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[De Kinett'n wo i schlof
by Wolfgang Ambros starts playing.]

♫ When the night ends
and it starts to dawn, ♫

♫ and the first rays of sun
drove the darkness away, ♫

♫ then I wake up
in the cunette where I sleep. ♫

♫ the Tschuschens are coming, so I've got to
sneak out or they'll bother me. ♫

♫ So I get up and clean myself
of muck as good as I can. ♫

♫ So I get up. ♫

♫ In the cunette
where I sleep. ♫

♫ So I get up. ♫

"For ten days
I didn't shave or wash!"

It's the middle of the day!
Stop acting stupid!

So someone lives
here, after all!

"... I drink it for breakfast,
then I beg for a cigarette!"

What is
this shit!

"And for
a schilling!"

Are you alright today?

Work?

No, ...

hobby.

♫ I'm the only one
who faces them. ♫

♫ I pull myself up and
close my eyes at the first step. ♫

♫ I close my eyes. ♫

Pagan Peak
[The Pass]

Thank you.

♫ It doesn't matter
if I work or not. ♫

♫ For the thin monastery soup
it's enough to say a prayer. ♫

♫ Leave me in peace. ♫

♫ Today my cunette
was flooded. ♫

♫ Leave me in peace ... ♫

Ressler believes the mask fits
with our type of culprit.

In his opinion,
the murderer is a sadist.

One who relishes when
his victims fear him.

Like Krampus, he wants
to inspire angst and fear.

Thomas?

We showed the drawing
to an expert.

Masks for sale are
more elaborately carved,

so this one may've been
made by the culprit.

Maybe of wood,

with billy
goat horns.

Horsehair is exactly the same
as the one from the first body.

Hand-picked and
protected from knotting.

Tied with a thread
made of animal gut.

Fits with the fibers
from the bed: animal hair.

From a yak,
used for costumes.

Ressler insists it's very likely
the killer comes from this region

and takes inspiration from
the Krampus tradition.

The Advent
is close,

soon they'll show
up everywhere.

Most of you
know it already,

Krampuses always show up
in "Passes", their groups

and while Saint Nicholas and angels
reward good children,

the Krampuses punish
the bad and the naughty,

locking them up in
a pannier or beating them.

They used to scare
me with them.

The bad have
reasons to be afraid.

Krampuses originate from
the wild man myth,

a pagan tradition of
the man of the forest.

Outside of the community
and away from its norms.

From time to time,

they'd come out
of the wilderness

to punish the men
for their sins.

That's the link
with Brunner.

He claims to be a chosen one,
the king of the forest,

and wants to be worshiped
for his unique connection with nature.

Brunner writes online
as "Cernunnos",

looking for new members
of his sect

and publishes
spiritual messages ...

that mention
the red season.

Okay.

Those of you
not working on Brunner

check every single "Pass",
in Bavaria and in Austria.

All mask-makers,
all fur salesmen.

Thomas gives you a list
who goes where.

Ask about peculiarities
which fit our culprit profile.

The rest, gather all the info
on Brunner there is.

Talk to his ex-wives,
relatives, acquaintances.

Anything can
be important.

Good luck.

Can I show something?

I checked the list of the missing
over the past six months.

All of them
are here.

Read the testimony
of the sister.

No way.

She's been lost
for three months.

If she's really the next victim,
why haven't we found her yet?

The killer wants attention,
he'd leave her somewhere.

He's showing off,
getting bolder with every murder.

We found Stojan
after 3 weeks.

Maybe he killed her long ago,
but the body's still hidden.

Forest King, Krampus.

Your villagers are
really screwed-up.

People here have a
strong connection to nature.

I've been raised
so myself.

Nature gives me the feeling that
everything's in the right place.

That everything
makes sense.

Once, I read something very
interesting about nature.

About the Arctic
and polar bears.

When a mother gives birth,
she must take the cub to safety,

otherwise his own father
just eats him alive,

because cubs
are delicious.

This, perhaps, also
makes its own sense.

[Mia sen ned nua mia
by Dreiviertelblut starts playing.]

Hello.
I'm Ellie Stocker.

When dad died,

she didn't believe
he wouldn't come back.

She went to the forest
and climbed the tallest tree.

She wanted to reach
the heaven and join dad.

Then she started taking
whatever she could.

I don't know what.

She was sober only
at the breakfast.

Good idea.

Mom found
another way out.

She switched off and
lets herself be fed.

Good that you look
after her.

She doesn't
recognize me.

A nurse was
too expensive.

Mrs. Baumgartner,

you testified your sister
had disappeared before

to meet with a man
from the forest.

No idea,
I've never seen him.

