02x05 - Fluch

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PREVIOUSLY

He has been here a few times
recently, with an older man.

You destroyed evidence
and obstructed the investigation.

This is called abuse of power.

I read in your daughter's file

that she was a victim of r*pe.

It was too much to bear,
so she jumped.

Our three victims were at your party.

It has nothing to do with us.
Believe me.

The curse.

You won't get off that easy.

Do you recognize it?

This pendant was found
on your daughter's body.

Are you OK?

Stop, I'm done with this.

Have you talked to your son?

Laura was r*ped 19 years ago
by a man still at large.

Simon doesn't know.

He's a waiter at the village bistro.

Look into this guy: Oliver Hartmann.

He abused me.

Don't touch my dad, r*cist!

What's going on in here?
Calm down, damn it!

I barely had it a year.

Do you know how much it cost me?

First, they m*rder my daughter,
and now they're burning my car.

If I ever catch him,
I'll make mincemeat out of him.

Even if I end up in jail for it.

Where did you see him from?

Upstairs, over there.

What time?

I think it was about 1 a.m.

I was already asleep.

And suddenly, an expl*si*n.

I ran to the window
and saw my car on fire.

-Did you see the man fleeing?
-Yes.

Towards the river.

The street lamp illuminated
his white shoes perfectly.

The side mirror's gone,
the windshield exploded,

and you heard nothing.

Nothing. I was deep asleep.

-So early in the morning.
-What?

I haven't had anything yet.

This is a bar, Susann.
It's bound to smell like whiskey.

Seriously, do your detective work.
That's enough.

What's next? My house?

Calm down a little, Rolf.
That's not productive at all.

EPISODE 5
THE CURSE

Hello.

Hello, Rosa.

How are you?

-It was a short night.
-And your son?

He's still taking his medication,
but it looks like it's going away.

So what's so urgent?

TRIPLE m*rder
DRUG RELATED?

Steiger, is it about his car?

What car?

Steiger's car was burned last night.

Really?

I didn't know.

No, I mean him.

-The waiter, Toni...
-Amberg.

But according to my sources,
his name is Oliver Hartmann.

Changing a name often means
hiding something.

Eleven years ago,

he worked as a bouncer
at a strip-tease club

and became infatuated
with a prost*tute.

Harassment, as*ault and battery...

But he disappeared
before she filed the complaint.

Gone, vanished into thin air.

In a lost valley in Switzerland.

Eleven years ago. Do you get it?

When he got here,

Jeanette was r*ped
and k*lled herself.

-By this man?
-I'm almost certain of it.

Corinne Steiger found out

because he works in his father's bar.

How do you know all this?

I have a buddy who knows someone
who knows someone.

It doesn't matter.

Our culprit is this man.
That's all that matters.

-Hello, Enver.
-Susann.

If this is about the burned car,

we have nothing to do with it.

We were here.

Together.

Betim was here, too?

Betim!

Hello, Betim.

Tell her where you were last night.

I didn't move. I was at home.

Do you have any idea
who burned the car last night?

No, I don't know.

If he says it, he doesn't know.

But he deserved it, that b*stard.

-Betim.
-It's true.

Yeah, well.

If you hear anything,
don't hesitate to call me.

Get back inside.

Susann.

Is it true what they say?

That Artan and this...

I think so. From what I know.

That Mott is also...

No, for the murders,
he had nothing to do with it.

How is this possible?

How did you not see it?

And you?

About Artan.

You didn't know either.

Usually at night,
masked, from behind,

he puts them to sleep,
then abandons them.

Each time, near their home.

So he knew where they lived.

He chooses them.
Maybe he even knew them.

The postman, or the hairdresser,

or whatever he did
before being a waiter.

What interests me is why he stopped.

I don't know.

Even rapists have a hard time
with stress sometimes.

One last victim
before he settled down?

Maybe.

It doesn't fit the hooker
in the strip club.

No.

And this pendant,

how did it end up at Corinne's?

I don't know, Rosa.

