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I trained a falcon
for a whole year.

When I had completed the task...

..its majestic plumage
entirely adorned with gold...

...i rose into the heavens...

...and flew to distant lands.

M Y F A L C O N

This is a kite, not a falcon.

Then something happened,
next door.

There were these guys who arrived.

You listening to me?

I'll call you back later, okay?

We know you won't do it.

Of course I will.

That's it. Change of disc.

In the case
of our current body-discovery...

...a fly plays an important role.

The green fly is
a peaceful species.

It feeds on honeydew
secreted by aphids...

...nectar, juice from
overripe fruit...

Adorable.

It would make a great decoration
for a car.

...but also excrement
and rotting flesh.

A corpse is ideal
for its offspring.

- Thank you Doctor. She suffered?
- No.

- She died quickly.
- Was she suffocated?

No, it was a natural death.

- Did she have morphine?
- Yes.

Good morning.

Nobody lives forever.

The green fly transforms
a dead organism...

...to one that's teeming with life.

A quarter of an hour
after the death of a person...

...it comes to lay its eggs
in the eye sockets, nostrils..

...or any other orifice.

It could be a sore...
or a gunshot wound.

Shall we open the windows?

Gladly.

The baby was alive
at its birth?

We don't know yet.

How old was it,
at the time of death?

A few hours.
No more than a day.

This is just an estimate.

According to what you just showed...

- The proliferation of maggots?
- Yes that's it.

How long was the body
lying in the forest?

At least five days.

And to the maximum?

The information is less precise
as the colony expands.

I am open to any information,
regardless of the degree of precision.

There were no empty pupae.
It was the first pupation.

That's something you might need
to read up on.

I'd rather understand everything
right away.

Taking rainfall and temperature
into account...

...I would say that the time between
the deposit of the body and its discovery...

...would not be a matter of hours...

...but rather of days.

I see.

We'd like it more specific.

- 7 days.
- All right.

- 7 days.
- Maybe 8.

Maybe 8. All right.

It's a beginning.
Wonderful.

Will you send me a copy
of your analyses?

- It's sent.
- Perfect. Thanks.

- Hi !
- Hi !

Unidentified baby, male.

- Who found him in the forest?
- No idea.

Two 5th grade schoolgirls
during a class project...

...on waste collection.

How old are we, in 5th grade?

Eleven or twelve years old.

That's too young
to find a corpse.

I take care of the lungs.

Any longer,
and he'd no longer have any lungs.

The flies love them.

They float.

There was air
in the alveoli.

He breathed after his birth.

At least once.

I'll take care of the DNA tomorrow?

It can wait a day or two.

Tomorrow is Saturday.

I'm often here on weekends.

Really?

And what does your boyfriend think?

He moved out two years ago.

What?

I'd no idea.

It wasn't exactly
front-page news.

We're going for a Chinese.
Like to join us?

We go the whole hog,
and do karaoke.

It's awesome,
to make a change.

No, it's really nice of you,
but I have an appointment.

All right.

- Don't think about maggots too much.
- You neither.

See you Monday!

Inga!

You came! After four messages!

One more and I'd have referred you
to Telephone Counselling.

It's not a subject that can be
talked about on the phone...

- And especially not with just anyone.
- Oh yes?

Tell me everything.
How are you?

Did you have me come here
for "small talk"?

That's alright...
I'm good at that.

So then...
I'm doing well, thanks.

For my next vacation,
I'm going to �I-have-no-idea�.

The last film that I watched,
I don't have the slightest memory of.

My reading, at the moment,
is an entomology journal.

And I'm Sagittarius.
What about you?

Don't you have a bird
at the moment?

If I had a bird,
I would've bought it from you.

Yes, I would've known.

Why did you train
in falconry, then?

To get a diploma
to hang on my wall.

You topped the test.

So I did.

Hello, big guy!

Are you and your boyfriend
still hunting?

No, we don't hunt anymore.

Okay, Lars...
are you going to give it up?

This little guy worries me a bit.

He is nine weeks old.

He doesn't really like
the company of others.

Or the others
don't like his company.

Either way,
the result is the same.

He looks like he's called Giovanni.

How did you guess?

That really is his name!

He'd suit you.

You have the patience he needs.

You could take him on.

Nonsense, Lars...
I can't take on a bird.

You learned how to do it with me.

And if you have a problem,
you just have to call me.

No I can't do it.
I don't have the time for it.

No, Lars.
I can't do it.

You'll have to find someone else.
See you!

- Yes?
- Hello, Dad.

It's okay, I have time.

I wanted to tell you that they'd come
to pick up Miriam this morning.

Who is Miriam?

Mrs Wendrich, my neighbour.
You know her.

- No, I don't know the name.
- Yes, you've met each other.

However...
She passed away last night.

Was she sick, or...?

Cancer of course...
poor old thing.

Everyone I know
is brought down by it.

It's the second cause
of deaths in Germany.

Excuse me, but couldn't
you say something like...

�Sorry you lost a loved one."

Sorry, Dad... Obviously, I'm sorry...
But i didn't know...

