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Tell me, what shall we do?

-Do you know where he is?\N-No.

Last week, you wanted to shoot me.

-I could never do it.\N-Why did you lock me up?

Talk! And not such nonsense\Nabout our mother!

I didn't kill Susanne.

You have nothing\Nagainst a DNA test.

Weber is not the murderer\Nof Susanne Gruber.

I saw the two in the forest.\NSusanne was alive when Weber left.

What would you do if you were...

if you were the child of a rape?

And suddenly, the father shows up.

-I was with Cornelius.\N-Your therapist?

Do you want to pin a murder on me?

THE UNDERTAKER

TWO LIVES

Spanisch Brötli?

Come on. Last week, you liked them.

Do you want to talk about it?

It is not healthy to bottle up everything.

You give the words in mourning\Na whole new dimension.

I also failed a test once.

At the police academy.

-Tiger push-ups.\N-Erika told you.

I promised her\Nthat I won't tell anybody.

Accounting, right?

It makes no sense.\NI will never make it.

You have to look for a new assistant.

Do you know how long\Nwe have looked?

You are a natural undertaker.\NYou are missing only one thing,

a good cheat sheet\Nfor the next accounting exam.

And then you cooked?

Roast from Aargau with prunes,\Nhis favorite food.

Hello.

-And then you ate?\N-I always go after I finished cooking.

And Mr. Huber was alone in his house?

Madam, may I disturb you for a moment?

Are you by chance a fan\Nof molecular cuisine?

No.

So, you don't know the contents\Nof this container.

I haven't done anything.\NI am innocent.

The deceased probably choked.

Liquid nitrogen, -196 C°.

It displaces the oxygen at room\Ntemperature without you noticing it.

That's why you passed out, madam.

You were lucky\Nthat the tank was already empty

and the nitrogen vaporized\Nwhen you came into the cellar.

Otherwise...

Legs up.

Industrial accident.

Released.

Musophobia.\NAnnoying, but treatable.

What did you do with the mouse?

She keeps him company.\NOnly for the transport.

Will you talk to the relatives?

The deceased Mr. Huber\Nhad a company for refrigeration.

-That's why he had the tank in his cellar.\N-Okay.

The vintner has a wine cellar, the\Nrefrigeration engineer a nitrogen cellar.

And the undertaker a morgue\Nin the cellar. Any questions?

-Where is Dörig?\N-Do you miss him?

We arrested Cornelius Marker.

We have a search warrant for his flat.\NMario is innocent.

Are you sure?

You like me more\Nwith a murderer as a brother, right?

No. I...

Oops!

Oops!

Oops!

Oops!

Off to the laboratory. But fast.

It is very pleasant here.

-We always have a little breeze.\N-Leonard Kransky.

-Giovanoli, provincial police.\N-It's a pleasure.

Your air conditioning\Nis probably incorrectly set.

There is no cold,\Nonly the absence of heat.

Sounds kind of philosophical.

Thermodynamics.

It's my passion.\NAlmost an obsession.

This has nothing to do with the company.\NNot yet.

Are you interested in forms of burial?

Not necessarily.\NI want to be incinerated.

Some like it hot, some not.

Promession is exactly the opposite\Nof cremation.

Everything is very cool, literally.

I am here because\Nof your business partner, Mr. Huber.

When did you last see him?

We talked long on the phone\Nroughly a week ago.

-Was he on holiday?\N-He is not often at the company.

I am responsible for running\Nthe business. What is it about?

Mr. Huber is dead.

It looks like an accident. Do you know\Nanything about the tank in the cellar?

Didn't you look into it?

Wait. This is like a thermos bottle.

It is probably still about -100 C°.

Milena Ferrer.

She was Paul's mistress.

Frozen.

Cryonized.

The blood of the dead was\Nreplaced with antifreeze fluid.

After that, she was cooled down\Nto -196 C° and stored in liquid nitrogen.

Extreme.

-So, did he kill his mistress?\N-No. She had cancer.

He wanted to defrost her\Nwhen a cure is found.

Stupid.

The cell damage due to\Nthe cooling down is irreparable.

And it is not\Na recognized form of burial.

I assure you\Nthat it was Paul's private decision.