Ask him directly.

What are we waiting for?

HORRIBLE CRIME IN THALLINGEN:
ALFONS MULLIGER WAS m*rder*d.

HE WAS FOUND AT HOME BY AN EMPLOYEE,
SHOT TO DEATH

Come back here!

-Don't move!
-m*rder*r!

We do as we said: no misconduct.

Yes, yes.

I'm serious, Kägi.

All right, I heard you.

Good morning, gentlemen.

-Gentlemen.
-So?

Did you catch him?

That's what you guys are for, right?

Mr. Steiger, we're looking for
Toni Amberg.

Toni? Why?

Where is he?

Mr. Amberg.

Yes?

Rosa Wilder, homicide.
Mr. Kägi, criminal investigation.

We have some questions.

-For me?
-Yes.

-About the car?
-About your actions, Toni.

Did you enjoy raping women back then?

I'm talking
to Oliver Hartmann, right?

Is it coming back to you?

-Come back here, b*stard!
-Kägi, don't be stupid!

Kägi!

Kägi, stop!

Kägi, stop!

You can't help yourself.

I got you b*stard.

Move.

You remember now?

Venus bar.

You worked there.

Oliver Hartmann.

Or you prefer Toni Amberg?

You choose.

I don't care.

All right.

Mr. I don't care.

A colleague from work, so to speak.

Your job was to protect her,

not force-feed her
your little garlic sausage.

That's enough, Kägi.

You know where to sign.

How many women have you r*ped?

Your alibi checked out.

-That's something.
-Susann...

But because you abused your power
and sabotaged the investigation,

I have to fire you,
effective immediately.

It's not my decision.

Susann, I'm really sorry.
I wanted to...

Go pack your stuff. You have to
be out of the office by noon.

It happened at the Venus bar
ten years ago!

She went crazy.

She had taken too many drugs,

and she was turning
the room upside down.

The boss sent me to calm her down.

Nonsense.

"Calm her down"?

Yes, that's what he asked me.

What about them?

You had to calm them down too?

What is this?

Eight victims in nine years,
and in the same canton.

And they all happened to have
blond, medium-length hair.

Are you crazy?

And Corinne Steiger found out.

So you k*lled her.

Did I r*pe the g*y guy, too?

I didn't k*ll her. Do you understand?

With the wh*re, it ended badly.

I didn't know how to react.

The boss told me
he'd take care of it.

He said I had to leave

and never come back.

That's it, I'm done.

Sorry,
I need the list of DNA samples.

-I'll bring it to you in a moment.
-Thank you.

Susann, listen.

I know I messed up.

I couldn't control myself.
I couldn't help it.

What about me?

What do I do without you here?

-You leave me alone in this chaos.
-I'm sorry.

Who will make my coffee tomorrow?

Go, I have work to do.

When was the last time
you saw Corinne?

At the party.

Thank you.

Did she say anything?
Did you see anything?

I saw her
in the middle of an argument.

With who?

With Mulliger.

That's none of your business.

I didn't understand
what they were fighting about,

but it was violent.

Mulliger was really beside himself.

Mrs. Barth tried to intervene,
to calm them down a bit.

Please.

You're a b*stard.
I'll tell them everything.

And Corinne ended up leaving.

She was very angry.

And why didn't you tell us?

Because it didn't concern me.

Of course.

And when it does,
you need a beating to talk.

What now?

You'll write a statement and sign it.

Then we'll compare your DNA

with the one found in the r*pe cases.

In the meantime, you stay here.

Well, I'll go see Charles.

I'll take care of Mulliger.
Go visit Sophie instead.

What do we do about the pendant?

Why do you keep thinking it has
something to do with the r*pist?

I can feel it, I know it's a lead.

Corinne could have found it
in a thrift shop.

Or maybe it was just a gift.

She had a lot of pendants
in her jewelry box.

What jewelry box?

Criminal Investigation Department,
my name is Kägi. Yes, hello.

I'm calling about Corinne Steiger.

