04x02 - Mephisto Waltz Part 2

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Mephisto's our deadliest enemy.
Strasser was chasing him.

The b*mb was planted by Lazar Kiss.
Why was your father obsessed?

Two different types. Looks like our
k*ller has someone helping him.

He had a friend he spoke about -
Señor Carrillo.

No possessions, just this.

Mephisto has a network and
Rieger's Palace is the rendezvous.

The soldier, the baron
and the actress.

There's no restriction
on what you can bet.

You actually gamble with people?
People, possessions, secrets.

One word and I'll
be silent for ever.

If you ever lay a finger
on her again, I'll k*ll you.

Oskar? Drop the weapon!

[g*nsh*t]

I'm lost and I'm alone.

Clara.

Are you all right? I'm fine.

It's Max. Inspector, what happened?

How is he?

He was shot.

[SHE GASPS]

My son.

My boy...

Doctor, doctor, can we see our son?

No, he's in surgery at the moment.

Please, tell me you can save him.

We're doing everything in our power.

There was an assailant.

He got too close, then...

Please, come with me.

I'll find you somewhere more
private you can wait. All right.

It's all right, it's OK.

Damn you for coming
into his life again.

Max, I need you more than ever,

even though you're not here.

I need to understand what went on.

I'm terribly afraid of something.

I know.

The b*llet that hit you...

Yes.

..I think it came from my g*n.

I'm the one who shot you.

MAN'S VOICE: Drop the weapon!

From an automatic.

My g*n.

What happened here last night?

Excuse me, sir. Yes?

[CONVERSATION INDISTINCT]

Haussmann.

There was only one shot.

So why are there two cases?

It doesn't make any sense.

I'm so sorry, Inspector. Of course
I'll give you all the help I can.

I need to identify
the man in the tunnel.

There was a pre-arranged
handover of a firearm.

Someone used this place
as a secret rendezvous.

He escaped through
the back of the tunnels.

I need access to
your register of members.

It includes some
very important people.

You think that makes them
above the law, Fraulein?

I'm sorry, I'm not at liberty
to disclose their names -

not without their permission.
My friend has been shot.

He's in hospital
fighting for his life.

Please, understand my position.

I'd say your position
is precarious, Fraulein.

You know the name of
everyone who comes here.

And some of them may be
involved in a conspiracy.

So I'll come back next
time with a warrant

and if you obstruct my
investigation, you'll be arrested.

Doctor.

How is he?

He's out of surgery.

The b*llet did a lot of damage,
but we were able to drain

and suture the lung.

The b*llet glanced off the ribcage
and passed straight through him.

A r*fle, I guess.

Oh, my God.

Drop the weapon!

[g*nsh*t]

I need to know who he was -

The man who shot you.

Could it have been Mephisto?

Don't leave me alone here, Max.

He was always restless.

Always had an adventurous spirit.

When he was four,
he disappeared one day.

Have you heard this story?

His mother couldn't find him.

She was in a panic.

I was working, as usual...

..and little Max suddenly decided

he wanted to visit
his father after hours.

So off he went -

on his own.

Of course, I never imagined that

that spirit would lead him

to such dark places, but...

..you have to let children
be themselves.

It was almost like a game
for him, you know.

The two of us investigating crimes.

Like schoolboys playing.

I never dreamed it
could end up like this.

I should have protected him. I...

I was blind.

It's a puzzle. Total enigma.

The tunnels are silent.
You could hear a pin drop.

Why didn't I hear
the second b*llet fire?

What? Oh, it's something I saw.

A contraption attached to a r*fle.

Well, that's unusual. Yes.

Anything you can find out
for me, I'd be very grateful.

I'll do my best. Oh.

And then there's this.

Smells familiar.

Yeah.

Might be your friend
from the Vienna Woods.

Found it at the casino.

Thank you, Fraulein.

Ah.

Rheinhardt.

I'm sorry about your doctor-friend.

