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(loudly gasping)

(dramatic music)

- Hello.
- Who am I?

Your name is Nora Berger

and you've been sleeping for a while.

Hello?

Do you wanna know who you really are?

I'm sending you something you need to see.

(door creaking)

It wasn't me.

Do you mind if we talk to

your daughter alone for a moment?

Relax, we're not here about your drug use.

I don't use drugs.

I use Blis.

(droplet splashing)

(chair whirring)

- She's alive.
- Did it go through?

I can't tell if it's stable.

(dramatic music)

(creature chittering)

(gun firing)

Victim one, Dr. Carlos
Shola, Brazilian euro chemist.

The other one, his assistant, Rene Weis.

Drug cooks.

This Shola guy, he's
not some backyard chemist.

He seems legit.

He studied at the University of Sao Paulo.

Did some research there for
a while, published a bunch.

Nothing's jumping out.

Check this out, bullet
holes in all the canisters.

This wasn't just a hit.

Somebody didn't want this
place to go to market.

Russians?

Could be.

It's gotta be killing their business.

Here is something.

Shola published a paper at a symposium,

sponsored by the Torsen
Institute, five years ago.

After that, he kind of
dropped off the map.

Torsen, that rich biotech guy?

- Wait.
- What?

(files shuffling)

Nora Berger, a regular at Rapture.

The only one of my missing kids

who didn't come home on their own.

And, why is that?

Because, she was in a coma in the

medical research clinic
of the Torsen Institute.

(dramatic music)

(animals calling)

(loudly gasping)

(gun firing)

(phone sounding)

Hey, Marie, it's me.

I really need to talk to you.

♪ Beautiful, that's what I call you ♪

♪ Beautiful, that's what I call you ♪

♪ Inside and out ♪

Cops are here.

They wanna talk to you.

What?

Oh, honey, I was just gonna get you.

Please.

Officer Navar handled your
missing person's report.

And, I'm sorry, what was your name again?

Detective Leonhart.

This won't take long.

We would like to establish your

whereabouts for the last few weeks.

I was in the hospital,
unconscious, in a coma.

It caused some memory loss.

Some?

More like all.

I can't remember anything.

Yeah, that's actually true.

She didn't even remember who we were.

What hospital was that?

The Torsen Institute.

And, how did you get there?

The police took her, after
they found her unconscious.

Wait, the police took her
to the Torsen Institute?

Why not the nearest hospital?

Well, they called my husband first.

Yeah, (clearing throat)
Torsen is the best, right?

I wanted to make sure
that they take a look.

Nora, what was your doctor's name?

Herter.

What about the officers
who dropped her off?

Oh, what was it, honey?

- Sauer, Sauer, Sauer.
- Sauer Bergmann, that's it.

Where did they pick her up?

Outside the club, Rapture.

That was three weeks ago.

What about prior to that?

Do you remember anything from

before you went to the club that night?

No, I told you everything I know.

Can I go, now?

- Nora, wait.
- It's okay.

Here, just in case anything else pops up.

Right, anything else we can do for you?

That's fine, I think we're good.

- Thank you for your time.
- Thank you.

(dramatic music)

For someone who has nothing to hide,

she was pretty squirrely.

Not just her, her
parents were jumpy, too.

I think we should find out more

about this Torsen Institute.

(doors sounding)

Conrad Torsen, starts a
tech company in the early 90s.

Sells it eight years later for 20 mil.

He throws a lot of money into
his psychotropic research.

- Psychotropic?
- Brain drugs.

Depression, epilepsy, that kinda thing.

Care to guess who
his lead researcher is?

- Herder?
- Bingo.

She develops a few seizure meds

and an antipsychotic that go retail.

He sells that company
for a quarter billion.

I put guys away for 10 years
for pressing ecstasy tabs.

He does the same thing with the right

paperwork and bags a quarter billion?

After that, he starts
the Torsen Institute,

a non-profit foundation
financed entirely by Torsen.

What's their deal?

Their mission statement
says they're dedicated

to finding sustainability
for a better tomorrow.

Same institute whose research associates

get executed in rail
cars filled with drugs.

And, whose lead researcher
treated a young girl

who just woke up from a
coma after taking Blis.

