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DAY 0

Hey, what's up?

Chris.

You have to pick me up.

Right now.

What, now? I thought you had a match.

I have to do something, and I need reinforcements.

Now.

Reinforcements?

Chris, don't mess with me. This is serious.

I need you to do this for me. Now.

Is everything okay?

Meet me behind the Kapitän in 20 minutes. I'll be waiting.

Lukas, what--

- No prob. - I'll be quick.

Hey, Grandma. I have to head out for a few hours.

- Did you take your pills? - What?

The doctor said take two every day. Did you take them?

Oh, I don't remember.

Don't worry.

Let's just take these ones then.

- Okay? - Yes.

Here. Have some water.

Doesn't taste good, huh?

You're a good boy, Christopher.

Don't watch too much TV, okay?

I love you.

You're my daughter!

It's the same shit every day with this woman! I'm sick of it!

My grandpa loved birds.

More than people,

more than his wife, more than his children.

Probably more than his grandkids.

Although he really liked me.

My grandpa's favorite bird was the common redstart.

That bird is very hard to find. But it's not impossible.

And Grandpa thought that's exactly how a favorite bird has to be.

- Dang, watch out! - Oh, my God.

- I'm sorry. - No, no, no!

That makes sense.

A four-colored flower-pecker as a favorite bird would make no sense.

Leave it! Just leave it!

You'd never see one in your life.

And vice versa, why would you have a sparrow as your favorite bird?

Where's the fun in that?

The redstart is the perfect middle ground.

Superstitious Finns believe that the redstart is an omen of death.

But Grandpa said it's way too beautiful to bring bad luck.

- Dude, what are we doing out here? - Shut up and don't ask questions.

And turn that shit off.

No wonder you can't get a girl.

WANDA + GRANDPA

Grandpa always said that when he dies,

he will come back as a redstart and make sure

nothing happens to me.

BIRD-WATCHING - H. SCHÄFER

Happy Nuppelwocken Night, Grandpa.

No way.

Hello, you.

Grandpa?

Is that you?

One Eurasian redstart.

I have to take a picture of you.

Oh, no.

Oh, man.

Shit.

Chris!

Come on! Grab her! Let's go! Go!

The van is registered to Dominik Bartels?

- Yes. - And he reported it as stolen?

DAY 97

Not that I know of.

That certainly fits in with the theory of animal smuggling.

Are there any fingerprints?

All wiped away.

So yesterday we see Bartels defecating behind a rosebush.

And today we find his van crashed into your beloved Nippel--

- Nuppel. - Wocken.

Nuppelwocken.

Maybe

he was caught short again?

Carlotta?

Carlotta?

Carlotta!

Oh, sorry. My mind was somewhere else.

Yes.

You were saying that today is your father's birthday?

Yes, that's right.

He would have been 88.

He died three years ago.

I've been thinking about him a lot lately.

He and Wanda,

they were like two peas in a pod, ever since she was tiny.

They would just go off and disappear for hours.

He was very into nature and all that.

He would have known what to do with everything that's going on.

That's the kind of man he was.

He always had an answer.

He was unwavering.

I didn't realize for a long time how strong that made me.

To know he was there.

Until one day he wasn't there anymore.

And how does that make you reflect on Dedo as a father?

Honestly? Sometimes I worry whether Wanda had that.

That kind of safe foundation.

I mean, Dedo adores her, of course, but sometimes...

Well, sometimes, he's just a bit of an idiot.

He goofs around, he never takes anything seriously.

So then I try to give her that strength...

myself.

But then I just end up coming across as this hard-ass.

They say you see a person's true nature in times of crisis.

But I guess I'm still waiting.

I'm waiting for Dedo to truly take responsibility.

Dad? What are you doing out here?

Nothing.

I have to show you something.

Well, I took another look at the thermal images we took

and saw a strange hot spot.

What's that smell? It's musky?

Are you wearing aftershave?

Just a little cologne.

Cologne? Oh, right.

It's your computer games party.

Wait... there's not a girl going, is there?

Although, I can't imagine many girls go to these things, right?

