Blochin: Die Lebenden und die Toten (2015–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - 3. Kapitel - full transcript
The Living and the Dead
Part 3
Well, Blochin?
Want to move in with us?
What are you doing?
Let me go, please!
Shit!
Let me out of here,
you bastards!
- Thanks for coming.
- No problem. Hello.
Any idea where he is?
Gone. On the way to the DA's office,
two men disabled the guards
and took David Simon
to the parking garage.
- A van was waiting for them.
- Hello. What do we have?
The third breakout
in eight years.
All because the Senate
can't fix these security gaps.
Where's Blochin?
- Maybe he was involved in Simon's escape.
- Why would he?
Both would be free
without testifying.
We know why Blochin's
been involved with Simon lately.
You want to revoke the deal?
Put Blochin back in jail?
Hardly.
I just closed his investigation.
I'd look like an idiot in court.
If your misguided ambition has anything
to do with this escape, you'll regret it.
Yes?
David Simon escaped
from the courthouse an hour ago.
Before testifying.
- What?
- Blochin...
What do you mean he escaped?
Why would he agree to testify
and then run off?
No idea. Maybe he was faking it all
so they'd take him to the courthouse.
I doubt it. Maybe someone
didn't want him to testify.
Right, and who kidnapped him?
The military?
If I find out you had anything
to do with this escape...
Hey.
Hey yourself.
- I missed you so much, sweetie.
- Me too.
Want some ice cream?
- What's it like staying with the Lieutenant?
- Pretty good.
- Will you stay there too now?
- No, I'll find us a place with an elevator.
- Just for the three of us, OK?
- OK.
But you're coming over tonight, right?
- I won't tell Mom. It'll be a surprise.
- A surprise?
OK, go back to school now.
I have to help a friend.
Round up everything on David Simon.
He just broke out of jail.
I know, everyone's talking about it.
The court employee who helped him
escape is gone too.
Gone? What?
He booked a flight to London,
but he wasn't on it.
Hey, check out the guy
waiting by the soda machine.
Apparently he saw something
when Garbo was shot.
Nanette...
Who's the guy out there?
Christian Schatta, a farmer
near where Garbo's body was found.
Weird guy. Refused to talk to us,
said he didn't talk to cops,
but now he wants to talk.
- Where's the farmer?
- He was there a minute ago.
Like I said, weird guy.
Arian Jahani?
- Who are you? What do you want?
- Police. I need to talk to you.
About David Simon.
He needs help.
Please leave us alone.
I know you were doing drug deals
with David, but I don't care.
He disappeared from jail.
I think he was kidnapped.
He was scared.
For you too. Why?
- Are you really a cop?
- Yes, David told me to look out for you.
He's a friend of yours?
Then help me find him
before something worse happens.
I don't know what you mean.
I know nothing.
Wait...
Give me a pen.
Give me a call. Anytime.
If you want to help.
Who was David afraid of?
I can't help you.
I came to this country with my family
to start a new life.
Please leave.
The morning Garbo was shot...
I told you over the phone
we were about to arrest him.
- And?
- Did you do it?
You really want to ask that?
No.
- Yes?
- Blochin?
I need your help.
But no cops. OK?
Thanks for bringing me along.
Why do you get invited
to the summer party and I don't?
- They like me a lot right now.
- What does that mean?
The scandal about the Federal Minister
of Agriculture's dissertation.
When someone from the Federal Ministry
of Defense becomes Minister of Agriculture,
his job at the Ministry of Defense
becomes vacant. Understand?
Speaking of the Federal Ministry of Defense,
Dr. Klingner got us in trouble with the Army.
I'd like to tell him a thing or two.
- Forget it, Katrin, it won't do any good.
- Why?
You and your boss used to be
all about letting those guys have it.
The Minister of Defense told
the Senator of Justice to back off.
It doesn't matter if Simon shows up again,
we won't fight the Army.
Dr. Klingner.
- Nice to see you. Congratulations.
- And you are?
Katrin Steinbrenner, Undersecretary
of Berlin's Senator of the Interior.
I was there at that talk you had
with the Lieutenant General of the Army.
I remember.
- Congratulations on what?
- David Simon's escape.
Problem solved, as usual.
The Federal Government does what it wants,
their Berlin Senate pals look the other way.
That's democracy for you.
Once again... congratulations!
Don't think so badly of us.
We do the same as you.
We keep the mess you call democracy going
from 8:00 am to 10:00 pm daily.
I've never liked that
"end justifies the means" crap.
I'm sure you have
a very clear view of things.
But so do a lot of politicians,
that's not what matters.
- What does?
- Looking at things differently.
Consider who else would have access
to the military areas in Kabul.
Have a nice day, Mrs. Steinbrenner.
Good thing you came.
Hello.
This is what I came home to an hour ago.
I think I know who it was.
Look.
They've been there for 20 minutes,
staring up here.
What do they want from me?
- Why'd they wreck my apartment?
- It wasn't them.
That's the police.
They're waiting for David.
- David's in jail.
- Not anymore.
What? This is all because of him?
Someone has a problem with him,
that's why they took him out of jail.
His lawyer was here yesterday.
Dr. something... Nogly.
That's not his lawyer anymore.
What's this?
For Tommy.
