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I figured it had to be
someone young who painted it.

- I understand your traditional tastes.
- It looks unfinished.

Kokoschka, Klimt, Schiele...

The Viennese school? Please.

Juxtaposing it with Klimt
is totally inappropriate.

Yes.

You're the only one comparing them.
I prefer Schiele.

Mrs Kofler.

- Good luck.
- Thanks.

Hi, Mathilde.

So you want to buy it back?

It's my boyfriend Martin's fault.
I told him it wasn't for sale.

It's a personal piece.

I'm prepared to pay you back
the entire sum, maybe bit by bit.

Is that a problem?

About the money? No.

No, it's just...

I'm sorry.

I fell in love with your painting
the moment I saw it in the gallery.

That gentleman
seemed to hate it.

My father?
That's one more reason to keep it.

Well, think about it.
Let me know.

All right.

- Goodbye.
- Bye.

I hope you accepted.

There was no need
to be so rude to her.

I just said what I thought.

Obviously.

What are these?
You rooted through my things.

- This is my file.
- It's still my investigation.

- No, not anymore. It's mine.
- Hold on.

At the fire station,
there's an Elke Berger.

The sister of the Monster's
fifth victim had the same name.

Gunther Berger.

Good memory, right?

Tell that
to your Italian doctor friend.

In any case, regarding
Inspector Costa, you were right.

He's utterly untrustworthy.
I took him off the case.

Good. You did well.

We’re nearly done.
Stop frowning like that.

I'll give you a sweet
if you're a good boy.

What's the matter?

I was asked
to help investigate the Monster.

Forget it, I've already
screwed it up.

When did you mean to tell me?

- But it didn't work out.
- That's not it, Paolo.

What's the point
if you don’t tell me stuff?

I told you it didn't work out.
That's that.

Get dressed.
Another patient's waiting.

- Hello, Prosecutor.
- Hello.

Hello, Prosecutor.
Hello.

Elke Berger.

A volunteer who works
at the same station as Meier and Prati.

She may be
Gunther Berger's sister.

The Monster’s fifth victim.
I need verification.

- I'll check the records right away.
- Thanks.

- Mrs Kofler.
- Yes.

Good idea.

Thanks.

I'm off.

This is stupid!

Cecilia.

I hope this isn't a problem.

No.

My mother-in-law
couldn't take her to preschool.

- It won’t happen again.
- No worries.

Sweetheart..

Could you hold her,
so I can put this on?

Sure.

- Hold on.
- Thanks.

Sorry.

There.

Do you have kids?
No.

All done. Come to Mummy.
Come to Mummy. Come.

You were right.
Elke is Gunther Berger's sister.

- Let me show you.
- One sec.

- Excuse me, Cecilia.
- Yes?

I need you to do me a favour.
Can you call this girl? Mathilde.

Tell her I'll bring
her painting at lunch.

- All right.
- Thanks.

"Gunther Berger, 28,
killed by the Monster on an outing.

"Shot and killed at close range,

"his body slid across the ground
and ended up in a brook.

He was found
hours later by..."

"A retired couple
holidaying in Collalbo."

Do you need something,
Inspector?

Can you leave us alone a moment?
We need to talk.

- Certainly.
- Thanks.

I want back in.

I know I can be useful,
and you know that too.

Yes, but that's not the problem.

- The hierarchy.
- Exactly.

I'll respect the hierarchy.
No rash decisions.

We'll see.

We've discovered that firefighter
Elke Berger is Gunther Berger's sister.

- That makes sense.
- Why?

That case was different
to the others too.

May I?

It was the only murder
outside the centre of town.

And because the offering wasn't left
on his body, it was hung from a tree.

Meier, Prati, Berger.

Three cases linked to the Monster
and all three with anomalies.

Let's go and have a chat
with the Bergers.

Morning.

- What is it? Who are you?
- Prosecutor Kofler.

- And this is Inspector Costa.
- Costa? Is he Italian?

I'll do this.

Yes. Like all of us.

We have a few questions for you.
May we?

- Inspector Costa, hi.
- Hi, Elke.

- Why are you here?
- We wanted to ask you some questions.

Come up.

Come in.

- Any news about Giacomo's wife?
- No. Sadly not.

We're not here about Prati or Meier.
This is about your brother Gunther.

Then we should ask
the questions.

Yes, we should be
giving you answers about him.

I've been waiting 3 years
for you to arrest his murderer.

- Another damn Italian.
- I want to arrest him too.

But I ask you to address
public officials in Italian.

We get how you feel, Mr Berger.

We're here
so we can find your son's killer.

Yeah, right.
With your Italian policeman.

- Screw you.
- Dad!

Sorry. He's grown more callous
since Gunther's murder.

- Especially towards Italians.
- You don't say.

- And you?
- Me? No, I haven't.

Why didn't you tell me yesterday
the Monster killed your brother?

You didn't ask.

Did Prati and Meier know
your brother?

Was he connected
to the fire station?

No, my brother
was running a pub in Berlin.

He'd just returned here
when the Monster killed him.

Thoughts?

- Wasn't it odd that there was...
- No photo of Gunther?

