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- Rupert speaking. - What the fuck have you done?

I'm in a meeting.

- The surveillance! We had a deal. - It's all wiped.

No, it isn't! They have footage from one camera.

Get the rest of the footage from the stairs.

- Impossible. - Fix it!

FACE TO FACE

What the hell?

- What's going on? - I talked to Markus.

- Are they looking for you? - I was speeding.

You lose control when you learn that your brother is in cahoots -

- with your biggest rival.

I think we both need this talk.

Take us to the club.

I should have known it was you lurking in the dark.

I canceled the ComTech contract. Liz, Otto and Markus have been pacified.

Pacified?

- What have we got to talk about? - Simple. What's your next move?

Why would I tell you?

I'm sure I can sue you for sabotaging my construction.

Blackmailing my lawyer.

Contract manipulation.

But I'm willing to forget the past -

- if you come clean with me.

Okay.

It was all very informal. Over a lunch.

I didn't know Markus, but we wound up at the same table.

There we are, Mallstr�m Construction and Lang Enterprises.

But Markus isn't Lang Enterprises, is he? Markus is nothing.

- He's my brother. - And where the fuck did that get him?

Markus felt neither emotionally nor financially appreciated.

I know the feeling. My family was a nightmare, too -

- but I made it to the top somehow. Just like you.

You know my brother better than me. Bully for you.

- I understand Markus. Do you? - Get on with it.

One thing led to another.

And I don't just mean bottles but also ideas.

- Suddenly I was helping your brother. - With what, precisely?

Oh, what the hell was it?

Was it revenge? Envy? Some kind of game?

How can ruining our company be a game to anyone? Who do you think you are?

- I'm just like you. - You're nothing like me.

Why not? Because you're richer, better educated?

I've always taken myself seriously and not acted like a nouveau-riche brat.

That's no virtue. It's a sin to be unable to laugh at yourself.

Perception is everything.

Not just our perception of the world but of ourselves as well.

If we can't laugh at ourselves -

- we won't give a shit about this planet of ours.

We'll destroy anyone who's not like us.

Right, we already did. Or rather your generation that's so full of itself.

Boo-hoo for you.

I don't remember whose idea it was, but the goal was to get rid of you.

- I found that very reasonable. - So it was personal. I was your target.

Yes, because you're a fucking dinosaur.

You're a dinosaur, and we're your meteor.

But Markus didn't set the meteor's course.

You set it in motion. You manipulated him.

You missed your target.

So now what?

I talked to Markus, but he doesn't seem to have told you much.

- I have Otto and Liz, too. - But they haven't talked to me.

- But they acted on your orders. - Come on. That's your contention.

I don't blame you for being upset. You'd taken care of everything.

You felt safe, and then you snuggle up in bed -

- but the next morning you feel that something is off.

The world doesn't belong to you anymore. It belongs to me.

You've always been a smooth talker.

The quality of your work is debatable.

But it's cloaked in nice words and sustainability reports.

I couldn't figure out how you could build so green at competitive prices -

- so I had some people look into your constructions, and you can't.

You're just as black as me.

No, you don't have any proof.

If you did, you'd already have put it on the table.

True. My mindset's been too traditional.

I've been waiting for the conclusive proof. I'll get it.

But that's not your reality either, is it?

Proof, documentation.

What was it you said? Perception is everything.

You present yourself as the prettiest peacock in the park -

- to win the public over and have architects and developers kiss your ass.

You're vain.

That's your weakness.

To sway the public I don't need proof.

I'll just give your dirty feathers to a few tree huggers and online trolls -

- and it'll take you a decade to recreate your glossy image.

Can you afford that?

Talk to me and I'll hand over all I've got.

Or else I'll post everything online.

- Why should I trust you? - Because I'm a dinosaur.

- Why did you want me to use ComTech? - ComTech is my company.

My ownership is concealed, but dig deep and you'll find my name -

- on some secret document in some secret drawer in some secret country.

Were you just after the contract? The profit? Did Markus know that?

All I've done is to facilitate an inevitable generational succession.

- How did you gain his trust? - Gaining his trust wasn't important.

I just had to make his role clear to him.

So I sent him to Liz and when he returned, he was ecstatic.

I suspect he's never won a negotiation before.

But he was all fired up and then we were off.

Won a negotiation? By offering her her own money back? Swell.

There's nothing random about you.

CEC Equity. The company in which Liz invested all her money.

- What's your connection? - It's mine.

One of my latest acquisitions.

Nice little business. Holds potential.

