01x01 - The Night Will Find You

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I'm sorry I had to get a little rough.

Please. We can work this out.
But not like this.

Shut up!
Shut your g*dd*mn mouth!

You're so pathetic!

No! You're wrong.
Things always happen for a reason.

And the reason she had to die,
is you, and you alone!

Her name is Merle!

- That's right. Merle.
- I didn't know! If I'd known...

- What didn't you know?
- No! No, please, Dennis! Don't do it!

No!

TWO SIDES OF THE ABYSS

THE NIGHT WILL FIND YOU

- Where is he?
- In the storage room.

We had to lock him up.
He was running riot.

I'll spit in your face

Just tell me, please.
Who do you think you are?

I grew up in the gutter, in the dark

Stop threatening me
I'll stab you

Let's go around the block...

- Hey, Favio. I'm coming in, okay?
- f*ck off, police b*tch!

- Wouldn't you rather wait for backup?
- No.

Hey, Favio. How you doing?

Considering this chaos,
you'll end up in the psych ward.

– Kiss my a*s!
– What did he steal this time?

– A chisel.
– Perfect for breaking into houses.

– f*ck you!
– Hey, Favio! That's enough.

Let's go.

Luise, are you okay?

– Favio... Where is he?
– Well, he's inside.

What's wrong?

It's just a migraine.
I took something. I'll be okay soon.

Let me write the report.
Give it here.

Did that just come in?

Then you're just
into crazy gangster kids.

– 11–38 for Alex. Do you read me?
– Roger that.

Langenfelder Straûe Oberbarmen.
An 11–81. Ambulance on the way.

Copy that.

You should drive.

Let the others take the call.
Get a coffee.

– We're closer.
– Are you always this stubborn?

I have an appointment.
Criminal Investigation Division 3.

Chief Inspector Holger Tesche.

– Ms. Häger. It's so nice to see you.
– It's "Berg".

Of course. I apologize.

– Coffee?
– No, thanks.

– Take a seat.
– Thank you.

– What can I do for you?
– Dennis Opitz was released early.

He's on parole.

After six years and seven months?
Is this a joke?

I can see that you take a dim view
of the course of events...

A dim view?

Ms. Berg, I understand...

She was stabbed 24 times
in the abdomen, chest and neck.

She didn't stand a chance.
No chance whatsoever.

I'm really sorry, but the judge ruled
it was manslaughter.

Which was a mistake.
A g*dd*mn mistake!

You should just let it go, Ms. Berg.
No one can keep such things up forever.

How's your other daughter doing?
What was her name again?

– Josi.
– Josi, yes.

That's right.
How old is she now?

17.

She's doing well. She...
She's living with her father.

Is someone keeping an eye on him?

Dennis has changed and the results
of his risk assessment are exceptional.

Dennis.
It's nice to see you. Come in.

Congratulations.

It usually takes a lot longer
to find a job.

I know the head of the recycling center.
Erik Ludwig.

And he put in a good word for you?

He was my instructor
during my first year in prison.

And how are things otherwise?

Alright.

I'm glad I didn't have to go
into a halfway house.

– Your former foster mother, Yvonne...
– Doctor Aschhausen.

Was she the only person
who visited you in jail?

Yvonne arranged things
I couldn't have managed myself.

For example?

My one–to–one therapy sessions.
I didn't want to be put in a group.

According to my records,

you were placed under
Dr. Aschhausen's care in 2004.

Placed?

Damn.

But just three months later,
you went back to the home.

Why is that?

What went wrong?

Nothing.

Come on, Dennis.
Don't take me for a fool.

It's all in my file.

Not all of it.
Otherwise, I wouldn't be asking.

A five–year–old
who cuts off frogs' asses...

Would you keep him?

Neglected children
tend to t*rture animals.

All the more surprising that Yvonne
is letting me stay with her again.

Wouldn't you agree?

Look to the future, Dennis.

You're young.
You can only do better from now on.

Hey! Check out that guy over there.
Look. The one with the roses.

Hey, Mr. Bachelor!

Mr. Bachelor?

You could just give me all those roses.

Okay...

Dumbass. I mean, for real.

If he doesn't want to,
it's his loss.

Hey, you!

– Did you bring me something?
– Not today, I'm afraid. Next time.

Promise?

– You've sure gotten heavy, haven't you?
– And so has Paul.

– What a cool plane.
– Hello.

– I'm the pilot.
– No! I am.

There are always two pilots.
No reason to fight, boys.

Luise, what are you doing here?

Hey, Manuel!

– Why don't you return my calls?
– What do you want?

I saw him.

He's out.

Oh! You already knew?

Goddamnit, Manuel!
You should have told me.

