[water trickling]
[somber piano music playing]
That's right.
I was your age when my father taught me how to perform our trade.
Here.
What I'm holding here, you see, is a ligature needle.
It is with this needle,
we make the dead handsome again.
Now,
you have to stick the needle in here
to sew the mouth shut.
I can't do that.
How do you expect to do this if you don't even try?
[needle clatters]
-Why are you doing that? -[panting]
[smacks back]
[breathing shakily]
[needle clatters]
[breathing intensely]
Hm?
Are you coming?
The dinner is cold.
Please. I don't wanna do this.
So long as you stay under our roof,
you've got to live by our rules.
We'll leave some dinner for you.
[ladder creaking]
[shuddering breaths]
[wood clattering]
[tense music playing]
[upbeat easy-listening music on radio]
[radio host] A wonderful morning to everyone. This is Radio Sunshine.
My name is Markus, and I'll be with you till midday.
Today we're talking about personalities.
Are you more of an extroverted protagonist, a selfless mediator,
or a cold-blooded murderer?
We'll find that out in a minute here on Radio Sunshine.
-So stay tuned-- -[radio cuts off]
-Morning. -Morning.
Nela… we don't need a fifth plate.
[plate shatters]
[Nela breathing shakily]
What just happened here?
[sighs]
Nothing.
Just an accident.
[ominous music playing]
Don't you have hockey later?
I quit the hockey team. Didn't you know?
No. Why's that?
Because I'm over it.
[Blum sighs]
[Blum] Stop, stop, little guy. Do you have dextrose with you?
Take care of yourself.
See ya.
[footsteps running away]
[dramatic orchestral music playing]
[chief] Look, I do understand that you're worried.
But with what we have to do,
I can't assign another man just to look for your Edwin off somewhere.
Especially not off the books.
[Ms. Schönborn] Something's fishy here.
-Edwin just last week was in Innsbruck. -Come on.
And now his Porsche is parked in the middle of the village?
What if he had something to do with the fire?
Well, I mean,
it's one thing to kill a prostitute or something…
but burning a priest alive?
-[exhales] That's not so easy to cover up. -Knock it off!
There's probably a completely different reason for the Porsche.
[somber piano music playing]
And when Edwin does finally turn up…
then he can explain it to you.
If something happened to him…
[breathing shakily]
You have to get a grip on this case now.
Maybe you didn't notice, but the fire is being looked at right now
by the state office of criminal investigations.
Yes, and your investors' lawyers are snooping around
among the foreign workers the entire time.
And sooner or later they'll have questions for me too!
[sighs]
So maybe it's you that has to "get a grip on something,"
so neither of us lose our heads.
[Ms. Schönborn exhales sharply]
[hair dryer blowing]
-[Blum] What is that? -Surveillance cameras.
[Blum] What for?
What for? So you can keep watch over everything.
And what good will that do?
[Reza] Just in case.
You can't film the break-in after the fact, can you?
Yeah, I know, but for safety's sake.
Skip it. Safety's a lie.
Or do you want to spy on me?
Why would I ever do that?
Hmm?
Blum, are you okay?
You know…
if you ever want to talk or if you need anything, I can--
-I don't need anything. -[Reza sighs]
Okay.
What should I do with the camera?
No idea.
[phone dinging]
THE RABBIT'S BEEN INCINERATED. AND I WAS WITH HIM THAT SAME DAY.
AND WHAT'S WITH THE CRAP WITH THE PORSCHE!
NOT IN THIS GROUP, YOU IDIOT! NO MORE MESSAGES ON THIS CHANNEL.
So it was the priest after all.
That means the chef might not be innocent either.
[Blum] Mm-hmm.
It's time for the table at the restaurant that he promised.
Good idea.
And my styled hair?
What's wrong with it?
I had a certain parted style, on the left.
[sighs]
[patrons chattering]
The lobster,
it melts on your tongue, I can tell you that.
You won't eat anywhere in Tyrol like you will at Mr. Puch's.
-I have to agree with that statement. -There are four of us.
Where is Edwin today?
-Care for an apéritif, sir? -Thank you, but we're working.
Thank you, Mr. Puch.
So your son won't be joining us today?
Sadly no.
He had to go abroad for business.
But you knew that we have to talk to him, seeing as he's CEO of Team Ltd.
After all, that is where you get the lion's share of your company's employees.
Perhaps I can answer your questions
Well, in the meantime.
There are discrepancies
when it comes to your payroll expenses.
They are suspiciously cheap.
