All language subtitles for Murder.Mindfully.S01E01.NF.WEBRip

I'm not a violent person.

Quite the opposite.

I've never been in a fight
in my whole life.

And I was 42
the first time I killed someone.

By the following week,
I was almost up to half a dozen.

But it was all
with the best of intentions.

It was the logical consequence
of my new mindful approach to life.

To perfectly align my profession
with my family life.

MURDER MINDFULLY

Three months ago,
things looked very different.

I was as far away from mindfulness
as my client was from being acquitted.

They found him
in a jewelry store one afternoon

trying to choose an engagement ring.

But instead of money,
he was carrying a loaded gun.

"Since he didn't like the ring,
he hit the jeweler with the gun

and pushed him into a display case."

"As the alarm had already been triggered,
the defendant was taken into custody."

Do you wish to say anything
about these accusations?

No, my client wishes to remain silent.

But I can assure you that this was
an unfortunate one-off occurrence

which he deeply regrets.

It was a knee-jerk reaction

to the struggle
to integrate into our society.

Mr. Cumgül shares our values
of marriage and family.

The engagement ring was meant to cement

his long-standing relationship
with his German girlfriend.

I ask for the detention order
to be dismissed.

There is no risk
of absconding or recidivism.

- He has a criminal record.
- Not for violent crimes.

I see no reason
to assume my client is a flight risk.

He has a stable girlfriend.
Practically a fiancée.

He has a stable job.
He has a permanent address.

At his parents' house.

But if this doesn't suffice,
we are willing to pay bail.

My client's monthly income

is 1,500 euros after tax.

Based on this figure, I think 3,000 euros
would be more than reasonable.

He hates guys like me.

And I don't blame him.

Back when I was an idealistic law student,
I would've found it totally fair

for a thug like that
to sit behind bars for a few years.

But with all my years of experience
as a defense lawyer,

I had this idiot out on bail
in just two hours.

- There he is.
- Hey!

- Thanks, Mr. Lawyer.
- Yeah.

- He got me out, guys.
- Nice watch.

Hey, what's up?
Are we partying tonight or what?

I think you have other plans today.

Shit.

- What does he want?
- Let's get out of here.

The thugs' boss and my main client
was Dragan Sergowicz.

Drugs, prostitutes, weapons.

Not a good combination if you ask me.

My job wasn't just
to get Dragan's people out of trouble,

but also to continuously update
his business portfolio

and keep all his activities
under the public prosecutor's radar.

This job gave my family a good life.
Without me, unfortunately.

I was always too late or not there at all.

Even when it really counted.

I could rarely do anything about it
because others owned my time.

Hey.

But it was still my fault.

Shit.

At least we always know
where your priorities lie.

Could we maybe exchange a few words
before moving on to accusations?

You don't have
to look into her sad, little eyes.

Even if our love hadn't completely died,

we'd obviously not nurtured it enough
once we became a family.

Life for us was like that
of many successful young families.

Shitty.

I don't have the energy
to argue with you anymore.

But we can't go on like this.

Here.

Maybe this will help you.

MINDFULNESS FOR INNER PEACE
AND OUTER HARMONY

Mindfulness?

Seriously?

You think it's bullshit
because it's from me.

No, I think it's bullshit regardless.

Listen.

I know you won't change for me.
Not anymore. And you don't have to.

But maybe for Emily.

Sweetie, I'm sorry
I couldn't make it today.

But we'll make up for it, okay?

If I was at home,
everything I did was wrong.

If I got home too late, I was also wrong.

I had no other choice

but to dive even deeper
into the job I hated.

- Morning.
- Morning.

- Morning.
- Mr. Diemel.

I need your signature.

- He is the best in the company.
- We'll see.

Oh, right.

You weren't invited?

Of course she knew I hadn't been invited.

I was the Cinderella of the law firm.

Excuse me.

I was allowed to do the dirty work
but was never invited to the ball.

Besides my job as a defense lawyer,

I channeled Dragan's shady income
into countless foundations,

shipping companies, and franchises.

- Morning.
- Morning.

I earned a living
doing good things for bad people.

Of course, I knew
that the system I created wasn't good.

Not for others, not for myself,

and not for my family.

MINDFULNESS FOR WELL-BEING

I knew something had to change.

But for me, mindfulness was just a rehash
of the same old esoteric garbage

that's revived every decade
and sold under a different name.

I thought it was a crock of shit.

But I would have moved
from Sodom to Gomorrah for my daughter

if it meant our family stood a chance.

