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MAN CAN DO WHAT HE WILLS, BUT HE CANNOT WILL WHAT HE WILLS.

If we knew

how things would end...

where our journey would take us...

would we still make the same decisions?

Or would we choose a different path?

Could we even escape our fate?

Or would what is deep within us

lead us to the same end,

like an invisible hand?

Does it matter which path we choose

if we end up

facing ourselves again and again?

Wait. Martha, that's not possible, I...

-I don't understand. -We don't have time.

What time are you from?

The question isn't from what time,

but from what world.

How did we get here?

I asked how we got here!

You're not Martha.

Who are you?

Today's the day it all began.

The day we first met.

What's that supposed to mean?

That you and I...

your world and my world...

form a knot that is inextricably intertwined.

Your world?

What do you mean, your world?

I'll make it right.

-I promise. -Wait! Where are you going?

Why am I here?

NOVEMBER 4, 2019

Mikkel, put that away.

-Morning. -No wonder you can't sleep at night.

What's up with him?

The same nightmare he always has.

Mikkel, that's enough.

Maybe it wasn't a dream.

But the here and now is one. And none of us are real.

Ever thought about that?

Ha-ha! Very funny.

Oh, the damn electricity!

Pass the butter.

Come on, Mikkel. Go get ready now.

The bowl!

Is Magnus up yet?

-Martha, is Magnus up yet? -No idea.

-Are you nuts? -I just wanted to see if you were real.

Magnus!

Magnus!

You're going to be late!

Hello!

Magnus, either you get down here or I'm coming up!

I'll be down in a sec.

-Asshole! -Race you to school. Morning, Mom.

-Idiot. -Morning.

Shall I give you a ride?

It's supposed to rain later.

No, I'll be home late today. Play rehearsal.

Don't forget, starting tomorrow you guys are at your father's place.

Man, Mom, that sucks.

Good morning, sleepy head.

I was awake half the night again.

Why did it take so long?

First day back at school. Long line at the baker's.

The apocalypse is coming.

Stay awhile.

I'm running late.

I'll see you this evening, okay?

Ulrich?

I love you.

You're beautiful.

MISSING ERIK OBENDORF

SCHOOL THEATER WEEK

I win.

Welcome back to hell.

Just because you're too pea-brained to see education is the only way out of this dump

doesn't mean we all share your retarded opinion.

-Don't forget to breathe. -Don't forget to think.

-Hey. -Hey.

-Have you seen Kilian? -Nope.

Why all the effort?

We all die in the end.

Are you sure you're not adopted?

Are you sure you don't have a stick up your ass that needs surgical removal?

-Dumbass! -Dumbass yourself!

-Hey, Martha. -Kilian.

Is there any news about Erik?

No.

It's all pretty creepy.

Good morning.

We request all grades to gather in the gym for first-period assembly.

It'll be about your brother.

It's been two weeks already. He's never been away this long.

He'd always send me a message

whenever he couldn't stand it at home anymore.

But this time, nothing.

Let's go. Otherwise Mom will be angry.

MISSING ERIK OBENDORF

It will happen again.

It will happen again.

CONTACT THE WINDEN POLICE WITH INFORMATION

It will happen again.

It will happen again.

It will happen again.

It will happen again.

It will happen again.

He hasn't said anything else all morning.

-It will happen again. -How'd it go at the doctor's?

It will happen again.

Fine. Just a check-up.

It will happen again.

I have to go. I'm running late. I just forgot something.

It will happen again.

Tick, tock.

Tick, tock.

Tick, tock.

Tick, tock.

Tick, tock.

Tick, tock.

POLICE

Erik Obendorf has been missing since October 22.

That's almost two weeks now. No traces, no witnesses.

Questioning the neighbors didn't bring any new evidence to light either.

So, do you have any ideas?

We still haven't got the shift schedules from the nuclear power plant.

All right, then follow up on that. Go see Tiedemann.

-Wöller, look into the tire treads. -Yes.

-Jankowski, talk to the Obendorfs again. -Okay.

Maybe he just took off.

It wouldn't be the first time.

Well, a black hole...

forms when a central region collapses in upon itself.

