-[somber music playing] -[inhaling deeply]
-[electricity crackling] -[Blum grunting]
-[Edwin groaning] -[shouts] Who killed my husband? Who?!
-[Blum screaming] -[crackling]
[panting]
[grunting]
[breathes heavily]
[opera music playing over radio]
[thumping]
[Edwin, muffled] Hey, open up!
-[Edwin screaming] -[pounding]
[screaming and pounding continues]
[opera music volume increasing]
[muffled screaming]
[muffled screaming continues]
-[electricity crackling] -[screaming stops]
[ominous music playing]
[brakes squeaking]
[engine stops]
[inhales deeply]
-[Reza] There you are. -[gasps softly] Uh… yeah.
Just loading for tomorrow morning.
-I could've done it. -Oh.
It's all good. Hey, are you hungry? Wanna eat with us?
-With you? -Uh-huh.
Uh…
If you're sure it's no trouble.
No, not at all.
Go ahead, I'll take care of this.
[grunting]
Oh, fuck.
[exhales sharply]
[Karl] Mm.
[Blum clears throat]
[muffled screaming]
[Edwin grunting] Help me!
Let me out!
Dunja,
so how do you like it here with us?
Good.
Is, uh…
such nice house.
She doesn't speak our language.
Reza,
you speak her language, right?
Can the question and answer session wait?
Maybe she just wants to eat in peace, like we all do.
In any case, we're glad to have an old friend of Blum's as our guest here, hm?
Can I recite my poem now?
Okay. Yeah.
[clears throat] What kind of poem is it?
-The Sorcerer's Apprentice. -Ah!
"And now the old sorcery master has finally left and gone away."
"And now the spirits he controls shall obey my every command."
-[suspenseful music playing] -"I've noted… his met… meth…"
-[Karl] "Method." -[Tim] "Method".
"What he says and does, and with strength of spirit, I shall work wonders too."
[door closing]
[grunts]
Fuck.
[breathing rapidly]
[quietly] Eight, nine, ten, 11, 12…
[panting] Come on.
[shouts] Come on!
Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten…
[panting]
[sighs]
[keys rattling]
[tense music playing]
[phone beeps]
FACE ID ERROR
[soft cracking]
-[phone beeps] -[Blum sighs]
[phone clicks]
[phone buzzes]
MOM TRIED TO REACH YOU. 8:30 CAFÉ?
[phone continues buzzing and ringing]
[notification beeping]
MOM [NOW] TOMORROW 8:30. BE PUNCTUAL!
And what now, Edwin, huh?
[suspenseful music playing]
[fabric ripping]
[phone camera clicking]
[saw whirring]
[bones crunching]
[grunts]
Morning.
[Tim] Morning.
Is Dunja already up?
[soft rock playing on radio]
[phone beeping]
EDWIN WHERE ARE YOU?
-[Nela] New ring tone? -[phone clicking off]
What's wrong?
I have homework that's fractions.
I don't get it.
[Karl] Yeah, but that's no reason to be sad, big guy.
ALEX SCHÖNBORN WANTS TO BE YOUR FRIEND
-Dad always explained it with a pie chart. -[Karl] Ah.
I'll explain it this evening, okay?
-With a pie chart. I promise. -[Karl chuckles softly]
We gotta go, Tim.
REJECT
[Tim sighs]
[Tim] Mmm.
-Come in here. Yeah. -Mm.
[sighs]
Did you even go to bed?
No. It was a long night.
Paperwork.
Mm.
Hmm.
[door opening]
How are you?
You okay?
[breathing deeply]
Tell me, do you have a family?
Parents are both dead.
I have a Bunica, grandmother, but she not want me to be here.
What did you want in Austria for work, then?
Mmm, they, uh, look for workers for hotels, cleaning and stuff.
And I wanted to work and, uh, get money for school,
and learn to the speak language better, then study and work as interpreter.
[chuckles softly]
I hope you do.
Hm.
Elena is very good horseback rider
and Zinovia wanted children much like you have.
[breathes deeply] Have you seen this mark before?
Maybe on the men?
Where you get that?
From the Internet.
What must I do to make you stop?
I can't do nothing.
Yeah, it's simple. Don't do.
Don't you want to know the truth though?
-The truth? -Yeah.
