All language subtitles for Die Toten Vom Bodensee S02E01

DER STUMPENGANG

MURDER BY THE LAKE

Death in the Forest

into the Forest of the Dead Lakes.

See these signs?

Manuela?

That is for all eternity.

We're close to the lake.

There was no justice

as we know it.

there was an ambush.

There was bloodlust.

Where's Manuela?

Manuela?

Stay here.

Manuela?

Hello?

Manuela?

Come away from there.

Manuela, don't look.

Don't look.

Good morning.

-What's going on? Are you moving out?

- I'm setting a boundary. It's all going.

This too?

I had Luna yesterday.

She's in the car.

- Family outing to the crime scene?

- No, to the forest edge.

Then, my father-in-law will

take her to school.

- Morning snack.

- Luxury version.

- So, ready?

- Just a second.

Why do you want to give this up, Zeiler?

Because of your father?

So, the dead man?

Struck dead.

A pretty bloody affair, I'm told.

After you.

- Do you remember?

-Yes, and then...

I'll take him home first.

I was talking to her,

then suddenly...

So you often

walk through the forest at night?

Cell phones, internet clips, all bite-size,

available 24/7. That's my students' world.

- How does complex history compete?

- With campouts in the forest?

That too.

Anything that teaches history.

- You know this area?

-Yes.

- Your pupils say you insisted on this route.

- Because it is historically correct.

They say you also know the dead man,

Sebastian Weidinger?

Nature lovers and foresters

run into each other.

- And his son, Lukas, is a student of mine.

- But he's not here today.

In puberty, boys especially have

other priorities.

Really?

- So he's skipping.

- Creative time out.

I keep an eye on that.

It's never gone wrong so far.

Thank you, Dr. Hartl.

Your backpack.

See you on the weekend. Take care.

I can't yet say for sure. I imagine.

Morning.

- Look after yourself.

-Hello.

Come on.

-Bye,Dad.

-Ciao.

-Wait.

-Yes.

-Hop into the car.

-Break-time snack.

- We went to the zoo on the weekend.

-Good.

- Luna loves animals, Micha.

- That's nothing new, Karsten.

Nor is the fact

she doesn't like eating them.

- There's cheese in it too.

- They do school meals now.

They're better than this.

No offense. Ciao.

Ciao.

"No offense."

Do we know what this is?

- The teacher says column cuffs.

- Torture or sex toy?

Sohooouliditdofond himcolf

- So he couldn't defend himself.

- They worked.

The first blow was by the car.

A lot of blood there.

So he was walking in the forest,

probably to here, then back to the car.

- Alone or with his murderer?

- No idea. It started off at the car.

He runs away, tries to save himself.

But he only gets this far.

Here, he was already badly injured.

Every further step was fatal.

True wrath was involved.

- The weapon?

- Probably an axe.

"The axe in the forest,"

that figures.

- There's an axe missing from his vehicle.

- We haven't found one yet.

-Approximate time of death?

- Yesterday around midnight, I guess.

Moro than ononicht

More than one night

and there'd be bite marks.

Correct.

It was a full moon last night.

Ritual murderers like that.

- Why was he there at night?

- He's a forester.

But why has no one missed him

either last night or today?

Because Sebastian and I live apart.

That's why I didn't wonder.

We're getting divorced.

- Ask his new woman that.

- Good, we will. Name?

Natascha Schwarzler.

He's chosen to live at her place.

Oh, God, then it was...

- I saw your father lying there.

- Not my father. My stepfather.

Lukas.

- I'll take you home.

-Lukas.

Come on.

Lukas.

Go on ahead.

I'll be right there.

I heard.

It's fine, Mom.

- You weren't on the trip.

- No. Should I have found him?

What's that?

He was helping me yesterday evening

and cut himself.

Where were you last night?

Do you suspect me or my son?

We cooked, ate, watched TV.

Both of us.

Risen from the dead.

Insider joke.

Are you back?

Where you were, I mean.

-What does it look like?

- Just asking.

Me too.

These column cuffs.

What do they look like?

- The leather's old, the chain too.