It's just a bunch of nerds.

Not that girls can't be nerds too, of course,

and I don't mean that you're a nerd, by the way,

because I think you're the coolest cat on the--

The hot spot?

Yes.

So I looked at the thermal images of the houses on the edge of the forest again.

And there's a hot spot like from a house.

But if you compare it with the map,

there's no house there.

The hot spot is next to a house, in the yard, where there is no house.

That means someone must have built a secret room under their backyard.

Who built a secret room?

- Dad and I found a strange hot spot... - Here.

...with the drone.

The Dark House?

What is that smell?

- Is that tonka bean? - I have to go.

Don't wait up.

What's that?

I removed the bugs at the Roth residence.

Maybe we can reuse them.

You came back pretty late last night.

I didn't hear you come in.

No?

What were you doing?

Oh, well, we--

We tried out the new drone again.

Yes. We must have lost track of time.

Right.

What's the Dark House?

Yeah, right.

It's some creepy house on Forststraße. And apparently,

there are some wild theories floating around about it on the web.

Oh, that really is creepy.

- Yes. We should stop by there. - Absolutely.

- May I come in? - Of course.

All right. Here we go. Come on in.

And you think this other girl has something to do with Wanda?

Possible.

Your old friend Dominik Bartels had his van stolen yesterday.

Oh, that's awful.

Do you know who it was? Probably some kids, right?

That's what I would assume.

May I?

Yes, of course.

Do you know Harald Hessel?

He lives on Tannenring.

- Hessel? No. - That does not ring a bell.

- Never heard of him, sorry. - Why are you asking?

He claims that someone attacked him in his home last night.

Apparently sleepy Sundersheim has become a hotbed of criminal activity.

- That's terrible. - Terrible, yes.

And how is he doing?

He has quite a headache, but otherwise he's fine.

Thank God.

Can I take one for the road?

Yes, of course. I have loads.

Good.

And you will tell us when you find out more about this Lenka, right?

- Of course. - Good.

I think I'm pretty close.

Good.

What did she say?

Mr. Hessel was robbed?

Right, yes.

There has been a little incident.

Ole!

What's up?

Come.

- Hi. - Hi.

Macknife, can I introduce you?

This is Ole, aka Olboy.

You've met a thousand times online but never in real life.

Ole.

This is the legend himself, Macknife.

Also goes by the name Chris in real life.

- Hi. Cool. - Chris. Hi.

What's up, dude? Are you sleeping in here too?

No, it's just sometimes, if I need a little nap.

Right. A little nap. That's not weird at all.

Hey, man. You sure I don't know you? You look super familiar.

Yes, probably from the news.

Ole's sister is Wanda Klatt.

The missing girl.

Do you guys smell that? What is that? Is that sandalwood?

Shit, shit, shit.

DAY 0

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Stop screaming. Stop screaming!

Stop-- Please, stop screaming!

Please, please. I have to think!

Stop it!

What?

Are you trying to say something?

I can't understand you. Your mouth is taped shut!

What are you doing? Stop it. Stop it already! Stop!

Chris Novak.

How do you know my name?

We went to school together.

You were three grades above me.

We performed in The Threepenny Opera together.

You played Mack the Knife. I played the second whore.

Wanda?

Wow. You look--

How are you doing?

- I was doing great. - Yeah.

Until I witnessed a murder and was kidnapped!

Help!

- Help! - Wanda!

We are in the middle of nowhere! Stop screaming.

No one can hear you.

It's no use. Okay?

Who was that woman you killed?

I didn't kill anyone!

I don't know who that was.

I didn't know Lukas did that kind of stuff.

Who is Lukas? The guy who killed her?

Chris.

- I have to call Lukas. - Don't. Stop. Don't call him.

Chris, if Lukas finds out I'm alive,

then he'll kill me too.

I saw him. I saw what he did.

Please, Chris. Please.

Please don't. Chris.

Chris? Everything okay?

Dude, what was that?

Yeah, sorry. Wasn't the plan.

And what was the plan?

Just relax and don't freak out.

