Kommissar Rex (Inspector Rex) (1994) s05e10 Episode Script

Series 5, Episode 10

1 INSPECTOR REX THE WILL - Can you manage? - Yes.
Good grief! A pity.
My last Will.
Being of sound mind, I bequeath in the case of my death MY goodness! Hello.
Hello.
Can I help you? My name's Kraus, Tanja Kraus.
I was the late Mr Stift's nurse.
Kainz.
I'm an architect.
Mr Stift's nephew asked me to do some renovations.
- Is he here? - I'm alone.
What a shame.
I've come for something Mr Stift promised me.
You're too late.
Everything has gone to an antique dealer.
- Do you know which one? - The place in Greiner Lane.
It's close by.
Greiner Lane? Thank you.
Goodbye.
Don't worry.
None of his stuff was much good.
Don't say that! Everything was beautiful.
Really! I've read that it's not prey dogs are really retrieving but the perfectly good stuff their owners throw away.
Do you agree? Obviously not.
Oh, Rex! What have you done? You've broken another ball.
Well, Mr Kainz have you had a look around? Yes.
I've done a few calculations.
To do up the whole house will be pretty expensive.
That's my problem.
Can you give me a figure? Not yet, but I estimate the electrics, plumbing No estimates, please.
Work out a figure.
Then call me, okay? Mr Stift! By the way a Mrs Kraus was here.
The nurse.
What for? To collect something your uncle had promised her.
Really? Did she take anything? There's nothing here.
She left.
That's fine then.
You see, Mr Stift In this will your uncle left a third of his estate to someone else.
Who? At this stage that's immaterial.
I knew your uncle well.
He was a regular client.
I expect that a third of his estate would mean about 20 million less in your inheritance.
Yes, of course it's dated.
No, it's not even three weeks old.
Well I think it's worth a small reward, don't you? Rex! I don't believe it.
No, Rex! Mr Gruber? Yes.
How can I help you? The sign on your shop door said you'd be here.
You bought up all Mr Stift's effects? Yes.
I was his nurse.
He promised me a painting.
A watercolour of the big wheel at the Prater.
I'd like it.
We should have it.
We're still sorting his things.
If you come to the shop on Monday, I'll have a look.
To the shop? Okay.
Can you tell me what it will cost? No, but it won't be expensive.
That's good.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.
- Hello, Mr Stift.
- Hello, Mr Zehrer.
I'm glad you've come.
Come in.
Don't speak too soon.
How do you know there isn't a more recent will? Come through.
You told me your uncle was bedridden and you looked after him.
You'd have known if a lawyer had visited him.
I didn't necessarily tell you everything.
No, of course not.
But you're here and that tells me you have a certain interest in this will.
I could give it to the beneficiary and come to an arrangement with them.
- What do you want? - As I said you stand to lose 20 million Have a seat.
The usual reward for finding things is 10%.
That's 2 million.
I'd be satisfied with that.
It shouldn't be a problem for you.
Where is the will? You'd never find it.
Your uncle was very imaginative.
Very well I'll have to come up with the money.
I'm glad you understand.
Well where is the will? Where's the will? Please.
Even if it were in this room, you'd never find it.
I'm glad we agree provisionally.
Come along, my dear Mr Stift.
I'll show you out.
You see, life wasn't meant to be I think it was really mean of you to take a colleague's pen.
I know you did it.
You did it just to annoy me.
Admit it.
No pen.
No ham roll.
It was you! I thought it was Kunz.
- What did I do? - Nothing.
Don't worry.
Where's Alex? Cheese.
From home.
The shops are closed.
Do I have to eat cheese because it's Sunday? Look.
Rex doesn't like it either.
- Now what's up? - He's brought cheese rolls.
You're lucky to get anything.
This is a matter of principle.
Kunz hates a messy desk and I hate cheese rolls.
Brandtner.
You see it's the principle that counts.
The ham roll is at stake.
I understand.
Ham or cheese? That is the question.
Stop fighting.
We'll go to the station and buy ham rolls.
How come? We're on duty.
We'll pass by on our way to the crime scene.
Give it to me.
This is most probably the murder weapon.
A stick with an ivory knob.
Mid-nineteenth century.
I don't suppose the killer noticed that.
He hit him several times.
I think the first blow was from behind.
I'll know more after the autopsy.
He died from injuries to the skull and brain.
I hope that was of some help.
See you soon.
The dead man's business partner Brandtner.
At this stage it looks like burglary.
Is anything missing? Nothing as far as I know.
- Nothing? - Correct.
Nothing.
The killer could have been looking for something.
Any idea what it might be? That occurred to me too.
But I can't think of anything.
Please keep thinking.
It's important.
By the way, Inspector it's strange that the door to the shop wasn't locked.
That would mean Mr Zehrer was expecting someone.
I couldn't say.
Okay.
Thank you.