I'm gonna need more coffee.

You want some?

Yes, please (sighing).

(folder shutting)

(dramatic music)

(train droning)

(bell jingling)

Wolfgang's been here before
and he can explain everything.

Nora!

I'm so glad you're not dead.

And, you have no idea who I am.

I guess, you're my friend?

You were pretty pissed
when I took your job

but if you've forgotten,
I won't mention it.

- I'm Serkan and you love me.
- Okay (chuckling).

Hey, is everything all right?

- Can we talk?
- Sure.

(phone ringing)

So, we got a mysterious
billionaire dedicated

to building a better tomorrow,
two dead drug developers

who used to work for him and
a coma girl with a history.

Maybe Torsen thinks a better tomorrow

includes getting high on Blis.

Or, maybe somebody stole the recipe

- and pissed off the head chef.
- Mm-hmm.

So, Weis and Shola develop
Blis while working with Herder.

And, then, they bounce
to start a side hustle?

Until someone sends them a
let's cease and desist order.

Look at that.

Turns out the angry white guy

and the pushy black
chick make a good team.

Mm, not a team, still
an independent operator.

And, I'm not angry but
you're definitely pushy.

Fine.

I'm not going to show you the

pathology report on Weis and Shola, then.

You won't get it, already tried.

It's not a job for angry,
it's a job for pushy.

No way Teves is gonna let you see it.

Who said anything about Teves?

What are you thinking?

Why would I tell an
independent operator?

While you do that, I'll try to see

if I can find Marty's girlfriend.

How 'bout that?

'Cause, that's a job for angry.

(Navar chuckling)

(gun firing)

Oh, my god.

(dramatic music)

Is that, is that you?

What did I just watch?

You know as much as I do.

Was that you shooting people?

No.

It looked just like you.

No, she has a nose piercing
and her clothes are different.

Where'd you get it?

- Someone sent it to me.
- Who?

He didn't say.

He just said that I was in danger

and that if I wanna find out who I am,

I need to go meet him at the
Operbrown bridge at four.

Okay, you're not going.

What other choice do I have?

Not to go.

You need to call the police.

Are you crazy?

They're gonna arrest me for
murder if they see this.

- Shit.
- What?

Serkan's ass-hat cousin.

(speaking in a foreign
language), Serkan.

Not a good time.

You thought any more
about my proposition?

No, man.

This is a drop-in counseling center.

We're supposed to help them get clean.

But, they don't stay clean, do they?

So, you see one starting to wobble,

you give them Tyson's number.

Yo, Marie.

You guys need to leave.

Thought this was a drop-in center.

We are dropping in.

I need your professional
opinion on something.

My opinion is that you need to go.

Come on, I got a serious question.

What?

How many junkies does it
take to screw in a light bulb?

One to hold the bulb

and three to shoot up
until the room spins.

(loudly laughing)

That's really not funny.

Or, maybe you have no sense of humor.

No, seriously, go tell your
shit jokes somewhere else.

Why do you look so tense, bro?

You need to relax.

Hey, you can't sell here.

We should call the cops.

(milk splashing)

(loudly laughing)

It's okay, it's okay, she'll get hers.

(bell jingling)

[Serkan] Thank god they're gone.

Such a bitch.

- She got you good.
- No worries, man.

We'll get her.

I should hire you as a barista.

You're good with hot milk.

(lightly chuckling)

How about security?

- Right.
- I'll clean that up.

(dramatic music)

(radio beeping)

[Dispatcher] Detective
Leonhart, we have a match for you.

Oona Parker, suspect's
girlfriend, 23 years old.

You guys have an address for her?

Hey, hey, hey, easy.

Stand down, officers.

(girl struggling)

We're bringing her in for
questioning about a murder.

Try and beat a bullshit
confession out of me.

You're not doing it.

Confession?

Her boyfriend signed it this morning.

You forced him to.

He didn't do it.

- What's your name?
- Sauer.

Sauer.

Well, you must be Bergmann.

You're the guys who picked up
Nora Berger a few weeks ago.

Get out of our way.

We are under orders.

Whose orders?

Let me guess, Teves.

- Detective Teves.
- Detective Teves.

