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(Tense guitar music)
Where is Mario Brasi? Where is his car?
Our client, Mr Li, is beginning to lose patience
and the confidence in the "Aschberg Future" project.
(Gina:) We have a dead body under the patio.
Keep your hands off of that policewoman.
(Music ends.)
You are now listening to me very carefully.
You release that right now.
And his gun He'll get it back, too.
Are you crazy? - No.
I've been on the phone with the Italian consulate on the phone.
This is their bodyguard.
And you dumbass punch him in the Tail light! -Can't be.
But.
Will you call yourself?
So ...
Give me the key.
(Suspicious Music)
You are so lucky, that you have me.
He'll get the gun back, too.
(Somber, suspicious music)
Grazie. - Prego.
(Tense music)
(Dramatic Music)
(Music fades.)
Prego.
Take care.
(Somber music)
To your complete satisfaction.
(Lively, mysterious music)
(cuckoo)
(Music fades.)
Where is this zero-star chef?
We have a problem.
Afrodite, my darling. Go play.
Man ...
Tanja and co are looking for Brasi's car.
I think she thinks he's dead.
You told told your meter maid,
Brasi is some tourist.
Yes, but the Italian police told her.
he's wanted mafioso.
She knows that now?
Excellent retard. - Why me?
You shouldn't have lied to her. - Thanks for the tip.
Say that before next time! - Man!
You should have said what type. type this is, then we'd be out of it.
No one would associate Brasi associate with us.
Höpke saw you in Brasi's car, Pipo.
Tanja didn't mention anything about that.
Is this a trick? - No, no, no.
This one has nothing against us.
(birds chirping)
(Excited birds chirping)
(cell phone ringing)
Höpke?
(Man:) "Sì, Seniore Police Captain Höpke?"
Yes, speaking.
"This is the Consolato Generale. d'Italia, Stoccarda."
"The Italian Consulate General Stuttgart."
About time. I've been waiting all day for you to call me back.
"Sì, how can I help you?"
Do you have an Adriano Conti working for you?
"Adriano Conti?" - Yes.
"Please, just a moment, please."
Yes, I'll wait.
(Excited birds chirping)
(Beeping sounds)
Well, come here.
"Sì ..." - Yes?
"Sì, non, niente. There is no such thing."
"Arrivederci."
(Line is disconnected.)
(Somber music)
(birds chirping)
(Somber, tense music)
Bitch.
(Tense music)
(Music ends.)
What the ...
Say, can't you bell out front, like normal people?
If I were normal, you and I would be not related.
Oh, what do you want?
What's going on there with the Conti? What's going on?
Nix.
Fuck somebody else, sis. He doesn't work at any consulate.
That the one undercover bodyguard they'll tell you,
the constable of Aschberg, degree still on the nose.
Yes.
Me.
So ...
What's going on?
First: nix.
Secondly ... it's none of your business.
And third, if you ever come through my garden,
I'm kicking you out.
What do you think of these? Hello, Oliver.
Huh? - Nice.
Anything wrong?
He was just leaving.
The ...
It's hideous.
(Ominous Organ Music)
(Conti, Italian:)
(Ominous Organ Music)
(Music fades with somber final note.)
(Door opens.)
Why did you hide this from me? - Because you're bullying the Rossis.
And so far I haven't had anything concrete.
And now you have what, or what?
What is that?
I think, this is the same car
like the one in Anton's barn.
And?
I have a suspicion, that it's all connected.
The vault robbery, the car and the death of Anton Lenzinger.
With Pipo Rossi?
He took the car went for a drive.
And his brother?
(kissing sounds)
What does he do?
He's lying.
About Brasi not knowing him.
And now there's Another Italian here.
Yes ...
And there's a secret. real estate project in Aschberg.
And the pizza place, I guess it's ... - I know.
And it stops now.
And I know you all think I'm stupid.
You, the others. - I don't!
Yes, you do. - No, I just don't like you.
Ah, thank you.
Fuck!
(knocking) (annoyed:) No.
I said no.
Me too?
No, of course not, Nonna.
That was for the honk down there.
Don't be so hard on him. You know your daddy loves you very much.
He's just sometimes a little clumsy.
Pff, sometimes ...
What did you want?
(Calm, sustained music)
(Soft Music)
Papa never lets me do that.
He just still thinks you for his little girl.
But the pizza place is cleaning itself out, Everybody's cleaning themselves out, so we are too.
Will you do my hair then too? - Absolutely not!
(Lively Music)
Yeah!
(Lively Music)
(Music quiets down.)
Tonight we are a pizzeria. -And a family.
