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Yes, she's on her way in. Keep me posted.

I know. ZERV may have been taken off the Trockland-Böttcher case,

but we're still on it!

Yes!

What? -I was robbed.

Because of Trockland? -They took all the photos except this one.

I'm getting close, Bodo.

Someone from the old ranks isn't pleased. -Karo, that's enough.

You can't keep using police resources to look for your father.

Reopen it!

The Axel Schubert case needs to be investigated.

And I need my files back.

Bodo, did you hear me?

If I hear you've made one more call... -You can't be serious.

...you can pack your things. -We know their methods.

Get out.

I never knew you were this spineless.

Out!

Hey.

Let's go big tonight, huh?

They took us off the case. Did you hear?

After all that work, all that stress...

After Frauke ends up in a wheelchair, they just close it.

And Thieme is powerless to act.

I just want to get out of here. Go somewhere...

To the end of the world, to the moon, to the Sauerland, anywhere!

I mean, what is this place?

It's a dead end. Just look at it!

But maybe we're on exactly the right track.

Yes.

My flat was broken into, turned upside down.

But nothing of value was taken.

Only the clues that lead to my father.

Everything on that is gone.

They're scared of us.

Good.

That takes some guts!

Ladies and gentlemen, who wants to sing next?

Karaoke comes to Berlin-Pankow!

Come on! -Fuck it.

You're among friends here.

Deep in the West

Where the sun collects dust

Things are better

Much better than people think

Deep in the West

Come on!

You are no beauty

Yes.

I have another idea.

Sometimes I walk down my street without looking

Sometimes I wish I had my rocking horse back

Sometimes I just can't find peace and quiet

Sometimes I close

all doors behind me

Sometimes I feel cold, sometimes hot

Sometimes I don't know what I know anymore

Sometimes I'm tired in the morning

And then I seek comfort in a song

You must cross seven bridges

Go through seven dark years

Seven times you will be ashes

But once, you will be the bright light

Sometimes the clock of life seems to stop

Sometimes you feel like you're just going in circles

Sometimes you're sick with wanderlust

Sometimes you sit on a bench in silence

Sometimes you reach for the whole world

Sometimes you feel your lucky star is falling

Sometimes you take when you should give

Sometimes you hate the thing you love

You must cross seven bridges

Go through seven dark years

Seven times you will be ashes

But once, you will be the bright light

I never would have guessed you were a Peter Maffay fan.

No, Karat, the original.

"Made in East Germany". -Of course.

All right, Simon. Spit it out.

You can trust a Schubert.

What's in Bremen?

Nothing.

No family?

What about love?

Well...

Have a safe trip to the moon, or the Sauerland.

But don't think I won't find you.

Bye.

Take care of yourself.

Wutzke, pick up! We had a deal.

I want my fucking commission!

Call me back!

Fuck!

Long day, huh?

Do you think I should pack it in?

Pack what in? The case?

No.

All of it.

You think too much. It's not healthy.

The Karo I know doesn't give up.

Which is one of the reasons I ended it. -Seriously?

I ended it! -No way.

I left you! -I think I'd know!

Mum? -Silvie's here!

Yes?

What are you doing here? -Don't you have anything to drink?

Good morning. -Here.

Has something happened? -Yes.

"Cowardly attack on head of child ser..." -"... stabbed by a young homeless woman"

They mean Bianca!

Mum! This is wrong!

They're tuning the victim into the perpetrator!

Bianca's gone! She ran away!

And you're worried for her? -Obviously!

I don't want her back on the streets or locked up again!

She can't handle it.

She committed a crime.

Are you serious? What if it'd been me?

Oh, don't play that card! -Yes!

Bibi defended me, now Herrich's the victim?

Many kids were treated poorly in these places...

"Treated poorly"? -Just listen to me!

If we can find more of Herrich's victims, we could build a case

to prove his guilt and maybe keep Bianca out of court entirely.

But... how will we find them? -I have an idea.

I'll just get dressed and we'll go, okay? Wait downstairs.

I'll sort it!

I can help... -No, you do so much already.

Let me do something for once.

What?

It's just nice, the two of you together like that... It's nice.