But Louise suddenly quit
booze and drugs.

Last time, she told me
about a guy living in a forest,

closer to the nature
and stuff.

He promised her
a better life.

Take
a look around.

Who wouldn't run away
from this place, right?

I got married at 18.
To get away from all this shit.

Now I spend two hours everyday,
crossing the border.

Going back
to my children.

How many kids
do you have?

Two.

How old?

Both are seven.

Twins.

They go to the
same class.

Did anyone from your family
see this man?

Your colleagues have
asked me already.

Mum, maybe.

But she won't
say anything.

Do you recognize anyone
from the photo?

Mum?

Mrs. Baumgartner,

do you know any
of these men?

Was any of them here,
paying a visit?

Police!

Where is he?

Mr. Brunner, we have
a search warrant

issued by Traunstein court,
allowing us to search this property.

Do you know
this woman?

Hey,

I won't
hurt you.

See?

I'm as short
as you are.

You are accused of unlawful detention
of Louise Baumgartner.

As an accused, you have the right
to refuse statements

and see your lawyer
at any time.

Here.

Where are you going? Hey!

Mrs. Baumgartner?

Mrs. Baumgartner, everything's alright,
we're the police, we'll help you.

You are safe.

Go away!

Get out of here!

Go to hell!

- Hi
- Hi.

Are you okay?

Yes.

Need a short
rest?

No.

It's alright.

He said I'm too
old for a transfiguration,

but that he still
would try.

He said I'm stronger
than the rest.

And I am.

You see only one thing:

Punishment,

humiliation.

We see the opposite
in imprisonment:

a complete liberation.

Time stands still.

You stop thinking.

You wish for
the door to open.

You long for this moment
so much,

that when it finally comes ...

you are delighted.

He had a rod
back there,

but I'm not
afraid of it.

To you, a whip is
a weapon of violence.

To us, flogging has
a cleansing effect.

With every hit, you feel all that
shit breaking off from you.

All the nonsense you
were once taught.

All the lies.

Afterward, one feels ...
liberated.

Which one
of them?

The flogger
or the flogged?

The one who
wants to be cleansed.

But it all happens
under pressure.

Of course, it feels
good to help.

I always feel good.

Because I'm free.

Free from all your social
rules and constraints.

I was being forced
my whole life:

school,

helping
at the farm,

some men.

With him,
it's my choice.

My people believe me.

Because they know
I'm right.

They know I'm
their only hope.

It felt right.

I, and nobody
forces me.

Do your methods
follow a scheme

or do you react
spontaneously?

Did it feel alright to
leave you family behind?

Your sister,

and your mother?

He is now
my family!

Do you ever
suddenly feel

the need to punish harder,
intensify the methods?

I understand now.

We scare you.

So you'd like to jail me.
Right, inspector?

What?

Take a look
at yourself.

You're unable to free
your spirit from your body,

Your obviously
tortured spirit.

What bothers you
so much, inspector?

At the moment,
only you.

Mr. Brunner, in your blog
you write,

that the nature will sweep away
our society with its unbridled force

in a single
moment.

You talk about
a raging river.

You also
write that

the unworthy members of society
will be eliminated by the nature.

Describe this process
to me.

Can it be you who eliminates
all those people?

I really don't know what sick things
you're trying to frame me for

but you have nothing,
completely nothing

to press charges
against me.

Mr. Brunner, Al Capone.
Rings a bell?

He commited every single
sin imaginable

but they couldn't
prove anything.

Eventually,

they got him
for tax evasion.

But yeah,
you're right.

The life
sucks ass.

All these rules,
laws, regulations ...

The Internet.

Globalization.

You start longing

for a silence
of the forest.

For a life in harmony
with nature.

An answer

to all questions.

I understand why people
gravitate to you.

So you say we can't prove
you're just a remorseless sadist,

unscrupulous,
power-hungry,

deceiver who claims to know
how people should live.

This is not
punishable.

Silly enough, two girls from
your forest school

were underage when
you got them pregnant.

I don't know
anything about that.

We don't care about
such details ...

Details or not,
we do care.

I'll put the forest king
in jail

for statutory rape.

And you know
what that means.

Those with such a sentence
are in a really bad situation.

But it's nothing.

Flogging as
a cleansing?

You'll be clean
like an angel.

The plant is stronger
than any wall.

It'll always find
the light.

Didn't you
hear me?

When did you last
see the light, inspector?

Hey, I'm talking to you!

She says nothing.
Or knows nothing.

Still, she let
herself be imprisoned.

For her, Brunner’s philosophy
is a door to a better world.

She won't say
anything against him.

We turned the farm upside down
but found nothing.

