[tense music playing]
POLICE
-[walkie-talkie beeps] -The target is not present.
[Danzberger] Thank you.
[music fades out]
She's ditched her cell by now.
Everybody, listen up!
I want a dog team searching the areas surrounding the cabin.
Or would you like a helicopter? Infrared cameras?
Good idea.
[dog barking]
You get along with her, right?
-I'm not sure. -[Danzberger] You have to make her stop.
We're working overtime,
but we have a suspect at the station who confessed already.
And that is an order, Officer.
[tense theme music playing]
WOMAN OF THE DEAD
[music fades out]
[engine cuts off]
Excuse me? Could… Could I use your restroom, please?
-Yeah, sure. -Thanks.
WELCOME
OUR PHILOSOPHY
REPRESENTED BY GORAN BAROVIC
[soft, dark music playing]
COMPANY REGISTER
GENERAL MANAGER: BADAL SARKISSIAN
ENVIRONMENTALISTS FIGHT LUXURY PROJECT
Two Forstweg.
BUILDING CONTRACTOR
Badal Sarkissian.
-Thank you. -You got it.
WANTED - IF YOU HAVE INFORMATION, CALL
[dark music fades out]
Mr. Shadid, tell us what happened.
Exactly.
I was jealous after he took those photos of Blum when she was in her underwear.
I thought she was having an affair with him.
You were jealous of Edwin Schönborn?
Were you involved with Blum at that time?
No.
But I had feelings… for her.
And you still admire her?
Yes.
So how did you do it?
In his studio. I followed her there.
Okay, and then what happened?
Once I saw her head out, I confronted him about it.
One thing led to another, and I accidentally killed him.
Sure, and then you had to take the body to the funeral home to dismember it.
Just so you know… [clears throat]
…making a false confession is a criminal offense.
I know.
Why do you think he's making a false confession?
Like he said, he has feelings for her.
He's protecting her.
Well, it makes sense to me.
A secret admirer scorned by the woman he loves.
He carries the truth around with him, can't say anything because of her husband.
Her husband happens to die,
and she goes and lets someone else photograph her half-naked.
No wonder he couldn't control his emotions.
Have you read his file?
The man was a soldier in Syria. His emotions don't boil over.
But Reza had just as much access to Sattler's coffin as Blum.
You have a confession for a case that was unsolved for two years.
That's a miracle.
The best thing that could've happened to you.
More officers need to be out looking.
Oh, good. Why don't we go ahead and scare away the only tourists in town?
No. You got checkpoints and you got a manhunt already. That's it.
-[Damian grunts] -[exciting music playing]
Idiot! Watch the others!
[music turns suspenseful]
[Tamar] Yoo-hoo!
Princess!
Yoo-hoo!
I can smell you.
[chuckling evilly]
Sweetie pie, I'm coming.
-[shuddering breaths] -I can see you.
Come to me.
[clicks tongue rapidly]
Come.
-[gunshot] -[yelps, panting]
The next one will hit you.
[music fades out]
[Tamar] Hmm.
[Nela gasps, whimpers]
[Tamar] Let's go.
No!
[dramatic music playing]
[music fades out]
[phone buzzes]
It's for my diabetes. If I forget it…
-[mimics throat cut, sighs] -[laughs]
[injector hisses]
Right now we are destroying everything Yar worked so hard to build.
Nonsense. Nothing is being destroyed.
[camera clicking]
When Kramaric tried to take our business from us,
YAR sent me there and… "The end."
Huh?
That was why we kept our territory.
[Tamar chuckles]
After you were there,
I was sent by our big sister to beat the shit out of those miserable fools.
And that's exactly why our sister is dead now!
[camera clicking]
Blum.
[crying softly]
Okay.
Keep doing your thing.
I'll keep doing the dirty work for you.
And clean up after you like I did before.
TOGETHER FOR TYROL
Yes. Be there very soon.
Ah. Sorry, I didn't see you there.
So, have you made up your mind about the seat?
No, not yet.
Uh-huh. What's the delay?
I…
I overheard what you… What you said about Nela.
That she's been taken.
What aren't you telling me?
Nothing. Just that.
And besides, that's just what her mother claims.
I told you, Blum…
-I don't get along-- -Tell me the truth.
-I… -Quiet down.
I'm not a kid anymore. You said that yourself.
So… tell me what's going on or I'll…
-Or you'll what? Huh? You'll what? -[somber music playing]
Then I'm not taking the seat on the board.
Hm.
You're setting the terms of a contract. Well, well.
