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[loud cheering]

[imperceptible]

Invitation

-[Holtz] Heil Hitler! -Sieg Heil!

One People, one Empire, one Leader

[Holtz] Sit down, my friends.

We're here today to watch a movie, not to take part in a political rally.

-[quiet laughter] -[chuckles]

But you're right.

Even if we wanted to escape politics and the threats that lie ahead,

they will still get to us.

We saw this recently in Breslau,

where the joyous atmosphere of the preparations for the Olympics

was disturbed by a prowling killer, the Eyeburner, a Bolshevik.

But that's behind us.

Not only did we manage to catch him,

we also dismantled a dangerous communist terrorist group.

[applause]

It's quite a show.

Communism and Jewry

are strategies aimed at depriving us of our land,

our national unity,

our pure blood!

-[man] Bravo! -[applause]

There is no doubt that the Freemasonry sprouts from the same root

as Judaism and Communism.

It's the same root!

But we are going to pull out this root from Breslau!

[applause]

Today's screening is an important step in that direction.

Only one month ago, this used to be the International Freemasons' Lodge.

Tonight, I invite you to a German cinema, to watch a German movie

by our brilliant Hans Laufen.

-[man] Bravo! -[applause]

Please enjoy Triumph, Will and Combat.

[cheering and applause]

Triumph, Will and Combat

Directed by Hans Laufen

[♪ triumphant fanfare playing]

Thank you for the invitation. It's been an interesting evening.

-[chuckles softly] It's an honor, Colonel. -My regards to your wife.

I'll pass them on, of course.

Fox?

How was the movie?

Grand. I wish we had such directors in England.

[chuckles]

Is that so? Hitler can be inspiring.

I hope you didn't feel offended.

By what?

Because we threw the Odd Fellows out of here.

They're British Freemasons, aren't they?

[chuckles] The Odd Fellows are not Freemasons. They're a charitable society.

-[laughs] Don't make me laugh. -[chuckles]

Come by my office tomorrow. Maybe we can find something new for you.

Thank you.

But you already tricked me once.

What are you talking about?

Be honest.

Aren't you curious about who the real Eyeburner is?

[sighs]

[indistinct chatter]

Did Fox talk to anyone after Gerber was detained?

He went to a brothel and a casino, had dinner with his mistress,

and met with Detective Podolsky before he threw himself off the bridge.

And why wasn't I informed of this?

We closed the case. I didn't think it was relevant.

I want a full report on my desk tomorrow.

Which whores he fucked, how much he lost at the casino and his lover's profile.

THE BRESLAU MURDERS

[Podolsky breathing deeply]

-[Lena] Franz. -[gasps]

Franz, darling, can you hear me?

You have no idea how scared I was.

I was losing my mind.

Promise me you'll never do that again, especially now.

[chuckles]

We're going to have a baby, Franz.

Our baby.

[sniffles]

[Podolsky breathes deeply]

We're going to have a baby, Franz.

Are you happy?

[breathing heavily]

Our baby.

Nurse, I think he's waking up.

[door opens]

We've examined him in various ways.

Physically, he's in pretty good shape.

What do you suggest then?

I could send him to the mental institution on Brick Street.

The asylum?

You know very well that people never return from there.

Here or there. It won't make any difference to him.

[door closes]

[in English] Hello, Britain. Hello, RTF.

This is Breslau.

The sands are running fast here.

Just three years ago, Hitler was not even a German citizen.

Today, he is in possession of dictatorial powers,

probably unequaled in history

since the days of Genghis Khan.

And the greatest victims of this omnipotence

are the German Jews.

[in Polish] Am I going too fast?

No, sir.

[in English] This is Andrew Fox,

your new correspondent in Germany.

And now, back to you in London.

In London.

-Oh... [chuckles softly] -Thank you.

-[chuckles] -London.

You should see it, Obersturmbannführer Holtz.

Of course I didn't send it.

Thank you.

Heil Hitler.

[Podolsky breathing heavily]

[gasping]

[♪ girl singing in Yiddish]

Detective, it's been four days. You need to take your pills.

[Lothar] How's Franz?

No changes.

[sighs]

[grunts softly]

I'm considering transferring him to the hospital.

You can't be serious.

-He'll have full-time care there. -They'll cut out his brain.

Go to work already.

I'll talk to him.

Thank you.

[indistinct chatter outside]

[sighs]

Listen, since you came here, Poldek hasn't been able to sleep.