JOSCHKA BREITNER
MINDFULNESS COACH

JOSCHKA BREITNER - 17 MIN. AGO
TODAY AT 11:00 AM

Come in.

Thanks.

Our appointment was at 11 a.m.

Honestly, I'm glad
I could fit this in at all.

I'd be happy to get through the program
a little quicker.

At the same price?

Running won't make the road shorter.

But you still
reach the destination quicker.

Listen, my wife thought it'd be good
for me to come here, but...

- I think I'm in the wrong place.
- No, you're not.

I've known you for 20 minutes,

and I think this is
just the right place for you.

You can't have known me for 20 minutes.
I've only been here for three.

Yes, but you could've been here
20 minutes ago.

Evidently, you spent the first 15 minutes
doing something else.

Then you stood outside for three minutes,

wondering whether
to ring the bell again, right?

Yes.

In the three minutes you've been here,

I've learned that you view appointments
to do with your well-being as non-binding.

That you allow others
to set your priorities.

And that you

can't stand silence.

Not bad.

And if that's
why you won't have sex with me,

I'll feel just like I do at home.

Joschka Breitner. I'm glad you came.

Björn Diemel.

Could I have an espresso?

Tell me five things
that led you here today.

I'd much rather start
by practicing dealing with silence.

- You don't like talking about yourself?
- I'm a lawyer.

I prefer talking about others.

Try it.

Well.

There aren't enough hours in a day.

I can't switch off.

I'm under pressure at work and at home.

I have thin skin. I'm stressed out.
I don't see my daughter Emily enough.

And I miss her.
My wife doesn't appreciate my job.

- My job doesn't appreciate me.
- You can't count.

Excuse me?

Nine of those five things
are classic symptoms of stress.

And for that reason,
you've come to the right place.

Not bad at all.

Do you have any idea what mindfulness is?

No, but I assume I'm about to pay
good money to find out.

No, you already found out
when you were waiting outside. For free.

- I guess I wasn't paying attention.
- That's precisely the point.

For three minutes,

you stood outside thinking about
whether to ring the bell again.

How many of those 180 seconds
were you thinking about something else?

All of them?

Where were you?

In court,

at the law firm,

with my client,

my daughter,

at the last argument with my wife...

Is that enough?

So you were in at least five places
in your mind, all at once.

Along with the emotions
you associate with them.

Did that help you at all?

Probably not, right?

So why did you do it?

It just happened.

If one of my clients said that in court,
I'd tell them to zip it.

Mindfulness means
this will no longer happen to you.

When you're in front of a door,
you're in front of a door.

When you argue with your wife,
you argue with your wife.

But when you're in front of a door
mentally arguing with your wife,

that's not mindful at all.

That's simply stupid.

So how do I stand
in front of a door mindfully?

You just stand there and do nothing.

You block out everything that
has nothing to do with the here and now.

And if my thoughts stray?

You breathe.

The breath is
the central tool for mindfulness.

If we focus on it,

we focus on the connection
between body and mind

and can reduce the impact
of negative emotions on both of those.

Come, I'll show you.

Just stand
with your feet shoulder-width apart.

Toes pointed forward,

and bend your knees a little.

Very good.

First, we take a deep breath.

Inhale.

And exhale.

Inhale.

And exhale.

Now close your eyes.

Stand quietly.

Stand there,

and only pay attention to natural things.

The smells in the room.

The movement of the air.

The unmistakable feeling
when you're touching something special.

Sounds we would not normally register.

There's no screen
for the movie in your head now

as your senses are fully attuned
to the here and now.

Use your breath
to focus on positive things.

And that'll change
all the assholes around me?

No. Or else, I wouldn't be here.
I'd breathe bad people away.

But you can change
how you react to these assholes.

If someone at work or in your family
drives you crazy,

breathe.

Don't worry. We'll tackle this together
over the next 12 weeks.

Not only will you have had
vast quantities of green tea,

but you'll also be able
to handle assholes at work better.

You'll create quality time
with your daughter,

allowing you to fully concentrate on her.

No cell phone. No work.

Just Emily.

You can do it.

Right, let's start over.

Turn around. Toes pointed forward.
Feet shoulder-width apart.

Feet parallel.
Your core supports your body.

Inhale.

And exhale.

It wasn't easy to integrate mindfulness
into my daily routine at first.

Diemel!

Place your entire foot down.

The heel-to-toe roll is smooth.

Feel every inch of the sole of your foot.

In my job, not answering was taboo.

- Yes.
- Got it?

I understand.

Do you understand?

But as soon as I turned my phone off,
I got fewer complaints.

Instead, Dragan would get mad
at dead spots and service providers.