Because you don't care!

It's only your job that matters!

You have no new messages.

FALCONRY DIPLOMA

�Lonesome List�.

Let's go.

We made "energy balls"
with the children.

We've also suffered.
Zucchini muffins.

The only hangover activity
possible with kids.

Or the aquatic fun-park
is always a goer.

All the children are screaming,
not just yours.

These are fresher.

They were made on Sunday morning,
after the 7 o'clock ride in the park.

They have no taste, I know.

But it was quite an effort.
I spent the afternoon cleaning up.

One has to think of the effect on
weekends before having children.

And apart from swimming pools
and meatballs?

This morning, an 83-year-old man
was found in Lake Tankum...

...in swimming trunks.

His wife contacted us.

Her husband, a keen swimmer,
failed to return from his morning swim.

Everything indicates drowning.

Felix, you mention
a menthol smell?

During lung dissection...
Very light.

Either he took medication
by inhalation...

...or he applied an ointment...

Excuse me.

An ointment on his chest.

What do we know
about the baby?

Not much.
He was not stillborn.

Nothing on the umbilical cord.

It was no longer there.

I didn't get this report!

Die of hunger?
Smothered?

Impossible to say...
Decomposition was too advanced.

We can't rule out homicide?

No.

The police are looking for
women who were pregnant...

...and who don't have a baby.

There was a blanket
and rompers.

It's synthetic,
so it preserved well.

- Bye.
- Inga...

I have something for you.
An exhumation.

Willem de Moor, a Dutchman,
forced worker in 39-45...

...in a large company
in Wolfsburg.

Died in a bombing
during the war.

His family
made a request for exhumation.

They want to repatriate
the bones to Holland.

- Where are the bones?
- Under a memorial monument.

With those of 12 other
forced workers.

A collective grave.
It'll be...

Exactly.

A bone puzzle.

31,

33... 35... 37...

39... 41.

I can help you?

The forensic institute...
Is it here?

Yes, report to reception
over there.

Are you also a doctor?

No. I'm a forensic biologist.

So you wouldn't have heard
anything about my husband.

He drowned this morning.

In the lake.

- All my condolences.
- Thanks.

Thank you.

Would you rather wait here?

There's a meditation room.

Don't hesitate
to go there.

- Good luck.
- Thanks.

What am I going to do with this?

I thought you might like it.

You're talking to a guy who designed
17 autobahn interchanges.

I supervised everything
from A to Z.

17 interchanges,
throughout Germany!

And you give me a Viking ship model
on a scale of 1 to 100?

Sorry to learn that you
don't like Vikings, Dad.

They were honourable men
who worked hard for their families.

With you, even a Viking
would have had a hard time.

The scale is 1 to 72.

I'm going to need a magnifying glass!

- Don't you like it?
- I prefer it when it's cooked.

A real meal, not something
picked up at the supermarket.

All cold and raw.

I didn't have time to cook.

Most people cook.
Every day.

Why do you work so much?

I followed your example.

You worked a lot too.

You were rarely home.
And when it comes to cooking...

I do not remember
having seen you in the kitchen.

- It was Mum who cooked.
- Her cooking had taste...

...before she set sail...

...having got into her head..

...to find inner peace
with a guru in Indochina.

Enough! Let's not drag
all that back up again.

If I work so much,
it�s because people die...

...in a lot of ways...
as complex as they are diverse.

At the moment I'm busy
of the corpse of a newborn.

On bones from World War II.

And a man the same age as you...
who drowned.

You could at least
accompany me to the funeral.

- I didn't even know her.
- So what?

There are daughters who accompany
their father in bad times.

There are daughters who cook
their fathers something decent.

And who calls back
right away.

I've never been
that kind of daughter.

And it never bothered you,
back when you were still working.

You said that your neighbour
meant a lot to you.

Did she really?

Why are you pretending?

- You know that doesn't interest you.
- I did ask the question.

To make time go faster,
until you can leave.

Could she name your 17 interchanges
in alphabetical order?

You know what I'll do,
when I�m about to die?

I'll find myself a corner,
somewhere in a forest.

It'll be weeks
before my body's found.

Why?

So the maggots will be dancing
on my body.

And it's you
who'll be called in.

And THEN you'll be very obliged
to take care of me.

Because you'll get paid for it.

Take your viking junk with you.

Give it to the church.
Bye bye, Hermann.

You should like funerals.

Since you don't care
for the living.

You're in love with death...

...To the point that death
sticks to your skin.

You stink of death.

That's why
you never had children...

...and your husband left you.

Go away!

Miriam!

Where are you?

Rest in peace
in the bowels of Neptune.

Your swimming wolves
of Lake Tankum.

Hello, big guy.

There, that's good.

Come on.

So.

I'm going to sit you down.

Sit there.

So.

Hello, Giovanni!

Howdy!

Well?

Come to me.

Come on.

This is your new home.

Now for a treat.

Yes, yes, everything's fine.

Calm down, Giovanni.

Come!
Come on, come on!

Yes that's it.

Oh no! Come on!

Come here!