Have a seat.

I had a call from
someone at the ministry.

"Someone"? Concerning Helena Rieger.

You interviewed her, apparently?

Naturally.

She's a material witness.

Hmm.

She has powerful friends.

So she tells me.

People are nervous.

"People"?

Certain special clients of hers.

They want me to back off?

Is that what you're telling me?

Look, Rheinhardt...

Dr Liebermann was shot.

He might die.

I know.

I know. But we must tread carefully.

You don't understand
what's really happening.

A traitor?!

In the heart of the establishment?!

Strasser asked me to investigate.

He begged me before he died.

You have any proof?

Only what Strasser gave me.

This is all very
irregular, Rheinhardt.

I must alert the new
Director of Security. No.

Excuse me?!

No.

We can't trust anyone.

We need to keep this
between ourselves.

Just for now.

You don't believe me.

But he's here, in Vienna.

Mephisto.

I'll find you some
proof of his existence.

Just give me 24 hours, Commissioner.

Hmm.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

What is it?

Promotions that need confirming

and some duty orders to sign. Hmm.

Did you hear about that
business at Rieger's?

"Business"?

The sh**ting.

It's in the morning papers.

Weren't you there that night?

You are never to mention my
presence there, you understand?

Sir.

Ah.

That fellow is outside again.

"Fellow"?

Who invented that contraption.

I'm happy to send him away.
No. No, wait.

Bring him in. We'll see him.

Thank you.

I'm afraid to report, madam,

that your weekend entertainment,

regrettably, must be cancelled.

Why? What's happened?

His Excellency,

he refuses to be burdened
with the cost any longer.

My one little pleasure.

The Emperor will never refuse me.

With regret...

You don't approve of me.

You and the rest of the household,

you think I'm beneath you.

It's not my place to
approve or to disapprove.

Well, at least we
can agree on something.

It frightens you to have a commoner

so close to the seat of power.

Tell His Excellency I expect him
to indulge my private passion.

I only need five minutes, General.

Five minutes to change the
face of warfare forever.

Here.

A giant rotating frame built
around a motorised centre.

It would crush anything in its path.

You and I are going to rewrite
the rule book, General.

How was the meeting?

Do you think it's worth pursuing?

Give me an infantryman
with a r*fle, any day.

Wars are seldom won with
novelties and trinkets.

Look what I found.

Just patented.

By an American.

An inventor called Hiram Maxim.

Mm-hm.

It's a sil*ncer.

It means the r*fle makes no sound.

Bought from a
specialist arms dealer.

Mephisto.

Burgstaller.

This is his part in it.

This is how he
connects to the story.

A g*n like this...

..must have a special purpose.

[SILENCED SHOT, GASP]

[SHE SIGHS
DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

Are you all right?

I was worried.

You were out all night.

Where's Hannah?

In the bedroom, sleeping.

[I... ]

..need to get some things
from our apartment.

No.

Let me go back there first.

I'll make sure that he's gone.

Promise me...

..no more violence.

[LOUD KNOCKING]

Thanhofer!

Thanhofer?

Thanhofer.

Therese Thanhofer's husband.

Well, that's going to make
things difficult.

Yes, thank you. I'm aware.

Well, what do we have?

A vicious knife attack.

Do we know the circumstances?

Sir, we have a witness.

The neighbour next door
says he heard a commotion.

Tell me what happened.

Yes, sir.

I heard a row...

..and two men arguing.

Did you see a face?

Yes, quite clearly.

Do you think you could
identify the other man?

It was him.

Him!

I saw you arguing with him.

m*rder*r. Arrest him!

Arr... Arrest him. He's the mu...

Haussmann... He's the m*rder*r.
..take the victim.

You are the m*rder!

Get him out of here!

You're the m*rder*r!

Please make way! Don't touch me!

Why don't you arrest him?

Any clues to his assailant?

Yes.

