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Mike Gattner Sylvie Vollert Maxim Vollert

* Quiet singing *

* Pop music and voices from the car *

Out, out, out. Actually, one of us should get married every year.

So that we can see each other more often. Good idea, Mike.

Who is next you And who?

You didn't want me Back then.

And today? Don't let that fool you, Valie.

The decay has started.

You have no idea about such things.

Your brother knows a lot. It turned out to be a creamy cake.

* Dynamic electronic music *

* Growl *

Two gin and tonic, please.

I haven't danced to this since our graduation ball.

I should send him home right? It's totally closed.

Is that the big brother or the policeman speaking?

Both. I promised my mother that I would take care of him.

He's no longer a baby.

Look in the eyes.

So now our Sylvie is Mrs. Judge.

Are you proud of him We don't live in the 19th century.

Sylvie Vollert, not Ms. Richter.

She's proud. - We Vollerts have been lawyers for generations.

You are continuing that tradition now. I'm very proud of you, my boy.

With an honors degree, the path to the Federal Court of Justice is open to you.

I was only appointed as a probationary judge in the district court.

What do you think if we go to church together tomorrow?

Ruth, I think ... Well, we want to leave early tomorrow.

Thank you.

(Women sing) "Get married."

* Cheers, dynamic music *

Yeah, bomb.

* Lasciviously dynamic pop music *

Finn. Junior.

I'm leaving now, okay? I’m coming home late.

And how do I get home? You take a taxi.

Now, Finn. Stay a little longer.

Finn, you are a minor. You can't be here without me.

Please don't let the cop hang out now, Mikey.

It's for a taxi. No more alcohol, okay?

I don't understand why you can't stay here.

It's half past one, you've been drinking.

But not much. And we want to leave tomorrow morning.

Whether you come to ski an hour earlier or later.

And when do you make us happy?

You know, Sylvie, Ruth can't wait

to finally hold a grandchild in her arms.

One by one, papa. We'll call when we're at the hotel.

Don't break your bones.

And thanks again, that wouldn't have been necessary.

You only become a judge once in your life.

* Quiet music *

(sings slurping) "To the chapel of love ..."

Hey Ha!

About the child is not a bad idea at all.

What do you mean

Because you want it or because your mother wants it?

What kind of question is that?

Of course I want to.

And now we can seriously think about it.

Valie, why haven't we done this before?

Because then we wouldn't do it now.

(sings slurping) "To the chapel of ..."

(laughing) Hello.

Huh?

* Bells ringing, Finn is calling something. *

Horst? What is...

Horst.

Horst, now wake up.

Call the police.

He's already gone. - The boy is totally drunk.

He can no longer go straight.

Call to. They are supposed to get him off the street and drive home.

(sighing) Well, all right.

(sings) "Chapel ..."

* Sylvie screeches. *

Hey

Everything OK? Mmm.

Can you get up Mmm.

We have to call an ambulance.

What? Nothing is missing from him.

Hm? All good?

It doesn't even bleed. But he has to go to the emergency room.

We have to be sure.

Sylvie, no, I was drinking.

If you get the ambulance, I'll be in the shit.

Then we say I drove. That doesn't help.

Then they say I shouldn't have let you go.

But I ... I know what we're doing.

(quietly) Come here ...

Behind the town, there is a bus stop.

We drop him off there.

The next bus will take him. Until then, he's sober.

He has to go to the hospital. Now let's not discuss.

Let's do this before another car comes along.

Come here, kid.

Come on. Watch out, the head.

* Dark music *

Sylvie, please get in.

* Dull rhythmic music *

* Dark music *

(quietly) Hey, we're here.

Wanna sleep. Yes, you can do that too. Come over.

Help me. Got him.

Is good. The next bus will take you, yes?

Here. Here.

Then you can call someone.

You can do it.

His face is white as chalk. I would be in his place too.

Come on, Sylvie.

Sylvie, come on now.

You are so nice and warm. Sylvie.

Sylvie, are you coming? Sylvie.

Please stay with me. Sylvie, come on now, damn it.

