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Curse from the Depths

It all looks authentic.

-And no one believed me.

-Idid.

- How many?

-Like you haven't counted.

We're rich.

Was his mouth sewn together

before his death?

No one would sit still for that.

He was hit.

Fracture of the skull.

- You can't usually do much at the crime scene.

-Ever seen anything like this?

Like he was meant to choke on it.

- You know it?

- Just fairy tales and rumors.

A Viennese pfennig

based on an ancient Roman coin.

But from consecrated gold.

Church gold.

Like a special edition.

Against the plague.

The plague, so late medieval times,

start of the modern era, 17th century.

Terrible times.

Fits with the mouth sewn up.

They weren't squeamish back then.

You didn't touch anything

when you found the body, did you?

-Mr.Mohr?

- Death and the devil.

The pestilence pfennig

brings death and the devil.

Oh God, we're cursed!

- When did you last see...

- I have to make acall.

Stefanie?

What are you two are up to?

Stefanie!

Hello.

What?

What's wrong?

Flo's dead, Mom.

What?

Florian paid me a daily rate.

And I was to get a five percent cut

of the 273 gold coins.

Been involved long?

For a couple of weeks.

Then it really is all true.

-Meaning?

- You're punished for touching the gold.

- This guy knows nothing.

-Oberlander!

Nor does Stefanie Eberle,

the victim's partner.

The legend of the Bregenz

pestilence pfennig was Florian's thing.

The other two just helped him.

- You know the victim and his partner?

- I'm here because of Stefanie.

What's the deal with the gold?

Finders keepers?

-Lake Constance doesn't legally belong...

- To anyone.

The adjacentcountries

have never drawn up borders.

So finders keepers.

The victim has no heirs.

So that wasn't a motive. I checked.

Don't worry, I'm not taking over

from you, Komlatschek.

Oberlanderis here

because of Stefanie Eberle.

Did I miss something?

- Who would know about the gold?

-St. Martin's church is depicted on the coins,

so theirorigin is clear.

What now?

-What?

-Who's investigating?

Should I take a back Seat,

so to speak?

-Welcome back!

-I'm not back.

We'll take your van.

Pestilence was brought in

from Voralberg,

troops moving in the Thirty Years' War.

People were very afraid.

Back then nobody could explain

the Black Death.

So death was a curse, right?

Witchcraft. People were afraid.

The church was well attended.

I can only dream what that was like.

- And witches were to blame.

- Yes. Crass notion, isn't it?

Witches were to blame

for everything back then.

Come with me.

Our restorer discovered

some walled-up spaces.

Late Middle Ages.

Right, Mr. Zotter?

Put up long after the church was formed.

Hello.

- We assume people wanted to hide.

- From the plague?

They're not old tombs, anyway.

Empty spaces.

Please come this way.

In 1630, the church superiors

made a deal with a witch.

The town's coffers in exchange for

sparing its citizens from the plague.

Blackmail.

"The witch is freed,

takes the money

"and she removes the curse

that was thought to lay over the town.

"The witch Ludmila Mayr

accepted the offer.

"Viennese coins made of pure gold.

"The church melted everything of worth

to mint the coins."

It didn't work.

Many died of the plague here.

Who would sew someone's mouth together

and why?

It's hardly Christian.

It sounds more like a punishment to me.

Who knows this tale

of the pestilence pfennigs?

It's hard to say.

It's essentially a local story.

Universities sometimes refer

to our collections.

- Private individuals rarely do.

- Can we borrow it?

Yes.

Aren't you with him?

- Or has he left again?

- You're not thrilled he's back.

I think we worked well together

these last few months.

Sure.

- Where's he gone?

- To the bank, about the coins.

With Stefanie Eberle.

Without you?

Thank you, Micha.

No problem.

Are you OK?

Yes.

I just have to do something to help

or I'll go crazy.

The green on the coins is copper.

Gold doesn't rust in-water,

but the copper does.

-Florian told me that

- So it's not pure gold.

No.

But its history makes it worth

1,000 times more than the metal itself.

Do only you and-Florian

have access here?

Did you count them?

How many are missing?