She worked for you as a caregiver.

Right?

Yes, that's right.

Open up, please.

I know you're home.
I can hear the radio.

Sophie?

All right, listen,

step away from the door.
I'll count to ten.

One, two...

What happened, Sophie?

-Mrs. Wilder?
-I have a few questions.

It's an amazing story
about my son-in-law.

I know.

-I'm here for something else.
-Are you? Follow me.

I have to go to the workshop.

What are your questions?

Did you and Corinne Steiger
have an argument at the party?

Who told you that?

What were you talking about?

Nothing important.

She'd had one too many,
if I may say so.

She called you a b*stard?

You win.

Corinne had learned,
I couldn't tell you how,

that I was going to have to
fire some of my men.

I can't help it, it's just business.

At a party,

it's not a subject
we want to discuss.

But alcohol loosened
Corinne's tongue.

Anyway.

To the point of threatening her?

My God.

I just told her not to make a scene.

And that's all that happened?

Yes, that's all.

Susann?

Yes, I'll be right there.

Mrs. Barth.

What was that fight about?

Was it because of this article?

She won't talk.

She should see a doctor.

It's all my fault.

She'll soon come and take me away.

Forever.

Who?

The curse of Max Schuerch.

What are you talking about?

Sophie,
pull yourself together, please.

What did you and Corinne argue about?

Please leave me alone.

Ask Charles.

He knows everything.

Max Schuerch worked at the mill.

He wasn't a sweetheart, apparently.

He was involved with the police
in burglary cases.

I found his file.

One night in 1961,

he showed up at his boss' house,
old man Mulliger.

And he shot him with a r*fle.

Then what?

There has been no trial to date.

Legend has it that Mulliger's men

chased him through the forest,
down to the huge ravine.

He slipped and fell.
According to the legend.

I wouldn't be surprised
if they pushed him.

What does Corinne have to do with it?

That's what Mulliger
will have to explain to us.

He's on his way.

He's coming to take us.

Amazing. I must be dreaming.

These are Evi's earrings.
My wife, you know.

-Are you sure?
-Absolutely.

I had chosen them myself for my wife.

So,

the nurse from Spitex stole all this?

That's what we think.

What about this one, Mr. Locher?

Does it belong to your wife?

No, I don't think so.

Noted.

That's it.

So?

You tell me.

My father was m*rder*d.
That's correct.

The article mentions Max Schuerch,

but there's no proof it's him.

Of course there is.

There are witnesses.

Mrs. Barth talks about a curse.

-What does she mean?
-Nothing at all.

She's old, she rambles.

She was there when
Max Schuerch shot my father.

But later,
when he fell into the ravine,

she was no longer sure.

She took pity on him,
she began to have doubts.

"It was him," "it wasn't him."

Every time something strange happens,
she talks about this curse.

-Any connection with Corinne Steiger?
-None.

I keep telling you that!

And I don't believe a word of it.

I... This is enough!

This inquisition is over.
Goodbye, ladies.

I have a lot of work to do.

Charles, are you out of your mind?

It's over. Over and out.

Mr. Mulliger!

Charles!

What did they do to you?

Where are you going?

I don't know, Hélène.

We had an agreement, Leo.

You really don't want to understand.

What?

That you cheated on me again?

What shall I tell Antonia?

Your dad's g*y and he abandoned us?

Hélène, stop!

Enough.

We've been lying to each other
all along.

No. Leo, stay!

Don't leave.

I worked at the Mulligers',
as a maid.

I was still only 17 years old.

Sometimes at night,

he would come up
to my room to see me.

I never dared to ask him to stop.

He had saved our lives.

When he came upstairs,

he'd start by getting drunk.

Not the first few times.

But then it was permanent.

That night he came to my room.

He smelled really strong.

Wood.

Sweat.

Alcohol.

I'll never forget that smell.

But that night,
I stood up for myself.

Oh, sh*t.

Sophie.

Come back.

What's gotten into you?

Put that away, it's dangerous.