You're a real Schönborn after all.
Not even Edwin would have dared that.
We'll talk soon.
What is it?
Sarkissian has called all the directors for a board meeting.
Uh-huh. What's his reason for doing so?
He claims that all of the directors aren't being told everything
about the costs and significant delays in construction.
Nonsense.
He's been up-to-date on each part of this.
If he succeeds in sowing mistrust,
the directors can and will take action against management.
Just let them try it.
-We have to take this seriously. -We have to put a stop to this.
-[intriguing music playing] -Legally, we don't have a lot of options.
But you had had… an idea about an alternative?
Sadly, that is in God's hands.
What have you ever left in God's hands?
I never should've involved him in our hotels.
I knew it was wrong from the start.
Don't forget that there were no options left.
And if the snowfall decreases as most scientists predict,
we will need a new source of capital.
The most important thing is to get rid of him.
And then we can fight climate change, all right?
-[music fades out] -[car approaching]
-We have to get out now. -I can't.
They have my passport.
What? They're gonna kill us!
-Please! I can't do this alone. -[car doors closing]
[container unlocking]
You'll be staying. Everyone else, come with me.
[gasps]
Come on.
Come on!
Wait!
Are you fucking serious?
-[gunshot] -[woman screams]
Fuck!
[door opening]
What? Is it urgent?
Well, that's not a good attitude. You'll like this story.
Shall I?
These two were picked up late last night at around 11:30
by one of our patrol officers. No papers.
Allegedly, they and several others were held captive in a container.
When we tried to locate it,
we found ourselves on YAR property.
That's an import-export company.
They say they were set free by this woman.
Just try to remember what they've been through. Okay?
[Wallner] Okay.
You saw this woman?
Can you explain what happened exactly?
Why was she there? Look.
We need to find this woman. She killed people.
She asked about a girl named Nela.
That's Blum's daughter's name.
-And then? What happened then? -She left on a motorbike.
[machine whirring]
Officer Wallner,
none of this makes any sense.
So let's assume
that Blum really did everything that you want to prosecute her for.
Why would she risk freeing these kids in the container?
Why ask about her daughter? Why not run?
To Italy, for example.
-There's a connection between them. -Okay. Fill me in, then.
Two years ago when those men vanished, wasn't there a foreign woman found?
Yeah, but she was a tourist.
Yeah, but what if she wasn't?
Was she identified?
She never was, no.
[tires screeching]
YAR CONSTRUCTION
[unsettling music playing]
Get out.
This van. Go.
Go, go, go, go, go!
DAMIAN FUCKED UP AGAIN.
So, one, two, three, four. Looks good.
All right.
[van door closing]
[engine starting]
[electricity crackling]
[exciting music playing]
Can I help you?
SEARCH WARRANT
[music fades out]
Hey!
[tense music playing]
Where is my daughter?
Just shoot.
Then you'll never find out.
Go ahead. Shoot.
It depends where I shoot.
[Tamar] What a mess.
I'd have to go to the doctor.
And your time is about to run out.
[Tamar on voicemail] I'm busy, leave a message.
[sighs]
[beeps]
[doorbell buzzing]
Badal Sarkissian, we have a warrant to search your residence.
[tense music continues]
Let's begin.
Well, you don't need me for this.
Keep an eye on him, please.
You have five missed calls from Badal.
Seems urgent.
[phone ringing]
[phone continues ringing]
You stay here.
Where are you?
Hell's broken loose.
Where is my daughter?
Where is my sister?
Your sister?
[chuckles]
She's here with me.
What do you want?
-It's actually quite simple. -Well then?
That video you wanted me to find for you.
I don't know where it is.
I don't have any idea what video you're talking about.
I don't buy that.
Tell me, why would I lie, huh?
This is about my daughter.
So now what?
The refinery, 5:00 a.m. tomorrow.
-Nela for your sister. -It's a trap, don't do it!
Hear that? She's still alive.
For now.
Blum, this is way too much for you to handle.
Don't you dare tell me what I can handle, asshole!
If my daughter doesn't get home alive, I'll kill all of you!
Do you understand me?
Yes, I'll be there.
We'll make the exchange.
First I'm going to need you to give me proof that Nela's okay.
[phone disconnects]
[dark, dramatic music playing]
[music fades out]
DEAD?
Regarding Wagenschaub… we didn't find his laptop.
[Wallner] Mm-hm.
But we were able to recover what was on the damaged USB drive.
Okay.
Check this out.
It all looked innocent at first.