And it contains neutrons.

WORMHOLE

Well, more like neutron matter.

But not enough of it.

So when the light of a star three times the mass of the sun goes out,

then it explodes.

No, it implodes.

And that is a black hole.

And...

Can I help you?

Hello?

Are you new?

I'm Jonas.

Are you sure this is your class?

I wasn't notified of any new students.

A signature was missing.

Okay.

Bartosz, please continue.

Mm-hmm.

So then we have a black hole.

And it has a huge gravitational pull.

Everything flying around the hole is drawn to it and somehow dragged inside.

Other stars, planets, and even light.

The gravitational force is so strong, that even light is pulled into it.

Nothing can escape once it's inside.

Basically, no one knows what's behind it.

Maybe nothing. Or maybe a new world.

A world in which nothing is as it is in ours.

All I'm asking is to review your employees' shift schedules.

Erik was last seen on the forest road.

The schedules

will allow us to check employee vehicles with the tire treads we found.

Do you have a court order?

This is a request.

Not an order.

I'll have someone search them out.

How are you?

Holding up.

Okay, then.

I was wondering...

Do you think Erik could have made his way onto the grounds?

The caves are partly located under the nuclear power plant.

That's impossible.

The access points were sealed up years ago.

No one can get in that way.

Okay, then.

A quick reminder that all afternoon activities

after four o'clock are canceled due to the parents' meeting.

Except theater, which will go on as planned

but vacate the auditorium an hour earlier.

The school newspaper will meet in the youth café today

under the supervision of Mr. Hopf.

Katharina.

What are you doing here?

-I wanted to see you. -Uh-huh.

I don't know...

I know you and Ulrich...

Ulrich and the kids... I know they're part of him.

And I want you to know I won't stand in the way of that.

That's very generous of you.

Did Ulrich stop at your place this morning?

He wanted to bring something by.

Bring what by?

I don't know.

Something for school. For the kids.

No.

Then maybe he forgot.

Please don't forget to turn in your presentations next week.

No exceptions!

Something up?

You didn't tell me why I'm here.

Do we know each other?

You have no idea who I am.

You coming?

ARIADNE A PLAY

Jonas, right?

Everything okay?

What day is it today?

November 4.

What year?

2019.

I don't understand...

Mom?

Pardon?

Are you okay?

Can I help you?

POLICE

Charlotte?

We have to stop this.

That's not what you were saying this morning.

Ulrich, not here.

Oh... I'm sorry.

What is it?

Um... the...

The tire treads.

Forty-seven cars and two trucks.

In Winden alone there are 21,000 registered vehicles.

Yes. What do you want me to do with that?

I...

No idea.

I got the power plant shift schedules. We can run a check.

Wöller.

From then on, I knew that nothing changes.

That all things remain.

The spinning wheel turns.

Round and round, in a circle.

One fate tied to the next.

A thread,

red like blood,

that connects all our deeds.

One cannot unravel the knots.

But they can be severed.

He severed ours

with the sharpest blade.

And yet, something remains behind that cannot be severed.

An invisible bond.

On many a night, he tugs at it.

And then I wake with a start, knowing that nothing ceases to be.

That all remains.

And because their eyes and hearts were blind,

they were punished for their sins. Here and now.

And what flew plummeted to Earth.

And what was on Earth changed its shape.

Revealed its grotesque face,

which was nothing but blasphemy made flesh.

Great. We'll stop here.

Unfortunately, we have to finish early today.

Please put everything away for the parents' meeting tonight. Thanks.

Nine o'clock tonight by the bridge. Don't forget.

Martha.

I have no idea what you want from me, but I want nothing from you, okay?

So get lost.

Please listen to me. Maybe you don't know who I am.

-But today is November 4, and Mikkel-- -What? Mikkel?

Michael Kahnwald, Hannah's husband. He's not who you think--

Hannah's husband? Are you joking?

I don't know any Michael Kahnwald.

Hannah's husband is my dad and his name is Ulrich.

I don't know what your deal is, but just fuck off already, okay?

Wait. Not so fast.

I...

love you.

I love you.

It will happen again.

It will...

happen again.

It will happen again.