Come on, come on!

Come here!

Come.

Come on, Giovanni!

Calm down.

Yes... stay calm.

Yes... Everything's fine.

But yes.

There-there, Giovanni.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- All okay?
- Yes.

- You going well?
- Yes.

- Morning!
- Morning!

You have before your eyes
diatom algae from Lake Tankum.

I took samples...

...where the body was found.

Why?

The menthol odour you smelled
had me interested.

These diatoms were not
present in his lungs...

...which means he drowned...

...but not in that lake.

This will interest the police.

Did the menthol come from something
which he'd put in his bath?

I don't know...
I need to look into it closer.

I was ready to authorise the burial.

He was a teacher
of classic literature.

- His son told me that.
- Yes, uh...

- I have to go.
- Appointment with an expert?

No. There's something
I have to do at home.

Home is where duty calls us.

Yes. See you!

And we never do enough,
at home.

She's a funny bird, isn't she?

Would you have said the same thing
if it was a guy?

Absolutely.

43.

44.
And There you go.

- Dr Ehrenberg?
- Yes?

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

My name is Charlotte Wendrich.

I can't talk about investigations.
Go to the press office.

It's not about an investigation.
It's private.

How so?

It's hard to explain...

Could we go for coffee?

There was no room,
I parked in your yard.

No problem,
it's for the customers.

Sorry.

I got lost for a minute,
bypassing the construction site.

- No problem.
- I'm Charlotte.

What is it about?

I'm the daughter.

I'm the daughter
of your father's neighbour.

Miriam Wendrich is my mother.

She recently died,
didn't she?

- Yes.
- My condolences.

Yesterday I went
to collect a few things.

I want to sell the house...
it has no sentimental value.

My mother moved there
7 years ago, without me.

In short, I was approached
by your father, Hermann.

Hello, Charlotte.

- Good morning.
- I'm very sorry about your mother.

That's nice, Hermann.
Thanks.

And what did he want?

I have beautiful memories
of her.

Oh yes?

I think I do too.

I hope the memories come back.
At the moment, everything's a bit...

Yes I understand.

He made up a story about
a problem with his computer.

I deleted a file by mistake.

And you can't find it anymore.

And then he told me
that he was undoubtedly my father.

And where does that come from?

I've no idea.

No, that's totally insane.

Your mother went to live there
seven years ago.

And how old are you?

Twenty eight.

You were at least twenty years old.

I know.
That's what I told him.

He told me that he already
knew her before...

...and she had moved into
this house for his sake.

He was already separated
from your mother.

- It's been a very long time.
- In any case, he was free.

The idea was to take advantage
of their old days together.

That's what they did.

How do you know?

I was with them sometimes.

They were dining in the garden
and Hermann came to mow the lawn.

But I never would have believed...

...that this man
could have been my father!

Slowly... slowly....

Your mother, if all this were true...

...would certainly have told you...
�You see, the neighbour..."

"I had an affair with him,
and he�s your father.�

- No.
- And why not?

She never told me anything.

Obviously. But why?

I will tell you why...
Because it's not true.

And if it was true?

When I was a kid, Hermann
often came to visit us.

But at the time,
my father lived with us.

Thomas... The man I believed
to be my father.

He left when I was 16...
he lives in Norway.

He's not at all
a selfish father.

He never forgets my birthday
and spoiled me for my bacc.

You see!
I've got to go.

Knowing my mother,
maybe that's why...

...she didn't tell me anything.
And neither to Thomas.

To continue to receive maintenance
and preserve our harmony.

But now she's dead
and I will never know.

What I'm going to tell you
is purely theoretical.

Your mother
hid this story from you...

...and from Thomas, her husband.

But she had to say something
to Hermann, right?

No no no!

Hermann said that
he had no certainty.

He's not sure?

Did he keep it to himself?

Would it never have occurred
to him to talk about it?

Or to think what
this legally implied...

...in matters of inheritance,
for example?

Alimony or complaint
filed against him?

For pity's sake, please.
You must see it clearly.

Sorry, but it's improbable.

I really don't know anymore,
what I should believe.

All that I know is...
I'm not coping very well.

Do you want some coffee?

I'll order.

Please?

- Can someone take care of us?
- At which table?

- At the back.
- I'm coming.

Perfect thank you!

A waitress will come.

Here... napkins.

That's nice thanks.

I'll leave them here.

This is all completely absurd.

But if it tortures you that much,
ask him for a paternity test.

I won't be able to do that.

It's too much to handle.

What if the test was positive?

Then everything is different.

Everything.

I couldn't take it.

It would be too much.

How did you know my name?

Hermann gave me this.

I didn't understand everything,

though I did advanced
biology in high school.

Insects always fascinated me.

Sweat, blood,
bones and maggots.

Why did he give you this?

So I can see your photo.

He figured it was
a good idea to meet.

Since we might be half-sisters.

I don't know
what I expected.

But I rejoiced...

...because it would be nice,
to have a sister.

I always dreamed of it.

- I wouldn't say as much.
- Yes I understood.

I'm sorry, but I can...

