Oderbruch (2024) s01e06 Episode Script

(Rattling under the hood)
(Engine falters)
[Distant scream]
[Louder scream]
(Ominous music)
Kai! Are you alright?
Come here.
[August groans]
[Rattling breath]
(Rumbling intensifies)
Kai?
Kai!
Kai!
Kai?
Kai!
Kai!
(Pistol clicks)
(Pistol clicks)
What doesn't kill you instantly
heals quickly if you drink blood.
I cleaned the gun. You can
kill yourself now if you want.
Then the truth dies with you.
Or you take responsibility
for what you've done.
You've destroyed a lot of lives.
Now you have the chance
to save some.
The bodies alone aren't enough.
There are no traces.
Everything they have so far
points to the father and Pulver Paul.
This other family,
the carpenter and his father,
they won't stop murdering.
You can help me
find out who they are!
We'll finish
what you started. Together!
That's what you wanted, right?
This book with the rules
Do you have one here?
(Intro music)
(Door opens)
Where's the letter?
Keep watch outside,
make sure no one comes in.
Where is it?
What's the meaning of this? Why didn't you put the letter back?
What if it's real? -It's just a joke.
You have no sense of humor. No one's disappeared since I've been here.
But if you don't do what I say, you soon will.
Does everyone here like it too much
to see that something's wrong?
If you don't like it,
you're welcome to leave.
Give me the letter back.
I want to find out what happened
to Katia. -Cut the crap.
You're not going to "find out" anything.
Because of you,
we're all going to get kicked out of here.
Are you trying to pick a fight with me?
You're right.
I like it here. And you're not going
to ruin that for me.
[Groans]
(Kai) This needs to be stitched up.
I know.
I can do it.
Don't worry, I
I've had enough blood.
Have you read it yet?
"The mark of blood,
flaunts on every stake"
That marks the territory
of a Great Hunter.
"Purity is the king,
Majesty has the strong blood."
The carpenter's father,
is he a Great Hunter?
Exactly. But I've never
figured out who it is.
Back in 1947, two murder victims already washed up
in Krewlow.
Our father was supposedly 22 back then
and a suspect.
But it was never solved.
There was
a second suspect.
But no one knows who it is.
There are no records,
as if someone had covered their tracks.
I asked our father
about the second suspect,
and for the first time
I saw fear in his eyes.
The second suspect from '47
is the Great Hunter.
"Standing above all doubt,
is the purest power's might,
Threateningly extinguishes every fire,
before it ignites,"
"When the flames reach him,
he falls from his throne."
He has to extinguish the fire.
Otherwise, he loses
his status as Great Hunter.
And the fire
is you and me.
So how do you want to proceed now,
with the search for the carpenter
and his father?
(Maggie) What about August Conrady?
I've seen him twice now,
and both times he took off.
You beat him up back then,
he was in the hospital for four months.
But there were no consequences whatsoever.
August has three older brothers.
Any one of them could be the carpenter.
His father is dead.
How do you know that?
I saw his grave.
Hm. I saw your grave too.
When will you need blood again?
I'm fine.
What are you planning now?
I'm going to Marek Gorski.
I'm sure he told the carpenter
where we were going.
And August Conrady. I'll talk to him too.
One rule is that you can't separate the rules
from the book.
You definitely shouldn't
build a mountain of corpses either.
(Dial tone)
This is Adrian Demko's mailbox.
Leave a message.
Hi, Adrian. Tell me,
has Marek turned up yet?
[Sighs]
(Glass shatters)
[Scream]
[Painful groan]
Come here. Come.
Leave me alone!
I I just want to help you, Adrian.
(Slurring) Nobody's helped me for 20 years.
Don't start now. -Where's Marek?
No idea where the bastard is. [Sobbing] I pissed myself.
Come on, Adrian. Hey
Get away! Leave me alone, you jerk.
- Get over here now.
Leave me alone! I'm fine.
- Get over here. Yeah, I'm fine too.
[Both groan]
Here.
