mother?

Ramona always had to fend for herself.

She paid the book money in instalments.
Ten euro per month.

At some point we just gave her the books.

She didn't join when we went
to the cinema, or the theatre.

She never joined class trips.
Not even once.

When we offered to pay her fare
from the class fund, she refused.

She had to look after her brother.

But in the play, she acted the lead role.

And she was good, yes.

She actually flourished.

Maybe because once in her life,

she could be someone other
than the daughter of Jennifer Schinschke.

You wanted to talk to me?

Luisa, hello. Sounds great, the Mozart.

Luisa is Ramona's best friend.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Shall we talk over there?

Thank you.

I'm not Ramona's best friend.
We just sit next to each other.

Okay.

And do you know if she had
any problems recently?

Trouble with certain people, arguments?

She didn't talk about that stuff.

What did you talk about?

Clothes, guys, parties.
The stuff one talks about.

- Did you know her boyfriend?
- Juri?

Only by sight. He once picked her up.
She did her own thing.

Did you like her?

I guess. Sure, why not.

But?

The teachers totally favoured her.

In English Oral she had an A,
even though she was almost never there.

I'm on an E.

When did you last see her?

Friday.

Friday on the bus.
We were going to meet on Sunday.

Three of us were supposed to work
on a presentation.

About strip mining.

- But...
- She didn't show.

I remember how upset I was with her.

I was so mad.

- I didn't know that she...
- Who's the third?

Jackie Briegand.
You want to talk to her too?

- She plays in the orchestra too?
- Jackie?

No. She's saving the planet.

Hey, what's up?

- Do you know how it works?
- I'm still practicing.

I have to watch out
to not get stuck in the treetops.

The camera is genius.
We can live stream to the internet.

But the Luschka forest is rather dense.
Could be difficult, no?

That's why I'm still practicing.

And your old man? How's it going with him?

On my case.

My mother, too.

My grandparents spent their lives in coal

so to them everything I do
is high treason.

My father is a banker.

Makes half a million a year,
private jet and still doesn't get it.

He now sells green investments.

But only because everyone's
into sustainability these days.

And he can make even more money that way.

It's something.

Look here.

I took these last time.

- We'll come from several directions.
- Yes.

One group from the west,
straight into the open-pit mine.

Climate activists
have announced demonstrations

in the regions of Brandenburg
and Saxony in the coming weeks.

The predominantly young protesters
call for the immediate end to coal

and adherence to the 1.5 degree target
as agreed in Paris.

The police wants to prevent an escalation...

See you later.

- Is old Bartko here?
- Just go through.

Bodo?

Maik?

Do you want a blini?

No, thanks.

Heard you're in Cottbus now, Crime Police?

Yes. And you?
Thought you had long retired.

No more bells?

No more bells.

Soon no more door handles either.

No more coal.

And you?

Longing for old times?

Yes, sometimes.

I've always hated socialism.

But now, where only cash is king...

- I'm thinking...
- I have to talk to Oliver.

Because of the dead girl?

He has nothing to do with that.
Just leave him alone.

The cot out there, is that for him?

I can't tell you where he is.

Okay.

If you see him, call me. Please.

I'm his friend.

POLICE

Jackie, are you looking for something?

Mom's sewing machine.

But you can take mine.

- What do you want to sew?
- Something for a school play.

- I can help you with that.
- Yes.

The victim's cell phone is rubbish.
No idea if we can get anything off it.

Cell site analysis won't tell us much
either, there is too much data.

The only thing we can say for sure
is that she died where she was logged in.

Do you always work like that?

- How?
- Well, like "point a, point b, point c".

Anarchy is what I had at home.
Didn't work.

When did Bartko senior
last see his son Oliver?

Last month.

When last month?

Thursday the 15th.

The 15th is a Wednesday.
The 16th is a Thursday.

Where did he see him?
Do you happen to know? Approximately?

Leyla, hey.

How far are you with the DNA?

There's tons.
At the crime scene, on the body...

Everyone touched her.

Schavadenov?

Our Icarus? Nothing so far.

Nothing on the body
or other pieces of evidence.

He wasn't there.

- How is he doing?
- He's alive.

Dr. Hamadi, you'll receive reference
material from the girl's teacher.

A certain Ralph Hennessen.
Double-N, double-S.

Okay, I will take care of it.

Thanks.

