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Molesch?

Leave him alone.

I wanted to offer him a cigarette.

You can't smoke in here.

Okay, okay.

ONE MINUTE OF DARKNESS

30 minutes.

Mum...

You can't just leave me.

Mum...

I needed to know.

I needed to know.

You promised.

You promised.

That's how I am.

What? Of course I know the colour of your eyes.

Blue!

What? That's not possible.

Yes, but it's not that bad.

Aren't you exaggerating a bit?

Very funny.

He's gone.

Perverse bastard.

Yes, raise the alarm!

Exactly. Next time, shoot him on the spot.

Charlie 244.

Yes?

The fugitive has possibly used a laundry transporter...

What now? Go, go, go, go, go!

Come on, come on, come on!

A white Benz truck, five tons...

Just a moment.

Ana, have you gone mad?

Stupid.

Get out of the...

Well, you can see...

I'll take all this with me.

I'll make it.

You can believe me, Mum.

I'll manage.

I'll manage that, I'll manage that.

I wouldn't recommend it. The laundry's very heavy.

It wouldn't end well. - Then what?

The containers are emptied.

So in theory, someone in a laundry bag would...

be noticed by this point.

Let's assume that someone hid themselves in a laundry van.

The van makes several stops, right? - Of course.

Is it based on weight? - It's based on filling level. Careful.

Are you okay?

...escaped from hospital in Dreileben.

Four years ago, he brutally murdered Silke Meinhardt

and was sentenced to life in prison

after a sensational trial based on circumstantial evidence.

Police are asking the public for help. Frank Molesch is 49...

Come this way. We'll go a little further in.

How did this cave

get its curious name, Firemouth?

Some say that this is because at sometime in the past

it really was an oven or witches cauldron.

In all likelihood, though,

the truth is probably much more gruesome.

Please come along.

We're going in a little further, okay?

Recent research has enabled...

...where a witch-burning took place.

A kind of pogrom.

After the Dominicans arrived in the year...

...that he wrote in his famous book

Malleus Maleficarum, The Hammer of Witches.

...to keep hunting the witches.

Thuringia at that time was a centre for witch burnings.

Since then, it's said that witches

have captured hikers who have wandered into the cave.

So, my good people, watch out.

Dinner time.

Baked beans...

with tomato sauce.

Stop. Stop. He's got down.

Come on, boys. Get over here quickly!

He's got away.

Shit, shit, shit.

He's climbed down with a rope. I repeat. He's climbed down.

Copy.

He has to be between pylon three

and the hillside on the Albrechtsgraben side.

Marcus.

God, Marcus! Are you alright? Say something.

Keep going, go! Just keep going!

I thought you were off sick.

I am. - Right.

Klausner wants to speak to you. He saw your car.

Then tell him you couldn't find me.

Think you can't be replaced?

No. - But?

I can't just sit and do nothing.

I'm not criticising your work. - Really?

Listen, there are two possibilities.

The systematic search for Molesch, which you're already doing.

But on that terrain, we're looking for a needle in a haystack.

Or, you can try anticipating his movements.

That's why I want to understand him.

You want to understand Molesch? - Yes.

You've totally changed your tune.

Auto.

B is for...

birch.

C for...

Cumulus.

C, D, E...

Lighter.

Moped.

E, F, G, H, I, K, L, M, N...

Q, Q, Q, Q...

Nothing to see here.

Who needs more? Sausage? - Yes, please.

I'll have a steak. - There's enough, so please...

A sausage, please. - One sausage.

Yes. - Great.

Thanks.

There's meat from the barbecue.

Hello, you're here.

Are you alright? - Yes.

Hold on a second. Tell me...

Do you think we can discuss it? - Why "we"?

Listen, just go to him and... - Can't you maybe...

Guido, I can hint, but it has to be your idea.

He's always so sarcastic.

Self-protection. You know him. Come on!

How's his ear? - He can still hear well.

Hello.

Taste alright? - Great. Thanks.

Sausage or steak?

I need some advice from you.

My advice? Eat the steak.

Fine. Give me that one.

Tell me, what do you think of my gym?

I thought you were broke.

I know if my colleagues and I had all joined...

I can see now that the town is just too small for two gyms.

But selling the equipment now would be...

Listen, this is what I thought.

I'd like to let out the gym.

To the police sports club.

Yes, and I thought that maybe you could...

Maybe. I mean...

Guido, can you take over?

FOR WHEN I'M GONE

Wolke...

So, you're Wolke.

Manuel, stop it.

There! Cut him off!

Cut him off!

Stop, or I'll shoot!

That's not Molesch.

Oh, God. This can't be happening.

Why did you shoot him?

He wouldn't stop.

You should've given him a warning shot.

He matches the description we got exactly.

That's not the point. You shouldn't have fired.

And you know that.

Bloody hell.

Wagner.

So, you really...

lived off berries?

And,

weren't you scared

of being all alone outdoors?

Did you ever think about giving up?

And you can really...

talk to the animals?

Well...

Can you really understand the animals?

Yes. Not all of them, but...

most of them.

Can you really...

understand animals?

Please.

You're a vegetarian too. - They were out of Schnitzel.

Sorry, that shouldn't happen. It's all the outsiders eating here.

You mean I ate my own Schnitzel?

You humour is famous.

I bet I know why you're here. The press was here too.

The press? - Sure. Escapes make for headlines.

Here. Look.

Maybe you can clear some things up for me?

Molesch? Why?

You were there.

I'm looking for a...

new angle. - Yes, well...

I'm no psychologist, but...

His background was certainly pertinent.

His parents gave him up, various homes and problems adapting...

What was your experience with him? - I had a lot of court-appointed work.