[angrily] This is the truth. 500 in cash. We pay 500 in cash and those men kill us.
[melancholy music playing]
[grunting]
You have no idea who you're dealing with.
[camera clicking]
Shit.
[tense music playing]
[Ms. Schönborn] Edwin?
Are you here?
He didn't show up.
[footsteps approaching]
His car is in the lot and, ugh,
the door was open.
[disgusted] My God.
Huh?
This is endangering our linking up the ski areas.
Ugh.
Well, he's bound to turn up.
We just can't have any more delays like this. It is our mountain.
I'm not going to let some farmer mess this up for me.
Not again.
That Theile has been sabotaging us long enough.
[engine starting]
[Reza] Here we have the Naples model.
Made of oak. Um…
Three thousand, two hundred.
Not bad.
[Reza] Uhh…
[clears throat]
Or here. This model is Creativ, with printed sides.
You can change what's on the side.
[Mr. Theile sighs]
Uh, but it's a bit more.
Four thousand, three hundred…
For you.
[clears throat]
Hmm…
Yeah, and then there's Olivera, with…
a premium olive wooden veneer.
I could give you a discount on that, if you want.
[door opening]
-Mr. Theile. -[Mr. Theile] Hm.
Everything okay?
Can I help you at all?
Uh…
[liquid spraying]
Might not have been a bad idea to ask who it was that died.
-Well, who died, then? -No one.
No one has died.
Mr. Theile came for himself.
He has terminal lung cancer
and doesn't want anyone to have to worry about his final expenses.
[Reza sighs]
Sorry.
I can't be everywhere at once.
And the Strassers' flower arrangement was missing today.
And the hospital called. A woman needed picking up there.
So of course now Meier grabbed it.
[exhales deeply] I'll work double shifts if necessary.
For Mark's sake.
But you have to make sure that the business can survive.
Of course it will. Mark's gone, you don't have to stay for him.
[exhales sharply]
[alert chiming]
That's Blakic.
[door banging open]
[Blakic] Good.
[Reza] Okay.
-Well? Ready? -Always ready.
[both straining]
Okay…
One, two, three.
[straining]
[Blakic] Which fat ass have you got in here?
They'll charge you extra.
[Reza sighs]
[Edwin] This is Edwin Schönborn's voicemail. Speak after the tone.
[tone beeping]
Yeah, uh, this is Mom.
Will you please call me back when you get this?
[somber piano music playing]
[Blum] What you lookin' at?
Gray auto there yesterday too.
[footsteps approaching]
Cars are parked there every day, though.
Don't be afraid. No one knows you're here.
Not there before. Can be one of them, you know.
What about the man you found?
The one with black auto.
He just vanished.
Maybe he got frightened.
A man like that not get scared.
You don't need to worry about that.
You are safe with me.
That's what your husband said too.
[footsteps receding]
[mysterious music playing]
[beeping]
[sighing]
It wasn't an attack. Just an accident.
And?
I don't know. They had mask. All the men.
Then maybe his voice?
Maybe you'll recognize it.
[phone beeps]
[priest] Jaunig.
Hello, Father Jaunig. It's Blum, Nela's mother.
[Jaunig] How are you, Mrs. Blum? And your Nela?
[Blum] I'm calling about Nela. I would like to come see you with her.
I want her to apologize to you for what she did to you there.
[Jaunig] Ah, no need, Mrs. Blum. It's already been forgotten.
Yes, that's very generous of you.
Still, it's better if Nela can learn to take responsibility for, uh, her mistakes.
[Jaunig] Ah, yes. Yeah.
Come by, then.
Good. Till later.
Maybe rabbit.
[Nela] I'm very sorry.
I didn't want to hurt anyone, and I didn't want to rip your shirt.
It was so totally wrong.
I can understand that.
Sometimes you gotta blow off steam.
Come to confession some time.
That is a dialogue with God. It eases the mind.
Are all sins forgiven when you confess?
Even really bad ones?
Even the bad ones.
I don't believe that.
Well, why not?
It doesn't change what one has done.
[sighs] Confession is a sacrament.
God forgives us of our sins.
He redeems our souls.
The Christian faith is based on forgiveness.
My husband's murderer doesn't deserve to be forgiven.
[sighs]
Mrs. Blum, I understand you're angry.
