Woman of the Dead (2022) s01e01 Episode Script

1
[waves rolling]
[ominous music playing]
[woman] Help us!
[whimpering]
[thunder rumbling]
[cracking]
Did you not even measure?
No way is that right.
Bend his legs, then?
Not with them this long.
The Pichlers can't afford
something more custom.
[sighs]
I'll take care of it.
Mr. Pichler,
I hope this doesn't
make you angry with me.
I don't mind.
What would I need
those 15 centimeters for now?
[saw whirring]
[bones crunching]
[ominous music playing]
[wind howling]
[dog barking in distance]
[breathing deeply]
[moaning softly]
Morning.
Morning.
When did you get home last night?
So late.
You were already sleeping.
Long day, huh?
Yeah.
Long and
complicated.
I missed your face.
[chuckles softly]
- [knocking on door]
- Rise and shine.
[sighing] Few more minutes, Mama.
Nope.
Up you get now.
[yawns]
[speaking softly] Only on this number.
Please keep calm.
I'll be in touch.
- Who was that?
- Just a work thing.
Is that a new cellphone?
- Oh no. It's a new case.
- Mm-hmm.
[woman] Mm-mm. Mm-mm-mm.
Let me get ready.
[sighs]
Oh [sucks teeth]
Ooh, ah!
[girl] Mama, how do you manage
to screw up toast too?
Uh, it's an art, sweetheart.
Give it up. Leave it to grandpa.
[pop music playing on speakers]
We have to go, Tim.
I have gym first though.
I still have to change.
[man] Bye, my big girl.
- Bye, Dad.
- Cheers.
- All right.
- [girl] Bye.
- Lunch packed, Tim?
- Yeah.
- Homework done?
- Yeah.
- Insulin?
- Yeah.
Yeah.
[both] Bam!
[man sighs contentedly]
- [woman] Have a good day!
- [Tim] Bye!
Hm You haven't shaved.
Maybe later.
The other cops can put up
with a little bit of stubble.
[door opening]
[woman moans softly]
Morning, Papa.
- Morning.
- Morning.
[crunching loudly]
[chuckles] You two are so dumb.
- [both] Mm!
- [laughs]
[engine starts]
[blows kiss]
- [smashing]
- [tires skidding]
[voice breaking] Mark.
[soft suspenseful music plays]
Mark.
[shouting] Mark!
[sobbing] Mark!
[gasps] Oh, God!
[sobbing]
[whimpers] Mark.
[sobbing] Mark.
My baby.
[sobbing continues]
Mark [sobs softly]
[gasps]
[screaming] No!
[sinister music playing]
[electronic whirring]
[clanging]
[exhales sharply]
Any news?
- Hmm-mm.
- [sighs]
[sighs]
I thought you were on vacation.
Vacation?
Yeah. Short notice.
He put in for it yesterday.
Maybe it was a surprise for you.
I don't like surprises.
[scoffs]
I don't know either.
I'm so very sorry, Mrs. Blum.
[sobs]
There was nothing we could do.
[sniffles]
[whimpers]
Your husband just passed away.
[shakily] Mmm.
[girl crying loudly]
[footsteps pounding]
[children sobbing]
[Blum shushing]
[sobbing continues]
[wind howling]
[sniffles]
- Blum, I'm very sorry. Mark was
- Yeah, he was.
Come.
[melancholy music playing]
What are you doing?
No one but me lays a hand on him.
Mark wouldn't want this for him.
Mark wouldn't want lots of things for him.
Being dead for example.
Do you think he'd feel that's fine?
Taking care of strangers is different.
Reza, know what I like best about you?
That you can keep your mouth shut.
[sniffles]
[breathing deeply]
- [banging]
- You promised but you lied!
[sobbing]
You
[whimpering]
[sniffles]
[shudders]
Please come back, sweetheart.
[sobbing]
I need you.
