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(Rattling under the hood)

(Motor slows down)

[Distant scream]

[Loud cry]

(Ominous music)

Kai! Are you all right?

Come here.

[August groans]

[Rattles]

(drone swells)

Kai?

Kai!

Kai!

Kai?

Kai!

Kai!

(gun clicks)

(gun clicks)

What doesn't kill you immediately, heals quickly when you drink blood.

I cleaned the gun. You can kill yourself now if you want.

Then the truth dies with you.

Or you take responsibility for what you have done.

You have destroyed a lot of lives.

Now you have the chance, to save some.

The bodies alone are not enough. There are no traces.

Everything they have so far points to Father and Powder Paul.

This other family, the carpenter and his father,

They won't stop killing.

You can help me, find out who they are!

We will finish what you have started. Together!

That's what you wanted!

This book with the rules... Do you have one here?

(Intro music)

(door opens)

Where is the letter?

Watch out outside, that nobody gets in.

Where is he?

What are you doing? Why didn't you the letter back?

What if he's real? -This is just a joke.

You can't take a joke. Since I I've been here, no one has disappeared.

But if you don't do what I say, you soon will.

Do you all like it too much here, to see that something is wrong?

If you don't like it, you are welcome to leave.

Give me the letter back.

I want to find out what happened to Katia. happened. -Don't give me that shit.

You won't "find out" anything.

Because of you we'll all be kicked out of here.

Do you want to mess with me?

You are right.

I like it here. And you won't not ruin it for me.

[Groans]

(This needs to be sewn.

I know.

I can do that.

Don't worry, I...

I've drunk enough blood.

Have you read it yet?

"The sign of the blossom, is emblazoned on every pole..."

This marks the territory of a Great Hunter.

"Purity is the king, Highness has the strong blood."

The carpenter's father, is a great hunter?

Exactly. But I never never found out who it was.

In Krewlow in 1947, two murder victims two murder victims washed ashore.

Our father was allegedly 22 at the time and was under suspicion.

But it was never cleared up.

There was also a second suspect.

But nobody knows who it is.

There are no records, as if the tracks had been covered.

I asked our father about the second suspect

and for the first time...

...saw fear in his eyes.

The second suspect from '47 is the Great Hunter.

"Exalted beyond all doubt, is the power of the purest,

Every fire smolders threateningly, before it ignites,"

"When the flames reach him, he falls from his throne."

He has to put out the fire.

Otherwise he will lose his status as a Great Hunter.

And the fire...

...are you and me.

How do you want to continue now?

with the search for the carpenter and his father?

(What about August Conrady?

I've seen him twice and he ran off both times.

You hit him back then, He was in hospital for four months.

But there were no consequences.

August has three older brothers. Anyone could be the carpenter.

His father is dead.

How do you know that?

I saw his grave.

Hm. I've also seen your grave.

When do you need blood again?

I can manage.

What are you going to do now?

I'm going to Marek Gorski.

I'm sure he told the carpenter where we wanted to go.

And August Conrady. I'll talk to him too.

One rule is that you cannot separate the rules must not be separated from the book.

You certainly can't not build a mountain out of corpses.

(dial tone)

This is the mailbox of Adrian Demko. Leave a message.

Hi, Adrian. Tell me, has Marek turned up in the meantime?

[Sighs]

(glass shatters)

[Scream]

[Painful groan]

Come here. Come.

Leave me alone!

I... I just want to help you, Adrian.

(babbling) Nobody helped me for 20 years.

You don't need to start now. -Where is Marek?

I don't know where the bastard is. [I've pissed myself.

Come on, Adrian. Hey...

Go away! Leave me alone, dude. -Come here now.

Leave me alone! I'll be fine. - Come here. Yes, I'll be fine too.

[Both groan]

Here.

[Roland groans]

Watch out. I've got you.

You were a bit happy, when it cut me up, huh?

Had Maggie all to yourself at last.

You always thought you were better than me.

Too fine for a life here.

But shall I tell you something?

You're just as much of a lousy little pathetic scumbag like me.

You'll never get out of here.

Your father, he did it right.

Has found the only way out.

In the end none of us got them.

(doorbell)

Goldhofer wants to talk to you.

(Phone, quietly) ...colleague can talk to him.

Under your supervision. Everything must be documented.

Okay. You can come tonight and talk to him,

when we are through with him.

(Thank you.

Where to? Who to talk to?

(Ominous music)

(Reporter) ...Investigations are progressing very slowly...

In your situation it is not easy for me...

It's okay, just say it.

There was no external influence.

Her father took his own life.

For decades, he was highest-ranking police officer in the area.

This raises questions.

You know what that means. We have to dismiss you for bias...

They don't know if the suicide has anything to do with it and...

...kick me out.

I could help. -You will.

As a witness.

It's not just about bias in relation to your father.

It would appear that your relationship with the witness Magdalena Kring

Restricts your judgment.

I still have things in my father's house my father's house. Can I pick them up?

(Unfortunately, you have to leave it here. Part of the investigation. Sorry about that.

It's not personal, Roland. It's work.