It had nothing to do with the company.\NI only found out about it by chance.

He ordered the nitrogen through\Nthe company. I acted right away.

I told him to fly Milena\Nto the United States.

There are cryonics institutes, but no,\Nhe wanted to keep her with him.

She was his great love.

How can something like this happen\Nto a specialist like Mr. Huber?

He knows how to use nitrogen.

You should... inform her husband.

She was married?

Rafael Ferrer.\NHe didn't want to get divorce.

He stalked her... until she\Nwas lying in her death bed. Sad.

And Ferrer doesn't know that his wife\Nwas lying in this tank all along?

Where were you yesterday evening?

-At home.\N-Alone?

My girlfriend came home\Nat around 11:00 p.m.

Hello, Mrs. Bürgisser.\NI have a small package for you.

Come on in.

Yes. My wife also has one.

-And is she satisfied?\N-Very.

It totally changed her life.

Not only hers.\NI can take it with me again.

Forget it. I will keep it.

I warned you.

Very tough for Ferrer.

First, his wife runs away,\Nthen she dies

and now she appears again\Nin a nitrogen tank.

Very romantic of this Mr. Huber.

-It's love from beyond the grave.\N-Do you really believe in this?

Why not? You have more chances\Nto come back as a frozen body

than if you are roasted.

You can be frozen.\NI prefer to be a pile of ashes.

You only live and die once.

Imagine all those defrosted people.\NYou'd need a second planet.

Yes. Luckily, there are people like you\Nand we will have more space.

Okay. You can have your own planet.

And my funeral home as well.

But only if you pass the exam.

Deal.

Your father...

He is not dead.

He is still alive.

It... It is...

Fritz Lindt.

We all have a secret... or two.

-You as well, Mr. Dörig.\N-Yes.

-But this is not about me.\N-It's also not about me.

And not about Mario.\NYou are totally off track.

I believe you\Nbut that's not enough.

I have to convince the others as well.

Okay, Mr. Dörig.\NWhat do you want from me?

That I clear Mario of the charges?\NSo his little sister can sleep better?

The best for you would be\Nif you charged me with it.

I just want to understand what happened.\NIt is that easy.

-That easy?\N-Yes.

That's why I need your help.

Okay.

The family Giovanoli.

They have a secret.

Like most families.

But if somebody comes to me,\Nto Aarburg,

mostly, the secret is a bit bigger.\NYou can see it in their faces.

And at some point, it comes out.

With some, it takes a few hours,\Nwith others a few years.

Yes... and?

What is the secret?\NThe secret of the Giovanoli's?

I don't know.

Mario never told me.

Maybe he doesn't know the secret.

Probably, that's why he had\Nsuch a tight bond with his mother.

At least it was\Nstronger than with his sister.

You should interrogate Madam\NCommissioner, instead of me, Mr. Dörig.

Sorry. A lot of traffic.

-Like this?\N-Yes.

-Just in time.\N-Yes.

Today, they pull\Nthe goods out of my hands.

You thought of the pike. Very good.

He fought back really hard.

For so long, we talked\Nabout the secrets of others.

Let's talk about yours.

We searched your flat.

Did you ever fall in love\Nwith any of your patients?

My professional relationship with\Nyoung people was always correct.

To fall in love is not forbidden.

What are you implying?

You knew Mario's mistresses, right?

-Which mistress?\N-Madeleine Meienberger,

Susanne Gruber...\NYou told me yourself.

-I have it in writing.\N-They were not mistresses.

-Are you sure?\N-Mario only loved one woman.

-His mother.\N-Okay. We all do, don't we?

And there is still room\Nfor other women.

Or men.

One moment, please.

-A real family business.\N-That would be great.

Silvio is nice. What would you like?

The pike is really fresh.

Yes, please.

Like this?

I've seen you before, right?

Sorry.

You seem familiar to me.

Are you sure?

Okay. Thanks.

You won't believe it.

The frozen dead\Nwas officially flown to the USA.

And do you know, by whom? By Plattner.

It is not enough for this bastard

that he imported diamonds\Nin the joints of dead ones for Lauener.

I am not surprised\Nby anything anymore.