In initial examination,

I found some fibres
under his fingernails -

similar to your coat,

encrusted with blood, Inspector.

Yes. It's true.

I was here that day.

He assaulted a friend of mine.

I came here to tell him to leave
Vienna, but he refused, sir. Well...

..you're under arrest, Rheinhardt.

What?

We have a witness.

He didn't see the actual m*rder.

He just heard us quarrelling.

I have no alternative.

You came here that day!

You obviously fought with him.

His torn fibres from your coat!

If I k*lled him,

why would I come back?
To hide evidence?

Look... You're officially
relieved from duty.

Meier.

Don't make me handcuff you and march
you through the streets, please.

Mephisto's out to get me.

He's obviously set me up here.

He's responsible for what
happened to Max. Stand back!

And now he's trying to destroy me

before I can find out his identity.

Come on, get back.

Who did you tell?

What? When I came to you.

When I told you I have
evidence of a traitor,

who did you share it with?

Don't be absurd.

They're trying to discredit me.

Please, Commissioner.

Ah!

Get him!

Get him!

Go, go, go!

Come back here!

[THUNDER RUMBLES]

Where are you going?

To the synagogue.

The rabbi is holding a
Refuah Shlema service.

Do you want me to come with you?

Better if you wait here in case
the hospital telephones.

Oh... Say a prayer for me.

Ah, I want him home.

[SHE SIGHS SOFTLY]

[THUNDER CRACKS AND ROLLS]

[SHE GASPS]

Don't be afraid.

Sorry.

Whoever it is,
they know I'm onto them.

Max got too close as well.

I need your help, Fraulein.

The same way you needed Max's help?

Look... You're the reason
he's in hospital.

You and your damned adventures.

Where are you going?

Where do you think?

I'm telephoning the police.

I understand that you're angry,

but I'm trying to find out
who shot your brother.

He was my friend!

He IS my friend.

I just need somewhere...

..to hide for a little while.

Don't say it. Just don't.

All right, I won't.

What was I going to say?

Our actions betray us.

Well, that's psychology.

I made myself seem
guilty by running away.

But I have to find Mephisto.

I was merely a suspect before.

Now they're damn certain I'm guilty.

You're alone now. I still have you.

At least... in this room.

What the hell is going on here?

Oh! Excuse me.

Who are you?

Erm... I'm so sorry to disturb you.

I'm a friend from the
police station. I...

I didn't mean to intrude.

Please forgive me.

I'll be going.

Sir?

Rather unexpected, what happened.

The Director is highly concerned.

Rheinhardt as good as admitted
his guilt by running.

We understand your struggle. Mm-hm.

You're loyal to him.

So, we're standing you down.

What?

It's a conflict of interest.

Better if you were to
take some leave. No, sir.

I want to be part
of this investigation.

I can't just walk away from it.

Very well.

But we can't put you in charge.

I'm sure you understand why.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Constable!

Thank you for coming.

We're giving you
a big responsibility. Sir.

Find Rheinhardt. And quickly.

Yes, sir.

You can go with him, Haussmann.

You're married to Wenzel Thanhofer.
Is that correct?

Yes.

Why?

What's happened?

I'm sorry to have to tell you,
he's been m*rder*d...

..and Oskar Rheinhardt
is the prime suspect.

This can't be.

Did Rheinhardt say anything to you?

Did he ever talk about k*lling him?

If you truly think he's capable
of m*rder, then you don't know him.

I know. Your life is hard.

You live in a slum.

Oskar Rheinhardt has money,
has a decent job.

You think that's why
I'm friends with him?

Your husband was a bad lot.

I'd understand if you wanted
to get away from him.

Maybe you're just glad he's gone.

But if you are hiding something...

..this could get very bad for you.

And for your daughter.

Are you all right?

I heard about your friend.

Do they know how he is?

Any word?

He still hasn't
regained consciousness.

Are you sure you should be at work?

You want some time off?

I want to get this finished.

