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INSPECTOR REX

Hello, what's your game?

If you want to pretend you're Sisi,

you needn't hide from me.

People can do as they like, as long as they pay.

Don't look at me. Go away.

Don't be like that. I was only asking.

Besides, you're very pretty.

Take that away! Take the file away!

Rex! Come on, it's been a long day.

Obviously not for you.

All right. Just once, okay?

Rex, leave that outside.

What's the point? No one here does what I say.

Would you like some more?

Fine. No one's forcing you.

Rex, take it into the hall.

Franz?

Franz!

Damn stick!

Brandtner.

No, Christian. I'm fine. What's up?

Where?

Okay. Go ahead. I'll see you there. Ciao.

Rex, come on. There's work to be done.

Hello, Hanni. I'll be a bit late today.

Please tell Hoffmann

the Volkstheater costumes must be ready at 1 0.

And take the opera costumes to the cleaner's.

We need them the day after tomorrow. See you.

The murder weapon was thrust into his chest up to the hilt

but there are no signs of a struggle.

When did it happen?

Almost certainly before midnight.

He was killed in the fiacre, but not here.

The trail of blood indicates that.

The coach must have come some distance

and the corpse was moved several times.

According to the victim's wife it was his own file.

That would mean he climbed into the coach

holding the murder weapon.

Maybe.

Perhaps his passenger felt threatened.

Maybe.

Thank you.

His last passenger was probably a woman.

- So long. - Bye.

She says a woman phoned

and ordered a fiacre for a longer trip.

Pick-up at 9 outside the Opera House.

She didn't say her name but she sounded Viennese.

You wonder what local would want a fiacre ride

Iate at night at this time of year.

Good morning.

- Where's Mr Hoffmann? - In the sewing room.

Don't forget they're being picked up at 1 2.

Morning.

Did you sleep badly last night?

- No, why? - You're late.

I was busy. Besides, that's my business.

Very nicely done.

Sorry, but I'm worried about you.

You've changed a lot.

You know how my father's accident upset me.

When he died, my life changed.

Of course I know that. That's why I want to help.

I can cope. Have they come for the costumes yet?

- Mrs Reichert? - Yes.

My name's Brandtner. Thank you for phoning.

I heard about it on the radio and thought I ought to call.

When did you see the coach?

It must have been just after 1 1.

I work in the Burgtheater and my shift ends at 1 1.

Where was the fiacre?

Standing where your car is now.

I only saw her briefly. Besides, she had her hood up.

What colour was her hair?

Dark, I think. There was something sparkly in it.

Could this be what she had in her hair?

Maybe. I just saw something sparkle.

Why are you watching me?

What are you doing?

The costumier is waiting for you.

I give the orders round here. Tell her I'm coming.

I know you've been taking dresses home.

They're antique items we don't hire out anyway.

What do you do with them?

Is it part of your fantasy about Empress Elisabeth?

That's my business. She was, by the way, a splendid woman.

Your behaviour is pathological.

- Here I am. - Hello. Any news?

None of the jewellers I asked has made anything like it.

- Bad luck. - Not entirely.

I found a butcher

who puts more meat in his rolls for the same price.

- Great. - Ham roll at 3 o'clock!

Anything else?

One of the jewellers said

it could be a copy of the star clips

Empress Elisabeth, called Sisi, was so fond of.

Right.

I've dug up a postcard of her wearing them.

And I've even discovered who made them.

Them?

- He made 20 of them. - Who for?

For a woman a year ago. They don't know her name.

The jeweller who made them has died.

- Dreadful. - You knew him?

No, but we still don't know who we're looking for.

The file pierced part of the left lung and the heart

with such force that it even penetrated the third, left rib.

Any prints on the murder weapon?

Only the victim's, which can be explained.

He had a haemotoma on the underside of his hand.

The woman could have been pushing his hand away.

Yes... It's all very strange.

Knives, screwdrivers, files... It happens.

Sure, but this is different.

Our unknown suspect

had the same hair clips as Empress Elisabeth

and she was killed with a file too, wasn't she?

Yes, at Lake Geneva.

When I was a student

we studied the Empress's autopsy report.

She had a V-shaped stab wound,

which was only slightly more than a centimetre across.

Yes, but it was still enough to kill her.

Her left heart ventricle was perforated... Excuse me.

The loss of blood deflated the heart, as it were.

- And it stopped. May l? - Of course.