I created quality time with Emily
that no one could interrupt.

MISSED CALLS
DRAGAN S., LAW FIRM

And Breitner also helped Katharina and me.

He said we should live apart
for a bit to help me focus.

To my surprise,
Katharina was happy about that.

She was pleased that the man
she kept arguing with was moving out

and that the man she'd married
was visiting her regularly.

It was good for me too.

I was under less pressure.

Along the way,
I also became more mindful at work.

Taking short breaks to breathe
reduces the tension you feel

when you envy others.

Not bad. He's already a partner.

And he joined
three years after you, Diemel.

Stand there,
and only pay attention to natural things.

Sounds we would not normally register.

Congratulations.

The first step on your mindful journey.

Maybe you'll try the advanced course.

SLOWING DOWN IN THE FAST LANE

Thanks.

- Hi.
- Hey.

- What are you doing here?
- What? Didn't we say 10:00 a.m.?

Yes, exactly. It's 10 a.m.

- Yeah.
- Dad!

Hey! You okay, sweetie?

- I'm excited.
- Me too.

Yeah? Are you ready? All right then.

- Are you getting your backpack?
- Yes.

Okay.

- Okay.
- Yay!

Look. Here are all her things.

One outfit per day, plus a spare.

- Okay.
- Three swimsuits.

Please change her after each swim.
To prevent bladder infections.

This is her favorite cereal.

Don't add too much milk,
or she'll get it on her clothes.

Apply sunscreen every four hours.

I checked the app. The UV index
is extremely high this weekend.

Make sure she doesn't go to bed too late,
or it'll disrupt her rhythm.

And keep her far away
from those mafia idiots.

- Yes.
- Björn, do you understand?

Yes, Katharina.

I swear that as soon as I catch
the smallest hint of mafia vibes,

I'll call it off. Obviously.

We'll go somewhere else.
We won't ruin your spa weekend.

- Björn, this is about Emily, not me.
- Yes.

All week, Emily's been talking
about quality time with dad.

Quality time!

Björn, I'm being serious.
It's up to you to make this work.

You've never had a weekend away together.

Weekend! Yeah! Weekend!

Katharina, I guarantee
it will all go smoothly.

Okay? For Emily, for me, and for you too.

I want to go swimming. Come on, Dad.

Okay.

- Okay.
- Dad!

When you get back, we need to talk
about Emily's daycare spot.

It's been all rejections so far.

Yes. Okay.

- The sunscreen.
- Yeah.

The suitcase.

Is that it?

- That's it.
- Okay.

- Ciao.
- Bye.

- Every four hours, yeah?
- Yeah.

Dad, I can't eat any more.

Okay. Hang on.

This much?

That's it? Yeah?

There.

All gone.

Shit.

Don't say shit.

Fuck.

That's better.

Just ignore it.

But there might be an issue
with the house we're going to.

Like Dragan deciding to have a party there
with 20 hookers and coke.

- Yeah?
- Where are you, man?

Hello, Dragan. Emily is with me,
and she can hear you too.

- We're on our way to...
- Fuck Emma-Lou.

I need you here. Now.
We're going out for ice cream.

Yay! Ice cream!

Ice cream!

It wasn't the kind of ice cream
that Emily had in mind.

It was a code word.

Dragan had only used it once before,
in an absolute emergency.

It means I have to go see him.

No matter where I am or what I'm doing.

Are you okay, Dad?

Yeah.

Dad has to go to the office real quick.

But then we'll go and get ice cream.

Yes!

I assume you don't have
any client appointments today.

In fact, I do.

I'd like to know
if Ms. Kerner is here today.

Junior lawyers are allocated to partners,
not to employees.

And they're certainly not nannies.

You'd know that if you were capable
of looking after a child.

Ms. Bregenz.

I'm so terribly sorry that you're bitter

about only earning a fraction
of what the lawyers make,

despite having to work on the weekend
since you have no family.

But mercilessly exercising
the little authority you've been given

isn't going to make it
any easier to deal with your frustration.

Come on, Emmi.
Let's go and see if Doro is here.

Dad, does that old lady live here?

Yes, in a way she does.

Old Ms. Bregenz makes sure
everything is in order here.

- Hello, Doro.
- Hi.

Can my daughter join you
for 30 minutes while you color?

There was an ice cream parlor here
that was closed most of the time.

I'd rented it
through one of Dragan's subsidiaries.

It was simply to write-off tax.

You could only reach the staff rooms
by taking the elevator.

Only two access keys existed.

One for Dragan and one for me.

BASEMENT

Finally.

Where were you?