Helps me keep my mind off it.

Actually, the woman was
living at his apartment.

We went over and found her there.

So, you think that's
what this is about?

You think his motive could be
jealousy. Brilliant thought.

The inspector is an honourable man.

She'd been beaten.

There were scars on her face.

At least Rheinhardt was
honest about that part.

Obvious what happened, then.

He went there to avenge her.

He has a violent temper,

no doubt about it.

Where else could
Rheinhardt be right now?

How dare you come here,
knowing what we're suffering?

I'm sorry, Fraulein.

We have no choice.

When my brother wakes up,

he'll have something
to say about this.

The inspector made himself a
fugitive from justice, Fraulein.

Gentlemen, we're going
to go upstairs now.

They just promoted him.

He seems to be enjoying it.

I'll meet you back at the station.

I'll need to apologise to her again.

It's important.

I know the family well.

I owe it to them.

Where is he?

He's been here.

I know it.

Oh!

Hi.

What are YOU doing here?

I guess I'm a better detective
than you thought.

I want to help.

You're a fool.

Maybe, but I'm the only
friend you've got.

Von Bulow has convinced
everyone you're guilty.

Meier has been put in charge.

He's taking the job very seriously.

Dragged Therese in for questioning.

He doesn't trust me, because of you.

All right.

We need to go back over the
crime scene, piece by piece.

Whoever k*lled Thanhofer,

they must work for Mephisto.

He's trying to protect himself.

And he sent someone to follow me.

They knew where I was headed.

They knew about Therese
and her husband?

Yes.

They must have seen me
enter their apartment that night.

Must have waited till I'd gone...

..and then went in.

Have you noticed
someone shadowing you?

Everything you said was right.

I do have feelings for you.

I think I've hidden them
for so long,

I barely even acknowledge
them any more.

Funny, me being here makes me
just a little braver.

Please come back to us.

Sir. Thank you.

I've been thinking.

Once he gets better... Hmm.

..maybe we should go home.

"Home"? To England.

Vienna doesn't feel like
a place where we belong.

Not any more.

Oh, my love.

Here, Rachel.

How's Max?

Uh...

He still hasn't woken up.

I need a drink.

Rachel, Leah, do you want one?

Um...

Papa!

Just one minute,
before you go in there.

[DRINK POURS]

You can't tell anyone he's here.

What on earth is going on?

I'm afraid it's complicated,
Herr Liebermann.

Difficult to explain.

Try, would you, please, Inspector?

I'm trying to find out
who shot your son.

But I can't be seen on the street.

What? I've been unjustly
accused of a crime.

The people who attacked
Max are trying to frame me.

I need you to believe me.

Please.

You were always a friend to Max.

Thank you.

I think there may be some
sort of conspiracy

within the Viennese establishment.

Wait.

There was an officer hanging
around the hospital in his room.

Young chap?

Scrawny?

That's him.

Behaving rather oddly.

I need to track him down.

Oh, and I'll need to
borrow some clothes.

What, again?

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACH]

You need something?

You've taken over Inspector
Rheinhardt's investigation?

What is it you've got?

Cigarette butts.

Hmm. Found in the woods
and also at the casino.

I think I've identified
the expensive one.

A Turkish-Egyptian mix.

They sell it at a
store on Weihburggasse,

and they are willing to
give me their client list.

Hmm.

It's better you leave
it with me, Fraulein.

I'll make sure it's followed up.

All right?

I've made an appointment
to visit them.

That won't be necessary.

Thank you.

You can go now.

I know what you're going to say.

Numbers were down a little.

It's a warm evening.

People stay in the country.

People have heard
about the killings.

It can sometimes feel like a burden,
Karner...

..all this responsibility
on my shoulders.

He would have been very proud
of what you've achieved, Fraulein.

He truly loved you.

[DOG BARKS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Everyone's looking for you.

Why are you following me?

I thought this was a conversation
we'd better have privately.