No problem.
It was a mistake to come.

No.
No no !

- Settle this with Hermann.
- Bye.

It's closed.

- It's your car?
- Yes.

- You are in the bicycle parking lot.
- I am leaving.

It's always the same!
Pay attention!

So...

What can I get you?

Nothing more, thank you.
Bye !

You are on messaging
for Hermann Ehrenberg.

Leave me a message.

Hi Dad.

Call me back, please.

There-there, Giovanni.

No no...
It doesn't concern us.

It will all work itself out.

Ask your mother if your father
was fooling around with the neighbour.

I tried to phone him.

Maybe yes, maybe no.
She doesn't care.

Me too, actually.

Everyone has the right
to copulate with who they want.

But he sends me
this bawling bird...

...who wants to know
if I'm her half-sister...

...or who would prefer not to know.

Why doesn't she ask
for a paternity test?

We can do a half-fraternity test.

That is to say, check if we've inherited
the same X-chromosome.

Far from certain.

Yeah, suggest that to her.

I don't need a sister.

You already have a hawk.

If he'll ever come onto my glove.

Give him some time.
He'll come eventually.

Keep the webcam on him.
You'll be calmer when you're not there.

Can I take a look?

We'll see about it.

Fucking garbage!

- Good morning.
- Come in.

Hello.

- Should I sit here?
- Something to drink?

No thanks.

- Good morning.
- Hello.

- Welcome.
- Good morning.

This is Sander, the son.

I am his grandson...

...and there, these are my two sons,
the great grandsons of Willem de Moor

And here...
his great-great-grandson.

- His name is also Willem.
- His middle name.

His middle name, I see.

Let's get started.

I do not have a lot
memories of him...

...except a wooden sword
that he had carved for me.

A song he used to sing to me.

And his giant hands.

It's because you were little.
His hands seemed giant to you.

No, in the family,
we all have giant hands.

I see.

- Coffee, tea?
- No thanks.

So... I'm going to take
a saliva sample from you.

You are the closest relative.

It's been a long time since
I was close to my father.

But, if we manage
to bury him with us...

...there will be
a form of proximity again.

The easiest thing to do
will be to sit down.

Open your mouth.

I will take
a second sample...

To have one in reserve.

Then I'll compare
your genetic profile...

...with that of Willem.

What do you take
from Willem?

Bone powder from his femur.

Germany took my grandfather's life.

Today, we want it back.

What little is left of him.

Now we'll clean up.

Stay put.

That's enough.

You can mess it up again.

Giovanni, come!

Come on, come over here.

I have a treat for you.
Come here!

Come on!

Giovanni!

There is nothing to be afraid of.

Come see me...
So.

Come, come, come!

Come!

Come on, come see me.

You want to talk?

Helps sometimes.

Oh no, thank you. I...

I'm not in mourning.

Just deep in thought.

That's a good thing.

I'm going to have to
open this grave.

That of forced-labourers?

Look.

Look... long arms.

The war is never over,
even if we think so.

Yes.

Even if we think so.

Digging it yourself?

No. I'm looking for someone
who can use an excavator.

I know someone.

Preferably the best.

I'm your man.
My name is Reno.

Reno. I'm Inga.

- Know what a tree-ring cake is like?
- Yes.

We'll proceed in the same way.
One layer after another.

But in the opposite direction.
We remove thin layers.

Until we come across something hard,
like bones.

From there we continue
with brushes and tools.

A tree-ring cake. OK.

Twelve people are buried here.

One day will not be enough.

We'll have to close
this part of the cemetery.

Authorisation must be requested
from the office.

It's already done.

I just have to go find
the excavator.

Thanks, Reno!

A bit of variety around here.

He even told you
where I lived!?

I can�t sleep anymore.
You can't imagine.

But at least you know
who your father is.

Can we speak informally?
Call me Charlie. Can you help me?

You should talk to Hermann.

I know.
We need to clarify this.

If we were indeed sisters,
it'd be easier to do it together.

- Do what?
- Your idea, the test!

I am scared.
I can't do it alone.

I can't go to him and tell him
to give me some saliva.

Can you speak slower?

- You don't agree?
- It's too tiring.

If he really is your father,
he'd be happy to prove it.

Let's both do it.

And if we're not sisters,
you'll never see me again.

But I do think we're sisters.

- Why would he say that?
- Because he's crazy.

No no...
There must some truth to it.

Otherwise, it makes no sense.

Let me be clear...
What IS true is...

I don't care, sorry.
Do this between yourselves.

Have you spoken to him since?

He doesn't answer the phone.

Get yourself a lawyer
or something like that.

Look up Family Law
on the Internet.

She'll never give up!

Giovanni, you will have the right
to a treat.

Yes, you deserved it.
Here, eat this.

Delicious.
You were hungry.

You can have some more.

So.

I still have something
extra special for you.

Come here, Giovanni!

Come on!

Come and get it!

Come !

Yes!

That's it!

Come here!

Giovanni...

And what does your boyfriend say?

What my guy thinks?
Whatever it is...

Nobody cares...

