All language subtitles for tv4a-nsu.s01e02-1080p

NSU German History X
The Victims

Don't Forget Me

Semiya! Come out.

What it is?

I need to talk to you.

Just a minute.

Come out Semiya, she's
freaking out...

Yeah, okay.

Semiya...
- What?

What is it, huh?

Here I am.

You haven't packed yet.

Semiya...

you promised to
do your own laundry.

I forgot, how bad can it be?

You forgot?

But Mom, it's the holidays.

You need to help your
mother out more, OK?

OK, I will.
- You really need to.

That's so mean. Why do
you go through my stuff?!

Semiya.

Didn't we agree on more
pocket money for this year?

The way you looked back then!

Keep that. So you
don't forget about me.

But I still have this.

Dad...

...why do I still have
to go to boarding school?

But my grades have improved.
- Are you sure?

Can I have this?

This?

What for? Smoking?

Smoking? Dad...

For my candles.

Okay.

For your candles.

It hurts.

It still hurts when I
think about it,...

...and about everything
that happened after.

The suspicions.
The injustice.

The nasty presumptions.

Had I known it was
our last day...

I could...

...I would...

oh well.

The delivery is due at 5 PM.
I gotta go. You take care of it.

-Thomas , I was very satisfied
with the last delivery.

Mustafa! The begonias
need more water.

Did she wrap you
around her finger again?

She only reminded
me of our promise.

Promise?

I'm sorry. I apologize.

You'll never be a businessman!

Fadime had to go
to the doctor...

And Adile has a bad back.

I'm sorry, Auntie.

Come one, get going.

Which promise?

To let her come back home, once we've
sold the business and have more time.

But she has rules to follow
there, and a good structure.

Semiya will do better once
she knows she's allowed back.

So you have no idea
what's behind this?

Me? No. I thought, an accident...

He was shot.

He always said:
'Take care of yourself.'

I... I need to be with my children.
-Mrs. Simsek, calm down please.

Why did you want to
sell the business?

It was doing well, wasn't it?

Because of the children.

Not blackmail, for protection?

Protection...what?

Hello. Excuse me. You.

Yes?
-I wanna see my father.

I think he had an accident.
-Are you here by yourself?

My cousin drove me here,
but he had to leave.

I can't reach my mother.

Come with me.

I have a girl here, she's
looking for her father.

Name?

Ms. Simsek.

Detective Ritter.

Samiya, do you speak German?

Of course, and you?

Take care.

I want to see my father.

Samiya, does your father own weapons?

What do you mean weapons?

He always has a knife
with him, to cut flowers.

Do you know where my mom is?

At the precinct.

Precinct?
-Yes, standard procedure.

So, no guns?

Guns?

Well, he has a blank gun,
for New Year's Eve.

And no other weapons?

What's with my father?
Is he hurt?

His...organs are intact.

Good.

Does your...

Does your father have enemies?

Why only his organs?

Samira? Semiya?

Enver Simsek
died on Sept. 11th, 2000, in Nuremberg

Morning.
- Morning.

Morning Mr. Braun.

So...

we don't have much to start on.

Fingerprints all matched.

Footprints, tire tracks, Hardi?
-No leads on that.

DNA?
-Still checking.

But don't expect too much.

Questioning and manhunt
haven't gotten us far, either.

At least, we know one
of the guns used.

It's a Ceska 83.

Then of course there's him...

the victim: Enver Simsek.

Simsek.

Simsek.

Why was he killed?

Come on guys, I'm listening!

He went to the Netherlands
regularly, but no traces of drugs.

Stick with it anyway. Netherlands,
drugs...you never know.

His daughter says he
owned a knife and a gun.

A gun, what kind of gun?

A pistol.
- A blank gun!

Let him finish.

Maybe it was some sort
of honor killing, because...

...of the daughter,
or the wife.

Why not?

Everything's possible
in that environment.

Stay in touch with the family.
Anything else?

I have the autopsy report.

Enver Simsek was hit by
eight, eight bullets.

Five of those in his face.

Not nice. At all.

Crime of passion?
Family feud?

It was about killing, in itself.
He was downright executed.

Execution, revenge.

We'll need a wiretap.
-Land line and cell?