It appears
he practically showered Ramona with As.

The question is,
was it in return for something?

Sex?

That, or...

A girl gets her teacher crystal
in exchange for an A in English?

I don't believe it.

Hey, wait up.

What are you doing tonight?

What am I doing tonight?

After work. Do I not speak clearly?

Nothing.

Pick me up?

Sure. Is it a date?

You wish.

Such bullshit,
I won't let them take away my child.

It's bullshit. Bunch of b*stards.

Come here.
Now you can see through them again.

There.

You still have to wear them like that
for a while.

Have you had enough?

I have to go now.

Will you be alright?

Marianne, bring me the file, please?

Thank you.

I don't know what is wrong with him.

Walter, please.
Of course you know what's wrong with him.

It's not my fault that he
has to distribute advertising leaflets.

He taught me everything.
He was the best policeman I ever knew.

Walter, we have to call
Criminal Police Cottbus.

Walter!

Guess who is about to have
a holiday, dear.

And sail through the Caribbean.

Stop it.

Cold buttermilk. Want some?

Right, of course.
No animals, not even on the plate.

Did you know her too?

Who do you mean? Ramona?

Not really. We kind of know everyone
at Friedenstrasse 20.

We have reported them so often,
they're almost like siblings to us.

Reported for?

Noise, theft, booze, brawls. Full range.

But you never found drugs?

No. Those guys are slippery like eels.
Can't get a hold on them.

And our supercop thinks we have a leak.

- Maik Briegand?
- Oh, so you think he is a supercop?

Well, dad a cop, brother a cop...

We used to steer clear of such people.

You yourself became a cop.

Well. Miner is no longer an option.

I'm too dumb to be a vet.
I'm too lazy to be a farmer.

So that leaves becoming a cop
or a criminal, if I want to live here.

Are you serious?

What? About becoming a criminal?

No, about wanting to live here.

Dead serious.

Anyway, Poetschi wants to take over
from Uwe. But that's not a secret.

From Voigt?

Yes, he is retiring next year.

That's why Poetschi's scoring
extra credit at every opportunity.

And earns good money.

Anyway, Sven Kopek,
he called me again today.

...with Dani, in the same class.

Kopek. Sven Kopek.
So I said to him "I have a suggestion".

Total underdog, in my opinion,
who was in class with you.

He was a class ahead of you.

And then he said...

Why does everyone call you Junior anyway?

You're not that young anymore.

Well, no one came after me.
And probably won't either.

I'll probably still be Junior when I'm 60.
My real name is Jannik. Jannik Wolff.

So? Is there a leak?

Well, it isn't me.

f*ck.

So, got broken into?

Anything missing?

My dumbbells.

I'll fix it.

Come in.

I already heard, the dead girl.

Another one Merkel has to answer for.

Then it's easy. Let's just arrest Merkel.

Now the borders are open,
and what crosses them?

Crystal and asylum seekers.

In the old days we wouldn't
hesitate one second to arrest them.

Arrest who?

Merkel? Honecker? Gorbachev? Who?

The d*adbeats at Friedenstrasse 20.

I met Walter Schubert there.

He does security for KROMOS.
Ever heard of them?

- Walter doesn't interest me.
- Ronny got him the job.

No one tells me anything anymore.

And no one asks me anymore.

Not you and not your brother Ronny.

And otherwise? Everything all right?

No. I need new glasses.
But insurance won't pay.

I'll take care of it.

You can sleep on the sofa.

Dude. This is where you live?

The bed is rather narrow,
but 29 euro is a great price.

Okay. And how do you turn
when you're six feet tall?

That's not something
you will find out tonight.

I'll finish your car and park it
outside the station tomorrow, okay?

- Well, I just didn't have the right tools.
- Guess it wasn't so easy after all.

Thanks.

- Good night.
- Night.

Do you need help...

Ronny Briegand,
KROMOS Personnel Services and Co. Ltd.

Our office is not available at present,
please leave a message.

Hey Ron. It's me, Maik.

I'm at Dad's.
Please call me back, it's urgent.

The people's policeman
Who lends us a hand

He shows us the way
For he is our friend

Louder, I can't hear you!

The people's policeman
Who lends us a hand

He shows us the way
For he is our friend

Louder, you idiots!

Jackie. Look what I found.

This is the overskirt of my wedding dress.

And this, my maiden's bonnet.

But I just cried all day.