How's it going? It will take forever to check these lists for missing items.
For example, where do I find a Thonet café chair, No.
14, in polished beechwood? You're sitting on it.
- How much is this? - 800 schillings.
I saw the same figurine at Zehrer's for half that.
- Do you know him? - Have you come to chat? and then we'll chat.
Do you think I stole it? Does Mr Zehrer have a stall here? Yes, but he's not here today.
That's a pity.
He always has nice things.
I don't know why they bother.
They've got heaps of money.
Now you have to buy it.
Why? - A hand's missing.
- It was already broken.
Prove it, or take me to court.
I'll take it, but tell me about Zehrer.
- 800 schillings! - That's daylight robbery.
There.
So what do you know about Zehrer? Nothing.
I don't meddle in other people's affairs.
How very decent of you.
Thank you.
And goodbye.
- Did you find out anything? - No.
But I bought an antique.
Nice.
- Late nineties? - Isn't it old? - It must be.
A hand's missing.
- Exactly.
Brandtner.
That sounds interesting.
Where? We're on our way.
Come on.
I found out there's a second storeroom.
Mr Gruber's none too pleased.
Well, Mr Zehrer wasn't killed here.
We should take a look all the same.
After you.
I told you there was nothing here no burglars and no murderers.
There's no harm in asking.
You might find another treasure here.
- What did you buy? - An antique porcelain figure.
Unfortunately, minus a finger.
Nice piece, isn't it? Viennese Empire, 1810.
I doubt you could afford it.
I believe you.
But I wonder why it's been left in the sun.
- Why not? - It fades the wood.
- I'd better have it moved.
- We'd be happy to help you.
There we go.
After you.
- What's this room used for? - Restoring furniture.
Isn't it awkward to have a wardrobe blocking the door? I think you're up to something else in here.
Something quite illegal.
This is how antiques from the East are smuggled into the country.
You cut up a valuable statue, import the pieces as seemingly worthless wood and then reassemble them here.
After a bit of restoration work the cut marks can't be seen any more.
Right? We'll continue our talk in the office.
Come on.
Let's go.
- How did you know that? - It was in the paper.
Can we only get him on smuggling and fraud? Maybe for receiving stolen goods too.
Do you think he killed Zehrer? Gruber has a watertight alibi.
I checked it.
If they were doing some shady business, lots of people could be suspects.
Is that thing from the flea market? It's not a thing! It's a work of art.
Isn't that right, Rex? I looked after Mr Stift during his last two years You may have known him.
He was bedridden.
I liked caring for him.
Mr Stift's nephew dismissed me just before his uncle died.
He said he was going to look after him.
He wouldn't let anyone near him.
He was probably jealous because I'd nursed Mr Stift and lived in his house.
I'd be delighted if you could start the day after tomorrow.
- Really? - Yes.
I must go to Vienna first.
I'll be back here the day after tomorrow.
Wonderful.
Don't get up, Mrs Neumann.
I'll find my own way out.
See you soon.
I'm looking forward to it.
Is anyone here? - Morning.
- Morning, madam.
- What can I do for you? - We spoke at the flea market.
I've come for the picture of the big wheel.
It's in the storeroom.
I'll fetch it.
All right.
Do you mean this one? Good old Mr Stift.
He wanted me to have it.
- How much is it? - I can't just give it to you.
Done! Thank you.
Thank you.
I see the frame's broken.
A piece has come off.
Who'd mend it? As you go out the door, take the first to the right.
They repair frames there.
Say Mr Gruber sent you.
He'll give you a good price.
How kind.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Goodbye.
- Hello.
- Hello.
How can I help you? Mr Gruber from the antique shop recommended you.
What would it cost to repair this frame? Only the boss can give you a quote.
He'll be in later.
Then I'll leave the painting here so he can take a look and give me a quote.
Fantastic.
I'll write you a receipt.
And you give me the picture.
- I'll come back later.
- There you are.
What can I do for you? I'm looking for a frame for a small picture.
Sorry.
We don't sell things.
We restore them.
Everything here belongs to someone.
That picture there too? Of course.
You can see the frame's broken.
- Thanks.
- My pleasure.
Goodbye.
My last Will.
Hi.
Mr Zehrer seems to have had a thriving business in stolen statues.
I don't think it's likely but maybe a customer took his revenge.
The people I've visited have been respectable and well-off and had no idea the things were stolen.
Zehrer had even given them a certificate of authenticity.
- This isn't really our area.
- Exactly.
Why are we doing it? We're investigating anyway.
People get furious when you try to take their statues.
One of them threatened me with an old sword.
- I can't see any scars.
- I hid behind a cupboard.
Luckily the sword got stuck.
Charge him with assaulting and obstructing a police officer.
Am I to tell the judge I hid behind a cupboard from a crazed swordsman? Sure.
Coffee? It was awful.
The police stopped me.
Why? I had an overhanging load.