The Schönborn Ropeways Corp. has always had to operate especially efficiently.
It started as a very small family-owned company.
Of course, there are seasonal ups and downs due to the foreign workers.
Mr. Behringer, you misunderstand.
For such an extensive investment,
our client requires access to your team's books…
in order to rule out the possibility of illegal workers.
I understand entirely.
[chuckles softly]
[somber piano music playing]
[footsteps approaching]
Hello!
Is your name Tim?
Hello.
I'm a friend of your mother's. I'm to pick you up today.
Unfortunately, your mom will be a little late.
We're to go eat an ice cream in the meantime.
I don't know you.
That's true. We don't know each other.
But your mama also said that one day you want to be an astronaut.
I have that book as well.
Wow, great!
What do you like best? You wanna show me?
-Yeah! Um… good. -Great! Come on!
Come, come, come, come!
[sighs]
Twenty-three SUVs stolen this year alone?
And how many of them were black?
Yeah, uh, I guess black is pretty popular.
[inhales deeply]
Listen, it doesn't have to be stolen either.
How many in Bad Annenhof are registered?
What?
Listen, when you need a car for
who knows what kind of illegal activities, smuggling, drugs,
homicide,
who do you call for that?
Uh…
Oh, shit. Can I call you later? Yeah?
Gentlemen…
thank you so much. It was very nice to be with you all today.
Get home safely now.
[groans]
[Ms. Schönborn] Mmm-mm.
See you later.
[giggling]
[Ms. Schönborn] Bye.
[phone dinging repeatedly]
Karl?
[Karl] I forgot to pick up Tim after school.
I'm around the corner. I'll head out soon.
Hello. Is Tim up there?
Already drove off.
What do you mean drove off? Who did he go with?
I don't know. A… A guy.
Mm-hmm. One moment, please.
Karl, is Tim maybe already home?
Uh, nothing. I'll call you back in a sec.
What kind of man was this?
Middle-aged, a bit balding.
He came in an old gray station wagon.
Thank you.
[intense music playing]
2,200 METERS ABOVE SEA LEVEL
[Ms. Schönborn] We won't let anyone make us do that with our business.
Mrs. Blum!
Give me ten minutes. We'll continue later.
-Where is my son? -Your son?
-How am I supposed to know that? -Cut the shit, huh.
I know that one of your lackeys took him. Where is he?
Yes, it is horrible for a mother,
when her own son goes missing.
Tell me right now where my son is or I'll call the police now.
Your son is well and good.
My son, on the other hand, has been missing for a week now.
I'm of course concerned.
Do you've any idea where he could be?
Why should I know he's missing?
You were apparently the last person Edwin met with.
Unusual photos for a woman who just lost her husband.
Where did you get those?
[Ms. Schönborn] Luckily, there's the cloud.
Apparently, Edwin uses it to automatically save his photos.
You're blackmailing me?
Not blackmailing.
Motivating.
I only want you to tell me what happened.
After my telephone call, you were the only one Edwin saw.
And then after he just up and vanished into thin air.
I find this very odd. Don't you?
He said he was leaving. Or at least that's what he said to me.
If you don't believe me, go to the police.
We don't need police, you and I.
They've got enough to do.
It seems to me that if we agree to an exchange of information,
we could put an end to this.
And come to an understanding.
Oh, I see.
Yeah, I visited him.
I was interested in his art.
And what did he do?
Your son is a disgusting swine.
It wasn't the first time he sexually assaulted a woman.
Ah, but I'm sure you know that.
Don't you?
It's better if no one else finds out about that.
Otherwise, the era of the Schönborns,
with you having free rein to do as you please in the valley will be over.
It's far from over for me, dear Mrs. Blum.
Bad Annenhof is going to be the biggest ski area in the Alps,
and Edwin is a big part of making it happen.
That's just what Edwin wants so…
he wouldn't have left.
Not yet.
You tell me right now where my son is.
Or I'll press charges for sexual harassment and child abduction.
[sighs]
At Berger's in Market Street.
And Mrs. Blum,
you're totally right.
This valley is mine.
And I can do whatever I please here.
[ominous music playing]
[Blum] Fuck you.
[man] What is that?
That is a supernova. It forms when a star explodes.
That can lead to black holes.
Black holes, ah. I like those the best
because they're so powerful and swallow up everything.
Are you from Bad Annenhof?
Yeah,
since forever.
Since I was born.
Me too.
I think it's the most beautiful village in Tyrol.
-The only place more beautiful is space. -[motorcycle approaching]
Listen, I have to go to the toilet. I'll be right back.