Did he order you to pick up Nora Berger?

What's she gotta do with anything?

You tell me.

And, while you're at it,
why did you take her to

the Torsen Institute instead
of the nearest hospital?

Let's go.

We'll be sure to tell Teves
why we don't have his witness.

Don't leave Berlin.

Come on.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

It just doesn't make any sense.

Why would he confess to a murder
he has nothing to do with?

I gotta ask you.

Do you think there's any chance that--

No.

I can prove he didn't do it.

All right.

(lighter clicking)

I'm listening.

Last Friday, Marty was out

behind the club doing some business.

He sees this guy handing a big load

of Blis over to this chick, Cleo.

She's the one who passes out
the after-party bracelets.

So, Marty grabs me and he's
like, let's follow him.

- To the rail car?
- Yeah.

He makes, like, three deliveries
from there to the club.

And, the dead guys, we see them.

They're in there working.

So, we're waiting for them
to leave and eventually,

it gets so late, I fuckin' fall asleep.

- Around what time was that?
- Had to be 3:00 a.m.

And, then, I wake up to Marty

shaking me because shit's going down.

And, I heard gunshots inside the car.

So, I got my phone out to call the cops.

And, this girl in a gray hoodie

just jumps out of the
rail car, bolts away.

Girl in the hoodie,
can you describe her?

I can do better than that.

[Leonhart] Nora Berger.

Isn't that the name you
just gave those skeezy cops?

Yeah.

And, last Friday, she was in a coma.

(dramatic music)

I'm serious about
hiring you back, you know?

You wanna hire me back?

Sure, as long as I'm not taking
away anything from Serkan.

No, there's plenty of work here.

So, it's a deal, then?

Yeah, it's a deal.

I promise I won't give
any more milk baths,

unless they really deserve it.

That was really brave
and also really dumb.

Those guys are dangerous.

I know, I didn't even think.

I was just so angry.

I just did it.

But, that guy who called you,

what did his voice sound like?

Um, I guess it was kind of deep.

Peter has a deep voice.

What are you trying to say?

What other creeps do
you have in your life?

Peter's not a creep.

He got you high, put you
in a coma and abandoned you.

That's not exactly what happened.

Why do you hate him so much?

Forget it.

I'll go help Serkan in the kitchen.

(dramatic music)

(rain falling)

(horns honking)

She just left the shop.

Yeah, she's alone.

(train rumbling)

(door sliding)

Hey, no, no, let go of me!

[Girl] These guys just grabbed her.

I don't know.

They were in the shop, too.

I think she's in trouble.

Should I stop them?

No, they might save
you from having to do it.

Keep watching her and
let me know what happens.

Relax, this is gonna be fun.

Oo, she's wild.

I like that (laughing).

(eyes clouding)

What the?

(loudly screeching)

(dramatic music)

(bodies thudding)

(nails growing)

What the hell?

(nails slicing)

Ah!

(tires squealing)

(van crashing)

(door banging)

(loudly gasping)

(faint chittering)

(phone sounding)

- Where is she, now?
- I don't know.

I lost her.

That's what the commissioner said.

Are you good with that?

I guess I have to be.

Teves, we need to talk
about Marty's confession.

Not interested and not your case.

I told you to back off
the rail car murders.

Who's this?

Someone who looks a
whole lot like Nora Berger

holding a gun, running
away from the crime scene.

Wait, the same Nora
Berger who was in a coma?

How is that possible?

I don't know.

But, I was right.

Marty didn't do it.

- So, take it to Teves.
- I just did.

He doesn't give a damn.

Then, I can't help you.

It's his investigation.

That is bullshit.

If you wanna keep your job,
I suggest you stay out of it.

What's goin' on?

Somebody get to you?

Open your eyes, David.

Veteran cops are being
reassigned left and right

and I don't know who's behind it.

Which means, I can't protect you.

(dramatic music)

(distant chittering)

(water bubbling)

(pushing) Stay away from her.

Nora may not see it, but I know

exactly what a lying
piece of shit you are.

Whoa, someone needs a rabies shot.

Her parents are worried.

She's not picking up her phone

and normally, that means she's with you.

Maybe she's avoiding
your sunny disposition.

