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Previously on Babylon Berlin...

Mr Benda is not a murderer.

He's the head of the polit police.

No! Fritz!

Your Benda, those were his men.

Tell me what to do, and I'll do it.

- Fritz, what are you doing here?
- You're mistaking me.

Fritz, what are you doing here...

What is this, Daddy?

Else Kr�mer,
I'll be reading your sentence now.

For the murder with base motives
of your husband Heinrich Kr�mer

as well as your child Wilhelm Kr�mer,
you have been sentenced to death.

Be courageous and composed
in your last heavy steps.

I'll bring a light bulb tonight,
I promise.

Yes, alright.

Go on now, you're late.

No, I only need
seven and a half minutes.

- Do you really have to go already?
- Yes, I have to go to court.

When will you be home from school?

Six. I've got
Circle of Catholic Helpers today.

Six is fine.

For what? For the coal
that needs to be carried up.

Can't he do it?

Hey. Off you go.

See you tonight.

What is it?

That wasn't a proper goodbye kiss.

Helga, please, I have to go.

Helga...

Stop it.

Gereon, Gereon...

Not like that!

Didn't we want to get married
at some point?

Yes.

But?

Gereon?

What's going on?

What is happening with you?

He's come between us again.

I missed you.

I missed you too.

He doesn't want me
to play the records anymore.

He doesn't want me to sing anymore.

To perform.

But I do.

He got worse since you were gone.

Kiss me.

Not now.

Kiss me.

Morning.

Good morning.

From what we could tell

of the still identifiable remains
of the victims,

the child must have been
sitting under the table

while the Councillor
was standing in front of it

when he was hit by the explosion.

At the autopsy, a number of
bullet fragments were taken as evidence.

The inner organs showed
multiple ruptures, intrapulmonary,

partly caused
by the very strong shock wave.

Both victims died within seconds.

They never had any chance of survival.

Very well. No further questions.

The court is calling
the witness Irmgard Benda.

Mrs Benda, from your testimony,

the court hopes to gain insight
into the personality of the defendant,

and we are also interested
in your knowledge

of her contacts
with the National Socialist Party.

I don't know anything about
Greta Overbeck's political contacts.

For me, this person is an entity
that was sent to us from hell.

She's an envoy of the devil.

With a face of innocence...

...which turned out
to be evil incarnate.

We entrusted our children to her.

Gave her a roof over her head and...

And also a place in our hearts.

But she destroyed that.

Mrs Benda, how do you feel
after your testimony?

Are there any news?

All clues have come to nothing so far.

And what about the two young men
who incited the girl?

The National Socialists.

So far we haven't found them.
But we're not giving up the search.

You personally promised me you would
find the people behind this crime.

I know.

You promised me.

You can count on me.

Operator, which number?

Miss? Please connect me
with Wannsee 16-0-3.

- Thank you.
- One moment, I'll connect you.

Yes, hello?

Hello, this is Helga Rath.

CENTRAL ARCHIVE

Detective Rath, department four.

I need to see the interrogation minutes
of the defendant Greta Overbeck.

The Benda murder case.

- No, you can't.
- Pardon?

All Benda files have been
under lock and key since last week.

You need special authorisation.

By whose decree?

- Can you be more specific?
- Councillor Wendt.

If you keep repeating this insinuation,
it won't become any more true.

Fire was opened by the illegally
demonstrating communists on the police.

No firing orders for self-defence.

More criminal charges have been filed
against you, Mr Z�rgiebel.

Against me personally?

They are using the chaos instigated
by the Bolsheviks on the first of May

to start a smear campaign against me.

That's why I am asking you
to avert further damage

which your office would suffer
by yet another trial.

What do you mean?

Your resignation.

You are overstepping your competencies,
Councillor.

In the most outrageous of ways.

You are the head
of the political police,

and subject to directives by me.

And now kindly leave my office.

Recognising the sign of the times

is a virtue of the strong, Mr Z�rgiebel.

- Councillor.
- Mr Rath.

Chief Constable.

I have a request.

Yes.

Would you like a drink?

- No, thank you.
- Yes. But I do.

I was at the trial
of the Benda murder case.

The whole affair is taking a turn
we shouldn't be satisfied with. I...

Come.

- My circulation...
- Have a seat.

- Do you want some water?
- Yes.

I've weathered
many a storm in this house.

But this...

What do you mean?

That I miss Councillor Benda.

And not just as a person,

but also as a friend.

That's why I came to see you.

We can't stand by
and watch a fall guy be convicted.

A maid who was obviously used.

I need to question her again.

She gave a comprehensive statement.

You can't talk to her during an ongoing
trial, that's out of the question.

I...

I need your support.

Why are you coming to me with this?

You know who's in charge.

I don't trust Councillor Wendt
any more than you do.

Boss. Peter Glaser, resident
of R�ntgenstrasse 10 in Charlottenburg.

He's our man.

Allegedly he's not a gaffer.

- What's your profession?
- Electrician.

But you work at the film studios
in Babelsberg?

No, never been there before.

I've been working at Elmowerk
for 15 years.