* Tense music *

* Car door slams. *

Sylvie, come on now.

* The engine starts. *

* Quiet music *

I'll get on my socks.

Yes.

Until tomorrow.

* Cell phone rings *

That's right then.

So, where do you come from? It's half past eight.

Have you celebrated that long? Something like that, yes.

Good morning mum. Good Morning.

Have you been through? Yes, you could say that.

Like coffee

Yes gladly.

Well that's gonna be a nice wedding party.

Where's finn His jacket isn't there and he's not in the room either.

Then he's with some buddy.

Why do not you know that? You promised to take care of him.

Mom, he just wanted to party a little longer.

You look like you've been spat out.

When do you have to be in church?

In an hour. I will take a shower.

Do i still see you today Well, we're having a wedding, so ...

I was so happy that we were having breakfast together.

We can do that tomorrow. I'm not leaving until the afternoon.

At least eat the yeast plait, I baked it.

There's nothing left, I promise.

* Doorbells *

* A door closes. *

* Loud crash *

Calli? Hey mike

Finn ...

He was found at the Kälberwiese bus stop.

This morning when the first bus came by.

He froze to death.

* The mother sobs. *

Someone would have to identify him.

* Quiet serious music *

(quietly) God, dear God ...

My...

My ... my child.

* The mother sobs. *

* She stutters. * I know.

* Moving music *

(Mother) No Finn, no!

(Doctor) It's good. - no! No! My child...

* She sobs loudly. *

* Cell phone rings *

(Mailbox) "You have a new message."

(Finn) "Hey Mikey?"

(shivering) "Can you ... can you pick me up please?"

* Loud panting *

"It's so ... freezing here.

Somehow I can't walk anymore. Mikey.

Mikey. "

(Mailbox) "End of the last message."

* Moving music *

(sobbing) Papa ...

* Cell phone rings *

* Cell phone rings *

* Ring church bells. *

You take care of him, yes?

You take care of him? - Is good, is ...

Is good, is ... is good.

Is good...

Is good now. Come into the house.

Come ... come ... * sob *

* He cries. *

* He screams loudly. *

* Quiet music *

* Tense music *

* Ring church bells. *

Look, they have a night run here.

Down the mountain by floodlights

and downstairs there's mulled wine and midnight snacks.

We do that, yeah Yes.

Man, Sylvie. Don't think about history all the time.

These are our last days of vacation for a while.

Let's enjoy it, okay? Yes.

Hello.

Vollert. Hello.

A ruptured kidney? Yes.

Your brother or your son,

died from internal bleeding, not from freezing to death.

How do you get a kidney tear?

Um, a heavy impact or blow.

90 percent of the time I rule out a fight

he would very likely have more injuries.

No, more of a collision.

With a car, for example.

Outside influence? Yes, without a doubt.

I have already forwarded the report to the police.

You mean someone killed him?

I guess yes.

Calli.

Yeah, I thought you'd come.

Do you want to file a complaint? Or yes.

Do you already know something?

No

Here, he had it with him.

His last call was for you. What did he want?

I don't know, I didn't hear it.

A Mr. Baumgart from Gesserthausen,

he called that night,

because a drunk rioted in his garden.

The description fits Finn, that was shortly after two.

A police car drove out, but everything was peaceful again.

Do you have the address

Now, Calli, come on.

We are colleagues.

Dude i miss you

We had good times.

Holy shit.

How the hell did Finn get to that bus stop?

That's exactly the other way around.

Here is the crocodile, we live here.

Gesserthausen, where this Baumgart lives, is in our direction.

And Finn dies here, between Gesserthausen and Augsburg.

That makes no sense.

We'll find out, Mike.

No matter who's got your little brother on their conscience, we'll find him.

* Quiet serious music *

* Cell phone rings *

* Cell phone rings *

Ah! Ouch.

(Mother softly) Shit again.

Mom are you okay Yes. Yes / Yes.

Mom, I'll find out who that was. I promise you.

Would you like to eat in the hotel or would you prefer to go out?

Maxim?

I don't get it.