- Exactly. Just like these dark spots.

That's blood. Several blood groups.

100 years old, I'd guess.

You'd guess?

See the black on the rivets?

It's a sort of anti-corrosive.

Smell it.

-Tar.

-Exactly.

It's not done that way anymore.

That's really old.

Historic. Original.

Historical custom.

They look like dice-throwers.

Yes. Someone went to a lot

of trouble.

I guess.

I think she's asleep.

I gave her something to calm her down.

She needed it.

Because it's not her first loss?

Her husband, Noah Schwarzler,

left without a trace

three years ago, right?

You can't imagine

what a dreadful time that was for us.

For Natascha.

-I can.

-You can?

But your sister rallied.

She worked day and night

after Noah disappeared.

- To repress her feelings.

- Classic pattern.

Natascha is an architect.

Self-employed.

So there was no one to call time

after eight hours.

- But then she fell in love again.

-Mr.Weidinger.

She was blossoming with Sebastian.

And now this.

What more must my sister go through?

I have to speak to her.

Great.

Where can I find your sister?

Mrs.Schwarzler?

There are signs of a ritual motive.

His hands were bound.

Did he have an appointment

that evening, in the forest perhaps?

Was he in conflict with anyone?

Sebastian fought with his wife.

Because of the firm.

And with his stepson.

Because of my car.

Your car?

Yourcar?

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Column cuff walk

You read up on it.

On the column cuff walk.

My craft is historical.

How did you come across this story?

Everyone around here knows it.

The neighbor's kids came home shouting

about this sensational story.

It spread like wildfire.

Where did you get it?

- Local history museum.

-OK.

I see.

Sebastian and his stepson

never really got along.

Lukas hated him.

- Do you know why?

- The boy loves his mother.

He only ever saw Sebastian

as a rival.

It's not a reason

to set fire to a car. Is it?

Sebastian and his wife fought a lot.

About a lot of money.

Your car is totally burned out,

but you didn't report the boy.

Why not?

I was glad this game

of hide-and-seek was over.

Your secret affair

was now an official relationship.

He chose you.

Sebastian's hands...

they were bound?

Who would do a thing like that?

- It may be a classic murder motive.

-Which is?

Lukas Weidinger.

Aggressive young man.

Mrs. Schwarzler said he hated

his stepfather. And his hand is injured.

- If we believe his teacher, it's just puberty.

-Did you set fire to cars in your puberty?

His home life was full of stress.

No peace or quiet.

No chance to relax.

That builds up in a young man.

This helplessness enrages him.

The ritual was first mentioned

in the 14th century.

Aren't you worried

about your exhibits?

There's no Mona Lisa hidden here.

It's of regional interest only.

So...

I'll show you one of the books.

The leather chalices...

*#*

and then the path through the forest.

Here.

And there's another one.

Research shows that victims

of a crime or the bereaved

lay in ambush on the column cuff walk

and made the offender pay for his crime.

With impunity.

The victims were defenseless,

restrained by these dice-throwers.

Exactly. We have a pair.

No, you don't. Not anymore.

That wasn't here this morning,

was it?

No.

There's someone here.

Hello?

Hey!

Hey!

Oberlander.

Fear of heights?

POLICE

-Komlatschek. You're back? Great.

- Doing an inventory?

Barely away three weeks

and you plunder my desk.

- You even stole my cough drops.

-We had a cold.

We have a new case.

Perhaps a ritual murder.

Perhaps not.

These were much too small

for the victim.

- Nearly all his fingers are broken.

- You've seen the pathologist?

What doesn't fit, is made to fit.

Yes, but after the murder.

The fingers aren't swollen.

A ritual makes no sense.

Why make a dead body defenseless?

It does make sense.

But not how you think. In a different way.

Yes, as a red herring. To sidetrack us

into investigating a ritual murder.

So we're back to my suspicions.

An aggressive youngster.

Whoever it was

could run fast, Zeiler.

In the forest

on the column cuff walk?

The symbols mark the path

of the column cuff walker.

You know all this?

Routine kicks in. Someone

was light-fingered at the museum.

-What? Weren't they aware of the theft?