(horns honking)

(eyes clearing)

Have you talked to her?

No, but let's see if
she answers my call.

(phone sounding)

It's ringing, ringing.

Ringing.

- Hello?
- Oh, hey, Nora.

Where are you?

(panting) I'm not sure.

What do you mean?

Um, those guys, they followed me and--

And, what?

They grabbed me and they
made me get in their car.

What?

Oh, my god, are you okay?

Yeah, I think so.

I screamed and then all
these people attacked them.

And, then, I don't know.

I can't remember.

Okay, where are you?

I'm coming to you.

[Nora] No, I'll be okay.

I'm getting in a cab, now.

- Please, call me later.
- Okay.

(horn honking)

What's going on?

What, Marie!

- It's not here.
- What isn't?

- The weird stuff.
- Oh.

The colleague who saw
the body at the scene

said they had black eyes,
stains under the skin.

You know about that?

Listen, I wrote it up but it
was removed from the report.

A cover up?

But, why?

I need to see those bodies.

I can't do that.

I thought we were friends, Arjan.

(sighing) Yes, no, maybe.

We could have been if you
hadn't unmatched me on Tinder.

(chuckling) You took that personally?

I just don't date where I work.

But, I have a lot of
really cute girlfriends.

No, absolutely not.

Please?

Fine.

(device beeping)

(door whooshing)

(door banging)

(tray rolling)

(dramatic music)

- What the hell?
- No idea.

The hands, they weren't like this before.

I've never ever seen anything like this.

(pen tapping)

Just, doesn't make any sense.

(shutter clicking)

Whoa, whoa, Nique.

I'm gonna have to ask
you to leave, please, go.

I'm gonna call, I'm gonna call.

(loudly sighing)

Black eyes, stained skin,

it was all scrubbed from the report.

And, Teves doesn't
give a shit that the guy

who confessed to the
killings didn't do it.

I wanna talk to Marty,
see what I can find out.

- David?
- Officers.

- David?
- Did you see that?

(alarm chirping)

(shutter clicking)

Who are you?

Hand it over.

What, what's going on?

- Whoa, whoa, what--
- Step aside, please.

Are you guys gonna?

Shall I just shut up?

(birds calling)

- I need a favor.
- Sure, what is it?

Not here.

Meet me outside.

Shall we?

Your blood pressure's elevated.

Are you feeling all right?

I've never felt better.

Any sweating, restlessness?

No.

And, your sleep, any nightmares?

None, my sleep is fine.

Well, good, you're
making great progress.

Honestly, I feel fine.

I don't think I need to see you anymore.

Let me be the judge of that

and I'll see you again in two days.

I have to go to the bathroom.

- I'll be right back.
- All right, sweetheart.

You said yourself she was doing well.

I'm just trying to help her.

Are you?

Yes.

Promise me you won't freak out.

I won't freak out.

I want you to take me to Rapture.

Why?

Maybe it'll jog my memory.

Are you insane?

Something happened to me
that night and it changed me.

I need to figure out what it was.

What happened is you almost died.

Only because you lost me.

This time, you won't.

Bad idea, Nora.

Do you have a good idea

to find out what happened that night?

- This isn't the way.
- Then, what is?

Please.

There you are.

Oh, we're just going over my results.

Her prolactin levels
are looking very good.

We're making progress.

You're the mystery man from the photo.

You work here with Dr. Herder
and you're dating my daughter?

[Nora] Mom, please.

I'm allowed to be protective.

- I almost lost you.
- Oh, my god, Mom.

- Can--
- It's okay.

Have a good day.

(vehicle approaching)

(door slamming)

Oops, I am so sorry.

Well, at least now your
car matches your face.

Dents you can fix.

Unlike Selena.

There's no fixing those dents.

I would love to punch
you in the face, right now.

But, I'm better than that.

(blow landing)

(softly coughing)

What's goin' on, Marty?

Somebody hit you in the head?

- Are you on drugs?
- No.

Then, why the hell are you
taking the fall for this?

I don't know what you mean.

Who got to you, the cops?

Just talk to me.

I can help you.

- Mitosch.
- Who's Mitosch?

The guy you were just staring at.