The widow, the brothers, all of them.

Dad had a competitor.

A competitor.
-Yes.

A Pakistani, they had a row once.
-But it was just a slap in the face.

You asked about weapons earlier:

As a cab driver I could
actually have one...

but I don't want it.

You don't have a weapon?
-No.

A cousin, in Berlin.
His diner was burned down.

By fascists.

I'm sorry. No swastikas, no Nazis.

Semiya? This competitor,
what do you know about him?

Finally.

Mr. Hegemann, my brother Hursit
and his wife and Hatun, my wife.

Hursit, I just explained
we're strictly against weapons.

Enver had a gun back in
Turkey, but not here.

Because he was in the service.

Would have gone to police
school if he hadn't come here.

Enver?
-Yeah.

The competitor. What's his name?

That's the sixth time already.
- Can't you...?

You know how she is.

Maybe I could...

Why isn't anyone answering the phone?

Enver's mother. We don't want
to tell her over the phone.

She has a bad heart.
-I see.

Today, we received the terrible
news that Enver Simsek has died.

Enver Simsek, who has given so
much to this community, is dead.

We share his family's mourning,
from the bottom of our hearts.

Deepest condolences.

May his soul rest in peace.

Deepest condolences.

Mom?

Everything is fine.

Okay, drive. Very nice! Take it easy.

It's a good thing your
mother isn't here.

Again.
- Really?

Yes, really.

You think I learned any other way?

Clutch, idle, ignition,
ease off of the clutch.

First gear.

But take it easy. Okay?

Easy, easy!

Adile, please come with me.
- Mr. Basch would you come with me?

Cakir? Enver's competitor.
Did he kill him?

Do you know this woman?

Does she have something to do with Cakir?
- No.

This was Enver's girlfriend.

Girlf-, I don't understand?

She was his mistress.

Enver had children with her as well.

He called her, the
morning he was shot.

No way.

The man went to Mecca,
prayed five times a day.

And what if?

Would you have done it?

I run a cab company,
I don't murder people.

Adile said, on the phone, with you...

that Enver had left
his "Sweetie" a year ago.

Who is this "Sweetie"?

"Sweetie"? My sister
would never use that word.

What makes you say that?
Are you tapping our phone?

The neighbors said they'd
hear loud arguments often.

Which neighbors?

Adile.

Everything okay?

If Enver had a girlfriend,
she should come to me.

Enver's children are
my children as well. Tell her that.

Adile, I have to ask you this:

Did you and Enver have sex regularly?

You don't have to answer.

We did.

Two or three times a week.

That's enough.

They were still very close,
loved each other very much.

Understood.

Do you feel sorry for her?

I do.

Love, revenge, jealousy,
I can relate to that.

Or she was pressured by her brothers.
Maybe they got greedy?

Why did they ask both of us
to come in for questioning?

Probably because they wanted
to give you back the van.

And they asked me to come
so you wouldn't have to drive.

Don't worry.

She asks why they were both
brought in for questioning...

...and he says so she could retrieve the
van and wouldn't have to drive it home.

What did she say now?
Something about the police...

She wonders how the police
can work so long without eating.

It started already.

Sports news at 4.55pm, two more goals:
Bremen leads Berlin 2-1...

...and Frankfurt trails Leverkusen 1-2.
And we now go to the simulcast.

I'm not wrong about this.

You're late today, uncle.

It took much longer than usual.

No worries, we still
have a couple of hours.

Who's there?

It's Mr. Hegemann,
I wanted to see your mother.

Okay.

Mom, we overslept.
I need to get to school.

Is it the detective?

What does he want this time?

I didn't prepare any food.

Whatever, I'll make something.

He likes coffee, with lots of sugar.

Here you go.

Thank you.

Why did you want to
sell the flower shop?

I mean, you slave away all these
years and then suddenly give it up?

They wanted to have more time for us.

Sugar?

Yes, please.

Also, mom was ill often.

Semiya!

Do you have kids?

Must be Uncle Hursit.

Miss Simsec, good morning.

We have a search warrant.

Just a moment. What is this?

Let us through, please.

What's going on? Who are these people?
Adile, stay calm.

What's going on?

It's a standard search warrant.

Why are you doing this?

