01x04 - Zwei Finger

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Legends, fairy tales and myths
from the Bavarian hinterland.

A blacksmith makes
a pact with the devil.

And he creates a doorknob with which
he can transform any wall into a door.

I want an explanation
for all this. Urgent!

On the so-called Thomas Night, you dressed
up as the bloody Daniel all over Bavaria.

If a door was open somewhere,
you stuck your blood-stained leg into it.

Hey, as*h*le!

A Hochhafter needs to.

I can not help you.

You didn't even
call the falconer.

Nope.

But the two of them.

How come you just ignore me?

Hey, that's so pathetic
that no one is sad anymore.

Mr. Schwab, you are alive.

Look, I'm not interested
in your games.

There's nothing wrong
with you, calm down.

Calm?

No! What? I was in that... there...
What was that? Where am I?

They hung up and then kept
pushing me away. What should I do?

SMS, voicemail, email,
what do I know? But not that!

I'm really reluctant to give this comfortable
way of traveling to you, believe me.

If you, Mr. Schwab, now break
off the remaining politeness,

to give me at least a few
seconds of your rabbit-like attention,

I would be extremely
obliged to you.

We should get to the point

before you start missing you.

Don't you want to tell
me who you are first?

Erdmann.

Erdmann?

We barely know each other.

A last name may
be enough for now.

Have you read the storybook?

Is the storybook yours?

Delivered yes, written no.

Have you read it, Schwab?

Read across, yes.

Read across?

Can that be grasped?

I have a lot to do.

If you are interested in saving more lives, then
read the booklet from the first to the last letter.

Any one of these stories could soon
cut a bloody path through your world.

And when you're done with that, move on to the
next best collection of Greek domestic fairy tales,

Because I can hardly guarantee you that the awakening
will be limited to the Upper Bavaria region.

Awakening? What?

Stories emerge from the ground, seek out suitable bodies
and force them to behave according to age-old motifs.

Who is the psychologist here?

That has nothing to
do with psychology.

But it has to do with you, Schwab.
Whether they want to or not.

Why with me of all people?

Yes, I have to admit that I don't have an answer
to that yet. Just a guess. Nothing further so far.

And do you want to
give me this idea...

As soon as the hunch
becomes certain, I'll get in touch.

It's better if you don't
push me away again.

Is that supposed to be a threat?

Let me briefly paraphrase
the most important points.

Or not.

Your time is up.

You will be checked
on very soon.

You should be back by then.

But how should I?

Oh no!

Oh but!

No!

Stefan?

Was that okay?

I want to go home.

Imagine, I recognized you
by the ringing of the doorbell.

I feel harassed.

What do you want?

May I?

Our old sofa is still lovely.

Still?

Oh, becky.

Why didn't I actually
keep it back then?

Crap!

So what is that?

That, Susanne, is a classic
investigative diagram.

Aha.

But you know this looks less like an
investigation and more like a serial k*ller.

There was a knot in my
head and I had to sort it out.

And now I know who to ritually execute
to make the voices in my head go away

or what?

Thank God there is no
picture of me hanging there.

I didn't have any anymore.

Hoax.

Tell me, is that it?

No.

My mother knitted it for you.

You always wanted me
to use it at some point.

Tell me, what's this all about?

Oh man, Susanne,
I didn't ask you here!

You would never ask
anyone to help you.

I don't need any help!

Stefan, I know you. And
that wouldn't be the first time.

In the past, I could at least
make sure you weren't neglected.

Neglects? Please?

You're all alone and...

It's not healthy,
as you can see.

You could stay overnight in
our guest room from time to time.

Why should I suddenly
sleep in the guest room now?

That's what Franz means.

The Franz?

Yes, and Franz also thinks
it would be quite good if

if you didn't just
live on drunk food.

Aha, oh dear, then give
Franz my best regards

and tell him I'm old enough
to feed myself, okay?

Is that so?

Yes, that's true.

Well, then let's take a look.

Oh Good.

Do you live on pepper chips?

I still say that.

Cornflakes?

I say that too.

With cola instead of milk?

I didn't have it there anymore!

You, thank you
for your care, but...

Oh sh*t, it's already so late.

Do you have anything else
planned? Shower maybe?

I always go to the psychological
counseling center on Wednesdays.

I did not know that.

Did you finally take my advice?

How nice.

I'm the one who advises!

So now I have to get ready.

Do you need anything else?

You need something.

And help.

Thank you I'm fine. Yes?

Ms. Kösler, I'm already in the
parking lot, I'll be right up there.