Nobody at all.

Ah, I understand.

Mr Ehrenberg has left the building?

- Something else?
- Yes.

I thought about your work.

High school biology is not enough
to understand my work.

Every matter you deal with...

...involves what people do
to each other, how cruel they can be.

- That's often it, yes.
- You see?

That's what I mean.

In this context, it must be an effort
to like people.

I focus on the essentials.

Blood, bones, maggots?

Yes. That's my job.

And in your opinion...

...what is the percentage of people...

...who have never done anything?

Who have never killed or injured
or attempted once...

...to destroy the lives
of others?

82 percent is the highest estimate.

In my opinion,
it's 99.9 percent.

But you don't see them.

Do you want to know
what's funniest?

Despite it all,
I feel close to you.

It's a completely one-sided
impression.

"High-school biology is not enough
to understand my work."

I also have an annoying
and arrogant side.

Congratulations, then.

Good night to you, Charlie.

Like the big sister who
won't let me into her room.

Who I love, all the same.

Good night.

Reno!

Oh, you're here.

- We need another location.
- For what?

- We have the twelve skeletons.
- And this one?

Here is our number thirteen.

Where does it come from?

A stowaway.

"We laugh about many things...

...whose causes we cannot see,
for our eyes do not see everything.�

I've heard that before.

"The moon has risen,
the night is dotted..."

There are still lots to dig up?

I think it's the last one.
The soil's getting very dense.

I'll have to leave you soon.

It's my wife's birthday
and the children made a fondue.

No problem.

Leave the gate open...
I don't want to spend the night here.

You'd be fine
dining with skeletons.

Absolutely.

'Bye.

Yes! I'm here!

Mr Giovanni... what do you
want me to tell you?

About my father?

About my job, perhaps?

This is the room
that serves as my office.

What?

You want me to talk
about my marriage? Seriously?

Yes?

It's a very boring story.

You insist?

All right.

In that case, I'll tell you.

Where do I start?

It's always the same question...
What was the reason?

Look, that's him.
Hanno.

We graduated
in falconry together.

We travelled a lot.
We had friends.

Yep.

He was very busy,
I was very busy too.

No, we didn't want children.

Oh no...
I love my job too much.

I'd have been gone 12 hours a day
and spent the weekend reading.

That's too much to handle,
don't you agree?

And one day, Hanno was unreachable
All day long.

When I came home in the evening,
he was waiting for me, he was strange...

...withdrawn.

All tense.

He told me...
�Inga, we need to talk.�

Yes. He gave me
a glass of wine.

Then he said to me...
"Sit down here, please."

He went and sat here.

And he said...
"Inga, you stay calm."

"This is how it is...
There's another woman."

"I'm going to leave you."

"You must have noticed."

"I've wanted for a long time
for us to separate."

"I wanted to tell you several times...

...but you refused to listen."

"You only think about your work."

"You don't want to admit it."

"But now it's too late."

"I put some things
in the car."

"I just have to go."

"Inga...

...I'm starting a new life."

"That's how it is."

And he left.

A mess.

I've never got to meet
the other woman.

She was expecting a child.
Our accountant told me.

Yes, we still have the same accountant.

After he left...

...I was totally stunned.

I couldn't think straight.

I...

I asked myself...
�What's it all about?�

"Has he only now discovered love?"

�Did our marriage matter?�

Yes, Giovanni!

Soon we'll be able
to go outside!

Yes !

Number 13 was a woman.

What was she doing there?

Many prisoners of war
were women.

I thought that there
were only soldiers.

Not only.

The Nazis brought
thousands of civilians...

...from occupied Soviet territories
as labour.

The �workers of the East�...
There were a lot of women.

What will you do with her?

I'll report her discovery
and it'll be recorded.

So... the four that are here...

...they were very young,
going by their growth plates.

On the skull.
They are still open.

Willem de Moor was 33 years old.

We have these three,

They are too old.
It can be seen here.

They have osteoarthritis
at the joints.

So it doesn't fit.

As for their cranial plates...

...they are completely closed.

That leaves us five.

That's right. Here, look.

Willem stands in front
of a guest room.

The guest room still exists.

They measured it...
the door is 1.98 m.

So Willem was about 1.85 m.

Which excludes these three
who are less than 1.80 m tall.

Which leaves us with these last two.

I can't decide between them.
I'll have to compare their DNA.

But...

I want to bet on this one.

- Does he have a Dutch face?
- No.

His hands are unusually large.

A distinctive family sign.

What are you going to do with the others?

They'll be re-buried.

I told my family...

"If you want to cremate me,
I've no objections."

"Just think about me
now and then.�

They're sure to.

You seem like a father
who's not forgotten.

One does what one can.

Do you ever eat tree-ring cake?

Why?

My wife made this for us.

Thanks!

Is this today's newspaper?

You can keep it,
I don't read it.

Thanks.

BABY FOUND
Who can help?

It's a shitty part of the world.

"Dedicated to the Victims -
Looking to the Future"

Hundreds of deaths.

Young pregnant forced labourer
from the Soviet Union

on the way to the Volkswagen factory,

around 1942.