[Roland groans]
Careful. I got you.
You were a little happy
when I got taken apart, huh?
Finally had Maggie
to yourself.
You always thought you were
better than me.
Too good for a life here.
But let me tell you something.
You're just as much of a small, miserable,
pitiable piece of shit as I am.
You'll never get out of here.
Your father,
he did it right.
Found the only way out.
In the end,
neither of us got her.
(Doorbell rings)
Goldhofer wants to talk to you.
(Phone, softly)
a colleague can talk to him.
Under your supervision.
Everything must be documented.
Okay. You can come this evening
and talk to him,
when we're through with him.
(Zajak) Thank you.
Where to? Who to talk to?
(Ominous music)
(Reporter) The investigation is proceeding
very slowly
In your situation,
I find it difficult
It's okay, just say it.
There was no foul play.
Your father
took his own life.
For decades, he was
the highest-ranking police officer in the area.
That raises questions.
You know what that means.
We have to recuse you due to bias
You don't know if the suicide
is related to the case and
kick me off.
I could help.
-You will.
As a witness.
It's not just about bias
regarding your father.
It appears that your
relationship with the witness Magdalena Kring
Is impairing your judgment.
I still have things at my
father's house. Can I pick them up?
(Zajak) You'll have to leave them here, unfortunately.
Part of the investigation. Sorry.
It's nothing personal, Roland.
It's work.
(Reporter) Mr. Voit! Mr. Voit!
(Murmur of voices
from press and officials)
Did he leave you a
message?
(Honking)
your father.
Do you have something to hide?
(Cracking of eggshell echoes loudly)
(Roland, young) Where's Mama?
She (drops spoon) She left us.
When is Mama coming back?
(Takes a deep, shaky breath)
(Silent)
(Rapid honking)
(Polish) Good day.
Marek Gorski?
Marek?
(Ominous music)
(German) Excuse me, I'm looking for this girl.
Yes?
-She was here before.
(Honking)
(Shouting, unintelligible)
(Polish) Let's go, we're going to be late.
(Polish) Who are you?
What are you doing here?
You're not allowed to be here! This is private property.
Leave now, please!
(Murmur of voices from the next room)
(Schoolgirl laughs)
(Lively conversations)
(Crowd falls silent)
Hi.
We know each other from the train. Remember?
I'm looking for a friend of mine, Marek Gorski. Do you know him?
You met him a few days ago at the gas station.
Polish, slim, 1.70 meters, short hair, stubble.
Are you sure? He approached you.
He also has photos of you and the others in his trailer.
Do you have any idea why?
(German) Hello.
May I ask who you are?
-Just a friend.
When did you last see him?
-Ilona, say nothing. Do you know her?
(German) Marek Gorski.
I need to find him. Do you know him?
Visits are by appointment only. Please leave.
You're not allowed to be here.
Don't touch me!
You're trespassing.
If you don't leave immediately,
I'll call the police.
Come. Please follow me.
We have strict rules.
To visit someone,
you must submit an official request.
It's in the best interest of our students.
Do you know someone
named Marek Gorski?
Excuse me, who are you
again and why are you here?
(Polish)
Who is this Marek Gorski?
We don't talk to strangers here.
Please abide by the rules.
And Katia Czernik?
A former student?
Where did you get that name?
The name is
carved into my nightstand.
[Sighs] The furniture is second hand.
I have a good memory,
there was no Katia Czernik here.
You have much to learn.
Hello? How can I help you?
I'm just getting
a few things from the house.
Okay. Show me.
(Key turns in the lock)
(Door opens)
(Quietly) all this has to
go. No idea.
Has all the evidence been secured yet?
-No. They said someone else is coming.
(Door opens)
What are you doing here?
Get out of here.
The police are here. If they
-I need your help.
They kicked me out.
Partly because of you.
I'm just getting my things.
After the funeral,
I'm going home.
I can't help you anymore.
I'm burning the box
with Kai's files.
It's the last thing I can do for you
-Roland, I need you.
