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The Living and the Dead

Part 5

Yorik, what's up?

- Boss, you should see what I'm holding. - What is it?

I ran the DNA samples through the police database.

It has the DNA information of the entire German police force.

I know what it is.

Your DNA was on the wheat from the field along with Garbo's blood.

In theory, it could've been contaminated from the crime scene inspection.

But the blood and skin got on the wheat at the same time.

It's like the perp wiped his hand on it.

So that's... you.

Why are you calling me?

I mean, why not just arrest me?

Because I owe you 48 hours.

OK...

Thanks.

48 hours. Then the DNA analysis is on Bungartz's desk.

- What do you want for breakfast? - I want out of here.

You're such an asshole.

See you in a while.

I heard you don't want any breakfast.

A coffee? You can always drink coffee, right?

How are you now?

I'd already gotten used to my attacks being gone.

- Since I've known you, miracle healer. - It has nothing to do with me.

You'll always have those attacks. It just helps for you to be clearheaded.

I don't know what to do.

I've always believed in Blochin, but now I don't understand him.

Is this about what Blochin does or doesn't do?

No, probably not.

At least, not just that.

I've recently found myself wishing it was over.

On the other hand, I can't imagine living without him.

- Say something. - I don't need to say anything.

You know it all. You just have to rearrange it.

Are we going? I'm late for school again.

- Do you like being out here? - It's OK.

OK as in "Super OK" or OK as in "not really OK"?

Not really OK. I miss Dad.

Sorry.

I had to make a call.

Don't worry, Mr. Blochin...

"Federal consultant on weapons exports to Russia."

That's your job on the guest list for a reception in the Crown Prince's palace

to honor German-Russian trade relations this afternoon,

and which will likely also be attended by Shukshin.

Wear your best suit.

I'm so sorry about what happened, Mr. Jahani.

Germany is proud to accept people like you. We should've prevented that explosion.

The police want me.

They think I planted the bomb that killed my wife and daughter.

You disappeared, so people don't understand...

But you understand, right?

We're trying to bring the culprits to justice.

But we need you to testify. Against Kirill Koroliov.

- And against Turobin. - Why always Turobin?

That attack wasn't done by one man. You're scared you'll land in prison, but...

I'm tired.

I'll tell you what you want. Just say where and when.

Excuse me.

He's not doing well.

I'm nursing him back to life.

He promised we'd play badminton.

But since he's been on the news, he won't leave the house.

Is it irreverent to inquire about the Senator of the Interior's successor?

Look where you are. Weapons lobbyists and high-class hookers.

And you're worried about irreverence?

Why's he here?

We'll see.

Having fun, Mrs. Steinbrenner?

Don't worry, I'll be in top form for the Ministry meeting.

I didn't hire you for Ministry meetings. You know that, right?

- Does he want something from you? - No idea.

He drops hints that I don't get.

It's a pain in the ass.

Blochin, don't do anything silly.

What?

I'm glad to see you in good health again.

After all those terrible things you imagined happened in my villa.

Where is Kirill Koroliov?

I heard the police are looking for him, but that's unnecessary.

He's always close to you, Blochin. And to your wife and daughter.

Where's Kirill?

Stop, stop... He's a police officer, he's with me.

What was that about?

You think that'll help?

- The shelf’s up. - You're the best.

- I'm scared. - You shouldn't be.

I think it's a really good home for Tommy.

You have to go now. It's the social worker.

Sorry, but you're better off going.

You'll wait, OK?

Hello.

Come in.

Don't give yourself a hard time.

You've already done so much. We just have to wait.

And it wouldn't be horrible if he stayed with his foster parents

and you just visited him often.

Yes, good. I'll do whatever's best for the boy.

- I'll go sit in the shade, OK? - Yes.

Are you a regular now?

A conspiratorial meeting.

Codeword?

"I love you."

Or was that last week's codeword?

How are you?

Strange.

I thought I could use my position in the Ministry of Defense to clear the fog.

Instead, I have the feeling I'm being used.

I'm worried about you, but you already know that.

The dark side of the Force is waiting up there for you.

Mom?

Luis, please, that hurts.

- Mom, can I take something off. - What?

Take care.

I'll be in touch if I have news.

Take off your shoes.

