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Another happy day.

This again already.

Yes?

We will... Yes, we are going to bring it up.

She's here.

Beatrice, what are you going to do about Heinz?

My dears, I brought us this far.

Without outbreaks, without infections.

Perfect balance. And it will stay that way.

So let's not get carried away.

Agreed?

Yes, but they should've stayed on the island.

Oh man, the boy is completely isolated.

Absolutely no reason to worry.

Do you believe that?

The vaccine from the mainland is real.

We have to find out if there is any more.

- Let me out. I'll go back there. - That's not what I meant.

- But I did. - No, no.

We'll... contact the mainland

and then we have to find this boy somehow.

But it's too late for that.

I have to go back to the mainland myself.

- The other kids know about the ship. - That won't happen.

Marek,

you don't always have the last word.

As soon as I'm out, I'll be on the next best boat.

Without this ship, we won't find a vaccine.

And if anyone can find this ship, it's me.

Are you crazy? You want to go there voluntarily?

Marek? Do him a favor.

Shoot him now.

Heinz, drink all the water. Yes? I'll be right there.

There's a lot you can do here to help me.

A whole lot.

- But first you have to rest. - I'll be fine, Dad.

With the new flu vaccine, you can produce serum again.

For Heinz.

- We have to keep going. - Yes.

If we want to save Heinz, we need medicine now.

How did they find out, damn it?

We are a very small island.

I know it's hard to keep secrets, but shit.

People are going crazy because of this infected militia kid, Marek.

They're here because they don't want to get infected.

And they don't want their children to get infected.

Or their children to infect them.

There's absolutely no risk that Heinz infects someone on the island.

That's not what it's about.

For them, this is bad news. But they need good news.

Hope, happy days, soon. That's what they need.

Otherwise we'll have a huge problem here soon, both me and you.

How about... Linus?

How long does he have left?

I mean, when will he be through with the quarantine?

In six days.

Yes.

- Linus is doing well. - More than I can say about my son.

We have to go back to the mainland, Beatrice.

What? Why?

Linus found fresh vaccine there.

And with it, I can work properly again.

- There's more on the mainland. - Are you crazy?

Who'll to go there? Not your spoiled little prince.

- He just causes problems. - He wanted to help, and he did.

Oh, did he?

I'm curious.

In the meantime, you should work with what you have.

No more trips to the mainland. No more senseless child sacrifices.

So. And now something has to happen. I just don't know what.

I have to come up with something to distract people from this crap.

A paralyzed person walking again or something like that.

Oh, and one more thing. Take care of Heinz.

Give him one of your fake remedies.

It's what you're best at. And not a word about his illness.

No matter how it goes.

I know, I'm a hard-hearted woman. But you know what?

We both had a good breakfast this morning.

So I'm doing something right.

Why are you coughing? You're coughing.

Stop coughing!

I'm not doing it on purpose.

I must have caught a cold. Give me the water.

Did you meet with someone who went over?

- I told you to stay away from them. - I did. It's a cold.

I told you.

It's a light cough. Now calm down, okay?

Doctor?

If you don't mind.

The young man. Heinz was his name, wasn't it?

His name is Heinz.

No.

I would do anything in my power to keep this young man healthy.

I would never wish him ill.

But you want to know if he's dead.

I just wanted to know if there would be an opening.

I really don't wish him any ill. Really.

- I wish him all the best. - Yes.

So do I.

- How is poor Heinz? - Good.

We have nothing to fear. He's safe.

- Would you like some honey? - No, thank you. The tea is wonderful.

But maybe Tom would like some.

Or Ewelike?

Tom doesn't drink tea. Besides, he's still in school.

In detention.

And Ewelike?

Ewelike does loves tea. But I think he's still at work.

Exemplary.

Ewelike is a real workaholic. He's so hardworking.

He works all these night shifts and such.

Night shifts? What night shifts?

What I'm asking of you now is not an easy task.

To keep an eye on an esteemed cohabitant.

I know you two are very honest people.

And you don't want to be, how should I put it, snitches.

But Ewelike's radio is an illegal radio.

I mean, maybe it's just a harmless hobby.

But how can we know?

Beatrice, we didn't know.

We'd never do anything to put the island's safety in jeopardy.

I know that. And that's exactly what you can prove now.

Oh, and one more thing.