Cancelled.

Then the first appointment is
now at quarter past three, right?

Yes, okay.

No, no, quite the opposite.

I'll get the time, yes.

Yes, see you later.

What do you need, Stefan?

Everything.

Thank you, Miguel, for
putting me in the middle.

I'm sorry that this is still
going on with Susanne, Stefan.

No, no, I'm not here
because of Susanne.

Rather?

I, uh, I wanted to know, well,
if I had everything... or if I...

OK. And now the whole thing again
in technical terms, Mr. Colleague.

Healthy.

Hurray.

Do you still see yourself busy?

No no. It's all ok.

Wonderful. Then I would
send the lady in straight away.

Yes, done.

Stefan Schwab. Good day.

Nikola Esschweyer.

My colleague Anna Leitner
recommended you to me.

Anna. Yes, sure. She told me.

Please. Coffee? Or tea?

No thanks.

Yes, at least city meeting
cookies then, right?

Okay good.

So, Ms. Esschweyer,
how can I help you?

Oh, maybe it's not so wild after all. So, I've
been having a bit of trouble sleeping lately.

Are you perhaps feeling a
bit stressed at the moment?

Nope, not more than usual. Honestly,
police work. But I think that's not it.

I can't fall asleep or actually I don't want
to fall asleep because then I have dreams

come. And what kind of dreams are these? Nightmares.
And are they always the same or are they?

Different ones? Both. I see a
man staring at me and then...

I'm happy. So you are
completely healthy. That's nice.

Yes No. How come? Because that means
I don't have to deal with all this madness

Yes, of course not. I was there.

Not always.

I'm sorry, what?

What are you hiding
from me, darling?

You don't even
have to look that way.

We Evangelists
have God's selibacy.

So sometimes it's
hard for me to believe

that we should be the
more modern denomination.

So, what are you reading now?

Something with a sense of
punishment, blood and death?

But you've already read
the New Testament, right?

Okay, something about sin,
punishment, crucifixion and death?

Mercy, love and forgiveness.

Would you like to stop
by again after the service?

Unfortunately I'm
already taken, darling.

Magic.

Hi.

Hi.

Glad you were able to set it up.

It works.

Sorry, I've spent all day
searching our database

to check.

Why is that?

The school district director here in Rosenheim,
Sabine Obermüller, has sent a threatening letter

receive your home address.

Because?

Because it provided
gyms for refugees.

And it wasn't the first
time she'd been threatened.

Oh Man.

But in this letter the names of her children and
their schools were mentioned for the first time.

f*ck.

The family actually now
has a secret private address.

Okay, so you assume
that you have a data leak?

Either at the residents’
registration office or with us.

Nikola and colleague
Bielmeier take care of it.

But I have to go through all the search queries,
which is really annoying because my colleagues always

Forgot to lock yourself
out of the database.

I understand, because it could
have been pretty much anyone.

That's the way it is.

But now tell me,

what can I do for you

Dear Mr. Schwab?

As if I were just meeting you,

because I want
something from you.

Um, well,

professionally.

I mean,

of course there is too

not,

No sympathy involved.

This kind of compliment makes
every woman tremble inside.

What I'm saying is,
I want you to know

that I value you not only as
a police officer, but also as...

Als Informantin.

As a police officer and
informant, of course.

But also as...

Person.

Somehow.

I don't think I've ever heard
anything more romantic.

I noticed the irony.

I hope so.

By the way, my colleague Nicola was very impressed
with you, i.e. with your quality as a psychologist.

Thanks for the
feedback, I'm glad.

Thanks again that
it worked so quickly.

Does she know?

Yes, yes, she
told me everything.

The sleeping problems, the terrible nightmares,
her relationship problems, that sounds real

Everything is pretty heavy.

Nightmares are probably the
most stressful thing right now.

I gave her some relaxation
exercises, routines for falling asleep.

Of course, she can now come to
the counseling center regularly, but...

Sorry.

Ms. Sahle, hello.

Oh, uh, should I just...

No, no, on the contrary.
We have found the Gotthold.

Was?

Ms. Sahle, if he has a doorknob with him,
you absolutely have to take it away from him.

No doorknob and no pulse.

Okay.

Thank you for telling us all this, but I don't
want you to get into trouble because of me

get with Mr. Faltner.

But they don't tell you that
and you need to know that.

Because?

Because you seem to be somehow in charge of
all the psychological k*ller horror stuff.

But the Lord Cross
sees it differently.

I see it that way.

Ms. Salle, I must point out to you that you
are currently risking disciplinary proceedings.