This bitch wanted to make a lot of trouble for a lot of people, okay?

Who was she?

Doesn't matter. It's over.

Did you get the other one?

Please don't.

- I got her. - Yes!

Well done.

That's my boy.

I knew I could count on you, cousin.

Okay, listen, Chris.

Let's be careful what we say on the phone, all right?

You need to take out the trash, yeah?

Just go into the woods, as far as you can.

Dig a hole, burn it, bury it. Okay?

I owe you one.

- All good? - Of course, boss.

She's all yours.

- I can even make the second half. - Good boy.

He thinks I'm dead, right?

What are you gonna do now?

- Are you going to kill me? - I think-- I--

DAY 97

You attacked him?

We had no choice. He discovered the bugs.

The police were on their way.

We had to get them out somehow.

Imagine if Rauch had found them.

I don't like this.

Hessel is an old drunk.

No one will believe him, and he doesn't have any proof. So...

And the stolen van, you don't have anything to do with that, do you?

Now what?

What?

Hi.

Nice house.

Oh, please. Not as nice as yours.

As far as I can tell from the outside.

What can we do for you?

We would like to do something for you.

Lucie kept thinking about your encounter the other day

and came up with a way to help.

It will soon be 100 days since Wanda disappeared,

so I thought we could have some kind of event to keep her memory alive.

And I was like, "Hello, Mr. Events Planner over here."

"Wanda Fest."

It's just a working title. We can still tinker with it.

We would organize everything.

Sparkles could perform.

I have this choreography I did for Lady Diana's death.

It would be perfect. Haunting, but also contemplative.

I could get the PTA involved.

The moms would all contribute to the buffet.

You could make your magnificent potato salad.

We just want you to know that the whole town is here for you.

One hundred days.

It sounds so much more real when someone else says it.

Yes. But it is and remains a statistic.

That doesn't mean anything actually changes on day 100.

Wanda Fest.

Don't you think it's a bit weird? Having a party?

Well, it's not some wild bash.

Well, what is it then? A memorial.

It's a Wanda celebration. A Wanda Fest.

Also, what is the deal with that woman's skin?

She has two teenagers, and there's not a line on it.

It's like she's been sandblasted.

And she smells so good, right?

Where are you going?

Right, I just need a few hours to--

Karl asked me if I could help him with something. Yeah.

I thought we were going to look at that house?

Yes, we'll do that.

I won't be long.

Rüdiger, open up!

Rüdiger!

That's not my problem. I paid for her fair and square!

Right? Everything was cleared up.

I knew it.

I'll call you back.

Where is she?

- Who? - Where is she?

Dedo, what are you talking about?

- What did you do with her? - What do you mean?

What did you do to her, you sick bastard? Tell me!

Carlotta has been defending you this whole time.

I knew you were a pervert.

No person in their right mind wears leather vests!

Tell me. Where is she?

What did you do to her?

What did you do to her, you ponytail psycho.

What do you have against ponytails?

Where is she?

Tell me!

I bought a tiger!

- What? - I bought a tigress.

On the dark web. For 25,000 euros.

That's why I couldn't lend you any money.

She was supposed to arrive here yesterday,

but the people I bought her from said someone stole the van she was in

and got into some kind of accident. Now the tiger is gone.

Now they don't want to give me my money back.

I know it sounds crazy. But it's the truth.

- You have to believe me, Dedo. - I believe you.

Really? You believe me?

Yes, I believe you.

Thank you, Dedo.

- What is going on? - What are you doing here?

Today is Dad's birthday and I-- I wanted to see how you were doing.

- Yeah, no. I'm doing well. - Yes.

Okay, one of you has to tell me what's going on. Now.

Rüdiger bought a tiger on the dark web. There.

Dedo lost his job and is spending all your savings.

- You son of a bitch! Don't tell-- - You're a son of a bitch!

So strictly speaking, what I did is not illegal--

Shut up!

Is that true?

Carlotta, it's-- I mean, it's complicated.

It doesn't sound complicated.

Do you have a job? Yes or no?

