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That's right.

I was the same age as you when my father taught me our craft.

Here.

This is a ligature needle.

With this needle,

we make the dead handsome again.

You have to stick the needle in here to sew the mouth shut.

-I can't. -Of course you can't if you don't try.

What are you doing?

Are you coming? Dinner's getting cold.

Please. I don't want to do it.

As long as you live under our roof, you follow our rules.

We'll leave some for you.

Good morning, everyone.

This is Radio Sunshine.

My name is Markus, and I'll be with you till midday.

Let's talk about personality types.

Are you more of an extroverted protagonist,

a selfless mediator,

or a cold-blooded murderer?

We'll find out in a minute, here on Radio...

-Morning. -Morning.

Nela, there are only four of us.

What happened?

Nothing. A little accident.

Don't you have hockey later?

I stopped going. Don't you know that?

No. Why?

I didn't want to anymore.

Stop, little guy. Do you have any glucose?

Take care.

Bye.

Look, I understand that you're worried.

With what we have on,

I can't assign someone specifically just to look for Edwin.

Especially not off the record.

There's something fishy going on.

Just last week, Edwin was in Innsbruck,

and now his Porsche is parked in the middle of the village.

What if he had something to do with the fire?

Well, I mean,

beating up a prostitute is one thing,

but setting a priest on fire?

-That's not so easy to cover up. -Oh, stop.

The Porsche is probably there for another reason.

And if you were to find Edwin,

then he could explain it too.

If something happened to him...

You have to get a handle on this case somehow.

It will not have escaped your attention

that the SBI is looking into the fire.

And your investors' lawyers

are snooping around the migrant workers.

Sooner or later, they'll question me too.

Maybe you'd like "to get a handle on it"

so neither my head nor yours will roll.

-What's that? -Security cameras.

What for?

What for? So you can keep watch over the house.

And what good will that do?

Just in case.

The break-in is history.

But for next time. For safety's sake.

There is no safety.

Or do you want to spy on me?

Why would I?

Blum, is everything okay?

You know...

If you want to talk or need anything, I can...

I don't need anything.

Okay.

What do I do with this?

No idea.

F076FF RABBIT'S BEEN INCINERATED.

AND I WAS JUST WITH HIM.

WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT WITH THE PORSCHE!

FFBA76 NOT IN THIS GROUP, IDIOT!

NO MORE MESSAGES ON HERE.

So it was the priest.

That means the chef may not be innocent either.

Time for my table at the restaurant.

Good idea.

And my part?

What about it?

I've always had a part on the left.

The lobster melts on your tongue, I can tell you.

Nowhere in Tyrol will you eat as well as here at Mr. Puch's.

-I have to agree with Mrs. Schönborn. -There are four of us.

Where is Edwin today?

-Would you like an aperitif? -We're working.

Thanks, Mr. Puch.

Your son isn't joining us?

Sadly, no.

He had to travel abroad on business.

You knew that we have to speak to him, since he's CEO of Team Ltd.

After all, that's where you source most of the employees for your company.

Perhaps I can answer your questions in the meantime.

There are discrepancies in your companies' payroll expenses.

They are unusually low.

Schönborn Cable Car Ltd. has always had to operate efficiently.

It started as a very small family-owned business.

There are seasonal fluctuations because of the migrant workers.

Mr. Behringer, you don't understand.

For such a significant investment

our client requires access to Team GmbH's books.

To rule out the possibility of illegal workers.

Of course.

Hello!

Are you Tim?

Hello. I'm a friend of your mom's. I'm supposed to pick you up today.

Your mom is running late. We're supposed to go and get an ice cream.

I don't know you.

True. We don't know each other.

Your mom also said that you want to be an astronaut.

I have that book too.

What, really? What do you like best? Do you want to show me?

Yeah! Um, okay.

Great! Come on!

Come!

Twenty-three SUVs stolen last year alone?

And how many of them were black?

Yes. I guess black is popular, right?