Several emails and Word files, a few amended contracts.
But here… are some pretty large video files.
You needed a password for access.
These videos, they're, um…
I have to warn you, they're intense.
My coworker had to take the rest of the day off after watching them.
-Yeah, okay. -Okay.
[video playing]
[coughing, gagging]
[groaning]
I don't want to know the extent of his collection
if he had these videos on the other drives.
And we know that's not fake or anything?
That's unlikely. They're snuff videos.
Or "hurtcore" videos, which are essentially, um…
It's basically rape porn that ends in death.
Hm. Here.
[computer beeps]
This cut wound, for example, it's too deep to be fake.
[sighs]
And you can simply buy these, or… or you download them in secret?
No. These aren't for sale. The men trade.
One guy films, then trades the video
for another one filmed by someone else.
So they have evidence against each other.
Was Wagenschaub… Was he found on any of the sex offender lists?
Not one.
But I wouldn't put any stock in that fact. These are often individual cases.
And until a whole ring gets busted, participants are completely anonymous.
[Wallner] Did Edwin Schönborn have any prior convictions?
[unsettling music playing]
[woman] Your plan worked out great, huh? Nela!
Your plan…
Worked out great, huh?
[crying]
[music turns melancholy]
GET IN TOUCH, I CAN'T GET AHOLD OF YOU
HELLO? WHERE ARE YOU? I'M WORRIED. PLEASE CALL BACK.
NELA, PLEASE. THIS ISN'T FUNNY!
[music fades out]
[knock on door]
You asked me to come see you?
Yeah, I've been doing a little research. Um…
There were actually investigations into Edwin Schönborn
for sexual harassment, which…
were followed with allegations of assault, and even rape.
Yeah. I was here.
Yeah.
They went away, and he wasn't charged.
And?
I believe you were the one overseeing his case.
[chuckles]
What kind of accusation are you making, Officer Wallner? Hm?
In your opinion, what should I have done? What should I have done?
If you had actually read what I'd written,
thoroughly,
you'd know the charges against him were all dropped.
And besides, Wallner, I barely knew the guy.
I didn't know him personally.
But his mother, you know her personally?
Of course I know her.
She is one of the most well-known people in Bad Annenhof.
Of course. Everybody does.
Good night, Wallner.
[door closes]
Let's do that. It would really be great.
Yes, have another. Wonderful.
-Thank you. -Congratulations.
Thank you so much. I have to move on now. I'll see you soon.
[phone buzzing]
-Wallner. What is it now? -[Wallner] It's about Danzberger.
This whole thing is bigger than we thought.
It involves a snuff ring. Violent pornography.
I'm afraid Danzberger could be too close to it.
Too close? To what?
To certain people here who might be involved in some of this.
Come on, you know I need more specifics.
To Johanna Schönborn for instance.
Schönborn's son
was most likely involved in the snuff ring.
Blum's assistant confessed, though.
He lied.
I'll review everything when I'm back in Berlin tomorrow morning.
[phone disconnects]
[car driving]
[ominous music playing]
If you want to survive, you'll do exactly what I say.
-[music ends] -Another long day?
The YAR Import-Export was searched today.
Along with Sarkissian's private residence.
-So? -There's evidence of human trafficking.
My company is not involved.
That's good, for your sake.
You didn't hear that information from me.
What information?
[phone ringing]
[Thomas] Johanna?
Yeah. How was it worded in our agreement?
-Offenders lose their right to vote? -Essentially, why?
You see, Behringer,
sometimes it helps to put a little trust in God.
Hello, ma'am. License and registration.
Thank you.
[tense music playing]
You're good to go.
[music ends]
Alex! Hey!
Hey, Daniel.
-Do you need help? -Yeah.
There was a kidnapping.
Who was kidnapped?
My girlfriend, Nela.
[sighs deeply]
-Blum's daughter, yeah? -Yeah, right.
Okay.
Well then, come with me and we can talk in private, okay?
Yeah. Thanks.
Good.
[clicks tongue] Come on.
I'll take the wheel at the next turnout.
[Blum grunting]
[groaning]
[panting]
[Blum grunts]
[panting]
[gunshot]
[Blum gasps]
No.
No! No, no, no! No, no.
No. No! Oh, God. No, please, no!
No.
[moaning]
Hackspiel?
Fuck.
Shit.
[groans] No, no.
Ah, shit.
Shit! Shit! Shit!
[screams, cries]
Are you okay?
[Blum] No, man!
She was my hostage.