He's worried about you. And I'm worried about him.

Look, I've done much worse things during the war, I've killed people.

Young, innocent, terrified boys,

who, just like me, were dreaming of surviving another day,

another horrible day in the trenches.

And I promise you, none of us even remembered what we were fighting for.

[sighs heavily]

Pull yourself together.

[Podolsky] I don't want to.

What don't you want?

To pull myself together.

Stop feeling sorry for yourself, damn it.

What will Lena say when she sees you like this?

Lena is gone.

-She left. -It's not the first time. She'll be back.

She won't.

-[typewriters clacking] -[phones ringing]

-Did you press him? -I tried.

Excuse me, I'm looking for Detective Podolsky.

Keep pressing him.

-My name is Inga Eissmann. -I know who you are.

I'm afraid the Detective had an accident.

What kind of accident?

Wait for me at the cafe across the street.

You signed the report that determined Gerber's guilt.

[♪ light upbeat music playing]

So did Podolsky.

Did you work together?

Did he tell you that...

That we caught the wrong man?

We had our hands tied by Holtz.

But he's out there. And he's going to kill again.

Even if he does,

Holtz's people will make sure no one connects it with the Eyeburner.

We can't just leave it like that.

CASE FILES

[Benk] This is the statement of the Eyeburner's would-be victim.

The only lead we have left.

[doorbell rings]

Yes?

Inga Eissmann. I'm here to see Mrs. Gerda Holtz.

Come in, please.

Good morning, miss.

Pardon the intrusion, but I was in the neighborhood.

I don't have much time I'm afraid.

-Did you find Jürgen? -Yes.

But he didn't show up for the last two sessions.

It's my fault.

I didn't tell you. We've changed doctors.

I thought that both, you and Jürgen, were very pleased with our meetings.

I don't have to explain myself.

Yes, of course.

Who's taking care of him now? I'll make sure to hand over his records.

No, there's no need for that.

I know Jürgen isn't taking his meds. I checked with the pharmacist.

His new doctor prescribed a new medication.

Goodbye.

The maid will see you out.

[door closes]

[breathing heavily]

There, please.

[breathing heavily]

[metal clanging]

Who locked you up in here?

[screams]

-[horse neighs] -Easy!

-Easy! Giddy up! -[horse neighing]

-Easy! Come on, baby! -[horse snorting]

Come on. [smacks lips]

[horse whinnying]

[camera shutter clicking]

[engine turns off]

[indistinct chatter]

Has anyone identified him?

[sighs] He's not from around here. His name is Maximilian Schmidt.

Comes from poverty. Alcohol, brawls, violence.

Any witnesses, anybody saw who did this?

So far, we have nothing.

Our forensics expert claims that the boy was already dead when he was dumped here.

He died two or three hours before that.

The killer must have gone through a lot of trouble to get him here.

Heil Hitler!

I promise I won't let you down. We're going to catch the Eyeburner.

We've already caught the Eyeburner, understood?

-We have a copycat here. -I'm afraid not.

The way he used chlorine indicates he's definitely the same man.

He dumped the boy's body on a busy street to show us that he's still killing.

And that we wanted to credit someone else with his work.

Keep such conclusions to yourself. You'll only talk to me about this case.

And I'm ordering a total news blackout.

-But... -He wanted publicity? He won't get it.

[sighs heavily]

Kurt, get going. We're going to the precinct.

[Barens] We found him this morning.

This time, the killer left the body out in the open.

He was determined to make the case public.

But there's no doubt it's the same man.

The Eyeburner.

Do you know how badly I wanted a child, boss?

And that the sight of a child makes me sappy as a girl at the Easter procession?

I know.

Is that why you're showing me this?

Yes.

[sighs]

You quickly learned the manipulation techniques of the new establishment.

The killer is still out there. He just killed a child.

If the only way to get you out of this damn bed

is to hurt your oversensitive feelings...

then I can live with that.

[door closes]

[scoffs] Fucking old fool.

[Dunter] Inga, what brings you here?

His name is Jürgen Holtz,

and I need to find out who's treating him now.

Holtz.

-You mean the Holtzes? -Their son.

I asked at the Psychoanalysts Society, but nobody knows anything.

I thought maybe one of your doctors...

[scoffs] I lost all my best doctors due to racial reasons.

They were replaced by these new scientists.

These doctors don't heal people.

"Elimination of lives unworthy of life."

That's what they call it. [scoffs]

I'm sure Holtz would never send his son here.