Oh Andi, you're a romantic!

Morning! -Hi.

Was it open? -Yep.

You should be more careful, Mum.

So, it's all signed and needs to go out via interoffice mail today.

Ms Schubert.

Is Mr Simon here? -He's sick. Can I help?

Maybe...

It's about the assault claims against Herrich, the new head of child services.

The accused was at the youth workhouse when Herrich worked as a supervisor.

There are indications that he abused Bianca Fischer.

And many others. -I see.

You want a lesser charge? -Yes.

If we're lucky, Bianca will get off with a suspended sentence.

But more importantly, Herrich will never work with youths again.

If you can prove it. -Precisely why we need more victims.

To confirm Ms Fischer's claims. -And take Herrich to court.

I'll look into it, okay? -I want to help.

I'm not going to leave it up to... randomers.

Better safe than sorry.

Let's get started, then. Ms Schubert.

Good luck.

Looking good, right?

Okay, nose?

A little bit narrower. -Next one?

So, this one? -Yes, perfect.

No!

Okay, okay, the other one.

That's good. -This one? Yeah?

What do you think?

Okay, thanks colleagues. That's all for now.

Thank you.

Hey. -They broke into your place?

That was a real whopper. -Don't even start.

What are you doing now?

Want to come to my place? We could make a sundae and watch "You Bet!"

That sounds good. But if I give up now, they win.

What do you think? -You think Böttcher's killer was a woman??

Anything's possible, right?

Sure. We've seen enough professional female killers.

Ingo's seeing someone else. -The Hanover property shark?

His wife.

Shit...

But it wasn't serious, right? You made up Max and Moritz!

It wasn't serious at first, but now...

Men. They're all the same. -Yeah.

And your Simon?

I'm going to get him. We need to question Gärster again.

I understand it's hard to talk about.

But he has to pay for what he did.

Yes, but...

Together, we can take Herrich to court.

Hello?

Damn...

Thank you.

Nothing. -You?

They think no one will like them if they tell the truth.

We have to change tack. -Greetings from the archives.

More victims. -Thank you.

We need to go talk to them in person.

Come on!

ZERV, Kronen speaking.

This is it.

We tried... -I said no!

Hi, Bündner from ZERV. -Not interested.

It's just a few questions. Wait!

I just want to talk to you!

I think that's her.

Hi, we're here about the workhouses...

Piss off! I don't talk to the state.

I'm Holger Bündner from ZERV. I called earlier and...

You're Andre, right? -Leave me alone.

I just want to ask some questions.

Here.

Hello.

Hi, I'm from ZERV. -I already said, I'm not interested.

They don't trust us. -You can't blame them.

What now?

We keep trying. Come on.

That's odd. Today's Tuesday, right? -Yes.

Hello?

Mr Gärster?

Hello?

Back again? You should just move in. -We have a few more questions.

Böttcher's killer may be a woman.

Any ideas? -No.

Where are all your workers?

They have the day off. It's Republic Day of former East Germany.

You're scared, Mr Gärster. -Me?

Yes. -Scared?

I'm not scared. -Are you being threatened?

We can help you. -You? Help me?

The blind helping the one-eyed man?

Just like you helped Reiko.

Just like they helped your dad. -What do you mean?

Well, in '86. -'867

'867? -'86.

You saw it yourself in the photos.

Leipzig, the Western car...

Dear Daddy had a nice wad of cash stashed away.

And when they found out,

he pulled big stunt to try to get away.

But they all went after him.

And they got him.

He was killed? By who?

To your dad.

Talk to me! -Fat chance.

Mr Gärster! Come back!

Fucking talk to me, damn it!

Talk! Why did you tell me that? -Hey, Bert!

Get Ernie under control! -Talk to me!

Come here and talk to me! Get off! -He wants a reaction...

Get back here and talk to me! You stupid arsehole!

Dad's dead.

A former CoCo colleague told me.

They ousted him...

and killed him.

Apparently he embezzled funds.

Why would he have done that?

You with your little house.

One Western record smuggled out of Kantstraße each year.

He was happy...

Right?

I always thought

that time heals all wounds.

