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Sigmund!

Schlomo.

Come!

Sigmund!

-Mother. -All of us are made of soil.

And will become soil again.

But, Mom, I...

I don't...

I don't want to die!

Give in.

Kill yourself.

Mother.

Father.

I have to hurry.

COCAINE

You're not to decide when you have to die.

I am!

Come on!

A new attempt.

Make us proud.

One step, Sigmund.

A small one. What's so difficult?

TOTEM AND TABOO

Are you sure?

Freud is alive. I saw him leave his house.

Izom, please guard Fleur's room.

Can you explain that? This wasn't the plan.

Fleur was right.

He's not normal. He could resist.

You're losing it.

You and her can't do it anymore. You're losing your talent.

I don't have a talent.

I'm using a method.

Fleur has the talent.

Fleur is the talent.

Her talent is failing now!

She's fighting.

They're fighting me. Together.

Is he the reason?

MUCHA MURDERS

I don't know, I guess so.

Three, Viktor. Three out of how many?

Four dozen!

It's getting out of control.

What if the singer remembers?

Remembers Fleur and Táltos?

That's impossible. Nobody remembers anything.

And the abnormal Freud?

The next carriage that comes along could be full of soldiers.

Sophia.

Sophia!

Imperial Highness.

I want...

to meet Fleur Salomé again.

In my palace in the city.

It's a great honor and we are delighted.

When will you expect us?

Not "us."

She'll come on her own.

I understand.

Are you wishing for a séance or a prophecy?

My mood on that evening will decide what I'll wish for.

Of course, your Highness.

Does this increase our chances of getting invited to the People's Ball?

She'll be alone with Rudolf.

Alone with the crown prince.

Alone in his palace?

He won't want a séance with--

How do you imagine it?

She goes in, thinking she'll tell him his future and he...

-You and I know what will happen. -She's still a virgin.

It would break her.

So what?

It's the direct way to him.

It's greater than anything we ever dreamt of.

She won't do it anyway.

She won't let it happen.

She doesn't let me get close to her anymore.

I saw it in her eyes last night.

You will make her.

No matter how.

-Here you go. -Thank you.

Well?

Dr. von Schönfeld?

Good morning, Dr. Freud.

He sang all night long.

Doctor, I'd like to talk to you.

I know that things between us didn't go too well, but...

I had an experience that I keep thinking about.

Thanks, Dr. Freud.

I'm looking forward to it. But unfortunately, I'm busy now.

When, Doctor?

It's urgent. I think we shouldn't waste time.

We should urgently speak with each other.

Thanks, Dr. Freud. I'm looking forward to it.

But unfortunately, I'm busy now.

Madam?

Maria?

Yes.

Are you on your own?

Yes.

Where are Sophia and Viktor?

In the city.

Izom?

He drove with them.

Relax! Calm down!

Izom!

Calm down!

Relax! Izom!

No! No! No!

No!

Let her go!

-Why? -Let her go!

Take it.

Leave!

I'll never touch you again.

Leave us alone.

-As you order. -Shut up and leave.

Izom.

Shut the door.

The men come to you.

And they bring all the sad things.

Everything dark and bad.

And you take it from them.

You give them light.

But it's poisoning you.

Your dreams, your sleep.

Your soul.

And I knew it.

I knew it and I let it happen.

I wanted your light.

I used you.

It's over.

I want to leave.

I know.

We won't stop you. I'll give you all the money you need.

Then it will be over.

I'm sorry, Fleur.

The carriage was Rudolf's, right?

What did he want?

You.

Invited you to a private séance.

I'll do it.

You want something good, please don't think I don't know that.

A future in peace for Hungary.

-Fleur-- -That's what you worked for.

We did. The Hungarian nobility.

A friendship with the Emperor. I won't ruin it shortly before the goal.

It will be my farewell gift.

Father! Father!

Give me that.

Please.

Good morning, Inspector!

Good morning.

Wait a sec, boy. I told you...

We can rely on our snotty brat.

Have you ever seen any one of them before?

Maybe him?

No.

Are you sure? Take another look.

Yes.

Maybe...

Maybe it was her brother. Leopold von Schönfeld.

Are you serious?

Do you believe the hocus-pocus of the doctor's lover?

Why should Dr. Schönfeld cut off his own sister's toes?

...that it won't be any more true, medically,

if he goes on about it in Greek.

Professor! I'm with the police. Is Leopold von Schönfeld here?

Dr. von Schönfeld is at home.

Sick note.

Do you have a picture of him?

Could you ask more politely?

Do you have a picture of him, please?

Come along, please.

Here!

All right, come here.

Do you see him?

It was him.

What is this about?

Why do you badger Dr. von Schönfeld? He has enough reason to suffer.

More than his sister?

I demand an explanation!

I'm looking for an explanation.

-See you. -Professor.

Inspector?

You want to see Mucha?

There are more important things than Mucha now.

What is it, are you coming?

Dr. von Schönfeld?

Kiss!

Oh, no.

Leopold!

Why is the door open?

-Don't come in here. -Leopold!

What are you doing in my house?

-Leopol-- -Please don't go in.

One more breath, please.

Not too deep.

When they were little...

he always carried her.

I think he believed that she'd always be his little doll.

He would have rather died than to see her like this.

Explain this to me, please.

Why did he do this?

Why?

Kiss.

What's this?

What the...?

Von Lichtenberg, Mucha and now Schönfeld.

It looks like those three men made their worst fantasies a reality.