He's not the culprit.

What?

Brunner isn't the killer,
but he'll get jailed.

It was worth it.

I'm going home.
It's late and I'm exhausted.

Winter and I have different
approaches to the issue,

but in this case
he's right.

Yes, Brunner is a sadist,
a narcissist,

but he gathers people
he can dominate,

abuse sexually,
punish corporally.

He doesn't need to kill anyone
to act out his fantasies.

I'll write a
detailed analysis

and send it it to you
tomorrow, OK?

Goodbye, good night.

Alright.

Winter is no team player,
only Stadlober can talk to him.

No, I believe
in him.

Before his transfer to Salzburg,
he was investigated.

It seems he leaked
information on organized crime.

Gossip.
I don't care about it.

Do you remember
Breitensee?

It was
his case.

Maybe he's mean at times,
but I believe he's a good cop.

Okay.

Thanks for
the lift.

Good night.

Night.

Hi.

What's wrong?

You've never believed
that Brunner is our killer.

You should've
told me that.

Actually, we could
have a chat sometime.

Well, I don't know.

But I do.

We're working together on a case,
we should speak.

We could have a dinner or a drink.
Colleagues do those things.

Choose a day.

Okay.

Great.

As for
Brunner,

he may not be
our killer

but maybe
he inspired the man?

Maybe it's someone
from his sect.

Ressler will check
them again

but at first glance,
none fits the profile.

However, there's
still another possibility.

For 3 years, Brunner has blogged
about the fall of the society.

About the sins of the powerful
who'll be punished one day.

This blog is a local phenomenon.
Sven Rieger checked it out.

Most of his readers
are locals.

Maybe our killer is
one of them?

No, I doubt it, no.

Yes, I understand.

Thank you, Mr. Birkner,
you too.

No deals with criminals,
no exceptions.

Brunner won't cooperate,
if we don't soften the sentence.

We need Brunner
if we want to contact the killer.

He's intelligent, he'll
see through us immediately.

Blog entries are personal,
they sound unique.

Do we have to try writing
something ourselves?

The risk
is too high.

Try looking at this
from another side.

Finding another
solution.

Our team interviewed
hundreds of people,

try checking out again
the Passes.

Brunner's blog is
our best chance.

And time
is running out!

The killer reading the blog
is just an assumption.

And I cannot force
the prosecutor to accept it.

One more
thing.

Have you seen
this already?

Impossible.

Where from?

Someone's
leaking information.

"Krampus killer".

Not bad.
I like it.

See you!

Guys,
listen up!

We must start
all over again.

Brunner is not the one we're looking for,
the track was false, sorry.

As for this:

I don't want to know who
leaked the info to the press,

but I want
this to stop.

And if someone thinks
he deserves more than he earns,

he won't lose
much by leaving.

Okay,

let's continue,
we've got much to do.

Mr. Turek?

I'd leave now.

Yes. Alright.

And you?

I still have things to do.

Goodnight.

You too.

[Blut by Yukno
starts playing.]

♫ The hunt is over,
I count to three. ♫

♫ Aim for my heart,
then fill me with lead. ♫

♫ Hold your breath,
look over the barrel. ♫

♫ A cry from the depths
comes up softly. ♫

I brought you
something.

The pictures are
really awesome.

The mountains.

Did you hear about
the magical Ramsau forest?

It's in Bavaria.
We must go there together.

That is, someday,
if you want.

Look.
May I?

I wrote something here.
See?

Look. In the Alps, there are
some beautiful places.

When I feel bad,

I go to the mountains,
away from city noise and people.

It's really
better there.

Say someting
about yourself, Severin.

If Mr. Ansbach does not mind.

Sure, good idea.

What do you do,
in your free time, Sevi?

I have a video game.

There's also
a forest there.

If you climb a tree,

it starts moving and a fat
dragon comes out of it.

What a dangerous forest.

In the real one,
nothing like this happens.

It's peaceful.

Other than that,
what do you do?

Videos, YouTube,
and we send ourselves clips.

I'm in a
chat group.

Interesting.

Come on,
eat up.

I'm sorry that
we meet so rarely.

But your dad
has a lot of work.

I can't tell you much
the work is very secret.

Only the best can face the challenging
demands of our tasks.

And need perseverance
and discipline.

Out there, there are
many fat dragons

which you need
to destroy.

It's not enough to speak,
you need to act.

And you need to be able
to bear a lot.

Aren't you Joy?

Yes, it's me!

- Can I have a photo?
- Sure, sure!

Super!

We can't go
anywhere with you.

When you're older,
you'll understand

how important sacrifices are,
when you make them for a higher purpose.