Because everything was
full of dust and grime.

The skirt, the upholstery of the chairs.

Even the cream on the wedding cake.
Everything full of coal.

Yes. That was coal for you.

I chose the dirt. And your grandfather.

Today we're deciding against the dirt,
Grandma. Coal is over.

We heated the country, every winter
and often that was tough enough.

Without us, all of this wouldn't exist.

I always liked being a pitman.

More like pitwoman.

You can wait a long time
before I will say "pitpeople".

I'd rather be run over by an excavator.

Well, it's coming along nicely.

Can we continue tomorrow?
I'm running out of steam.

Jackie.

Those characters
by the F-60 in the forest...

Grandma, I know them all.

You can't do that to your Grandpa and me,
join the ranks

of those who want to destroy
everything we've worked for.

We're a mining family.

Yes. And Janosz is from Poland.
Also a coal country.

And Hayley is from Australia.

And do you know what our problem is?
All of ours?

That this little planet is being burnt up
from underneath us. With your coal.

POLICE

Vehicle three, come in.

We have an accident
at interchange 43 with injured persons.

Ambulance is on its way. Over.

Vehicle three, we're on our way.

Come on, get out.

Real slow, I want to see your hands.

Turn around.

Hands behind your back.

Hi, Uwe. Took you long enough.

André.

Here, under the gear shift.
Cottbus will look at the vehicle again.

Key's in the ignition.
I'll take our friend to the station.

Okay.

Vehicle three...

Where is everyone?

Marianne has her pole dancing workshop
at the pool.

And Poetschi nabbed a dealer.

Needed backup
because he was on his own. Uwe went.

Question: Why is he out on his own?

Good day, Lauchhammer police station.
My name is Wolff...

Leyla, what's up?

We found fibres on the victim's clothes.

Fire-resistant grey upholstery fibres.

She must have been inside
a VW Passat station wagon before she died.

You drive one of those.

Yes, and my colleague and my barber...

And in the case, we found DNA.
The analysis will take some time.

- What case?
- The instrument case.

Your daughter's saxophone.

- Thanks, Leyla.
- You're welcome. Ciao.

- Ms. Gottknecht.
- What?

I'm a policeman, all right?
Since I was 19.

Even my wife says
I am nothing else anymore.

I don't withhold evidence.

Yes. But lying to your colleague
is no problem.

I've known Oliver Bartko since
our childhood, he wouldn't hurt a fly.

But yes, he has major problems.

Yes and if he keeps it up,
he'll get a few more.

And so will you.

The boy is lying.

- What boy?
- Dustin.

The seal on Ramona's door
was peeled off with steam.

If he had just pushed open the door,
it would have torn.

- So it's the mother.
- Her, or...

Oliver, give me a hand.

It is like concrete!

Yes, 30, 40 centimetres.
Here, have a look, my boy.

Crazy. I've never seen anything like it!

Maik, could you come over?

I think Oliver is looking for you.

Good.

There he is.

Oliver.

Here. Your saxophone.

Did you miss it?

Yes.

What?

I was looking for you, I wanted to tell
you something, but I couldn't find you.

I'm sorry, I...

I have a lot of work, you know?

But next time I'll be there.
I promise. Okay?

What did you want to tell me?

The garden there.

That toe rag there has been stealing.

- No. Oliver! Don't run!
- Stop, police!

He's not a toe rag!
And he hasn't stolen anything! Man!

Police, stop!

- Stop! Stop right there!
- Oliver!

Maik!

Okay.

We've got him.

- Maik!
- Come on.

Maik!

Hey, guys. Take it easy.

Maik!

- Come on, now.
- Olli, stay calm!

Man.

f*ck!

Stop that right now.
He can't stand being in confined spaces.

Liese, you stay out of it, okay?

Please. Let him go on foot.

He always calms down on foot.

sh*t!

- Not so rough, he's also just a human.
- Marianne, he bit me.

I'm about to puke.

Don't make yourself so heavy, tr*mp!

- Open that door.
- Yes.

Sit down.

Right. If you go in there,
wear protective clothes and gloves.

He's got lice, guaranteed.

No!

No!

No! Help!

No!

- Yes.
- Where are you?

- We got a hit.
- What hit?

Whoever held the instrument case
also touched Ramona's dead body.

Your friend is in real trouble.

Okay, I'm on my way.

No!