Graves of deceased young children
in the 'children's home'

at the Volkswagen factory in Ruhen,
1945.

Photos of �eastern workers�
from the Volkswagen factory.

Wolfsburg in the viewfinder...
discovery of Wolfsburg books.

Worldwide there are only
450 Siberian tigers in the wild.

There are 260 individuals
in European zoos.

Low genetic diversity
makes selection tricky.

The zoo is counting on 2 or 3
young animals next year.

Gestation for tigers
is three to four months.

The competition for the deserter
monument has been decided.

This is it...

We're going for a walk.

The open air...
Isn't it great?

Yes?

- Is that yours?
- Not so loud!

You'll scare him!

- I once had a canary.
- OK.

I just wanted to tell you
that things were better.

The funeral took place,
it's behind me.

We buried the ashes
in a forest cemetery.

- Do you know what a forest cemetery is?
- Yes i know.

I wondered whether
to inform Thomas...

My father who lives in Norway.
I won't do it.

- No?
- I want to clear this up first.

I will do it alone,
I assure you.

I'm going to go see Hermann
and ask him for a paternity test...

...when I feel calmer.

Great.

Here are some sandwiches.

To apologise for bothering you.
I'm sorry.

- Thanks.
- I like your bird.

Would you like
to do me a favour?

Yes.

- Great.
- What?

I'll explain in the field.
You mustn't speak.

I only need your hand.

It's straight ahead.

- Shall I hold this?
- Thanks.

For your hand.

Left.

Now...

I'll entrust him to you.
Giovanni, perch on here.

That's it, that's good.

Hold on tight.

Now turn around
so the bird doesn�t see me.

I'm going to go there.

When I give the command...

...you'll turn around,

...and let this go...
and let him fly off.

Yes, Giovanni.

Quite still...

Does he bite?

Stay relaxed.
No sudden movements.

That's it.

Alright.

Come on, hop!

Come !

Yes!
Very good!

Yes!
Well done!

Great!

Thanks, Charlie!
You did well!

'Bye!

'Bye!

Oh yes!

No, it has to be now.
I don�t have time later.

I'm about to do that.

This is just between us.
The big session�s tomorrow.

- Has she been drinking?
- Seems like it.

The information you provided
on these micro-algae...

- Diatoms, you mean.
- That's it.

They were not found
in the lungs of the drowned man.

That put us
in a new position.

No need to be Sherlock Holmes
to predict it.

Faber was a retired professor.

Professor Emeritus of Letters.
How does this advance us?

We'll see. It's a facet.

- Of what?
- Of the whole.

We were talking of bath additives.
A cold remedy?

We actually found a trace of
a menthol substance in the lungs.

But I can't tell you
what it is.

What if you had a sample
to compare?

His wife doesn't know
that we have suspicions on that side...

But the apartment...
especially the bathroom...

- And his son?
- He's in my sights.

The bathroom
could be a crime scene.

So I'll need one of you...

...to take a closer look at this.

The tub, depth,
location of the fittings, access...

You too, Doctor Ehrenberg.

Me? No. I'm a biologist,
not an investigator.

But it's you
who set this case in motion.

Just take a look.

The contents of the cupboards,
for example.

Or else, you bring me
the contents of the cupboards...

...and then I'll be happy
to take a look at it.

Very kind of you.

We're going to take you
to the next level.

First... untie you.

That good?

See you soon, eh? Wait.

Now stay there.

Don't you move!

Wait a little longer.

Now...

Giovanni, hop!

Yes that's it!
Good!

Stay!

Giovanni!

Yes, calm down.
Just a moment.

Giovanni, hop!

Yes, very good!

You're doing really well!

Do you want to fly
without a leash?

Do you feel ready?

In twenty meters, turn left.

You have arrived at your destination.

- Hello.
- Good morning.

- Hi !
- Hi.

Can you close the door?

How is your bird?

He's doing very well.

I wanted to ask you...

Did you go to see Hermann?

No.

It can wait.
You hungry?

There's gouda, gorgonzola,
vegetarian, vegan...

- Thanks.
- Good choice.

Could we live
on sandwiches?

You'd have to drink as well.

Sluggish at the beginning,
now it's good.

An order for students...
100 sandwiches.

Students can't butter
their own sandwiches?

Lucky for me!

A hundred sandwiches!
And you run this alone?

Yeah, sure.

Do you have someone new?

Someone new?

A new man in your life?

Someone you like.

Who you like to chat with.

I see.

And you?

No.

I feel if a guy's available,
he must be rubbish.

You're sitting on mayo.

Sorry.

What's his actual name?

Giovanni.

Cool!

Why choose a bird of prey?

Most people are content
with a dog or a cat.

Or a stupid parrot who goes...

It was practically placed
in my nest.

Understand.

- And you? You have a pet?
- No.

No.
But I like the idea...

...of having something
to share my life with...

...who I can trust
and who'll never leave me.

- It's tempting, it's true.
- Yes.

Wasn't it you who said...

...that almost 100 per cent
of people were reliable?