None.All 273 are here.

That's impossible

One must be missing.

We found one in his mouth, Stefanie.

We were so happy when we found them.

Flo was so proud to have found them.

I thought that finally

everything would be good.

Was Manuel right?

Did we stir up a curse?

Could Florian have kept one coin back?

- What about the other diver?

-Manuel?

That's nonsense.

-Who else goes out with the boat?

-My mother.

Since my father died,

she's run the fishery.

- How's business?

-Not great.

It's backbreaking work.

She was really glad

Flo let her help back then.

Looking for the treasure?

So she's involved.

She was involved.

She lost faith in us

and gave up.

The search wasn't cheap,

but Flo always made her generous offers

- to cover the costs.

-Generous?

She gets none of the treasure,

is just an on-looker

and has lost everything.

You don't honestly think

my mother killed Flo?

God! You scared me!

The book about the pestilence pfennig,

there's a second volume, isn't there?

Yes.

Can I see it?

Of course.

-It's gone.

- How come?

It's not there.

In the first volume it says,

"the mouth jabbed, greed condemned."

Maybe you know more

about the ritual?

Probably a punishment for theft,

robbery, betrayal.

Ms. Zeiler, I'm a restorer,

not an historian.

Was your mother interested in

the legend of the pestilence pfennigs?

No more than I.

Otherwise I'd be suspicious, too.

Hello, Hannah Zeiler,

Bregenz Criminal Police.

-Hello.

- Zeiler, what's this about?

You have to fill in lots of forms

when you find treasure.

-I didn't do that, Florian did.

-In his claim to the gold,

there's no mention of you.

You're just listed as a witness.

They were partners.

She has access to the safe.

But you get nothing.

I didn't know that.

Excuse me, Stefanie.

I'll see you later, OK?

- What the hell was that about?

-What?

I'm doing my job!

Florian Friedrich died

because of the gold coins.

There's anger involved. His lips sewn together,

"Punishment for greed."

- How do you know that?

- It's what they did in the Middle Ages.

With heretics, witches,

criminals and traitors.

-All old stories.

-No, current facts.

Needle, leather thread, long stitch.

Coin in mouth.

We're looking for a loser who kills winners.

Someone wants revenge.

Because money from the year one

is due him. The robbed murderer?

We have to consider all options.

May I?

-What about your bike?

- I'll get it later.

Ready to go?

Hello?

You're not feeling too good, are you?

I'll make it right.

I swear.

I swear.

So you've got her alibi.

Happy?

Stefanie was with her mother

at the time of the murder.

Who you suspected.

Right?

So now mother and daughter

killed him and sewed up his mouth!

I didn't say that.

What's this really about, Zeiler?

- What do you mean?

- You know exactly what I mean.

The fact Stefanie was there for me

when things were rough. Is that it?

I asked if you wanted to talk.

- You said you wanted to be left alone.

- Yes, after the funeral.

My mistake.

It seems we're just colleagues.

Nothing more.

I was on that damn boat the whole time,

Zeiler.

Then one day I found a gift of food

on deck and then day after day.

It was nice of her.

I get it.

"I get it."

You don't get it at all, Zeiler.

Sadly.

I needed time.

Stefanie saw that and we started to talk.

I would've liked you there.

But that's not your style. To talk.

And I don't suppose that will change.

- Really? You don't think so?

-No.

Stefanie told us all she knows.

What?

You let yourself be blinded.

Can't you see that?

Look what he did to Maximilian,

and me, and the other diver.

I can't take any more

of this 'blinded by love' shit!

You're obsessed with saving

the fishery at all costs.

I want my share.

You owe me that.

You've let me down twice.

When your father died,

with the fishery and debts.

- It was hopeless!

- And then with the treasure.

Mom, you lost faith in us.

You pulled out...

No one could stand

your whining and insults.

You blew all my savings.

Your Florian put all my money

into this treasure hunt.

The pestilence money is mine, too.

Is that what Maxi says?

Does he really believe that?

I'm unlikely to get any myself.

-Don't lie to me!

- That's what the police say.

You'd leave your mother

to starve and die.

You've become like that asshole.