Their darkest secrets. Like in a nightmare. Or...

Fleur knew those men's darkest secrets, without knowing where it came from

or why.

How can you explain this?

I hardly know anything yet, true?

Let's keep going with your therapy.

No, thanks. I don't need that.

What will he want?

To see the future. He wants to know when he'll be the Emperor.

What shall I say?

In nine years. Or is that too long?

I have a different feeling.

What if this is just a pretense?

A pretense for what?

What if I'm not alone and the whole family will be there?

The Empress has lost a child.

Maybe she wants me to talk to the child.

Stop this. You'll manage it.

I'll have the horses hitched up. Sándor!

We leave at eight sharp. Sándor!

There she is.

Fleur Salomé.

One last time.

I'll miss her.

Sometimes.

I always will.

What if he doesn't like what I say? I can lie, if you want me to.

Fleur. Fleur, everything will be fine.

Because I'm here.

No matter what will happen, you'll let it happen,

and when you wake up tomorrow, you won't remember it.

I'm here!

You're turning into a Táltos.

I tried to hypnotize him this morning.

It didn't work.

Why not?

I think he's already hypnotized.

All the time, right now?

That's possible?

It normally isn't.

But there are stories about it in literature.

Wild tribes.

People who submissively obey orders.

Superstition.

So?

According to the stories, how can one end it?

Magic words.

Superstition.

As I said, but...

maybe there's some truth to it.

Yes, he made a mess of his father.

The son messes up his father.

It's the other way around.

Normally.

Father, give me that.

"Give me that"?

My son.

He ran away from the battle in Maglaj.

He deserted.

Prepare the prisoners for removal.

Order dismissed!

We have more urgent things to do, Captain.

A deserter was found. A coward.

And a traitor.

Stop!

He's already been court-martialed.

Shoot him.

Stop!

I'm asking for mercy for my...

For my only son.

Martial law has no grace provision, Captain.

Not for deserters.

You'd have to convince me of your absolute loyalty.

How?

Your toughness towards the enemies of the empire!

How?

"How?"

Those prisoners over there...

Shall we share our food with them?

Shoot them.

Then I'll free your son.

They're defenseless prisoners.

Them or him.

Execute!

No!

Father!

Father!

Stop it!

Stop it, Father!

I'll do it!

Don't shoot!

Give me that.

I'll earn my life myself.

Kill them!

Give me that.

Please.

No!

And then?

The other prisoners were allowed to stay alive.

He was a man of honor.

He stood by his word.

What have you got there?

I...

I'm convinced that there's a connection.

Between Leopold von Schönfeld, Mucha and Georg.

Which one?

This morning, Leopold von Schönfeld stood right where you are standing now.

He spoke about a nice melody that Mucha sang.

It seemed as if it attracted him.

Both of them knew it.

Both of them heard it?

If one knew the melody that the other one sang obsessively...

Maybe...

It triggered something.

Yes.

It meant something to him, but...

he didn't wake up.

You don't know the magic word.

Your hatred for Georg must have been huge.

Well...

Mrs. von Schönfeld!

Clara is going back home?

The right decision. I'm glad about that.

Me too.

I can start the treatment soon. Tomorrow, if you want.

Stay where you are!

Do you think I'm taking Clara out of here to throw her to you?

Do you think my son did this to her?

You'll never see Clara again.

Clara is Leopold's victim, but I also believe that he himself was a victim.

Get out of my way!

You want your daughter back and to know what happened to your son.

I'm your only chance.

She's mine!

Half of it now.

I have one more question.

Why does the army want the inspector dead?

If anyone finds out, Konrad,

the army will be in front of your door.

-Then your ladies would see you dead. -It's fine, Lieutenant.

It's fine.

Where will you be?

Right around the corner. We'll wait in the cab.

We'll be near you, and once you're back, you'll fall asleep again.

Go get him.

Your Imperial Highness.

Miss Salomé.

Take a seat.

Thanks.

I was rather impressed the last time we met.

I wasn't at my best.

I wanted to apologize for that.

I don't know what you mean.

Seeing you in an ecstasy like that accompanies me through every night.

You were helpless.

That's what matters.

I liked that.

What's the reason for my visit?

Are you interested in the future?

You really can read minds.

I am interested in the future.

I'd suggest that we sit down at the table.

Fight back a little.

Please.

Scream a little.

Please.

Come on, fight back!

Amen.

Enjoy the meal.

Don't you like it, Sigismund?

You love chicken.

I wanted to give you a treat.

Siggi, Eli still doesn't know what he should write to his mother.

Concerning the practice and your career.

She thinks Martha isn't telling her the truth.

About finances.

-What does he want to write to her? -The truth, of course.

And the truth is that every doctor has to acquire renown at first.

And soon, everyone will know Sigismund's name. Anna!

Well, if that has to be...

He certainly won't write her about a certain lecture you gave.

It's said that you demonstrated that mute women remain mute through hypnosis.

It must have been impressive.

What? What kind of story is that?

Anna would love to tell you, Father.

I attracted attention again.

Eli, our appointment tomorrow morning is still on?

You two have an appointment?

Why?

-Eli owes me something. -Yes.

Financial advice.

Correct.

Come here, you.

What?

Miss Salomé...

Dr. Freud.

You're blistering hot.

Do you feel feverish?

Who did this to you?

I'm glad you're here.

Tomorrow, we'll end this.

We'll go to Kiss.

This might hurt a little.

Fleur?

Fleur, what...?