I'm going to apply for custody.
I know it'll be hard after
everything that happened,
but I want to take care of him.
Everyone's dead.
Garbo, Toto...
Either I die now too,
or I'll make amends.
Well... sounds good.
Can we please turn that off?
We're eating,
I just got off work and I'm tired.
Please?
That's work. Excuse me.
- Blochin!
- Hello, Magda.
You're out. I heard.
I need a favor.
The home address of this lawyer.
Dr. Arnold Nogly . It's important.
You sound good.
Like a real cop again.
No problem, I'll get it.
The air bubbles belong here, right?
That's this here.
And...
I'll get it!
Surprise!
Lieutenant.
- Hungry?
- Yes.
I don't know why they won't
accept my disability at the lab.
They'd get subsidies
they could use elsewhere.
Will we get more money
because you're sick?
Well, you won't.
- Are you going to meet that Tilda again?
- We met a guru.
No I : 158 Grunewaldstr.
Don't do anything stupid. Magda.
- Are you going to meet that Tilda again?
- We met a guru.
Blochin?
Your daughter's talking to you.
A guru?
We met this woman
who's trying a new approach to MS
with some patients at Lake Wolzig.
I think.
- Does it sound good?
- I don't know. But this woman is great.
But you did call her a guru.
That doesn't sound so great.
That was a joke.
- She's just... a cool lady, I think.
- OK, I have to run.
Sorry, I might be back later.
Good night.
Blochin?
- Where are you going?
- Remember David? Your ex-boyfriend?
- David Simon?
- Yes, he's in trouble.
And it's my fault. He needs me.
- We need you too.
- Yes, but I feel like my family's guest here.
- Hey!
- What?
I didn't get you out of jail
so you can screw up again.
You know what it's like
when you try to do the right thing,
- but you keep screwing up?
- Feeling sorry for yourself?
Homicide 7 meeting tomorrow at 8:00 am.
You'd better be there.
- Thanks!
- For what?
For getting me out.
Who are you?
- Blochin, Homicide.
- Homicide cop?
Nice to meet you,
Blochin, Homicide.
Pheline Nogly.
- Are you going to arrest him?
- Who?
Your dad?
My dad, my lover, you choose.
You want to introduce yourself
or should I?
Mr. Blochin, right?
What can I do for you
on this mild summer night?
I wanted to warn you.
- About what?
- About me.
If anything happens
to David Simon, I'll get you.
What makes you think
I'm involved with his disappearance?
He's no longer my client.
Let David go or I'll get you.
If it's the last thing I do as a cop.
I believe you.
Especially your wish
for one last job as a cop.
Just let it be over already, huh?
Your whole attitude
has something fatalistic about it.
A drive for finality.
You know the psychological term for that?
A death wish.
This isn't about me.
It's about David and you.
For you.
- Who's this?
- Blochin.
- Where are you?
- Sorry, man.
I can't tell you.
Sorry for how it all went down,
but I had to get out of there.
Don't worry, I'll be fine.
Forget about me, OK?
David, where are you?
- You want me to buy that?
- Is it important that you buy it?
Don't you think all your efforts
have only made things worse?
Maybe you should just let go.
I know you.
I know.
You used to stop by the home.
On special occasions, Christmas, birthdays...
With presents for the kids.
Sometimes you'd slip
the older ones five marks.
- But never you.
- Never me.
Good night, Blochin.
Take care of yourself.
Can I sleep here?
Sure, honey.
You OK?
Sleep.
I said "sleep".
How's your friend?
Is he still alive?
Or was he shot at a gas station?
I don't know how he is.
I really don't.
Pretty scary, huh?
First Toto, then Garbo.
- There must be a connection.
- Maybe, yes.
I know it sounds paranoid,
but I feel like they're watching me.
Because someone like you
has to be protected.
That's bullshit.
They have some weird thing going on
and now they just start killing people.
I checked again.
Schatta, that farmer who disappeared...
His farm's only 800 meters
from the crime scene.
Good morning.
- I have to talk to you.
- Later.
So, we're finally complete again.
Which of course we're all
very happy about.
- What's this?
- A GPS transmitter.
We found it under Garbo's car.
So, Blochin...
good coffee?
Pretty good. Why?
I think it's great they let you out of jail
because Ahmed changed his story,
but could you tell us
why you sat here
the morning after the shooting
without mentioning you were there?
I had a blackout.
An old friend of mine
shot two people in front of me.
I didn't know what to do.
You really think you'll get away with that?
You think anyone here still trusts you?
Chill out, Dankwart,
Blochin just said he made a mistake.
Not in those words,
but maybe that's what he meant.
That's easy. If you don't trust me anymore
and don't want me here,
I can get transferred.
It's not like we can't use your help.
We're getting nowhere with Garbo's case
and you knew him well.
I just don't know if you want to help us.
- What does that mean?
- Enough. We all want to find Garbo's killer.
That's why the two of us
are going out to the country
to have a closer look
at this Schatta guy.
- Who's Schatta?
- A farmer who lives near the crime scene.
Apparently he saw something during
the shooting that he doesn't want to tell us.
- You think that farmer saw us?
- No idea. We're about to find out.
What'd you want to talk about?
Yesterday I saw Nogly,
David's former lawyer.