But it was in fact a tragic accident.
I'm certain the police will find the driver.
And I'm sure the driver will receive just punishment.
What should that consist of?
If you have faith, that will help you.
It is faith that helps us get through the dark times.
Thank you for coming.
It really wasn't necessary.
That's a beautiful portrait of you.
It looks like the photographer was talented.
[exhales slowly]
[door closing]
[mysterious string music playing]
[Blum reading] "The rocket's jet engine is running on full power."
"The entire cockpit shakes."
"And then the metal starts creaking."
"Captain Tom peers out the window."
"He sees that the next segment of the rocket has separated."
"Now there's no turning back."
Why is there no turning back now?
[Blum] Well…
Because he would crash.
He can only go further and just keep flying.
And then reach the orbit of the Earth.
[music fades]
[phone dings]
WHAT IS THIS, EDWIN? GROUP - 4 PARTICIPANTS
MEETING TODAY AFTER MASS! LET THE OTHERS KNOW.
[Jaunig] May the good and Almighty God bless you.
The Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.
-[all] Amen! -Go in peace.
[congregation chatting quietly]
Jaunig!
Where is he?
Hmm?
No idea.
[scoffs]
I have no clue what I'm doing here.
This is a waste of time.
When Edwin finally shows up,
do not call me.
Okay?
[rattling]
[foreboding music playing]
[church bell ringing]
[doorbell ringing]
-[Blum] I'd like to confess. -I thought you didn't believe in it.
Confession is over.
-Tomorrow morning. -Please, it… it's weighing on me.
I only have a little time.
-Come inside. We can do it here. -Thank you.
[breathing deeply]
I confess I killed a man.
Hm, Mrs. Blum, you… You don't seriously mean that.
-You mean-- -[Blum] I do.
My…
You, you should… Shouldn't be talking to me about that.
You should talk to the police about that.
What happens to people like me?
Do we burn in Hell?
At least we can keep each other company there.
Pardon?
Do you confess too, Father?
Do you tell your fellow priests
that you fuck young girls and then slit their throats?
-I don't have to put up with this. -[crackling]
[Blum] Hey!
[gasping]
[Jaunig breathing deeply]
There you are again.
Now it's your turn to confess.
[moaning]
Blum, what's all this?
-I know it all. -[groaning]
I know what you did with all those girls.
I know that Edwin Schönborn is part of it, Bertl Puch and you.
-And Joe Blenk, who is that? -[straining]
Huh? Who was the Range Rover driver?
[grunting] I do not know.
Was it you? [shouts] Did you hit Mark with that car?
I have nothing to do with it.
[shouts] Nothing to do with it? Trying to screw with me?
[inhales sharply] Blum!
Your parents came to me back then.
They wanted to annul the adoption, Blum.
It was me who reassured them.
They said something wasn't right.
Who knows where you'd be now.
You have only me to thank for your parents keeping you!
-I don't have anyone to thank! -Me!
-Mark was my life. Mark! -Let me go.
-And you took him away from me. -[snarling]
[Blum] Who killed him, asshole?
Who was it that killed Mark?
Fuck you.
-[crackling] -[screams]
[moaning] Fuck!
[growling]
[straining]
[pants] Fuck…
you!
What is that? What the hell are you doing?
-Get that away. Get that away! -Then talk to me, damn it!
-Don't make it even worse. -Talk, then!
-Don't make it even worse now! -What can be worse than a person like you?
-I swear by Almighty God! -You disgust me.
Your sermon for Mark, all the hypocrisy!
All the lying filth! God damn you!
[screaming]
No!
[screaming] Help me!
[screaming]
[melancholy music playing]
[sirens wailing]
[faint pop music playing on speakers]
[bowling pins tumbling]
-Another double? -Mm.
[people chattering]
I have a friend, she talks like you.
Her name is Dunja.
Does she work around here in town?
No.
She never got that far.
Uh-huh.
-Hm. -[Massimo chuckles]
[Massimo] You're the last person I expected to see here.
How are you doing?
It was a rough day.
Yeah.
Well, a lot went on.
Talk?
No.
Drink?
-Ah! -[giggles] Whoo!
-Well, well, well. [chuckles] -[laughs]
-[Massimo sighs] -[clears throat] A ride?
-No, no, no, no, no. -What?