Mom?

Dad?

It will happen again.

It will...

happen again.

Tick, tock.

Tick, tock.

-Grandpa, is everything okay? -Tick, tock.

Tick, tock.

The beginning is the end.

And the end is the beginning.

Tick, tock.

Tick, tock.

REGINA TIEDEMANN AUGUST 1, 1971 - SEPTEMBER 2, 2019

Can I help you?

Are you looking for something in particular?

I wanted to know if someone was buried here.

Who?

Kahnwald,

Michael Kahnwald.

No, we have a Daniel Kahnwald, died in '64,

but no Michael Kahnwald.

Maybe that's why I'm here.

So that it doesn't happen.

What happens?

Do I know you?

I feel like I've seen you somewhere before.

Hey, wait!

What's your name?

SEPTEMBER 21, 1987

Hello?

Can I help you? You must be lost.

The master key.

For the nuclear power plant.

Is this a joke?

You kept it.

Do you think this is funny?

If you don't leave, I'll call the police.

Police--

What do you want from me?

Nothing is in vain.

No breath.

No step.

No word.

No pain.

An everlasting miracle...

of the One.

Who the hell are you?

The police were here today.

You know what you've got to do.

Kilian?

Stop screwing around, okay?

What is this?

What do you want here?

I don't want to scare you.

-Why did you say we know each other? -We do know each other.

Not now, but in another time.

What does that mean?

You've seen all this before.

The light.

The forest. Me.

It's déjà vu.

Or a glitch in the matrix.

What?

I think I know why I'm here now.

Why you came to get me.

So that I change it.

Change what?

Who is he?

-Where's Mikkel? -Mikkel?

Mikkel isn't with you?

Are you blind or what?

What's he doing here?

Did you bring him along?

What is this?

-How do you know my brother? -This can't be.

You took him with you. Heide, the babysitter, is sick.

And he didn't want to stay home alone, so he came along.

No idea what the fuck this is,

but Mikkel is old enough to look after himself.

Now, you'd better fuck off.

Get lost, freak.

Come on.

Martha.

POLICE

Charlotte? I'm going to the parents' meeting.

I can give you a ride if you like.

All right.

-Will you carry on with this? -Mm-hmm.

Why did he act like he knew you?

-Do you know him? -No.

Who knows.

Did you know Nostradamus predicted the world would end this year?

What a load of crap.

No. Really.

The apocalypse is practically around the corner.

Glad I got myself a girlfriend with her own bunker.

What?

Nothing.

Ow!

What?

And you think you'll find something here?

Erik sometimes spent nights here in summer.

Maybe the police overlooked something.

Have you heard the story of the cave monster?

-Spare us the bullshit, man. -It's not bullshit.

Some 100 years ago,

just after World War I, they did experiments in there.

What kind of experiments?

-What was that? -What?

Shit.

What's in the cave?

-What is it? -Oh, shit!

-Fuck! -What is that?

-Fuck! What's going on? -Go! Run!

-What's with the flashlights? -Go!

-Out of here! Out of here! -Martha!

-Martha, come on. -Out of here!

Run! Run!

Kilian?

Kilian?

Martha.

-Is it over? -I think so.

What...

What... What is that?

Oh, God!

Fuck!

Shit!

Oh, shit. Shit!

Fuck.

-Is he dead? -Fuck.

Yes, I think so.

Who... Who is that?

STUDENT CARD MADS NIELSEN, DECEMBER 4, 1973

Mads Nielsen.

I've waited for this moment for so long.

For you to come back.

Who are you?

Mikkel.

He didn't travel back.

He won't become your father.

And you...

will never be born in this world.

A world without you.

Isn't that what you wanted?

Yet, despite that,

this world is doomed to the same fate as yours.

Everything will fall apart.

In this world, just as it will in yours.

Again.

And again.

Because of you.

And because of me.

Martha.

SEPTEMBER 21, 1888

Jonas?

You're alive.

You're alive!

I'm not Martha.

Not your Martha.

What does that mean?

I'm here to help you find the origin.

The one thing...

that's the beginning of everything.

In your world...

and in mine.

Subtitle translation by Nathan Fritz

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