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I think Kit's husband beats her up.

Do you?

It looks like it hurts when she breathes.

She should say something.

That's bloody easy for you to say.

Something's wrong.

That's not a sunset.

It's total chaos here, Harald.

How many have died? - Three. Up till now.

We don't know who they are but one of them appears to be the arsonist.

And we've found Sugarsweet here. - Sugarsweet? Is she dead?

Heidi? It's Else. Do you remember me?

Hey, Else. Will she make it?

Hey, Sugarsweet? Hello. - Her name is Heidi.

Heidi? Heidi?

What we know now is that the four casualties include the presumed arsonist

who lived on these premises behind the ambulances

where slaves were being kept.

Harald? It's Finn.

The dead arsonist is Billy's younger brother, Robert Tom Nielsen.

Billy called his younger brother just before the fire.

Are we tracking his mobile phones?

A family man from Brest in Belarus and his brothers were constantly beaten.

They're sick and suffering from malnutrition.

We can't let Loukauskis get away with this.

I'll talk to you later.

It'll have to be brief, I just stepped out for a cigarette.

Could I... - Yeah.

Do you know him?

He's a courier, I think.

Right now he's with Loukauskis, settling the accounts.

Where? - At the "hotel for women". A brothel.

Turns various fantasies into reality.

Hello.

It's Harald. We're charging a Danish citizen with aiding a deadly arson.

The one on Falster? - Exactly.

He's hiding in a hotel in Berlin... - "The hotel for women".

"The hotel for women". - We'll pick him up.

Good.

Thank you.

What we know now is that the four casualties include the presumed arsonist

who lived on these premises behind the ambulances

where slaves were being kept.

"Slaves" is the word used by the police.

Hey! Get out of here. Police.

Fuck!

Wait!

Wait... Fuck!

It's going to be a long night.

Sleep well.

Bye.

"Je t'aimais tant, tu étais si jolie, comment veux-tu que je t'oublie?"

What?

"I loved you so much, you were so beautiful, how can I ever forget you?"

Sorry... It's... a love poem,

by Jacques Prevert.

It's not mine.

Jean Louis recited it to me and he left out two lines.

I was just wondering if it meant something.

Of course. I mean, everything has a meaning, say the wise.

Even the things that are not spoken. - Yes.

Hello. - Mom, I've got him.

He's so cute.

Who is, sweetie? - His name is Cliff Richard.

Cliff Richard? - Don't you remember?

We were going to get a dog.

Can you put Daddy on?

He's talking to Susie. - Fetch him.

Mommy's on the phone, she wants to talk to you.

Thank you, sweetheart.

Yes? - The police are looking for you.

Can you make sure the girls can't hear you?

Hi. Did you get him? Did you get Billy? I wouldn't go in there...

Elias called. He's on the phone with Jackie, so...

Where are you? - I've lost my phone.

We said we were coming here. - You didn't say anything. Where's here?

Of course I did. To a colleague's mother who has a litter of puppies.

And the colleague's name is Susie?

Elias, where were you when I was shot?

I keep telling you, I was at home.

You weren't at home!

You were nearby. Near the same phone mast as the department store.

Am I under surveillance? - What would you have me believe?

What am I supposed to think?

The way you shouted at me. Then you don't say a word to me for days.

Why? What do you think?

Yes, I know, I should have told you.

But I couldn't. - You had seven years to do it. Seven.

Are the police really looking for me? What for?

You bear a resemblance to him. Or him to you.

At any rate you've got the same build.

I have nightmares about him every night.

I thought you wanted to take Lilli away from me.

I can't believe you could think something like that.

And then the whole thing turns out to be so mundane.

You're fucking Professor Susie.

You're fucking while I'm almost dying?

Professor Susie Junge, University of the Arts.

Isn't she the one who appointed you?

Is he still in Berlin? - Why?

He isn't going to see Lilli, anyhow.

Why are you poking your nose into my private life?

Who authorized you to check out this number? Who?

I don't know if I would like to be here alone.

It's winter, it's dark outside... You're a girl...

Theo takes care of me.