...and a garden for the doll's house.

We'll have a garden fence and maybe a swing.

Honey? Everything OK?

I've met the man I want to spend the rest of my life with.

Please put those in a separate tray.

Pockets are empty? OK, step through please.

Good evening.

Mrs. Undersecretary, can I help you?

Do you know a hotel that doesn't cost 300 euros?

Why?

I don't know where else to go.

My best friend's in Ibiza. I don't have any others.

And... what about home?

Phillip and I split up.

St. Raphael's is really good. Great minibar.

That sounds good.

But I actually need the luxury option right now.

Thanks anyway.

Sit down, but no fucking around. I'm stronger than you and you know it.

What you're doing here, Blochin...

is the stupidest thing I've ever seen a cop do.

And your blackmail attempt was smart?

OK...

Are we even?

- Let me go and we'll forget about this. - I'm afraid it won't be that easy.

Ayubu, what is it?

Blochin, everything's cool.

We just found 15 kilos of cocaine in a Lebanese Scarface-wannabe's hotel room.

Congrats. The old slave driver will be happy.

At least it'll get us some good press again.

But there was something else besides the drugs...

Something that had supposedly disappeared to the Ukraine.

Yes?

It's me.

Open the door, we have to talk.

Yorik?

Can you hear me? Open up, we have to find a solution.

Yorik?

Look at you.

It didn't work out again with the girl.

- What happened? - I just wanted to talk to her.

I swear.

I even waited until the guys left.

Mrs. Geissler?

Stötzner, police.

Do you know which pig hurt my daughter?

No, unfortunately not.

The neighbors broke in after hearing her scream.

Then they called an ambulance.

We'll find him, Mrs. Geissler. I promise you.

If you need support, my husband is a congressman...

I know who he is.

We'll do everything in our powers.

Here.

Call me as soon as she wakes up, OK? Any time.

I checked with the Speaker about the new direction in case of conflict.

The European Parliament doesn't want the Minister to talk much.

The other MEPs come from countries with bigger problems.

- Are you making progress otherwise? - With what?

With what you're here for.

- What game are you playing? - I'm not.

I'm happy you're here. I need you.

I want to know why.

Let's discuss this elsewhere.

- Yes? - I saw her.

If that was my daughter lying in the hospital, you'd be dead.

I didn't want to do it.

Pull yourself together.

Are you crying because you nearly killed her or are you worried about yourself?

I love her, man.

Listen up...

She's still unconscious.

But when she wakes up and testifies against you,

your life as you know it will be over. You know that, right?

Yes, I know.

What should I do?

I have an idea how to get you out of this alive.

- OK. How? - That's my business.

But if it works, you know what that means, right?

The DNA samples never existed.

Good.

Come to work tomorrow. And don't let on about anything.

Do something with our face, you look like shit.

- Drug trafficking is harmless? - Can I join?

Sit down.

- Does your father know you're in Berlin? - He thinks I'm in Donetsk.

But a girl with brains can't last five minutes there.

Are you feeling better?

You looked pretty bad last time I saw you.

True. You watched while your friend Kirill tried to kill me.

He succeeded with my friend David.

And his bomb killed women and children.

He did that too? More prolific than I thought.

You know where he is?

We have nothing on her. We have to let her go.

OK.

I'll give her a ride home then.

- Ever been on one of these? - Not today.

Do you have kids?

Do you let them ride on your motorcycle too?

- I have a daughter but she's too young. - Then she has something to look forward to.

Thanks for the tour.

That was my first time on a motorcycle, by the way.

I know.

- Kirill keeps calling. - What? Why?

I give better blowjobs than Dubai whores. His words, not mine.

Is anyone sitting here?

I always liked coming here.

A margarita, please.

The Brazilian trade attache always requested this hotel and then stayed in Rio. Weird.

- But you're paying this time, right? - I can afford it.

Can you put me in contact with Minister Geissler?

Sure. Why?

Because I'm one of the bad guys and need his help to save myself.

How bad are you?

Special Forces are about to storm in and arrest me.

Then I'll go to court to get my life sentence.

For what?

Murder.

- I'll visit you every week. - That'll be difficult.

I only get two hours of visiting time a month.

Luckily they have family rooms for couples.