You have to try this.

Where do you want to go?

I kick-start my happiness hormones

and strengthen my muscles.\NIt is extremely gentle on the joints.

And it loosens blockages\Nand it is good for my figure.

It would also be good for you.

-I am worried about you, Erika.\N-Do you wanna try it?

You call it treading water.

But this is not...

At Cornelius Marker's home?

-What does he say?\N-Nothing yet.

You...

We were high, but...\Nyou said something about your father.

Sorry, it is probably totally crazy.

But Marker said something\Nabout a family secret.

We don't have the same father.

That's all.

-Is there something else?\N-Right.

The rape. You said that.

What has it to do with our murders?

Sorry. Probably nothing.\NMarker is a manipulative bastard.

He knows a lot about Mario and wants\Nto divert suspicion from himself.

Was it him?

I think so.

He likes sadomasochism.\NThe full program.

That's why Mario looked like that\Nwhen he showed up at your house.

-Did you know he is gay?\N-Mario?

Like I said, Marker is very sneaky.

Can you give me another few hours?

Cancer.

And six liters of antifreeze mixture.

No AGT?

This gentleman died, as presumed,\Nfrom his own nitrogen.

Sorry. First of all,\Na nitrogen tank is no coffin.

And secondly,\Nthis is disturbance of the dead.

This is still a criminal offence.

Exactly. And it is damage of property.

A body is in legal terms property.

Dear Mr. Assistant hit\Nthe coffin nail right on the head.

But there is another problem,\Nthe gloves.

The tank valve was opened,\Nbut there were no fingerprints.

Since our corpse\Nwasn't wearing gloves

and a refrigeration engineer\Nwould have definitely worn some,

it wasn't an accident,\Nat least not a self-inflicted one.

So somebody else opened the valve.

And the cryonist fell into the trap.

He wasn't able to smell it.

Liquid nitrogen is totally odorless.

Which this innocent victim\Nwould definitely confirm.

Really mean.

What are you doing here?

Look at the floor.\NEverything is smeared.

You should have taken off your shoes.

This is a crime scene, Mrs. Hoppler.\NYou are not allowed in here.

But he liked it to be clean.

Come on.

Please show me your keys.

Who else has one?

-Nobody, I think.\N-Not even Mr. Kransky?

He had nobody apart from me.

You probably know\Nwhat was in the tank downstairs.

Hot water?

Liquid nitrogen...\Namong other things.

You probably knew Mrs. Ferrer.

Who is that?

Milena Ferrer,\NMr. Huber's mistress.

Milena?

Sure.

This is a very sad story.

Mrs. Ferrer was in the tank.

In the hot water?

This is Mr. Ferrer.

He wants to see\Nhis deceased wife again.

We are not ready yet.

Mr. Ferrer...

Milena... Preciosa...

Your wife is still in the car.

Could we unload it first, please?

Preciosa,\Nsiempre serás la mujer de mi vida.

Thanks.

She was still alive in my heart.

But in my head,\Nshe was already earth.

This is a present.

A terrible present.

Hijo de puta!

Has he already been here?

-Who?\N-Huber.

He is not allowed to see her again.\NHe is not allowed to touch her.

You don't have to worry about that.\NMr. Huber is dead.

Everybody who was in the military\Nhas one like that.

Yes, but this one was lying\Nin your dresser.

Susanne Gruber\Nand Madeleine Meienberger

were whipped and strangled with it.

Then it's not mine.

And these toys here? Also not yours?

But you like it a bit harder, don't you?

You came down pretty hard\Non Mario Giovanoli.

This is terrible.

Exactly like on one of your photos.

There is a difference\Nbetween fantasy and reality.

This sadomasochism session\Nwas definitely not mutually.

-Mario told me that.\N-That is a damn lie!

I have never beaten Mario.

But you had the potential for doing it.

I am divorced, for five years.

My wife fell in love with somebody else.

That is a terrible feeling.

I would have loved to kill her,\Nboth of them.

But him first.

Maybe she would have changed\Nher mind again.

I haven't killed anybody.

-I have an alibi.\N-What... No.

You said you were home alone.

I met with somebody, discretely.

He has a wife and children.

