02x04 - 4EVER

[bunniefuu]

[tense music playing]

POLICE

-[walkie-talkie beeps]
-The target is not present.

[Danzberger] Thank you.

[music fades out]

She's ditched her cell by now.

Everybody, listen up!

I want a dog team searching
the areas surrounding the cabin.

Or would you like a helicopter?
Infrared cameras?

Good idea.

[dog barking]

You get along with her, right?

-I'm not sure.
-[Danzberger] You have to make her stop.

We're working overtime,

but we have a suspect
at the station who confessed already.

And that is an order, Officer.

[tense theme music playing]

WOMAN OF THE DEAD

[music fades out]

[engine cuts off]

Excuse me? Could…
Could I use your restroom, please?

-Yeah, sure.
-Thanks.

WELCOME

OUR PHILOSOPHY

REPRESENTED BY GORAN BAROVIC

[soft, dark music playing]

COMPANY REGISTER

GENERAL MANAGER: BADAL SARKISSIAN

ENVIRONMENTALISTS FIGHT
LUXURY PROJECT

Two Forstweg.

BUILDING CONTRACTOR

Badal Sarkissian.

-Thank you.
-You got it.

WANTED - IF YOU HAVE INFORMATION, CALL

[dark music fades out]

Mr. Shadid, tell us what happened.

Exactly.

I was jealous after he took those photos
of Blum when she was in her underwear.

I thought she was having
an affair with him.

You were jealous of Edwin Schönborn?

Were you involved with Blum at that time?

No.

But I had feelings… for her.

And you still admire her?

Yes.

So how did you do it?

In his studio. I followed her there.

Okay, and then what happened?

Once I saw her head out,
I confronted him about it.

One thing led to another,
and I accidentally k*lled him.

Sure, and then you had to take the body
to the funeral home to dismember it.

Just so you know… [clears throat]

…making a false confession
is a criminal offense.

I know.

Why do you think
he's making a false confession?

Like he said, he has feelings for her.

He's protecting her.

Well, it makes sense to me.

A secret admirer scorned
by the woman he loves.

He carries the truth around with him,
can't say anything because of her husband.

Her husband happens to die,

and she goes and lets someone else
photograph her half-naked.

No wonder he couldn't
control his emotions.

Have you read his file?

The man was a soldier in Syria.
His emotions don't boil over.

But Reza had just as much access
to Sattler's coffin as Blum.

You have a confession for a case
that was unsolved for two years.

That's a miracle.

The best thing
that could've happened to you.

More officers need to be out looking.

Oh, good. Why don't we go ahead
and scare away the only tourists in town?

No. You got checkpoints
and you got a manhunt already. That's it.

-[Damian grunts]
-[exciting music playing]

Idiot! Watch the others!

[music turns suspenseful]

[Tamar] Yoo-hoo!

Princess!

Yoo-hoo!

I can smell you.

[chuckling evilly]

Sweetie pie, I'm coming.

-[shuddering breaths]
-I can see you.

Come to me.

[clicks tongue rapidly]

Come.

-[g*nsh*t]
-[yelps, panting]

The next one will hit you.

[music fades out]

[Tamar] Hmm.

[Nela gasps, whimpers]

[Tamar] Let's go.

No!

[dramatic music playing]

[music fades out]

[phone buzzes]

It's for my diabetes. If I forget it…

-[mimics throat cut, sighs]
-[laughs]

[injector hisses]

Right now we are destroying
everything Yar worked so hard to build.

Nonsense. Nothing is being destroyed.

[camera clicking]

When Kramaric tried
to take our business from us,

YAR sent me there and… "The end."

Huh?

That was why we kept our territory.

[Tamar chuckles]

After you were there,

I was sent by our big sister to beat
the sh*t out of those miserable fools.

And that's exactly why
our sister is dead now!

[camera clicking]

Blum.

[crying softly]

Okay.

Keep doing your thing.

I'll keep doing the dirty work for you.

And clean up after you like I did before.

TOGETHER FOR TYROL

Yes. Be there very soon.

Ah. Sorry, I didn't see you there.

So, have you made up your mind
about the seat?

No, not yet.

Uh-huh. What's the delay?

I…

I overheard what you…
What you said about Nela.

That she's been taken.

What aren't you telling me?

Nothing. Just that.

And besides,
that's just what her mother claims.

I told you, Blum…

-I don't get along--
-Tell me the truth.

-I…
-Quiet down.

I'm not a kid anymore.
You said that yourself.

So… tell me what's going on or I'll…

-Or you'll what? Huh? You'll what?
-[somber music playing]

Then I'm not taking the seat on the board.

Hm.