- Exactly.
- I noticed that.

You're not the only one
with good intuition.

If a link between Berger's murder and
the attacks on Prati and Meier exists,

his family won't tell us.

I totally agree.
We need to find out who will.

Fabio Moretti.

We researched the company Berger
opened in Berlin to run the pub.

- And he was his partner.
- Is he still in Berlin?

No, he came back to Bolzano
6 months ago and works at a gym.

He's available
to talk after 3pm.

All the better.
I have something to do.

Yes, I'm going too.

- Yes?
- Yes. Hello.

I'm Eva Kofler.

I had an appointment
with Mathilde to return the painting.

Oh, yes. Mathi's sorry.
She had to go.

But she left me something.

It's part of the money.

Thanks.

- I’ll grab it then.
- Yes.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

Yes, Irina, tell me.

Oh God. I'll be right there.

I smelled something burning
in the kitchen

and found the saucepan
on the open flame

with the handle
completely scorched.

Luckily, I noticed it in time.

I said I'd take care of it,
but your father...

Thanks. Don't worry.

I wanted to make tea.

I'll replace the saucepan
if that's the problem.

The saucepan isn't
the problem, Dad.

That's true.

The real problem is
that I shouldn't even be here.

I'm only here to save you
from worrying about me.

Dad, you can't live
alone anymore.

Why not?

You have Alzheimer's.

Dr Majore told me
the other morning.

Dr Majore?

Have you never
forgotten something?

So don't make
a tragedy out of it.

Rose.

Gladiolus.

Edelweiss.

Happy?

- Tough lunch break?
- Let's not talk about it.

OK.

Sir, madam.
Fabio's on his way.

Although we're both
from Bolzano,

Gunther and I didn't meet
till we moved to Berlin.

- Language doesn't matter there.
- And the pub?

I've always liked working
with people. Gunther did too.

What was it that didn't work?

Us. We didn't work.

- You were together?
- Yes, but then we split up.

I left him. That's why Gunther
came back to Bolzano.

Who knows?
Maybe if we hadn’t argued...

Gunther didn't have
an easy life.

- What do you mean by that?
- His father never accepted him.

I hope you manage
to catch his killer.

This should be it.

The body was there.

Gunther must've taken
the path we took.

Then he climbed up this trail,
and the Monster shot him there.

He was waiting for him.

The killer shot him,
he fell and landed here.

The offering was hanging there and
not on the body. There was no rope.

They must've put it up later.
It's very steep.

- What are you doing?
- Retracing his steps.

Not a good idea. Wait.
Wait a second.

Wait.

- I'm sorry.
- It's fine.

You?
Yes.

Good.

- Sorry.
- It's nothing.

- Everything OK?
- Yes. It's nothing.

My husband.

Hello, Andreas.
I'm with Inspector Costa.

Your father's gone.

- What do you mean he's gone?
- He's vanished.

Irina was out.
His overcoat is gone too.

They argued at lunch.

Did you argue at lunch?
Where could he be?

No idea.

Stay at home in case he comes back.
I'll look for him, OK?

All right.

Problems?

Sorry for getting you involved.

There he is.

Dad.

- He was wandering around here.

- Take me home, Eva.
- Of course. Let's go.

I really don't know
how to thank you.

I painted this for you.

I was taking it to you.
Martin forgot to give it to you.

Thanks.

- Good night, Dad.
- Good night.

Sleep tight.

I think this will go better
in your house.

Your father may even like it.
Mathilde.

Eva, can you come a second?

Yes, I'm coming.

Unfortunately, we just learned
that Aurora Prati didn't make it.

That means the Monster of Bolzano
has now claimed two new victims.

- No doubt...
- The Monster of Bolzano.

There seems to be no doubt
the serial killer has struck again.

Doctors reported
that the circumstances...

Faster. Faster.

Eva, I need to talk to you.

Latest news.

Unfortunately,
Aurora Prati didn't make it.

The abrasions on Berger's hands
were ascribed to the fall.

He slid several metres,
so no other examinations were done.

But these abrasions could be caused
by chafing on the rope in the fall.

It's common among firefighters.

It's the missing link
connecting him to Prati and Meier.

So he could've died there,
and someone moved the body to Ritten.

That seems like
a very fanciful theory.

It'd only make some sense
if there were some proof

that Gunther Berger
spent time at that fire station.

We're corroborating that.

- Is this Inspector Costa's idea?
- Mine too.

Eva, he has nothing to lose.
You're risking your career.

I don't think it's a good idea
to risk so much for him.

Since there's no other evidence,
I'm sorry, but...

May I? The document
you requested arrived.

The day he died,

Gunther Berger had taken
the test to be a firefighter.

Who tested him?

Prati and Meier.

- Well?
- Excellent intuition, Inspector.

Let's go and see
if you're right.

I'm sorry.

Thanks.

Thanks.

Gunther Berger.

Doesn't the name ring a bell?

Munich wasn't a romantic getaway.
It was an attempt to escape.

The sketch is bogus too.

You know full well the Monster
didn’t kill Meier and your wife.

Someone else did.

The Monster didn't kill
Berger either.