He collapsed right away. It was over.

Excuse me,
can I know what's going on?

-Go away.
-I have a right to know.

I said go away!

So it was you
who k*lled old Mulliger.

No.

It wasn't her.

I would do it again if I had to.

He got what he deserved.

I took the g*n out of his hands.

And I hid it.

Then we saw the police
raiding the house.

Was I supposed to let him down?

He was still a child.

I just wanted to protect him.

And Max Schuerch

was the first one I thought of.

How could we have known
he was going to fall down the ravine?

That's not what we wanted.

Corinne Steiger blackmailed you
when she found out.

You followed her home

and k*lled her in the forest.

No, you're making this up.

I didn't see her after the fight.

But you have no alibi.

Yes, but I didn't do anything.
I can't believe it!

Sophie, you know me.

Please say something.

I've already kept quiet once.

What are you doing?

You hid my diaries in your office

and you forbid me to tell anyone.

That's exactly what you said.

That doesn't mean
I k*lled three people.

If it goes on like this,

we'll have to build more cells.

My father always said:
"Family and death,

"those are the only two things
you can't avoid."

I avoid talking about family.

Go back to Tim.

We have to wait for Charles' lawyer
to settle his affairs.

-And you'll be fine?
-I'll have to be.

I'm the only one here.

By the way, there's a vacancy
if you want to apply.

I'll see you soon.

Come back, m*rder*r!

She didn't want to be alone.

She was afraid.
She was talking about this curse.

I gave her a sleeping pill
last night.

Maybe she couldn't take it.

No, I don't think so.
She had no desire to live.

It will break my father's heart.

I know.

I remember when I first saw her.

She was only 13 years old, I think.

And I was

seven or eight.

She had long blonde hair
with beautiful curls.

I thought this is what
angels looked like.

At night, in my bed, I thanked God

that she had to flee her country

and take refuge with us.

In Thallingen.

Maybe everything
would have been different

if...

When am I getting out?

Holy cow!

He spent his life preaching,

acting like a good Samaritan,
but he was a m*rder*r.

-Stop. That's enough.
-What?

He k*lled Grandpa with a r*fle.

He was a 13-year-old boy.

I see. His daughter will defend him
to the death?

He protected Sophie. It was she
who invented another culprit.

Yeah, but she didn't fire.

She just lied to protect
our beautiful family,

our wonderful company,
our father, the m*rder*r!

And what did she gain from it?

Nothing, and she died of it.

Our whole life is a web of lies.

Get out.

You're free now.

Like Dad, you close your eyes,

but our lives are built on the dead!

And all for the money.

I don't want to hear
any more about our father.

Would you rather we talked about Leo?

You sound like the new boss, Frank.

But if he was with us,

you wouldn't say a word.

I know why Dad
will never give you the sawmill.

That's because you're a coward.

A coward and a loser.

Get out of my house.

They're taking Artan to the airport.

The funeral is tomorrow.
There'll be a lot of people.

How are you doing
with that Swiss boy?

We're not together anymore.

Good.

Hello, gentlemen.

Hi.

Can you sign this?

-What is it?
-Your statement.

I checked everything:
the shoes, the alibi...

The Kabashi boy burned your car.

Sign this and I'll arrest him
tomorrow morning.

What will happen to him?

He'll go before a juvenile judge.

Arson, that's one year
in the juvenile hall.

When he's released,
he'll be monitored by CPS

and will be placed in foster care.

That's a bit much.
It's a car, it's nothing.

Rolf.

-You just have to sign.
-So?

I'm not sure.

It wasn't lit up.
It was very dark that night.

Are you kidding me?
Have you gone mad?

I don't remember very well!

You said you recognized him.

Rolf,

sign it now.

All right, I have to go,
I have work to do.

I'll be in my office if you need me.

Goodbye, gentlemen.

You got no ba*ls at all, man.

WOMAN GETS PREGNANT AFTER BEING r*ped

It doesn't ring a bell.

Sorry,

but this young lady
didn't stay here very long.