Listen, it doesn't have to be stolen.

How many are registered in Bad Annenhof?

What?

Listen, if you needed a car, for God knows what illegal activity,

smuggling, drugs, killing someone,

who would you call?

Oh, shit. Can I call you back later? Okay?

Gentlemen.

Thank you so much. Very nice...

Get home safely.

Karl?

I forgot to pick up Tim.

I'm around the corner. I'll go.

Hello. Is Tim still up there?

He already drove off.

Drove off? Who did he drive off with?

I don't know. Well, a man.

Hold on, please.

Karl, maybe Tim is already home?

Nothing. I'll call you back.

-What did the man look like? -Middle-aged, a bit gaunt.

He was in an old gray station wagon.

Thanks.

2,200 METERS ABOVE SEA LEVEL

We won't allow anyone to interfere with our business.

Mrs. Blum!

Give me ten minutes. Then we'll go on.

Where is my son?

-Your son? How am I supposed to know? -Cut the crap.

I know that one of your lackeys took him. Where is he?

Yes, it is horrible for a mother when she misses her own son.

Tell me where my son is, or I'll call the police.

Your son is fine.

My son, on the other hand, has not been seen for a week.

I'm very concerned.

Do you have any idea where he could be?

How should I know?

Apparently, you were the last person Edwin met with.

Unusual photos for a woman who's just lost her husband.

Where did you get those?

Luckily, there's the cloud.

And apparently, that's where Edwin automatically saves his photos.

Are you blackmailing me?

Not at all.

Motivating you.

I want you to tell me what happened.

After my call, Edwin saw only you.

And after that, he vanished into thin air.

I find that odd. Don't you?

He was going away. At least, that's what he told me.

-If you don't believe me, call the police. -We don't need the police.

They have enough on right now.

I think we could clear all this up with a calm exchange of information.

I see.

Yes, I went to see him.

I was interested in his work.

And what did he do?

Your son is a disgusting pig.

It wasn't his first sexual assault on a woman.

But I'm sure you know that. Don't you?

It's better if no one else finds out.

Or the era of the Schönborns,

in which you do as you please in this valley, will be over.

I'm far from finished, Mrs. Blum.

Bad Annenhof will be the biggest ski area in the Alps,

and that's just what Edwin wanted.

He wouldn't have just left.

Not now.

Tell me where my son is,

or I'll press charges for sexual harassment and child abduction.

At Berger's in Market Street.

And Mrs. Blum!

You are so right.

The valley belongs to me.

And I can do as I please here.

Fuck you.

What is that?

That is a supernova.

It forms when a star explodes. It can lead to black holes.

Black holes, yes.

I like those best.

Because they're powerful and swallow everything up.

Are you from Bad Annenhof?

Yes, since forever.

Since birth.

Me too.

I think it's the most beautiful village in Tyrol.

Only space is more beautiful.

I'm going to the bathroom. I'll be right back.

LOTS AND MORE

SNACKS - PROVISIONS

-Hello, Mom. -Hey!

Where is the man who picked you up?

In the bathroom.

Okay.

Okay.

I'll be right back.

-Well? -Well?

-What do you want? -I just wanted to say hi.

How's it going?

Good.

Sorry again about the other day.

That was shitty of me.

There's a party in the bunker tomorrow.

Yeah, so?

Want to come?

We were wondering if you could get us formaldehyde.

What?

Yeah, that stuff for embalming.

I know what formaldehyde is. What for?

I heard it makes you wicked high.

You'd be a real hero.

Bye.

Let's go.

For real?

What?

It's nothing.

What happened?

The mother of a classmate picked him up accidentally.

Go on ahead. I'll be right up. Grandpa and I have to talk.

Accidentally?

It was a misunderstanding.

Do you know how many cases of missing children I've dealt with?

I'm really sorry.

Why did you lie before? I wasn't picked up by a woman.

It just slipped out. I didn't want to upset Grandpa.

Why upset him?

Because it was someone he doesn't know.