-Anyone can get in. They're renovating.

So no evidence

- I didn't say that.

Know who's doing the renovations?

-Schwarzler architects.

- Natascha Schwarzler?

Her brother Meinhardt Hager

is responsible for the metal work.

Wood for the construction work

is supplied by Weidinger's firm.

Small world, huh?

No, no. That's mine.

We didn't know you'd be back

so soon.

They sorted out my case.

It wasn't very good for my career

as head of special investigations.

True.

- Where were you?

-At Manu's.

-Last night.

- Delivering pizzas. On a bike.

- Like every Wednesday.

-You're lying.

I ordered pizza yesterday.

You weren't at work. Where were you?

Listen...

It'll be fine,

but you have to trust me.

Trust?

You said that before.

When Sebastian turned up.

And that worked so well.

I'm here for you.

You know that.

That will never change, Natascha.

I'll try and get some sleep.

I don't believe it.

- The key was under the mat.

- For the movers.

- I didn't touch anything.

- It gets worse.

Listen, Zeiler, I live in a bus.

- You're moving out and I thought...

-What?

-About trespassing?

-Well..

It's much too warm.

- You're not serious, are you?

- About what?

Leaving all this behind.

Your past. Giving it all up.

- It's not mine.

- That's crap.

The money's from my father.

He stole and murdered for it.

They were all single people,

you can't compensate anyone.

Pizza.

Maybe you could get it?

-Seriously?

-Yes.

Good...

- I didn't set fire to the woman's car.

- OK, understood.

You're not allowed

to question me like this.

- True. And we're not.

- But we are allowed to have pizza.

My colleague thinks

you're the murderer.

Great. So what do you want from me?

- I know how it feels, Lukas.

-Double cheese pizza makes you feel fat.

- I mean, when a family falls apart.

- I don't give a shit.

- Can I go now?

- No, you can't.

My stepfather was an asshole.

I just wanted him to leave.

Then I ran away.

H Whooaroc?

- Who cares?

- I know how it feels. Understand?

- I have pizza to deliver.

- Let's see that wound.

-What?

- That's my partner's plan B.

You won't talk, so he wants to see

the wound for signs of a fight.

Correct, but I wanted a man-to-man chat

until you popped up.

Yes, in my own apartment.

You two figure it out.

I'm going.

Cut the crap

and show me the wound!

Right.

It's a bite mark.

Yes.

From a damn mutt

on a pizza delivery.

So.

14.50, please.

Thanks.

Why's his mother lying?

Well...

- She probably thought like me.

- And wants to protect him.

Instinct.

Mothers and sons, Zeiler.

That's also special.

- I'll be in trouble about the deliveries.

- The cops stopped me.

Because of your stepdad?

Let's drive out to the lake.

To the shore.

So? What are you doing with this?

- It's garbage, too.

- Stop it.

It's all about your father.

What are you doing with it?

None of my business, right?

- It also says I shot him.

-Yes.

- In self-defense. What could I do?

- It doesn't say.

- Is that why we never talk about it?

- There's nothing to say.

- He disappeared. Now he's dead.

- I want to know what's wrong.

I'd like to have confronted him.

Identification is a judicial

formality and very quick.

I promise.

- Why do I have to do this?

- You're married to the victim.

"Married"?

He's not even wearing his wedding ring!

You see that?

And now I have to deal

with everything!

Mrs. Weidinger, I...

I need an ID

or the birth certificate of your... ex.

My ring, please.

Was that some kind of police trick?

-Absolutely.

-Hartl...

Dr.Hartl.

The teacher, Aloys Hartl.

-I got it.

- You know Hartl knows Mrs. Schwarzler?

Finds the dead man.

Knows his girlfriend.

And Hartl cannot approach

the blacksmith.

Restraining order?

There's rust down here, too.

- Ever fallen over?

-No.

Some scratches.

- The carburetors are a little old.

- They're the originals.

Why are you selling?

Here... present.

Drive safely.

As if...

You sure you're OK?

Better once you drive off.

OK, I'll be right there.

You can go now too.

Put the chairs up.