It's clear.

Faltner didn't even
want me to contact you.

Was?

Wow.

Okay.

That is...

I do not care.

Put yourself on mute.

Does anyone know
where Mr. Oberreuther is?

Who?

My colleague.

Type customized BPOC.

Adapted what?

I see a man.

There's no one here
but us, you can see that.

Ah, okay.

Then he's probably
outside puking.

That can not be true.

Unbelievable?

The guy looks like
he ate the rocks.

Or someone wanted
him to look like that.

Nah, Gia?

Hey, Chris. Are you okay again?

It is okay.

You, I've been thinking.

Do you think we should
maybe still tell Leitner?

So that she then tells Schwab?

Yes I...

I mean, they should
know that, right?

You already understand.

When this comes out, you can forget
about your career from cop to chancellor.

Yes, yes.

But that could be
really important.

And to be honest, I trust Leitner
and Schwab more than Falbner.

Me too.

Hello, this is Schwab.

And the Leitners.

Okay I got it.

Hello everyone.

Well, I heard that the spusi hasn't
found any traces of a second person yet.

Until now? Yes, then we
have to wait for the report.

Mr. Falbner won't have it on the
table until tomorrow at the earliest.

And depending on when he
has lunch, they know it too.

I'm really very grateful to you.

It's fine.

Here.

Ms. Sörle!

Mr. Oberreuther to the barrier!

The fire department wants out!

Yes, Sir! Herr Feipner, Sir!

We come!

Everything okay?

I assume your colleague hasn't told you
what she sees in her nightmares, has she?

Nee.

Why?

Because we just saw
the film version of it.

Oh come on, that
can't happen now...

Do you have her number?

Yes, sure. Then give
her a call and see if...

No, really. So, Stefan. I do not
know either. Please give her a call.

Okay.

Anne, hey.

Hello.

Did something happen?

No, nothing at all. I just wanted
to know how you're doing.

Oh, tired, as always. And Karsten
and I had another argument earlier.

Yes, I'm really sorry.

Yes, he'll come to me straight
away and then we'll talk.

Yes, maybe he'll
get you one again.

Well, or the two of us will go
on a singles evening again soon.

Yes or so. See you tomorrow, then. And I'm
keeping my fingers crossed for the same, yeah?

Yes, thank you.

HI.

See you tomorrow, ciao.

I can't have Niki arrested based on
the description of a nightmare, right?

Of course not.

She is at home, she had a fight with her boyfriend
before, who will hopefully testify to this.

And what if forensics say that the
Gotthold has been there for a long time?

Stefan, sorry, but just because she's
dreaming that doesn't mean that...

Of course not.

But considering the recent cases and
perhaps she is even in danger herself.

Okay, maybe I can
question her first then.

Somehow, without her...

And what kind of
dreams are these?

Nightmares.

I see a man.

Are you feeling a bit
stressed at the moment?

Have you read the storybook?
Do you see the storybook as weak?

And thoroughly.

When the Percht walks around, stands in front of
you, touches you, shows you sins, you will be judged.

Surely.

Surely.

Please keep quiet
after the damn beep,

'Cause I hate having
this thing dictate me,

that I have
something to listen to.

Thanks.

Hello, Mr. Erdmann, Schwab here.

Sorry for talking
to your voicemail,

but I would ask you to call
me back as soon as possible.

I have a question about...

Autumn...

Erdmann!

I actually wanted to
speak to Stefan Schwab.

Susanne, I'm waiting for a
call, I'm in the car right now.

In your condition? Brave.

Stefan, just for the record, I told
Susanne that this was excruciating.

What is it about and
why am I suddenly afraid?

Listen, I have a suggestion.

I would have guessed it now.

Now wait a minute, I
know this coach, Sigi.

He comes to my café
every now and then and...

No, no, no coaching please.

I told you.

No, Sigi, he's not
a typical coach.

But hopefully with singing
bowls and healing crystals.

Oh, he can definitely do
that too, if you like that.

But it will probably cost more.

Susanne, I have to break up now.

He does meditative
sittings at Lake Tinninger.

Susan, please!

Completely relaxed with aura
work and chakra balancing.

You, just ask him.

You'll like him. He's a very
nature-loving, rustic guy.

Please let's discuss
this another time.

Now you close it again.
That's so typical of you.

Do you know what
your problem is?

Yes, because it is speaking to me
right now. Susanne, I have to break up.

Your problem is that you
always live in your own world.

No, that you don't let anything else turn yellow
and that you always see everything else as a threat.