- He's in contact with David.
- How do you know?
He got David on the phone for me.
- With David Simon?
- David's scared of somebody.
And Nogly's the connection.
But to whom?
I'll find out,
with or without your help.
Let's fix this problem first.
Hey. Can I help you?
Reinholz is dead.
Sorry, who's that again?
The court employee
who helped David escape.
He was found in a parking lot,
two shots to the chest.
Isn't that strange?
Why would David Simon shoot him?
Did they find David?
- Who's that?
- My brother-in-law.
Who doesn't believe
David Simon escaped anyway.
- What does he believe then?
- No idea.
He smells a giant conspiracy.
I'll call you back, OK?
Anyone there?
Mr. Schatta?
Hello?
He's interested in politics.
- If he saw us, why didn't he say anything?
- No idea.
But we shouldn't wait for him
to change his mind.
Which means...
Mr. Schatta!
Hello.
My colleague and I are police,
from the homicide squad.
You came to give a statement yesterday.
Then you suddenly disappeared.
- And we were wondering why.
- Because I have nothing to say.
And you didn't realize that
until you got to our precinct?
I realized that when I saw you there.
A few weeks ago, someone
was killed in a field near here.
You could say he was shot
in the back in cold blood.
We heard that you saw something.
If I did, I forgot.
And can we be sure
you won't remember again?
We only know
what we want to know. Right?
I just want to be left alone.
Please leave me alone.
No problem.
And unless you give us a reason,
we won't come back.
- Understood?
- Understood.
We're not out of the woods yet.
You once wrote a report
about private military contractors in Kabul.
But all I can find online
is your byline.
- The content's not there.
- Why do you care?
- If I tell you, you'll write about it.
- If I may.
- You may not.
- Then I surely won't.
OK, then I'll tell you.
I'm working on a statistical report.
Will you tell me now?
OK. Just for you.
It's about Turobin.
The Federal Ministry of Defense
uses them for security, goods, shipping...
They can enter and leave the base
as they please.
They could've brought anything in...
Explosives, bombs, weapons.
- Drugs?
- Yes, sure.
Why couldn't you publish the article?
When Turobin caught wind of it,
they scared off my sources.
Everyone pulled back.
Then Turobin's lawyers pressured
the editor-in-chief until we chickened out.
End of story.
Hello.
Are you looking for someone?
- Yes, Tilda.
- My wife.
She's down by the lake.
Just go down the path.
Thank you.
Hello...
- Inka?
- Yes.
You found us!
Your husband told me
you were here.
Is he still rehearsing
his harmonica concert?
I can't wait.
I'm not allowed to hear it
until it's done.
- You brought your bathing suit?
- I did.
- So you all live here?
- Yes.
Some live here and some come to visit,
like you.
- And they all have MS?
- Most of them.
But we don't exclude anyone.
As long as they're sick.
- And you all pretend you're not sick?
- No...
We swim and dance,
cook and talk, screw...
Isn't the water wonderful?
Awesome!
Let's count to 15,
and if Tilda's not here,
we'll have to get her.
I saw a catfish.
Blochin?
Hello, Sister Baumbauer.
- My God, it's been a long time.
- 25 years.
Remember this man?
I remember seeing him here all the time.
Yes, a lawyer.
He donated money to us regularly.
- Does he still come around?
- No.
He stopped coming by
when you left us.
Which made us realize
who the donations were for.
Shukshin...
- What?
- Shukshin.
The patron behind the money.
I heard it somewhere.
- It's so long ago.
- Shukshin's a Russian name.
You know why we called you Blochin?
I had a picture of that soccer player
in my pocket when I was found...
Oleg Blokhin.
Heard today's big news?
Forensics sent three new videos for us.
Maybe Blochin can tell us why
we have to watch his crappy teenage videos.
Where are you?
Bungartz is taking out
his bad mood on me.
How about a little police work?
Fuck police work.
I'll call back later.
What is it?
Go for it.
Throw in the contrast material.
- What's that?
- Mold. We know from the smoke.
- Shit.
- Major shit.
Shit fuck.
- Nanette, what's up?
- Where is everyone?
Bungartz's pissed because
the crime clearance rate dropped by 0.08%.
Now he's crying and asking about Garbo.
How'd it go with the farmer?
Listen, don't bother me.
I'll tell you if there's news.
What's with everybody today?
Excuse me, is there room for one more?
Sure.
- Unless you have a bunch of brats in tow.
- No, just one.
Oh yes?
- Which one's yours?
- The one with the beige T-shirt.
Nice.
- Mom, will you play soccer with me?
- I can't, Luis. Not with these shoes.
OK.
Can you please play with me?
- Me?
- Yes, you.
I can't run.
I have a wooden leg. Here.
Want to knock on it?
See? It's all wood.
- Like Captain Hook.
- I'll be right there, OK?
I tell him to be wary of strangers,
but he won't listen.
What?
I wonder how wary you are of strangers.
I might not be a good example.
- How about a weekend at the beach?
- Are you nuts? My husband will be home.
Oh, yes...
Your husband will be home.
OK, I have to go.
Don't forget your son.
I think I'll get a new one.
That one's too violent.
Cool.
There's an elevator, in case you...
- I mean...
- In case what?
You can say it.