- You've got a red flag on it.
- Because the police insisted.
Didn't you say you were a cop too? Yes, but I'd already bumped into the officer on point duty.
Terrible! I sent you a customer.
She wanted to have a frame repaired.
Did she leave it with you? Yes.
Thanks for recommending us.
Is it true you had a burglary and Zehrer was Dreadful.
Do they know who Yes, good luck to you too.
- I'm off to the post office.
- Fine.
- Hello.
- Do you know the price yet? You're in luck.
The boss is here.
Bye.
- Hello.
- Hello, madam.
I've looked at the frame.
To restore it would cost 2000 schillings.
You can't be serious.
I paid 500 schillings for the picture and the frame.
One could patch it up and paint over it but we don't do that.
I'll take it with me.
I can't afford that much.
- My receipt.
- Yes.
Sorry.
Never mind.
It has sentimental value.
Good old Mr Stift.
Goodbye.
Goodbye, madam.
Good evening, Mr Gruber.
- What are you doing here? - And you? I can guess why you're here.
Zehrer found my uncle's will.
- And you - You killed him.
- Now you've got the will.
- No I haven't got it.
Go away.
What are you doing with that picture? Give it to me.
Please.
Brandtner.
Rex! As long as you're okay.
First his partner, now him.
Hello.
I didn't think we'd meet again so soon.
The antique trade seems a dangerous line of business.
Yes and not only for the dealers.
We've had to reclaim several stolen statues lately.
The murder weapon was a screwdriver.
It's not from here.
It must be the murderer's.
He died between 12 and 2 a.
m.
He was holding this picture at the time.
- Anything else? - No.
Oh, yes.
I was right about the murder in the antique shop.
Zehrer was struck from behind.
He probably knew the murderer or he wouldn't have turned his back.
So long.
She took it back because the repairs were too dear.
Thanks.
Listen Nothing's missing.
Same as the antique shop.
He says that Gruber sent him a customer who wanted a frame repaired but it was too expensive so she took it back.
Hello.
My name's Brandtner.
Do you know her name? No but we've got the receipt for her painting.
- Can I see it? - Yes.
Can you describe her? She's stout, about my height, around 50, blond hair.
We've already searched this place.
Maybe we missed something.
I assume they were killed by the same person who probably knew both of them.
He was looking for something he didn't find.
Exactly, so maybe it's still here or there's a clue.
That means the hunt is on.
Exactly.
A mahogany desk, London, around 1800.
Furthering your educaflon? Read.
"Has several secret drawers.
" Did you find them? How could we when they're secret? Let's find them now, okay? What's this? It looks like a will that a certain Sebastian Stift wrote on a painting.
We found a list of items that a Mr Stift sold to the two dealers.
Rex Stay here, okay? Rex! Rex, can you hear me? Then come.
Let's see if that woman had anything to do with it.
Well done, Rex.
So Hi, Fritz.
It's me.
Find out who last worked for a Mr Sebastian Stift, as a carer or nurse.
A few papers are still missing but it's all just a formality.
- Can it go faster? - I'm afraid not.
You'll have the securities next week.
- Not until next week? - And the cash holdings.
In the meantime any bank will give you a loan with the will as security.
Is it so urgent? I wanted to go away on holiday.
I'm sorry but it can't be done faster.
You know how long these things take.
She worked there as a carer or nurse.
Yes, please call me back as soon as you know.
It's urgent.
Thanks.
I'm onto it.
They're calling me back.
Okay.
We've got two murders, photos of a Mr Stift's will and a nurse who looked after him.
- There's a link.
- But what? We'll know when we find Walter Stift or the nurse.
What's the matter? You look pale.
He hasn't had his ham roll yet today.
I see.
There's no cause for concern.
You're the sole heir.
I trust your uncle didn't make another will.
No No.
Thank you.
See you next week.
Let's send BÃck a ham roll to make him feel better.
Put your paw there.
I don't believe it! Look at this.
I paid 800 for the figurine.
And it had several thousand in it.
I'm rich.
I quit.
Kunz.
Yes.
Thank you.
The nurse is Tanja Kraus.
She works for Klara Neumann, Shit! We should have been there by now.
My last Will My nurse, Tanja Kraus, born on 30th is to inherit one third of my estate.
Vienna, 28th Give me the picture.
You gave me a fright.
What are you doing here? Give me the picture, Tanja.
Then I'll leave.
The picture? No, your uncle said it was for me and that it was important for my life.
You've already got too much.
Stop, stop! Help! Help! - What's going on? - Check it out.
Rex, fetch the picture! - Sorry.
The picture's ruined.
- Never mind.
At least the writing is still quite legible.
If a graphologist confirms it's Mr Stift's writing, the will is valid.
I'm sure that's Mr Stift's writing.
- Calendula ointment will help.
- Good.
- Thank you once again.
- My pleasure.
Thank you too.
Thank you.

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