Are we a family then?

Of course.

The wedding was wonderful.

The prison chaplain read my favorite psalm. Remember?

"Let all that you do be done in love."

First Book of Corinthians, Chapter 16, Verse 14.

But I was still happy, when, after 15 years, they released you early for good conduct.

Me too. I love my freedom.

Sorry.

I didn't find it right away.

There are usually ducks here.

I have a sentimental fondness for this part of the park.

- Do you know Claus-Jiirgen Ammler? - No.

No one does.

But he was in the Federal Government longer and in more committees than anyone.

When I started, he often brought me here to explain the rules of politics.

The first rule of politics in the Rhineland is, "He's a good man. Let's get rid of him."

And now I'm meeting you here to learn something?

The Minister and I haven't been here long.

The Ministry has its old boy networks that are hard to shake.

You're talking about Turobin.

The Russian troop withdrawal in '94.

Doesn't it seem that the relationships between Shukshin and some in our Ministry

are thicker than blood?

That's why contracts are awarded to Turobin.

Without a call for tender.

The Defense Ministry has the longest-serving administrative staff in the country.

A state within a state.

The Minister and I want to knock down these antiquated structures.

And we need you to do that.

To rock the boat a little.

To make sure that these machinations come to light.

- Why can't you do that yourself? - It wouldn't work.

If the Minister takes action against his own staff, he's a traitor.

If you do it, you're a hero.

Minister?

Dominik Stötzner, Homicide.

Mrs. Steinbrenner called you.

I'll be right there.

What do you want?

- Do you know where your daughter is? - Of course.

Have you seen her videos making the rounds on the internet?

You're hiding something.

You just won 99 points.

For me?

- Ready for the big ride? - Yes.

- Are you coming in? - I have to go. Something to do.

- You always have something to do. - Come on, I'm there when you need me.

- Can I keep this? - Sure.

Guess what? I get to ride on the motorcycle now!

Don't be mad.

A courier is bringing you a confidential dossier from the Ministry of Defense.

You asked me if you could do a story on it.

Now you can.

May I also ask who or what it is that I'm being used against?

Never look a gift horse in the mouth, OK?

Pearls of wisdom.

Sure,I'll take a look. Over and...

Out.

Thanks. Here it is... Heinrichplatz.

Pheline Nogly arranged to meet Kirill tomorrow at 3:00 pm

at Cafe Zeitlos in Kreuzberg.

That area isn't very open, so it'll be easy for us to be inconspicuous.

If Kirill shows up, I'll identify him and we can enter.

On my command, Blochin. You stay back, OK?

Dankwart disappeared two days ago. I'm worried.

Call his wife.

Yes?

She's awake?

OK, I'm on my way.

She's awake now. She's still weak, but she knows what happened.

Please wait outside, Petra. We need to speak to Freddy.

Hello, Freddy.

I'm Dominik Stötzner from the police and... your father's here too.

What do you want?

I know who did this to you, Freddy.

Yorik is my colleague.

I'll make sure he regrets it for the rest of his life

and never lays his hands on a woman again.

But I don't think it's a good idea for you to report him.

- Why? - You're the Minister's daughter, Freddy.

If the press gets wind of this, you'll be fair game.

There are unfortunately too many things you've done

that they could use to destroy you and your family.

- Like what? - He means your drug-taking.

He means your sex videos all over the internet,

in which you screw every Federal Police officer with a heartbeat.

He means all the shit you've done over the years at my expense.

I'm not defending what that young man did to you,

but... you're not innocent.

If you report him and drag our family through your mud,

you'll have to do without my support.

And you'll never see me, your mother or your brother again.

I promise.

I've had enough, Freddy. I've really had enough.

Maybe your dad's right.

Maybe it's better that way.

Maybe it's better that way.

What are you doing here?

Looking for Dankwart. He disappeared two days ago.

His wife's worried that he's back on the bottle.

I wouldn't be surprised.

We're really fucked. Totally fucked.

Funny, isn't it?

You always try to do the right thing, to be on the good side,

looking down on people like me.

Then one wrong move and you're here with me.

I've been thinking...

No matter how you look at it, you have to kill me.

You have to assume I've made copies of the video.

That I can bring you down at any time.