But, you know what? Stay in your own little world, the
way you want it to be and just ignore everything else.

I'll call you back.

You're not serious.

They wanted something from me.

What's wrong with my car?

Not too much anymore, I think.

She...

You will pay me the Swabian.

They didn't answer.

I want my car back.

Please don't worry
about your car.

What does this mean?

This means that you don't
have to worry about your car.

Really.

Absolutely none.

Never again.

You're going to
pay me for this car.

Why are you asking
about the Swabian Perch?

Because Gotthold
was caught dead.

The...

Very remarkable, but...

...throat and mouth
full of pebbles...

...filled with stones.

That's a powerful image, but...

...not necessarily
of couple origin.

Before that, I had a patient,
a colleague of Ms. Leitner,

who pretty much had a nightmare
about what happened to Gotthold.

Before or after the crime?

Before the body was found.

Hm, and from this you
conclude that a couple is dating?

I wouldn't say that, but
the poem in your book...

When the Percht goes
around, stands in front of you...

Exactly that. The victims
dream of their sins and...

...adjust themselves.
That's how it is.

Related to Frick, the wife
of the Nordic god Odin,

and connected to Mrs. Holle
from the Grimm's fairy tales,

rewards the Percht of
people who do good...

It doesn't exactly
seem like that.

...and punishes others
with madness or death.

More like that.

Secondary attributes of the
farmers are iron and straw.

Particularly beautiful to see in
the Alpine Rauhnacht parades.

The pair jumping.

Couple jumping, couple
driving, couple dancing.

Humorous customs and the couple
always right in the middle of it all.

But aren't the rough
nights only in December?

When certain
things come together,

must inevitably awaken what has
hitherto been sleeping restlessly.

Could that be a
little more specific?

It would certainly work.

Thank you.

I'm not voting for that.

But you'd better
read for yourself.

No noble son, please.

Is it permissible to ask why you don't
keep the book and go out yourself?

You can release
your worms after all.

I really hope that you
believe me when I tell you,

that I regret every
second that passes,

Until I'm finally allowed
to take action, Mr. Schwab.

This is too close for me.

I do everything I can do and
then some. This must be enough.

Like eating me out
of the car, yeah?

Among other things, yes.

Erdmann, the car was still in great shape and
I assume your worm doesn't have any liability.

It's best to ask
him that yourself.

Your address is
Talhammerstrasse 12 in Wiesbach?

Please don't.

You had forgotten all of this in your car, you're
welcome. Forgotten, sure. Even if God gives you

If you admit that you live in shame and sin,
there is someone who will still judge you,

punishment and atonement are not waived. Do you
think you'll stay undetected? One? Do you still think

no one can think of it? Do you hear chains? Do you
see water? Run! The couples can also do good things

give, give wealth, knowledge or life.
Others she imprisons in dreams. For some

Does it have to be the end? And as the
legend goes, many people judged themselves.

We are not all holy, so
let Percht be our judgment.

Hello Stefan. You, Niki has, I don't know if she
has, she says she's in the station next to Nebilmaier

woke up and Nebilmaier is dead. f*ck. She set
off the alarm and basically got herself under

Suspicion of m*rder. What? The cross wants to
take care of itself again. I hurry up. Everything

Understood. Thanks.

What do you want here?

Ms. Esschweyer is my patient.

Did you have anyone else on the psycho
couch? The Kraxler and the Hoffner perhaps?

Where is Mrs. Esschweyer now?

Hopefully now in the interrogation
room. Because that's how I ordered it.

It's good that you're here.
Niki isn't feeling well at all.

Niki is doing much worse. Niki is
suspected of m*rder, Ms. Leitner.

What are your priorities?

When solving this case,
of course, Mr. Kreuz.

That's what I would have
advised you too, otherwise...

Mr Police Chief, I am pleased.

So, uh, no, of course not about
the data leak and not about this, uh...

Yes, we assume
that the previous...

Yes. Uh, no, I mean... Yes.

Anything you mean.

And.

That we... Yes, yes.

How am I supposed to know whether
the couple is also plagued by nightmares?

Do you think I invite all the
horrors to a weekly coffee party?

A simple I-don't-know would have been
enough for me, but thank you for the help.

If you have reason to believe that
this Ms. Esschweyer is a couple,

then, for the sake of all
demons, keep a proper distance.

Distance is not the problem.

Erdmann, what's wrong with
these two? What can we do?

First of all, I'll tell you what
you definitely shouldn't do.

You are not allowed to...

Herr Oberforscher?

It was not me!