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I'll kill you, you piece of shit!

There's no proof Dragan is still alive! Hey! Don't touch me!

I guess it's over now.

MURDER MINDFULLY

Hello, Daddy.

Hey. How are you?

Daddy, why aren't you coming to the zoo with us?

Dad has to work, unfortunately. Silly work.

Can't you leave it in the car again?

Not this time, I'm afraid. But I'll be really quick, okay? I promise.

- Then we'll have some more quality time. - Okay, Daddy. I love you.

I love you too. A lot.

- Bye. Have fun. - Bye!

There were several reasons why I couldn't spend time with Emily.

They each had a name,

and I was here because of them.

The first step to finding a good solution

is to have a problem in the first place.

Many good ideas for solutions fail

because they don't have a matching problem.

The second step is to avoid looking for a single solution to a problem.

There are countless solutions to every problem.

The right solution will find you.

What if I can't wait?

Then do the following exercise.

Stand up, please.

Go for a walk. Physically, but also mentally.

Invite your problems to walk with you.

And wait until your problem tells you what it needs to go away.

Take me to the boss.

I'd rather not. Because then you'd find out Dragan's dead.

Then make me the boss.

Interesting idea. But if you're the boss, you'll kill me.

Then you have to kill me.

Take me to Dragan.

Is there another option?

Yes. Kill me.

Is there perhaps another option?

If you ask me, Björn...

killing is the cleanest solution to all your problems.

The problem is, I'm not a murderer.

Who are you kidding, lawyer?

My problem with you is that I don't know how big my problem with you actually is.

But at least you don't want to kill me.

You could just tell me the truth.

That's the last piece of advice I'd give to a client

who put someone through a chipper.

As for me, you could just...

No, Nicole, I definitely won't kill you.

You could just ignore me.

I'm not a direct threat to you.

Sorry, but I didn't complete a 12-week mindfulness course

just to avoid every single conflict.

Then report me.

No. That would be a ton of work.

GET IN TOUCH!

I'd have to go through every phone call and text because of you.

And I'd be at the center of the investigation.

No, thanks.

Okay, then blackmail me and threaten to report me.

No. That wouldn't be enough.

You put Emily in danger.

Actually, I'll probably just...

What the hell?

Hey! What did you do?

You destroyed my drone!

Yes. You were harassing me with it.

Where did you get the stupid idea to use it to watch other people?

It's a birthday present for my son. Where else should I test it?

In a pedestrian mall?

Is that a camera?

Did you film me?

Of course not.

I just transmitted a live feed to my phone.

No recording.

- How much did that thing cost? - Four hundred euros.

It was on sale.

In the future, don't test it on strangers.

You never know who you might annoy.

Maybe I should just kill them all.

LAWYER

FROM ME

UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE IF PROBLEM

- Hey, lawyer. - Hey, Sascha.

Dragan has scheduled an officer meeting for tonight.

- There'll be newspapers for everyone. - An officer meeting.

Okay. I'll let the others know.

Hang on. Toni too?

Especially Toni.

All right.

Toni?

Don't look him in the eyes. He thinks it's a threat.

So, Klaus, do you have something for me?

IDENTIFICATION PROCESS

We assume the rest looks similar.

That would be very sad for you.

LIKE A FISH IN WATER DAY CARE CENTER

So here they were. Dragan's officers.

His regional managers.

Walter, former professional soldier now in charge of arms deals.

Stanislav, responsible for smuggling goods, money, and people.

Carla, former prostitute now in charge of prostitution.

Toni, drugs, intimidation, and extortion.

And most recently,

Sascha, day care centers.

I wanted to get them on my side and isolate Toni.

Dragan extends his warm thanks to all of you

for coming here on such short notice.

For reasons we all know, he can't be here.

Though, he very much would've liked to.

Just to see you sitting in these chairs, for one thing.

I don't get it either. An officer meeting in a fucking day care center?

Can you think of a better place the cops aren't watching?

Makes sense.

All right.

Dragan has quite a bit to tell you. So let's start with this.

Regards from Dragan's kitchen.

- What is this? - Soul food, Toni.

This is so good!

If you want everyone but one person to feel comfortable,

you resort to one simple method.

Bullying.

- I can't deal with this shit. - But we can.

For me, fish sticks are like crumbed childhood memories.

Okay, Toni.

If you're not hungry, maybe you could grab my briefcase with the orders.

Very tasty.

Does it taste good? Yeah?

Very good.

- Toni, if you don't want yours... - Yum.

Hey!

I'm afraid that's the wrong bag. The right one's at the door to the garden.

I was joking. Stay seated. It's the right bag.

No trace of anything so far.

Certainly not of the person whose finger it was.

I think they got rid of him somewhere.

They may not have had to go very far to do so.

Divers?

Yes.

Okay.

Möller?

Did they not find any trace

of anyone in the house recently besides Diemel?

They did.

As you know, he was with his daughter.

Thanks.

All right.

As you all know, a few things happened since Friday

that could be considered a disruption to our usual business.

It started with the ambush on Dragan and Sascha.

Then Murat's death.

The hand grenade in my former receptionist's apartment.

The wanton destruction of my company car and the associated attempt on my life.

Boris is behind all of it.

Dragan will settle any differences with Boris.

And only Dragan. Through me.

Got it?

All other business will continue as usual.

Now, I have personal orders from Dragan here.