Any other known medical facts about her?

We know that she was always going on starvation diets

and was underweight.

That led to a state of exhaustion.

And she used that to avoid her duties at court?

Yes. She was the first person to be diagnosed with anorexia,

an eating disorder accompanied by hyperactivity

and, alternately, aggression and depression.

In silence and in darkness night comes creeping in.

On the far horizon the moon has hid away.

Night enfolds in darkness everything near and far.

The light of the stars alone glitters clear and cold.

Overall, Sisi was a totally unpredictable person.

Yes, and in that respect there are certain likenesses

between our suspect and Empress Elisabeth.

Yes.

It seems that the woman we're looking for

feels a strong affinity with the Empress.

That could help us

if she's drawn attention to herself before in some way.

We'll notify all departments and local police stations.

A lot of women relate strongly to Lady Di.

In some cases

they actually imagine that they are her.

That's not a bad angle.

If our suspect's affinity is pathological,

we could ask doctors or hospitals.

If it helps.

Stop, Marion. Stay calm.

- What do you want? - Proof you're crazy.

- Give me the camera. - No.

- Give it to me. - You need help.

I'll live as I please!

You're crazy.

I don't believe it.

Coachman killed

- Would you like a coffee? - Please. Milk and sugar.

Hello.

- Can I help you? - You won't believe this...

I just saw Empress Elisabeth riding in Laxenburg Park.

- Have you been drinking? - No. It's true.

She was riding side-saddle, dressed in black

just like Sisi.

What can I do about it? It's not illegal.

She must be crazy. Anything could happen.

Look, go home and get a good night's sleep.

You may yet be sorry you didn't believe me.

Good night.

If she was Sisi, I'm Emperor Franz Josef.

Trouble?

A man said he saw Sisi riding in the park.

- Where is he? - Why?

There was a fax

about a murder suspect who dresses up as Sisi.

I hope I can still catch him.

I see as well as I did 20 years ago.

I've never needed glasses.

No one doubts you.

If I hadn't seen her so clearly,

could I have described her?

We're really grateful to you.

You said she disappeared into the park?

She galloped off like a mad thing.

Excuse me, are there any stables near here?

Yes, several.

I've got a visitor. See you later.

My name's Brandtner. We spoke on the phone.

I'm Anna Dohr.

- Does my dog bother you? - No. I like dogs.

A few of our riders bring their dogs along too.

After you called me, I went into the stables.

It's true. One of the horses was ridden last night.

- Whose horse was it? - Mine. Look...

The lock's been broken.

That wouldn't have been difficult.

Would you hear if someone took a horse out?

I live 500 metres over there. I couldn't possibly hear.

This is my horse.

It can be ridden side-saddle?

Yes. Not many horses are trained to do it.

The woman who broke in last night

must know the stables well.

A lot of women hire horses from us.

She probably rode here once.

Here we keep all the saddles,

the side-saddles too.

The witness said

the woman was a very good rider.

Isn't riding side-saddle unusual?

Yes, but a few people can do it.

How many women in Vienna know how to do it well?

There must be about 20 to 30.

Hi, Hanni. It's me. I'm not coming in today.

I don't feel very well.

I'm fine. I just need some rest.

When does she normally come to the stables?

Yes.

No, I don't want to learn to ride side-saddle.

Thank you. Goodbye.

Can you describe her?

Kunz. Police.

No, I can't prove I'm from the police.

But there's a simple solution.

You can get f...

full proof if you ring...

They hung up.

Good work, Fritz. I'm going to the riding club.

Yes.

Thanks.

Goodbye, Mr Hoffmann. Have a nice evening.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Ms Hirsch?

May I have a word? I'm from the police.

Have I done anything wrong?

That's what I want to know.

Sorry, but where were you last night and the night before?

Riding.

- Where? - In London.

There was a big show. I got back this morning.

The manager said you give lessons.

Side-saddle too?

Yes, it's right back in fashion.

Can you remember a pupil,

20 to 25 years old,

1 70cm tall, long dark hair?

My pupils are younger. They're 20 at the most.

It's quite likely she talked about Empress Elisabeth.

About a year ago I had a pupil who fits your description.

She wanted to ride as well as Sisi.

She could too, in the end.

Anything else?

She didn't join the club and spoke little about herself.

All I know is that she was called Marion.

Come.

Marion?

Marion?

This is Empress Elisabeth's bedroom.

