Shades of Guilt (2015–2019): Season 1, Episode 4 - Die Illuminaten - full transcript

A teenager is alienated by the other students at his school, wanting to be accepted he participates in a satanic and mysterious ritual which has fateful consequences.

The Order of Illuminati
was founded on 1 May 1776

by Adam Weishaupt,

a professor of canon law
at the University of Ingolstadt.

At that time, only Jesuit students
had access to the libraries.

Weishaupt wanted to change that.

The order grew, until it was banned
because of its subversive tendencies.

This gave rise to
all kinds of theories.

Adam Weishaupt's resemblance
to George Washington

led to the claim that
the president had been murdered

and replaced by Weishaupt.

The national emblem
of the USA, the bald eagle,



was supposed to be proof.

And since people
love conspiracy theories,

suddenly everyone
belonged to the Illuminati.

Galileo,
the Babylonian goddess Lilith,

Lucifer and, eventually,
even the Jesuits themselves.

In reality, Weishaupt
died in Gotha in 1830.

All that remains
is a small memorial plaque

in Ingolstadt's
pedestrian zone.

For some, that's not enough.

Henry.

SHADES OF GUILT

THE ILLUMINATI

- You haven't changed a bit.
- No, I haven't.

- Still two packs a day.
- I've cut down.



- Johannes.
- Hey, Friedrich.

So how is the headmaster?

Well,

a teacher is dead,
one student almost died,

three others are under
investigation, and so am I...

For "neglect of supervisory duties".
Things are great.

Do you think Henry's parents
can press charges against me?

I'm seeing the public prosecutor
tomorrow. I'll know more then.

For now I want
to hear more about the boy.

Don't worry.

CONSTRUCTION SITE
KEEP OUT

The doctor said

that Ms Verdier came
just in time to save Henry's life.

Did you discover them?

- What's this?
- Good question.

I don't know
what to make of it.

I don't know what drove these boys.
I really don't have a clue.

Did you ever notice anything about
them, like an interest in the occult?

- Clothing, music, anything?
- Nothing at all.

It seems they'd been into it
for quite some time.

Of course,
I keep asking myself

why I never noticed anything.

I'm sure they made efforts
to keep you from noticing.

Henry was one of the first students
I welcomed as headmaster.

He was 12 at the time.

- Remember we climbed out?
- With sheets. Crazy.

- That was your idea.
- No, yours.

- Good morning, boys.
- Henry, your suitcase.

It's far too heavy.

- Let me carry it.
- Mum, it's fine.

He's old enough.

Henry, good to see you.

Hello.

- Welcome.
- How do you do?

Lukas, come here, please.

So Henry,
this is your new home.

- Lukas, will you show Henry his room?
- Sure, no problem.

May I invite you
to my office for coffee?

We'd like to see his room first.

- I'm sure Lukas will take us to you.
- No problem.

Of course,
please take your time.

It sure is nice here, Lukas.

- Is the food good?
- Yes.

Do you ever get chips?

Anna.

What?

Thank you. I'm sure
we'll find Mr Deittert's office.

- Thank you.
- Thank you, Lukas.

Leave it.

Isn't it wonderful here?

Have a safe trip home.
Don't worry about a thing.

- Look after yourself, sweetheart.
- Anna.

Bye, little bear.

Henry was one of those
you hardly notice.

- An outsider.
- Yes, absolutely.

Says and wears the wrong things,
not good at sports.

No one cared for him.

No one, or hardly anyone,
wanted anything to do with him.

See that boy in the denim jacket?

That's Ben,
Henry's only friend here.

- I'll get us some food.
- Great.

Hello.

Friedrich Kronberg. I'm a lawyer
and I'm representing the school.

Can I join you?

- Of course.
- Thanks.

You...

- You're a friend of Henry's, right?
- Yes.

Do you know how he is?

Probably not that great.

Have you had a chance
to talk to him since the incident?

Do you know if anyone else
might be in contact with him?

No, his parents don't want that.

Do you have any idea why or how
Henry ended up in that situation?

None whatsoever.

All I know is
that they had it in for him.

From the beginning.

You look cool again, little bear.

Just ignore them.

There's nothing you can do.
They're idiots.

- Are you here on a scholarship?
- No.

- Your father pays?
- Yes.

- Do you always dress like that?
- Why?

I'm Ben.

Could it be that his parents
don't pay him much attention?

- Maybe not the attention Henry needs.
- What kind of attention does he need?

They've never really
understood him. He's different.

Different how? It seems
you understood him, right?

Yes...

but not anymore, lately.
He'd become completely withdrawn.

- Since when, roughly?
- The last 6 months.

What happened to you?

I fell while jogging.

Did you fall on your face?

It was dark.

Do you have any idea
what happened to him?

- Good morning, Mr Deittert.
- Hello, Ben.

Excuse me, I have to go.

- Enjoy your meal.
- Thank you.

Ms Verdier and Henry
had a really close relationship.

- What does that mean?
- You'll see in a minute.

This is where she lived.

Here, look.
These are all Henry's drawings.

- Good morning, everybody.
- Good morning.

This is your new
art teacher, Ms Verdier.

Ms Verdier, this is your class.
Shall I introduce the students?