But, you know,

in your father's case...

the questions never end.

What's this guy doing here? -This is Holger from ZERV.

He's helping us find other youth workhouse victims.

It's our only hope of getting this guy.

Unless you'd be willing to... -No, I'm not doing it.

Do you have anyone? -We found some.

But no one will talk to us. -Not even Rainer.

I'm not surprised.

Sorry, it's really hard for her. -No, she's right.

No one wants to talk to me.

With you, though...

What do you mean? -I'm the state, you're one of them.

Tell them about Bianca.

And that you can only fight this together.

Hi, Silvie. Do you have a moment?

I have to check on Bianca. Is it important?

No, everything's fine.

Thanks for looking after her. -Sure.

Do you need a lift? -That would be great.

Silvia's very driven. She'd make a great police officer.

I doubt she would agree. -With you as a role model?

Am I?

Honestly, what are our chances? -I don't want to burst her bubble.

But there's no way we'll get Herrich in court.

No evidence? -Even witness statements are useless.

Herrich is already going to trial... Just not as the accused.

You want to hijack the trial?

Do you know the judge or prosecutor?

The judge is Jochen Uhlig. The prosecutor is Sabine Fuchs.

Hop in.

Come here you wankers!

Come here, you wankers...

This is all taking far too long. -Hey, Sabine!

Is Ulli still making your sandwiches? -You don't know? He died.

Leukaemia, year before last. -Shit...

My sandwiches can't compare to his. -Oh God, I'm so sorry.

What about you and Andi? -Long over.

New-found freedom! -With all the old problems.

But we're not the only ones. -So, what's up?

I need a favour in your next trial.

The stabbing of the youth worker?

What do you know about the defendant?

Difficult upbringing, spent time on the streets.

She clearly dealt with a lot and had to grow up fast.

Sometimes young people get lost, but it doesn't excuse it.

You agree, right? -Yes, Sabine, completely.

But we're gathering more witnesses.

For the knife attack? -No.

For something much bigger.

Frauke?

Our virtuous State Secretary Bohr... I know all about him.

What do you mean? -His previous career.

He was manager for MDD in Munich. -The arms company.

Exactly.

Helicopters, complex weaponry... He climbed the ladder fast.

He even had dealings with an old friend of ours...

Wutzke.

That would be crazy. If our very own...

If our very own employer is involved in illegal arms deals...

That would be madness! -It's all in there.

Wutzke, you said? -Yes.

Wutzke? -Yes!

Peter.

Yes, yes, yes, yes...

Hans, those Stasi codenames Schubert found,

"Red Riding Hood", "Wolf"...

and "Goldmouth", do you remember?

What do you see?

Allow me to help.

Wutzke, Wutzke, Wutzke, Wutzke. Four photos.

We know he was West German Federal Intelligence.

Which means? He's "Red Riding Hood". Do you follow?

Gärster, we know he is "Wolf".

So who's this? And this?

And this? You know him. He was here.

He sat over there.

Bohr.

And if that's Bohr, which it is,

then he's "Goldmouth".

Good work. -Thanks.

Have you lost the plot entirely?

Do you know what's happening outside this office?

The defence minister himself is under massive fire

because of arms deliveries to Turkey and Israel.

There's a committee of enquiry.

Not now!

"Hardthöhe's political leadership has failed.

Ministry of Defence members have been able to work

in silent complicity however they please."

And NPA equipment has been sold to 26 nations, including hostile states.

Please read the paper, Hans, it's all on the table!

If we don't do something now, we're screwed!

You read the paper: "Central incompetence".

Someone's taking shots at us, Peter..

Oh, who cares, it's sensationalist. -Who cares?

I'd rather focus on keeping our jobs and not ending up on the street

like thousands of others right now.

That's totally different! We're not the Treuhand.

No one's getting fired. We're a police unit.

We implement law and order. It's completely different!

You're telling me?

If we reopen this case on our own and start looking into our own employer,

I'm going to need more than photos and interpretations!

I need solid evidence! Otherwise we can pack our bags tomorrow,

and they'll shut up shop behind us!

Maybe that would be best.

So you've changed your mind?

Maybe.