(Tense Music)
Papa would be proud of you.
He has always so much time with you.
No, I was jealous of you.
You were a child, and ... your mother died, and ...
Well, probably he just wanted to be there for you.
Hey ... it's all good, We were both kids.
But we're adults now. - Yes.
(Carried, soulful music)
Hey, don't push it. - Pipo?
(Music fades softly.)
I should have asked you first about the loan and our house.
And the surety. - Mhm.
Yes, you really should have.
(Soft music in the background)
And?
Are we good again?
(He laughs softly.)
Everything will take its usual course.
Will I know for sure?
M-m.
(Lively, mysterious music)
(Tense Music)
(Triumphant sound)
Stupid cow.
(Determined Music)
(Music pauses.)
(Excited music)
(Music ends abruptly.)
(Soft, ominous music)
Marc, since when do you take out the trash?
Every time you tell me. - Three times a day?
(Curious Music)
(Promising Music)
(cell phone ringing)
Yes?
Did you tell anyone that we found the car?
Just forensics. Why?
Just like that.
Did you? - Nah. Why?
Just like that.
(Ominous Music)
(Music fades.)
(Soft music in the background)
Wow! - Wow.
Ta-da!
(Pipo laughs.)
Hey, you look adorable.
(Soft music in the background)
(Door opens.)
Oh, buona sera, buona sera. - (woman:) Good evening.
Are there two of you? - Yes.
Come on. I'll show you your table.
It's nice there in the corner.
Signora. - Thank you.
Please do.
So ... Let's do this first light the candle. Here you go
Pass on ...
Benvenuti.
We have reservations.
My mother.
Please.
How about an aperitivo? - Mhm.
Red wine, ladies? - Yes.
Okay.
(background conversations)
Buona sera, signor.
In company? - I'm here alone.
May I offer you offer you this seat?
I'll take this one.
(Quiet, suspicious music)
Can I offer you offer you an aperitif?
Perhaps a prosecco or ... - A bottle of water, per favore.
Bottle of water, gladly.
(Worn, suspicious music)
(background conversations)
Good evening. - Hi.
Did you invite them? - No, did you invite that one?
I don't know what he's doing here.
Okay, fine ... Aqua minerale, please.
What should we do now? - Give me the order.
A water.
We're just a ristorante, huh? Take care of our guests.
(Worn, suspicious music)
Frutti di mare. Very good.
(Door opens.)
Ah, buona sera. Come on, come on.
Signora ...
(Loose, jazzy music in the background)
Would you like something to eat?
Arrabiata.
(background conversations)
(Gina:) What can I get you?
He won't touch his water.
He sits with his back to the wall,
so you don't shoot him. shoot him in the back.
He won't eat either because he's Afraid we'll poison him.
He ordered an arrabiata.
And she wants a carbonara. - Table five, table four.
Good appetite. - Thank you. Have a seat.
I have to work. - Very briefly.
Okay.
(Conversations and casual, jazzy music in the background)
Does it taste good? - Mmm. Great.
I'm allowed to tell you this actually not tell you this, but ...
We found Brasi's car.
Why are you telling me this then?
Luca, tomorrow at 10 a.m. we have a site meeting.
Then we'll look into him.
Did you have anything to do with this?
My tables are spotless white.
It doesn't get any purer than this.
I hope you find something there. - I don't.
Then stop looking.
Good night, Mr. Rossi.
Good night, Mrs. Falk.
(Loose music in the background)
At 10 o'clock Brasi's car. Investigate ... Bullshit.
Once arrabiata.
Please do. - Are the police often visit you?
Everyone is welcome here.
That's very hospitable. of you.
Grazie. Buon appetito.
Grace.
(Engine starts.)
(Ominous music, cricket chirps)
(sigh)
(mimics Luca:) "My tables. are spotless white."
You stupid fuck.
What's that soup you're cooking?
(Ominous Music)
(Engine starts.)
Afrodite, come here.
It's late. Bed. - Good night, my darling.
(Afrodite:) Good night.
(Dish clatter)
(water splashing, dishes clattering)
Set.
Can this be handled differently?
Which one of you killed my brother?
I suppose, there's no other way to handle this.
I did. -I thought so.
We're both going somewhere now.
(Somber, ominous music)
(crickets chirping)
This policewoman saw us. She saw you.
(Somber, ominous music)
And if you disappear with me and I don't come back ...
Who do you think, are they looking for then?
After a ghost, that they will not find.
Neither are you! - Sis!
Are you committing a murder for hire right now?
She's after us for Brasi.
If you think you get away with it, you're wrong.