Don't talk like that.

Florian's dead.

- You should've listened to me.

-And stay with Maxi!

- You'd have a future that way.

- You had it all worked out.

He gets me, takes on the fishery

and the boat and looks after the family.

I'm telling you, forget it.

Badmouth the father of my child again

and I'll be gone for good.

Are you pregnant?

The two of them had a fight?

Maybe because after looking together,

Florian found the treasure himself.

They were both with Stefanie Eberle.

First Maximilian Bauer,

then our dead gold diver.

But it was a while ago.

Why did the two treasure-hunters

fall out?

"You shouldn't steal,

especially not my girlfriend."

- Do we have an address?

- A little diving shop.

We can go there early tomorrow.

You can both go there early tomorrow.

- Have a nice evening.

- Thanks, you too.

What are you doing here?

I- It's Kim's birthday in two days. .

- I know.

- That's not why you're here.

- Luna wants to see her mother's grave.

She doesn't see what's wrong with that.

None of us do.

'None of us.

You and who else? Mr. Schlagel?

Her life partner, yes.

- Her friend for a while.

- He was more than that.

Much more.

They wanted to marry!

Didn't you know?

- Luna is still my daughter.

- Then act like it.

You'll lose her

if you carry on like this.

And not because anyone

is taking her away from you.

It's not about Luna.

It's about you.

You want to protect yourself.

You can't fool me.

You may fool yourself, but not me.

How is she?

- Did you go on board?

- How's Stefanie?

Stubborn as ever.

Well?

The cabin was locked up.

What?

Am I supposed to break the lock?

It's a simple combination lock.

My husband's birthday.

How was I to know?

Let me know when she's away next.

What are you doing there?

Hello!

You gave me a basket

and ta-da! Here's my basket for you.

Raphael, I'm not in the mood for this.

Raphael.

You know my name?

That's good.

Open the door!

I know you're there!

What is it? You asshole!

Open the door! I know you're there!

Stefanie!

Max killed Flo, didn't he?

Why didn't you say they fell out

because of you?

- Did you leave Maximilian for Florian?

-Max changed.

The search used to be fun,

but then he became obsessed by it.

That's your take on it, isn't it?

I may have smashed his face in,

but I didn't kill him.

You couldn't bear the fact we loved

each other. Or that we found the gold.

- You're such a liar!

- Stefanie.

-You liar!

- Stop it.

Come on.

Such alotof work.

All for nothing.

Makes you crazy.

How did he do it?

How did Florian find the treasure?

Luck maybe?

Luck!

You know how big Lake Constance is?

More than 200 square miles.

At its deepest point it's 820 miles.

Luck?

Ten years of scientific work.

First with, then without him.

No result.

But Florian goes off, ignores

the history and all the research

and finds gold that's been hidden

in the lake for over 400 years?

Bullshit.

But this bullshit, times 273,

is in the bank. Right?

Finding a treasure. Without evidence,

without sources, but with hocus-pocus.

Sail around a little and then bingo?

What do you mean by hocus-pocus?

Soothsayer, old wives' tales.

He believed that shit.

Those were his sources.

Florian knew nothing about Brengenz's history.

He waltzed around at others' expense.

He didn't believe it himself.

He made his money

from the tales he told us.

So he deceived you and all the others?

But how?

Falsified invoices.

This, for example. A generator

worth 1,000 was suddenly worth 3,000.

We each paid our half.

I put in 1,500.

That's how Florian made his money.

The asshole cheated me for years.

He took a beating for that.

I bet it was just the same

for Steffi's mother.

What about the ritual?

You researched it. What about it?

No idea.

Someone just flipped.

How do you know my colleague?

His boat's in the harbor near us.

We sometimes talked.

It helped.

You're Hannah, right?

Micha was waiting for you.

For a sign.

- Not taking him in? What did he say?

-Check all Florian's and your mother's invoices.

-What? Why?

-We'll check the alibi.

What are you doing?

- Hocus-pocus and witchcraft.

-What?

Our dead diver

often called a life coach.

Nicole Novak,a descendant of the witch

Ludmila Mayr,

according to her own weird website.