-Inga. -[sighs]

What's going on?

Should anything happen to me, find Sergeant Erwin Benk from the police.

Tell him I was asking around about Jürgen Holtz.

Okay, I'll have another look...

Well, I fucking rose from the dead. [chuckles]

[policewoman gasps, chuckles]

Welcome back!

It's good to see you, Detective.

[sighs]

Detective Podolsky will be in charge of Maximilian Schmidt's murder case.

Fill him in.

-Bravo! -[applause]

Okay, enough.

[sighs]

Who found him?

The baker. He's giving a statement now.

I want to interrogate him.

Did he leave a note?

Not this time.

-[knocking on door] -Come in.

Detective Podolsky will take over the case of the boy's death.

He returned to work today.

Any progress on the investigation?

The lab tests confirmed that the killer

used the same concentration of chlorine as the Eyeburner.

They're verifying all the old leads again.

Looking for a link between the boy and the previous victims.

There's also a witness, the would-be victim, Müller.

[man and woman laughing playfully]

-[breathing heavily] -[Fox grunting]

Come back.

Come back to your burrow, foxy lady.

I will if you take a shower.

What?

Your armpits stink, foxy.

[chuckles]

[Vera] Mmm... Mmm-mmm.

-What a hygiene-loving foxy lady. -[giggling]

-Who would have thought? -[moaning]

[Fox breathing heavily]

[Vera giggling]

[door closes]

[shower running]

Malnutrition, advanced tuberculosis.

Scars on his back and right hand.

Of different sizes and at different stages of healing.

This one's probably from a cigarette burn.

Most likely a victim of abuse.

However, this particular scar is intriguing.

The tissue lesions are too deep for boiling water.

They're more consistent with burns caused by some kind of chemical.

Possibly chlorine.

The first victim, the prostitute, had the same scar.

I don't recall.

On the outer thigh, around the knee.

You missed it.

That's impossible.

How old is this scar?

I'd say a year, a year and a half.

Did that Jew find a scar on the prostitute's body?

That Jew had a name.

Dr. Otto Krakauer was the most outstanding medical examiner

I've ever had the honor of working with.

[knocking on door]

I already gave my statement.

-And I have an alibi. -But we have more questions.

Maximilian had torture marks all over his body.

He was beaten, burned, starved.

-Was it your doing? -No.

-Whose then? -I don't know.

What? He didn't report it to the police? [scoffs]

In your statement you said that you last saw your son a week ago.

Was it common for him not to return home?

How should I know?

-[woman] It was the first time. -[scoffs]

He'd come home late after work sometimes, but he was afraid of the dark,

so he always came back.

-Nobody asked you! -Shut up.

Where did he work?

[crying] I don't know.

Look at me, I'm asking the questions. Where did he work?

I really don't know.

-You'll regret this. -Shut up, I said!

It seems that you're not quite affected by your loss.

I suffered a loss yesterday.

At poker.

[groans]

Fuck!

You'll get at least two years for assaulting a police officer.

Your family will get a break from you.

Take him to the precinct. I'll go back alone.

What the hell?

[grunts]

[door opens and closes]

Hey.

Hey.

I'm sorry that I frightened you.

Alexander doesn't speak, but he understands everything.

[Podolsky] Hmm.

I'm really sorry about Max.

[crying]

My name is Franz.

And I want to catch the man who hurt your brother.

I'll do it, I promise.

But I need your help.

Did Max...

have any secrets?

Something he told no one about?

Where did you find these teeth?

This is the river.

The road leads to the cemetery.

The city morgue.

[gasping]

[pounding on door]

[Klaus Ente] Open up, it's the Gestapo!

You do realize that sodomy is a criminal offense in this country.

[♪ light music playing]

Just like in yours.

No well-connected cousin is going to help you here.

Shame on you.

It's not the first time that you killed an innocent man for your own gain.

Death is nothing to you.

Death, my dear Andrew,

is a small sacrifice for the sake of a greater good.

And what greater good are we dealing with here?

A sense of security.

And that's the ultimate good for the majority of us.

You think that the nations of your failing democracies want freedom.

But all they want is order.

I'm sure you'll realize that soon enough and welcome us with open arms.

For now, here's what will happen.

What's that?

An interview.

-With whom? -Rather by whom.

You.

The one I promised you with the Führer.

It's ready to go to print.

You only need to send it.

We found them at the victim's home. As far as we know, they come from here.