Not in front of the kids.
Let's go inside.

– Sugar?
– Still no sugar.

Why didn't you tell me?

– Would it change anything?
– What do you mean?

If he'd served
the full eight years and nine months?

Don't you get it? He's out!

– He can do whatever he wants!
– He has to get through probation first.

And what about our daughter?

Did it cross your
mind for even a second...

– Yes. What about our daughter?
– You've given up on her!

Forgotten all about her.

Oh, you're talking about Merle?
She's dead.

Wait. You want to know
why we didn't tell you anything?

– Dennis Opitz...
– Don't say his f*cking name!

Dennis Opitz got his high school diploma
in prison, trained as a metal worker

and successfully completed his therapy
and anti–aggression training.

His risk assessment is exemplary

and he no longer poses a threat
to the general public.

– Bullshit!
– Don't you get it?

He no longer poses a threat
to the general public.

Section 88:
"Suspension of the juvenile sentence."

– Ask Carla.
– Carla, huh?

– Let's just stop this.
– Carla was my lawyer too!

But you had nothing better to do

than f*ck her
when Merle was barely laid to rest.

– You're disgusting.
– Yes! And you make me sick!

Good evening.

– Will you stay for dinner?
– No, thank you.

I was just leaving. Bye.

You should talk to Josi.

Before she does.

Thanks, dad.

– What did she want?
– Dennis is out.

– Since when?
– Four weeks.

Four weeks?
And you're only telling me now?

I didn't want to upset you.
I don't want to upset the whole family.

I don't want to deal with
that sick story anymore.

What about Mom?

As long as he doesn't violate
his parole, he can do whatever he wants.

You should
give your Mom another chance.

– Why should I?
– Because she's your mother.

She's your mom.

What... What do you want?

As of tomorrow,
I expect a lunch box too.

– If you get the promotion, then okay.
– What? You have doubts?

Tell me.

– No. Not really.
– Not really?

sh*t. sh*t. sh*t. sh*t!

Four euros in the swear jar.

– What's wrong?
– Those idiots cancelled my internship.

- What? Who?
- The Hollberg agency. Rather elitist...

They no longer take on students.
All of a sudden. Just like that.

– So, what now?
– Nothing! That's what! sh*t.

– Five euros in the jar.
– I wanted to work on my first campaign.

– Aha!
– Is that all you have to say?

Do something else.
In the social sector.

Like you? It's bad enough
that my parents are cops...

I was thinking more
of a retirement home or a kindergarten.

– No.
– I'd do it.

– Josi. Orange juice?
– Sure, Jack Sparrow.

You wouldn't be able
to get anything else.

She's 17.

- It's a difficult age.
- It's an extremely difficult age.

Bye, honey bunnies.

Honey bunnies? Hate it.

Merle, your helmet!

Mom! Chill out, will you?

I didn't bring you into this world just
to have to scrape you off the asphalt.

You forgot this.

Keep it.

I love you too, darling.

- In the next round, we'll have to guess.
- Awesome.

Which of the following words of wisdom
could have been said by you?

That's so cool.

Seriously? That's really...

WUPPERTAL REGIONAL COURT
VERDICT

Hey, Josi, my darling!

Wake up. You did it.

Is Daddy coming too?

He had to go to work.
Standing in for a colleague.

- Hey, Josi. How are you feeling?
- It feels weird. A bit like sand.

Your conjunctiva is still a bit irritated.
It will clear up in a few days.

Here. Three times a day,
and if necessary, give her more.

Thank you, Dr. Aschhausen.
Anything else?

No. That's it.

You don't need those anymore.

– Yes?
– Manuel, have you got a second?

– Of course!
– Here's your brave daughter.

– Dad?
– How are you, darling?

- I can see without my glasses.
- Fantastic!

Thank you.

Favio is being put into a program
for juvenile repeat offenders.

– Yeah, it's about time.
– He respects you.

– He doesn't respect anyone.
– He might get his act together.

Favio went through legions
of social workers and psychologists.

At eight, he played hooky, drank vodka
in the park, robbed his granny.

At 11, he was injecting ketamine
and put a girl into the hospital.

11–38 for Alex. Do you read me?

– 11–38 for Alex. Do you read me?
– Roger that.

Sonnborner Straûe 20, Krüger.

Injured female, not responsive.
Ambulance is on site.

Copy that. Out.

Look at the tip of my nose.

– Where's the husband?
– In the kitchen.

Mr. Krüger?

Berg. That's my colleague Horvart.
What happened here?

We were having lunch, as always,
and then my wife started feeling unwell.

She fell off this chair, right here.

Just like that?

Yes.