We have to, Adile.
It's our job.

Nothing will happen
if you're innocent.

Mom, come here!

Hey, be reasonable. That's evidence.
-That's my camcorder, it's private.

Please make sure we
can do our job properly.

Semiya. Let go, please!
It's their job.

Why are you like this?

Why don't you fight back?

That guy sits here and
drinks coffee, and you?

They want to find Enver's murderer.

Here?

Adile! Can you come here please?

What is this, Adile?

We found it under the mattress.
Must be at least 20,000 Marks?.

Can you explain this?

Goodness!

Put her on the bed.

Careful.

Leave us alone, please get out.

You okay? Should I call a doctor
-No!

Mom, where's that money from?

Don't know.

Sometimes we tucked some of the daily
earnings under the mattress...

Semiya.

Take Kerim to uncle Hüseyin, so he
can drive you to boarding school.

No! I'm staying here.

You will go! You need your routine.
No matter what happens here.

Mrs. Simsek, did you know that your
husband was a drug courier...

from the
Netherlands to Germany?

That's not true.

There's a lot of evidence.

For example all those envelopes with
cash being delivered to the shop.

From his salesmen.

We found 25,000 Marks
under your mattress.

Your husband drove to the Netherlands,
on a very regular basis. Why?

He had to buy fresh flowers.

So first he was a shepherd,
then a laborer, then a florist...

and suddenly a millionaire?

Because he worked day and night.
- No, because he dealt drugs.

She says that someone must've
planted them on the van.

Mrs. Simsek, your husband got
involved with the wrong people...

and he got scared.
Isn't that what happened?

Then he wanted to get out, sell the
business, and so they killed him!

Mom?

Where were you?

Hegemann called, told
me to check on you.

You didn't answer the phone.

Did they get him? His murderer?

Everything is different.

What's different, Mom?

What is it?

Your father was a drug dealer.
They say he smuggled drugs.

What?

That's nonsense.

Dad is no drug dealer.

They have proof.
Somebody saw him do it.

Mom, please stop it.
It looks bad.

I don't believe it, okay?

We were living off drug money.

Stop it!

Dad...

I just can't believe you're dead.

And I don't want to.

It all seems like a bad dream.

And it will all be back to
normal when I wake up tomorrow.

And you'll be outside to pick me up.

Dad?

Abdurrahin Özüdogru
murdered June 13th, 2001, in Nuremberg

Suleyman Tasköprü
murdered June 27th, 2001, in Hamburg

Habil Kilic
murdered August 29th, 2001, in Munich

Semiya?

Hello Mr. Hegemann.
- Come with me.

You've grown.

Seems they were all
shot with the same weapon.

The special task force "Half Moon"
is on it now. 30 people.

Why "Half Moon"?

What would you call the serial
killings of Turkish business owners?

We're about to bust the
entire organization.

Which organization?

Why drugs? What do
we have to do with it?

Wait a second.

Hey Hegemann, this is Mr.
Kant from the tax office...

sent down for assistance.

Yes, of course. Okay...

I think we're only in the way here.

I can't tell you
anything anyway.

Mr. Hegemann.

What does my father have to do with it?

Haven't you figured that out yet?

But we didn't even know the
others that were killed.

Believe me, we're not wrong.

There is a lot of evidence.

Strange phone numbers, drug traces...
-But not at our place!

Semiya, remember your father
just the way you loved him.

How's Adile?

She's fine.

She's at a clinic.

Give her my best wishes.

And tell her...

that your father's girlfriend...
she doesn't exist.

What?

She doesn't exist?

You made that up?!

Yes, it was a ploy, for the
sake of the investigation.

Accusing us of tax fraud is absurd.

We forget a thing or two
and the police is on our heels?

It's just a couple of invoices...
-You go after everyone like this?

Section 370 of the tax code, knowingly
making a false statement is...

a tax offense.
-Enver Simsek wasn't a crook!

If you live and work in Germany,
you have to pay taxes.

That's understandable, right?

We're in a tight spot right now.

My mother is very ill, the buyer
for the shop pulled out last minute.

My uncle is running the business.
- Times are bad right now.

What are we supposed to do?

We could arrange for installments.

You wouldn't have to pay
the whole sum at once.