[chuckles] How come?

I've been working here for 15 years.

I've never let any kid in. I swear.

Although...

recently there's been...

a break-in.

-Did you report it? -What for? Nothing valuable was missing.

What about the teeth?

[laughs] Man, this is the city morgue.

They mostly bring in unidentified accident victims here.

Suicide victims. And on the way here...

somebody probably guts them.

And if they're not gutted?

They lie here for three days waiting for someone to identify them.

What if no one does? What do you do with the gold?

I take it to the exchange office, here, by the river harbor.

[lock rattling]

Can you open it?

Yes.

[keys jangling]

[lock opening]

How long has this one been here?

Ah, this one came in this morning. Two SS guys brought him. Why?

Take him to the medical examiner's office.

And you'll go to the precinct to make a statement.

About that break-in.

Who was that, Detective?

Peter Müller.

The would-be victim. But what does the SS have to do with it?

Exactly.

We've been looking for a random psychopath.

Holtz has been leading us away from the real killer from the start.

-You think Holtz got rid of him? -I don't know.

But check if he had any connections with the other victims.

Yes, sir.

Turn onto Solna. We're going to the hospital on Koch Street.

The venereal disease clinic?

-How long have you been married? -Two years.

I haven't seen you in two years.

Are you in love?

Here are the records of the patients we've treated for venereal diseases

in the last month.

But I'm afraid it'll take you a couple of days to read them.

That's why I suggest...

that you start with eczema patients.

The symptoms are similar.

Medical history of Jürgen Holtz

[doorbell rings]

-I come with urgent business. -I hope it's really urgent.

We have proof the Eyeburner killed the boy.

I'd like to share it with the media.

I don't understand why.

He needs to know that we know it's him.

Otherwise, he'll keep killing to convince us of it.

No way. There's going to be mass hysteria. It'll interfere with the investigation.

And how is your son?

I haven't had a chance to meet him yet.

He's doing great.

He's preparing for the military academy entrance exams.

Congratulations. And how is he doing?

Excuse me?

I was surprised to find him on the list of the hospital's patients.

I went there in connection with the investigation and Müller's statement.

The Eyeburner's would-be victim. He was murdered.

That's very interesting, Podolsky, but you're trying my patience.

Don't bother me at home again.

Consult all investigation-related matters with your immediate supervisor.

[door closes]

[Podolsky] Any news about Lena?

No, I got no orders, boss.

Did she...

go to the hospital?

Not that I know of. But if you wish, I can check it out.

No, there's no need.

Boss, when you were sick, Inga Eissmann came looking for you.

She came to the precinct, we talked, and I showed her Müller's statement.

Cancel all my patient appointments for tomorrow morning.

I'll be long gone by then.

Yes, ma'am.

When I'm settled, I'll send you a message.

You're going to join me. A friend of mine will give you the letter.

Remember, the apartment may be under surveillance and the phone bugged.

But what happened, ma'am?

[Inga sighs]

It's enough that I know too much.

[knocking on door]

[doorbell ringing]

-[♪ lively dance music playing] -[woman whooping]

[imperceptible]

[indistinct chatter]

Bottoms up! Bottoms up! Bottoms up!

-I'm bound by patient confidentiality. -I don't give a shit about that.

He's a psychopath, he just killed a kid.

[sighs]

What do we know?

Even as a child, he showed psychopathic tendencies.

His father would take him hunting and then his brutality began to intensify.

He started killing animals, not only when hunting.

Dogs, cats...

canaries.

People?

-[woman exclaims] -[indistinct chatter]

[laughing]

[Helmut] Ewcia, come on, let's go.

Ewcia, don't be silly, I beg you.

[Ewcia whooping]

Let's go, you crazy girl! Come on!

[laughter]

I love you. Come on.

Lena.

Go.

[women continue laughing]

Where are you sleeping tonight?

-Lena! -[woman] Lena!

[women laughing]

In 1926, there was an incident at the Holtzes' house.

I don't know what it was, but it forced the Holtzes to leave Berlin.

That's when Jürgen was placed in your care?

Yes.

But they kept him isolated from the world, as if they suspected he might be a threat.

Then he disappeared.

For how long?

[sighs] He stopped coming to our sessions

around the time the second victim was killed.

He's off his meds and his mother says they switched doctors, but I checked.

No specialist is treating him in Breslau.

[Podolsky] We must be the first ones to find him.

[liquid bubbling]