He wasn't hurt at all.

We haven't seen anything. There was no blood.

He was just totally drunk.

We'd have to...

We have to go to the police. What?

We have to say what happened, Maxim. Sylvie.

It's our fault that he is dead. No no.

Think about it.

Nobody saw us.

Nobody knows we were even around.

It says here

they assume it was an accident

but they don't know, no witnesses.

You're joking, right? Sylvie.

I am a probationary judge.

I'll take over my first negotiation in a few days.

If I go to the police and admit

that I am involved in a fatal accident

then everything was in vain.

Sylvie. Nobody saw us.

But we can't ... No buts!

When the boy died

because I hit him, that's it.

Then I'll go to jail. Do you want it?

That doesn't make the boy alive either.

It's no use if we go to the police

least of all the boy.

If he wasn't so drunk, he would still be alive.

He literally ran into my car.

But we can't just ... Yes, we can, Sylvie.

We even have to.

* Tense music *

* Soulful music *

* Ring church bells. *

(Pastor) Lord Jesus Christ,

you lay in the grave for three days and through your resurrection

made the grave a sign of hope for us.

We lay the body of your servant Finn in this grave

and ask you, since he has come to the end,

let him look in your face now,

forever, amen.

You were baptized in water and the Holy Spirit.

The Lord complete in you what he began in baptism.

* Soulful music *

* Soulful music and singing *

* Calm monotonous music *

* Church tower clock strikes once. *

The Krollmanns have also agreed.

We can't turn people into ... Sylvie.

What should we do? Wall us in?

The invitations are out. We no longer cancel the meal.

Some of my new colleagues are coming. This is important for me.

I spoke to my department.

I can still stay. Nice yeah

Where are you going? To work.

When are you coming back

Will you still give me the shirt you wore at the funeral?

Then I can put that in the laundry.

Clear the breakfast table after you've eaten.

Are you also going? Yes, I'm going to the choir rehearsal.

I'll be back in the afternoon.

* She breathes out loudly. *

Do you know what makes me so crazy

That I don't know what exactly happened.

Did he still have to suffer

whether he was in pain or called for me.

Why was there no one to help him?

The person who hit him must have noticed something.

How can you just leave the boy there?

He'll pay for it, mom.

See you later.

(Woman) That’s terrible. Simply terrible.

And you saw my brother go away? Yes.

I even heard him sing

when my husband called the police.

Did you see which way he was going?

(Horst) Yes, towards Odelzhausen. Not in the direction of Augsburg?

No, definitely not. - I am so sorry.

We should have brought him in.

Did you notice anything else

after my brother left?

Yes, a white car.

I looked out the window

because I couldn't sleep anymore.

And that's where this car drove by.

It was the only one who drove through the village at that time.

Can you describe it in more detail?

Pretty new, elegant, white ...

But don't ask me about the brand, I don't know that.

In which direction did it go? Direction Augsburg.

Mmm, that smells delicious, Sylvie.

* Doorbells *

Sylvie, pull yourself together, okay?

A little daring, right? White, elegant car.

It can be anything. Where do you start?

That's a clue.

Do you like a beer too? Yes / Yes.

* Quiet dark music *

How do your people take it?

How are you supposed to take it?

Sylvie, I absolutely need the recipe

it tastes amazing.

When is your first negotiation? In two days.

Fatal brawl. Murder or manslaughter.

Maxim is the coolest sock out of all of us.

He wasn't nervous even at the second state exam,

the rest of us wore our shirts.

* Conversations become dull. *

* Serious music *

Forgiveness.

Everything is fine, please keep eating.

Enjoy it for you.

When you're done, brush your teeth and come back.

And not a drop more, okay?

* Distant laughter *

* Quiet serious music *

* Calm tense music *

* Steps *

Hello. Hello.

Did you know Finn? No.

* Ring church bells. *

He was my brother.

I'm sorry.

Have you visited a grave or ...

J ... yes.

I have to go. Goodbye.

* An engine starts. *

* Exciting music *

Calli, this is Mike.

Yeah, listen, you have to identify a car owner for me.