Alex Wieser.

The Grand Council?

Good that your husband is out again.

Only on bail.

-And you just leave Stipe in there?\N-One after the other.

-Thanks.\N-You're welcome.

-Cheers.\N-Cheers.

Did you sleep well last night?

I didn't.

I am worried. Not about me.\NAbout my family and all of you.

I know how wild a predator can get.

Such an animal has to be killed\Nor locked away. But no!

Our officials prefer\Nto lock up innocent people

and turn the beast loose.

It lurks again in the forest.

It's only a question of time,\Nuntil it strikes again.

We mustn't put up with this.

This is our Morgenthal,\Nthis is our forest.

We have to take it back!

One beer. How did you like it?

With the innocents,\NI meant your Stipe as well.

I know that it is not easy for you,\Nto be all alone.

We can talk about the rent.

Since... Stipe is in jail,

the little bird\Nis all alone in its nest, right?

-Oops.\N-Damn it!

Willy! It's me, Ruedi.

Willy?

Willy, go! They are serious.\NGo before it is too late!

Good that you are here.

Ferrer was here, really confused.

There is something going on.

I comforted Mrs. Hoppler.\NShe's also not telling us everything.

She'll come to you tomorrow.\NCouldn't you...

You can go on the treadmill now.

Imagine all the dead that ever existed\Nwere deep-frozen

and you could wake up one of them.\NWhich one would you choose?

These cryonists put a bug in your ear.

Eve.

-Which Eve?\N-The one from the paradise.

I finally want to know\Nwhat went wrong there.

And you?

My mother. I also finally want\Nto know what went wrong there.

Or my father. How could\Nthe bastard just live on like this?

-And why didn't she report him?\N-Maybe she was ashamed.

What would you ask your begetter?

Did you know that I exist?

And if he says yes?

There is no cold,\Nonly the absence of heat.

-Do you want some fish?\N-Yes.

Did you know her well?

I only said hello and goodbye,\Nbut I dusted the tank every week.

But she wasn't alive anymore, right?

How long did you work for him?

A long time. Probably ten years.\NA typical bachelor.

Until Milena showed up.\NHe really flourished.

And then desperation when she died.

And his company?

At the beginning,\NMr. Kransky visited him every day.

But at some point,\Nthey had a huge fight.

Since then,\Nthey haven't talked anymore.

Because of the tank?

Possibly.

But I really didn't know anything.

I only learnt about the cancer\Nwhen she was dead.

And I only learnt yesterday\Nabout her husband.

Now it is time for a coffee,\Nisn't it, Mrs. Hoppler?

Oh. Another time. I have a customer.

You cannot drill her like that\Nwith questions.

She is not telling me everything\Nand she has a key to Huber's house.

And I have a key to your house.

Yes, but we don't have\Na nitrogen tank in the cellar.

Interesting, interesting.

That's enough now.

-Hello, Mr. Kransky.\N-Hello, Mr. Conrad.

-This is Mrs. Bürgisser.\N-My pleasure.

She was about to make coffee.\NDo you want some?

-Thanks. With pleasure.\N-Come on.

Tragically.

Such a creative brain.

It's very fascinating\Nwhat Mr. Huber had planned.

I know.\NYou didn't always agree with him.

Small differences of opinion\Nbetween business partners are normal.

Sure. As an undertaker\NI have my own opinion about cryonics.

There are some interesting questions.

-Milk? Sugar?\N-Both, please.

And there are some obvious synergies\Nwith your business.

There are more obvious ones.

-Are there?\N-Yes.

Pork chop. With bone.

I tried it with half a pig.\NWorks perfectly.

Does it also work with humans?

Now only all water has to go out.\NHow much do you weight?

50? What do you think\Nyou weigh after being freeze-dried?

-Only 30%.\N-Correct.

Body class, my favorite subject.

Now all spare parts, artificial joints,

heart pacemaker and fillings have to go.\NIt would be perfectly ecological humus.

-Great.\N-But a bit time-consuming.

It is much more energy efficient\Nthan a crematorium.

In Sweden, they are building a machine\Nthat does everything in one process.

You could use it for cryonization.

You store some in the tank\Nand some goes into the compost.