[crying]
I can't do this without you. [sniffles]
I can't do anything without you.
[continues crying]
[sniffles] Okay.
[ominous music playing]
[priest] When someone who is
so close to us is torn away
from us so senselessly, we always
We ask ourselves, and rightfully so,
the exact same question.
How could God let this happen?
One finds the answer in the Bible.
Let us look to John chapter 14, verse 14.
"Thomas said to him, 'Lord,
we don't know where you are going,
so how can we know the way?'"
- [footsteps approaching]
- "Jesus answered,
'I am the way and the truth and the life.'
'No one comes to the Father
except through me.'
'If you really know me,
you will know me by my Father as well.'"
My condolences.
My condolences.
My condolences.
Blum,
if you need anything,
no matter what it is,
then call me, huh?
Anytime.
Find the driver of that Rover.
That's the only thing I really need.
We will find them. I swear that to you.
A godforsaken place, this is.
It takes away everything
that is dear to us.
A godforsaken place.
[shouting] A godforsaken place!
It's all right, Mr. Theile.
- Hm?
- I'm sorry.
[breathing heavily] Come, Gerda, let's go.
I'm not her. I'm Nela. Not Gerda.
Oh yeah, that's right.
That's right
I'm sorry.
A godforsaken place.
He lost his daughter when she was only 17.
He hasn't been the same ever since.
[footsteps quickly receding]
[suspenseful music playing]
[car doors closing]
[woman] They've arrived.
They won't find a thing.
Well, we sure hope so.
[people chatting in hushed tones]
[chief] Hello, Blum.
It was so nice of you to come.
Yeah, everyone is here.
Even Mrs. Schönborn, huh?
There she is.
The Snow Queen is here in the flesh.
That's right. Bertl Puch arranged
for everything personally.
My dear, Mrs. Blum.
What a shocking misfortune.
My heartfelt condolences, both of you.
Thank you for going to the effort here,
Mrs. Schönborn.
Yeah. Glad to.
Mark, he was truly
an excellent police officer.
- Thank you.
- [Schönborn] We all will miss him.
Every one of us here are
a great big family.
- Yeah, a great big family.
- So true.
[chief] Yeah.
And Mark, he was
one of our best, wasn't he?
My heartfelt condolence.
I'll try my best to comfort you somehow.
Mark and I wanted to come here
for our tenth anniversary.
But we couldn't manage to get a table.
Uh, I'm truly sorry.
I assure you,
from now on whenever you come in
- we'll seat you properly.
- [Mrs. Schönborn] Just a moment.
- What was it?
- You're really doing your due diligence.
We must forgive
Mrs. Schönborn's businesslike manner.
Without her presence, Bad Annenhof
wouldn't even be on the map.
[laughs]
- [glass clinking]
- [clears throat]
Just very briefly.
For me, well, Mark wasn't
just a reliable work colleague.
He was also a good friend.
And a special person.
We once received
an alarm notification from an ATM
at Hauptplatz.
So we drove there very swiftly
and we found
a Syrian seeking asylum
with a screwdriver in his hand.
And when he saw us, he, uh
Immediately, he dropped the screwdriver
and put out his hands out
to turn himself in.
Uh, but Mark
he approached him
and started to talk with him.
About his homeland
how he's doing over here,
and everything he must have been through.
He heard him too.
And instead of arresting him,
that's when Mark gave him a ride
and took him home with him.
And even offered him
a job working for his wife,
a job he still has today.
Mm.
And, my dear Blum, he asked you about it
but not until afterward, no? [chuckles]
Always seeing the person first
and not the criminal.
He was rare. That's certain.
Very rare.
And I will miss him.
- To Mark.
- [man] To Mark.
To Mark.
[others] To Mark.
To Mark.
[drunkenly] Let us sing
a song for our hero.
We're going.
- [groans] Come here.
- Please stop. Not here.
[laughing] Stop. Back off.
[whispering] Geez. Fuck.