How?

Hi. - I've got a surprise for you.

Have you given birth?

You would have liked that, wouldn't you?

Check your inbox at 11 tomorrow. I'll send you a cool link.

OK.

Did you hear about the fire?

Awful.

Yeah...

Do you just want to say goodnight? - Yeah, is that OK?

Sleep tight. - You too.

You're a girl.

Theo takes care of me.

Theo takes care of me.

"Theo takes care of me..."

Theo takes care of me.

Ready.

Avoid body contact.

Ready.

Watch out.

What was that all about?

Bianca!

I'm going to call off my wedding.

I caught my fiancé today. In the sauna,

cheating on me

with another man. - Who with?

Sorry. That always drove my mother mad.

My curiosity. She thought I should become a policeman.

God. Take me into the city.

I'm sorry, father-in-law.

She'll come around. She's like her mother.

Is quickly upset, but calms down again quickly, too.

A real handful.

But good sex.

Harald speaking. - Did you forget?

Is it 11 already? - It's a quarter past.

Have a look later.

No, I'll stop here. Just a moment.

Hang on. I'm logging on right now.

I've just been to the clinic.

Is she waving?

She looks like a Kirsten.

I was thinking of something like Emma. - Yeah.

Among the things we seized from Theo Janke, was there a surveillance camera?

No. No camera.

Wouldn't you say this looks like an installation for a surveillance system?

Jan? What is "after quitting time" in English?

Thank you.

Let's go back to the beginning.

Who wants to prevent Jackie from talking to Iris and why?

So what do we know?

We know the meeting was to be about a phone conversation

between Maria and her mother, just before Maria was killed.

Exactly. So what did they talk about?

Mother and daughter. There's something we're not supposed to know.

I don't think so. Sorry, but...

I spoke to Iris Gabler. She was so drunk she couldn't even remember the call.

Let's talk to her again. In the meantime...

How do you feel about an informal chat with Loukauskis' daughter and his ex?

Yeah, sure.

Bianca is having brunch with her mother

in the bar of the Westin Grand, in half an hour.

Are you hungry?

Yes. - Yes? OK. Let's go.

Stark. Can I talk to you a minute?

How is it going?

It's not quitting time yet.

OK. Iris Gabler...

This is extremely unpleasant

but I hadn't eaten anything all day because I was so nervous.

We were in New Orleans, after all.

My agent had engaged one of the world's best jazz players for my performance.

So maybe I drank one more cocktail than was good for me in the rooftop bar.

We could see the entire French quarter.

Do you remember? We could see as far as the Mississippi.

We couldn't. We had hoped we could.

But we said that we could?

Maybe it was due to the alligator sausage we were served after the party.

I don't think so, darling. I ate some, too.

In any case, my memory loss has improved in recent days.

I'm slowly starting to remember.

I don't know what time it was

but the young lady who was here told me that...

after your colleague was...

that, after my matinee concert in New Orleans,

at about 23:30 here,

Maria called me there.

She wanted to come home, she wanted to get clean, she wanted...

her mother to help her. Everything would be fine again.

She called me Mom.

Not Iris.

"Mom."

"Mom", that was her last word...

She said: "Goodbye. I love you, Mom."

"Goodbye. I love you, Mom."

Excuse us. We'll leave you alone.

Why are you lying to the police? You don't remember anything.

What do you know about inner emptiness?

Do you know how someone feels when shame makes them want to sink into the ground?

Thank your rooftop cocktails.

I was nervous, I had jetlag.

There must have been something in that sausage.

I am so fed up with your fastidiousness,

your soberness, you never put a foot wrong,

you never make any mistakes.

May I introduce my husband, the accountant?

There's Bianca coming in now. - OK.

Can we really do this? - Of course we can.

You're beautiful, you're smart... Just improvise.

Excuse me. We met at Maria Gabler's funeral.

Natascha Stark. - You weren't there, were you?

No, this is Alicia, a friend from Belgium.

Hi. Sorry, I don't speak German.

I know her from Maria Gabler's funeral.

Yes. I heard about that, I'm very sorry for your loss.