Some think only of themselves,

others render a service as fertilizer\Nfor the community.

You boiled that down to its essence\Nvery nicely.

I am looking for specialists\Nfor my nonpartisan committee

for promotion of the new way of burial.

An undertaker would be perfect.\NWe still need a change of law.

-And then we can start.\N-Yes. I will think about it.

So cryonics will be legal soon?

Get lost.

Wildboar has been here longer\Nthan you. Longer than all of you!

Great. A biased commissioner\Nis investigating.

You will investigate.\NI will be waiting outside. I promise.

You can also wait here.

And if it is a trap? Marker is just\Nwaiting for us to make a mistake.

He'll wait a long time.\NHe'll get 20 years. Drive.

-Police protection. Always good.\N-What are you doing here?

We asked political representatives\Nabout freeze-burials.

Kransky has already really\Nbuckled down, with success.

And Huber as well,\Nbut in another matter.

Cryonics?

One talks of pulverization,\Nthe other of resurrection.

That's why they argued.

And that's why Kransky emptied the tank\Nand discredited him entirely.

And without Milena, cryonics\Nwasn't much fun for him anymore.

Huber just came home too early,\Nshit happens.

Hoppler opened the door for Kransky.\NThat's why she has a bad conscience.

So I am not needed here anymore.\NI'll be back in a moment.

You? Could you do me a favor?

Yes.

I know Mr. Marker from my work\Nin the judicial commission.

-About young offenders' imprisonment.\N-Exactly.

Where were you the evening\Nof July the 25th?

At a meeting in Zofingia.

-Was Mr. Marker there as well?\N-No.

-Did you see him later that evening?\N-No.

-What is this about?\N-Sorry. Ongoing investigations.

Then I can go to my next meeting, right?

-Yes, sure. Thank you.\N-Bye.

You can come out, you big kid.

What did she pay you?

Sorry. I couldn't decline that offer.

You... Wieser.

This is really hard,\Nleaving his darling out in the rain.

Marker is playing psychological games.\NHe wants to make everybody uncertain.

If I were him,\NI would try that as well.

Why do you believe the Grand Council\Nmore that Marker?

Because the Grand Council\Nhas, unlike Marker, an alibi.

Among other things.

Come on out! Enough!

Everybody out!

One, two, three!

We were together.

In the Paradise Motel in Brugg.

Can anybody confirm that?

We were always very discreet.

I didn't kill this woman.

What is the murder weapon\Ndoing in your drawer?

Mario has the same belt.

I find it very interesting\Nthat you come with this only now.

I... I just didn't want...

-He's mucking us around.\N-Wait.

-Do you know it?\N-I had one of those once.

-A little bit more precise?\N-25 years ago.

Cornelius gave it to me as a present\Nwhen I was released from Aarburg.

-I always liked it.\N-Cornelius has the same one?

He still wears it today sometimes.

And yours?

I gave it to a second-hand shop\Nages ago.

It reminded me too much of Aarburg.\NWhy? Does it matter?

It's the murder weapon.

We found the belt in Cornelius' home.

He claims it is yours.

Was Cornelius jealous\Nof your girlfriends?

Nothing will happen to you.\NCornelius is in jail.

He beat you and whipped you.

Cornelius was your therapist.

He is very close to you even today.

Almost like a father.

And you want to please him at all costs.\NHe takes advantage of it.

What did he say\Nabout your girlfriends?

He became mad and aggressive.

He called them stinking cunts.

Once in the hospital,\Nhe was almost at Madeleine's throat.

But I would have never thought...\NCornelius is no murderer.

Pretty extreme that he strangles her\Nright away and whips her before.

He punished her.\NThey wanted to seduce his Mario.

He kills every woman\Nwho gets too close to Mario?

I heard what Mario said.

Dörig asked him suggestively\Nin my opinion.

Do you want Mario to be the murderer?

Excuse me,\Nbut who locked you in the cellar?

Mario wanted to protect me.

-Nonsense.\N-Cornelius used him.

He is a slave to him.

Mario denies your statements.

I want to get back to my cell.

Damn it. You are great. Really.

Yes, but I have no confession yet.

You solved the case. You, Reto Dörig.