Please forgive us.
[chief] Blum.
I just wanted to say that I can imagine
how difficult it must have been
today for you to come here.
And my colleagues and I
really do appreciate it.
Yes, by the way,
for when you have the time, maybe you can
find Mark's police gun and bring it in.
It must still be at your place.
Didn't he have it with him?
- [chief] Uh
- On that morning, I mean.
Well, it's not that important.
Well, be seeing you around.
Have a good day.
[ominous piano music playing]
[melancholy music playing]
Forty-three fifty.
[register whirring]
[Blum] Does this record all the time?
[cashier] Yeah.
Have the police
been here the last few days?
Police here?
- Nope.
- [register closing]
[suspenseful music playing]
- Thank you.
- Mm-hm.
Yeah, hello, Blum. You all right?
I'd be doing a lot better
if someone in this dump
would try to find the driver
of that Rover already.
Of course we're doing that, day and night.
- The skid marks
- Day and night?
And what about
the surveillance cameras in town, huh?
The ones at the gas station
point directly at the main road.
None of you have been there. No one!
- Please calm down. That won't help.
- Should I go to the paper?
Would you do something then?
We want to find that bastard
just as bad as you.
As bad as me, huh? [scoffs]
I don't believe you.
In three weeks, you've forgotten
that Mark ever even existed.
But I'll tell you what
I will not rest
until I've found that bastard driver.
[chief] Hello, it's me.
Mrs. Blum just dropped by, just now.
She threatened to go to the paper.
I'll take care of it.
[ominous music playing]
Already throwing everything
of Mark's away?
No. I'm looking for his police pistol.
Maybe you know where it is?
No.
- [grandpa sighs]
- Hm.
Hmm.
[phone ringing]
[Reza] Blum Funeral Parlor.
Mm-hmm.
Okay.
Thanks.
[Blum] Who was that?
[Reza] Massimo.
Asking if you want to pick up the Ducati.
It's at Jochen's garage.
At first glance,
you think nothing can be salvaged.
But the engine is completely undamaged.
Same for the drivetrain.
Replacing everything else
around it isn't a problem.
I can have it as good as new by next week.
Insurance will pay for it.
And who'll ride it then?
Yeah
I don't know either.
[inhaling sharply]
All right. Let's do that, then.
Good, then.
All I need is your signature
for the police and the insurance.
I'll be right back.
[somber music plays]
Thanks for your help this week.
And for coming all the way
from Tübingen to visit.
- It's a fun trip.
- [both laugh]
Really fun trip.
In death's kingdom.
I like your kingdom.
[chuckles softly]
I've I've always done this.
It's the only thing I learned.
You get used to the dead, you know?
[gasps softly]
Hey.
[sighs]
[sighs]
I thought I'd see how you're doing.
[sarcastically] I'm real super.
[sighs]
Cup of coffee?
Hmph. If it'll make you feel better.
[scoffs]
[sniffs]
[rock music playing]
- [bowling ball hitting pins]
- [people cheering]
Can I ask you something?
Go ahead.
[people chattering]
Do you know if Mark cheated on me?
What?
If he had something going on
with another woman.
- Another coffee?
- [abruptly] No.
[Massimo grunts]
That morning, before the accident,
did you talk to Mark on the phone?
What time?
[Blum] About eight.
Could be.
Did or didn't you?
I don't remember.
No, you didn't.
Why ask, then?
Well [sighs]
There's the vacation
I didn't know anything about
[breathes deeply]
And I found strange things
in his jacket pocket.
What kind of things?
A Lotti cake wrapper, for one thing.
A Lotti cake wrapper?
Yeah. Mark was lactose intolerant.
Why have dairy snacks?
Well, uh there are millions of reasons
why someone would have that wrapper.
This
That's not proof he was cheating on you.
I know I'm not always easy, and
as for my job, it can harden you.
Grand displays of affection
had never been my thing.