In case I'm in a wheelchair soon?
Did they hit you on the head in jail?
How will we pay for this place?
- With that money?
- Yes.
- I thought that was for bad times.
- I thou ht these were bad times.
- Maybe they're worse than I thought.
- What's that supposed to mean?
I don't know.
Me falling, you going to jail...
Something's changed.
It's like I'm numb.
Grille's doing well at Dominik's.
She feels safe there.
What's that supposed to mean?
- I'm her dad, she misses me.
- Of course she does.
She's seen you once
since you got out.
Your brother's taking my family away.
You shouldn't have moved in
without talking to me.
We couldn't talk to you.
Couldn't even visit.
I had to decide on my own.
And the decision somehow...
removed me from you.
Removed?
Did you just say that?
- Don't get upset over one word.
- I am because that's a shitty word!
Is everything set for introducing
the local Afghan staff?
Basically yes.
But there were a few protests.
Some think it makes no sense
for us to put refugees,
who fear for their lives due to the Taliban,
up on a platform.
Did you explain that we need
some kind of media coverage?
- Some don't want to come anyway.
- Yes...
It'll be fine.
I have to sweet talk the opposition leader's
wife at cooking class now.
And you?
I'm home alone.
My family went to the Baltic Sea.
- What about the escaped prisoner?
- David Simon?
Just a matter of hours.
Or years.
If he even escaped, that is.
Mrs. Steinbrenner,
stop thinking about that.
You shouldn't even have started.
Good night.
Good night.
I explained numerous times,
I was at the sauna with a friend.
Yes, you can tell she's never
been interested in politics.
Yes?
I have to tell you something.
But maybe not on the phone.
Actually, it's like this.
I'd like to see you,
and I have to tell you something.
I'm tired.
I had a hard day.
But, if you want to...
stop by.
Inka and Grille are spending the night
at their guru's lace.
- Should I bring anything?
- Surprise me, honey.
See you soon.
- Here. Yours is broken.
- Wow.
- Where'd you get it at this hour?
- I stole it from City Hall.
I like your son.
- Does he take after his dad or his mom?
- Definitely after me.
But my daughter's
the spitting image of my husband.
- Who is it?
- Open up!
Let me in.
It's Blochin. Sounds urgent.
So let him in.
OK.
I have to talk to Inka.
Where is she?
She's not here. They're spending the night
at the lake with Tilda.
- Hello.
- Oh...
Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt.
Did David Simon
ever mention the name Turobin?
Turobin? Who's that?
A military contractor
working in war zones.
- Including Kabul.
- And?
The Federal Ministry of Defense
has to invite tenders for big jobs.
But Turobin got them all without bids.
Fellow party members told me.
I never would've paid attention to it
if it wasn't for Klingner.
Who's Klingner?
One of the most influential Undersecretaries
of the Federal Ministry of Defense.
Why would he foul his own nest?
- What's that got to do with David?
- Turobin is hard to get at.
They front as a consulting firm
called Bohrmann & Windscheid.
When you call there and ask for Turobin,
you get a Dr. Arnold Nogly.
- David's former lawyer.
- Exactly.
So that's who he's afraid of.
- Who are they?
- Founded in '94 by a Russian colonel.
His name is Gregori Shukshin.
Shukshin...
What's up with him?
Personal problems.
Look after him, I have to go home.
Good night, Blochin.
So what's going on with you and Inka?
It's not looking good.
Maybe you should try a little.
We're going to the lake tomorrow
for some sensitization thing for the family.
You could show some
commitment for a change.
Hello, Mrs. Steinbrenner.
- I thought I'd run into you here.
- Hello, Dr. Klingner.
Have you heard about
the governmental restructuring?
Just from the papers.
I'd have thought a woman
with your skills would know more.
Am I wrong or do I sense
an urge to communicate?
An Undersecretary of the Ministry of Defense
will be the next Minister of Agriculture.
And we want his successor
to breathe new life into the place.
Actually, I have heard that.
And we thought about you.
- What?
- Only if you want it, of course.
And if you don't bite
the hand that feeds you.
- Hello, Willi. How'd it go?
- Not good. They're canceling our loans.
What?
Even with Nanette's investment?
They say I made false statements
and missed appointments.
That's bullshit, they're just scared.
All because they're too stupid
to open the new airport!
Calm down. What false statements?
What appointments?
Who cares, man!
- We need money right now!
- Willi...
Please explain what the bank means
by false statements.
Leave me alone.
So?
- How does it feel?
- Numb. It feels numb.
Sorry.
- Hello?
- Blochin.
David wants to see you.
But it has to be now.
- Can you make it? He seems unstable.
- Where is he?
At an old friend's cottage.
Hold on, I wrote her name somewhere.
Doreen.
Could that be right?
I know the place.
Sorry, I have to go.
I'm so sorry.
Dominik, I need the keys.
Everything OK?
I'm very excited
that we can all be here today.
It's a symbol of different cultures
joining forces in the name of peace.
That's why it's important to me
to personally welcome those people
who've been fighting for peace in Central Asia
to our city of Berlin.
I'd like to welcome Arian, Basira
and Faruiza Jahani from Kandahar.
Faruiza is five weeks old.
Welcome, little Faruiza!
Doreen?
David?