You're going to jail. - Get in.
No!
(Music gets more excited and more tense.)
If I were you. I would go back home.
And never come back.
You're coming to church. Tomorrow morning.
(Ominous Music)
If you don't come, I'll come to your daughter.
Then to your brother.
And then to your mother.
(Ominous Music)
Tell me, are they all under a blanket?
(Car door closes, engine starts.)
(Somber music)
(Music ends.)
(Dish clatter)
(Footsteps approaching.)
Where's Pipo?
No, it's not there.
I could have ended it all today once and for all,
If your girlfriend would not have been watching us.
What? - Leave it! They're all gone.
Hey! Now wait a minute.
(Worn, ominous music)
You tell me right now, what you're up to.
Get out of my way, Luca. - No.
Luca, get out of my way. - No!
Kill him, before he kills us,
You know what then? - He's dead, we're alive.
Then comes the next one ... - I got these from Brasi.
Only Conti knows he's dead. Nobody will come for us.
Where does he want to meet you? - Tomorrow morning at the church.
Are you going to go, get yourself killed? - I'll kill him first?
Good plan.
(Dramatic Music)
Hey!
Luca!
Luca, what the fuck? Open the fucking fucking door.
Are you trying to get us all killed? - I'm not going to let you kill anyone.
Open the door! I'm going to shoot this open now!
You'd meet me. - Ah, shit!
Push the gun. under the door.
No, fuck you!
Then I'll let you out, I promise.
(Soft Music)
Okay, open the door now.
Luca! You promised me. Open the fucking door! Luca!
Shut up, Pipo, I need to think.
(Soft Music)
Luca!
Shit!
(keys jangle)
You're crazy.
Thank you.
Tell me, did you before you left the lights on?
Actually, no. - Hmm ...
(Ominous Music)
Great God!
Missing something?
Everything.
I'm calling the police. - No!
I will.
(Suspicious Music)
(Shrill cell phone ringing, snoring)
(Ominous Music)
(groan)
(sleepy:) "Hello?" - Höpke here.
Who?
Police Captain Höpke.
Oh ...
(Coughing throat)
Yeah ... What... What's up?
Go for it.
(quietly) Jesus ...
Mailbox.
Oliver, it's Martina.
They broke into our house, The safe is cracked open,
All the documents are gone.
You'll have to call me back, please. call me back, that's ...
Call me back!
Mr. Hechtle, I wanted to ask you:
What is the result. of your fire investigation?
(Tense Music)
Eh ...
So I'm not assuming now,
that the Rossis started the fire themselves.
Then it's on the cap by the mayor?
So, I don't want to say anything about that. now say nothing.
Good.
(Tense Music)
There is one more thing, but that's not over the phone.
When and where?
Eh ... Suggest something.
At dawn at the church. On the benches.
(Music ends powerfully.)
What's that about now?
There was still There was a special agreement in there.
What do we do now?
This is your soup. You'll have to spoon it out.
And then things go the way they want to go
just like you said.
(He groans in annoyance.)
(whispers:) Hey ...
Hey! Ssh!
Luca? What are you doing stalking around?
Have a nice day. in Stuttgart.
Call me, before you come back, okay?
Is this because of the mafia?
There is no mafia. - Do you think I'm stupid?
No. - You?
There are just things, you'd better steer clear of.
If something happens to Dad, will you adopt me?
No way.
Because nothing happens to him and he kills me,
When he hears, that I'd say yes to something like that,
Take care of yourself. -And you take care of your nonna.
You know what? You and me are going on a girls' trip.
With manicures and everything.
(tongue clicks)
(church bells)
(birdcalls, wind whistles)
(Somber music)
What ... are you going to do to me now?
(caws)
(Somber, tense music)
Is this your sister's way, to get back at me?
Would there be a reason for that?
You know your sister. better than I do.
How true, how true.
My sis ...
(Somber, tense music)
Hechtle, sit down.
She has a secret contract. With the Chinese.
What?
(Curious Music)
You wouldn't have thought so, would you?
This is where it gets interesting.
She collects everything by herself? That's impossible.
Yeah, they're fucking with us All of them now, or what?
Yes, you see?
Have fun with it. - Is it really real?
Yes. Unfortunately.
Now wait.
Why are you giving me this?
(Tense Music)
The ways of revenge are sometimes unfathomable.
And you, Hechtle, can meet the mayor like this,
that it really stings.
Not true, Hechtle, my best?
(Tense Music)
Good.
Thank you.
(Tense, ominous music)
(Höpke:) And tell her not to give her my best regards.
(Music ends.)