Next time, tidy up the material.

Mr.Hartl?

Oberlander, Lindau Police.

You've met my partner.

Can we talk?

Of course.

- That old story. That's ages ago.

- Three years isn't ages.

I wanted to get to know

Mrs.Schwarzler.

As one does.

Lying in wait, watching,

phone harassment.

No.

I courted her.

How?

- With flowers, poems.

- You wrote her?

- You may consider that old-fashioned.

-Or inappropriate.

I believe in the power of poetry.

Attentiveness.

I didn't know about it then.

What was 'it'?

That Mrs. Schwarzler is unstable.

Orwas.

'Not interested' would've sufficed.

But she takes a sledgehammer

to crack a nut.

Arestraining order.

Oh, please...

Downplaying is typical for stalkers.

I won't be provoked by you, Ms. Zeiler.

I know Mrs. Schwarzler

went through a hard time.

Her husband vanishes,

then she discovers he was a crook.

Didn't you know that?

Noah Schwarzler

was an investment banker,

and allegedly disappeared

with embezzled money or...

Dead. Officially.

Whatever.

She was having a hard time.

I was on the receiving end.

I hope I'm smarter now.

Don't you want to know what our

questions have to do with the murder?

This is a school. Everyone is online.

People talk. Constantly.

-So?

- They were a couple.

Mrs. Schwarzler and Weidinger.

- That explains a few things.

- You think so?

Lukas Weidinger.

That's who you mean. Right?

Yes.

I've been worried about him.

He's become increasingly withdrawn.

-Lukas has changed.

- His life has changed. Hasn't it?

Ateacherwho worries

about his students. Good.

A Or a toaoborwbodonouneos bic.ctudontsl

-Or a teacher who denounces his students.

- You could see it as relevant information.

You're not making up some motive

for Hartl?

Excuse me, Hartl stalked Schwarzler.

It's on the record.

Yes and he explained why.

Reasonably.

My God, Zeiler, the man's a romantic.

Misunderstood, but it fits.

Natascha Schwarzler loves her husband Noah.

But he suddenly disappears.

-So?

- Another man comes into her life.

Her next great love.

Also, gone.

I see.

But the teacher is still around.

Today and a few years ago.

I see.

Hartl couldn't bear

being upstaged back then...

Yes, and still can't.

That's even weaker

than my case on Lukas.

OK, fine. We'll look at the missing case

of Noah Schwarzler.

Good.

You went through Sebastian's things.

His watch...

his laptop...

anything of value has gone.

What did you do with them?

I sold them.

Sebastian's the thief, not me.

That's enough!

Let's change the tune.

When you say 'we' and 'briefly,'

it doesn't mean 'us,' but 'me,

- Is that all?

-May I?

You mean the comment or the file?

Noah Schwarzler, went missing three years ago

and was declared dead a year ago,

by Natascha Schwarzler's brother.

That's not much.

Let's talk to the investigator.

-Why are you looking so cheerful?

- Look at the cover.

Head investigator...

Great.

- Karsten Brandstatter.

- The curse of the cough drops.

It'll be OK.

Sure I remember.

It was one of my last cases.

This Schwarzler woman kept us busy.

What we did was never enough.

Do you think Noah Schwarzler

disappeared or died?

Both theories are somewhat justified,

Micha. Somewhat.

When it was clear

Noah Schwarzler wasn't coming back,

his bank did an audit.

-Allegedly.

-Allegedly?

It was just rumored.

The bank kept a lid on it,

if that was the situation.

If what was the situation, Karsten?

Not so fast, Micha.

I'm trying to recall all that shit.

Listen,Micha.

One million euro, from clients,

is said not to have gone into a risk

fund as contractually agreed

- but into Noah Schwarzler's pockets.

-OK.

The fund goes bust,

the customers' hands are tied,

The money left the bank in cash.

So they say.

-That's it?

- The man was pronounced dead.

You don't investigate the dead.

- Her brother has pushed for it, though.

-Of course.

Natascha Schwarzler and this...

- Meinhardt Hager.

-Hager.

They're orphans. He's the elder brother

doing his utmost to protect her.