I was talking about humans.

Oh I see.

So...

Oh yes.
Stay calm...

Calm...

I'm almost done.

Nearly there.

And the bell.

So.

So...

You see?

I'll be able to follow you,
whatever your altitude.

A little treat.

Take it...

So.

You like that?
Yes?

- Yes?
- Mrs Faber?

It's Schneider, CID.

Thanks.
It's okay, you can go in.

Good morning.

What do you want?

You have to let us in.
I have a search warrant.

- Ask my son.
- You are the owner.

You have to ask
his permission first!

It won't take long.

- Can I call my son?
- Of course.

Yes it's me.
Come home immediately.

They have a search warrant.

They showed it to me.
They hadn't warned me.

Do they have the right
to do that?

It doesn't seem
very legal to me.

They're searching the house.

Yes, that's what I told them.

Yes.

Okay, sweetie.

Valerie?

Yes?

Bathtub depth:
46 centimeters.

I'll wait for you outside.

Goodbye, Mrs Faber.

It's been three years
that we live here.

We bought this apartment
because there is disabled access.

And because the lake
is literally outside the door.

My husband could walk there.

Wearing only his bathrobe.

- Bye.
- Bye.

We should have had
their result quicker.

If we have no witnesses
and nothing is found with the son...

...we'll never find the culprit.

What is it?

A chocolate mold.
There is a smell, smell it.

Mint? Chewing gum?

Menthol.

I found it in the trash.

Mrs Faber likes
to make things herself.

Pottery, knitting,

the kitchen, only organic.
No artificial.

She'd never have bought
bath products.

She prepared bath bombs herself.

I dream of having time
to take a bath.

You can find them in organic markets.
Against stress, aches, a cold.

I see.

People like this even separate trash
when disposing of evidence.

Something bothers me.

Why do I care about
my husband's cold...

...if I want to get rid of him?

Because he wanted it.

Because he loves
homemade bath bombs.

And she couldn't
deny him one last wish.

So...

So...

Look at this, my darling...

No leash today.

We don't need that anymore.

Yes!

It's your big moment.

You're happy?

Oh yes!

Giovanni?

Come on, hop!

Come on, hop!

Giovanni!

Giovanni!

Come here!

Come on, hop!

Shit !

I was so sure
he would come back.

We'll put a wanted notice
on falconry sites.

He's ringed and he's not
the first to escape.

I didn't receive any signals
at all, off this thing.

The range isn't great,
especially in bad weather.

In a few days,
it will run out of battery.

- Did you weigh the falcon?
- Of course.

931 grams early yesterday.

It's a bit heavy
for flight weight.

A few grams?

A falcon that's not hungry
chooses freedom.

And freedom is not you.

Hop!

Come see me !

You have a new message.

It's me. Dad.

I just wanted to tell you...

I'm sorry.

Is it Willem?

Yes.

His DNA matches yours.

You can take his bones.

There's a box here.

Hey, Dad.

Hi Dad!

It'll be OK?

I didn't think I'd live long enough
to see this.

We've been waiting for this
for so long.

He's very happy.

- Thank you for all your work.
- You're welcome.

We're going to take him home.

Can I come in?

The Armed Forces would like
to pay him a final tribute.

You have the right
to refuse.

Do you want him
to play, grandpa?

Why not.

The music didn't take
anyone away from us.

You're welcome.

Inga?

What about the baby�s
mitochondrial DNA?

His family comes
from Central Europe.

That doesn't get us much further.

I know.

Calls for witnesses
didn't get anything either.

Unidentified male baby.

A kid who no one misses.

You can only miss
what was once there.

If he has brothers and sisters,
they will never know that...

No, they will never know.

It's probably better for them.

Keep on going!

Great!

Oh, fuck!

Hi.

- What are you doing here?
- What are you doing here?

- Nothing...
- What if I was the police?

- You have a key, right?
- Yes.

I must have forgotten it somewhere.

What were you doing
at Miriam's?

- It's complicated to explain.
- Try.

Maybe I'll manage
to understand.

That's enough?

I told myself I'd find her
by coming here.

- Who? Miriam?
- Don't be silly...

Charlotte... her address.

I don't know where she lives.
She doesn't answer.

And I don't know
her last name.

She has the same name
as her father.

You mean... her stepfather.

Yes.

Look at this...
An old thing I found.

You must have been 5 or 6 years old.

For Dad.

It was really lovely...

...to live next door to Miriam.

We got along well.
We had time for each other.

We were old friends.

Then she got sick.

And she was no longer there.

I'm... not Charlie's father.

She was already born
when I met Miriam.

- Then why did you say so?
- Because I was angry.

About everything.

About you, about myself.

You're never there,
and when we see each other, we argue.

And I just sit all day
doing nothing.

Nobody calls me.
Nobody needs me.

At least I had Miriam before.

You're lonely.

Yes, imagine that!

You could have said that.

And couldn't you
have noticed it yourself?

Maybe, yes.

And what does that have to do
with Charlotte?

I told you, I made a mistake.

I was in my garden,
I looked up...