Don't talk like it's a shitty math problem.

How does it feel? Shitty, right? You have any idea how I feel?

You once killed a man. You seem to be dealing with it OK.

Back to the radiator.

Go on.

Cross your fingers. If you're lucky, I'll have one less problem tonight.

So, anything happening?

He should've showed up 30 minutes ago.

Seen anything suspicious?

Abort?

Not yet.

Something's not right.

He'd never stand you up like this, knowing how into you he is.

Blochin. Where are you going? Hey!

You told him we were here.

Sometimes you know what you're doing is a bad idea.

But for some reason, you do it anyway.

- What do you mean? - Something bad's going to happen.

Unknown Caller

- Yes? - Are you still in the cafe

or have you given up waiting?

Where are you? Nearby?

No. Not really.

I'm with your family.

Say hi to your dad.

What do you want?

- Arian. Bring him to me. Now. - I can't.

You have five seconds to change your mind,

or one of them will die.

I want to speak to them.

Five, four, three...

- Why do you want Arian? - Two...

- One. - OK!

Grille!

It's OK, it's OK!

What's wrong? What happened?

Sweetheart... Mom's here, come on.

Grille?

Inka?

Kirill, talk to me. What happened?

Your daughter's dead.

If you want your wife to live, bring me Arian.

Get in your car.

Drive, alone. Stay on the phone.

Don't let any other police follow you. Now!

- Where should I bring him? - I'll tell you when you have him.

Give me the keys.

What's going on?

- Give me the keys. - Blochin, what's going on?

Hey!

Where are you now?

Almost there.

- I need Arian. - He's not here.

- Where is he? - I told you he's not here.

He disappeared this morning.

He's not here.

- What? - He's not here.

What do you mean?

Where is he?

I don't know, gone. I don't know where he is.

Give me Inka.

I want to talk to Inka.

Your daughter's dead and you're still fucking with me?

Blochin...

I'm shooting your wife.

No!

Don't do it!

What happened?

Thanks for the ride.

No problem.

Hey. Where are you?

Out.

Can I come see you at the hotel?

I'm at home.

- With your husband? - No, Philipp moved to Bonn with the kids.

He wants a divorce.

And custody.

Did you hear me?

Yes...

Grille is...

Grille's dead.

What?

My God.

Are you going to get the guy who did it?

Every single cop is out looking for him.

Except for me and Blochin.

It's good that way.

I hope you know that.

It's better you're here and not out there.

Does your husband really want sole custody?

He'll never get it.

He's so angry.

I'd hoped we could resolve it peacefully.

But I think a war's on.

Why is he so angry?

I told him I'd met the man I want to spend the rest of my life with.

I don't want people ringing the doorbell at this hour.

Mama, go back to sleep. I had a really rough night.

May I come in?

Come in.

Are you nuts, leaving me here all night? I need to piss, I'm shitting my pants!

Asshole.

I hope it's enough.

Good morning.

Take care.

What?

- Well, Katrin, are you happy? - You didn't tell me it was coming out today.

Who do you think you are, Katrin the puppet master?

You named the officials at the Ministry who were in on the 15-billion euro deal...

Emlein, Borchard, Gunther... Goddamn, it's not about them.

I gave you evidence that Shukshin used that cash to start his business.

- Why isn't that in here? - Turobin put 500 lawyers on us.

Our five lawyers said it was too risky to print it without being able to prove it.

But enough to get rid of a few Ministry officials, huh?

Yes, they have even fewer lawyers than us.

Fuck you, Wasserburg.

This is the biggest manhunt since I've been here and we have nothing.

They're questioning anyone who even sold Kirill bubblegum.

- And Pheline? - She knows nothing.

She's under constant supervision, but hasn't had contact with him.

Is Dankwart ever coming back?

Has Kirill showed up?

- What are you doing here? - Any news?

Where's Inka?

Come with me.

So, any news?

Listen...

- It'd be better if you stay out of this. - You don't really believe I'd do that, right?

Blochin, this investigation needs to run smoothly.

Imagine if we find him and you flip out, which we'd all understand.

You'd ruin the case. You know the lawyers he has.

You've seen Nogly for yourself.

Yes?

OK, I'm coming. I have to go.