Natascha also told me you gave a very warm and compassionate farewell speech

in the church, as if she were your sister.

We've known each other since we were seven.

Actually, we're having a coffee. Would you like to join us?

We were 14 and I was jealous of Maria because she'd already developed breasts.

She was so incredibly beautiful...

She didn't have to make any effort. She could have been a model.

We were on holiday at our house in Austria...

Maria and her parents, and me and my parents, and...

One day we went into Salzburg and...

I don't know, for some reason, Maria wanted to stay at home at our villa.

Excuse me... I don't know why I'm telling you all this.

Because I asked you.

How could things go so wrong for Maria?

Because it was possible. - What do you mean?

Who would look after her? Her mother is a drunk, completely narcissistic,

and her father... have you seen him?

Dahlia Loukauskis, such an honor to meet you.

Alicia Verbeek, from the Belgian police, and Natascha Stark, German police.

I...

I am supposed to say hi from my superior, Mrs Pernel.

The name doesn't ring a bell.

Stephane Pernel, you met her at the film festival in Cannes.

Of course, I'm always in Cannes. - Why "of course"?

I'm a film producer. - Wow! What kind of films do you make?

Adult films?

Your daughter was just telling me about Maria.

She was also in Cannes.

And Armande Claes, Maria's friend, was killed shortly after.

Armande was the original of the four copycat murders we are investigating.

Maria, Vaida, Greta, Gabriella...

And Mrs Pernel, who says hi, was the investigative judge on that case.

Basically, she still is. - Never heard of her. Sorry.

Wait! I think I have a picture of her...

Here she is.

Yes.

Some people can't recognize faces. I just can't remember people's names.

You told me she said hello. - Yeah.

That seems very strange to me. - Why?

She didn't exactly make a great impression that summer.

What is it you call someone who tries to mingle with famous people?

Have a nice day.

I've called off the wedding.

Hello! - What?

He's gay. - So?

Mom!

What world do you live in? Do you think you needn't make an effort?

Get married, provide an heir and your father will be happy.

It's that simple.

Alicia Verbeek, that Belgian policewoman, is dangerous.

What shall I do? - Make sure she is taken off the case.

Tell Mrs Pernel to remove her from the case.

The cancellation has been cancelled. Tell him.

Our daughter wants to get married.

Thank you, sweetheart.

When I announced

I would obtain a banking license here in Berlin in 12 months' time,

lots of people were skeptical and they were right,

I was wrong. It only took nine months.

Now we just have to complete the formalities.

We are already celebrating the big event today.

Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce my board of directors:

lawyer Jürgen Frisch.

Sep! - Here.

Sep... Or, even better, Earl Carl Friedrich Septimus,

my future son-in-law, by the way.

One of our greatest artists, jazz singer Iris Gabler.

Who I was also able to persuade to perform for us.

Hello, Stephane.

You don't mind me calling you Stephane?

It's been a long time since anyone called me that.

I knew I'd find you here.

So this place reminds you of the fragility of life.

This is how you can make sense of it.

I don't agree with you when you say you feel alive when facing death.

Beware...

You asked me yesterday if I can forgive you.

What does forgiveness mean to you?

To me, it means letting go.

Letting go of the past, so it doesn't haunt me anymore.

Letting go...

... of you.

Thank you.

I'm doing this for myself.

Goodbye, Stephane.

Goodbye, Jean Louis.

Mrs Pernel...

Firstly, Alicia sends her greetings.

We are both very pleased to see you back at work at last.

Thank you, dear friend.

And that means goodbye.

May I ask a small question? My apologies for doing so.

Did you know Jean Louis has escaped from the hospital?

He's a wreck who needs to be looked after.

He's not just a wreck. - Thank you.

Come in.

You don't remember me.

I'm Greta's mother. - Of course I remember you.

I have a message for you.

Who could you possibly have a message from?

From Marius Loukauskis.

Yes, it's me.

I don't know what's happened to Pernel, she's no longer looking for Jean Louis.

She was behaving very strangely.

That thing you said last night... The two lines Jean Louis forgot...