But why do the film studios
have a personnel file for you?

How would I know?

We need to get the producer in.

- He can clear this up.
- We're on it.

Ritter is on her way.

And here they come.

- What was his name again?
- Bellman. The great Jo Bellman.

This way, please.

Mr Bellman.

Good morning, Mr Bellman.

Is this him?

- Who?
- Peter Glaser.

Hang on a minute. I know best
whether I'm Peter Glaser or not.

I don't know this gentleman.

Since when has the man you call Peter
Glaser been working at the film studios?

Only since the shoot started,
about ten weeks.

- Can you describe him?
- Red hair, strong, a strapping guy.

Hang on, I've got something.
This may help. Here.

The shoot of Demon of Passion,
14 September, Betty's birthday.

Do you recognise him here?

Here you go, Mr Bellman.

This one here. This is Peter Glaser.

This is Felix.

- You know this man?
- Sure, Felix Krempin. A former co-worker.

- Do you know where he lives?
- Somewhere off Kudamm.

- Henning, you'll get me the address.
- On it.

Mr Bellman. Goodbye.

Detective, I assumed I'd get the report
for the insurance today.

I'm afraid that won't happen.

- First, we need to find Mr Krempin...
- Yes.

Mr Krempin, and then we'll see.

Do you know what this means?

This is ruins.

For all those involved.

What are you doing here?

I went to the bank.

- To cancel Mother's savings book.
- So?

- She had 40 Marks.
- No debt?

That's good then.

Forty Marks?

In all her life?

I don't want any of it.

And the little one?

Not either.

I thought your eye had recovered.

You need to see a doctor.

V�lckern is in prison, they say.

And I can't afford
a different one, right?

- Anything else?
- Yes.

I went to see the neighbour, Cziczewicz.

She wants you to get in touch.

- Why me?
- She said she's got something.

From Mother.

Something only you can pick up.

- I see.
- Lotte, if this is something...

- something that would get us money...
- I have to go now.

Because if it is jewellery, then...

Alright. We'll see.
Come on, Ilse, I'll see you out.

Oh. Miss Spielmann?

I need to ask you a question.

Pepita Bar.

Don't panic, I won't tell.

Tell me, what did you see when
the spotlight fell? There was something.

Listen, this might be more
than a tragic accident.

What you say
could be of crucial importance.

So, what did you see?

A ghost.

Right. A person?

Man... or woman?

Can you... can you describe him?

What did he look like?

He was wearing a cloak.

- Miss Ritter.
- Yes?

Miss Spielmann saw something, a...

She saw something.

Could you organise an artist?
Question her?

Yes, of course.

If we have any further questions,
we'll be in touch, thank you.

Come.

And please check the orphanages.

- Mr Wendth?
- Rath!

Sorry for interrupting.

I need to talk to you urgently.

Alright. I think we are done.

Work lunch in the sun.

You could have had that too

if you had said yes
to internal revision.

Why are the files for the Benda case
suddenly under lock and key?

Well, the case is explosive.

The case hasn't been solved.

We investigated all the leads.

Nothing points to the National
Socialists inciting the defendant.

But why does the maid insist on it?

Greta Overbeck was seen repeatedly
with young Bolsheviks,

never with National Socialists.

- Benda had enemies in all factions.
- Yes.

But his biggest adversaries
were the Reds.

Ever since the first of May.

The whole city knows
that Benda and Z�rgiebel

were behind the harsh intervention
during the demonstration.

But clue leading to the Reds
came to nothing.

We did investigate.

Do you really still think that this
trial will reveal the definitive truth?

We need to focus our energies
on other problems now.

So do you.

Litten.

Hans Litten. Does the name ring a bell?

The lawyer?

The KPD lawyer.

He of the dogged kind.

With the support
of a few writers and journalists,

the guy filed a demand for prosecution.

Against Z�rgiebel.

For what reason?

- The casualties of the first of May.
- Is that so?

I've also been investigating
the imbalance within the police.

But the biggest problem
of our apparatus... is the leadership.

The Chief Constable.

- Yes.
- Why are you telling me all this?

Because I have a very
high opinion of you, Rath.

And because I wish for you
not to back the wrong horse.

- Have a nice day.
- You too.

A mask?

Miss, half an hour ago you said
stocking. Now it's a mask. What is it?

A stocking, for sure.

Alright.

Yes, a bit like that.

Where is your sister on such a nice day?

I don't know. Maybe she'll still come.

Well, she has paid.

Yes. The sausages are coming, madam.

Thank you, sir.

Oh, always at your service,
with my utmost pleasure.

Who's this?

A suspect in the Betty Winter case.

- And she saw him?
- Apparently.

What can you tell me about Tristan Rot
and Betty Winter?

- Nothing.
- But you surely you can tell me something.

What do you want to know?

Their relationship.
Did they get on well?

- So-so.
- Because?

Well, she wanted to go to America,
he didn't.

I see.

One time they even had fisticuffs
because of that.

She was crying when she came on stage,
her make-up all smeared up.

Done. Like this?