Do you have some monk fruit?

Then this wonderful tea

would be perfect.

I'm going to try something.

It's going to feel like a sore muscle or a slight headache.

For a few hours.

It's a new antidote.

It could work, right?

I mean, there's a chance.

We're doing what we can.

Then I'll lay down again.

Rest a bit.

Clever. You're giving me something valuable.

Come here. Stop! Not so close.

Very clever.

Now run off, you pretty thing. You're starting to annoy me.

'Marble, stone and iron break

'But our love doesn't

'Everything, everything goes away

'But we are true to each other'

My father loved that song.

And the woman from downstairs when I was little...

POX TESTING

Uh-huh.

She had this big old Benz with these really big speakers.

We used to drive around and he'd turn them all the way up.

'Marble, stone and iron break

'But our...'

Just stay away from me.

What do you have for me?

You're a funny guy.

I knew it.

You're a joker.

Bitch.

Seem's you're not from around here.

Don't get on my nerves. Don't get too close.

And stay eight feet away

from people who don't belong to your household.

- Come on. Rules exist to be broken. - It hurts! I'm serious.

Many have lost their pretty green eyes for less.

I don't have a rash.

Look.

I'm not infected with the virus.

And now you.

Come on, so I get to see something too.

You're a strange customer.

What can I say? I'm into older vintages that...

have aged well.

Wilma.

- You're something special, huh? - I'm magical. A magical man.

- Magical, so magical. - You can believe it.

- Sexy, but not too perfect. - Just my type.

'There's someone who'll stand by you'

Yes.

You're fun.

'Marble, stone and iron break...'

Hey, Wilma. We're the magical twins.

You act tough, but I know you feel it too.

I'm magical. You're magical.

So, I'm new in town.

- Can you show me around? - You're really a magical man.

Let's dance.

Forget the world for a moment.

'Marble, stone and iron break

'But out love doesn't...'

Wilma, your water bottle. Can I have a sip?

Drink your own piss, you prick. Nobody drinks from my bottle. Nobody.

'But we are true to each other...'

- Don't look so insulted. - You hit me.

- In the face. - Don't cry.

Man, just look at you.

Your clothes.

I know exactly what you need. Come with me.

Come on, come on.

What do you want?

Your help.

With my research.

I see. Is Beatrice pressuring you?

On the contrary, she doesn't give a damn.

And you kept me out of it until now because...

Because I'm not keen on being...

spied on by you.

No.

You kept me out of it so you'd be indispensable, with no competition.

To slow me down, to keep me small and to kick me out...

so Linus becomes your successor.

Am I right?

And PS: I'm not a spy for Beatrice.

I just want everyone to play by the rules.

Otherwise everything will collapse. But I'm not a snitch.

Otherwise nobody would want anything to do with me.

Heinz needs our help. Right now.

We have to start a new series of trials.

But the workload is enormous and the timeline... is tight.

I can't do it alone, but the two of us have a chance.

What?

I want you to beg me.

Please.

My dears.

- I wrapped this myself. - Oh, Jessica. That's beautiful.

Honey, you don't even know what's inside.

I can't wait.

I won't tell anyone if you don't wait.

Ah, Grady, you fool.

You're always find these sweet, air headed girls,

and they always leave you again.

You can't, Aunt Jess.

Your mother gave it to you when you got married.

You know, I thought something with some history would make more sense.

It brought us luck, in any case, Frank and me.

- We thank you. - Thank you.

- Hey, what's going on? - You wanted to talk?

- Yes, but now... - Beatrice, listen.

I just want to say...

I understand your pain.

Okay.

I know what it means to lose someone.

I'm... I'm sorry for what I did.

- So if you hate me now and... - Oh, no, no, no, no.

Calm down.

Really, no. It's...

Lisa, you hit a nerve with people on this island.

I just wanted to stop the pattern of sexual...

No, no, not that.

I mean, yes, that was very moving, but...

I'm talking about something else.

You're talented, Lisa.

People feel connected to you.

You have the courage to speak truth to those in power.

People love that.

They trust you. That's very rare.

- Really? - You stood up to Hendrik.

That's more than I could ever do.

You stood up against injustice,

so I had to commit myself.

I need someone like you on my side.

Someone who has the courage to tell me the truth.

Who tells me what people really think.