Maybe he wanted something else.
It could be true.
[exasperated sigh]
Did you find anything else of interest?
Or was that all there is?
Hmm.
[scoffs]
Yeah.
Okay, you're right. I'm crazy.
No, Blum.
Mark wasn't that kind of person at all.
He only had eyes for you.
Other women didn't register to him
for a second.
The entire precinct knows that.
His marriage to you, Blum, is
Was something he never would've risked.
I wouldn't have either, for the record.
[sighs] Hmm.
[door shutting]
Where's Tim?
Shit.
[sighs] Oh no. I'm so sorry, Tim. Really.
I don't even know
what day of the week it is.
No one has to pick me up anymore.
I'm, like, ten.
Yeah, but I think it's too far, though.
And your papa always said that too.
[Tim] But he's not here anymore.
[door opening, closing]
[boy] Hello, Mrs. Blum.
Do you remember me?
My grandpa died last week.
Jakob. Yeah, of course.
I do hope the funeral was okay for you?
Yeah, just Grandma was just surprised
by how much Grandpa had shrunken.
Yes.
That happens sometimes.
How is Nela?
- [backpack unzipping]
- All right.
Could you just give her this?
I took some notes for her.
Well, I just mean
that we're in the same class.
Ah, so
Yeah.
Of course. That's very nice of you.
She'll be back tomorrow for sure.
- Goodbye, then.
- Bye, Jakob.
[exasperated sigh]
[yellow 1] Hey! Over here.
No, not that way. That way.
[yellow 2] Ahead, guys! Ahead!
[yellow 1] Hey!
[yellow 2] Screw off
back to your corpses, Blum!
[Nela grunts] Ow!
Hey, take that back! [straining]
- [coach 1] Hey!
- [whistle blows]
[coach 2] Blum, out!
Mom, what are you doing here?
Well, I got worried.
That you can play
even when you're so darn sick.
Fever is gone in any case.
Who squealed, huh?
Well, why didn't you go?
It was only two hours anyway.
I didn't want to go to religion class and
hear Jaunig blabbering his God nonsense.
[player] I'm open! Hey!
You know that we can talk about anything.
But I don't want to talk about it.
I want Dad back.
Yes, and so do I.
But how's that supposed to work?
Twenty years I've been doing this,
I haven't seen anyone
walk out of the grave.
[players chattering]
Sorry about that.
- I didn't mean it.
- Of course you meant to say that.
Nela, we both have to learn
how to deal with this, honey.
[crying] But it's not what I want.
I'll never be able to deal, Mama.
[exhales deeply]
[sobs]
[kicks door]
[waves splashing]
[ominous music playing]
[gasping]
[boat engine running]
[shouting] Help! Help!
Help! Mom!
Help me!
Papa!
Papa!
[man] What's going on?
[frantically] I don't know. I
I just fell asleep,
and my parents went for a swim.
Mama!
[panting]
Nice and calm.
- What am I gonna do now?
- Think you can steer this boat alone?
We have to go into
harbor patrol to report it.
- [voice cracking] I fell asleep.
- [calmly] Nice and calm.
- [sobs] This is all my fault.
- Nice and calm.
- All my fault.
- It's all good.
- What did
- Everything's fine.
- Oh, God!
- It's okay.
- [moaning]
- Okay.
You are totally sunburnt.
[sobbing]
I'm Mark.
I'll stay with you.
Don't worry.
I'll help you.
[melancholy music playing]
[cries softly]
[sobs]
[tools rattling]
[socket wrench turning]
Hello?
Mrs. Blum.
I wasn't expecting you so early.
Good work here.
It's off-season.
Everything goes a bit faster.
When it snows,
everyone becomes a slave to the railway.
- You work for the Schönborns?
- Who doesn't?
I drive the snow plow.
You know how you ride this thing?
I have a motorcycle license.
It's just been a while.
[engine revving]
- