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Kai! Are you okay?

Come here.

Kai?

Kai!

Kai!

Kai?

Kai?

No!

What doesn't kill you instantly heals quickly if you drink blood.

I cleaned the weapon.

You can Kill yourself now if you want.

Then the truth will die with you.

Or you take responsibility for what you did.

You've destroyed many lives... Now's your chance to save some.

The bodies alone aren't enough. There are no leads.

Everything they have points to our father and Powder Paul.

This other family, the carpenter and his father,

they will never stop killing.

You can help me find out who they are!

We will finish what you started. Together!

That's what you wanted!

This book with the rules... Do you have one here?

Unsung Songs

Nameless Poem by an Unknown Poet

Where is the letter? Wait outside and make sure no one's coming.

Where is it?

Why didn't you put it back? What's the point?

-What if it's real? -It's a prank. Can't you take a joke?

Nobody vanished during my time here. But you will, unless you do as I say.

Maybe you like it here too much to see something's off!

-If you don't like it, you can leave. -Give it back. Please.

- I must find out about Katia's fate! -You won't be finding out anything.

Cut the crap. You're going to get us all expelled.

What the...? Are you messing with me?

You're right.

I like it here. And you're not going to ruin it for me.

-This needs stitches. - I know.

I can do it.

Don't worry, I...

I drank enough blood.

Have you read it yet?

"The sign of his blood, emblazoned on every stake."

It marks the territory of a Great Hunter.

"Purity is king, majesty belongs to strong blood."

The carpenter's father... He's a Big Hunter?

Exactly. But I never found out who he is.

In 1947, two murder victims washed up in Krewlow.

Our father was supposedly 22, and a suspect. The case was never solved.

There was a second suspect. But nobody knows who it was.

There are no records, as if someone had erased all trace.

I asked our father about the second suspect, and for the first time...

...I saw fear in his eyes.

The second suspect from '47 is the Big Hunter.

"Dominion beyond all doubt is the Purest's mark.

Douses any looming fire before there's even a spark.”

"If the flames do reach him, he topples off his throne."

He has to extinguish the fire.

Otherwise he'll lose his status as the Big Hunter. And that fire...

...is you and me.

How will you go about the search for the carpenter and his father?

What about August Conrady?

I saw him twice. Both times he ran from me.

After you hit him, he spent four months in the hospital.

But there was never any fallout.

August has three older brothers. Any of them could be the carpenter.

-His father is dead. -How do you know that?

I saw his grave.

I saw your grave, too.

When do you need blood again?

I can manage. What are you going to do now?

I'll drive to Marek Gorski.

He has to be the one who told the carpenter where we were going.

And August Conrady. I'll talk to him as well.

One rule is not to tear the rules from the book.

You're probably not meant to build a pile of corpses, either.

Mailbox of Adrian Demko. Please leave a message.

Hey, Adrian. Has Marek shown up yet?

Get off me!

I just want to help you, Adrian.

None of you has helped me for 20 years.

-You don't have to start now. -Where's Marek?

No idea where the bastard is.

-Go away. I pissed myself... -Come on, Adrian--

-Leave me alone. -Come on now...

-Get off me! Don't need you! -I know, I know.

Wait, be careful.

Were you happy when I got torn up back then?

You finally had Maggie all to yourself...

You always thought you were better than me.

Too good for a life out here.

But you know what?

You are just as much of a lousy, pathetic scumbag as me.

You'll never leave here.

Your father, he did it the right way.

Found the only way out...

In the end, neither of us got her.

Goldhofer wants to talk to you.

Okay. You can come and talk to him tonight when we're done.

-Thank you. -Where? To talk to whom?

-Given your situation, it's hard to-- -It's okay, just say it.

We couldn't find any foul play. Your father committed suicide.

He was the senior officer here for decades. This raises questions.

You know what that means. Due to personal bias we must--

You don't know yet if his suicide and the case are linked, but... I'm fired?

- I could help. -You will. As a witness.

It's not just about bias regarding your father.

It appears your relationship with the witness Magdalena Kring

is impairing your judgement.

My things are still at my father's. Can I get them?

You have to leave that here. It's part of the investigation. Sorry.

It's nothing personal, Roland. Just doing my job.

Where is Mom?

She...

She left us.

When is Mom coming back?

Hello. Marek Gorski?

Marek?

Hi.

We met on the train, remember?

I'm looking for a friend, Marek Gorski. Do you know him?

But you've met him. At the gas station, a few days ago.

Polish, slender, 57", short hair, and a beard.

Are you sure? He spoke to you.

He even has a photo of you and the others in his camper.

Do you know why?

-When did you last see him? -llona, say nothing. Do you know her?

Who is this Marek Gorski?

We don't talk to strangers here. Please obey the rules.

What about Katia Czernik? A former student?

How did you get that name?

-The name's carved into my bed stand. -We bought the furniture used.

I have a good memory. There was no Katia Czernik here.

You have a lot of studying to catch up on.

-Hello, can we help you? -Just need to collect my belongings.

What are you doing? Get out. Police are outside. If they--

- I need your help again. -They kicked me out.

Partly because of you. I'm only here for my stuff.

I'll go home after the funeral. I can't help you anymore.

I'll burn Kai's files. That's all I can--

Roland. I need you.

I'm sorry.

That's what I need.

Just an "I'm sorry." That's all.

Or maybe something like "Roland, I'm sorry that I got rid of our child

without telling you. We'll talk when all this is over."

"We weren't honest with each other. We were young, couldn't handle it."

Something like that.

Is that so hard?

I had the baby.

A girl.

Haven't seen her since she was born.

She lives with adoptive parents in Zurich.

Roland...

Incoming call: Magdalena Kring

Pull over. Please.

When this is over, we'll talk, okay?

Everything you said... You are right.

We were so young...

I just couldn't... be a family...

I was so afraid of doing something wrong...

...that I did everything wrong.

I'm sorry.

I am sorry...

What's our daughter's name?

Vera.

Okay.

What do you need?

The second suspect from '47. Did you find out who it was?

That's the man responsible for everything.

It's been too long. Over 70 years.

He'd be long dead, or at least as old as your father...

-That doesn't fit with the murders. - I know.

I need a list of all Krewlow citizens old enough to remember that case.

There is only one person who's that old.

-Yes? -We need to talk to Wolfgang Jessen.

Already police was here. Mr. Jessen very sick.

- I already told last time. - It will only take a few minutes.

-Are you moving? -Mr. Jessen sell everything.

Don't live much longer, sadly. Wife dead, no children.

Mr. Jessen not allowed to speak for long. Five minutes.

Doctor says otherwise not good.

-You live alone here with Mr. Jessen? -No. We still have nurses.

What you want from Mr. Jessen?

He is bedridden for years and can no longer leave house.

Mr. Jessen. Police again.

You both look familiar...

You are Voit Junior.

And who are you?

In 1947, a double murder happened here.

Do you remember?

The case was never solved, but there were two suspects...

-The two Romanians. -Romanians?

Yes, Transylvanian Saxons. From lacobeni, I think.

You could tell by their dialect.

They fled here after the war and squatted in abandoned farms.

One of them even took on Kring's name

so they wouldn't chase him away.

-Arthur Kring? -Exactly. Arthur.

The Krings fled during the war. Never came back.

The one Romanian then--

Arthur Kring is not the real Arthur Kring?

No. He's one of the Romanians.

-How do you know that? -Oh, many people knew.

But we left each other alone during that time.

Everyone had their own problems. Just after the war.

Later I got mad because Kring didn't want to sell me his land.

-Who was the second suspect? -I don't know.

He left at some point--

Enough now. You have to go.

-What did the other man look like? -I said stop!

Never really saw him. Always had a hat pulled low on his face.

He didn't want to be recognized.

Shortly after, the usual rumors started circulating...

-You will leave right now, please. -What kind of rumors?

War criminals.

Most Romanian-Germans served in the SS or in concentration camps.

Was the second suspect named Conrady?

Go now!

That's enough, Maggie. Let's go.

Arthur Kring is not the real Arthur Kring?

Exactly. Arthur. He's one of the Romanians.

-Who was the second suspect? -Never really saw him.

Always had a hat pulled low on his face.

August Conrady...

Detention center

What did you do with the blood?

How did you drain it from the bodies?

An easier question. How long have you known Arthur Kring?

The questions won't stop.

You can put an end to it by getting this off your chest.

No point waiting. I'll let you know when we're done.

-I only need two minutes. -Not happening.

-You told me I could see him today. -What's your question? I'll ask him.

-The German-Polish cooperation-- -Yes, it's okay. Then you wait.

Okay.

Hey, bro.

Sorry, but I just couldn't do it.

Thanks for your advice and all... When it happens, it happens.

I don't care.

I'm ready.

I know... you're right and everything.

I see it in your eyes. You know exactly what I'm talking about.

Dude... Chill out. It's okay. I'm not your responsibility.

You shouldn't have come back.

Adrian... I was at Marek's but he wasn't home. How do you know him?

Coincidence. He was a seasonal worker on private farms.

But my father and the Conradys are the only private farmers left.

Everyone else has sold. So, Marek has worked for them both?

Yeah, why?

Whatever. Don't go to the Conradys!

They never forgave the thing with August...

They hate you.

August.

Do you remember who I am?

Maggie.

I'd like to talk to your father.

My father is dead.

I am looking for Marek Gorski. Is he here?

I am not afraid anymore.

Afraid? Of what?

Come here! Maggie is here!

You are not allowed on our property!

-What did she want? - I didn't say anything!

She asked about Gorski.

-Yes, run! -We don't like the Krings!

Stay away from August.

We have to get out of here. Come, now!

We'll call it a day.

We'll continue tomorrow. Until you talk.

Have fun.

And turn on the camera.

Don't worry.

Mr. Möbius, I don't think like the others.

I don't think that we are dealing... with ordinary serial killers.

I also don't think that you have anything to do with it.

I just have one question...

When we were at your house, you mentioned a "Little Hunter"...

...and a "Big Hunter."

Is this the Big Hunter?

Is this the Little Hunter?

You said we'll never find him. Does that mean he's still alive?

Thank you, Mr. Möbius. That was all.

Your wife must leave.

I won't talk in front of a sheep.

She stays. We don't keep secrets from each other.

We'll do anything you want. But please spare our daughter.

We could help you frame Paul Möbius.

I beg you. We'll do anything you want.

I will not speak in front of a sheep. It is not allowed.

I have no choice.

I no longer have the power to decide.

I've always warned you that this day will come.

Your son did this, not me.

-You can talk to them. -It's too late for that.

Maggie's life is no longer in my hands.

All our lives are out of my hands. You destroyed everything.

It's only fair that your family pays the price as well.

-What can I do? -You know what you can do.

Arthur...

The only thing that can save #me now is a Strongblood in my family.

Give me your son, and I'll spare your daughter.

I don't know where he is.

Then our meeting has been a pointless risk. Leave.

Don't come back here ever again. Soon I'll have nothing left to lose.

Hey!

Please!

Hello!

Where are we going?

To Romania.