We know he was at the station
the day he vanished,

where you and Meier
were working.

You two killed him, then made it look
like the Monster did it.

I can end
your police protection.

Captain Pedrotti told us
to come down hard on him.

- We just wanted to scare him.
- Because he was gay?

It was supposed to be a game.

- A stupid bet.
- And then?

What did you do, beat him?

We told him he had to rappel
from the highest point on the tower.

But it's dangerous
if you're inexperienced.

He panicked.

Whose idea was the Monster?

That was Pedrotti too.

I think Elke Berger knows
what happened.

She was just here.
She's the one who killed my wife.

Hello.

Prosecutor Eva Kofler.
We're looking for Pedrotti.

Try his office.
In the back on the right.

Thanks.

In here.
Get inside. Inside.

Shit.

- Please try to be reasonable.
- Move.

- This is madness.
- Climb, damn it.

This is crazy, Berger.

You almost had me convinced.
A fire department for everyone.

But not for my brother.
Not for my brother.

- What are you planning?
- You're going to jump.

From the top floor,
like my brother.

You're crazy.

- What the hell do you want?
- Keep calm. I'm unarmed.

Beat it. Beat it.

You have all the reason
in the world to be pissed off.

I said, stop there!

I just want to talk.

- They killed my brother.
- Please don't do it.

- They killed my brother.
- Keep calm.

Elke.

Elke, look at me.

Think about it. If you kill him now,
it's all over for him.

If you let him live,
his life will be ruined.

They're up here.

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Get moving.
Get moving, I said.

Elke, think of your father.

- If you leave him alone...
- Shut up!

- Elke, put down the gun.
- Please.

It's over. Put it down.

We can help you.

Trust us.

Give me the gun.

Give me the gun.
Elke, give me the gun.

No!

The Monster was
the talk of the town.

I realised there was nothing
we could do for Gunther.

- I thought about...
- Why did you move the body?

Why not just say
what really happened?

Don't be naive. It would've
destroyed the station's image.

Who would've thought it? A place
with no discrimination like this.

It was just a tragic accident.
We didn't mean to harm him.

I only did it to protect my volunteers
and all I've created.

You knew full well
what was going on.

You told them
to come down hard on him.

Hiding behind these excuses
simply shows what kind of man you are.

Come with me.

- What a piece of shit.
- Yes.

- My brother didn't deserve all this.
- But Aurora Prati did?

I didn't want to kill her.

I shot at her husband,
but he ducked down.

Then you gave him
police protection.

How did you get this?

How did you find it? How?

- He gave it to me.
- Who's he?

- The Monster.
- You know him?

There's a bar I go to sometimes.

TEMPLE BAR

I went to get a beer
while waiting for a friend.

When I returned to the table,
I found a Sacred Heart of Jesus,

and there was a card below it.

I DIDN’T KILL YOUR BROTHER!

A little while later,
I received an email.

It said my brother died
at the fire station.

I decided to join them
to clear it up.

After I got the confirmation
I was looking for,

I was given the Bodeo.

With another note.

USE IT WELL

And instructions
on vindicating the Monster's honour.

He had nothing to do
with that crime.

The note said, "Use it well."

So you've never met? You don't know
his name or how to contact him?

No.

He always found me.

Thanks.

Really.

Your contribution was essential.

Despite everything.

Thank you for your trust,
despite everything.

What do we do
about the Monster now?

My task was to figure out
who killed Hans Meier.

The chief prosecutor
will decide the rest.

So we go our separate ways.

Yes, at least for now.

And if something new turns up,
I'll be in touch.

I'm counting on it.

Is this what you do?

Yes, it's what you do.

I'm off.

My love.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Welcome.

Come and sit, Paolo.

Are we on first name terms now?

I was hoping to meet
someone else here too.

I think we're both
obsessing over this.

It's a bit different for me.

Because of Giovanna Ferrari?

So we're coming clean?
I'll make myself comfortable.

And I need a drink.
Beer? Beer.

- Two beers.
- Right away.

We'd been together
for a while.-,

Yes.

She convinced me
to take the police exam.

She said I was a pain in the arse,
but I never give up,

so I'd be useful in some way.

She was right.

The pain in the arse,
or never giving up?

- I prefer not to answer.
- OK.

Whenever I see this leg,
I don't think about what's missing,

but that maybe
I shouldn't be here.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

Do you think I'm like my father?

I prefer not to answer.

It's really difficult.

And this was his case.

- See how they all look at me at work?
- Yes, that's true.

- But you shut them all up.
- We shut them up.

To obsessions.

To obsessions.

Lena, what is it?

Send me the location.
I'm coming.

I asked the Postal Police to trace
the email the Monster sent to Elke.

- It's not far from here. Shall we go?

They're waiting for us.

- We're ready, ma'am.
- Good.

Smoke's coming from the chimney.
He may be inside.

Let's go.

Let's go.

- Go, go, go.
- Clear!

- Clear.
- Go.

Clear.

- Passage empty.
- Clear.

- Clear!
- Clear.

- Clear.
- This one's empty too.

- There's nobody here.
- Shit.

Come up.

He was following you both.