(reporter) Mr. Voit! Mr. Voit!

(Confusion of voices of press and officials)

Did he leave you a left you a message?

(horn)

... her father. Do you have something to hide?

(beats on eggshell echo loudly)

(Roland, young) Where's mom?

You... (drops spoon) She has left us.

When is mom coming back?

(Breathes in and out deeply and trembling)

(silent)

(Fast honking)

(Polish) Good afternoon.

Marek Gorski?

Marek?

(Ominous music)

(Excuse me, I'm looking for this girl.

Yes? -She's been here before.

(horn)

(Shouts, unintelligible)

(Polish) Let's go, we're going to be late.

(Polish) Who are you?

What are you doing here?

You are not allowed to be here! This is private property.

Leave now, please!

(confusion of voices from the next room)

(pupil laughs)

(Exuberant conversations)

(crowd falls silent)

Hi.

We met on the train. Do you remember?

I'm looking for a friend of mine, Marek Gorski. Do you know him?

You've met before a few days ago at the gas station.

Polish, slim, 1.70, short hair, three-day beard.

Are you sure? He spoke to you.

He also has photos of you and the others in his caravan.

Do you have any idea why?

(Hello.

May I ask who you are? -Just a friend.

When was the last time you saw him? -Ilona, don't say anything. Do you know her?

(Marek Gorski. I have to find him. Do you know him?

Visits by appointment only. Please leave. You are not allowed to be here.

Don't touch me!

You are trespassing.

If you don't leave immediately, I'll call the police.

Please come. Please follow me.

We have strict rules.

To visit someone, make an official request.

This is in the interests of our students.

Do you know someone by the name of Marek Gorski?

Excuse me, who are you and why are you here?

(Polish) Who is this Marek Gorski?

We don't talk to strangers here. Please follow the rules.

And Katia Czernik? A former student?

Where did you get that name?

The name is carved into my bedside table.

[Sighs] The furniture is second hand.

I have a good memory, there was no Katia Czernik here.

You have a lot to learn.

Hello? How can you be of help?

I'm just getting a few things from the house.

Okay. Let me see.

(key turns in the lock)

(door opens)

(Quietly) ...this all has to away from here. I have no idea.

Have all traces been secured? -No. They said there was another one coming.

(door opens)

What are you doing here? Make sure you get away.

The police are here. If the... -I need your help.

They threw me out. Also because of you.

I'll just get my things.

After the funeral I'm going home.

I can't help you anymore.

I'm burning the box with Kai's files.

Is the last thing I want for you... -Roland, I need you.

I'm sorry.

That's what I need.

Just "I'm sorry." Nothing more.

Or maybe a few sentences like

"Roland, I'm sorry, that I took our child away,

without telling you anything."

"When this is all over, we'll talk."

"We weren't always honest to each other, but we were young,

We didn't know how to deal with it." Something like that.

Is it that difficult?

(Bags rustle)

I had the child.

(voice trembles) A girl.

I haven't seen her I haven't seen her since she was born.

She lives with adoptive parents in Zurich.

Roland...

(Door slams shut)

(cell phone dial tone)

(cell phone vibrates)

(impact)

(tires squeal)

(Assumes)

Stop the car, please!

When this is over, then we'll talk, okay?

Everything you say... You're right!

We were so young!

I couldn't do that!

Being a family...

I was so afraid of doing something wrong,

and then I...

then I've done everything wrong.

I am sorry!

I'm sorry...

What is her name, our daughter?

Vera.

Okay.

What do you need?

[Clears throat]

The second suspect from '47, Did you find out who that is?

Mmh-mh.

This is the man who is responsible for everything.

Too long ago. 70 years.

He should be dead by now, or at least as old as your father.

That does not with the murders. -I know.

I need a list of Krewlowers, who are that old,

that they could remember the case.

There is only one who is that old.

(engine and slow rolling tires)

(Ominous music)

(Engine off, car door closes)

(device beeps)

(doorbell)

(Woman, intercom) Yes?

Hello, we would like to talk to Wolfgang Jessen.

The police were already there.

Mr. Jessen very ill. I already said last time.

It doesn't take long, just a few minutes.

(Buzzer)

Are you moving out of here?

Mr. Jessen wants to sell everything.

Won't live much longer, unfortunately. Wife dead, no children.

Mr. Jessen is not allowed to speak for long.

Five minutes.

Doctor says otherwise not good.

Are you and Mr. Jessen here alone? -No. We still have orderlies.

What do you want from Mr. Jessen?

Many years can only lie in bed.

Cannot leave the house.

(cough)

Mr. Jessen? Police again.

(coughing, beeping of ECG)

(Weak voice) You look familiar.

You are the Voit Junior.

And who are you?

In 1947 there was a a double murder.

Can you remember that?

[Coughs]

The case was never solved, but there were two suspects.

The two Romanians.

Romanians?

Yes, Transylvanian Saxons. From Jakubini, I think.

You can tell by the dialect.

They fled here after the war and occupied abandoned farms.

One of them has even the name from the Kring,

so that they don't chase him away.