The big boys don't want to play with you anymore.

And now you need the childminders to step in, is that it?

Or maybe I'm here to clean up your mess?

Well, we know you're good at that.

Your time at CoCo proved your talent for...

cleaning up.

We could take you in as a key witness.

Why not?

But... you know how it is.

First, you need to give me something.

Or someone.

The one right at the top.

It's Bohr, right?

Good.

I want it in writing. -Absolutely.

Arsehole.

Thanks. Keep the change.

Hey. -Are you well?

Yes, thanks. You?

Someone's taking shots at you, huh? -Yes.

I'd say that's a sure sign we're getting ever closer to the truth.

So, what was so urgent?

Gärster's in!

It's weird, no? How they're always one step ahead, every single time.

Now I know who tips them off. -Who?

Our friend from Bonn, Bohr. -No!

Yes!

From the Ministry of Defence? -Yes.

And tomorrow he's at a conference all day.

We're giving Gärster a recording device. -Why not a wire?

Too expensive.

You don't have permission, do you?

Thieme won't reopen the case without evidence.

And we will get him that evidence tomorrow.

You and me. I mean, who if not us, Schubert?

Tomorrow is bad. I've got the court hearing.

You'll have to manage on your own.

Right.

Then, I'll let you know how it goes.

Good luck to you both, Schubert. -Thanks, you too.

Thanks.

So, is she okay? -Yeah, she'll be fine.

And? -We don't have the first five.

But Rainer wants to help Bianca. He's thinking about it.

How long for? The trial's starting!

They're scared and ashamed! Thanks to the Herrichs of the world.

If Rainer doesn't show, and the others don't testify, it's over.

You did your best, okay? Now we need to be there for Bianca.

...for a delinquent. -Leave me alone!

Hey, move! Move!

That's enough!

The offence is thus one of grievous bodily harm

under section 224 (1) No. 2 of the Criminal Code,

There is no apparent justification.

Thank you.

Ms Fischer?

Pursuant to Section 243 (5) of the Code of Criminal Procedure

you, the accused, are free to comment on the charges

or to remain silent.

Ms Fischer?

Very well.

243 (5).

Mr Herrich, would you like to speak?

My client has already made his official statement.

He has nothing to add. -Good.

In that case, the evidence hearing is cl...

One more thing, Your Honour.

I'd like to call a witness from the list. -Wait a moment.

Can I ask why it was not considered necessary

to provide us with this list in advance?

Prosecution has new evidence

that the injured party and joint plaintiff Herrich

physically abused the accused in the past.

And that these traumatic experiences

continue to have an impact on the accused today.

It can therefore not be ruled out that when the accused met Mr Herrich

on the day of the crime, she still felt subjectively under threat.

An overall assessment must therefore be carried out

to determine if a lesser charge applies

under Paragraph 224 (1) of the Alternative 2 Criminal Code.

Wait a minute... -Your Honour.

Surely this process is not admissible... -Your Honour.

We are duty bound to investigate all relevant aspects.

Yes. She's right.

I therefore call witness Rainer Muller. -He's actually letting him speak!

Your Honour, the witness is not present. -Right.

I hereby close the evidence hearing and ask Ms Fuchs

to present her concluding statements.

Madam Prosecutor?

Hey, look.

New witnesses. -Madam Prosecutor!

T he witness Muller has arrived. -The hearing is closed!

Please bring the witness in.

So, we know each other from way back, the youth workhouses.

Mr Herrich was a supervisor there at the time?

He gave us drills until we dropped, every day.

Whoever gave up got no food...

and was put in the detention cell.

Bianca was often in there.

I mean, the accused in this case.

This can't be happening. Do something!

We have to hear the witnesses. -We had to march.

"The good comrade supports a developed, socialist society

through dutiful, untiring commitment. Sir!"

We were rewarded for good behaviour with boot camp.

I call the witness Sigrid Heinlein.

Then there were the exercises...

Have you heard of the duck walk?

Walking in a squat like this? Always up and down the stairs.

Herrich liked the number 100.

I call the witness Achim Kranz.

If one person caved, we all had to do it again.

He hated “lazy pigs...