No, but I wanted to tell you. I just didn't want you to get upset.

Right. You didn't want me to get upset?

Yes, I wanted to fix it.

Dedo, when have you ever fixed anything?

Whenever you try, you just make it ten times worse!

I know! I know you think I'm always just goofing around

and I need to take some responsibility.

- And I want to. But I-- - What did you just say?

Did you listen to my therapy session?

No.

I didn't mean to. It was an accident.

- Do you think I'm stupid? - No, Carlotta.

I'm serious. I was looking something up on the map and then I heard you,

- but I didn't want to overhear you. - Wow!

That's it.

We're done.

Carlotta, please.

Carlotta.

Oh, man. Dude. Now you really messed up.

Shut up.

Dude, that was sick. I can't believe how quickly they wasted those guys.

Yeah, man. Just crazy.

Should we watch another game?

One hundred percent.

So, I may have convinced my folks to pay for the VIP package.

Wanna check out the aftershow party?

Nice! Oh, my God.

Ole, you legend.

VIP, baby!

Thank you.

Oh, my God. Chris, Astral Ambush.

No. No.

Oh, my God. What's that?

Wow.

Wicked, man.

- Hi. - Hi. Welcome shots?

- Yes. - Thank you.

- Cheers. - Cheers, boys.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

Hey. Start with a cheeky beer?

Sure. I'll get it.

No, no.

You drove us, Ole got the wristbands. This is on me.

- I could also-- - No, no. It's on me. All good.

Hey, how do you know Alex?

He plays soccer with my cousin Lukas.

Hey, I'm sorry about your sister.

It still feels totally unreal.

I keep expecting her to just burst into my room and start giving me shit.

Oh, so she was that kind of big sister?

Yeah, man. Every day, "Ole, don't be such a nerd.

Ole, don't fart when I'm in the car

or I'll tell Mom you used her laptop to look at porn."

No. She did that?

She was always a pain in the ass.

I can believe that.

She'll come back. For sure.

I promise.

Yeah?

All right. Three beers for my hombreros.

- VIP, baby! - VIP!

Let's go!

DAY 97

DAY 0

Grandma, I'm going to play some computer games downstairs. Okay?

Okay, dear.

What did you say, dear?

If I pull off the tape, will you scream?

Then I'm leaving it on.

Okay. I won't scream.

- Promise? - Promise.

- Where the hell are we? - My grandma's basement.

It was my grandpa's "hobby room."

So basically the place he snuck off to to have a drink.

But he's dead now, and my grandma can't get down the stairs, so it's empty.

- Don't tell me you live down here? - No.

I'm just currently between apartments but...

- Dude. - What? It's temporary.

And besides, I can look after my grandma.

She has dementia and she keeps having these falls so...

So what now?

Are you going to keep me down here as some kind of sex slave?

- No! - What then? Am I your prisoner?

No, not a prisoner. More like an involuntary guest. I don't know.

It's my first time doing this, okay? Maybe you should cut me some slack--

- I saved you, didn't I? - Saved me?

Okay, maybe not saved, but I didn't kill you.

- Am I supposed to be grateful for that? - I don't know, maybe a little. Yes.

Oh, my hero.

Funny. Very funny.

Thank you so much, Christopher, for not killing me.

Okay, you don't need to be a dick about it.

No, I'm serious. Thank you so much, Chris Novak,

for not murdering me and just locking me in your grandma's basement.

What an incredible act of kindness.

Hey, wait.

What were you even doing in the woods?

- Lukas said he needed me. - And you do everything he says?

He was the only one who looked out for me when my parents died,

apart from my grandma.

So, yeah. When he says he needs me, I show up.

I remember hearing about your parents.

That must have really sucked.

Yeah. It definitely sucked.

But that's the way it is. Life just sucks sometimes.

At least mine does.

- They'll come looking for me. - You don't think I know that?

Everybody freaks out when a pretty, white girl disappears.

You think I'm pretty?

That's not what I...

Stupid.

Okay. What would you do if you were me?

I'd go to the police.