She was cleaning two years ago.

I understand.

Thanks anyway.

Have a nice day.

-Goodbye.
-Goodbye.

sh*t.

What's wrong,
you have a stomach ache?

No, no.

It'll get cold, eat.

Try to think of something else.

Still, it's Charles Mulliger.

You got the m*rder*r,
you should be happy.

Calm will return to the village.

Sure, but...

We can finally
spend some time together.

I mean, it hasn't been easy for me.

Your incessant departures,
your late returns home.

Of course. You're right.

I'm sorry.

Rolf?

-Come in, please.
-No, I know it's late.

Could you come out for a minute?

All right.

About the night before last,

I don't think it was Betim
who burned my car.

I don't think

it was an Albanian
or a Kosovar either.

Yeah, I know.

I still wonder what came over me.

The truth is,

I'm an as*h*le,

some poor guy
who set his car on fire.

And all this sh*t
is coming down on me.

And Corinne.

I still had so much to tell her.

Tell her I'm sorry I got divorced

and I think it's stupid
that we spend less time together.

I know, Rolf.

What do I do now?

I'm such a fool.

Go home. Get some rest.

But what happens next?

Will I go to court?

I think you've suffered enough.
Don't you think?

Thank you.

Simon.

What's wrong?

-Let me see.
-It's nothing.

Simon, I'm really sorry
about what happened.

It's OK, we don't blame you.

OK.

I'll see you later.

Sorry.

More coffee?

Please.

I've missed you, Paul.

Me too.

Let's go home.

-Where?
-To the farm.

-The farm?
-The farm.

Home.

I've already made my decision:
there's nothing for me here.

But,

when did you make this decision?

My home is over there.

It's our home.

With what happened, you think?

What will people say?

I don't care.

I really miss it.

Don't you?

I don't know.

I think it's going a bit fast.

This place has become my home.

With Rosa and Tim.

They need me.

Open your eyes.

What are you talking about?

Tim is Rosa's son, not yours.

What do you mean?

Come on, Tim is not Markus.

-I'm sorry.
-What business is it of yours?

I had three great years before
you came out, so go ahead,

go home and leave us alone!

Christine.

Adelina.

Adelina!

Are you sure you don't want any?

No, thank you.

f*cking pendant!

Sorry Tim.

I've been chasing a ghost for years.

My sister hates me even more now.

How are things for you?

Not great.

Toni is slipping through our fingers,
Mulliger's in jail for the night.

I think we're on the wrong track.

Let's start over.

-Want one?
-No, thank you.

Hey, Timmi. Thank you.

Look, I'm sending it back to you.

A cab.

He's a driver,

that's how he knew where they lived.

-You think so?
-Yes.

That way, he could make his choice,

watch them
and attack at the right time.

Well done, Wilder.

Your time in California
is paying off.

Will you check
the taxi call centers tomorrow?

Wait a minute.

I saw an old lady today.

About Corinne's jewelry.

There was a picture
of a man on the dresser.

Who was in the picture?
Who is this lady?

We need to go talk to her.

-Right now?
-Yes.

Are you coming?

I didn't tell you
because I didn't want any trouble.

He's already given me so much of it.

Where can we find him?

I haven't heard from him
in a long time.

Since he left for Canada
ten years ago.

He found a job and got married.

So how did Corinne get the pendant?

It belonged to my late husband.

He carved them.

I've always kept this pendant

in my dresser drawer.

I didn't know it was gone.

Do you have your son's number?

He never came back to visit me again.

-Can you tell me his name?
-Lenny.

-Lenny Schuerch.
-Schuerch?

-From Thallingen?
-Yes.

My husband's name was Max Schuerch.
He was from Thallingen.

But after his death,
I went by my maiden name again.

Why?

NEXT TIME

I didn't mean to hurt her.

Have pity!

Let her go. Let her go now!

Do you think I mattered to my father?

That didn't stop you
from k*lling him.

I should respect him,

when he disrespected
Artan because he's g*y!