And Theo was one of those.

I call the witness André Schneider.

Yeah, Theo...

He survived. Barely though.

And this "Theo" was in your house? With Mr Herrich?

Yes, Theo was a delinquent, so to speak.

He never wanted to be part of our collective.

Herrich made us get him back on track. -"Lack of commitment".

He watched it all. -"Asocial behaviour".

He expected us to sort it all out ourselves

and to punish each other. -It was like being in a pressure cooker.

At some point, it needs a release.

Have you ever spent three days in a cell with no bed?

No heating, no windows?

Sometimes I managed to get a cigarette.

A five-minute nicotine high, free and asocial...

Once I was standing

by the door in a sort of porch

and I heard steps so I peered in, thinking they could smell it.

But no... It was Herrich...

He disappeared into the toilets with Bianca.

Bianca said nothing afterwards, but you could tell...

Something really weird was going on there.

It's incredibly important

that your stories are made public.

By talking today, you're doing us a great service.

Why are we actually here?

I thought this trial was about me being attacked.

But, fine.

Fine.

I'm a youth worker.

I was in charge of them all.

They would have been left to rot if it weren't for me.

Aggressive.

Unruly.

No future. -Bullshit!

See what I mean?

If I hadn't stepped in.

They needed discipline.

Clear boundaries and structure.

And I gave them that. That was my job!

They had to learn what it means to be part of the collective.

You can't run from it.

They were all a mess.

Him, her...

Those two...

And when I threatened them with punishment, I had to see it through.

Otherwise they would have run circles around me.

"Physical fitness"?

I'm a P.E. instructor! It did them good!

They wouldn't be sitting here today otherwise!

And you...

I liked you.

And you tried to kill me.

This trial is about the fact that I was attacked.

Who helped me?

No further questions. Thank you.

Excuse me. -Yes?

May I? -You have something to add?

Yes. -Go ahead.

It's true.

Everything the others said.

Herrich abused us, verbally and physically.

He would come and get me at night, take me upstairs,

his hand to my throat.

Once upstairs, he'd lock the door...

Sometimes in the day too, if the others were outside.

Whenever I hear a door slam shut, I think of him.

I didn't do anything.

I never fought, never said anything...

I started believing I deserved it.

I deserved it, because...

because I'm a liar.

Because I'm bad and unruly.

"Rotten inside", he said.

If I talked about it, if it came out, no one would like me.

But now I know that's not true.

Mr Herrich, wait!

Will you be resigning? -Stop!

How do you sleep at night? -Have some dignity.

What about the dignity of the victims? -Wait!

Take some photos! -We still have questions!

Good, huh?

Here we go.

Where are the others? -We're keeping it small.

What's this? -You press these two buttons, okay?

Before you go in to Bohr, got it?

Even the comrades in the Stasi were in the next millennium!

My written assurance?

In progress. -What do you mean "in progress"?

We had a deal!

Fine, I'm out. -Sometimes you don't get 100 percent.

Sometimes not even 70 percent.

Sometimes you just get something, and that's a start, Mr Gärster.

We've all risked a lot, now we need your help, Mr Gärster.

Please.

Hi, your records?

Over there.

Need a recommendation?

"Grunge", the new sound from Seattle?

I'd like to give this a listen. -Sure, as you wish.

Whoa, this...

This is the craziest thing I've ever heard.

What a wild sound. "Cyprus Hill".

Maybe hip hop will really catch on.

Last year, it was all just Vanilla Ice.

This one? -Yep.

Great album. -Yeah, it was my dad's favourite.

He used to shop here. -Who, this guy?

Yes. -Yes, I know him. He's a regular.

He's got good taste.

Sadly he died in '86.

Him? -Yes.

Alexander von... something.

He still places postal orders. -You must be mistaken.

No...

Here. Alexander von Ebbinghausen.

We're sending this out tomorrow.

Are you joking? -No.

Look...

Alexander von Ebbinghausen, P.O. Box in Wolfsburg.

ALEXANDER VON EBBINGHAUSEN P.O. BOX W3180 WOLFSBURG 2

Subtitles: Samson & Fritaud Text, Berlin