I was on my way to the lake with Emily.

Who's Emily?

My daughter.

Oh yeah. That's right.

I love kids.

Okay. What happened?

They're looking for me.

Why?

Because a drug mule got a bit bruised.

- But why are they looking for you?
- 'Cause I gave him the bruises.

And 'cause the bastard's dead now.

- Come again?
- Yes, dead.

Okay.

Okay. What happened exactly?

Toni said that someone was selling drugs
on our turf for half the price.

Okay. Why couldn't Toni handle this
himself as your narcotics officer?

He said Boris's guys were behind it.

He was tipped off

that the mule was delivering drugs
to Igor in a parking lot.

And that he was dealing them on our turf.

We happened to be close by.

And that was enough reason
to go there and kill him?

No, don't you get it?

I didn't beat the guy to death.
I beat Igor to death. Boris's Igor.

Dragan, when the boss of one cartel

kills the right-hand man
of another cartel boss, that's really bad.

Yes, I know!

Sascha and I just wanted to show him
where the turf borders are.

Then it got out of hand.

Boss.

No, not now.

Okay.

Are there witnesses?

That's a yes.

Yes. A damn tour bus
drove into the parking lot.

- With near-sighted retirees, right?
- No, with fucking 12-year-olds.

On a class trip or something.

- Okay. How many of them saw?
- I don't know.

How many of them fit in a bus?
50 or something.

And how many had cell phones
and filmed it all?

Probably all of them. I think they get
those things way too early, right?

So we're talking about 50 videos
showing you beating someone to death

in front of 50 schoolchildren, right?

Yes.

Are the videos already online?

Yes.

But they're shaky.

We can file an objection. Show him.

Help!

Is that Igor?

That one. That's me.

Yeah.

Why is he on fire?

We lit a bit of a fire under him.
I told you it got out of control.

What about the drug guy?

That's it. He didn't have any drugs.

He wanted to sell Igor
a crate of hand grenades.

But Igor's ass was already on fire.

Tell me, could it be that the tip-off
about the drugs was a hoax

that's landed us all in deep shit?

How was I supposed to know a fucking bus
would turn up with kids in it?

What kind of driver
takes kids to a parking lot at night

where people are doing business?

Who does that? You can't do that!

I love children.

Okay.

Okay.

He's coming in!

You didn't see a thing.

I'll kill you all!

Okay.

What do you expect me to do?

- You're the lawyer. You sort it out.
- Yes, exactly, a lawyer. Not a fixer.

And when shit gets this big,
even I reach my limits.

Do your lawyer stuff right now!

Or else you'll be eating shit!

Hello?

Stop panting.

Okay. Option one.

You turn yourself in.

But I won't get you out any time soon
with that evidence.

- Turn myself in?
- Option two. You don't turn yourself in.

But then your biggest problem is Boris,
not the police.

Our roles have been
clearly defined for years.

Me problems, you solution.

So, go!

Solution!

So go into hiding until the dust settles.

In 30 to 40 years.

That's what we'll do.

- I was joking.
- Why?

You can't even leave the building.
Undercover cops are everywhere!

I'll get in the trunk of your car.
You drive me out of the city.

No, Dragan. Please. I have my kid with me.

- I can't drive you across Europe.
- Not Europe. Just out of the city!

Your kid is a great cover. Emma.

Emily. The kid whose weekend
you're ruining is called Emily.

Fuck the girl.
This is my life we're talking about!

I'll go to the parking garage
and you get your kid.

Then you'll drive me to the lake house.

With your Emilia.

Her name is Emily, you motherfucker!

What?

Nobody calls me a motherfucker.

You're lucky I need you,
or else you'd be dead now.

And your daughter too. Do you understand?

Yes. Understood.

Good.

And that's when it happened.

Like a ray of heavenly sunshine
through the dark clouds of my soul,

I felt a profound sense of serenity.

I just had to stay in the moment,

just like Breitner
and mindfulness taught me.

When I'm driving a getaway car,
I'm driving a getaway car.

And when I'm at the lake, I'm at the lake.

It was that simple.

There was absolutely no point
in thinking beyond that.

I didn't know what would happen later on.

Daddy!

I was fully aware that I was violating
every part of my agreement with Katharina.

And worse, I was about to drive
with a psychopath in the trunk

to the vacation home where I'd planned
to relax with my daughter.

I thought about Emily.
I thought about my life.

If I wanted to save them both,
I had to do what Dragan wanted.

And if I did what Dragan wanted,

nothing would ever be the same again.

Subtitle translation by:
Kristopher Brame, Diana Renker