You are so dead, Madam Mayor.
Yes, this is Pipo.
You said, I owe you.
(Removed church bells)
Are you crazy?
Thinking I'm stupid ...
and then your own date of birth. use as a safe combination.
Ha!
Would you explain please explain?
Mhm ...
When my sister heart lies to me,
to release an armed Mafioso to release,
I'm just curious, why she would do such a thing,
Okay ... Got me.
Let's talk straight.
The "Aschberg Future" project. is important for our city.
I'm not gonna let I'm not going to let some wop ruin it.
just because the sells a property ned.
Our people, the community, Our jobs -
that's more important than. such a petty criminal family.
Totally true.
They belong out of circulation.
Yes then. Then what do you want from me? - You've crossed a line.
Did you put that Conti on Pipo Rossi?
Stay out of that kind of stuff.
Should he kill him for you? For your project?
Next question: Why is he doing this for you?
The Conti is looking for the Brasi. He was killed by the Pipo.
Can you prove it? - No!
Can Conti prove that? - Maybe. I don't know.
Have you anything to do with the death of Anton Lenzinger?
That's enough! -Yes, enough!
(He laughs maniacally.)
Your secret contract that you cheat on your accomplices,
you can discuss it now. discuss with the team.
Get out.
Have fun.
(softly:) I don't believe this. - This is an outrage.
Ah, Madam Mayor! We're waiting.
With that, the municipal council. complete.
I hereby move ...
the vote. to call a new election.
Who's in favor?
(Soft, curious music)
Countervotes?
You guys are crazy. - One?
The date will be in the next
ordinary Community Council meeting designated.
(Suspicious Music)
"New elections ...
Resolved."
(Suspicious Music)
That ... I'm glad ...
that you take the decision with composure.
I appreciate that.
(Music turns somber.)
You're a fast learner, Mr. Hechtle.
For your age.
I'll outlive you. All of you.
It's just getting started.
(Somber music)
(Music fades.)
On the house. - Hey ...
Are we even? - Yes.
This amateur.
(Carried, curious music)
Fucking hell.
(Music turns somber.)
(Engine starts with a groan.)
(Somber, fateful music)
(Music fades.)
(Engine is turned off.)
-I want to propose a business. - I don't want any business.
I want Pipo Rossi. - No.
Brasi tried to, to kill my brother.
It was self-defense.
(Delicate, tense music)
It was an accident,okay?
I wish I could undo it.
(Rising, tense music)
I want to buy us out.
(Music becomes more dramatic.)
You killed my brother? - Yes, I did.
I want to pay blood money for the death of Mario Brasi.
(Tense music)
How much? - 100,000.
Okay. - Okay.
We have to get the money. - Where?
It's in his car.
Where's Pipo? - It's the blood money or me.
(Music becomes more dramatic.)
Dumbass. I'm not gonna let you not commit suicide here.
Leave him alone! - Or you'll shoot me?
Pipo, are you insane?
(Serious, dramatic music)
Get rid of the gun, Or else his face is gone.
Pipo, I got this all cleared up. Right?
Huh? Tell him.
(Dramatic, tense music)
(click) Go ahead.
Throw away.
(Music increases and then ends abruptly.)
(Somber music)
(Dark, curious music)
Where's the car? - I'll take you there.
(Tense music)
(quietly:) What's going on here? - There's 100,000 euros in Brasi's car.
What?
Hey .... You drive.
(Tense music)
(Music increases and then ends abruptly.)
Esci.
(wind whistles)
Eh, camina, pezzo di merda.
(Ominous Music)
Eh, che c'e?
There.
(Somber, ominous music)
(Music gets more excited.)
Are you kidding me?
(Restless, somber music)
Fuck the money.
(Somber, tense music)
Go to hell ... - Hey, take it easy!
I killed your brother.
Police! Drop your weapon!
(Excited, tense music)
Get rid of the gun.
Gun down.
(Music increases and then ends abruptly.)
(Dramatic Music)
Luca.
(Excited music)
Luca!
Rossi, up you go! Hands to the container!
(panicked:) Luca! - Luca!
(Quiet, sustained music)
(Low groan, cough)
Are you okay?
Aah ... You kneel on my hand.
(Carried, soulful music)
(Music fades.)
That saved my life. -I saved your life.
And because of you I shot a man.
Once again: We don't know this Brasi.
And neither is this Conti.
Conti shows up at our place. and wants money from Brasi.
Out of nowhere! -Wants 100,000 euros!
And why does he want that from you? - He doesn't want that from us.
From Brasi. He said, Brasi has his money.