"Fortune-telling cards. Witch Oracle,

Witchboard, Angel-symbols."

So desperate that we're believing

in witchcraft?

Ludmila Mayr...

who maybe sewed mouths

and wanted gold coins?

I saw her among the curious

at the crime scene.

OK.

Here... appointments,

phone number, email address.

You can arrange an appointment now.

She reads the future,

so she'll know we're on our way.

Five percent of 273.

That's...

Five percent of 273.

w.. Lc.That's...

Five percent of 273.

LCThat's..

13.6.

Let's make it 14.

Florian would have rounded it up.

I don't know

if I'm allowed to give you this.

- I just want to get out of here.

- What are your plans?

She put a gold coin in his mouth.

She sewed up his...

she sewed up.his mouth and killed him.

Who are you talking about?

w.Lc.The witch.

w LcThe witch.

The witch.

She cursed us.

She'll get us. It's her gold.

- You don't really believe this hocus-pocus?

- Florian's dead, isn't he?

I don't want to be next.

Luna, it's Daddy again.

Will you call back, please?

You could call your father-in-law.

And give him the satisfaction of knowing

I messed up again?

You have no idea, Zeiler.

- I think you should...

-What?

Take advice on personal relationships

from you? Come on!

You think I'm difficult

and you're easy. You're not.

And what was that just now?

Another turned-down invite

because you'd rather be alone?

Dinner, and I'm accepting.

I'd like to see that.

Go ahead.

I will.

Mrs.Novak?

The police.

I've been expecting you.

You were at the crime scene,

of course you were expecting us.

Healing is linked to conviction,

Ms.Zeiler.

You used to be very well-known.

People read your books.

These health primers.

You were a healer?

I still am.

But things went awry in your career.

You went bust because

your patients sued you, right?

- Tales from the past.

-Oh?

I thought that was your thing.

Sewn up mouths, pestilence gold,

witches' legends.

You're on edge.

You have many questions for fate.

I have a few questions for you.

Go ahead.

I heal and help in my way.

You sell herbs at pharmacy prices,

Mrs. Novak.

- Your bank says things aren't going well.

- Are we doing you a favor?

-Excuse me?

-With our visit.

You need the publicity.

It helps your credibility with your followers.

Those in search of healing.

Have you read my book?

I went onto your website.

Is that why you were at the crime scene?

So we'd investigate you.

For publicity, your blog?

- You welcome the rumors, don't you?

-For a new book?

If you know I have nothing to do

with the murder, why are you here?

Maybe you're connected to the murder.

The victim, Florian Friedrich,

called you a few times.

He was looking for treasure.

Wanted my assessment.

Did he believe in witchcraft?

I did a lot of research in the past.

Mr. Friedrichs knew that.

He wanted a reference point

for his search.

- Could you help him?

-I had no idea.

As far as I know,

he didn't disclose the location.

- That's not unusual for treasure hunters.

- Phone calls aren't unusual either.

Is that everything?

An alibi for the time of the crime

would be good.

She's broke and doesn't have an alibi.

Do you think Nicole Novak

would kill a diver

who found and dug up

her ancestor's supposed treasure?

-Maybe.

-As a punishment?

As a calculation.

She's no witch. She's a businesswoman

wanting publicity. You said so yourself.

No.

No.

What did you expect?

You can hear your van for miles.

Wait in the van, OK?

You couldn't be reached

so I stepped in.

Like I used to for Kim.

They still know me at the school.

I hope that was OK with you?

Did he talk to you?

Karsten? Yes.

Luna says you've never talked

about Kim's death...

- You've lost a friend. I know it's hard.

-My partner, Micha!

I lost my wife!

I spent half my life with Kim.

Everything died with her.

Every memory.

They were all connected with her.

You have no idea!

Do you think it's easy for me?

Do you?

Don't you think I'd like to crawl away

and howl, too?

But only one of us can do that.

Minus 8,000.

Why did you do that?

Right.

So come and slice the vegetables.

You can handle a gun

and no doubt a knife, right?

Are you with the criminal police

or more on the traffic side?

- I don't like to talk about my work.