I'd also like to welcome
Saima and Atik Muhensi.
David!
Come on!
Part 3
Well, Blochin?
Want to move in with us?
What are you doing?
Let me go, please!
Shit!
Let me out of here,
you bastards!
- Thanks for coming.
- No problem. Hello.
Any idea where he is?
Gone. On the way to the DA's office,
two men disabled the guards
and took David Simon
to the parking garage.
- A van was waiting for them.
- Hello. What do we have?
The third breakout
in eight years.
All because the Senate
can't fix these security gaps.
Where's Blochin?
- Maybe he was involved in Simon's escape.
- Why would he?
Both would be free
without testifying.
We know why Blochin's
been involved with Simon lately.
You want to revoke the deal?
Put Blochin back in jail?
Hardly.
I just closed his investigation.
I'd look like an idiot in court.
If your misguided ambition has anything
to do with this escape, you'll regret it.
Yes?
David Simon escaped
from the courthouse an hour ago.
Before testifying.
- What?
- Blochin...
What do you mean he escaped?
Why would he agree to testify
and then run off?
No idea. Maybe he was faking it all
so they'd take him to the courthouse.
I doubt it. Maybe someone
didn't want him to testify.
Right, and who kidnapped him?
The military?
If I find out you had anything
to do with this escape...
Hey.
Hey yourself.
- I missed you so much, sweetie.
- Me too.
Want some ice cream?
- What's it like staying with the Lieutenant?
- Pretty good.
- Will you stay there too now?
- No, I'll find us a place with an elevator.
- Just for the three of us, OK?
- OK.
But you're coming over tonight, right?
- I won't tell Mom. It'll be a surprise.
- A surprise?
OK, go back to school now.
I have to help a friend.
Round up everything on David Simon.
He just broke out of jail.
I know, everyone's talking about it.
The court employee who helped him
escape is gone too.
Gone? What?
He booked a flight to London,
but he wasn't on it.
Hey, check out the guy
waiting by the soda machine.
Apparently he saw something
when Garbo was shot.
Nanette...
Who's the guy out there?
Christian Schatta, a farmer
near where Garbo's body was found.
Weird guy. Refused to talk to us,
said he didn't talk to cops,
but now he wants to talk.
- Where's the farmer?
- He was there a minute ago.
Like I said, weird guy.
Arian Jahani?
- Who are you? What do you want?
- Police. I need to talk to you.
About David Simon.
He needs help.
Please leave us alone.
I know you were doing drug deals
with David, but I don't care.
He disappeared from jail.
I think he was kidnapped.
He was scared.
For you too. Why?
- Are you really a cop?
- Yes, David told me to look out for you.
He's a friend of yours?
Then help me find him
before something worse happens.
I don't know what you mean.
I know nothing.
Wait...
Give me a pen.
Give me a call. Anytime.
If you want to help.
Who was David afraid of?
I can't help you.
I came to this country with my family
to start a new life.
Please leave.
The morning Garbo was shot...
I told you over the phone
we were about to arrest him.
- And?
- Did you do it?
You really want to ask that?
No.
- Yes?
- Blochin?
I need your help.
But no cops. OK?
Thanks for bringing me along.
Why do you get invited
to the summer party and I don't?
- They like me a lot right now.
- What does that mean?
The scandal about the Federal Minister
of Agriculture's dissertation.
When someone from the Federal Ministry
of Defense becomes Minister of Agriculture,
his job at the Ministry of Defense
becomes vacant. Understand?
Speaking of the Federal Ministry of Defense,
Dr. Klingner got us in trouble with the Army.
I'd like to tell him a thing or two.
- Forget it, Katrin, it won't do any good.
- Why?
You and your boss used to be
all about letting those guys have it.
The Minister of Defense told
the Senator of Justice to back off.
It doesn't matter if Simon shows up again,
we won't fight the Army.
Dr. Klingner.
- Nice to see you. Congratulations.
- And you are?
Katrin Steinbrenner, Undersecretary
of Berlin's Senator of the Interior.
I was there at that talk you had
with the Lieutenant General of the Army.
I remember.
- Congratulations on what?
- David Simon's escape.
Problem solved, as usual.
The Federal Government does what it wants,
their Berlin Senate pals look the other way.
That's democracy for you.
Once again... congratulations!
Don't think so badly of us.
We do the same as you.
We keep the mess you call democracy going
from 8:00 am to 10:00 pm daily.
I've never liked that
"end justifies the means" crap.
I'm sure you have
a very clear view of things.
But so do a lot of politicians,
that's not what matters.
- What does?
- Looking at things differently.
Consider who else would have access
to the military areas in Kabul.
Have a nice day, Mrs. Steinbrenner.
Good thing you came.
Hello.
This is what I came home to an hour ago.
I think I know who it was.
Look.
They've been there for 20 minutes,
staring up here.
What do they want from me?
- Why'd they wreck my apartment?
- It wasn't them.
That's the police.
They're waiting for David.
- David's in jail.
- Not anymore.
What? This is all because of him?
Someone has a problem with him,
that's why they took him out of jail.
His lawyer was here yesterday.
Dr. something... Nogly.
That's not his lawyer anymore.
What's this?
For Tommy.
I'm going to apply for custody.
I know it'll be hard after
everything that happened,
but I want to take care of him.