I'm sorry, I should have told you it was a love poem.

No, I...

I don't know if it means anything but I found his name in it.

Look. Jean Louis...

In those two lines I found three J's, eight E's, four A's, two N's, two L's,

three O's, five U's, six I's and two S's.

All in all, the sum of his name is 35, which could be the encryption key.

We could also multiply the numbers or maybe it's just another stupid idea.

No... It could make sense.

And when I asked him about the encryption key for the file,

he started quoting this poem but he left out two important lines.

And now Natascha has found out that the letters of his first name

appear in these two left-out lines and we thought maybe it means something.

Could you check it? - I have to leave early today.

But if you text me the lines, I'll look at them tonight.

OK, I will. - Exactly as they are written.

With the various accents. My French is not so great.

I've left the address upstairs. - No worries. We'll get there in time.

I LOVED YOU SO MUCH, YOU WERE SO BEAUTIFUL. HOW CAN I EVER FORGET YOU?

It was in my pocket.

I'm so glad that you're doing this.

That we're doing this, of course.

He's an excellent psychiatrist. Harald's wife recommended him.

Fasten your seatbelt.

It's quitting time.

You were right, Janke had a surveillance camera installed.

It streamed images from the parking lot directly onto his computer.

People are so retarded...

They think they can delete their bad habits from their devices.

Hello? Can you hear me?

This is a really bad connection.

Hello, Dad? Where are you? New Orleans?

Lovely. Can I speak to Iris?

Is she asleep?

Mrs Gabler...

Excuse me, please.

What is it now? - We're sorry to disturb you again.

You told us about your phone call from Maria. That she called you mom.

Yes.

Why would you say that when you never spoke to her?

I'm sorry, what did you say?

You were overcome by fear, weren't you?

You thought Jackie Mueller had somehow obtained a recording of the conversation

and was going to play it to your wife. Isn't that right?

I'm arresting you for the attempted murder of Chief Superintendent Mueller.

I didn't speak to her at all?

Anything you say now may be used against you in court.

Roland...

What... What about me?

Roland? Roland, what did she say? Roland, what did she say?

What did she say?

Please...

Since that summer trip I don't know where my body starts and where it stops.

You know exactly which summer I'm talking about.

You let him...

You know who! Loukauskis!

After you went swimming in the lake he came to my room.

Have you got any idea how heavy Loukauskis is?

I could hear you on the terrace. You were smoking.

A cigarillo. You were so close.

I screamed and you didn't do anything. You sat there outside by the window.

Right by the window. You must have heard the bastard.

I was raped by that bastard! I was a child.

Hello... Dad... Dad...

We'd like to know what happened that morning.

The morning Jackie Mueller was shot.

I don't know why I suddenly thought that the police

may have been listening to the phone call.

I started to panic.

That Iris might find out. That I let Loukauskis do that to Maria.

We are dependent on Loukauskis.

Iris thinks we still have money from before but that's long gone.

Iris went jogging that morning.

She talked to her colleague about the phone call. From Maria.

And Sep and I had a bath... together.

With Bianca's fiancé? - Yes.

I don't know whose idea it was.

Sep and I talked about how it should look like a hold-up.

We weren't serious at first but the stupid boy took it seriously.

And he shot your colleague.

En garde? Ready?

Ready. - Go!

Stop!

Will you take care of Iris? There isn't as much money as she thinks.

Stop! Stop!

ROLAND TALKS TOO MUCH. RAPE CHARGE COMING. GET AWAY.

Stop!

Stop! Stop!

Take it easy...

We can go, it's here.

Marius!

Marius!

Loukauskis flew off in a helicopter a quarter of an hour ago.

Heading west.

Fuck!

Hey, where are you?

I'm on my way home. Are you still at work?

Yes, I took a couple of hours off earlier.

Alicia was right about those two lines in that poem being the encryption key.

So we've got access to Jean Louis's documents?

Yes.

It's bad, Harald.

Much worse than I thought.

If we can put Loukauskis away for this, the world will be a better place.

Yes.

Yes.