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MURDER MINDFULLY

I generally recommend that clients who have been accused of a crime

continue their lives as usual.

Don't be conspicuous. Don't change your habits.

Stick to your daily routine.

But when your car evokes bad memories, you might take the subway.

It's not much better, unfortunately.

I suddenly felt like everyone knew what I did.

The media attention didn't make things any better.

BLOODY DRAMA AT HORROR REST STOP

For my part, I was able to breathe it away easily.

However, elsewhere, people were getting nervous.

CALLING LAWYER

- Diemel. - Mr. Lawyer.

It's Murat. Could we meet at the wildlife reserve tonight?

I'm busy. Just tell me what's up.

Not on the phone. It's about Dragan's parking lot thing.

Okay.

At 8:30 pm? By the animal feed vending machine?

Mr. Diemel?

- Yes, I'll be there. - Murat!

Murat, we've been looking for you.

- What are you doing here? - Nothing. Taking a piss.

Are you fucking with me?

You literally just went.

- Morning, Mr. Diemel. - Good morning.

Morning.

Mr. Diemel.

You need to go to conference room 1.

Now.

Is what we heard you did last weekend true?

What is he talking about? That I helped my wanted client flee?

Or that I put him through a chipper?

Could you be more specific?

You insulted and humiliated Ms. Bregenz.

You think that's funny?

Yes, if you knew everything I did last weekend,

you'd be chuckling about why I'm in trouble too.

Ms. Bregenz has been working at this law firm for 20 years.

Being a lawyer doesn't make you better.

Besides, Mr. Diemel, this law firm is not a kids' playground.

Your daughter drew all over the desks.

Work relationships are not the easiest interpersonal relationships.

In this sort of situation, focus your attention

on the person who seems to be causing you distress.

Let the other person finish speaking.

Calmly try to understand their values, their feelings,

and their expectations.

Listen, Ms. Bregenz snapped at me in front of my daughter,

and I snapped back at her.

We can apologize to each other and be done with it.

Ms. Bregenz has nothing to apologize for. Not a thing.

The way you insulted her borders on sexual discrimination.

We cannot accept something like that at our law firm.

Mr. Diemel, we stand for equality here.

- Thanks for the information, Mr. Erkel. - Dr. Erkel!

As for equality, how many of the female partners see it that way?

There are no female partners at this law firm.

So much for equality.

What are you insinuating?

That a woman who passed two state exams clearly can't build a career here.

- So don't give me that equality nonsense. - I forbid you from...

You won't forbid me from doing anything.

I think I let them talk enough.

Let me tell you something.

This client of your law firm

just spilled blood and children's tears all over a parking lot.

Does this matter less to you

than the emotional wellbeing of a secretary?

We all earn our money from this guy's dirty business.

That's how you turn the tables mindfully.

If that bothers you, you're free to go.

Mr. Sergowicz might have a problem with me leaving.

Sharpening a leg of the turned table...

- We'll get to your client in a moment. - My client?

I'm not even a partner here.

You earn your income laundering that psychopath's money.

If the papers knew about the tax-saving schemes

for income from drugs and prostitution,

that old bag would be the least of your problems.

- You signed a confidentiality agreement. - I did. Your client didn't.

Are you threatening us?

No, of course not.

But if one day, Mr. Sergowicz is in jail and feels

that his lawyer was prevented from doing their job,

I can imagine he won't be happy.

Right.

We all know Mr. Sergowicz responds to criticism unconventionally.

WANTED! WHO KNOWS THIS CRIMINAL?

And that's how you stab them with the turned table leg.

What do you suggest?

Let's look at the facts. You don't want me. I don't want you.

Why keep hanging on to each other?

Let me be honest.

I'm not interested in being in charge of Mr. Sergowicz.

But he trusts me.

So this is my suggestion.

We terminate my employment contract at the end of the month.

I become self-employed and take Mr. Sergowicz as my client.

And who will guarantee

that Mr. Sergowicz will not hold anything against us?

He can confirm that in writing with a non-disclosure agreement.

- He would do that? - I would get him to do it.

- Just like that? - Well, "Just like that..."

I mean, you'll be generous to me too.

After ten years of working together closely, right?

Let's say with a severance package equal to ten months' salary?

You really have some nerve.

Take some time to really think it through.

I should be talking to Mr. Sergowicz on the phone this afternoon.

Goodbye.

What?

I had no doubt that the three gentlemen would accept my bold proposal.

So I confidently packed up my few personal belongings.

I had the foresight

to make copies of all emails, documents, and records

relating to Dragan's wide-ranging business dealings.

245 ITEMS COPIED

To convince people he was still alive,

I urgently needed the full discretionary power

Dragan once signed in case of difficult times.

I think times are difficult enough right now.

If that bastard doesn't answer, I'll kill him!

A war is about to start, and he's at home twiddling his dick.

Let me talk to him.

He might listen to me. You understand?

Yeah, go for it. Please.

I was never much of a handyman, but I like hardware stores.

Hardware store shoppers take things into their own hands.

They live in the now and shape their own future.

Yes?

Diemel? It's von Dresen.

We agree to your offer.

- Meaning? - A severance of ten months' salary.

You take Mr. Sergowicz and all related clients.