-OK, fine.

Then we'll try the soup.

We'll have our mouths full,

so no talking.

Try this.

This isn't for me.

- Pumpkin soup?

- I can't. I'm sorry.

I have a lot to do right now.

Dear Hannah, if you're home early,

then I messed up and I'm sorry.

Or you got cold feet

and I'm sorry, too.

We shouldn't give up anyway, Raphael.

p.s. I'm a good guy.

A good guy.

You requested the file

on your wife's accident.

Yes, I want to know

exactly what happened.

This Moritz Schlagel...

he's just too nice.

He feels wretched and guilty.

Just like you.

We all have our own way

of dealing with these things.

- Not for me, thanks.

-Yes, for you.

You're a self-righteous asshole.

Cheers.

You'd been separated for a long time.

Your marriage was over.

- Stop this. No good will come of it.

-Did you destroy your marriage? Yes or no?

And now your wife is dead.

- What the hell is this?

- You can't change anything.

You hate yourself and everyone else

so they'll hate you back.

You'd better stop that.

It's simply not true.

Your colleague was worried about you.

She saw how you were stuck

on that stupid little boat,

wallowing in self-pity.

She brought you food in secret.

Often.

She was there for you, Oberlander.

Good night.

Why do we need

the victim's fingerprints?

I mean, we know who he is.

I want to check something.

- He used everyone and deceived them.

- A man with criminal energy, right?

What about the witch who Oberlander

thinks is the murderer?

You seem very interested in the case.

I'm interested in the story.

And the treasure.

Generally speaking.

- Do you collect coins?

-Yes.

We used to look for

the pfennigs as kids.

-You dive?

-No.

Not everyone thought

the gold was in the water.

Beautiful, isn't it?

- Shouldn't it be inevidence?

- Did you know it used to be called a pfennig?

No one's asked for it.

I'd really like to polish it up.

It's evidence in a murder case.

It's a wonder the rusted copper

hasn't destroyed the coin.

400 years in the water.

That's a long time.

Do you think anyone will ask for it?

That's a yes, then.

You know I always hoped Stefanie and...

She'll never forgive us

if we find gold here and she...

-We won't.

- They can't put it all in the safe.

Florian had one of these gold coins

in his mouth.

- There's no gold here.

-So what are we looking for?

-Why didn't he say where he found it?

-I don't know.

So that people didn't plunder

that spot on the lake?

Florian didn't care about

the environment or the lake.

You know what he was like.

Totally self-interested.

-What do you mean?

- If there's really no more gold,

he'd enjoy the drama of being a loser.

He'd drop anchor and laugh at everyone.

You think there's more there.

-Maximilian?

-Yes.

We're looking for the location.

He must've noted it somewhere.

-The GPS.

- He wasn't that stupid.

Our association has prescribed areas.

They know where we cast out nets.

Our nets all have GPS on the buoy.

So the route is stored on that?

Neither of them knew that.

Who stole the second volume?

Why?

Either so we don't discover anything

or to bone up on the ritual itself.

It was you who brought me food,

wasn't it?

I've been an idiot, Zeiler.

I'm sorry.

Thanks.

Post from the police records department.

We have a match.

- Florian Friedrichs

- Our diver?

A break-in with GBH.

Fingerprints from a then unknown

offender, now known.

Know where the break-in was?

At Ingo Zotter's, the restorer's.

Fuck!

The burglar forced

the window downstairs and...

I never thought he'd be found.

Was your wife here?

I wasn't here.

I got Elisabeth out of the hospital,

otherwise no one would've been here.

She was able to do the chemo

as an outpatient.

Cancer?

I imagine she heard a noise

and came from her room...

to look downstairs.

And she must've fallen.

You think she fell?

There was evidence of a break-in

and fingerprints. And...

when I came home, I found my wife unconscious

at the foot of the stairs.

She'll regain consciousness, I'm sure of it,

whatever the doctors say.

And then we'll get on with the chemo.

Was anything stolen?

Nothing to steal here!

A treasure hunter robs a restorer.

Florian Friedrichs

-No.

- The burglar is dead, Mr. Zotter. Murdered.