Nobody tells me that. People are way too scared.

I can be honest with you on my side.

You have the potential to make me a better regent.

I'll make you my right-hand.

You and your husband won't want for anything.

Be my eye and my ear.

I...

How am I supposed to do that?

You'll figure it out.

It'll come naturally.

Making an exception is proof of the strength of our island community.

Only those who can show weakness are really strong.

Courageous?

No, I mean...

I don't think I'm courageous.

I just did what any woman would do in my situation.

I told the truth.

You won't believe what happened today.

Oh God.

Lola wants to do an hour on how we met,

and she wants to hire kids to play our younger selves.

I mean, how crazy is that?

I don't know if it's totally ridiculous or not.

Listen to me carefully.

Beatrice...

made me a kind of vice president.

Or something like that. I don't know. Anyway...

I'm going to be one of the most important people on this island.

So pull yourself together and clean it up.

All this dirty shit is over now.

And you know what?

I'll get you a job. A real job.

Not all this old repair stuff.

The others can do that themselves.

From now on, you're going to do something essential.

We're going to make it big.

You'll see, honey.

I love you so much.

I could eat your face.

And now get out of bed.

Or I'll beat the shit out of you.

- What's that? - Delivery from the mainland. Please.

Shit.

Have you shown that to your son?

No. You'd only show that to your assistants.

Part-timers like me. But you'd never show your admirers.

- "Dad. You're such a great guy." - That's enough.

Come on out.

I usually use a flu vaccine

to make our own vaccines.

Potential...

vaccines. And I try to modify the protein chain every time.

And you inject that into these healthy people?

First a shot with the vaccine,

and then a little later the virus.

You have the living virus on the island?

Well...

A virus doesn't live as such.

But yes, and if they get sick, they get one of our antidotes.

And why do they agree to this?

Because they can feel good for four weeks.

They feel safe, they eat well.

And of course, there's always the chance they'll be lucky

and the vaccine will work and they can stay here.

So they're all voluntarily here?

They're here.

- I don't know any more. - I understand.

And we gave them the flu vaccine first, right?

No, this time we injected them with the virus

because it's too late to vaccinate Heinz.

We have to find an antidote. The more we try, the better.

I'll take care of these protocols. You take care of these.

Everything you're doing here...

You're infecting other people with your guilt and sins.

And you're making us all accomplices.

Beatrice and you...

You're the same.

I really expected a lot from you, but this?

This is really sick shit.

So...

You're going to teach me everything.

And if you hide the smallest little thing from me, no matter what...

I'll crush you.

- Yeah, sure. I told you... - Your volunteers are waiting.

I'm going to show you my routine.

There are reasons I don't get sick.

GO AWAY

I scrub the floor with rubbing alcohol.

I have a huge stockpile.

Experts say rubbing alcohol is ten times stronger

than any other floor cleaning product.

Just don't get it on your clothes.

Like poor Suze.

I scrub myself with antifreeze every night before I go to bed.

It kills the virus molecules twice over.

I already had my alcohol shower today.

Not negotiable.

You have cigarettes?

Never more than one a day.

Yummy. Lung rolls.

So, Wilma...

You're in charge here?

I'm like this with the Earl.

The Earl?

Who's that supposed to be?

Not now.

- Oh, come on. - Not now!

Someone has to take responsibility for this.

I hate this fucking cellar.

You should have saved him.

Hands off! Assface.

This is for the Earl.

- Oh, "the Earl." - You can spare your quotation marks.

Show some respect. He's the absolute boss here.

And my buddy.

- Can I meet him? - No.

- Assfaces like you can't meet him. - I have to talk to him.

What do you have to say that could interest him?

- I can only tell him directly. - That's not how it works, my friend.

This isn't a request show.

If you have something to say to him, tell me first.

And then it's up to me to tell him or not.

- No one talks to the Earl except me. - You're bluffing.

- I bet you don't know him. - Of course I do.

- You're lying. - I'm not lying.

I've been in the fortress at the dry dock twice.

Shut your mouth.

Little ass face.

And don't get big ideas.

It's not good for your cute little head.

Calm down. Make yourself comfortable.

Wilma will be right back. And then I'll fuck you into a coma.

Come here.

Come here.

Amazing.

What's all this?

Just stuff.

Stuff?

All right.