That's right.

Anything else? You didn't need to come

out here for that.

No, I'm here for Luna.

She'll be right here, won't she?

Karsten.

-What's wrong?

- Sure that's why you're here.

-Karsten?

-What?

-No.

-What do you mean?

- No. No Luna today.

- But she only has school until noon.

What's wrong?

All right. He's a good guy, Micha.

Luna gets along well with him

and we welcome that.

-Welcome what?

-Please, Micha.

Who?

Kim has met someone.

She'll want to tell you herself

at some point, at least I hope so.

-And Luna gets along with him?

-Yes.

The two of them are doing something

together after school.

What's his name?

His name.

-Moritz.

-Go on.

Schlagel or something.

Yes, Schlagel.

If you want to track him

on your police computer.

You've done that already, for sure.

Micha.

-What's new, Komlatschek?

- Take a look at this.

- For your benefit or mine?

- I'm on your side.

- In what way?

- In suspecting Lukas Weidinger.

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His alibi is blown.

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Yes, that's'him.

On the night of the murder at 11:48 pm

there was a raid on a gas station.

Our colleagues went through

the security footage

and stumbled across our Lukas

filling his tank at 9:00 pm.

So no cooking with his mother,

cutting himself or watching TV.

He was out and about that night.

And he wasn't heading home.

- The mother is lying for her son.

- Like we thought.

- That's enough to arrest him.

- No one home.

- Phone location?

- Nothing on the son's.

And the mother, or her phone,

is in Sahlweg.

Sahlweg?

That's where Natascha Schwarzler lives.

It's fine.

Thank you, Meinhardt.

- You're not how I imagined.

- What do you want?

Younger...

That's what you always think

when you're dumped.

- Mrs. Weidinger, what do you want?

- Sebastian never told me about you.

You said it was urgent

and in both our interests. So, please.

I can't find his birth certificate,

so I need my husband's ID.

- That's why you're here?

- Yes, it has to be here.

Those candlestick holders are ours.

Then take them.

Take them. It's all Sebastian's.

I want none of it.

Papers, documents. It's all yours!

Take it. Shirts, everything.

Pack it all up.

- Pack it all up. Take it. Take it all!

- Stop it!

I want nothing of his!

Nothing!

Natascha, calm down.

She can take all his things.

I don't want them.

Please leave now. Hello?

Leave.

Natascha.

-What's this?

-It's not mine.

Hey!

Wait.

This is yours.

You want to lay the blame at our door.

You killed Sebastian.

What's going on? Go away.

Are you all right?

- It was me.

-Enough.

Come with me, Mrs. Weidinger.

We'll take a look around your place.

How did you know where your

ex was that evening?

Mobile family plan.

We all still have this app which shows

where the other person is.

Sebastian didn't cancel it.

You've known about the new woman

for a long time. So why now?

We own the sawmill jointly.

Sebastian took out a huge sum of money.

80,000 euro.

He told the bank

it was for a new apartment.

- Your joint money for their love nest.

-Yes.

What about the column cuffs?

What made you do that?

Adultery.

That's why most of the column cuff

walkers were sent to their deaths.

Everyone here knows

about the column cuff walk.

I was often at the museum

at one point.

That's true.

The building site.

Your firm supplies the wood.

Natascha Schwarzler?

She's nothing special.

Or do you think she is?

What did he see in her?

You wanted to take your revenge

on the mistress.

Nice little story.

But it's no good.

You were at home

at the time of the murder.

You ordered pizza that evening,

Mrs. Weidinger.

Here's the receipt.

You were at home on your own.

Lukas wasn't there.

Lukas hated his stepfather, right?

You think your son is the killer.

You're protecting him.

- Mrs. Weidinger, where's Lukas?

-I killed my husband.

- You don't even know where the weapon is.

- I do. I buried the axe in the forest.

Zeiler, a word, please.

Sebastian Weidinger's credit card

was just used.

Lukas.

- Maybe the card was lying around.

- What did he buy?

A new scooter with a rack and panniers.

He's leaving.

So we mount a search.