What? Tell me.

What? What's with the desecrator\Nof corpses and nitrogen killer?

This is a suggestive question,\Nin my opinion.

Do you have a cigarette for me?

Was it good?

The pike?

You were at my stand in Aarau recently.

Just like in every normal household,\Ndusting, vacuuming, mopping the floors.

And the room with the dead?

You can leave out the embalming.\NThe two gentlemen do it themselves.

Could you give me\Nsome references, please?

Good that you are here.

Mrs. Hoppler is applying\Nfor the job as a cleaning lady.

Cleaning lady?

-Yes, sure. Good.\N-Sit down.

Where were we? Right, the references.

Mr. Katz, Mr. Nbolo, Mr. Ferrer...

Mr. Ferrer?\NIsn't he the widower of Milena?

You didn't know, right?

-Mr. Ferrer.\N-Hello, Mr. Conrad.

Mrs. Bürgisser called.

-I have to sign something?\N-Yes...

Right. Please.

I am sorry.

Gross. You only hired me\Nto steal Huber's key from me.

Perdón.\NI couldn't help myself.

-I had to redeem her.\N-Redeem her?

Your wife lay voluntarily in the tank.

But Mr. Huber\Ndidn't suffocate voluntarily, right?

El que abrojo siembra espinas recoje.

He who sows thistles\Nwill harvest thorns.

How did you know\Nthat your wife was lying in the tank?

Officially, she had been\Nflown to the USA.

Milena tells me everything.

I'll call the police.

You missed something.

Erika solved her first case.

I just wanted to prevent\NLuc from putting Mrs. Hoppler in jail.

How was it in school?

Corpse recovery, place and move\Nsomeone in a coffin, transport.

I already taught you all of that.

That's why I didn't go.

What did you do the whole time?

Further training in freeze-burial.

Thank you.

You visited Kransky.

There are about\Nsix grams of mouse in it.

I have to go.

What about the other case?

Good. Thanks.

Great even. We don't have\Na confession yet, but the case is clear.

So your brother has been cleared?

Kidnapping is still a criminal offence,\Nbut Mario is cooperating.

He has agreed to a therapy.

Thank God.

Okay, Fabio, can you help me?\NThis has to be brought to Erika's home.

Enough freeze-drying for today.

-Say it.\N-What?

What's going on.

Something with Anna-Maria.

I can hear the cogs turning\Nin your head. They crunch.

Oh, my God.\NYou are good at sneaking up.

-It's easy when there's so much noise.\N-It's loud, right?

I think I need a social lubricant.\NDo you want one as well?

Sure.

It was only a matter of time...\Nlike everything in life.

Yes, but... the forest is your home.

-How long have you lived there?\N-44 years.

But if I may ask, how did it come to it?\NDid you always wanted to be a hermit?

You don't have to answer.\NI'll take the wine from her.

I haven't talked so much in\Nthe last 40 years as I have tonight.

-I'm getting another bottle.\N-No.

I was already dead at 24. Cancer,\Nlike my father two years earlier.

The doctors gave me a year at the most.

So, I sold the garage\Nand started my last journey.

-The garage of Giovanoli?\N-Yes.

And then I went to America.

In Connecticut,\NI ended up at Walden Pond.

A famous philosopher lived there once\Nin a log cabin

and wrote a famous book,\Naway from mass society.

Self-supporting, already 1854.\NI liked it.

Later, I came back to Morgenthal

and built my cabin\Nin the forest of Martha Giovanoli.

I wanted to die there.

But I haven't managed to do so.

And... the cancer is gone?

Apparently. It seems\NI just couldn't bear humans anymore.

But there are always exceptions.

To life.

Okay. And now on to business.

You will make sure that my ashes\Nare scattered in the forest.

But I am not so sure anymore\Nin which forest.

Could we extend the offer territorially?

How far does this fur get me?

Northern hemisphere.

And I will cover the rest,\Nfree of charge.

Thank you very much.

Conrad.

Okay. I am coming.

Excuse me, I have to go.

You can sleep here.

Cerebral hypoxia.

Death by strangulation.

-At the window bars, with the shirt.\N-After all, a confession.

Please do your duty.