I'm sorry.
That's exactly what I need.
Just a simple "I'm sorry."
Nothing more.
Or maybe a few sentences like
"Roland, I'm sorry that I got rid of our child
without telling you anything."
"When all of this is over, we'll talk."
"We weren't always honest
with each other, but we were young,
we didn't know how to deal with it."
Something like that.
Is that so hard?
(Rustling of bags)
I had the child.
(Voice trembling) A girl.
I haven't seen her since she was born.
She lives with adoptive parents in Zurich.
Roland
(Door slams)
(Cell phone dialing tone)
(Cell phone vibrates)
(Impact)
(Tires screech)
(Answers)
Stop, please!
When this is over,
we'll talk, okay?
Everything you say You're right!
We were so young!
I couldn't do it!
To be a family
I was so afraid
of doing something wrong,
and then I
then I did everything wrong.
I'm sorry!
I'm sorry
What's her name, our daughter?
Vera.
Okay.
What do you need?
[Clears throat]
The second suspect from '47, did you
find out who that is?
Mmh-mh.
That's the man who's responsible
for everything.
It's too long ago. 70 years.
He should be long dead, or at least
as old as your father.
That doesn't fit with the murders. -I know.
I need a list of Krewlow residents
who are old enough
to remember the case.
There's only one who's that old.
(Engine and slowly rolling tires)
(Ominous music)
(Engine off, car door closes)
(Device beeps)
(Doorbell rings)
(Woman, intercom) Yes?
Good day, we'd like to speak
with Wolfgang Jessen.
Police have already been here.
Mr. Jessen is very ill.
I already told you last time.
It won't take long,
just a few minutes.
(Buzzer)
Are you moving out of here?
Mr. Jessen wants to sell everything.
Won't live much longer, unfortunately.
Wife dead, no children.
Mr. Jessen
shouldn't speak for long.
Five minutes.
Doctor says otherwise it's not good.
Are you and Mr. Jessen alone here?
-No. We have nurses as well.
What do you want from Mr. Jessen?
He's been lying in bed for many years.
Can't leave the house.
(Coughing)
Herr Jessen? It's the police again.
(Coughing, beeping of EKG)
(Weak voice) You look familiar.
You're Voit Junior.
And who are you?
In 1947, there was a double murder here.
Do you remember that?
[Coughs]
The case was never solved, but there were two suspects.
The two Romanians.
Romanians?
Yes, Transylvanian Saxons. From Jakubini, I believe.
You could tell by their dialect.
They fled here after the war and occupied abandoned farms.
One of them even took the name Kring,
so they wouldn't be chased away.
Arthur Kring?
Exactly. Arthur.
The Krings bailed during the war.
Never came back.
Then one of the Romanians
[Coughs]
Arthur Kring
isn't the real Arthur Kring?
Nope, it was one of the Romanians.
[Takes a deep breath, coughs]
How do you know that?
Oh, quite a few people knew.
But back then, everyone
let everyone else do their thing.
Everyone had their own problems.
Shortly after the war.
Later, I got annoyed
because Kring
wouldn't sell me his land.
Who was the second one?
I don't know.
He was gone at some point.
[Coughs] (EKG alarm sounds)
Okay, that's enough. You have to leave.
The second Romanian, what did he look like?
-I said, that's enough!
You could never really see him properly.
Always had a hat pulled down low
over his face.
He didn't want to be recognized.
Soon, the usual rumors started circulating
Please leave immediately.
What kind of rumors?
-War criminal.
Almost all Romanian Germans were sent
to the SS or KZ company.
Was the second suspect's name Conrady?
[Coughs]
Leave now!
Maggie, come on. That's enough. We're leaving.
Arthur Kring
isn't the real Arthur Kring?
Exactly. Arthur.
That was one of the Romanians.
(Call declined)
Who was the second one?
You could never really see him properly.
Always wore
a hat pulled low over his face.
August Conrady!
(Voice echoes)
(Kochel)
What did you do with the blood?