Tell me it wasn't you.

What?

You're a good officer.

I like you.

Tell me it wasn't you
who betrayed me...

..who betrayed us all.

You're under arrest for the
m*rder of Wenzel Thanhofer.

If I'm under arrest...

..why are YOU looking so nervous?

How much does Mephisto pay you?
Argh!

How much is your
conscience worth, huh?

Stop, Meier! It's over!

It was you who framed me.

You k*lled Wenzel Thanhofer.

Is that why you gunned down
Burgstaller's k*ller?

So we wouldn't be able
to question him?

Were you paid to dispose
of Carrillo, too?

It must be useful for Mephisto

to have a hired g*n
in the police force.

Come here. Come here!

What about Max?

Are you responsible for this, too?

You don't know...

..what Mephisto can do.

You don't realise.

Who shot him? Tell me.

Tell...

[DOOR OPENS]

What the hell is going on? Um...

An officer gunned
down on the street?!

Well...

..the situation is
worse than we thought.

And look, look what
we found on the scene.

It's his.

It's Rheinhardt's.

So, he was there.

He's involved.

What are you going to do?

I want him found.

I want him charged.

I... take over the case...

..personally from now on.

We need to find Rheinhardt! He's at
large in the city still, somewhere.

Get moving. Sir. Yes, sir.

What's going on? What's happening?

You heard about Meier?

Yes. Terrible.

Von Bulow has convinced himself
that the Inspector is responsible.

What?

But that's absurd. Hmm.

Go, go, go!

What will they do?

Search the city until they find him.

I've spent my life observing
people, gathering information.

The Inspector has a good heart.

He couldn't have done this.

He's going to need
his friends around him.

I need to see the Inspector.

He no longer works here.

He's been suspended.

They know you were on the scene.

They found evidence
you had been there.

What is it, Oskar? What's wrong?

Why didn't Mephisto k*ll me?

He had a clean shot.

He had every opportunity.

Why spare my life

and not the others?

So, they think I'm responsible
for Meier's death?

He was in league with Mephisto

and he k*lled Thanhofer.

We both know it.

Now he's dead,
I have no way of proving it.

No way to extract a confession.

I don't know where to turn next.

Somebody wants to see you.

Claims it's urgent.

Last night,

the window was smashed and
one of the locks forced open.

They rifled through my papers.

Is anything missing?

Was anything stolen?

Some of my documents
and ledgers have gone.

Maybe someone is trying
to protect their identity.

You may have been right all along.

Maybe one of the players
has a dark secret,

and they think I know about it.

Why choose me?

I'm no longer on active duty.

So I discovered.

You're a wanted man.

The police don't trust you.

Frankly, that means you're
the only one I trust right now.

I see. Some of your clients
are senior officers.

I'll do everything I can.

But first, I need to understand
this game, Fraulein.

Follow me.

It started as a joke.

"Joke"?

Just idle banter
between two players.

What would you be prepared to wager
if gambling had no limits?

How far would you raise the stakes?

Everyone is looking for
the next big rush of excitement.

The next thrill.

And that's how it started.

They had an agreement -

nothing was off the table.

Anyone who takes this token is
accepting the rules of the game.

You can wager anything -

possessions, people, titles.

It's for people who have
too much of everything -

too much power...

[CLATTER]

They like to feel
an element of risk.

And you have worked out
how you can provide it?

I told your friend,
I'm an amateur neurologist.

Franz Burgstaller was k*lled...

..because he was about to give away
the name of a traitor.

Someone giving vital state secrets
to our enemies in Serbia.

Carrillo was involved too,
as a messenger, a go-between.

I don't understand.
How does it concern me?

A rendezvous...

..was planned at this casino.

Carrillo had a token just like this.

We know he was part of this game.

One of the players
must be the traitor.

I need you to give me their names.

[HELENA CLEARS THROAT]

Ladies and gentlemen, a new gamer
will be joining us tonight.