Where would you go

with a new scooter, Zeiler?

-Leaving?

-Yes.

You can forget your Easy Rider trip.

You're coming with us.

- I'm not coming anywhere.

-Are you insane?

- Put the lighter away.

- No, I'm doing my thing.

I've always looked after her,

but now she's drinking again.

I've done everything,

hid the booze, poured it out.

I've always looked after her.

I can't do it anymore.

- I can't do it anymore.

- I get that. Give me the lighter.

PostundGaren

Sebastian didn't realize.

Sebastian didn't know how she was,

that she drinks.

- Give me that.

- Go away.

- Stop this shit.

- This is where the break-in was.

-What?

- Yes, the footage is from here.

WNoidoa

- No idea.

- The break-in was around midnight.

You drove around last night.

You got fuel here to case the joint.

-Right?

- We didn't steal anything.

-Manu.

- Because the dog is inside at night.

Is the bite from yesterday?

- I want an answer.

-Yes.

You were here the night of the murder.

That's good news. The gas station's

too far from the forest.

The break-in was at the time

of the murder.

-Give it.

- I want to get out of here. Manu, we're going.

- Know what your mother's doing?

-Drinking.

No.

- Confessing to your stepfather's murder.

- Why? It wasn't me.

She doesn't know that.

Want to give up on her?

She'll get life in prison.

Is that what you want?

Stop it.

Give me the lighter.

Please, Lukas.

Lukas, it'll be fine.

It'll be fine.

The hot water's already off, I'm afraid.

Thank you.

Where'd you hide the axe?

And why?

Because of your son's DNA?

Because you'll have wiped away

his fingerprints.

You could've saved yourself

the effort.

It wasn't Lukas.

But he'd have liked to, right?

Lukas always knew Sebastian

wasn't good for me.

Your son has an alibi.

Not a very nice one.

But an alibi is an alibi.

We're looking for a murderer.

I need the weapon.

Hey.

Why are we meeting like secret agents?

I didn't want Luna to tell you, so...

Kim, it's all right.

Your father told me.

You've got a new man.

So? True love?

I'd like Luna to spend more time

with Moritz.

Is that all right with you?

Sure.

If you already know everything.

You smell like gas.

Kim...

Tell Luna I'm always there for her

if she needs me. No matter when.

We're talking about a fortune.

Think of the taxes.

- Nobody's demanding anything from you.

- I make demands on myself.

It's your decision, of course,

but in my opinion...

I want nothing to do with the money.

I'm sorry. Maybe you should turn

to friends or relatives.

Mrs.Weidinger thought

you can remove prints with water.

Egger predicts she might even be right.

Wonderful.

All that for the son.

I wish I had a mother like that.

You've gone slightly off to the right

of our route.

I've done something else...

found a new crime scene.

A real deja-vu, right?

At first I thought it was a joke.

The very same place.

Actually, it's all very logical.

The faults in the earth. Five liters

of blood have been spilt here.

- So they dig out the corpse.

-Correct.

All the bones are there,

but a lot are broken.

-And a male corpse.

-Correct.

- How long has the body been here?

- Maybe two or three years.

The clothing hasn't fully decomposed.

So two or three years back

in the missing persons file.

No, back to Natascha Schwarzler.

Sorry.

Thankyou.

There are x-rays of his teeth

in his file.

We're certain

we found Noah Schwarzler.

It's OK...

to feel relief.

Some happiness, even.

Certainty could lighten the burden.

At the same time,

you're ashamed of that feeling.

It's OK.

I can bury Noah now.

I can finally do something.

Any idea what he was doing

in the forest?

Did he often go there

or was he interested in the forest?

Noah worked for the bank,

as you know.

He was a numbers person.

Excuse me, I have to lie down.

Mrs.Schwarzler?

Did your husband embezzle from the bank?

In the same woods, on the same spot?

Time of death matches the wife reporting

her husband as missing.

He didn't disappear or leave his wife.

Was he also killed with an axe?

Points in common:

brutality and location. That's all.

All the same.

-But there's an overlap.

-We can eliminate the wife.

If your research at the time

was watertight.