- Where to? - The funeral home to choose a coffin.

Blochin, promise me you'll stay away.

He ran the doorbell and I opened the door. It was around 5:00 am and I was still asleep.

- What's this about? - Schatta came to my place this morning.

- Schatta? How'd he find you? - My digital footprint.

He said anyone who uses the internet leaves behind a kind of "afterglow".

I told you he was a weirdo.

He just showed up at my door.

And?

- What did he want? - Honestly?

No idea.

He was in my kitchen. We talked for an hour. My mom thought he was nice.

- Maybe he's in love. - Nonsense.

He was sounding me out.

Good.

You and Yorik, pay him another visit.

He can't harass my people.

Find out what this weirdo's problem is. And make sure this doesn't happen again.

Regards from the Minister. He can't leave London.

The Brits disagree with the rest of the EU.

I can imagine the Minister is happy being in London right now.

He'll get as little dirt as possible thrown at him over there.

Mr. Borchard, I can imagine that you and the others mentioned

have no time for this biased newspaper article.

The Minister has made it his top priority to clear up any false allegations.

Therefore, he will conduct a full investigation.

It'd be embarrassing if these allegations are true.

If people still working here today got rich from the Russian troop withdrawal in '94.

I'm sorry, but it's not just about fingerpointing.

It's about something else.

Turobin, one of the world's largest military service providers,

has been using this Ministry as an ATM for 20 years.

We'll also deal with these unproven allegations.

Can we start the meeting?

Good morning.

Where have you been? We've been looking for you for three days!

- I had stuff to do. - OK, not so fast.

I spoke to Willi, I know what's wrong.

- Where is he? - At the hotel getting shitfaced.

- So my money's gone? - No, no...

I was at my brother's in western Germany, collecting money owed to me.

We have money again.

You didn't think to tell your wife where you were?

I wouldn't want to be in your marriage.

Thanks for your concern. It's like a funeral here today.

Blochin's daughter was killed.

Homicide, Officer Jenisch.

Shit. Where?

Dominik, it's a nationwide manhunt. We can't do anything more.

And Shukshin?

He's protected by Nogly and his lawyers. But the DA's on it.

Call from the crime squad. Arian Jahani jumped from the train bridge.

- Dead, I assume? - Very much so.

The procedure is as follows... first the body is taken away.

It'll take about three days until we have your daughter's body.

It's customary to give a tip to the hearse driver and coffin bearers.

You don't have to take care of that, I'll add it to my bill and deal with them.

Eight people will be involved.

If we say 40 euros, that's five euros per person.

And should this be a family grave?

Where, in the distant future,

maybe, if you so choose,

your daughter could be with you in a single grave?

- Would you prefer that? - Yes, I would.

A family grave it is, then.

I have to go. I promised I'd join Doreen at the youth welfare office.

You can't be serious.

You're serious?

And who'll die next?

Because you have priorities other than your family?

I'm going.

Inka?

How's your love life?

Good.

I didn't invite you here! And definitely not him!

Calm down.

You obtained a police officer's address, probably illegally, and harassed her at home.

Shall we arrest you or will you explain?

- I didn't harass anyone. - True.

But you got a really good cup of coffee.

Now I want one. What do you say?

- It's regulation that we come as a pair. - No, that rule doesn't exist.

- It's only like that on TV. - Trust me, I wouldn't go anywhere alone.

I trust my colleague 100%.

It's tragic that we trust those who end up dragging us down.

Are you referring to me?

What are you implying?

You just jerk off thinking of Magda.

Out of here. Get out!

And then?

Huh? He has nothing to say. You have nothing at all to say.

You're a poor old man trying to feel important.

Like in that talk show when you babbled about some Stasi murder plot.

No one believed you.

- He collects all this. - Enough...

You collect articles of people ridiculing you.

Shut up. You know nothing.

It was your boss, Dominik Stötzner, Homicide 7, who murdered that man.

I saw it. Him and his colleague Blochin.

What a nutcase!

And what did I do? Keep watch?

And Magda loaded the guns?

- Yorik... - Enough bullshit!

I knew it...

I knew it.

Same old story.

I'm sorry.

Don't get involved.

- What's wrong with you? - I'm sorry.

- Now he won't talk to the police. - It's a waste of time anyway.