Does it have anything to do with us?

With the break-in?

Do you know Nicole Novak, Mr. Zotter?

When my wife got sick,

she looked for help all over,

including from charlatans like Mrs. Novak.

She says she's a descendant

of Ludmila Mayr,

the witch who did the deal

with the church.

Bregenz's history doesn't yield

much else that a swindler can use.

No one takes this woman's

nonsense seriously.

Do they?

- Your wife clearly did.

-Yes.

And we lost a lot of time

and chances of recovery.

- Mrs. Novak and your wife...

- She took advantage of my wife.

She earned money with her absurd tinctures,

her incantations and all that witch stuff.

Elisabeth often went to see her.

I was against it.

How long did it go on?

At some point I forbade my wife

to see her.

The chemo kicked in. It was going well.

She soon forgot about this swindler.

And your wife's necklace?

The pentagram.

Since the break-in, her fall...

everything has changed.

I can't take my wife's talisman away

without asking her and I can't do that.

He barely looked at

the photo of Friedrichs.

- You think so?

-Yes.

Married for 21 years.

That's quite something.

- I'm absolutely fine on my own.

- That surprises me.

I missed you, Zeiler.

You and your silences.

Never say we're just colleagues again.

-What do you want?

- I want to talk. Please.

- Listen to me.

- Leave me alone.

Florian took us all for a ride.

Especially you.

Stop it.

I know why you're saying that.

So you went out on the lake

and found treasure?

'All of a sudden.

I don't know where it was exactly,

if that's what you're asking.

It was there.

There were droughts, like the one in 1540.

It's not all well documented,

but the lake looked different back then,

for certain.

So?

You salvaged a treasure

from where there was no water.

It was land.

They would've had to bury the gold.

Today it would be

deep in the bed of the lake.

Florian just pretended

to find the treasure there.

The gold was never there.

I was there.

As a walk-on part.

- It was all a big show.

-Why?

I'll find out. OK?

Trust me.

Or are you in on it, too?

How do you know

what our exact location was?

I never lied to you.

Never deceived you or used you.

But that asshole always did!

I'm pregnant, Maxi.

Well?

Still want me back?

I can only help people

who have the strength to open up.

You can't mean Mrs. Zotter.

She had no strength.

-But she still opened up to you.

- I'm a good friend to Elisabeth in difficult times.

Made worse by your treatment.

-Who says so? Her husband?

- Ingo Zotter was winning, through.

Until his wife fell,

she was being treated successfully.

Doctor, hospital, medicine.

Ever heard of that?

But it may have been my success.

- Mrs. Zotter stopped coming to you.

-So I went to her.

What?

Her husband works long hours.

My strength was destroyed

by money-grabbing medicine.

Do you really believe that?

People like me have always

been misunderstood.

What does 'people like me' mean?

Witchcraft is not a cover for business.

The business is a cover for witchcraft.

Really?

All this nonsense is a facade.

For witchcraft and broomsticks?

Good. Then let's test

your clairvoyant abilities.

What was Florian Friedrichs looking for

at the Zotters?

That woman's outrageous.

I'm sure she has a straightforward motive.

Friedrichs asked Novak about

the legend of the pestilence pfennig.

- He broke into Zotter's looking for something.

-But what? I just don't get it.

There's nothing to steal at Zotter's.

He's just a restorer.

Documents on the pestilence pfennig.

Like the ones missing from the archive.

They were in the archive,

not at Zotter's.

Somehow Florian Friedrich

must've found a lead to the treasure.

Maybe he was tipped off.

And someone needs a reason

to punish him for the find.

It all points to Novak.

She's crazy enough.

Dear Elisabeth, your husband

andlare here,

and I shall administer

the sacrament of the Last Rites.

Through this holy anointing

may the Lord help you

with the grace of the Holy Spirit.

May the Lord,

who frees you from sin, save you

and raise you up.

Let us pray together.

Our Father, who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name.

Thy Kingdom come, thy will be done

on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread

and forgive us our trespasses

as we forgive those who trespass against us

and lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil.

For thine is the kingdom,

the power and the glory, for ever and ever.

Amen.