Mr. Sergowicz confirms in writing

that he has been your client up to now

and wishes to continue being your client.

This voids all claims against our law firm.

- Sounds good. - The agreement is on my desk.

- When can you come by today to sign it? - I don't think I'll be back in today.

We still decide when you come in.

You can fire me if you don't like it.

That won't be necessary.

Just come by when you can.

With pleasure. Enjoy the rest of your day.

Hello, lawyer.

Everything okay?

Yes.

Is your car broken or what?

No.

I'm working on my carbon footprint.

Toni's starting to get nervous.

He calls you. You don't answer.

What's going on?

As I'm sure you can imagine, I have a lot to do right now.

Okay.

Would you be so kind as to tell Dragan that we need his orders?

As soon as possible.

Yes.

Anything else?

See you around, lawyer.

SINGLE TICKET

Tickets, please.

I had almost everything ready to implement my plan.

But one thing was more important than Dragan's own signature.

I had to make the perishable body part imperishable to keep Dragan alive.

And it was clear that I needed a solution really soon.

Shit.

To stop your impatience from disrupting or affecting your mindfulness,

it helps to become aware of your impatience

and to acknowledge it.

Don't judge your impatience.

Name your desired state of being.

I am calm.

Your turn.

I am calm.

And again.

I am calm.

That's better. Again.

I am calm.

Good.

Stop working yourself up into a state of anxiety.

Instead, try to relax.

Become calm.

I am calm.

Very good.

Hello, Katharina.

Crazy!

You're answering your phone at work?

Times have changed.

I thought you'd be up to your ears.

Now that your favorite client is on every front page.

The front pages are currently his only known location.

An absent client doesn't create any work.

Sounds like the calm before the storm.

Maybe.

Sorry to stress you now.

But we have to talk tomorrow. Can you come over?

It's about day care.

Yes, no problem. I'll be there.

- Really? - Sure. Why wouldn't I?

Well, I thought I'd have to pressure you first.

No. There's no need for that.

Around noon?

Okay. Oh, and Emmi said something about a toy bird.

Did she maybe leave it in your car?

- Sure, I'll check the car. - That'd be great. Thanks.

Okay.

Bye.

- See you tomorrow. - Bye.

Yes.

I'm the best dad in the world.

I'm the best dad in the world.

I dismembered my client, and I am free.

I dismembered my client, and I am free.

MURAT NEW VOICE MESSAGE

Hello, Mr. Lawyer. It's Murat. Are you still coming?

- I'm at the wildlife reserve. - Oh, shit.

POLICE

Björn?

Björn!

FEAR

When you feel fear, concentrate on your breath.

Inhale slowly,

and exhale.

Feel your breath in your body.

At the entrance to your nostrils. In your abdominal wall.

Don't judge your feelings of fear.

Try to experience the here and now.

Stay focused.

The fear will pass.

Björn?

Do you have a cold?

Why?

- You're breathing strangely. - No, I'm breathing mindfully.

Björn, you should work with us. This won't be Boris's last act of revenge.

Maybe it was just a hunting accident.

Must have been a blind hunter

if he couldn't tell a breathing man from a belling deer.

Especially because he shot him at close range in the back of the head.

Björn, Dragan kills Boris's number two. Dragan goes into hiding.

One of his men is shot.

And you happen to turn up at the crime scene.

This could be trouble for all of you.

- Maybe talk to your client about it. - Yes, I will. Next time I see him.

When will that be?

None of your business, Nicole. Client confidentiality.

Björn, we know Dragan left the city and that he must've had help.

- You think I helped him? - Well.

Why would a lawyer take his daughter to a mafia boss's villa for the weekend?

You were tailing a lawyer and his underage daughter?

- On what legal basis? - We weren't tailing you.

A colleague of mine happened to be boating there

and was taking pictures of the landscape.

And did Dragan show up?

Funnily enough, no.

But maybe it was to distract us, and Dragan is hiding at your new place?

You know about that too?

If I have your apartment searched, I won't find Dragan, right?

That really would be a fun bachelor pad!

But I have to disappoint you. I'm afraid, I currently live on my own.

I assume you all heard about my marital problems too?

Yes, I'm sorry.

Yeah.

Do what you have to. See you around.

See you later.

Please, stand back.

Yeah?

It's Toni.

Open the fucking door.

Hang on. I'll be there in a moment.

Shit.

Shit.

Oh boy.

- Hello, Björn. - Hey.

Dogs aren't allowed in here. It's in the house rules.

Tell me. Why have you been ignoring me?

I've been busy.

I feel like you're really fucking with us.

Why would I do that?

I don't like being fucked with, Björn.

Hello?

It really smells like you're fucking with us.

Hey.

Hey.

Toni?

Toni, do something.

He's about to attack me.

Yes.

- Toni! - He has a good nose.

He notices right away if something's off.

So, Björn...

What's off here?

Good boy. He's a sweetheart.

If I don't hear from Dragan in the next three days,

you're dead.

Got it?

Tyson, come!

Damn mutt.

Thanks to the damn mutt, I'd finally gotten rid of the thumb.

But another animal and another finger

caused a different problem.

Subtitle translation by: Kristopher Brame, Diana Renker