-I didn't know him either. -Yes, and never do that again, okay?

You can't get in a car with a stranger. No matter what he says.

Just run away. Promise?

Promise.

I don't want anything to happen to you.

What's your name, girl?

Brünhilde.

Don't be frightened.

You don't need to be afraid of me.

Not of any of us.

The only ones you need to be afraid of are the living.

-What happened? -No idea.

There's a body by the river. We're taking it to the coroner.

It keeps getting better.

Mrs. Blum.

They're expecting you.

There.

Did you know her?

-Blum, did you know this girl? -No.

She just reminds me of Nela. She's so young.

What happened?

The river probably washed her down here.

She's been pounded by the rocks.

Maybe she fell while hiking.

It's happening more often.

Tourists.

They overestimate their ability. I don't know.

This is getting a bit too much for Danzberger.

First Mark, then Jaunig. Now this dead girl here.

FIRE DEPARTMENT

He doesn't want to admit it, but Schönborn is constantly on his back.

Mrs. Schönborn?

Well...

Dead people aren't exactly good for tourism.

Blum?

Can we see each other again?

I'd just like for us to keep seeing each other.

-It's not your fault. -It is. I should've taken care of her.

You should've never given her money!

I just wanted to help. She really wanted to leave.

Yes, that's my fault too.

Blum, who was she?

-Who was she really? -It doesn't fucking matter now!

Nela! You can't come in here.

Please don't tell her. I wasn't here. You didn't see me.

Hey.

There you are. Come.

Come, dance with me.

Come, dance with me.

What's wrong?

I had a rough day.

A dead girl was found by the river. Not even 20.

That's your job.

Blood and thunder.

Maybe you should have taken over my father's business.

Yes, I know.

I just want you to be happy.

Ute, please. Come on.

-Come on. -I...

I don't want to... Please stop.

If you don't fuck me, I'll never get pregnant.

As if we haven't tried for long enough.

When exactly did we lose each other?

At some point, you became indifferent to me. When?

After the first miscarriage, or after the second?

You're not here anymore.

I...

Maybe we can just go away together, huh?

For a weekend.

Just go somewhere nice and warm. Yeah?

Yes.

Just be together.

-Yes. -Like before.

Yes.

Maybe.

But not now.

Too much going on. We have three ongoing investigations.

In the fall, maybe.

-Okay? -Okay.

I need your help again.

Go back to Edwin's studio, and go through everything.

There must be some other clue.

Thanks.

I assure you

from now on whenever you come, you will get a table.

Is everything okay?

Foreign swill. I said a Gösser.

None left. If you won't have it, I will.

Blum, you're 19.

Old enough.

Come on. We're going swimming.

Yuck.

Gorgeous.

-Blum! -Help!

Blum, the ladder!

Help!

Blum!

We going?

So, did you get it?

Hey!

Mrs. Blum.

The kitchen is closed,

and I'm just locking up.

I know, it's late.

I'm not hungry. But a drink, I could do with one.

Joch is still open.

But they don't do mojitos.

And you did say, "anytime."

Impressive photos.

Yeah.

They're by a friend.

What's his name?

Schönborn. Edwin Schönborn.

Related to Mrs. Schönborn?

Yes.

His mother.

He's an old schoolmate of mine.

A real artist.

He didn't get it from his mother.

All she thinks about is business.

You're in luck with me.

Most bartenders don't like mojitos.

Why not?

Too elaborate.

But I...

I love all things elaborate.

Voilà.

-To all things elaborate. -To all things elaborate.

Perfect.

It's just a craft.

Unfortunately, no one admires my craft.

Yes.

I can imagine.

Death, that's a thankless job.

But not without benefits.

You cunt. What did you inject me with?

You have ten minutes left.

Did you kill Mark?

Were you at the wheel?

How many girls was it, huh?

I just need to find the last of you assholes now.

Who is Joe Blenk? Huh?

Help!

It's me. I need your help.

Subtitle translation by: Diana Renker