(Through monitor) How did you
remove the blood from the bodies?
[Sighs]
Simpler question: How long
have you known Arthur Kring?
[Sighs]
The questions won't stop.
You can put an end
to all of this,
if you get this off
your chest.
(Paul grunts)
You don't have to wait. It'll be a while yet.
I'll let you know. -I only need two minutes. I'll wait.
It's not happening today.
You said I could talk to him today.
What do you want? I'll do it for you.
According to the cooperation agreement,
I have the right to talk to him -Then wait.
Okay.
Hey, brother.
Sorry, I just couldn't do it.
Thanks for your advice and everything
If it happens, it happens.
I don't care.
I'm ready.
I know you're right and all.
I can see it in your eyes.
You know exactly what I'm talking about.
(Piercing sound)
Dude chill out. It's okay. I'm not your responsibility.
You shouldn't have come back.
(Maggie)
Adrian! I went to Marek's place,
but he wasn't there. How do you even know him?
Just a coincidence. He was a seasonal worker
here for ages.
Privately, on the farms.
But only my father and the Conradys
are still private landowners.
Everyone else has sold out.
So, Marek worked for my father
and the Conradys?
Yeah. Why?
Whatever you're planning,
don't go to the Conradys!
They never forgave you
for what happened with August.
They hate you.
(Car approaching)
August.
Do you remember me?
Maggie.
I'd like to speak
to your father.
My father is dead.
Aha.
I'm looking for Marek Gorski.
Is he here?
I'm not afraid anymore.
Afraid? Of what?
[Whistles loudly] Come here!
Maggie's here!
(Ominous music)
You are not allowed
to enter our property!
August, what did she want from you?
-didn't say anything.
She's asking about Gorski.
Yeah, run!
We don't like Krings!
Stay away from August!
(Gunshot)
[Out of breath]
We have to get out of here. Come on, quick!
We're calling it a day.
We'll continue tomorrow.
Until you talk.
Have fun.
And turn on the camera.
[Paul grumbles]
Don't worry.
Mr. Möbius, I don't think
what the others think.
I don't think that we're dealing
with
ordinary serial killers here.
I also don't believe that you
have anything to do with it, Mr. Möbius.
I just have one question.
[Grumbling in agreement]
When Voit and I were with you,
you spoke of a Little
and a Great Hunter.
Is that the Great Hunter?
[Hissing]
[Breathing heavily]
Is that the Little One?
[Gasping]
You said we'd never find
the Little Hunter.
Does that mean he's still alive?
[Rapid breathing]
Thank you, Herr Möbius. That'll be all.
[Groans]
(Loud party music)
(Incomprehensible chatter)
(Loud heartbeat)
(Man, German)
Your wife has to leave.
I won't discuss anything in front of a sheep.
(Arthur) She stays. We have
no secrets from each other.
(Minna) We'll do anything you want!
But please spare our daughter!
(Arthur) We can also help you
implicate Paul Möbius
(Slow footsteps)
(Minna) I beg you!
We'll do anything you want!
(Man) I will not speak
in front of a sheep.
That's not allowed.
(Footsteps)
(Door closes)
(Man) I have no choice.
I have
no more power to decide.
I always warned you that
this day would come eventually.
Your son
is to blame for this, not me.
(Arthur) You can talk to them.
-It's too late for that.
Maggie's life
is no longer in my hands.
All of our lives are no longer
in my hands.
You've destroyed everything.
It's only fair that your family
pays the price for it too.
What can I do?
You know exactly what you can do.
Arthur
The only thing
that can still save me,
is a Starkblut in my family.
Give me your son
and I'll let you have your daughter.
(Arthur) I don't know where he is.
Then our meeting
was a pointless risk. Go.
And don't you ever
dare to come here again.
I'll soon have
nothing left to lose.
(Footsteps)
(Wood creaks)
[Muffled scream]
(Pounding on the door)
(Shouting) Hey!
Please!
Hello!
(Inaudible)
Where are we going?
Romania.