"The Englishman."

We are powerless in fate's hands.

This is "The Actress".

That's what makes it so delicious.

You seem reticent, friend.

This is "The Soldier".

There is no strategy here.

A simple choice, my friend.

Are you going to wager or not?

And this is "The Baron".

Whoever's after me...

..they broke in once.

Most likely, they'll return.

I'll protect you, Fraulein,

if I can,

in return for what
you have given me here.

Call whenever you need me.

Thank you.

I can't print this.

I'm sorry?

Your piece.

It's worthless to me.

But why?

Too lightweight. No substance.

I expected a piece
of serious journalism.

I gave you a big chance,
and you squandered it.

But I included everything
you asked of me.

Go back to your gossip columns.

You've wasted this opportunity.

[HARP MUSIC PLAYS]

Madam Schratt.

Hmm, Herr Friedl.

I've been expecting you.

The Emperor asked me to come.

To express his apologies,
no doubt.

He regrets his complaint
about your gambling.

I'm sure he does.

That means he plans
to visit me tonight?

You've been sent here
to check on my mood.

He mentions your
grandfather's Votive Mass.

Of course, he will
still be attending...

..as a gesture of friendship.

Thank you.

One 27mm quick-firing cannon,

two 8mm machine g*ns.

The weight is seven tonnes,
and it has 6.4 horsepower per tonne.

All in all, it has 45
horsepower with a truck engine.

This machine will revolutionise w*r.

It only has one purpose -

to break the deadlock in a land w*r,

to drive into the ranks

and scatter them with its firepower.

You won't regret this.

We will change the nature
of combat, General.

You don't have to convince me.

From today, we're partners.

Whoever Mephisto is

has access to diplomatic secrets.

All three of the names on the list

are at the centre
of political power.

Straub is the most senior
military officer in the land,

and Schratt is the
Emperor's confidant.

Whatever he knows, surely
she knows as well.

And Hertzog...

He has half of Vienna's
politicians in his pocket.

We need to find a way
to get close to them.

I don't know which of them it is -

The Baron,

The Soldier...

..The Actress.

I still can't see the whole picture.

First principles.

Go back to the start.

Examine each scrap of
information for what it is.

Mephisto's a traitor. Yes.

He's slipping
secrets to our enemies.

Burgstaller knew his identity.

Carrillo, too.

They're both dead now.

What else, Max?

What am I missing?

What's the relevance of the casino?

Follow the game.

Interpret the rules.

What happens at the gambling table?

Someone wins. Someone loses.

Yes.

And what else?

Debts are settled.

Money changes hands.

You're missing the point.

You can wager anything.

It's not all about money.

Not that game.

So what is it about, then, exactly?

How are the debts being paid?

You said it yourself.

Mephisto knows everything

before anyone else.

What's the most valuable
thing in the world to them?

What do they crave more than money?

Information.

There's a conspiracy in Vienna.

A traitor giving secrets
to our enemies.

Code name "Mephisto".

He's responsible
for what happened to Max.

He may even be the one
who pulled the trigger.

I need your assistance
in finding him.

All right.

Paul Hertzog.

You work for him, don't you?

Why? What's he got to do with you?

I need to get close to him...

..and you may be my passport.

[TYPEWRITER KEYS CLACK]

[PHONE RINGS]

[HE SIGHS]

Yes?

Yes. Everything is in place.

Don't make the mistake
of underestimating me.

You may come to regret it.

So, what are we searching for?

Something.

Anything.

You think he's mixed up
in this conspiracy?

He might be Mephisto.

He was at the gaming tables,

and he certainly has access
to Vienna's secrets.

Wait, Inspector. Look.

An editorial...

..dated the day after tomorrow...

..about the threat
of w*r with Serbia.

He asked me to write this piece.

So what of it?

Hertzog has altered my position.

What do you mean?

He seems to be calling for w*r.

He's demanding immediate
military action.