Tell them what happened and that you didn't know anything about it.

- Yeah, sure. - I'm serious.

I know you're serious.

But sorry, Wanda. Your world works pretty differently from mine.

Why?

It means in your world everything is black and white-- mainly white.

There's right and wrong, and the police go after the bad guys

and protect the good guys.

That's not how my world works.

- I'll tell them that you helped me. - Wanda, you don't get it!

Someone like me doesn't get to walk away from this!

I can't go to jail.

Who'll take care of my grandma? Who'll look after her?

I...

I'm totally screwed.

DAY 97

Make that two.

In fact, I'll take a Martini.

Well, what's a strapping man like you doing drinking alone?

Well.

Such strong arms,

like an old oak.

You're so familiar. Have we met?

Not that I'm aware of. No.

Father Schäfer.

- You got me. - How are you doing?

Oh, well. Like always.

On the road, doing the Lord's work.

Oh, yeah? Last time you seemed to have a bit of a crisis of faith.

Yeah. Yeah.

It must be lonely, being a man of the cloth.

I imagine on those long, lonely nights,

you must yearn for the touch of a good woman.

I'm Anita, by the way.

Schäfer. Father Schäfer.

Anita

- Man, Harald. Again? - Yeah.

Your daughter disappeared,

taken by some guy, and has been missing ever since then.

And that is not funny.

Do you have a girlfriend?

No.

Is there someone you're into?

Yes, but that person doesn't know about it.

I feel you.

I mean, how are you supposed to do it? Tell someone that?

Dude, I don't know. Maybe you just have to do it?

You know, it's like when you start a new game.

You just have to jump in,

even though you know you're probably gonna get your ass kicked.

But if you don't play, then you can't win.

Just do it,

and if you crash and burn, you just respawn.

We should do it. We should tell them.

What? Now?

Yeah, crash and burn together.

GRANDMA MISSED CALL

Hello.

Well?

I have to tell you something.

Yes? What's up?

Sorry.

Sorry.

Grandma? Grandma, it's Chris.

Is everything okay? Did something happen?

Christopher, I'm sorry to bother you.

I don't know how it happened. All of a sudden the lights just went out.

Okay, listen. Don't worry, I'll head back now.

- Okay, Grandma? - No, you don't need to. I called Lukas.

- Lukas? - He's already on his way.

So don't worry, all right?

You enjoy yourself.

Have some fun.

I can't just keep plodding along.

It's like I think, if I just don't try, then I can't actually fail, right?

But that's how a loser thinks, and I'm not a loser...

I have to somehow show her I'm not a loser.

He's super creepy.

The creepy house.

Anita, you're a genius.

What?

I have to go to the creepy house.

I have to find the secret room, save Wanda and then everything will be fixed!

Anita, I really needed this.

Thank you.

Now who's going to pay for all this?

Ole?

You're drunk.

Ole.

Ole.

What an epic night.

Do you need a toothbrush?

Dedo?

I'M SORRY!

Oh, shit!

Dedo!

Lukas.

That's so sweet of you to drop by.

It's all dark.

I must have blown a fuse.

Where's Chris?

He's at a computer game party with his friends.

Jesus.

He keeps going like this, he'll be living with you forever.

Where is the fuse box?

In Grandpa's old hobby room.

- Okay. I'll take a look, all right? - Yes.

Hello?

Is someone in there?

Chris?

Dedo!

- Carlotta. - Dedo.

Stop this immediately. Come back here now!

I disappointed you. You're mad at me. I will fix everything.

Come back right now.

I'll show you I'm not a loser.

- Dedo. - No. Not this time.

You're breaking into some crazy person's yard

because of a bunch of rumors that don't even make sense.

Hey.

Let's-- Ouch.

Are you nuts? Carlotta, stop it.

You're being hysterical.

Did you hear that?

Yes.

Wanda.

I'm going in.

Wanda, are you in there?

Are you the lizard people?

Hey there, sweetie.

That's a pretty big weapon you've got there.

You're not gonna drink my blood!

- Hey, hey, hey, hey. - Stop. No, no.