One for all of us. And one for each of us individually.

I'll read the one to us all first.

"Don't worry. Continue as usual."

"The day before yesterday."

"Day care center taken over."

"All questions...

...to the lawyer."

Okay?

Carla. Stani.

I suggest everyone gives their message to their neighbor on the right

for them to read out loud, okay?

This way, we can all hear what Dragan has to say to each of us.

Toni. You start.

"Sascha becomes an officer."

"For his longstanding service,

he will become the boss of a Fish...

in Water."

Is that why we're in this fucking place?

Toni, before we answer any remaining questions together,

let's just read all the messages first, okay?

Thanks. Carla.

"Mouth and feet stop."

"Two. When those responsible are found,

you interrogate."

Stani.

"Brothel will not be at day care center. Different place."

"Soon instructions from lawyer."

That's it.

"Protection of officers."

"Lawyer remains mouthpiece."

"When lawyer says something,

it comes from me."

All right.

- Yes, so what about Boris? - What about him?

Murat found out that Boris wants to take over my turf.

He'll stop at nothing. That's why we're here.

- Were there any orders about that? - No, that's why I asked.

Carla, what were Toni's orders again?

"Mouth and feet stop."

- Okay. Any other questions? - So the brothel won't be here?

No, the head of the building authority has two kids at this center.

If we closed it down,

we wouldn't get a permit to renovate.

But he's probably open to us applying for other locations.

Look, as soon as their own kids are involved,

people can be manipulated much more easily.

That's why Dragan wants to turn this place and any future locations

into an independent branch of business.

And someone who knows their stuff should be in charge.

Sascha.

Do you have any more spots open? I've got a few kids.

From a few women.

And Natascha's little ones need something too.

I know.

Great. If all questions have been answered...

Well, I have one more question.

How long do you think you can keep fucking with us?

The cops found Dragan's finger.

The bastard lawyer is pulling one over on us.

Shit.

Why are you only now showing us this important information?

I just wanted to see what other bullshit you'd come up with.

Come on.

Can you explain this?

Yes.

Yeah, it's true.

Toni's right.

At least in terms of

the police finding a finger with Dragan's ring on it.

His ring, yes.

But not his finger.

Drop the bullshit.

Dragan had to go into hiding

because unfortunately, he's under investigation for manslaughter.

There are precisely three ways to end an investigation like this.

First, by being convicted. Dragan didn't want that.

Second, by getting it dismissed.

No chance of that with all those videos.

And third,

if the suspect dies.

If the police find a finger with Dragan's ring on it by the lake,

it's only because Dragan wanted it to be found, you idiot.

My God.

Holy shit.

Makes sense.

And how, may I ask, did Dragan get the ring off his fat sausage finger?

The same way you've been crawling up his ass for years.

With enthusiasm and a bucket of Vaseline.

I'll kill you, you piece of shit!

There's no proof Dragan is still alive!

Stop, Toni!

Don't touch me!

What?

Calm down, Toni.

The cops think this is Dragan's finger.

And there's no proof that you didn't chop it off.

And no proof that Dragan's still alive.

Dragan is dead!

And you, you little rat,

have something to do with that.

I guess it's over now.

There is proof.

Dragan called me. This morning.

Bullshit.

Are you calling me a liar?

Your time will come, lawyer.

That went pretty smoothly for an officer meeting, right?

But I have one more thing to show you.

- Hi. - Hi.

Long time no see.

Yes. Way too long.

- Björn's not here, I'm afraid. - I actually wanted to talk with Emily.

With Emmi? Why?

Due to our investigation, we need to question her.

And I thought we could avoid taking her to the station.

Question her? What about?

The lake she went to with Björn last weekend

is at the center of our investigation.

I wanted to ask her if she saw anything unusual. Nothing crazy.

- Okay? - No.

Too bad. I thought we could sort this out among ourselves.

Without a subpoena from the public prosecutor.

But okay.

Take care. Bye.

Wait.

And why did Murat have to die?

I'm a sidekick. I run errands...

Toni found out that Murat was going to talk.

I was supposed to take you and Murat out at the game reserve.

- But you weren't there, unfortunately. - I'd kill him for the "unfortunately."

Him, and especially Toni.

I say we go to his fucking nightclub and draw and quarter him.

The only one who'll quarter Toni is Boris.

To avoid ending up in a gang war,

we have to deliver the traitor to him in one piece.

And the way we'll do it...

Dragan can explain it better than me.

Hello, Emily.

- Hello. - Hello.

Look. I heard you lost yours.

Plappi!

Your mom said I could ask you a few questions.

Is that okay?

You went to a lake with your dad recently, right?

And was anyone else there besides you two?

- Plappi! - Of course.

Anyone else?

A man, perhaps?

No.

And did you notice anything else? Anything special?

Or funny? Or...

Anything?

Dad had a lot of work in his trunk,

but he didn't take it out.

Your dad did well then, right?

Okay. Bye, Emily.

Bye.

Okay.

So, you spoke to Dragan today?

Listen.

I have no idea what's going on.

And to be honest, I don't want to know.

I just know that we're all better off with your brain

than with Toni's brain.

So please don't ask me anything else about it.

And I won't ask you.

Okay.

Daddy?

No.

It's me. Mom.

Hello, lawyer.

Subtitle translation by: Kristopher Brame, Diana Renker