When her husband disappeared

she was at a fair in Northern Germany.

What if the rumors were true?

And Noah Schwarzler put his hand in the till?

- He'd have made a lot ofenemies.

- He stole from the bank. Not from its clients.

The fund was bust

and the clients' money gone.

Does Dr. Aloys Hartl ring a bell?

- No, who's that?

- Someone we urgently need to check out.

In terms of overlaps.

- Thanks, Karsten.

- Take care.

You had an investment account

with Schwarzler.

- You lost all your savings.

- Yes. As did many others.

Yes. But none of them

have a restraining order,

- or lied to us, or told us tales...

- OK. Listen to me, please.

Yes, I fell for the woman.

Yes, I was convinced Noah Schwarzler

was taking money and would desert his wife.

Yes, everyone heard the rumors.

An abandoned woman,

disappointment, tears...

my shoulder to lean on.

That's how I naively imagined it

at the time.

- A bit calculating for a romantic.

-All right.

The restraining order was justified.

And this restraining order

was a wake-up call?

This was.

Schwarzler's brother is a blacksmith.

- Did you know that?

- Meinhardt Hager did that?

I couldn't report him.

Because of my restraining order.

Goodness.

What is it with the bench?

You made it for your sister.

As a safe haven.

For Natascha...

when Noah disappeared.

It meant a lot to her.

But not anymore.

As I said,she opened herself

to something new.

To a new man, Sebastian Weidinger.

How can I help Natascha now?

Noah was murdered,

so he didn't let her down.

Should she be happy or sad now?

About Noah, about Sebastian?

Where does it all go from here?

What do I do with her now?

Don't ask your sister

too many questions.

Please come to the station.

After you.

This way.

What do you want from me?

Take a look at this.

Is that why I'm here?

I protected Natascha from this lunatic. OK?

The police didn't.

You're quick-tempered, unreasonable

and prone to violence.

That's nonsense.

Not my words...

but the youth service's.

You and your sister's records are still

in the foster system.

- You always protected your sister, right?

-Yes.

- You haven't had a life without Natascha.

- And then she married.

Why did Noah Schwarzler have to go?

- Because he stole money?

- Afraid they'd both make off?

Did he want to steal Natascha from you?

Just a moment...

I love my sister. I'd never hurt her.

Never.

Oberlander.

Do you think Noah Schwarzler

was a scammer?

Did he or didn't he embezzle money

from the bank?

- It doesn't matter what I think.

-Why?

What Natascha believed.

- And what was that?

- She was always afraid.

Of what?

The fact that Noah was a scammer,

a crook,

and every possession, every valuable,

was paid for from stolen money.

That killed Natascha.

- It's a curse.

- You can go, Mr. Hager.

Your sister is waiting outside.

He has an alibi, Zeiler.

He was with his sister.

-And just like that, we believe it?

-- Komlatschek will check it out.

But for the time being

this was all for nothing.

You've gone to such trouble.

On the phone you said

your cat had run away.

Yes, from here.

Back home. To you.

You lived there before me?

She's made her decision.

You moved because of your wheelchair?

Well...

Well..

I packed my bag anyway.

I wanted to go.

-Where to?

- Around the world.

I wanted to hike.

I'd saved for it forever.

But traveling in a wheelchair

is a different matter.

I can't afford that.

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KOCHE

My little one.

- We can try living together again.

-Bye.

- We're talking about a lot of money.

- It's not mine and I have to get rid of it.

But around the world in a wheelchair?

Who is this woman?

That doesn't concern you.

Send the check.

Conditional on world travel.

Cill nov for it all

- I'll pay for it all.

- What's in it for you?

The alibi...

We weren't together.

Natascha.

Why did you lie for me?

Look at me.

You didn't need to.

Everything's all right.

There's a light in the house.

You...

You dare come here?

You asshole.

- We can share.

- Stop it!

Get out.

Get out, now!

Get lost. I'll get you,

you asshole.

- What does that bastard want?

- This is Noah's.

We'll tell the police.

Do you notice anything strange?

Do you notice anything?

What's strange?