No, thank you.
They can do that themselves.

You need a sheet of paper
and one of these.

10 minutes.
Introduce yourselves.

- With this?
- Yes, or...

with this.

That's me.

She considered him
the biggest talent she ever met.

His fear, his struggles, his wounds.

It's all there.

- He belongs in an art academy.
- Of course.

But his parents think differently.

He's a councillor,
she's the daughter of a big developer.

Is their son an artist?

Besides,
Henry was a late bloomer.

Very fragile.

He needed someone's protection.

Did you tell the police
the drawings were Henry's?

No, I didn't.

She kept a diary,
which I didn't know.

The police took it.

If I'd known...

You're worried
about what it might say.

My God, she was 60,
Henry is 17.

Sure, she was fixated on him,
but that's...

I'd like to talk
to Ben again, if I may.

Yes, of course.

There are always rumours when
a student is favoured by a teacher.

Favoured in what way?

She gave him drawing lessons.

- The two of them by themselves?
- Exactly.

I was fine with it.
Nobody else got through to him.

Could she have had
anything to do with it?

No, I can't imagine that.

Yes, he'd always
had a knack for it.

I used to read a lot of fantasy books.
Henry would illustrate them for me.

His drawings were almost real,
more real than anything I'd pictured.

Have you by any chance
ever seen this one before?

Yes, and he really hit the mark.

- Come with me.
- What?

Come on.

Don't be a wuss.

Henry, leave it.

I...

I love you.

I'm sorry.

What are you doing?

- He made a drawing of her.
- He's head over heels.

So did you enjoy it, Francesca?

I only lost a bet.

Henry, you have
a stain on your trousers.

I'll try to visit Henry
as soon as I can.

If I see him,
can I give him a message?

He should come back.

That has to change.

My name is Kronberg.
I'm here to see the public prosecutor.

Mr Kronberg, hello, Langestein.

- Can you bring us the Deittert file?
- Thanks for seeing me.

I'm sure you understand

that my client wants
the case to be over quickly.

Yes, I understand.

The school's reputation
is on the line.

I don't see any neglect
of supervisory duties.

The building was properly secured.
The boys had broken the lock.

The interrogation records
are in the file. This way.

- What did they find in the lockers?
- Over 400 books.

About Inquisition trials,
Satanic rites, secret societies.

Their PCs were full of torture videos
and sadistic pornography.

But what the students keep
in their lockers and chests

is private.

They considered themselves
the heirs of Adam Weishaupt.

Called themselves Illuminati.

What does Henry Kremer
have to do with that?

They needed a victim.

They really wanted a girl,

but that's hard to find
at a boys' school.

A victim for what?

Exorcism.

So Henry was forced
to participate?

No, he wasn't.

Apparently,
he agreed to it himself.

Shithead.

You'll pay for this.

You're late.

Get undressed.

What?

Get undressed.

You know about
Henry's artistic talent?

Yes, I've seen some
of his drawings.

He recorded his ordeals
by means of these sketches.

I've committed a great offence
and will atone for it.

And?

I'm a thief and
a traitor to our society.

Get up.

You can go.

Henry.

When your guilt has been
atoned for, we'll induct you.

Don't worry.

It's only me.

From Lukas.

I've no idea what it says.
"Top secret," he said.

"Today we'll consecrate you
as one of the Illuminati."

My guilt is forgiven.

For you.

When your sins have been
expelled, you'll be our disciple.

Do you want that?

Yes.

Get up.

Are you ready?

Why didn't they take him down?
They must have seen he was dying.

No, apparently not.

They said they felt
he was provoking them.

- Provoking them how?
- Henry had an erection.

- Of course, due to the strangulation.
- The boys didn't make the connection.

You pig.

Hello?

Hello?

Henry.

No one wanted it to happen.
It really was an accident.

I heard that
Ms Verdier kept a diary.

Yes.

Does it contain any suggestion
of an improper teacher-student...

I know what you mean. Nothing points
to sexual assault. Nothing whatsoever.

It's a tragedy for Henry.

She saw him
as the greatest gift of her life.

Mrs Kremer?

Good morning. My name
is Kronberg, I'm a lawyer.

I'm representing the school
your son attends.

- Used to attend.
- Yes.

How is he?

Fine.

Is he home?
Could I have a word with him?

My husband wouldn't approve.

Could you and I have a word?

Tell Mr Deittert that my husband
will contact him when he sees fit.

Mrs Kremer, one moment.

Ms Verdier, Henry's art teacher,
had some drawings of his.

I want to return them.

They're in my car,
take a quick look.

I'm no expert, but...

your son is gifted.

Good morning, Kronberg.

What's going on?

They're Henry's drawings.

Please leave us alone.
Tell your client that too.

- Is Henry coming back?
- Of course not.

What's he doing now?

- Goodbye.
- Ms Verdier had high hopes for him.

Henry's tormentors
eventually confessed.

They were sentenced
to 3 years' youth custody.

They were not found responsible
for the teacher's death.

A person's guilt
is hard to measure.

All our lives
we strive for happiness,

but sometimes we go astray
and things go awry.

Then only the law
separates us from chaos,

a thin layer of ice, underneath
which it's cold and you die quickly.