ASV-1-0 ...

* Quiet music *

You invited him.

After graduation he would have for a year

skillfully into the college team of the soccer team.

(sobbing) That's what he wished for.

Mummy.

* Cell phone rings *

Calli, go ahead. "Yes.

The car is registered on a Maxim Vollert.

He's been a judge here in the district court since this week. "

Judge? "Yes.

Mike, you don't screw up now, okay?

That this woman was at the cemetery doesn't prove anything. "

In the name of the people.

In the criminal case against Anton Haberfeld,

born on April 24, 1990,

residing in Augsburg, Landmannstraße 78,

Tiler, single,

the regional court of Augsburg found the accused guilty

according to Paragraph 211 StGb.

The accused is guilty of murder.

Why murder? I was drunk after all.

Guilty of the murder of Franz Kiracek.

Whom he lured into his apartment with insidious intent,

got drunk and then beaten to death.

The court regards it as proven

that in the present case manslaughter cannot be assumed.

The defendant is therefore sentenced to life imprisonment

sentenced without parole.

* A door opens. *

Sylvie?

Hey Hey

In case you care, it went well today.

The matter was clear. I'll spare you the details.

Tell me, did you see my tennis shoes?

In the dryer, I washed them.

I'll take your car again, okay?

Call the workshop tomorrow.

Some bug with the electronics and nobody can find out what it is.

Incidentally, today is the election of the club's board.

I let myself stand up. How do you like that?

Nice.

Hey mike

Hey Valie.

Why are you avoiding me? I don't do it at all.

Now don't lie.

You don't call back, you don't show up.

Is it because ...

Do you blame me for what happened to Finn?

That's nonsense. I think so.

You think if you hadn't slept with me

then that wouldn't have happened, would it?

You couldn't have known he was walking.

Nobody could have known that something like this was happening.

Please, please talk to me.

Do you have any idea how I feel?

I have to go. I'm sorry.

* Soft choir singing through the headphones *

* A door closes. *

Mike?

Where have you been all day

A bit on the road, met friends.

Have you spoken to your police friend again?

Nothing new.

But you would tell me if

Yes mom I would.

Where's a papa?

I do not know.

* Soft choir singing and music *

Isn't that nice?

Yes, it is.

* Restless music *

* Restless music *

* A car door opens. *

What are you doing here?

I wanted to see you again.

How do you know where I live?

When you ran away from the cemetery

I went after you and saw your license plate.

I am a cop.

At the grave, you looked like you knew Finn.

No I do not know him.

My name is Mike.

Please leave me alone.

* TV is running. *

Oh, Mike.

Can you please help me tomorrow

bring some of the things here to refugee aid?

There are sure to be a couple of guys who can do something with it.

Mom, don't you want to take a little more time with this?

How so? It's cold now. Now people need warm clothes.

In any case, Finn doesn't need her anymore.

* Quiet singing *

* Screeching on TV *

* Screeching on TV *

(Mother softly) Dirt.

* Carrying music *

Where do you want to go Path.

I didn't mean to let him go!

You said let him go and have fun!

I knew they'd get drunk all night!

Do you want to blame me?

Is it my fault that Finn is dead?

* He slams the door. *

* Doorbells *

Yes? "This is Mike."

* Serious music *

* Doorbells *

* Doorbells *

What do you want? "Let's go for a walk."

Leave me alone, please. "I would like to talk to you."

Down left, two streets down is a park. In five minutes.

* Moving music *

What do you want to talk to me about?

About my brother. I would like to talk to you about my brother.

That's him.

He could have played in the U19 of FC Augsburg.

But he wanted to go.

He applied for an athletic scholarship in the USA.

College soccer.

He was an incredibly good striker.

He just dribbled past everyone.

Sylvie ...

What's happening?

I have to go.

* Soft choir singing *

* Soft choir singing *

Stop, stop, stop, stop. The tenors are way too loud.

It says "pianissimo" here. Very quietly, as if on tiptoe.

Very tender, with a secret. Again please. Bar 23.

And...