-Hello, Mama. -Hey!
Wha… Where's the man who picked you up?
Bathroom.
Okay. [laughs awkwardly]
Okay.
I'll be right back.
[suspenseful music playing]
[teenagers chatting]
-Hey. -Hey.
-[all laughing] -[boy] You sure, bro?
[Alex] All right.
What's with you?
I wanted to say hi.
What's up, Nela?
'Sup?
Sorry again about recently.
That was really shitty of me.
Tomorrow night there's gonna be a sick party at the bunker.
And?
We want you to come. [laughs]
We were wondering if you could bring some formaldehyde with you.
[chuckles]
What?
Yeah, you know, the stuff for embalming.
Yeah, I know what formaldehyde is. What for?
[laughing] I heard it gets you super wasted.
You'd be a hero.
See ya.
We're going.
Are you serious?
What?
No big deal.
[Blum sighs]
What happened over there, huh?
A girl classmate's mother mistakenly took him along.
Will you go on ahead? I'll be right up.
Grandpa and I have something to discuss.
[Blum clears throat]
[sternly] Mistakenly?
It was a misunderstanding.
[sighs]
[Karl] Do you know
how many missing children cases I dealt with back then?
I'm really sorry.
[exasperated sigh]
[footsteps approaching]
Why did you lie just now?
It wasn't a woman who picked me up.
Hmm. That just came out. I didn't wanna upset your grandpa.
Why would that upset him?
Because someone picked you up who he didn't know.
I didn't know him either.
Yeah, and you'll never do that again, okay?
If you don't know someone, you can't get in a car with them.
No matter what he tells you.
Just run away.
Do you promise?
I promise.
I don't want anything to happen to you.
[melancholy music playing]
[breathing deeply]
[creaking]
[squishing]
[breathes nervously]
[creaking]
What is your name, girl?
Bruenhilde.
Don't be afraid.
You don't need to be afraid of me, you know.
Or any of us.
The only ones you should be afraid of are the living.
[ominous music playing]
-[Reza] What happened? -[Blum] No idea.
A body was found by the river and we're supposed to take it to the coroner's.
[Reza] It just keeps getting better.
[chatter on police radio]
Mrs. Blum.
They're already waiting for you.
Right there.
Did you know her?
-Blum. -[gasps]
-Did you know this girl? -No.
She just reminds me of Nela. She's so young.
What happened here?
The river probably washed her down here.
The cliffs completely battered her.
Maybe she was hiking and fell.
It happens more and more often.
Tourists.
They think they can do too much. I don't know.
I think Danzberger is getting in over his head here.
First Mark, then Jaunig.
Now this dead girl washing up.
[sighs] He doesn't want to admit it, but…
Mrs. Schönborn is sure going on and on at him.
Mrs. Schönborn?
Well…
Dead people aren't exactly good for tourism.
Mm-hmm.
-Blum… -Huh?
[sighs]
Can we see each other again?
I'd just like for us to simply keep seeing each other.
Hmm.
-It's not your fault. -No.
I should have looked after her better and you shouldn't have given her any money!
I wanted to help her. She absolutely wanted to go.
Yes, that's my fault too.
Blum, who was she?
-Hm? Who was she really? -It doesn't matter now!
[engine starts, revs]
[ominous music playing]
[bottles clinking]
[sniffs] Ugh…
[door unlocking]
[breathing nervously]
[whimpers]
Hey, what's going on! Nela! You're not allowed in here.
Please don't tell her. I wasn't here and you didn't see me.
[sighs]
["Hell to Pay" playing]
♪ Every night, every morning ♪
♪ Mysteries all around ♪
Hey! There you are. Come.
-[laughing] -[sighs]
[laughs] Come. Come dance with me.
-[squeals] -[sighs]
Come, dance with me.
-[moans softly] -[scoffs]
What's wrong? Hm?
[grunts]
It was a hard day.
A dead girl was found by the river. Not even 20 years old.
Mmm.
[moaning]
That's your job. [chuckles]
Murder and homicide. [laughs]
Mmm.
Maybe it would have been better if you had taken over my father's business, huh?
Yeah, I know.
-[sighs] -I just want you to be happy.
Mmm.
-[Massimo] Ute, please. Come on. -[Ute] Come on.
I don't want the…
-Please stop. -[grunts]
If you don't fuck me, then I'll never get pregnant.
-Hm? -[grumbles]
[music ends]
As if we didn't try for long enough then.
[grunts]
When exactly did we lose one another?
At some point you grew apart from me. When was that?