You're setting the terms of a contract.
Well, well.

You're a real Schönborn after all.

Not even Edwin would have dared that.

We'll talk soon.

What is it?

Sarkissian has called
all the directors for a board meeting.

Uh-huh. What's his reason for doing so?

He claims that all of the directors
aren't being told everything

about the costs and
significant delays in construction.

Nonsense.

He's been up-to-date on each part of this.

If he succeeds in sowing mistrust,

the directors can and will
take action against management.

Just let them try it.

-We have to take this seriously.
-We have to put a stop to this.

-[intriguing music playing]
-Legally, we don't have a lot of options.

But you had had…
an idea about an alternative?

Sadly, that is in God's hands.

What have you ever left in God's hands?

I never should've involved
him in our hotels.

I knew it was wrong from the start.

Don't forget that
there were no options left.

And if the snowfall decreases
as most scientists predict,

we will need a new source of capital.

The most important thing
is to get rid of him.

And then we can
fight climate change, all right?

-[music fades out]
-[car approaching]

-We have to get out now.
-I can't.

They have my passport.

What? They're gonna k*ll us!

-Please! I can't do this alone.
-[car doors closing]

[container unlocking]

You'll be staying.
Everyone else, come with me.

[gasps]

Come on.

Come on!

Wait!

Are you f*cking serious?

-[g*nsh*t]
-[woman screams]

f*ck!

[door opening]

What? Is it urgent?

Well, that's not a good attitude.
You'll like this story.

Shall I?

These two were picked up
late last night at around 11:30

by one of our patrol officers. No papers.

Allegedly, they and several others
were held c*ptive in a container.

When we tried to locate it,

we found ourselves on YAR property.

That's an import-export company.

They say they were set free by this woman.

Just try to remember what
they've been through. Okay?

[Wallner] Okay.

You saw this woman?

Can you explain what happened exactly?

Why was she there? Look.

We need to find this woman.
She k*lled people.

She asked about a girl named Nela.

That's Blum's daughter's name.

-And then? What happened then?
-She left on a motorbike.

[machine whirring]

Officer Wallner,

none of this makes any sense.

So let's assume

that Blum really did everything
that you want to prosecute her for.

Why would she risk freeing
these kids in the container?

Why ask about her daughter? Why not run?

To Italy, for example.

-There's a connection between them.
-Okay. Fill me in, then.

Two years ago when those men vanished,
wasn't there a foreign woman found?

Yeah, but she was a tourist.

Yeah, but what if she wasn't?

Was she identified?

She never was, no.

[tires screeching]

YAR CONSTRUCTION

[unsettling music playing]

Get out.

This van. Go.

Go, go, go, go, go!

DAMIAN f*cked UP AGAIN.

So, one, two, three, four. Looks good.

All right.

[van door closing]

[engine starting]

[engine starting]

[electricity crackling]

[exciting music playing]

Can I help you?

SEARCH WARRANT

[music fades out]

Hey!

[tense music playing]

Where is my daughter?

Just sh**t.

Then you'll never find out.

Go ahead. sh**t.

It depends where I sh**t.

[Tamar] What a mess.

I'd have to go to the doctor.

And your time is about to run out.

[Tamar on voicemail] I'm busy,
leave a message.

[sighs]

[beeps]

[doorbell buzzing]

Badal Sarkissian, we have a warrant
to search your residence.

[tense music continues]

Let's begin.

Well, you don't need me for this.

Keep an eye on him, please.

You have five missed calls from Badal.

Seems urgent.

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

[phone continues ringing]

You stay here.

Where are you?

Hell's broken loose.

Where is my daughter?

Where is my sister?

Your sister?

[chuckles]

She's here with me.

What do you want?

-It's actually quite simple.
-Well then?

That video you wanted me to find for you.

I don't know where it is.

I don't have any idea
what video you're talking about.

I don't buy that.

Tell me, why would I lie, huh?

This is about my daughter.

So now what?

The refinery, 5:00 a.m. tomorrow.

-Nela for your sister.
-It's a trap, don't do it!

Hear that? She's still alive.

For now.

Blum, this is way too much
for you to handle.

Don't you dare tell me
what I can handle, as*h*le!

If my daughter doesn't get home alive,
I'll k*ll all of you!

Do you understand me?

Yes, I'll be there.

We'll make the exchange.

First I'm going to need you
to give me proof that Nela's okay.

[phone disconnects]

[dark, dramatic music playing]

[music fades out]

DEAD?

Regarding Wagenschaub…
we didn't find his laptop.

[Wallner] Mm-hm.

But we were able to recover
what was on the damaged USB drive.

Okay.

Check this out.