And they're all innocent. All of them.

But with Molesch, I had the impression...

Well...

He never really...

Not that he was stupid, but you couldn't reach him.

He let everything pass over him.

He was so...

Well, almost relieved at the end.

Know what I mean?

The evidence was indeed damning.

That video.

Which was missing the crucial minute. - Yes.

Crazy, wasn't it?

He was simply detached.

As if he thought everything would come out alright.

And it did. Maybe it was the best thing for him.

I mean, did you ever meet his foster mother?

Waltraud Schickler? No.

It's like they were married.

She visited me once. I'll never forget it.

She thought she knew his true self.

She brought a book, a calendar of sorts,

where every day she wrote down

everything Molesch had done wrong.

Like what? - Little things.

If he spilled something, fed the dog late, was late at all.

She had a system of sorts.

What did she think of the charges? - That's the thing.

She never doubted that he was guilty.

Hello?

Hello? Is anyone there?

Molesch.

Molesch,

is that you?

Molesch?

Molesch, listen...

I know you're here.

Give yourself up.

It's not helping.

They're going to find you.

Molesch.

What are you doing in here?

My God.

Let's get these open.

What is that?

Marcus, what is that? - It happened there.

One minute of darkness. I'm not supposed to show you.

You shouldn't be working.

So, get up now.

Honestly. Come on!

The Schwertmanns will be here soon.

I can't. - Why can't you?

It doesn't make any sense. Anyway, my head is spinning.

Whatever.

How is this going to work?

Is the water supposed to run all day?

You're working even though the doctor has strictly forbidden it.

You sit around and moan.

You know, sometimes, I also just want to...

want to just give up.

But it isn't possible.

We have to keep going, Marcus, the two of us.

We have to keep going.

Help me up.

Come on, Grandpa.

I hit your ear. Sorry.

Everything alright?

Have you spoken to Haugk yet?

Why?

Really, Marcus. About Guido.

You know I hate mutual favours.

It won't kill you to take him over to the gym with you.

I thought I was just supposed to talk to him.

Fine. I'll do it tomorrow.

Yes, I've equipped everything here

according to the latest scientific training standards.

For muscles. - Yes. No, no, no.

That's all for cardio. This is for the back.

Let's take a look at this one.

This is a lat pulldown machine.

Can you hold this? Thanks.

This is for the upper and middle back muscles.

Good for people who work at their desks a lot.

You pull this down, keeping the back straight.

It also slowly pulls the vertebrae apart.

That's really good.

Like this.

Pay attention to the stability of your body.

Body steady,

check the sights

and pull the trigger.

Keep calm.

Keep shooting. Finish the round.

Good technique. Concentrate.

Stay seated.

I've heard you have problems with your equilibrium.

I know from my mother.

I wanted you to look...

at this.

Do you know this man?

What does it matter?

Do you know him?

Isn't that a rhetorical question in this dump?

Was he a friend of your sister?

Friend? Well...

What then?

They had sex together.

Not exactly the same walk of life.

She liked muscular men.

Yes. That happens. - Yes.

How long did it go on?

I don't know. Two weeks or so.

He wasn't all that manly.

She left him?

Left? There was just someone lese at some point.

Silke could take her pick.

Got it.

Isn't that a beautiful view. Amazing.

It's a little vague here. We need the military version.

That must be Beerberg. Yes, of course.

That peak there is Meisenberg or whatever it's called.

Hello?

Hey! Keep your hands off!

No, leave that! - Excuse me!

Stay here. - Why...

It's the one off the television.

Off the television?

Yes! It is that monster!

Which monster? - The one off the television.

He's wanted. He murdered that woman.

Go away!

Go away! - Come on.

Let's get out of here. Come on!

Bread with salami.

Bread with cheese.

I'm coming home, Mum.

Come back.

For sure.

For sure.

I don't care.

Hello?

I'm hungry too.

Well?

Take it. - I can't reach it.

Have you got anything else?

Salami or chocolate spread. - Chocolate spread.

Fine.

Come on.

Who were you talking to?

I wouldn't go that way.

The police are that way.

They're looking for me.

Come on!

Come on!

Don't you want to know why I ran away?

Because of Claudi.

She used to be my best friend.

But not anymore.

I don't have a lot of friends. You?

Me?

I don't know. - Want a drink?

Stop! Not so much. Not so much! Not so much!

We have to save some!

For Aveniki.

Aveniki?

Who's Aveniki?

Want to hold him?

He has to go back.

Look.

It hurts them.

They don't have faces anymore.

I've seen someone without a face.

What? Without a face?

He recognises me, but...

But I, I don't recognise him.

I've seen two monsters here. They exist here.

Don't cough too hard

Here comes the coughing bear

With herbal coughing tea

It used to be open? - Yes, it usually was.

Not since then, though. - For understandable reasons.

Can you open it, please? - Yes, sure.

Can you lock it up from the inside?

If you want.

You want me to go in, right? - Yes.

This is a little macabre, isn't it?

Done.

Listen, if you don't need me anymore...

Yes. Yes, I still need you.

And the key? - Hold it for now.

Officer Danner, would you mind?

I don't understand. - Open it, please.

But we have the key. - Let's pretend it's lost.

Guido?

I haven't been working out.

See, I said we'd need you.

Cleo?

Police-chain. Forward march!

Keep the line!

Yes, we've got him.

And he's confessed.

Yes, I know.

We've been hunting the wrong man.

Anything on Molesch?

Fine. You'll keep me posted, right?

Okay.

FOR WHEN I'M GONE

FAKED PAPERS WERE NO HELP...

FURIOUS HATE OF THE WORKERS' STATE

Frank Molesch.

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Seven.