Arthur Kring?

Exactly. Arthur.

The Krings left during the war.

Never came back.

One of the Romanians then... [Coughs]

Arthur Kring is not the real Arthur Kring?

No, that was one of the Romanians.

[Breathes deeply, coughs]

How do you know that?

Oh, some people knew that.

But here everyone let everyone do it at the time.

They all had their own problems.

Shortly after the war.

I was annoyed later,

because the Kring did not sell me his land.

Who was the second?

I don't know.

It was gone at some point.

[Coughs] (ECG sounds alarm)

That's enough. You have to go.

The second Romanian, what did he look like? -I said, that's enough!

You could never really see it.

Always had a hat pulled low over his face.

He didn't want to be recognized.

Then soon enough the usual rumors...

Please leave immediately.

What kind of rumors? -War Criminal.

Almost all Romanian Germans were sent to the SS or concentration camp company.

Was the second suspect called Conrady?

[Coughs]

Go now!

Maggie, come on. That's enough. We're leaving.

Arthur Kring is not the real Arthur Kring?

Exactly. Arthur. That was one of the Romanians.

(Call declined)

Who was the second?

You could never really see it.

Always had a hat pulled low over his face.

August Conrady! (voice echoes)

(Kochel) What did you do with the blood?

(Through monitor) How... did you the blood from the bodies?

[Sighs]

Simpler question: How long have have you known Arthur Kring?

[Sighs]

The questions never stop.

You can put an end to all this,

when you get your ballast from your soul.

(Paul growls)

You don't have to wait. It'll be a while yet.

I'll let you know. -I only need two minutes. I'll wait.

That's not going to happen today.

They said that I I can still talk to him today.

What do you want? I'll do it for you.

According to the cooperation agreement

I have the right to talk to him... -Then just wait.

Okay.

Hey, brother.

Sorry, I just couldn't do it.

Thanks for your advice... and everything...

When it happens, it happens.

I don't care.

I am ready.

I know... you're right and all.

I can see it in your eyes.

You know exactly what I'm talking about.

(piercing sound)

Dude... Chill out. It's okay. I'm not your responsibility.

You shouldn't have should have come back.

(Maggie) Adrian! I was at Marek's house,

but he wasn't there. How do you actually know him?

Total coincidence. He's been here forever seasonal worker here.

Privately on the farms.

But only my father and the Conradys are still private landowners.

Everyone else has sold.

That means Marek worked for my father and the Conradys?

Yes, why?

No matter what you have in mind, don't go to the Conradys!

They never forgave you never forgave you for what happened with August.

They hate you.

(car approaching)

August.

Do you remember me?

Maggie.

I would like to talk to your father.

My father is dead.

I see.

I'm looking for Marek Gorski. Is he here?

I'm no longer afraid.

Afraid? Of what?

[Whistles loudly] Come here! Maggie's here!

(Ominous music)

You may not enter our property!

August, what did she want from you?

-said nothing. She asks for Gorski.

Yes, run! We don't like Krings!

Stay away from August!

(rifle shot)

[Out of breath]

We have to get out of here. Come on, come on! Quickly!

We're calling it a day.

We'll continue tomorrow.

Until you talk.

Have fun.

And turn on the camera.

[Paul grumbles]

Don't worry.

Mr. Möbius, I don't think what the others think.

I don't think that we're dealing with...

...ordinary serial killers have to do with.

I also don't believe that you have anything to do with it, Mr. Möbius.

I just have one question.

[Grumbles approvingly]

When Voit and I were with you, you were talking about a little...

...and a Great Hunter.

Is that the Great Hunter?

[Hissing]

[Breathes heavily]

Is that the little one?

[Gasps.]

They said we would never find the Little Hunter.

Does that mean he's still alive?

[Rapid breathing]

Thank you, Mr. Möbius. That's all there is to it.

[Groans]

(Loud party music)

(unintelligible conversations)

(Loud heartbeat)

(Man, German) Your wife has to go.

I don't discuss anything in front of a sheep.

(She's staying. We have no secrets from each other.

(Minna) We'll do anything you want! But please spare our daughter!

(Arthur) We can help you too, Paul Möbius... incriminate him.

(Slow steps)

(I beg you!

We'll do anything you want!

(I will not speak not speak in front of a sheep.

This is not permitted.

(steps)

(door closes)

(I have no choice.

I have... no more decision-making power.

I have always warned you that that this day would eventually come.

Your son is responsible for this, not me.

(You can talk to them. -It's too late for that.

Maggie's life is no longer in my hands.

All our lives are no longer in my hands.

You destroyed everything.

It is only fair that your family pays the price.

What can I do?

You know exactly what you can do.

Arthur...

The only thing that can save me,

is a strong blood in my family.

Give me your son and I will leave you your daughter.

(I don't know where he is.

Then our meeting was a pointless risk. Go.

And never dare to come here again, come here again.

I will soon have nothing more to lose.

(steps)

(wood creaks)

[Muffled scream]

(Bangs on the door)

(Hey!

Please!

Hello!

(Unintelligible)

Where are we going?

Romania.