All language subtitles for Kommissar Rex S08E11 Verliebt in einen Mörder-eng

INSPECTOR REX

IN LOVE WITH A MURDERER

We should be cops,
still asleep at this hour.

So you've slept well
and want something to eat.

- Hi.
- Did you sleep well, Inspector?

Okay.

- Are you all right?
- I need a schnapps.

You know
it's in the top...

There's something
I've always wanted to ask you.

Go ahead.

- You're with Homicide.
- Mm.

What's the worst thing
you've ever experienced?

- Do you really want to know?
- Yes.

It was a terrible story.

A murder case,
in the city centre.

In winter.
Ice and snow everywhere.

Several patrol cars outside
the building. A crowd.

I drive up.
I let the car door slide open.

People know who I am.

It's quiet.
No one's breathing.

I approach the crime scene,
the crowd parts...

And I fall flat on my face.
Dreadful story.

Don't worry, Elli. Do as I say
and nothing can go wrong.

You know you can trust me.

Yes...
but it's not that simple.

I can't sleep
without tablets any more.

I don't want to be in here
a few more years. Let's end it.

Don't talk like that.
But you must understand me.

You're the most important thing
in my life, Elli.

When I get out, we'll marry
and have a great life.

- Don't you want that?
- I'd do anything for you.

Yes.

I have something for you.

Now we're engaged.

I love you.

Just one more minute.

- Mr Baumgartner?
- It's open.

Sorry to bother you so late.
I'm out of mustard again.

That's okay.
You know where it is.

Yes. Thank you.

Statistics prove you get hungry
on night duty at 11 p.m.

I thought I'd get some food
before that happens.

Chinese?

- Oh. I should have known.
- Pizza again?

Okay.
I'm on my way.

Kunz will take eight minutes
to get to the restaurant,

twenty minutes
to get the pizzas

and eight to get back.

That makes half an hour...
a good half hour.

And if Rex goes
for the mortadella...

Kunz?

I forgot to ask you
what pizza topping you want.

- Marinara.
- I don't give a toss.

One marinara
and one tossed salad.

Hoffmann, Homicide.

Yes. We're on our way.

We can forget the pizza.

It was terrible.

I did exactly what you said.

No, I don't have them
with me.

A cheese sausage
and a small beer. Hurry.

Coming.

No! I don't have the things
with me. I'll get them tonight.

You did a great job.
I told you it would work.

Now calm down
and think about our plans.

Yes.

- Do you still love me?
- Yes, I do.

Bye.

Right.
Sweet or hot mustard?

They used a detergent box
as a silencer

and even opened
a bottle of schnapps.

Cool type.
Looks like a pro.

A pro would have
taken the cartridges.

- Pity, but you're right.
- When was I last wrong?

The killer must have hidden
in the shop,

waited till closing time
and then fired from there.

Can you smell something?
What is it?

Rex!

Schnapps!

It smells of schnapps.

Genuine rowanberry.
Could be the same bottle.

The murderer
must have done that.

The bloodstains show
it was put there after the shot.

Why open a schnapps bottle
and pour some down the sink?

No idea.

Elli, have you heard
what happened?

What? You know
I'm in the stand all day.

A sausage with hot mustard,
a roll and a beer.

The supermarket was robbed
and the manager shot.

- I saw them bringing him out.
- Dreadful.

Such a nice man.
Do they know who did it?

Some criminal. Shows you
how quickly it can be over.

Know what?
Give me another beer.

You're late today.

I came before.
You weren't here.

People could have
helped themselves.

I went to buy cigarettes.

Somehow you're different
from usual today.

- How do you mean?
- So nervous.

I'm just tired.

But here comes Herbert.

- Hi.
- I'm going straight to bed.

Sleep well, Elli.

Supermarket,
robbery, murder, use of a gun...

Packaging as a silencer...

Lets see how many hits.

Not many would do it that way.
It's quite unusual.

There are two.
Let's look at the first one.

Fritz Platt.

Died recently in a shoot-out.
It's not him.

And?

Erwin Schuster.
Exactly the same method.

But he's been in prison
for two years.

Dreadful.

- Look at you.
- I've just been to the lab.

There really are traces of saliva
on the bottle.

The DNA analysis showed
they're from a guy in prison.