There's no way you can still drive in the state you're in.
-Neither can you. -[chuckles]
-[Blum] Hmm. -[sighs] Then let's just pretend.
[both laugh]
[doors unlock]
-I drive. [laughs] -Hey! Hey!
[Massimo] Stop that.
[giggling]
[Massimo] Ah, sure.
Actually, no. [laughs]
[Massimo chuckles] Uh-huh.
-[Blum continues giggling] -[sighs]
-[Blum] Mmm. -Ah, God.
[Blum chuckles]
Hmm.
Hm.
[both moaning]
[Massimo grunts]
[Blum breathing deeply]
Hey, what is it?
I can't do this.
Okay… Oh, okay.
[door closes]
ALEX [2 MINUTES AGO] YOU IGNORING ME… :(
YOU DESERVE IT!
[door creaking open]
Hm?
Have you seen the time?
[annoyed] How late is too late, Karl?
-Have you been drinking? -I'm slightly buzzed.
I'm worried about you.
-[groans] -You sleep in the office or not at all.
And now you're drinking too?
-[groans] -You're gonna burn out.
I just had to get out.
Out?
What out?
Out of the house? Out of your family?
What am I supposed to tell your children?
-That you prefer to hang out in the bar? -It doesn't concern you at all.
And if you don't like it, then get out.
Maybe I'll do that.
Hmm.
Your girlfriend is gone.
What?
Dunja. She's gone.
Wha… Where'd she go?
[Karl] She took off this afternoon.
Oh.
Why didn't you even try and stop her?
I didn't even notice.
Reza told me that he gave her some cash.
-Maybe it's better this way. -No, it's not better this way.
It's shit. It's a huge load of shit.
Shit!
[ominous music playing]
Where'd she go?
I don't know.
And you gave her money to boot?
-What kind of shit is this? -I just wanted to help her out.
She was safe staying here with us.
I… Out there I cannot help her. No one can help!
She saw it different. She believed someone had found her here and wanted to leave.
-Nonsense! -How was I supposed to know that, hm?
Ugh!
[door slams]
Are you coming?
[shouting] Show yourself, you coward!
[band playing "Con Te Partirò"]
ALEX [NOW] TURN AROUND.
LOCAL CHAPTER BAD ANNENHOF
[ominous music playing]
What is that symbol there?
The symbol of Bad Annenhof Boy Scout Den.
Oof.
[retches]
[spits]
[gagging]
[Puch] Everything all right?
Yeah.
I'm better now.
[spits]
You all right?
-Yeah. It's just a lot right now. -Are you sure?
[woman] Ute.
Pardon me.
-[woman] You okay? -[Ute] Yeah.
-[woman] And your husband? -[Ute] He's great.
I tried to reach you.
I'm sorry. It's complicated.
It doesn't have to be.
Mmm.
It was nice.
Yes. It was.
Could I ask you for something? A car has been following me for a while.
Are you sure? Why?
No idea, but I have the license plate number.
Maybe you can run a check on it.
Sure.
Sure, send me the number.
Thank you.
[wind howling]
[creaking]
What is all this in here?
-Hey, everything okay? -Mama.
[sighs] I came in with him and a car was just driving away.
What kind of car?
Volvo, I think. Gray.
What's going on with us?
Are we cursed or what?
Maybe it has something to do with the girl.
-What makes you think that stuff? -Hey, do you think I'm dumb?
-We're calling the police about this. -[Blum] No!
[Karl] Why not?
All they'll do is write a report.
Let's see if anything here was stolen or not first.
[scoff] Super idea.
Everyone deserves a second chance. Maybe they'll take something next time.
-This is all so fucked. -Nela.
Hey, come on.
[Tim] Nela!
What?
[sighs]
[ominous music playing]
The Father…
Maybe I killed the wrong person.
Not killing anyone would probably have been better for a lot of reasons.
[light cracking]
[Blum grunts]
[phone beeps]
[glove elastic snaps]
[Blum sighs]
CAR REGISTERED TO SCHÖNBORN ROPEWAYS CORP. YOU DIDN'T GET THIS FROM ME.
It was Mrs. Schönborn.
She's sent one of her watchdogs after us.
She knows something.
What, then?
What does she know?
How am I supposed to know that?
[intense music playing]
[music fades]