...and there she was,
with her boxes.

So I went up to her
and told her that.

- That you were her father.
- Yes.

- It could've been true.
- No, it couldn't. So why?

I wanted her to go see you.

Let you see how it might have been
if I'd had a second daughter.

You really are totally crazy.

You used Charlotte
to harm me?

Do you have any idea
of what this has done to her?

You've turned her life
upside down.

Because you didn't think.

Believe me,
I regret I ever said it.

We'd be a lot better off.

I know.

I know.

We're closing the case.

Identification impossible.
He'll be buried.

This is where she works.

Come in and tell her the truth.

Hello, Inga!

How's life?

Giovanni flew away.

The first time I let him
off the leash.

Completely gone?

Is there nothing you can do?
With a GPS or something?

The battery on his sender
is flat.

I posted a search report online.

No response yet.

What a bummer!

Yeah!

- Like something to drink?
- That'd be great.

- Here.
- Thanks.

So sorry.

Hermann's confessed...

He just made it all up.

How?

That means we're
not half-sisters?

Nix.

And Thomas is your true father.

But why?

He was lonely
after Miriam's death.

He wanted to give me
a lesson.

He thought if he had 2 daughters,
at least one would fuss over him.

He did it without thinking.

He's very sorry about it.

He's sitting outside
and is ashamed.

Oh well...

Life is...

...a roller-coaster.

My granny always said that.

Then let's let him stew for a bit,
shall we?

Nice stamp on it.

OK like that?

No, the other way round.

Oh, I see.

Then there's my...

Look... one after the other...

- In any case, I'm going there...
- Don't be so hesitant!

I was feeling peckish...

One serviette after the other!

That hawk actually
did the right thing.

...by flying away from me...
at the first opportunity.

I didn't think you'd be someone
to fly away from...

At least, not so quickly.

Try to imagine that
he's very happy where he is.

Shall we take your father
something to eat?

He'd be delighted.

He'll even get a double
dollop of mayonnaise.

Just leave her alone.
Let her drink.

Yes...

Only sometimes.

Not all the time.

Could you have detected dementia
in Faber's body?

Not here, but...

...a neuro-pathologist could.

Luckily, we preserved the entire brain,
without cutting into it.

We�ll send it to them
for examination.

Why?

That could be of interest
to the defense.

The defense of whom?

According to the family doctor...

...Peter Faber was in
the early stage of dementia.

Things were slipping away
from him more and more often.

He could hardly read anymore.

He found it difficult
to express himself.

His hands sometimes
stopped obeying him.

He found these failures
humiliating.

He was a spirited man...
and the spirit was leaving him.

He'd expressed a wish to die...
according to his son.

As well as to one
of his swimming companions.

He had contacted an Swiss
euthanasia association...

They asked for a medical certificate...

...about his judgment
and his ability to act.

He wouldn't have
got that anymore.

That day must have been
a very sad one for him.

Peter had cried a lot...

...and his wife Maria...
ran him a bath.

...which she embellished
with her homemade bath bombs...

...that he was so fond of.

She forced his head
under water...

...until he stopped breathing.

Then she called their son.

They put swimming trunks
on the dead man...

Late that night,
they took him to the lake.

They accompanied him
into the water...

...and let him drift away.

The son and Maria Faber
have made a confession.

I'm not sure that I wouldn't
have done the same.

That must be love.

Hey, you!

You wouldn't be
the mad maggot-lover?

Yes, that's me!

Oh my God!

And aren't you
the sandwich-fairy?

That's me for sure.

Pretty big bird-cage.

Yeah...

Maybe I'll find something else.

I have a charming
little house for sale...

...right opposite your father's place.

You retard!

Hello, I saw your falcon in Rugen.
Gustav.

Bad news?

He's a falconer from Rugen,
who says he's seen him.

For real?

Yes.

It looks like Giovanni.

Show me!

I've got to go.

- Can I come?
- Yes...

- If you like.
- I've never been to Rugen.

- What's this?
- Meat.

We're going to need it.
He's a bird of prey...

...who only comes if he's hungry.

Let's go... come on!

I closed the door.

Can we take my car?

- Why?
- I have a delivery to make.

It's on the way.

- But we'll have to go quickly.
- Yes.

You can put everything
in the back.

Still students?

No. It's for a women's network.

Network. The term par excellence
of the 21st century.

In the 20th century, it revolved
around the word "machine".

Since the birth of the world,
there have always been networks.

In nature, for example,
we find them everywhere.

Take the mushrooms.

Mushrooms have gigantic networks.

Our brain is also a network.

Here, something tiny...
nematodes.

81 percent of all land animals...

...are nematodes.

Their nervous system
has a very simple structure...

...but it's a network.

It is made up of 302 cells...

...linked together,
which are constantly...

Do you ever stop babbling?

Do you think I talk too much?

No, it's okay. I just feel
I'm listening to a podcast.

Alright.

Would you prefer me to sing?

Yes it would be good.

A song about nematodes.

All right. But I warn you,
it has a lot of verses.

- As many as you like.
- Perfect.

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