Erwin Schuster?

I can't tell you guys anything.

But it gets worse.

The bullet was fired
from exactly the same gun

as Schuster used in the murder
he's doing time for.

The murder weapon
was never found.

There you are.
I always said it wasn't me.

But the police found traces
of your DNA there.

There's only a 98% chance
it's mine.

- That leaves 2% uncertainty.
- Yes.

I argued that at your hearing.
It didn't convince the court.

But this will. I couldn't
have committed that murder.

Someone else committed
the crime I was jailed for.

Right.

I'll demand access to files
on the current case.

Go after the police.

After all,
I'm an innocent man in jail.

A peppermint stick
is still the best way

to mask the smell here.

- I know the oil.
- That, too.

But back to our topic.

Compared with our knowledge
of fingerprints,

DNA analysis is
a relatively young science.

That's why we speak of
a "likelihood" of identity.

So there's no certainty?

Well, not 100% certainty.

There are several test methods
and ways of calculating it.

With one there's a likelihood
of one to 100,000,

with the other, it's one
to a couple of billion.

And with the method
used in this case?

The likelihood is
one to 100 million.

That means that
out of 100 million people,

two might have the same DNA.

Thanks.
I didn't know much about it.

Schustefs in jail, yet there's
been another murder-robbery,

identical to the one
my client was sentenced for.

Neither the proceeds
nor the weapon have been found,

the DNA result isn't
100% certain

and a detergent packet
was used as a silencer too.

These are not coincidences.

Why are you telling me this?

- Go to the public prosecutor.
- I will. Don't worry.

And I'll apply for a review.

- Why are you here then?
- I want details of the weapon

and to know whether
you found traces of DNA.

Then you should go
very quickly.

Pardon?

Or I won't have time
to obey your wishes.

Hurry UP-

So I see you're still free.

Like a disciplinary transfer?

There's a job going in archives.
Just the thing.

- Who was that?
- Mr Schustefs lawyer.

A real arsehole.
We'll be hearing more from him.

- That's not like you.
- He always stuffs us around.

We catch them, he frees them.
Then we catch them again.

- Sounds like the police.
- You said it.

Right. Schuster was in jail
at the time of the murder.

- No day release.
- Best alibi in the world.

Yes.
I also found out from the jail

that a certain Klaus Felber
was released a week ago.

And he was in the same wing
as Schuster.

I'd like to meet him.

Oh!
The peppermint stick.

Hey!

The lady can sit with us
and you can piss off.

- Well, what have we here?
- Bad cards, I'd say.

Listen...

- Three queens.
- Oh, no.

How are you?

You two muppets
are surprised, eh?

Aren't you going to chase him?

Mr Felber?

Please sit down.

- What do you want?
- Nothing special.

But you ran away,
so we do have some questions.

No one likes talking to cops.

Tell us about Mr Schuster.

You were in jail together
for a long time.

I don't know anything.
And please leave me alone.

Shit!

- Shit!
- Mr Felber...

The beer here isn't that bad.

Spilling someone's beer
is mental torture.

- Go to the European Court.
- I have the address.

Can we buy you
a glass of red wine?

Well, Mr Felber?
What's up?

Go, Rex!

Well?

- What's wrong?
- Not running away?

I can't swim.

And you just let Felber go?

No...

he spent a bit more time
in the water.

And imagine, he was suddenly
able to remember Schuster.

But he has an alibi
for the murder.

He said a lot of women
visited Schuster in prison.

He met them through ads.

Hey...

Why do quite a lot of women
go for guys in prison?

Anything else you'd like
to know about women?

Why do they send
those guys money,

do their laundry
and bring them food parcels?

We can ask them. We have
a whole list of Schuster chicks.

I'll start questioning them.

- Thanks. That's enough.
- You can handle it.

Why does an attractive lady
like you go for crims...

for fellow citizens
who have strayed

and need guidance
back into society?

Do I detect a hint of jealousy?

I really wanted to be
a nurse or something like that.

But you can help
people psychologically here.

True. Sometimes this place
is more like a medical practice.

But I got fed up
with Schuster pretty quickly.

When I saw he just wanted
to use me, it was over.

When did you last
talk to him on the phone?

We know the mobile phone age
has arrived in jails too.