* Soft piano music and singing *

* Distant choral music *

* Soft choral music *

* Distant calls and voices *

Hey Mikey. Hey, Konni.

This is Sylvie. A friend of mine.

Hello. Hey

This is Finn's trainer, Konni.

We'll observe a minute's silence for him during the game on Sunday.

The boys really want it.

Do you already know what?

No, nothing. Nothing at all.

You’ll get the pig. Mmm.

Why did you bring me here?

Sylvie, you know when I talk to you about my brother

then I can feel it.

I feel it.

Very different from when I talk to my parents about him.

I'm sorry, I can't dump all of this on you.

You have nothing to do with it.

But you can't stand it alone.

* Loud techno music *

* The music becomes quieter. *

I can not do this. I can't shake it off like you can.

I don't know how you do it, but I can't.

Shall we go to the police to present ourselves? And then?

Who pays the rent when I'm in jail? You?

How are people going to look at you when you're out shopping?

The filth that will be in the newspapers.

Have you ever thought of my parents?

Nah, you didn't.

You only think about this boy, but he's dead.

Why didn't we stay with your parents?

Because of you, Sylvie, you absolutely wanted to go.

We have to deal with it now.

And we will too.

* Tense music *

* Quiet serious music *

* Doorbells *

* Animated music *

You have a visitor. - Hi.

Hello Valie.

Like coffee

Yes.

I tried to contact you,

wanted to say goodbye.

I'm going back to Hamburg tomorrow. The work calls.

I'll go then too. Got to do some shopping.

If we don't see each other anymore, Valerie,

I wish you all the best.

You too, Frau Gattner.

So.

Bye.

Mike.

Forgive yourself, please.

And you have to forgive me.

I may know who hit Finn.

A man named Maxim Vollert.

He is a judge in the regional court in Augsburg.

I was just with his wife.

Do your parents know?

Your mother told me ... you don't know yet.

As long as I'm not sure, I won't say anything, will I?

OK.

And now you were with his wife?

Yes.

Maybe she drove too.

I dont know.

But she's the only one who can tell me what happened.

And did she? Not yet.

What did she tell you?

Not much.

We are not that far yet.

How far are you?

I mean she will ...

Hardly ride yourself in the shit, right?

Then how are you going to get her to tell you the truth?

* Calm tense music *

How old are they?

Our age.

Did you...

Did you do something with her?

Whoa, Mike ...

What should i do?

Sit around and do nothing?

I hope you know what you are doing.

Call me if you need anything.

OK.

At any time.

I go.

* Calm soulful music *

Bye.

What do you want to know?

Everything. OK.

I grew up in Rotterdam.

And when I was 14 my father got a job in Munich

and we moved to Bavaria.

I started to study law

realized that this is not for me and dropped out of my studies.

I met Maxim in the third or fourth semester.

After his second state examination we got married

and since then I've been avoiding the question

what I want to do with my life

I like to eat sushi and I hate sports.

Is that enough for you

I'm bored through and through, Mike.

No that's not you.

Maybe not quite.

After all, I'm cheating on my husband.

It is wrong.

(quietly) I have to go to the bathroom.

Mike?

Is it your?

You know where I found it, don't you?

Show me your chain

Show me you have it.

A white car was seen right on the track

Finn was hit at the same time.

You drive a white car.

You were at my brother's grave.

You have the same chain

how I found her at the bus stop.

Sylvie, did you hit Finn and just let him lie there?

N ...

Then it was your husband.

What did you do, Sylvie?

Sylvie, what did you do with my brother?

What did you do to my brother

* A door opens and slams. *

How do you know who the necklace belongs to?

Coincidence. Come on, Mike, I can be kidding myself.

It doesn't matter now.

Please tell me how you rate it. Yeah just like you

He's a judge. He's not frightened by an ad.

It is not proven

that your brother was hit by the car.

We'd have to investigate.

What we have is not enough to have the car examined.

You know that as well as I do.

Neither can you prove

that the chain belonged to Vollert's wife.

And even if she did, she could still say

the chain was stolen or lost.