Everyone's dead.
Garbo, Toto...
Either I die now too,
or I'll make amends.
Well... sounds good.
Can we please turn that off?
We're eating,
I just got off work and I'm tired.
Please?
That's work. Excuse me.
- Blochin!
- Hello, Magda.
You're out. I heard.
I need a favor.
The home address of this lawyer.
Dr. Arnold Nogly . It's important.
You sound good.
Like a real cop again.
No problem, I'll get it.
The air bubbles belong here, right?
That's this here.
And...
I'll get it!
Surprise!
Lieutenant.
- Hungry?
- Yes.
I don't know why they won't
accept my disability at the lab.
They'd get subsidies
they could use elsewhere.
Will we get more money
because you're sick?
Well, you won't.
- Are you going to meet that Tilda again?
- We met a guru.
No I : 158 Grunewaldstr.
Don't do anything stupid. Magda.
- Are you going to meet that Tilda again?
- We met a guru.
Blochin?
Your daughter's talking to you.
A guru?
We met this woman
who's trying a new approach to MS
with some patients at Lake Wolzig.
I think.
- Does it sound good?
- I don't know. But this woman is great.
But you did call her a guru.
That doesn't sound so great.
That was a joke.
- She's just... a cool lady, I think.
- OK, I have to run.
Sorry, I might be back later.
Good night.
Blochin?
- Where are you going?
- Remember David? Your ex-boyfriend?
- David Simon?
- Yes, he's in trouble.
And it's my fault. He needs me.
- We need you too.
- Yes, but I feel like my family's guest here.
- Hey!
- What?
I didn't get you out of jail
so you can screw up again.
You know what it's like
when you try to do the right thing,
- but you keep screwing up?
- Feeling sorry for yourself?
Homicide 7 meeting tomorrow at 8:00 am.
You'd better be there.
- Thanks!
- For what?
For getting me out.
Who are you?
- Blochin, Homicide.
- Homicide cop?
Nice to meet you,
Blochin, Homicide.
Pheline Nogly.
- Are you going to arrest him?
- Who?
Your dad?
My dad, my lover, you choose.
You want to introduce yourself
or should I?
Mr. Blochin, right?
What can I do for you
on this mild summer night?
I wanted to warn you.
- About what?
- About me.
If anything happens
to David Simon, I'll get you.
What makes you think
I'm involved with his disappearance?
He's no longer my client.
Let David go or I'll get you.
If it's the last thing I do as a cop.
I believe you.
Especially your wish
for one last job as a cop.
Just let it be over already, huh?
Your whole attitude
has something fatalistic about it.
A drive for finality.
You know the psychological term for that?
A death wish.
This isn't about me.
It's about David and you.
For you.
- Who's this?
- Blochin.
- Where are you?
- Sorry, man.
I can't tell you.
Sorry for how it all went down,
but I had to get out of there.
Don't worry, I'll be fine.
Forget about me, OK?
David, where are you?
- You want me to buy that?
- Is it important that you buy it?
Don't you think all your efforts
have only made things worse?
Maybe you should just let go.
I know you.
I know.
You used to stop by the home.
On special occasions, Christmas, birthdays...
With presents for the kids.
Sometimes you'd slip
the older ones five marks.
- But never you.
- Never me.
Good night, Blochin.
Take care of yourself.
Can I sleep here?
Sure, honey.
You OK?
Sleep.
I said "sleep".
How's your friend?
Is he still alive?
Or was he shot at a gas station?
I don't know how he is.
I really don't.
Pretty scary, huh?
First Toto, then Garbo.
- There must be a connection.
- Maybe, yes.
I know it sounds paranoid,
but I feel like they're watching me.
Because someone like you
has to be protected.
That's bullshit.
They have some weird thing going on
and now they just start killing people.
I checked again.
Schatta, that farmer who disappeared...
His farm's only 800 meters
from the crime scene.
Good morning.
- I have to talk to you.
- Later.
So, we're finally complete again.
Which of course we're all
very happy about.
- What's this?
- A GPS transmitter.
We found it under Garbo's car.
So, Blochin...
good coffee?
Pretty good. Why?
I think it's great they let you out of jail
because Ahmed changed his story,
but could you tell us
why you sat here
the morning after the shooting
without mentioning you were there?
I had a blackout.
An old friend of mine
shot two people in front of me.
I didn't know what to do.
You really think you'll get away with that?
You think anyone here still trusts you?
Chill out, Dankwart,
Blochin just said he made a mistake.
Not in those words,
but maybe that's what he meant.
That's easy. If you don't trust me anymore
and don't want me here,
I can get transferred.
It's not like we can't use your help.
We're getting nowhere with Garbo's case
and you knew him well.
I just don't know if you want to help us.
- What does that mean?
- Enough. We all want to find Garbo's killer.
That's why the two of us
are going out to the country
to have a closer look
at this Schatta guy.
- Who's Schatta?
- A farmer who lives near the crime scene.
Apparently he saw something during
the shooting that he doesn't want to tell us.
- You think that farmer saw us?
- No idea. We're about to find out.
What'd you want to talk about?
Yesterday I saw Nogly,
David's former lawyer.
- He's in contact with David.
- How do you know?
He got David on the phone for me.