Maybe over the
course of six months.

Okay, how much is it?

100,000 Marks.

So, how are you guys?

Fine. Super, in fact.

School's good as well, right?

Saturdays they eat at our place,
Sundays at Hursit's.

She baked Kanafeh yesterday.

And what about the business?

All good.

And you, my little one?

Mom, I wanted to show you something.

Common, we'll get some ice cream.
-See you later.

What is this?

Why don't you sit down?

I want to apply to college.

Child care.

Kindergarten teacher?

Yes, you just have
to sign right here.

Dad would be proud of you.

Let me put this away.

"When you're angry
and you know it stomp your foot...

...when you're angry
and you know it stomp your foot...

...if you're ever with me for real,
tell me exactly how you feel,...

...when you're angry
and you know it stomp your foot!"

CLOSED TEMPORARILY

So, what did the doctor say?

Too many foreign words.

When will mom be back home?

Soon.

Very soon.

Come on.

Go on now.

Go!

You go!

I don't get her.

It was a good offer.
She'd have money, an apartment...

You're right.

Why did she turn it down?
Didn't she want to be a teacher?

Mom, look what I found.

Beautiful. Where did you find it?

He gave it to me,
so I don't forget him.

Did you ever get the
photo albums back?

I didn't ask.
They better leave me alone.

I overheard what you talked about.

I don't want to be a
kindergarten teacher.

I want to finish high school
and go to university.

I know it'll be hard.

You don't think I can do it?

Yes, I do.

Of course.

Mehmet Turgut
murdered February 25th, 2004, in Rostock

What's going on?

What are you looking for?

Phone book.

Why? Who do you want to call?

Hospital.

Why, mom?

What was the name of your
father's hospital again?

Why do you want to call there?

What if he's had an accident?

Mom, Kerim's going through puberty.

He hasn't been shot,
he's with his pals.

How do you know that?

Are you insane?
-What's wrong with you?

Do you have any idea
what was going on here?

What you're doing to her?
I almost called the hospital.

Just because I'm a little late?

She called you.
Why didn't you answer?

I was at the movies, with friends.

Would you have called?

Why do I always have to call back?

What do you think?!

You think it's starting again?

You mean mom?
-No.

The murders.

Ismail Yasar
murdered June 6th, 2005, in Nuremberg

Theodorus Boulgarides
murdered June 15th, 2005, in Munich

Social work, module 10-1.

Here, we’ll take a look at
the actual work environment...

of child and youth care.

Socio-pedagogical response in
emergencies or in-patient care...

while fostering the social environment of
adolescents and addressing their questions.

Looking at interaction on a socio-
pedagogical level and investigating...

the importance of location,
time, actions and individuals.

Hello.
-Hi.

JULY 2005

"KEBAB KILLER"

"Who will be next?
Police in the dark."

How much did it cost?

What does this mean? "The knitting
deflector has to be underneath the..."

Now we only need to widen the stitches.

Try it out.

It works!

What did it cost?
-Doesn't matter, as long as it works.

I want a striped scarf.

Then I'll go and find some wool.

I'm just trying to distract her.

"KEBAB KILLER"

Kebab Killer?

Who writes this bullshit?

Some guy named Wagenknecht.

But he isn't the only one.

That's why you bought
a knitting machine?

She needs structure.

Yeah, routine and structure.

Exactly, and strict rules.

Could be uncle Hüseyin.
-I'll get it.

Who are you?

Hello, I'm Detective Bronner.

Semiya Simsek, right?

Has something happened to Ramazan?
My uncle? Was someone killed?

Is it Hüseyin?

No!

No, no. Please don't worry.
- Are there any news?

I'm afraid not. I just came
to introduce myself.

I'm your new contact person.

What about Hegemann?

He's retired, for three years.

Didn't anybody tell you?

Who is it?

Just a neighbor.

Why do we always have to check the
paper to find out who's been shot?

My mother is scared
to death every time.

Why does nobody tell us anything?

Don't come back unless you've
found my father's murderer.

Mehmet Kubasik
murdered April 4th, 2006, in Dortmund

Halit Yozgat
murdered April 6th, 2006, in Kassel

They slaughter us on a daily basis,
and you're just watching?