Mike, I'm sorry, your cards are really bad right now.

Are you crazy?

You've known for days who's got Finn on his conscience ...

No, dad, I don't know. I guess so.

Your mother and I are in despair.

And you shut up and say nothing? I wanted to be sure.

Your mother and I are no longer children. - It does not matter.

Now we know and will report him.

We have nothing in hand. We have enough in hand.

What should we do? Sit and wait?

And that's how they live their lives? You can't ask for that.

To show him at this point in time is pointless.

We have no chance.

I read that in the newspaper here.

There, Maxim Vollert.

Appointed as judge at the regional court.

* Dark music *

* Rustle *

My parents will file charges against you.

Your husband will tell you that we can't prove anything to you.

And he's right, we can't.

But you can, Sylvie.

You know what happened.

You know who was driving.

You know how Finn got to this bus stop.

Please, Sylvie, tell the truth.

Stop it.

Who drove

Was it your man

Did he just leave it there?

Kill him like a damn dog?

Please stop, Mike.

You lie for him. I'm his wife.

And Finn was my brother.

Who is dead now, Sylvie.

He is dead.

Is that why you slept with me?

So you can question me?

Judge Vollert. Chief Public Prosecutor.

Good Morning. Good Morning.

Look, it's a little uncomfortable.

I have just received the information

that a complaint has been made against you.

Against me? Accident resulting in death and hit-and-run.

A Peter Gattner from Fischbach reports you and your wife

hit his son Finn on the night of January 14th

and then hit and run.

The boy died of internal injuries.

There's nothing to it, is there?

I ask you.

How does the man come up with that?

Well, there are enough crazy people.

We will of course have to take care of it.

Should that be out of thin air ... Yes, of course it is.

Uh, can you send me the report?

I would like to know the rationale.

This husband reported us.

How can he know that the necklace is yours?

The ad says they saw our car

and that the chain was found at the bus stop.

Why don't you say you lost it?

I didn't notice until later ...

How do they know about the chain that this is yours?

Who did you talk to

His brother was here.

This boy's brother? Yes.

How so? Why was he here?

He found the chain at the bus stop ...

How did he even get here?

We met at the boy's grave.

Coincidentally. Tell me are you crazy

You were at the boy's grave?

And how did he recognize that thing?

You hardly had it hanging around your neck.

How did he recognize the necklace, Sylvie?

The photo in the bedroom.

What is he doing in our bedroom?

Oh god you wanna beat me up

Destroy everything. No.

Me, my family, my reputation. No, Maxim.

You screw the guy whose brother ran in front of my car?

What is that supposed to be? Sexual reparation?

Maxim ... you are sick, Sylvie.

I will report Peter Gattner.

For defamation and defamation. Do you want to show them?

Yes, get it out of the world. You can not.

Don't you say what I can and can't do, Sylvie.

Why are you so sure

that we don't stand a chance with our ad?

When neither of the two speaks

then there won't even be a trial.

I don't get it, Mike, I just don't get it.

I received a call from my office.

I have to go back. I'll be back asap.

I'm sorry I can't be at the concert. Naturally.

The musicians will come in an hour, until then we can still rehearse.

Everything has to go right in the dress rehearsal tomorrow.

Number five, bar 45. Will you set the tone, please?

* The organ plays. * Thank you.

* Soft choir singing *

Sorry, I can't today.

* Babble of voices *

Have a nice evening. Mr. Vollert?

Mr. Vollert? Yes?

I am the mother.

About the boy you drove to death.

I didn’t drive anyone to death.

And if you say that again, I'll report you.

I told you it wasn't going to go well.

And that you should stop with the ad.

But no, you can't listen to me.

Forbearance is if you claim again

that Vollerts caused Finn's death, you make yourselves a criminal offense.

Mom, you're getting a charge for assault.

What on earth did you do I slapped him.

I can not believe it.

When? How did you know that ... - It doesn't matter.

He's getting you ready, don't you understand?

You can go to jail for this.

You only made it worse.

My son is dead

What in the world can be worse than that?

Mom, you have to apologize.