Amen.

NY

- Don't be afraid.

- Why would I be?

We want to talk to you.

-Help!

-Get inside.

This looks like animal fodder to me.

-To drink?

-Soda.

- Soda, at dinner time?

-Yes.

Don't tell Grandpa.

We're both on probation.

Luna, spit it out.

I don't want to be at Grandpa's.

I'd rather live at Moritz's.

I know how hard it is for you,

believe me.

I just want you to be happy, honey.

I get that you like it at Moritz's.

He has lots of time, a cool house.

He grants your every wish.

You know why?

He feels guilty.

For Mom's death.

And that torments him.

Understand?

Market value is 29,000 euro,

per coin.

- We still don't know its provenance.

-The victim's mouth.

Originally!

How can anyone have a coin before

the treasure's been discovered?

Something's amiss.

So the ritual...

Gold pfennig...

As a punishment for theft

in the Middle Ages, it fits.

-But what doesn't fit?

- The pestilence pfennig wasn't in the water.

I recalculated it.

Copper content. Oxidation,

oxygen content in the water.

400 years in Lake Constance,

no way.

The coins would be far more corroded.

They would have holes.

- The coins weren't in the water?

-No.

The rust is from humidity.

I see, so this is better.

Yes.

-Because it's at my place.

-OK.

Why are you so afraid of me?

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Shall we talk?

Sure.

What was with your last relationship?

I haven't had any relationships.

Why? What happened?

Give me the short version.

My father and my godfather

killed my mother.

My father disappeared for 20 years,

presumed dead.

My godfather blatantly lies to me

and I'm sure that something

is suspect about this sailing accident.

But no one believes me.

No one.

They all tell me I'm...

that I'm crazy, that it's all in my head

and I should let go.

Everyone has been against me.

Then my father shows up again

and tries to'shoot me.

So who are you going to trust?

But it can't go on like this.

Something has to change.

You have no friends?

Ido.

I do.

I have one friend.

-A true one.

-OK.

The rules from now on...

You set the rules...

and we'll see how we go.

Sorry, your phone is turned off.

I'm afraid it's urgent.

She had that at home?

No idea where Novak got it from.

- It's nothing to do with me.

- What about with the witch-burning?

Bullshit. Why would I?

Your fingerprints

were all over her house.

You wanted to give the witch a grilling.

The two of you, right?

According to Maximilian's statement.

We just wanted to talk to her.

She had the coins.

- That means she knew.

-About what?

There must be more gold!

Where else did the pfennig

in Florian's mouth come from?

The gold wasn't where

it was supposedly found.

- Where was it?

- That's what we wanted Novak to tell us.

- She was his only 'source.'

- So? Did she tell you?

No, she didn't.

- Is that why you set her on fire?

-What?

- No, I didn't do that.

- She didn't tell us anything.

- She laughed at us and then...

-And then?

Then she put a curse on us.

Yes, we took the coins with us,

but then we left, I swear.

Why did the diver give a fake location

for the gold? I don't get it.

-Sugar?

-Sugar?No.

Maybe there's more

where it was originally found.

Thanks.

- He'd raise it all first.

-True.

And why of all people would

Florian Friedrich find the treasure?

Perhaps he didn't find it.

He lied about where he found it.

Maybe he lied about the whole thing.

Why throw the coins into the lake,

then retrieve them with so much fuss?

Because it's Lake Constance.

No man's land?

He can keep the treasure

since none of the neighboring countries

has a claim on it.

Hence the staging.

Of course.

So where's the treasure from?

Our witch?

Novak stole the book

and passed her knowledge to Friedrichs.

He robbed Zotter.

They were in cahoots.

They made off with 14 pestilence

pfennigs when they visited.

Mr.Bauer claims

they were hanging up outside.

Outside? How so?

Fourteen pestilence pfennigs.

That's around five percent of 273.

The assistant diver's share.

Excellent.

Mr. Mohr!

Mr.Mohr!

Mr.Mohr?

Zeiler.

Hello? Anyone home?

I fear Stefanie may be next.

Hello? Mrs. Eberle?