[crying continues]
-[Hackspiel] Your daughter? -Yes.
Sarkissian has her.
And she is his sister. Get it now?
Have you eaten yet today?
Today?
[sighs] Today is bad.
I'm exhausted. Very tired.
But… um…
Tomorrow maybe, yeah?
-Yeah, yeah. Okay. -Yeah?
Night.
-Ah. Thanks for coming. -Thanks.
[phone buzzes]
Yeah.
[phone continues buzzing]
I hope you have good news.
[Sarkissian] I can't help you anymore.
What does that mean?
The deal is dead.
"Dead?" This is the middle of my campaign.
Fix the problem right now.
Find your blackmailer on your own.
[scoffs] Next time you need help, I won't be able to do anything.
Your problem is not my problem anymore.
All right.
[doorbell buzzing]
[buzzing continues]
We have a problem.
Get in here.
[sniffs]
That jackass…
Schönborn's nephew.
For some reason, he came to the station just now.
He wanted to report Nela's kidnapping, the moron.
Where is he now?
He's sleeping. In my goddamn trunk!
-How could you be so fucking dumb? -What was I supposed to do?
What?
I'll take care of the boy, and you get out of here.
Now what?
Yeah. Okay. Okay. But then that's it.
[Sarkissian] That's it with what?
Then we're finished.
I did everything you guys wanted.
But kidnapping and nasty shit like that, I'm not doing that.
I'm not doing that!
I'm not your lackey anymore.
I decide when your debt to me has been repaid.
Think about the consequences for your parents.
Damian will clean up the mess you made. And you'll get out of here.
[phone beeps, rings]
Get over here. I have a job for you.
Right now!
And you keep an eye on that BKA woman.
[Blum grunts]
[Tamar] What a shitshow.
You're never gonna see your daughter again.
[Blum] Shut up!
You're cursed, Blum.
Be quiet!
[both grunting]
The police will be looking for you.
With dogs.
We have to cover up the scent somehow.
You're the one who got me into this bullshit.
Without me, you'd be dead, Blum.
It's all connected in some way.
Your daughter.
Sarkissian.
Johanna Schönborn.
-Someone broke into my house. -Someone broke into my house.
It all started when Edwin was dug up the other day.
What if…
What if they're still making torture videos for each other?
But on a larger scale?
I thought that nightmare was over with.
[somber music playing]
Help me!
-It's not deep enough. -It'll have to be.
-[Hackspiel sighs] -[grunts]
[Blum] She was my only chance.
I'll help you get her back.
How are you gonna do that? Huh?
Well, Sarkissian doesn't know his sister's dead, for one.
BLOOD SUGAR LOW
[thunder rumbling]
[rain pattering]
[pensive music playing]
[thunder rumbling]
-["Blue Velvet" by Bobby Vinton playing] -[Mariah] ♪ She wore blue ♪
♪ Velvet ♪
♪ Bluer than velvet was the night ♪
♪ Softer than satin was the light ♪
♪ From the stars ♪
♪ She wore blue ♪
♪ Velvet ♪
♪ Bluer than velvet were her eyes ♪
♪ Warmer than May, her tender sighs ♪
♪ Love was ours ♪
♪ Ours, a love I held tightly ♪
-[music ends] -[sighs]
Sarkissian.
There have been rumors saying that these undocumented workers
will come here and then go missing.
I knew one of them.
And now she's dead.
Help us?
He saved my life.
You do know this is a straight-up suicide mission, don't you, sweetheart?
I have no choice.
[breathing nervously]
All you have to do is wave to get him to think I have his sister.
Blum, you didn't really kidnap her, did you?
Of course not.
[somber music playing]
We just need you for a moment so he'll let Nela go.
Mariah. This man has my daughter.
Sarkissian is a monster. His sister too.
If we don't do anything, they'll keep getting away with this like they are now.
Okay.
Tell me about the look we're going for.
Slicked back, dark hair. Mid-length.
Love it.
-Alex? -Nela!
-Why are you here? -Are you okay?
[Damian] Hey!
Okay. Okay.
You know the deal, right?
Why don't you take another look?
I HOPE WE UNDERSTAND EACH OTHER NOW
IF YOU DO AS YOU'RE TOLD IT WILL REMAIN AMONG FRIENDS
OTHERWISE THE VIDEO WILL BE POSTED ONLINE
[music turns sinister]
-[clicks key] -[men grunting]
[woman whimpering, crying]
[man breathing deeply]
[tense theme music playing]
[music fades out]