Comminuted fractures in a line.

-By design or by chance?

-I don't know yet.

There's something else.

It was in the soil.

-What is it?

- Sawdust covered in oil.

-From a chainsaw?

- That's why they're so well preserved.

Trees haven't been felled

in the column cuff forest for years.

Strange.

Yes.

Where else can we look?

Hartl's not at home either.

- I have an idea.

-OK.

Zeiler?

Everything OK?

Youridea?

What are we doing here?

Hartl never stalked Natascha.

He just wanted to find Noah.

When his body was found, Hartl saw Noah

was in the forest before vanishing.

So he broke in to Natascha Schwarzler's

to discover where the money was hidden.

- And he finds this book.

- Yes. "Historical Cold Stores."

- I get all that, but why are we here?

- He needs a hiding place for it now.

He's got a boat?

-Yes.

- How do you know that?

- The boat paint in the school room.

-Don't you remember?

No.

Mr.HartI.

Mr. Hartl. What a coincidence.

We've been looking for you.

You won't be needing that bag.

Noah Schwarzler

Was always the target, right?

That bastard stole everything.

My money, too.

Everything I had.

Did you think he'd turn up

and run off with Natascha?

- That would've been a possibility.

- Yes, until he was dug up.

You knew the money

had to be in the forest.

Two dead bodies in the same spot

within three years.

I don't get it.

But Hartl isn't the murderer.

No.

There aren't many injuries.

There's just one.

Look.

The sawdust in the chainsaw's oil:

a felled tree.

- Noah Schwarzler was struck dead by it.

- So an accident, not a murder.

-But who...?

- Sebastian Weidinger. Forester.

Of course.

Sebastian Weidinger dies at the spot

where Noah was struck by a tree.

Which Sebastian Weidinger felled.

He killed him.

The very same spot where the tree feller

was murdered. No coincidence, is it?

No way.

He buried the body

and Noah Schwarzler vanished.

Sebastian Weidinger goes back

to the scene of the accident. Why?

Lisa Weidinger asked me if I could see

what her husband saw in the new woman.

Maybe it wasn't spontaneous attraction.

-Guilt.

-Yes.

He feels guilty.

He killed her husband, probably by mistake,

then looked after the widow.

But it developed into something more,

into love.

Yes, he confessed to her.

He told her the truth.

Remember the first time we met her?

The column cuffs.

-She said, "Who would do that?"

- Right. She was really surprised.

She struck Weidinger with the axe,

but knew nothing of the cuffs.

Lisa Weidinger put those on later.

Damn.

"My dear Meinhardt..."

Natascha!

Natascha!

She's going to kill herself,

to be with Noah.

With Noah?

In the forest, where he died.

The column cuffs walk.

You stay here.

Natascha.

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- That's her car, isn't it?

-Yes.

But where is she?

-We'll split up.

-Right.

Mrs. Schwarzler.

Mrs. Schwarzler!

Mrs. Schwarzler!

Hey!

No,no,no!

It's all right!

Let's just talk.

Don't move. Please!

Oh, God.

- Mrs. Schwarzler, talk to me.

- Leave me alone.

Please.

- I loved him.

-Noah?

Sebastian.

And he lied to me.

From the start.

But he loved you, too.

He left his family for you.

He took everything from me.

- It was an accident.

-And a lie, a filthy lie.

He ruined everything.

Everything!

How do you forgive that?

You can't.

- Listen.

- I can't...

- They call me for this sort of thing...

- Leave me be.

- I'm not so good at it.

- Stop it!

What are you doing? No!

Oberlander.

Pull yourself together.

You're my friend, my only friend.

Look at me.

Come back up, easy does it. OK?

Got you.

What's all this?

Rov

Hey.

What are we doing here?

I know how to get rid

of the money. Bit by bit.

And I sold the apartment.

Then I'm flushed out.

That doesn't answer my question.

Why are we here?

This is all that's left.

The boat's yours?

Legally purchased by mother

with money she earned.

1986.Verifiable.

Great.

You can live on the boat.

Even shower.

- You pay rent.

- Of course. As friends do.

It's nice.

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