[Massimo sighs]
After the first miscarriage, or was it the second?
[sobs softly]
You're never here anymore.
I…
-We can just drive off somewhere together. -Ute…
Over the weekend, huh?
Just go someplace where it's beautiful and warm. Yes?
-[Ute exhaling sharply] -Yeah.
-Just be present with each other. -Yeah.
-Like before. -Yeah
[sighs] But not…
right now. It's a bad time.
Too much going on.
We have three active investigations.
Hm?
[breathing shakily]
[sniffs]
In the autumn maybe, okay?
Okay?
[sobbing] Okay.
[crying]
[Ms. Schönborn] I… need your help again.
Go through everything at Edwin's studio one more time.
There still must be some other clue we've overlooked somewhere.
Thank you.
[mysterious organ music playing]
[breathing deeply]
From now on, whenever you come in,
I promise we will seat you properly. [echoing]
Everything all right? [echoing]
[door opening]
[dramatic string music playing]
[rigging creaking]
I don't want that foreign swill.
I said Gösser, didn't you hear?
We're out. If you don't want it, I'll take it.
Blum, you're just 19.
Old enough.
Come on.
-We're going swimming. -Baah!
[dad grumbling]
[opera music playing through headphones]
[mom] Ah!
Ohhh.
[mom moans in satisfaction]
[dad chuckles]
[both] Ah!
[mom] Gorgeous.
[dad] It's wonderful.
[both chuckling]
[dad] The water's perfect.
[dramatic music swelling]
-[dad] Blum! -[mom] Help us!
[dad] Blum, the ladder!
[mom] Ah! Ah! Help me!
[coughing]
[volume increasing]
[parents shouting indistinctly]
[music fades out]
[EDM music playing in distance]
[teenagers chattering]
Going in?
[loud EDM music playing]
[teenagers yelling boisterously]
So, did you get it?
-Hey! -[all cheering]
Yeah!
[church bell ringing]
[footsteps approaching]
[Puch] Mrs. Blum.
The kitchen is closed and, um…
I'm about to lock up now.
I know it's already a bit late.
And I'm not hungry at all but a drink…
I could use one.
Joch bar's still open.
Ah, but they don't have mojitos.
And you did say anytime.
Didn't you?
[ominous music playing]
[sighs deeply]
[sniffs]
[rattling]
[EDM music playing]
Very impressive photos.
[Puch] Yeah.
Taken by a friend.
-[dishes clinking] -What's his name?
Schönborn. Edwin Schönborn.
-[clears throat] -[pouring ice]
Like the Schönborn I know?
Yeah.
That's his mother.
He's an old schoolmate of mine.
He's a real, you know, artist.
But he certainly doesn't get that from his mother. All she thinks about is business.
[chuckling]
[chuckles softly]
[ice tinkling]
You're in luck with me.
Most bartenders don't like to deal with making mojitos.
Why is that?
Too elaborate.
[spraying]
But I love…
when things are elaborate.
Voilà.
-To elaborate things, then. -To elaborate things.
Perfect.
-It's just handiwork. -[Blum chuckles softly]
My handiwork never gets admired.
Yeah. [laughs]
I can imagine…
That…
Death, that is a thankless type of job.
But not without advantages.
[chuckle]
[grunts in pain]
[gasping]
[groaning]
[Blum breathing nervously]
You cunt, what did you inject me with?
You have ten more minutes.
Was it you who killed Mark?
Were you at the wheel of that car?
[both straining]
[Blum grunting]
-[knife clatters] -[Blum crying out]
[Puch grunting]
-[smashing] -[Puch] Ah!
[Blum gasps]
[shuddering]
[both groaning]
[Puch breathing deeply]
[groaning]
[gasps]
[panting]
[loud EDM music playing]
[music distorting]
[retches]
[groans]
[retches]
[panting]
[spits]
[Blum grunts painfully]
[Puch groaning]
How many girls was it, huh?
[Puch groaning]
[rasping moan]
[groaning continues]
I only need to find the last of you assholes.
-[groans] -Where is Joe Blenk?
-Huh? -[gurgling]
-[Puch yells] -[Blum gasps]
[pots clattering]
-[Blum yelps] -[Puch straining]
[screaming]
Help me!
[screams] No!
[screaming continues]
[Puch grunting]
Ah!
-[groaning] -[lock turning]
[exclaiming painfully]
[panting]
[groans]
[straining]
[screaming in frustration]
Ah!
[screams]
[groans]
It's me. I need your help now.
[intense music playing]
[music fades out]