Just out of curiosity.

No, no, no!

My dear friends.

We lost a man.

Everyone who knew him liked him.

Heinz Vogel.

He was a good man.

Honorable. Generous.

And he was a very young man.

He had his whole life ahead of him.

A soldier who served all of us on this island.

Noble.

Brave.

Now he's gone from us.

Let's observe a moment of silence for him.

Thank you.

But Heinz shouldn't have had to die.

His death could have been prevented.

I don't have to explain to you the rules of the sea and the military

to which our militia is bound,

because it is clear who is to blame for his death.

Mia Zimmermann, the commander of our troops.

She led the operation on the mainland

and she failed entirely.

That one of our best soldiers was infected with the virus

and had to suffer a painful death

is the result of her lack of judgment

and her irresponsibility.

I therefore recommend, I therefore recommend...

- to impose the highest punishment. - The highest punishment?

But Beatrice, let's be honest.

Who sends us to the mainland,

to the front as cannon fodder

to risk our lives and do the dirty work for you?

So that you can wallow in comfort and nostalgia here?

Introduce Memorial Day for Heinz?

Play a song for him on the church organ?

Great.

But don't forget one thing.

You are the ones who send your own children to death.

- Children? - You're hypocrites.

In my day, we weren't children at that age.

We were grown men.

Mia, so you won't take responsibility for the fact that one of your people

went on the mainland without authorization.

And that Heinz Vogel was infected with the virus?

Your negligence risked an outbreak of the virus

and thus put the entire island in mortal danger.

You, as leader of the militia, are responsible for this,

no one else.

You don't want to take this responsibility,

then you don't belong in that position.

We should postpone the meeting until we have calmed down a bit.

And can talk to each other reasonably.

No, no, let's vote now.

It's about our security, we can't put it off.

Mia Zimmermann will be removed

as a leader in the militia.

She will be downgraded by 100 points.

Who is in favor?

Against?

Let's go.

Everyone out!

Do something! Do something.

Get them under control. This isn't a kindergarten.

By vote and decree of the people, Mia Zimmermann is hereby degraded.

Keep a better eye on your daughter in the future.

No more kid gloves, understood?

I wouldn't allow that either. Rules are rules.

- Take that back with Mia... - I won't think about it.

Then we'll have war here.

Okay, then it's war.

So, parents... who don't have their children under control

will now bear the consequences.

All parents will be held responsible for the actions of their children.

We have to bring the kids in line.

We have to nip the chaos in the bud

before it spreads like the virus.

Damn it!

Who is against?

In favor?

I accept the plenum's decision.

Democracy.

Polarizing. Even chaotic.

And yet the basis of our freedom.

We are an inclusive society. We are tolerant.

Our principle has always been to live and let live.

But our patience has limits and they have been exceeded.

We are forced to bear the consequences.

For the good of all.

From now on, parents will be held responsible

for the actions of their children.

We have been living in security for years.

And some of us have become complacent.

For each other.

With each other. And in accord with each other.

There must be peace and order again.

- Ah, Laura. - You have to slow down.

- The people won't play along. - The people are afraid.

And if they're afraid, they'll be angry.

They'd better watch their brats.

I see.

Just like you watched Hendrik.

Laura, another time, okay?

I can't right now. You know, we're in the middle of a huge crisis.

And if you knew what I was dealing with here,

Your hair would stand on end.

Could be, but still...

Where were we?

Federico.

You are an import technician from Uruguay, right?

- Montevideo. - Oh, that sounds dreamy.

Tell me, Federico.

What are your dreams, your hopes? What is your five-year plan?

I don't have a five-year plan.

I have a five-minute plan.

- Oh, really? - Am I stuttering?

I'm not making jokes, lady.

I'm not like those old shits who are all afraid of you.

- You're not? - Watch, I'll smack you.

One move, one peep out of your mouth and I'll give it to you.

Are you ready? I hope so.

With you, I'll do everything a man can really do.

Ah, stop.

"Because then I'll do everything a real man can do with you."

So I messed up a few words.

- What's the problem? - Do better next time.

Oh, shit.

Are you kidding me?

Oh God.

What's that, cranberries?

This'll never come out.

What are you little monsters doing?

Chugging brandy? Smoking mushrooms?

Who pukes at six in the morning?

Oh, shit.