It all looked innocent at first.

Several emails and Word files,
a few amended contracts.

But here… are some
pretty large video files.

You needed a password for access.

These videos, they're, um…

I have to warn you, they're intense.

My coworker had to take the rest
of the day off after watching them.

-Yeah, okay.
-Okay.

[video playing]

[coughing, gagging]

[groaning]

I don't want to know
the extent of his collection

if he had these videos
on the other drives.

And we know that's not fake or anything?

That's unlikely. They're snuff videos.

Or "hurtcore" videos,
which are essentially, um…

It's basically r*pe porn
that ends in death.

Hm. Here.

[computer beeps]

This cut wound, for example,
it's too deep to be fake.

[sighs]

And you can simply buy these,
or… or you download them in secret?

No. These aren't for sale. The men trade.

One guy films, then trades the video

for another one filmed by someone else.

So they have evidence against each other.

Was Wagenschaub… Was he found
on any of the sex offender lists?

Not one.

But I wouldn't put any stock in that fact.
These are often individual cases.

And until a whole ring gets busted,
participants are completely anonymous.

[Wallner] Did Edwin Schönborn
have any prior convictions?

[unsettling music playing]

[woman] Your plan
worked out great, huh? Nela!

Your plan…

Worked out great, huh?

[crying]

[music turns melancholy]

GET IN TOUCH, I CAN'T GET AHOLD OF YOU

HELLO? WHERE ARE YOU?
I'M WORRIED. PLEASE CALL BACK.

NELA, PLEASE. THIS ISN'T FUNNY!

[music fades out]

[knock on door]

You asked me to come see you?

Yeah, I've been doing
a little research. Um…

There were actually investigations
into Edwin Schönborn

for sexual harassment, which…

were followed with allegations of as*ault,
and even r*pe.

Yeah. I was here.

Yeah.

They went away, and he wasn't charged.

And?

I believe you were
the one overseeing his case.

[chuckles]

What kind of accusation are you making,
Officer Wallner? Hm?

In your opinion, what should I have done?
What should I have done?

If you had actually read what I'd written,

thoroughly,

you'd know the charges against him
were all dropped.

And besides, Wallner,
I barely knew the guy.

I didn't know him personally.

But his mother, you know her personally?

Of course I know her.

She is one of the most well-known
people in Bad Annenhof.

Of course. Everybody does.

Good night, Wallner.

[door closes]

Let's do that. It would really be great.

Yes, have another. Wonderful.

-Thank you.
-Congratulations.

Thank you so much.
I have to move on now. I'll see you soon.

[phone buzzing]

-Wallner. What is it now?
-[Wallner] It's about Danzberger.

This whole thing
is bigger than we thought.

It involves a snuff ring.
Violent p*rn*graphy.

I'm afraid Danzberger
could be too close to it.

Too close? To what?

To certain people here
who might be involved in some of this.

Come on, you know I need more specifics.

To Johanna Schönborn for instance.

Schönborn's son

was most likely involved
in the snuff ring.

Blum's assistant confessed, though.

He lied.

I'll review everything
when I'm back in Berlin tomorrow morning.

[phone disconnects]

[car driving]

[ominous music playing]

If you want to survive,
you'll do exactly what I say.

-[music ends]
-Another long day?

The YAR Import-Export was searched today.

Along with Sarkissian's private residence.

-So?
-There's evidence of human trafficking.

My company is not involved.

That's good, for your sake.

You didn't hear that information from me.

What information?

[phone ringing]

[Thomas] Johanna?

Yeah. How was it worded in our agreement?

-Offenders lose their right to vote?
-Essentially, why?

You see, Behringer,

sometimes it helps
to put a little trust in God.

Hello, ma'am. License and registration.

Thank you.

[tense music playing]

You're good to go.

[music ends]

Alex! Hey!

Hey, Daniel.

-Do you need help?
-Yeah.

There was a kidnapping.

Who was kidnapped?

My girlfriend, Nela.

[sighs deeply]

-Blum's daughter, yeah?
-Yeah, right.

Okay.

Well then, come with me
and we can talk in private, okay?

Yeah. Thanks.

Good.

[clicks tongue] Come on.

I'll take the wheel at the next turnout.

[Blum grunting]

[groaning]

[panting]

[Blum grunts]

[panting]

[g*nsh*t]

[Blum gasps]

No.

No! No, no, no! No, no.

No. No! Oh, God. No, please, no!

No.

[moaning]

Hackspiel?

f*ck.

sh*t.

sh*t.

[groans] No, no.

Ah, sh*t.

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

[screams, cries]

Are you okay?

[Blum] No, man!