Miss Simsek.

Didn't you get my message?
-When will you do something?!

Will this just go on and on?

Another dead Turk. So what?!

Come on.

Come with me.

We just talked to a profiler.

He said that it could
be just one guy.

Or maybe two.

Like brothers...

on some sort of mission.

Could be right wing crime.

The last two victims
were totally spotless.

Also, they just happened to
be at the scene of the crime.

Which means they might
have been substitutes.

Who for?

And what's happening now?

Right now it's just a theory.

A lot of colleagues are skeptical.

What do you think?

I need to get to know the
the case better first.

Do you remember when
you put the stickers on?

When I inherited the truck with the
business, they were already there.

Enver ordered the stickers
from Turkey in 1999.

Hold on, it's always jammed.

So... the truck was only
inspected once, after the murder?

So? What are you looking for?

I'm checking the statement
of a drug dealer, who claims...

he and your father were couriers
for cutting agent for heroin in 1997.

He said the red "Simsek Flowers"
sticker was on the truck.

No, it was still all white in 1997.

He also claims that the three
of them all sat in front.

It doesn't fit three in here.

You can lie in the bunk,
but it's against regulations.

Enver never did that.

That means he lied?

"Half Moon" Task Force.

Not that I know of.

No, we never checked.
Not while I was there.

But why not?

The statements and circumstances,
this witness - it's all so dubious.

I talked to the Simsek family, their
friends and business partners...

there's not even the slightest
connection to narcotics.

I found it hard to believe
myself back then,...

...but it all seemed so obvious.

Okay.

Thank you.

Why was his statement never verified?

He was the only one there with
Simsek, but nobody verified it.

Hegemann confirmed it.
-Is that so?

The witness was credible to me.

Excuse me?
A drug dealer behind bars?

The entire drugs hypothesis
is based on his statement!

And not only Simsek, but all others...

And the cocaine
at Özu-so-and-so's place?

And Kilic's dealer buddy?

Hundreds of clues, they
all point towards drugs.

But the evidence is soft.

Maybe we're going
in the wrong direction...

just because we decided to once?

Spare me your cliches!

I requested you from HQ
to review this department.

So just do your job.
- That's exactly what I'm doing...

but I go by facts, not prejudice!
-Great, fine.

What other scenario is there?

One, two 'Super Terrorists',
roaming the republic, killing Turks?

Waging war against the
country, never letting on?

Do you believe that?
- But they do let on.

They always use the same gun.

The Ceska 83.

You talk to him, I can't understand
him 'cause of all the crying.

Hello, this is Semiya Simsek.

Okay, Mr. Yozgat.

We will be there.

MAY 2006

They said to go to the market.

Where on the market?

Is it in some club house?

Somewhere over there.

It's here for sure.

Hopefully. We'll never find them.

Welcome, everyone.

I'm sorry, we got lost.

No problem, as long as you're here.

It already started.
Follow me.

We'll go there together.

Could you or someone from the
family give a small speech?

A speech?

Why, how many people are there?
- Don't know. A lot more than planned.

Never done it. Sorry.
I can't give a speech.

We just think it's important that you
or someone in the family says a few words.

Ismail Yozgat will talk as well.

Think it over.

We're almost there.

I'll do it.

On April 6th, my son died in my arms.

He was shot.

Try to put yourselves in our place.

Dear Minister of the Interior:

Try and understand how desperate we are.

We mourn Halit, and we don't
want more to have to mourn.

No more deceitful shootings.

Do something!

We will now hear from Semiya Simsek,
Enver Simsek's daughter.

We have also suffered a terrible loss.

We mourn our father.

I'm 20 years old now.

And every time I'm with friends
at night, studying...

or my little brother's out
with friends at a club....

our mother calls us constantly.

And you know why?

Because she's mad with fear
ever since my father was shot.

It's been six years.

And for six years, he's been
dying all over again...

every time somebody else gets shot.

This has to stop.

We can't take it any longer.

If you've seen anything,
go to the police.

Please, help us.

Will you please help us?

We sent your our request weeks ago...

but you haven't reacted so far.

You are expecting too much.
We can't give you the data.

Why not?

Because all you
have is a hypothesis.

But without the data we'll
be running in circles.