- With David Simon?
- David's scared of somebody.
And Nogly's the connection.
But to whom?
I'll find out,
with or without your help.
Let's fix this problem first.
Hey. Can I help you?
Reinholz is dead.
Sorry, who's that again?
The court employee
who helped David escape.
He was found in a parking lot,
two shots to the chest.
Isn't that strange?
Why would David Simon shoot him?
Did they find David?
- Who's that?
- My brother-in-law.
Who doesn't believe
David Simon escaped anyway.
- What does he believe then?
- No idea.
He smells a giant conspiracy.
I'll call you back, OK?
Anyone there?
Mr. Schatta?
Hello?
He's interested in politics.
- If he saw us, why didn't he say anything?
- No idea.
But we shouldn't wait for him
to change his mind.
Which means...
Mr. Schatta!
Hello.
My colleague and I are police,
from the homicide squad.
You came to give a statement yesterday.
Then you suddenly disappeared.
- And we were wondering why.
- Because I have nothing to say.
And you didn't realize that
until you got to our precinct?
I realized that when I saw you there.
A few weeks ago, someone
was killed in a field near here.
You could say he was shot
in the back in cold blood.
We heard that you saw something.
If I did, I forgot.
And can we be sure
you won't remember again?
We only know
what we want to know. Right?
I just want to be left alone.
Please leave me alone.
No problem.
And unless you give us a reason,
we won't come back.
- Understood?
- Understood.
We're not out of the woods yet.
You once wrote a report
about private military contractors in Kabul.
But all I can find online
is your byline.
- The content's not there.
- Why do you care?
- If I tell you, you'll write about it.
- If I may.
- You may not.
- Then I surely won't.
OK, then I'll tell you.
I'm working on a statistical report.
Will you tell me now?
OK. Just for you.
It's about Turobin.
The Federal Ministry of Defense
uses them for security, goods, shipping...
They can enter and leave the base
as they please.
They could've brought anything in...
Explosives, bombs, weapons.
- Drugs?
- Yes, sure.
Why couldn't you publish the article?
When Turobin caught wind of it,
they scared off my sources.
Everyone pulled back.
Then Turobin's lawyers pressured
the editor-in-chief until we chickened out.
End of story.
Hello.
Are you looking for someone?
- Yes, Tilda.
- My wife.
She's down by the lake.
Just go down the path.
Thank you.
Hello...
- Inka?
- Yes.
You found us!
Your husband told me
you were here.
Is he still rehearsing
his harmonica concert?
I can't wait.
I'm not allowed to hear it
until it's done.
- You brought your bathing suit?
- I did.
- So you all live here?
- Yes.
Some live here and some come to visit,
like you.
- And they all have MS?
- Most of them.
But we don't exclude anyone.
As long as they're sick.
- And you all pretend you're not sick?
- No...
We swim and dance,
cook and talk, screw...
Isn't the water wonderful?
Awesome!
Let's count to 15,
and if Tilda's not here,
we'll have to get her.
I saw a catfish.
Blochin?
Hello, Sister Baumbauer.
- My God, it's been a long time.
- 25 years.
Remember this man?
I remember seeing him here all the time.
Yes, a lawyer.
He donated money to us regularly.
- Does he still come around?
- No.
He stopped coming by
when you left us.
Which made us realize
who the donations were for.
Shukshin...
- What?
- Shukshin.
The patron behind the money.
I heard it somewhere.
- It's so long ago.
- Shukshin's a Russian name.
You know why we called you Blochin?
I had a picture of that soccer player
in my pocket when I was found...
Oleg Blokhin.
Heard today's big news?
Forensics sent three new videos for us.
Maybe Blochin can tell us why
we have to watch his crappy teenage videos.
Where are you?
Bungartz is taking out
his bad mood on me.
How about a little police work?
Fuck police work.
I'll call back later.
What is it?
Go for it.
Throw in the contrast material.
- What's that?
- Mold. We know from the smoke.
- Shit.
- Major shit.
Shit fuck.
- Nanette, what's up?
- Where is everyone?
Bungartz's pissed because
the crime clearance rate dropped by 0.08%.
Now he's crying and asking about Garbo.
How'd it go with the farmer?
Listen, don't bother me.
I'll tell you if there's news.
What's with everybody today?
Excuse me, is there room for one more?
Sure.
- Unless you have a bunch of brats in tow.
- No, just one.
Oh yes?
- Which one's yours?
- The one with the beige T-shirt.
Nice.
- Mom, will you play soccer with me?
- I can't, Luis. Not with these shoes.
OK.
Can you please play with me?
- Me?
- Yes, you.
I can't run.
I have a wooden leg. Here.
Want to knock on it?
See? It's all wood.
- Like Captain Hook.
- I'll be right there, OK?
I tell him to be wary of strangers,
but he won't listen.
What?
I wonder how wary you are of strangers.
I might not be a good example.
- How about a weekend at the beach?
- Are you nuts? My husband will be home.
Oh, yes...
Your husband will be home.
OK, I have to go.
Don't forget your son.
I think I'll get a new one.
That one's too violent.
Cool.
There's an elevator, in case you...
- I mean...
- In case what?
You can say it.
In case I'm in a wheelchair soon?
Did they hit you on the head in jail?