You were having a fight.
Your kids are scared of you.

– We were having a discussion.
– Were you discussing or hitting her?

Did you hit your wife?

Pack your things. You're not allowed
to enter the flat until further notice.

– I can't.
– You can. Come with me.

- You have no choice. The keys.
- What?

Section 34a of
the North Rhine–Westphalian police act:

"eviction to protect against
domestic violence."

But where should I go?
This is my home.

Mrs. Krüger is stable
and would like to make a statement.

– Why is she lying?
– She's covering for him, we can't act.

A woman is k*lled every three days!

Just don't let it
get to you too much, Nadisa.

– Take that sh*t back with you.
– But...

No buts. I don't want such junk.
Take it elsewhere.

Hey!

– This isn't a self–service store.
– So sorry, sir.

If I see you do that again,
it's back to ooga booga land with you.

Bloody darkies think
they can get everything for free.

– It'll end up in the garbage anyway.
– Tonight. Pollux.

– I'll introduce you to a few guys.
– Cool.

We're comrades.
We're always there for each other.

And don't contradict me
in front of the others.

Come on.
You said you'd check it out.

– I've changed my mind.
– Great!

Where will you go now then?

Ms. Müller said I can also
do an internship next year.

Come on, Merle. It's just two weeks.

I can't be bothered with those idiots.
They're not my base.

Not your base, huh?

Not everyone was born
with a silver spoon in their mouth

like you and your sister.

How does Dad put up with you?

This is the youths' recreation area.

There's also a creative workshop
and a fitness room.

– Here's the communal kitchen.
– Hello, Mr. Börnsen.

– Stop sucking up to me, Nico.
– Will do, Mr. Börnsen.

And this is the homework room.

Dennis? Where are the others?

Actually, I would have
to close this place down.

We're understaffed
and people are always off sick.

20 % of 600.

It's not that hard.

10 %

of 600.

Well?

600 divided by 10 is...

– 60.
– So 20 % would be that times two.

120.

Jackpot!

Come on then. Tick the box.

Your daughter is a godsend.

Next task.

Luise.

Great to see you.

Get out.

Get out of my car.

I assume you being here
is purely a coincidence? It isn't? Or...

Were you planning
on giving me a ride home?

It's not that either?

Then I guess I'll have to take the bus.

Wait!

Leave her alone!
Don't go back to the river.

I like that spot.

It's nice and quiet there.

But the water has gotten dirty
these last seven years.

- If you ever go there, I'll..- .
What? What will you do, huh?

"I... I..."

– Just say it.
– Get lost.

Just get lost.

Yeah... But until then, Luise...

Until you sh**t me down, like
a rabid ferret that eats your basil...

Until then,
there's still a lot to be done.

I don't know. At around 11 p.m.?

It might be sh*t,
but if Chase is DJing...

– So? What do you think?
– Nice! And now it's my turn.

Oh, my God! You look great!

It's going to be awesome.

Okay.

Hello?

Yvonne! Back already?

Yes. I bought groceries.

We could cook something together
when you're done.

That's really nice of you.
But I've already eaten.

By the way...
Did you come home last night?

– Why do you ask?
– I didn't hear you at all.

Were you worried?

A little bit.

If you really want to know,
I was at my girlfriend's.

Oh! You have a...

I'm sorry. I didn't know that.

– I'm happy for you.
– So am I.

– If you need anything...
– Thank you.

I'm good for now.

Yes.

Enjoy.

47 is free.

Thank you.

Hey.

– Do you know my terms?
– They were on your profile.

Okay.

Tighter!

Tighter!

Tighter!

Hey! Keep going. I'm not done yet.

Get dressed and then you can go.

Is this your daughter?

Hey, you two.

– Hi.
– Hi. Have fun.

Thanks.

Okay.

– I'll hook you up.
– No!

What?
No, just leave it.

– You wanna f*ck? I'll get you some.
– No!

Would you like a drink?

– How about your friend?
– Josi, come with me.

– Wanna join us?
– Where to?

– Up there. On the balcony.
– Yes.

– Hello. I'm Vadim. And you?
– Mathilda.

– What you drinking? Spritzer?
– No Clue.

Let me take that.
Hold this for a sec.

That's right, sit down.
Do you like champagne?

I love it!

- Are you insane?
- Chill out, girls.

– Your friend is making a huge mistake.
– Says who?

It's best if you just go.

Wait!

The guy who's fishing for girls.
Is he your friend?

No, he's not.

– So you belong to the good guys?
– I don't belong to anyone.

– How about you?
– What?

– Do you belong to anyone?
– What if I do?

Then you're missing out.

– Luca.
– I might just delete you, Luca.

You won't.