We can't supply you with
private data based on a hunch.

Your request is too vague.

Vague? Why?

Male, 18 to 40. Skinhead, Neo-Nazi
or NPD and a well-known extremist.

Do you know how many that makes?
At least 3500, minus the "Republicans".

The whole data set? We can't
do it. Against the law.

No, Article 14, Bavarian
Constitutional Protection Code...

requires you to forward any data...
-I'm sorry. We can't.

necessary to secure the
constitutional order!

Talk to our legal department.

So this is about
protecting your sources?

So, our boss has taken Secret
Service matters into his own hands.

Now they claim they want to help us...

but want us to limit our
request to a certain region.

So I suggest we
focus on the Southeast.

Most of the crime scenes happened there.

Okay?

OK, 682 sets of personal data.

What about the interview
with the Bergers?

We showed them the clip
from the nail-bombing.

The father said there were similarities.

But the daughter didn't remember much.

Only that the two who did Simsek
wore bike shorts and t-shirts.

We went through everything.
Nothing.

Maybe we have to broaden the net.

They won't allow that.

Aren't we too obsessed?

Like the others with
their drugs theory?

Hello.
-Hello.

How are you?

I'm okay.

A little too much work.

A Latte please.

I saw your interview on TV.

It was very good.

Really?

What else?

Any new developments?

Well, that's nothing new.

What about you?

The work in the youth club?

It's all good.

It's fun work.

The boys are a little cheeky,
but I'm doing fine there.

Thank you.

Semiya, I was offered a job.

In Ansbach.

I'd be running the organized crime unit.

You're leaving.

And then?

My girlfriend lives there, too.

Semiya, your admirer his here.

Baloney, it's just Fatih.

Oh, the journalist from Sarki?

Who are you talking about?

We're only going to lunch.
-Only lunch? Oh well...

It's just as a thank you, because he
printed out my ticket a while ago.

You guys are mean.

I need to get going.

It had been five years, since anyone
had been shot with the Ceska.

Five years of silence.

My father's murder became
an ambient noise in my life.

I had stopped speculating, wasn't
looking for answers anymore.

Or so I thought.

Pass the bread?

I bet it's that Fatih calling...

The game is about to start.

Big hug.

It's about to start, right?

Kerim! Sit down, game's starting.

Haven't you heard?

Sahin isn't playing,
they'll win anyway.

They've got dad's murderer.

Bullshit.

Who are they?

Bank robbers.

Neo-Nazis. They're dead.
Killed themselves.

Can we please watch
the game now?

As if I'm watching the game now.

What's wrong with you?

I don't believe it.

They found the gun with them.

Semiya, the Ceska.

Shit.

They lived in the
underground for 13 years.

13 years.

And nobody knew about it.

For months, I beat my head
against stone walls.

Grid investigation, interrogations.

I even went to a Nazi rock concert.

Meanwhile, they were
vacationing at the Baltic Sea.

How's your girlfriend?

Wife, by now. Fine.

We have a daughter.

I'm sorry.

We blew it.

Welcome.

Please.

Distinguished guests.

Well?

Nervous?

There were more people in Kassel.

We're looking forward to your speech.

Can't you hear it?

The little bells?

They're on the sheep.

The shepherds are
returning to the village.

Some of them spent months up there.

The night before they come down,
they all sit around a fire and eat.

You know what, Semiya?

Someday, I will come back here.

Someday...

For years, I wanted
to know who shot him.

And now?

I don't know if I can
do the speech tomorrow.

You can do it.

I didn't dare look until now.

Look.

"...and how do you cope
with the skepticism that...

...the police are really doing
everything they possibly can...

...to find those responsible
for the next murder.

Dear surviving dependents,

Nobody can bring back your
husband, father, son or daughter.

Nobody can erase the years
of grief and loneliness.

Nobody can make the pain, the anger
and the doubt go way.

But we can all show you today:
You are no longer alone in your mourning.

We feel for you, we grieve with you.

I promise you, as Chancellor of the
Federal Republic of Germany,...

that we are doing everything to
solve these murders...

and to apprehend those responsible
and to bring the perpetrators to justice.

Now, please.

She's about to start.

In memory of the victims of the
National Socialistic Underground.