How will we pay for this place?
- With that money?
- Yes.
- I thought that was for bad times.
- I thou ht these were bad times.
- Maybe they're worse than I thought.
- What's that supposed to mean?
I don't know.
Me falling, you going to jail...
Something's changed.
It's like I'm numb.
Grille's doing well at Dominik's.
She feels safe there.
What's that supposed to mean?
- I'm her dad, she misses me.
- Of course she does.
She's seen you once
since you got out.
Your brother's taking my family away.
You shouldn't have moved in
without talking to me.
We couldn't talk to you.
Couldn't even visit.
I had to decide on my own.
And the decision somehow...
removed me from you.
Removed?
Did you just say that?
- Don't get upset over one word.
- I am because that's a shitty word!
Is everything set for introducing
the local Afghan staff?
Basically yes.
But there were a few protests.
Some think it makes no sense
for us to put refugees,
who fear for their lives due to the Taliban,
up on a platform.
Did you explain that we need
some kind of media coverage?
- Some don't want to come anyway.
- Yes...
It'll be fine.
I have to sweet talk the opposition leader's
wife at cooking class now.
And you?
I'm home alone.
My family went to the Baltic Sea.
- What about the escaped prisoner?
- David Simon?
Just a matter of hours.
Or years.
If he even escaped, that is.
Mrs. Steinbrenner,
stop thinking about that.
You shouldn't even have started.
Good night.
Good night.
I explained numerous times,
I was at the sauna with a friend.
Yes, you can tell she's never
been interested in politics.
Yes?
I have to tell you something.
But maybe not on the phone.
Actually, it's like this.
I'd like to see you,
and I have to tell you something.
I'm tired.
I had a hard day.
But, if you want to...
stop by.
Inka and Grille are spending the night
at their guru's lace.
- Should I bring anything?
- Surprise me, honey.
See you soon.
- Here. Yours is broken.
- Wow.
- Where'd you get it at this hour?
- I stole it from City Hall.
I like your son.
- Does he take after his dad or his mom?
- Definitely after me.
But my daughter's
the spitting image of my husband.
- Who is it?
- Open up!
Let me in.
It's Blochin. Sounds urgent.
So let him in.
OK.
I have to talk to Inka.
Where is she?
She's not here. They're spending the night
at the lake with Tilda.
- Hello.
- Oh...
Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt.
Did David Simon
ever mention the name Turobin?
Turobin? Who's that?
A military contractor
working in war zones.
- Including Kabul.
- And?
The Federal Ministry of Defense
has to invite tenders for big jobs.
But Turobin got them all without bids.
Fellow party members told me.
I never would've paid attention to it
if it wasn't for Klingner.
Who's Klingner?
One of the most influential Undersecretaries
of the Federal Ministry of Defense.
Why would he foul his own nest?
- What's that got to do with David?
- Turobin is hard to get at.
They front as a consulting firm
called Bohrmann & Windscheid.
When you call there and ask for Turobin,
you get a Dr. Arnold Nogly.
- David's former lawyer.
- Exactly.
So that's who he's afraid of.
- Who are they?
- Founded in '94 by a Russian colonel.
His name is Gregori Shukshin.
Shukshin...
What's up with him?
Personal problems.
Look after him, I have to go home.
Good night, Blochin.
So what's going on with you and Inka?
It's not looking good.
Maybe you should try a little.
We're going to the lake tomorrow
for some sensitization thing for the family.
You could show some
commitment for a change.
Hello, Mrs. Steinbrenner.
- I thought I'd run into you here.
- Hello, Dr. Klingner.
Have you heard about
the governmental restructuring?
Just from the papers.
I'd have thought a woman
with your skills would know more.
Am I wrong or do I sense
an urge to communicate?
An Undersecretary of the Ministry of Defense
will be the next Minister of Agriculture.
And we want his successor
to breathe new life into the place.
Actually, I have heard that.
And we thought about you.
- What?
- Only if you want it, of course.
And if you don't bite
the hand that feeds you.
- Hello, Willi. How'd it go?
- Not good. They're canceling our loans.
What?
Even with Nanette's investment?
They say I made false statements
and missed appointments.
That's bullshit, they're just scared.
All because they're too stupid
to open the new airport!
Calm down. What false statements?
What appointments?
Who cares, man!
- We need money right now!
- Willi...
Please explain what the bank means
by false statements.
Leave me alone.
So?
- How does it feel?
- Numb. It feels numb.
Sorry.
- Hello?
- Blochin.
David wants to see you.
But it has to be now.
- Can you make it? He seems unstable.
- Where is he?
At an old friend's cottage.
Hold on, I wrote her name somewhere.
Doreen.
Could that be right?
I know the place.
Sorry, I have to go.
I'm so sorry.
Dominik, I need the keys.
Everything OK?
I'm very excited
that we can all be here today.
It's a symbol of different cultures
joining forces in the name of peace.
That's why it's important to me
to personally welcome those people
who've been fighting for peace in Central Asia
to our city of Berlin.
I'd like to welcome Arian, Basira
and Faruiza Jahani from Kandahar.
Faruiza is five weeks old.
Welcome, little Faruiza!
Doreen?
David?
I'd also like to welcome
Saima and Atik Muhensi.
David!
Come on!