You're probably right.

But maybe we should take down his statement.

I'm not taking him to make a statement naming Dominik and Blochin as murderers.

Magda?

Blochin just lost his daughter.

Or do you mean... you believe they shot Garbo?

Of course not.

Good.

End of story. Let's go home.

Sorry, but a raft with candles is the last thing I need.

But maybe it's what the others need.

Can I move here?

I want to be in the place where she was last.

I have the feeling she's still here somewhere.

Of course you can... stay here.

If we stay here.

Of course she's here somewhere.

Yes?

Emlein, Borchard and Gunther submitted their resignations.

Tomorrow's press release will say the Ministry's new management

have ended the untenable practices in the administration,

and are now fully focused on resolving international conflicts, etc.

We have you to thank, Mrs. Steinbrenner.

The Minister's very grateful and wants to thank you personally.

What about Shukshin and Turobin?

Is there a press release on them? Or are we happy sacrificing a few pawns?

This Ministry has no problem with Shukshin. We need him.

Shukshin is respected internationally, which is very important to us.

You know that there are no good or bad people in politics.

Only strategic partnerships.

It's good that way.

The electorate, the people in this country,

they don't need us to be a bastion of morality.

They need us to act calmly and professionally,

so they can sleep at night.

What you call "acting calmly" killed all those people in a bomb attack.

Did you consider that?

You probably have, but you don't care.

Your actions are devoid of empathy and human compassion.

If politics is no longer based on empathy, it's just about preserving a system

in which people can, as you say, sleep at night...

But don't know what they'll get in the morning.

Do you think politicians should be role models?

That we should be better than the rest out there?

It would help if we weren't worse, at least.

Why are you still here?

I'm looking at the findings of the Kirill Koroliov investigation.

- And? - And...

It makes me sick!

He's probably out of the country by now.

Dominik, we need to talk about Schatta.

Yorik said that nothing came from that conversation with him.

- But that's not true. - No?

What happened then?

Schatta said he saw you and Blochin shoot Garbo.

Why are you telling me this?

Do you want to open up an inquiry against me and Blochin?

Homicide detective Rule #5... "Good to be good, better to be lucky."

Why? What happened?

Arian Jahani's place was searched for the Koroliov investigation.

They found a GPS receiver matching the transmitter on Garbo's car.

And the shells he was shot with.

What? Arian Jahani shot Garbo?

Seems so.

One less case on your desk.

Why did he still have the shells? Why didn't he throw them away?

No idea. Maybe he likes trophies.

- Congratulations. Very good work, people. - Thanks.

Magda?

- Are you coming to the funeral tomorrow? - Of course.

Good night, Dominik.

I don't have kids myself.

Grille was my sister's daughter.

But even if I were to have kids of my own,

I could never love them as much as I loved Grille.

I never worried about her because... she was a special person.

And I always thought that God or fate or whatever you want to call it,

has big plans...

Big plans for special people.

Leave.

I know you won't believe me, but I'm really sorry for what happened.

Get out of here... Before I lose it.

Will you wait a second?

I...

I have to go.

I miss you.

I miss how it used to be.

Hello, Blochin.

All the pain in your face...

It hurts me.

I wanted to come today.

But I couldn't.

I sent Nogly instead.

You shouldn't have.

Maybe.

I'm sorry.

I sometimes can't find the right way to express my feelings.

Why all this insanity?

- I ask myself that all the time. - It's always the same.

It starts off small, then gets bigger and bigger

until it's out of control.

My daughter's dead and I don't know why.

It's my fault.

I ordered Kirill to wipe out all witnesses to the drug trafficking.

If the press and the police had started looking into Turobin's past because of this story,

then things that belong in the dark would've come to light.

Darkness is the friend of those who avoid the light.

- I was always scared of the dark. - I know.

Kirill went too far.

The bombing, killing your daughter...

I didn't want that.

But I'm responsible.

You can hate me, you can kill me, here I am.

I won't defend myself.

But if you let me live, I can help you to find Kirill.

- Where is he? - I don't know. No one does.

But he's somewhere, and everybody can be found.

What do you say?

I'll find Kirill and make him pay for everything he's done.

Even if I have to see the world burn for this.

Can I help you?