Four or five months ago.

But we didn't call each other
much. We usually wrote.

It's easy to find a man
to sleep with,

but then I met him
personally.

We talked a lot, and I realised
he wasn't a bad man.

I can imagine.

Every night
I read the letters he wrote me.

That's why I can
stand all this.

- But he's still a murderer.
- It was never proven.

It was circumstantial evidence.

He's just been unlucky
all his life.

That's what he told you.
And you trust him just like that?

I know he'll never
let me down.

Where were you yesterday
when the murder took place?

- You have strange ideas.
- It's my job. I have to ask.

I was here at the stand.
I can't just lock up.

Did you notice
or see anything?

No.

Thanks. That's all.

- Hi, Elli.
- You gave me a fright.

- Have you read the paper?
- What does it say?

The murder must have been
between 6.30 and 6.40 p.m.

The store manager locked up
at 6.30

and the money transport people
found him at 6.40.

That's exactly when
you were away.

I told you
I was getting cigarettes.

I was surprised. I saw
two full packs when I looked in.

I smoke a lot
and wanted more.

That lady was from
the police, wasn't she?

- What makes you think that?
- She showed you her ID.

So?

I could tell her
you were away at the time.

If you've got nothing to hide...

What do you want from me?

I want you
to have a drink with me

and be nice to me.

Think about it.

Bye.

Elli Lischka's sausage stand is
near the crime scene. Right?

Besides,
she was pretty nervous

and no one could confirm
that she was in the stand.

She visited Schuster
every week.

Would a woman commit
murder and robbery?

Not for the money.
Crimes of passion are common.

She may not have
done it herself,

but I'm quite sure
she's involved.

I'd say
she's a hard one to crack.

We've no choice
but to watch her.

I think I have an idea.

What?

Your lawyer's coming today.
Do you know what to do?

Yes, I do.

You seem so depressed.
Yet it went so well.

The police came today.

I told you they'd come
once they knew about us.

Well?

The usual questions.
Nothing special.

But there's another problem.

I've told you about Wanek,
a regular.

- He wants something from me.
- Who does he think he is?

He thinks he can put pressure
on me. There may be problems.

- Did he notice anything?
- Just that I was away for a bit.

Don't worry. He drinks
and he's not young.

He should watch out
or he'll have an accident.

You mean
something could happen to him?

I'll think about it.

Come on, Rex.
Let's get started.

- Hello. You're late.
- Sorry.

- Enjoy your meal.
- Hello.

Niki, listen to this.

Schuster writes to
a Sabine Pospischil

"When I get out of prison
I'll marry you.

"We'll catch up on everything
we've missed out on.

"Erwin."

Here he says
"It will be your best day.

"We'll marry, go away
and start a new, better life."

They're all the same. He made
the same promises to them all.

At least he writes.

I knew someone who wrote
incredibly beautiful love letters.

Really?
And do you still have them?

Of course.

You're pretty romantic
for a cop.

Only after hours.

- Hello.
- Morning.

I'm Dr Wagner. A sausage
with sweet mustard and a crust.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Thank you very much.

If I understood
the clown correctly...

Schustefs lawyer was
at Elli Lischka's stand

and picked something up...

"I'm so happy
I'm the only girl in your life.

"I'd do anything for you."

What did Kunz say?

- I've never seen you here.
- I go all over Vienna.

But it's good here.
I'll come more often now.

- How much?
- Nothing.

We're in the same boat.

- You can't afford it either.
- Don't worry about me.

Thank you. Let's go.

The schnapps in the washbasin
came from the bottle.

So it was poured away,
not drunk.

But during his crime,
Schuster did drink the schnapps.

Hey... wait.
Drink again.

Go on, drink.
For me.

- See?
- What?

When you drink, only your
lower lip touches the bottle.

In this case, the saliva
was spread evenly

over a 3 cm area
around the neck of the bottle.

So the saliva was deliberately
spread on the bottle.

Exactly.

And in our case the manager
was shot from behind.

- Schuster shot from the front.
- Not bad.

Hello.

The usual, please Elli.

Why are you so quiet?
You could be a bit friendlier.

Come on, Elli.
Give me a kiss.

Give me a kiss, please.

Let me go, you bastard!

Oh? Then I'll have to
spell it out for you.