It has been preserved in its original condition.

Excuse me. Excuse me, ladies.

That was Sisi's bed.

Before she went to bed,

she let down her knee-length hair,

combed it for a long time

and lay down with her head on a bolster,

fanning her hair out on both sides

to avoid damaging it.

Our tour is over at this point.

Thank you for your attention. Goodbye.

Goodbye. Thank you.

Goodbye. Keep to the right. The exit is to your right.

Thank you for your attention.

Goodbye.

Her first name is probably Marion.

Think of the lengths she went to

to go riding in Laxenburg Park like Empress Elisabeth.

And that's the reason I surmise

she may have frequented Sisi's favourite haunts before.

- So we start asking around? - You got it.

Somewhere like Sch�nbrunn Palace

gets 1.5 million visitors per year.

- She'll be hard to find. - That's your job.

- Help him, please. - I think it's a waste of time.

Has anyone got a better idea?

No?

Did you know that Sisi identified with Titania

in A Midsummer Night's Dream?

You didn't?

You don't care much either, do you?

I thought not.

Thanks, but I can't sleep. I've got to research this.

Titania...

I won't often be able to come here again.

I'll dream of you.

Hey, give it to me. Give it to me! Come on, Rex.

Rex... Iet me go on reading.

Thank you.

Look at the book now!

Yes, all right.

They're deer, Rex.

Any regular female visitors?

Several come regularly.

Do you remember a woman

about 30 years old, 1 70cm tall, long dark hair?

There's one who comes quite often.

She won't look at you.

I mean, she actually turns away.

Is there anything special about her clothes?

Her clothes?

She wears a black coat with a hood

and old-fashioned clothes underneath.

Don't touch anything!

I've brought rubber gloves with me.

Tell me... when was she last here?

Yesterday.

I can't imagine how that got there.

- I can. - How?

She spent the night here.

The entrance is locked.

Yes, but it's not very difficult.

She joins the last tour of the day,

hides, is locked in

and leaves with the first tour next day.

Alex owes us a ham roll for that.

Of course no one stands out from all those visitors.

Wimmer will have had the same problem.

Isn't there a patisserie Sisi used to go to?

I don't know.

- Why? - I'd like to check it out.

Good idea.

The man who saw her riding said something about a costume

and the tour guide did too.

Of course it's possible she sews her own

but what if she doesn't?

Maybe she has them made.

Yes, but what dressmaker can still sew that stuff?

I'll look.

Right. Q, R, S...

Where is it?

But just suppose she hires them.

Austria's oldest costume hire

You went into my flat and broke into a room.

I was worried. You didn't answer the phone.

I called a few times and then I drove over.

My private life is nobody else's business.

I'm not so sure.

Have you read about the murdered coachman?

A woman was seen with a silver clip.

You match the description.

You're crazy. You can't run the company.

Sign the business over to me or I'll go to the police.

I've drawn up a contract.

So that's what you want.

Your father promised to make me a partner

but he died before he could do it.

Marion!

Hi.

The riding teacher told me

that one of her pupils was called Marion.

Here's a costume hire place run by a Marion Gruber.

- What if it's a coincidence? - We'll try the other agencies.

It won't work the way you think.

Take your pick... asylum or jail.

I'm not mad. I didn't do anything.

Didn't you?

You killed someone.

Stop! Police!

- He's alive. - I'll call an ambulance.

Come out.

Go away. I don't wish to speak to you.

You'll have to. You killed someone.

I had nothing to do with it. It was just a bad dream.

I'm afraid it wasn't. Come on.

You can't give me orders.

En garde!

En garde!

Stop it. It's useless.

When I was little, I'd try on the costumes.

- I was the princess. - Yes.

Come on.

I know you didn't mean to kill anyone.

- What's the big hurry? - I don't know.

A corpse can't run away.

- Where's the body? - This way, Dr Graf.

Hello, Mr Brandtner.

For he's a jolly good fellow...

No, it's not on.

To have me fetched in a patrol car for this!

But I must admit that never before on my birthday

has anyone made me quite so happy.

Thank you.

- Many happy returns, Dr Graf. - Dr Graf...

- Dr Graf, all the best. - Thanks.

Let's drop the Dr Graf bit.

After all this time we should use first names.

I'm Leo. Hello, Alex.

Hello, Christian. Hello, Fritz.

Cheers.

Yes, Rex...

you and I have been on first-name terms for ages.