She was my hostage.

[crying continues]

-[Hackspiel] Your daughter?
-Yes.

Sarkissian has her.

And she is his sister. Get it now?

Have you eaten yet today?

Today?

[sighs] Today is bad.

I'm exhausted. Very tired.

But… um…

Tomorrow maybe, yeah?

-Yeah, yeah. Okay.
-Yeah?

Night.

-Ah. Thanks for coming.
-Thanks.

[phone buzzes]

Yeah.

[phone continues buzzing]

I hope you have good news.

[Sarkissian] I can't help you anymore.

What does that mean?

The deal is dead.

"Dead?" This is the middle of my campaign.

Fix the problem right now.

Find your blackmailer on your own.

[scoffs] Next time you need help,
I won't be able to do anything.

Your problem is not my problem anymore.

All right.

[doorbell buzzing]

[doorbell buzzing]

[buzzing continues]

We have a problem.

Get in here.

[sniffs]

That jackass…

Schönborn's nephew.

For some reason,
he came to the station just now.

He wanted to report
Nela's kidnapping, the moron.

Where is he now?

He's sleeping. In my g*dd*mn trunk!

-How could you be so f*cking dumb?
-What was I supposed to do?

What?

I'll take care of the boy,
and you get out of here.

Now what?

Yeah. Okay. Okay. But then that's it.

[Sarkissian] That's it with what?

Then we're finished.

I did everything you guys wanted.

But kidnapping and nasty sh*t like that,
I'm not doing that.

I'm not doing that!

I'm not your lackey anymore.

I decide when your debt to me
has been repaid.

Think about the consequences
for your parents.

Damian will clean up the mess you made.
And you'll get out of here.

[phone beeps, rings]

Get over here. I have a job for you.

Right now!

And you keep an eye on that BKA woman.

[Blum grunts]

[Tamar] What a shitshow.

You're never gonna see
your daughter again.

[Blum] Shut up!

You're cursed, Blum.

Be quiet!

[both grunting]

The police will be looking for you.

With dogs.

We have to cover up the scent somehow.

You're the one
who got me into this bullshit.

Without me, you'd be dead, Blum.

It's all connected in some way.

Your daughter.

Sarkissian.

Johanna Schönborn.

-Someone broke into my house.
-Someone broke into my house.

It all started when Edwin
was dug up the other day.

What if…

What if they're still making
t*rture videos for each other?

But on a larger scale?

I thought that nightmare was over with.

[somber music playing]

Help me!

-It's not deep enough.
-It'll have to be.

-[Hackspiel sighs]
-[grunts]

[Blum] She was my only chance.

I'll help you get her back.

How are you gonna do that? Huh?

Well, Sarkissian doesn't know
his sister's dead, for one.

BLOOD SUGAR LOW

[thunder rumbling]

[rain pattering]

[pensive music playing]

[thunder rumbling]

-["Blue Velvet" by Bobby Vinton playing]
-[Mariah] ♪ She wore blue ♪

♪ Velvet ♪

♪ Bluer than velvet was the night ♪

♪ Softer than satin was the light ♪

♪ From the stars ♪

♪ She wore blue ♪

♪ Velvet ♪

♪ Bluer than velvet were her eyes ♪

♪ Warmer than May, her tender sighs ♪

♪ Love was ours ♪

♪ Ours, a love I held tightly ♪

-[music ends]
-[sighs]

Sarkissian.

There have been rumors saying
that these undocumented workers

will come here and then go missing.

I knew one of them.

And now she's dead.

Help us?

He saved my life.

You do know this is a straight-up
suicide mission, don't you, sweetheart?

I have no choice.

[breathing nervously]

All you have to do is wave
to get him to think I have his sister.

Blum, you didn't really
kidnap her, did you?

Of course not.

[somber music playing]

We just need you for a moment
so he'll let Nela go.

Mariah. This man has my daughter.

Sarkissian is a monster. His sister too.

If we don't do anything, they'll keep
getting away with this like they are now.

Okay.

Tell me about the look we're going for.

Slicked back, dark hair. Mid-length.

Love it.

-Alex?
-Nela!

-Why are you here?
-Are you okay?

[Damian] Hey!

Okay. Okay.

You know the deal, right?

Why don't you take another look?

I HOPE WE UNDERSTAND EACH OTHER NOW

IF YOU DO AS YOU'RE TOLD
IT WILL REMAIN AMONG FRIENDS

OTHERWISE THE VIDEO WILL BE POSTED ONLINE

[music turns sinister]

-[clicks key]
-[men grunting]

[woman whimpering, crying]

[man breathing deeply]

[tense theme music playing]

[music fades out]