Come to the Danube Island
at midnight.

And be on time,
or I'll tip off the cops.

Why are you so turned off?

I'll bring something to drink.

Okay. See you later.
Bye.

- Hi, Elli.
- Hello, Herbert. See you.

- Got her address, Wimmer?
- Of course.

- Follow her all night.
- Okay.

- Here's a snack.
- Thanks.

Bye. Come on, Rex.

Lischka.

It's me, my darling.
Did the lawyer visit you?

- Yes.
- Good.

Oh... already?

And he said
he'd bring something to drink.

He threatened me too.

- I don't know what to do.
- Simple. Go and meet him.

Then stall him.

You've got sleeping pills.
Give him a few.

He's not meant to wake up.

I can't do that.

I can't just kill Wanek.

But he'll keep coming back,
Elli.

He'll want you to be nice,
or he'll want money.

- It will never stop.
- You're right.

What if he doesn't drink much
or the tablets don't work?

I can't help you
from in here.

And remember, you wrote
you'd do anything for me.

- I love you.
- I love you too, Elli.

Women!

Don't be so shy, darling.

Like them, sweetie?
How about it?

Good Lord, it's Elli.

- Actually on time.
- I got dressed up for you.

They'd run out of crystal.

Well? Aren't you
going to pour me some?

It's a better wine.
Not the one I usually drink.

Sorry...

but I'm generous today.

- Cheers, Elli.
- Cheers.

To seeing more of each other.

Now please kiss me.

The medical officer
wasn't exactly wrong.

It may look like
a classic case of drowning,

but in the position he was in

people almost always manage
to get out of the water.

Even if they're drunk?

He doesn't seem to have drunk
enough to be incapacitated.

He may have had
a drink beforehand.

Right. He had a drink,
brought wine here with him,

drank another half litre,
and drowned when he fell in.

That's possible.

But the facial cyanosis points to
sleeping tablet poisoning.

So, alcohol, sedatives
and atypical drowning?

It is a lot, but that's why
the doctor called the police.

Morning.

- Who is it?
- Albert Wanek.

Amazing! He was
at Lischka's stand yesterday.

Fancy.

He seemed to be
harassing her.

Kill his type off, and we'll
have more parking spots.

Ha ha.

Wimmer said Elli Lischka was
definitely at home all night.

So we confirm her alibi.

Rex'?

I got the money,
so we can move quickly.

- What will you do?
- I've applied for the review.

Then we can try
to have the case reopened.

- Our chances are good.
- Good? They're outstanding.

I didn't do it, so I didn't
commit the other murder either.

- It was someone else.
- Sounds conclusive.

We have to
convince the prosecutor.

That's not enough.
You have to be convinced too.

We got all these letters
from Schustefs cell

and, as you can see,
Miss Lischka,

Mr Schuster had contact
with loads of women.

So?

I got to know him
through an ad too.

Did he tell you
about these other women?

No.

So he didn't say
they sent money and food?

Why shouldn't he accept them
in his situation?

Miss Lischka...

I really do understand
that you want to defend him.

- But he doesn't deserve it.
- Why not?

He made the same promises
to everyone...

to marry them when he got out

and take them
to beautiful places...

Does that sound familiar?
It's in this letter too.

And in that one,
and that one... all the same.

Can I...
Can I go now, please?

Yes, you may go.

Call an ambulance.

Rex, search!

Homicide, Herzog. Ambulance
to 1 Upper Augarten Street.

The old glasshouse
in the Augarten.

Help me. Take her legs.

One moment.

When you told me
he just used and deceived me

I just wanted out.

Okay.

The coffee's too hot.
When will your boss be back?

He's on an urgent job.
He won't be long.

- So you cover bag thefts now?
- Statistically speaking, no.

But the devil never sleeps.

That's why
he's not in Homicide.

Hello, Dr Wagner.

- At last.
- What can we do for you?

Plenty.

Your colleague let me
look at the murder files.

Most informative.
Same weapon, the same DNA...

I assume you will have to
support my client's release.

Or his sentence will be extended
for incitement to two murders.

His girlfriend made
a full confession.

Keep visiting him, but you
won't get dirty money for it.

How dare you!

I'm sure it wasn't deliberate.

Dreadful.