Should it come to light
that Betty Winter was murdered

the insurance won't pay a penny.

And then we,
and I mean all of us together,

will be left with
a good million in debt.

Which my bank will relentlessly
cut from our ribs.

I did this for your wife.

Esther, you're my sister-in-law,
and we are very grateful to you.

But not to you.

You should know that.

She wanted you to get into
the film business, but reputably.

- And no monkey business.
- Joseph, restrain yourself.

So, was it an accident or not?

If my word doesn't bear any importance
to you, I won't say another word to you.

You will find out
that we speak another language.

And then, any contact between my family
and yours will end.

Any plans for the weekend?

- Mrs Schwarzbach.
- Yes?

For you.

Thank you.

Are you nuts?

Arndt?

Took you for a deer.

You could have hit me.

No.

If I wanted to hit you, I would.

Do you know him?

Came to visit our neighbours once.

What kind of outfit are you?

- Catholic Youth.
- Gathering leaves for the Pope?

- What about you?
- FDAJ.

What are you doing here?

Hunting down you Catholics.

I'm in.

Aim at the target...

One line from the tip of the arrow
to the target point.

- Hello, Mr Neumann.
- Hello.

- Is my sister not here?
- I'm afraid she left about an hour ago.

- Never mind, I'll just have a coffee.
- Here you go.

Oh, I'll join the gentleman
in the back, OK?

Detective?

Oh, Charlotte.
Have a seat.

We've got the drawing.

A fickle witness, but she told me
a few interesting things,

about Betty Winter's husband,
Tristan Rot.

And we got the address
of that Krempin guy.

May I?

Go right ahead.

Pardon?

Something's preying on your mind, right?

I just had a conversation.

With whom?

With Wendt.

I talked to him
about the Greta Overbeck case.

I don't think Councillor Wendt
has any intention

on convicting the actual perpetrators.

We need to find a way
of talking to Greta Overbeck.

That's our only chance
of getting to the masterminds.

Congratulations, Lieutenant.

I accept the reverence, Colonel.

But on the scales, I'm the winner.

Which doesn't make the matter
any better.

You swine.

- Richard.
- Yes, Lieutenant?

Rub down the horses
and put them out to pasture.

Come on.

In court, the Overbeck girl still claims
to have been incited by my men.

Why is the Party
still involved in this matter?

We tried lots of things
and put the pressure on.

The girl sticks with her accusation.

A stubborn house maid can't become the
stumbling block of a national movement.

Benda is dead.

It's your move.

I'm working on it.
Miss Overbeck will comply. Count on it.

The NSdAP must be removed
from the public's attention.

As long as you don't fulfill
this part of our agreement...

...we won't strike again.

Neither against the lying press
nor anywhere else.

A hand is only washed by another hand.

Have a nice day, Colonel.

This guy Bellman...

He's a problem.

One we can get rid of?

First of all, we need to take
this production under our wings.

Bellman claims he has everything
under control, but I don't trust him.

We need to take the rudder ourselves.

I'll ram the rudder up his arse
if he doesn't toe the line.

Will you get it through as an insurance
case or do you have your own plans now?

Of course not.

But who would have thought
of a spotlight killing Betty...

The two of us have an agreement.

You guarantee that our joint enterprise
is insured.

But not if homicide is investigating.
This is a disaster!

For me as much as for you.

- No.
- No?

For you it's a disaster.

Because you tanked our money.

But there is a way out.

There is?

We'll finish the film.

Then we'll get our money, with profit.

- Impossible, without our lead actress.
- Find a replacement.

For the lead actress?
In the middle of the film?

- Ask your wife, she can explain it to you.
- My wife?

What does my wife have to do with this?

She knows how we work here
at the studio. She can explain...

Show me your hands.

Pardon?

Show me your left hand.

You know, I don't put much stock
in contracts and lawyers.

They only cost you money.

But I just want to know
if we can trust you.

If we can count on you.

The head line is very pronounced.

Someone like this should be able
to think clearly and rationally.

Six lines on the love line.

The life line,
I better not mention that.

But this one here...

It's very weak.

Tomorrow, the shoot continues.

Lotte?

- Do you think something will become of us?
- Yes.

What do you want to be?

We're nothing right now.

No, I mean something better.

Than who?

Than Ilse and Erich, like.

Anything that doesn't grow mould
would be better.

No. No, tell me.

Toni.

I'll be Chief Constable,
and you the top boss.

Of what?

Of everything.

Sleep tight.

You too.

Mr Krempin?

Who are you?

Berlin PD.

I have a few questions
regarding your last job.

Final stop.

Homicide squad,
what do you want from me?

Betty Winter was killed
by a spotlight that fell down.

- Yes, I read about that.
- You're the gaffer.

I duly signed off.

Cut the crap.

I wouldn't kill anyone,
least of all Betty Winter.

Why the false name then?

And why do you run from me
if you're innocent?

I was supposed to sabotage the shoot.

Cause trouble, but not kill anyone.

- Sabotage it? For whom?
- It wasn't supposed to be like that.

Winter wasn't supposed to die.

Who do you work for?

For whom?