Perhaps he will refrain from the ad.

Your mother won't apologize.

Then I do it. Dare

Then do what you want. I pack my things and leave.

* Beat *

Yes, please?

Withdraw the charges against my parents.

I am not going to be slandered or slapped by your mother.

Haven't you done enough to my family already?

I haven't done anything to your family.

And if you say that one more time,

then I'll report you too.

You cowardly asshole.

And keep your hands off my wife, otherwise you'll get to know me.

You are sick if you think that it will accomplish anything.

Out. And bring your parents to their senses.

Otherwise it will turn out badly, very badly.

* Tense music *

* Cell phone rings *

Hello Howdy.

Yeah, I just got in the door.

Have you heard him already?

OK.

I'll come to the Bureau tomorrow morning.

Yes, thank you. You too.

* He tunes the trumpet. *

* Carrying music *

* Bright singing and harp playing *

* Moving music *

(softly) Sylvie.

What is it?

What is it?

I wanted us to take him to the hospital.

I really wanted this.

But Maxim said ...

He really believed

That nothing happened to your brother, that he was just drunk.

He said I mustn't destroy our lives.

I am so embarrassed.

* Carrying music *

Which of you drove?

It doesn't matter who drove

We're both to blame for what happened.

But neither of you two take responsibility for it.

Was it Maxim?

Then make a statement.

I can't do that, Mike.

I can't destroy his whole life.

You are destroying my parents' lives.

They go on. They go to the dogs.

Maxim is not a bad person.

But what he does is bad.

He's a cowardly pig.

And this is worth shit.

* Cell phone rings *

* Sylvie sobs. *

Yes Dad?

(affected) No ...

Why didn't you call me right away?

Okay, where is she now?

Okay, that is good. How is she?

Yes, I'll be fine. I will drive soon.

OK.

What's happening?

My mother had a breakdown.

Do you notice what you've done, you and your husband?

Or do you still not notice?

Or do you still not notice?

* Tense music *

She has taken sedatives.

The doctor told her to sleep as much as possible.

That was a real collapse in the church.

I don't know how long I can take this

that this judge's pig is walking around

and dealt us with ads.

And your mother...

* Doorbells *

* Repeated ringing *

Enough. You will admit what you did.

That you committed fatal hit and miss.

And you will withdraw the complaint.

I'm not thinking of it, gattner.

In a couple of years when you got through this

can you work as a gardener or whatever.

But you will live, unlike my brother.

I will not let you continue tormenting my parents.

Do you think what I'm going to say here

will stand up in court?

* Tense music *

Come here.

I...

I'll leave you here now until you die!

Of kidney pain.

In the cold

and just as fucking alone as my little brother!

Here you can scream as loud as you want!

Nobody will hear you here.

And if I go to jail for this, I don't give a shit either.

Stay here!

Do not go.

Stay there!

* Calm tense music *

(from inside) Don't go!

Maxim?

* Exciting music *

* Cell phone rings *

* Cell phone rings *

* Cell phone rings *

* A bird croaks. *

* Quiet music *

(quietly) Mike.

(Mailbox) "You have a saved message."

(Finn) "Hey Mikey?"

(shivering) "Can you ... can you pick me up please?"

* Loud panting *

"It's so ... freezing here.

Somehow I can't walk anymore. Mikey.

Mikey. "

(Mailbox) "End of the last message."

He called me from the bus stop.

But I didn't answer.

I let it ring

although I could have guessed that what is.

That he needs me or something.

If I had picked him up

maybe he would still be alive.

I am also to blame.

And no vengeance in the world can do that for me.

Nothing will bring Finn back to life.

It doesn't matter what we do.

I don't know if you can ever forgive me for that.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Mike?

Where's Maxim?

* Carrying music *

* Door unlocks, steps. *

Oh god, Maxim.

Sylvie.

That was an attempted murder.

I'm going to put you in jail for that.

Leave it, Maxim.

When you start with this, I will testify

that I was with Mike the whole time.

* Quiet music *

* Engine hum *

* Soulful music *

* Loud chatter *

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