And we know from the witch's burning,

Novak wasn't the murderer.

No

Where was the gold found?

Somewhere where Friedrichs

had no claim on it.

I've seen drawings of how the coins

were minted in the church.

And they disappeared from there,

400 years ago.

Maybe the treasure

is still in the church?

Looks like they left in a hurry.

Something must've happened.

OK, thanks.

They're not there.

Shit!

Zotter.

Ingo Zotter took the coins

from the church.

Florian-Friedrichs learns from Novak

that Zotter has the treasure at home.

He breaks in, steals it

and throws it all into the lake.

Yes.

The lake is no man's land, so once

he pulls up the treasure, it's his.

Zotter can do nothing since

he shouldn't have taken the coins home.

-Yes.

- So he murders the diver.

-He's murdering everyone.

-Yes.

Is there a mint

in the underground passages?

No idea.

I don't know my way around down there.

Our restorer, Mr. Zotter,

has never mentioned it.

-Where is Mr. Zotter?

- I don't know. His wife died.

-He's very sad

-Not sad, furious

-Because he found a treasure?

- Because everything was taken from him.

Above all his wife.

Mr. Zotter?

Mr. Zotter?

Shit!

- His phone's been traced to the church.

-He has to be here somewhere.

- I'll go this way.

-OK.

See that?

Look.

- The mint.

-Yes.

Zeiler?

Don't hurt her.

She didn't do anything.

It's all my fault. Please.

Please.

He didn't give a shit about my wife

when he broke in.

Please.

I didn't know what Florian had done.

Please don't.

Don't do that.

Up there.

Leave my daughter alone.

She's done nothing.

No!

You'll all pay for it.

Don't do that! She's pregnant!

He won't do anything.

Will you, Mr. Zotter?

Drop that.

Drop that.

I wanted to give my wife a nice time

with the gold.

The little time we had left.

It's unjust.

-No!

- Put the knife down.

They're to blame for my wife's death

and you want to shoot me?

We don't want to shoot,

so put the knife down.

Stefanie knew nothing, Mr. Zotter.

She simply loved, as you did your wife.

There's no wrong in that.

Your wife wouldn't have wanted this.

So put it down.

-No!

-Go on.

Please.

Come on, Daddy.

I'm sorry.

We'll be all right.

You go to the van.

I'll be right there, OK?

Hello, Luna.

-It feels good.

- To face up to things.

That, too.

Are you back now?

Yes.

We'll take your van.

Sure.

Matthias Koeberlin

Peteranrener

Julia Franz Richter

TLJulia Fer nzeRichter

Philip Leonhard Kelz

"Fiona Katharina Neumeier

Fiona Katharina Neumeier

TON

Hjalti Bager-Jonathansson

Hjalti Bager-Jonathansson

"OBERBELEUCHTERIN

E-Kim Jerrett

MISCHUNG

I"SOUNDDESIGN

Stephan Liepe

MUSICSUPERVISION

MUSIC SUPERVISION

Maria Kasten

MASKE

Birgit Beranek

Birgit Beranek

ITisi Brandhofer

AREQUISITE

HMatthias Potsch

Lukas.Gnaiger

I Lukas Gnaiger

KAMERA-ASSISTENZ

HIKAMERA-ASSISTENZ

Melanie Schneider

ESPRODUKTIONSLEITUNG

HPRODUKTIONSLEITUNG

Thomas Pascher

AUFNAHMELEITUNG

W.Andreas Kispert

Susanne Nowotny

w.SusannesNowotny

SCRIPT/CONTINUITY

SSCRIPT/CONTINUITY

Nina Mayrhofer

SCHNITT-ASSISTENZ

PSCHNITT-ASSISTENZ

PCHERSTELLUNGSLEITUNG

HERSTELLUNGSLEITUNG

a.MichaeEschneider

Bei der Herstellung dieses Films sind keine Tiere zu Schaden gekommen.

Bei der Herstellung dieses Films sind keine Tiere zu Schaden gekommen

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"in Koproduktion mit der Graf Filmproduktion GmbH

gefordert von FERNSEHFONDS AUSTRIA

Bund dem Land Vorariberg

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