There's a free Wi-Fi,
"Coffee House".

The most
important thing

is to have a purpose
worth fighting for.

Your dad fights
for a better world.

I'm sorry but
we have to go.

Say goodbye
to your dad.

Goodbye, Sevi.

- See you.
- See you.

Sevi, your book!

"Hi, girls, it's
me again, your Joy."

"Today's video is something new
that you've been waiting for a long time."

"It's my
morning routine."

"So let's start!"

"Have fun!"

"First my hair."

"Nobody likes
greasy hair."

"But too much hairspray or washing
is also a bad thing."

- Hi, baby!
- Hello!

- How are you?
- Great, and you?

Really great,
thanks!

Hannah says you've
met someone.

You all
know already?

Sure, so
say more!

His name is Rafi,
he's really cute.

But we'll see
how far it goes.

It's also important to use
this bronzing powder.

Don't forget to put it on
the neck, it's very important.

He spoke to me after
seeing my glacier party post.

He finds my smile
totally awesome.

He told me a bit
about his family.

They are in the fishing business,
and they have their own hotel chain.

In short,
he's mega-rich.

But they're
not crazy.

He invited me
to his boat,

I don't even know what happens
there, but I can't wait!

Babe, that sounds great!
Call later and tell me.

- Sure!
- Have fun, then.

- See you!
- See you!

- Kisses!
- Ciao!

Hello, I'm Fölklein.

Styrian Forest Inspection,
Lake Protection.

Hello, I'm Fölklein.

Styrian Forest Inspection,
Lake Protection.

Hello, I'm Fölklein.

Styrian Forest Inspection,
Lake Protection.

7 am - car,
8 am - boat.

Hello.

I'm Fölklein.

Styrian Forest Inspection,
Lake Protection.

You know this is a
protected area?

Half of the lake belongs to my grandfather.
I'm Conrad.

Yeah? Cornelius Conrad
is your grandfather?

So you're
Rafael Conrad?

Yes, and?

I'd need to come aboard
and check the license plate.

I don't need any plate,
I sail where I want.

I worked for
your grandfather.

What?

About 12 years ago.

Hotel on Lake Fuschl.

I've been there but
I don't remember you.

I was 20 kilos
bigger than now.

Not my fault.

Gisi with her pies
was to blame.

That Sacher Cake, my God!

Tell me, wasn't she your
grandfather's sister?

Yes, Aunt Gisi.

I felt
so sorry.

To die
so young.

Breast cancer,
right?

Shitty disease.

You know what,

I'll check the plate
quickly,

report back, and you
can do what want.

He squatted like
a pro.

Sure. I got him skiing
when he was three.

You're such
a demanding father?

What?
No, never!

A bit,
maybe.

Look, he won
the race.

Wow, gold medal.
Not bad.

A family holiday
in South Tyrol.

Good memories.

Back then, everything was different.
And never since.

And with you?

My dad bought us
this house.

He really wanted to
be a grandfather.

And three months later,
Rolf left me.

And thank God.

Yes?

What?

35, Graz,
Styria here.

So far, no trace
of the missing.

Colleagues from
Styria called.

The body on the boat
belongs to Rafael Conrad.

19 years old,
from a very rich family.

Stab wounds come from
a double-edged blade.

Had any company?

No, but there's no track
of the second person.

Who is she?

Lipstick, clothes
and so on.

Audience:
15 to 25-year-olds.

She brushes her teeth and
millions watch.

- Ellie?
- I see.

Call from Graz. She left
with him in the morning.

Neither family nor friends
know where she is.

I want a map of the lake
and its surroundings.

Tell the local police to
look for off-roads and pickups.

Okay. I'll take care
of the missing person photos.

Emergency here.
How can I help?

Emergency.
How can I help?

Excuse me, who is there
and were are you calling from?

Who are you talking about?

Who's hanging there?

I'm looking but
there are only selfies.

Oh shit.

Here, here,
and here.

He could park by the lake
in three places.

And the road from here
leads directly to the forest.

Are you listening?

The prosecutor agreed
to the deal.

We should use Brunner
like a bait.

SOCIAL MEDIA STAR
FOUND HANGED

S-s-sorry.

I ...

I fell here ...

I work in a hotel,

can't return
dirty.

Boss will
berate me.

Never mind.

Take your time.

Need soap?

No, thanks.

It's alright.
Thank you.

Be careful.

The boss said
not to

put the trash
at the door.

A wolf
is around.

Wild wolf.

It lures him.

Wolf?

Here?

Okay.

Thank you.

My pleasure.
Do you live here?

Yes, well ...

I ... work here.

I write.

You write?

I love books.

Thanks again.

Goodbye.