He spent the last few years
preaching peace.

What made him change his mind,
I wonder.

If Max were here,
he'd tell us it's not random.

There has to be a cause.

I suppose.

No, think about it.

Think about his methods.

I do little else.

I know we always joke about it,

but let's be serious for a moment.

Max preaches patterns of behaviour
are always deeply ingrained.

What would cause someone
like Hertzog

to change his mind so suddenly?

The game.

Someone could exert
some pressure on him.

You think, if he were
to lose at the tables?

Exactly!

One of the other players
might have a hold over him.

Sad day, Fraulein.

Your grandfather was a fine man.

His Excellency will just
slip in quietly at the back

during the service.

Very well.

He'll be in civilian clothes,

so that nobody knows he's attending.

He won't have guards,

so his presence won't
be too ostentatious.

[PHONE RINGS]

Hello?

One moment.

Inspector.

There's a telephone call for you.

It's a woman.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Thanks for coming so quickly.

I didn't know where to turn.

He came back again.

What? He broke in again.

We found the back door smashed in.

There was glass everywhere.

And this time he left a note for me.

Is there a name on it?

No. It's anonymous.

He wants to meet me in
half an hour at the cathedral.

I would have to leave right now.

Oh.

He knows you could identify him.

He can erase himself
from the ledgers,

but he needs to erase you, too.

If you go there,
you'll be k*lled, Fraulein.

What should I do?!

Help me, please!

I'll go in your place.

Maybe I can identify him.

Stay here.

[PHONE RINGS]

Haussmann.

Mephisto's in the cathedral! Hurry!

[ORGAN PLAYS]

Why did he choose the cathedral?

Is it because nobody
would be armed?

Perhaps the escape routes.

So many of them.

But... where is he, Max?

Why isn't he here yet?

Maybe it WAS Mephisto who shot you.

It means you're the only one
who's seen his face.

Help me!

It has to come from you.

Max, stop playing games.
We don't have time.

Retrace my steps. What?

In the tunnels that night,
what happened?

What did I witness?

Your face... Yes.

You were staring at the g*nman.
Yes. And... ?

Damn it, Max, spell it out.

You have everything you need
to work it out for yourself.

[WOMAN SINGS]

Look at where we are.

You made these rooms.

You brought me here to be with you,

and you filled them with... what?

Memories. Yes.

You mean...

..the k*ller is represented
in these rooms?

You mean I have a
memory of them somehow?

You and I met them before,

the man who shot you.

You recognised him.

Someone from our past.

That's why he had to k*ll you,

because he knew
you'd identified him.

Someone who pledged
to destroy the empire.

Someone in league with the Serbians.

Someone who slipped out
of our clutches once before.

An unsolved case.

But they told us he was dead.

Kiss!

The Emperor.

This has been a long time
coming, Inspector.

They told me you were dead.

I'm not so easy to k*ll.

I need to pay you back
for my friend.

Somehow you knew the
Emperor would be here.

Burgstaller provided the weapon.

Carrillo was your go-between.

How many lives are you
willing to sacrifice? Huh?

It's your turn now.

Argh!

Argh!

[HE ROARS]

Ready to join your friend,
Inspector?

[BONES CRUNCH]

[ONLOOKERS GASP]

[HE STRAINS]

[THUD, THEY GASP]

Give me your hand!

[WIND WHISTLES]

Don't tell anyone
we were like this.

The Emperor has sent you
his personal congratulations.

You are to be reinstated, of course.

And a letter of commendation
will be sent to the Ministry.

The Commissioner will want to
write it himself, no doubt.

Hmm.

Absolutely delighted.

Congratulations, Rheinhardt.

I'm...

I'm...

I just wanted to say, I'm very
grateful for your assistance.

You have nothing to fear now.

And your friend?

I can only pray for him.

Mephisto was an old adversary.

One that I first
met a few years ago.

A Serbian mercenary.

A fanatic.