What did he want from you then?
Brasi drove into the radar, around our corner,
How does he know that?
Probably thought to himself: They look like Italians,
they got his money.
Conti must have caught on to the radar. Have overheard. - How?
Does he know about you?
Because the police didn't call you. called you. That was Conti.
Huh? - What?
I told you, I didn't lie to you.
We called them. - Or it was his people.
Why did you with those who called?
I needed someone to interpret. needed. Are you crazy?
That's a mobster. - Is that him, yeah?
We'll talk about that later!
So ... I saw you riding around in Brasi's car.
What do you say now? - Well, I wasn't.
Damn, ask my mother.
The Mamma. La famiglia. The chickens are laughing!
Pipo was home. And so was I.
You've seen Conti. Or Brasi.
And where is Brasi? - How should we know?
Just ask Conti. I've never seen him before.
So, I want out now. - Sit down! Sit down!
I think Conti dumped Brasi. and wanted us too ...
Yes, we were threatened and shot at. - Me!
We are innocent. (cell phone ringing)
You've got to be kidding me! - No!
Tanja Falk? Yes?
Okay. Thanks a lot.
(pressed:) What?
Tanja, bang.
(softly:) On the day, on which Pipo Rossi
cut his finger. is said to have cut off,
I got some blood, from the wine bottle.
I had it tested because I. thought it might be from Brasi.
And? - Is from Pipo's finger.
Yeah, but what does that mean now?
They didn't do this.
We have no body, No motive, no murder weapon.
The only one who could prove the story could refute is dead.
You hit that one thoroughly.
Oh, how convenient for those two.
I think it was. an internal mafia story.
Yeah, but they're in on it.
Look at her. Is this what mobsters look like?
(Somber, ominous music)
I don't know what mobsters look like.
(Music loosens up.)
(Gina:) Make them feel good. - (Afrodite:) There's no point.
I know. But it calms me down.
Sorry!
(whispers:) Please, please, please ...
Bring me my ragazze back, please.
And I promise you,
that I won't let them no more nonsense.
(Door opens.)
Mamma! - Mamma Gina!
Pipo, Luca, ah!
(Solved Music)
Thank you, thank you!
Umberto, they're back.
Ah! - Where is my little bambina?
Come to Papa.
(Carried music)
What is that?
Tacky fingernails? She looks like a chick!
Take care!
The child has been violently worried about you.
Eh, not at all!
And you give your daddy right now a kiss.
Surely not! - Oh, Dio ...
This is all your fault. Since you came along ...
My fault? What can I do about it ... - Quiet!
Man! Ooh ....
(kissing sound)
(Cheerful music)
My daughter!
(They laugh.)
(Peaceful Music)
(Meow)
(Music fades.)
Why didn't you say all this not say that right away?
Well, would you have believed me believe that before?
Nope, probably not.
And now?
Ich hab ja mal gesagt, wie wichtig es mir ist,
dass wir einander vertrauen können.
Und Vertrauen können heißt auch, nicht alles wissen zu müssen.
Das hast du schön gesagt.
(Sanfte Musik)
Ich muss los.
Hey ...
(Sanfte, rührselige Musik)
(Motor springt an.)
(Musik verklingt.)
Übrigens: Kalle ist bald wegen guter Führung raus.
Ich hab eine Geschäftsidee, mein Freund ...
Wir haben geschlossen. - Kommen Sie.
Wenn wir da sind, haben wir ... - Buona sera.
Sera. - Bekomme ich auch einen caffè?
Certo. Zucchero? - Ma, sì.
(Surren des Espressoautomaten)
Schön haben Sie es hier. - Grazie.
Und? Wirft der Laden auch was ab? - Ja, schon.
Das schmeckt wie zu Hause.
(Gespannte, ominöse Musik)
Stimmt so.
Grüße von Totto.
(Musik wird düsterer und endet abrupt.)
Man ist sehr zufrieden mit Ihnen.
(Getragene, ominöse Musik)
Gute Arbeit.
35.000. Wie immer.
(Musik verklingt.)
(Motor wird abgestellt.)
(Ruhige, getragene Musik)
(Vogellaute)
Schmeckt's?
Irgendwie anders als sonst.
Aber gut.
(Lautes Maschinendröhnen)
(Entferntes Rumpeln und Dröhnen)
(Lautes Dröhnen)
(Rattern eines Presslufthammers)
(Er lacht.)
(Freche, angespannte Musik)
(leise:) Scheiße.
(Dramatische Musik)
(Musik verklingt.)
(Lebhafte, mysteriöse Musik)
SWR 2021
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