You were willing to let a company go bankrupt just to lean on Liz?

Who said it's going bankrupt?

Liz just has to think her money's at stake. Perception is ...

Well, you know.

And the contract?

It can't just be that you wanted to make money off of your rival.

After the final amendments, the discreetly adjusted contract will -

- tie Lang Enterprises inextricably to ComTech. Unconditionally.

So if ComTech stops supplying materials, we can't just go to another supplier.

The construction would come to a halt, and you'd slowly ruin us.

- Something like that. - But that wouldn't earn you any money.

And what would Markus stand to gain from destroying the company?

Oh, the goal was to get rid of me.

I'd have to leave the company because I'd be held accountable.

Great little plan.

Who'd take over from me. Markus?

Believe me, I have no idea.

And I don't really give a damn.

What's in it for you? Lang Enterprises will go on with someone else in charge.

Lang Enterprises without Holger Lang isn't Lang Enterprises.

And I don't mean to commend your leadership skills. That's just a fact.

- But it misfired, so now what? - I had no reason to think it'd misfire.

- We were damn close. - You didn't get here without a plan B.

- There's nothing more to tell. - But why?

Why not?

- Why don't you launch another attack? - You got your answer.

Send me all the data on your reports and delete everything else.

But it doesn't make any sense. How could Markus be sure -

- you wouldn't destroy the company once you had that contract?

Why would you facilitate a plan that doesn't earn you a dime?

What aren't you telling me?

Bye-bye, Holger.

Eiffelbar was Christina's haunt.

And those are your shoes.

You were there with Markus. You met her.

Is that how you gained his trust?

By helping him kill Christina?

Well?

- Tell me! - Okay.

I was in Copenhagen to play golf and met with Markus.

He told me about Christina and whetted my curiosity.

So we waited for her at Eiffelbar, but she never showed up.

- Why did Markus want to see Christina? - I don't know.

To see what you saw in her, perhaps. Why you'd leave your company to a flirt.

She wasn't ...

If Markus wanted to see her and he failed, he must've tried again.

Sure, he probably tried again but without me.

You followed her!

Maybe you pressured him to kill Christina.

We didn't go there to kill anyone!

He took a photo of us at her haunt. How stupid do you think we are?

Well ...

Maybe ... you got the idea to kill her afterwards.

Maybe it was a game. Was it a game?

You just said I gained his trust by helping him kill someone.

Look at the photo! Trust had already been established.

All our plans were aimed at you. Hell, we were out partying!

All our plans were about you not Christina.

The only thing we wanted was to get rid of you.

Come on, Holger.

You won this match.

You won. We tried and we lost. There is no plan B.

- Everyone's been playing your game! - Talk to your brother.

- I can't. - You can't? Why not?

What's going on?

Is that Markus's phone? What are you doing with it?

Where is your brother now? Well?

What the fuck is going on?

TYCOON ON THE RUN AFTER MURDERING BROTHER

He's dead. Markus is dead.

It's not what it looks like. It was an accident.

You're a murderer.

He fell because you turned him against me. Your manipulations killed him!

No, this was your doing, and you're not getting away with it.

I know what I've done. Do you?

Burn in hell!

You learned he was arranging Christina's murder. That tied you together!

You used his secret to make him help you.

Are you out of your mind? Don't you get it?

- What do you mean?! - Don't you see what this has cost me?

My company has stopped supplying a big construction site. People will hear.

When it gets out that I've bankrupted a rival, it'll hurt me as well.

- So what is this all about?! - About making Markus happy!

That's what it was always about.

Why would you want to make him happy?

It doesn't make any sense!

Because I love him.

You were together?

What kind of man doesn't know his own brother?

I did this because Markus wanted it.

I never pressured or manipulated him.

I helped him.

Why didn't he just come to me? We could've have worked it out together.

- You honestly believe that? - I'd never have judged him for this.

He knew he had my trust in matters like this.

You didn't have his. He told me all your dirty little secrets.

I'm going to tell the bank, the authorities and your suppliers.

I'm going to crush you! I couldn't when he was alive.

It wasn't easy to look out for him. He didn't want me to.

- You pushed him away long ago. - I've always only tried to help people.

If they deserved it, I helped them.

And now he's dead. Did he deserve that?

It was no problem for us. We thought it would be hard to get people to help us.

But they lined up to stab you in the back.

Nobody backed you up! Nobody!

Markus loved you but have you ever loved anyone?

Or did you just revel in intimidating people with your power?

Hey! What the fuck?!

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