He tried to k*ll the
Emperor at the cathedral.

But thanks to you alerting me,

it all came to nothing.

I hope we meet again, Fraulein.
Thank you.

Oh, one last thing, Inspector.

I thought you'd like to see this.

This is you? Yes. With my father.

Must have been quite a man.

He left me a great legacy.

A vast steel empire worth a fortune.

Every tramline,

every telegraph wire...

..every razor and every table knife.

He built this city.

He WAS Vienna.

Every tramline,
every telegraph wire,

every scalpel and razor
and table knife.

I built Vienna.

You govern this place, not me.

It's a repository
of all your memories.

[THEY GRUNT]

Agh!

Bruckmuller.

I arrested him for m*rder.

He was your father?

Died in prison.

I was forced to change my name,

but I wanted to keep his
legacy alive in the casino.

Why didn't you tell me anything?

Why didn't you mention it when... ?

Christ.

YOU are Mephisto!

[ECHOES, SHE LAUGHS]

[DOOR OPENS]

Sometimes your hand is so good,

you want to reveal
it to the opponent.

I don't understand.

They paid me in secrets.

And you gave those secrets
to the Serbians. Why?

There are only so many bridges
that can span the river.

Only so many railroad tracks.

We must expand.

You are trying to start a w*r.

w*r is good business.

You won't regret this.

We will change the
nature of combat, General.

I see.

You assembled the players.

You let them lose their fortunes
and their souls in your game,

and in return, you blackmail them
to be a part of your stratagem.

[SCOFFS]

Hertzog will use his
newspaper to call for w*r,

Straub will authorise manufacture,

and Schratt gave your
assassin his opportunity.

k*ll the Emperor...

..and the w*r is a certainty.

You did well, Inspector.

No.

You wanted me to k*ll Kiss.

You needed his corpse

to advertise this Serbian
aggression to the world.

And you picked me because
of a personal grudge.

My father died
deprived of his liberty.

A humiliated man.

I just couldn't resist telling you.

You can't hurt me. I'm protected.

Rheinhardt, your part
in this isn't over.

Oh, God.

YOU'RE in her debt, too?!

And in the woods that day...

..it was you.

You are going to be lauded
for saving the Emperor

and, when w*r is declared,

you're going to
keep your mouth shut.

What makes you think I'll do that?

You'll need to ask yourself
what's important? -

the people you love,

or your pride in seeing
this case solved?

You're threatening me?

Why not just k*ll me?

[SCOFFS]

You're a hero.

Our call to arms.

The man who k*lled the assassin.

You've already
sounded the battle cry.

Sometimes we have to accept
there are no neat resolutions.

Be happy.

You managed to
track down my assassin.

But Mephisto.

Rieger.

There's nothing you can do.

She owns the future.

Finished?

Fetch another.

What's the matter?

What's wrong?

[BANG ON DOOR]

Yes?

I've prepared a eulogy.

What?

A reading.

In case.

For my funeral? Mm-hm.

Um...

Want to hear it?

I've been practising it
in my head for days.

Yes, of course.

One's own funeral oration.

What a treat.

Up, up, up.

Mm?

Ahem.

The first time I met Max Liebermann,

he irritated me.

And the second time.

And the third.

In fact, every time I met him,

he managed to do that to me.

Max was always right.

As far as he was concerned,

there were no other
opinions that mattered.

Whether it was art, music, medicine,

Max knew best,

and the rest of us could, frankly,
keep our mouths shut.

The most arrogant, opinionated,
stubborn man I've ever known.

He couldn't help it.

He was so self-assured

that nothing could shake
him from his conviction.

I sound as though I hated him...

..don't I?

I didn't.

I loved him.

And I was a better man
because I knew him.

Right.

Well, that's very nice.

Very touching.

I hope you get a chance to use it.

I hope I don't.

[DOOR OPENS]

What did I miss?

Anything?

No, nothing.

You were right here.