Russian mobster, supplies tar
and powder for most of Berlin.

He'd do anything to get
Blis off the street,

which is what that hit was about.

Did they threaten Oona?

Like I said, I don't know him.

Would you know him if I got
you into witness protection?

I have a window in my cell.

It has a beautiful view.

It really makes all the difference.

I can see the trees.

So, thank you, but I'm fine.

Guard.

(shackles clattering)

- Looking great, sweetheart.
- Thanks, Dad.

Not a good look.

Too bad you'll be wearing
it for the next 20 years.

If you make it that long.

Maybe or maybe not.

A week is a long time.

A lot can happen in that time.

Hey.

(speaking in a foreign language)

In or out, now or later,

I'll make sure you get
what's coming to you.

See you in court.

(dramatic music)

[Officer] Mrs. Anderson,
you have something

to tell us about your daughter.

- She lives with you.
- Yes.

She's a student.

So clever and always so kind
until three weeks ago, that is.

She disappeared and was gone for a week.

And, since she's been
back, she won't talk to me.

She's completely changed.

There's no explaining--

Don't sneak up on me like that.

You know I'm armed.

I thought you'd wanna know.

Pixie isn't the only one who's changed.

Didn't go so well with Marty?

I've never seen someone so eager

to take the rap for
something he didn't do.

Somebody must have gotten to him.

Russians?

They got deep pockets.

I don't know.

But, something was off.

Wait, why are you out here in your car?

You look like a stalker.

I'm trying to figure something out.

You notice anything weird about all these

young, new cops they transferred here?

[Leonhart] What are they doing?

[Navar] It's not what they're doing.

It's what they're not doing.

They're not talking.

And, no one talks more shit than cops.

That's not a police
station, it's a monastery.

It has been strangely quiet around here.

I guess when you don't
ever open your mouth,

you never notice when
nobody else does either.

What are you talking about?

I talk.

I talk plenty.

(chuckling) It's more like a grunting

with occasional words sprinkled in.

Apparently, I don't need to talk.

You do enough for both of us.

Us?

I thought you were an
independent operator.

And, I'm gonna keep it that way.

See ya around, stalker.

I've told you before,
it's a terrible idea.

Oh, come on, just take me.

If you don't take me, I'll go by myself.

Goodnight.

I'll pick you up at midnight.

Okay, I gotta go.

Dinner's ready.

Okay, coming.

Sorry for being late, guys.

It was total madness at the
office, today (kissing).

Well, we went to see the doctor, today.

- Really, how'd it go?
- Mm-hmm.

Will you pass me the wine, please?

I don't know why she
wants me to keep seeing her.

I'm fine, now.

Right, well, since I paid for it,

we might as well do the tests.

And, then, forget about it.

But, I don't want you to see that boy.

There's something weird about him.

- What boy?
- Peter?

He's harmless.

♪ Nora's got a boyfriend ♪

Why can't I see whoever I want?

Yeah, your parents told me not

to see you and I didn't care either.

That's different.

I have a gut feeling about this.

So do I and it says I can make

my own decisions about my love life.

Okay.

She sounds just like you.

(gate clanking)

(kiss landing)

(phone sounding)

They just left.

He's taking her to that club.

(dramatic music)

(club music)

You sure about this?

Promise not to lose me this time?

I won't let you out of my sight.

Then, I'm sure.

Look to your left.

Yes.

Yes.

For the record, we can
do everything but that.

Okay.

This was a mistake.

I think we should leave.

Devin, is that you?

I'm not Devin.

You're ghosting, mate.

(liquid squirting)

Don't fight it, embrace it.

Don't move.

Water.

Nora!

(moves into dramatic music)

(eyes clouding)

(creature chittering)

(loudly shrieking)

(skin tearing)

Security.

Maria.

(blow landing)

[Clubber] Let's get out of here.

Ben!

We gotta get her outta here.

(dramatic music)

(loudly panting)

(creature chittering)

(serene music)

♪ Take it to the bones ♪

♪ I'll take it by ♪

♪ We've all ♪

♪ Synchronize ♪

♪ Take it to the bones ♪

♪ I'll take it by ♪

♪ We've all ♪

♪ Synchronize ♪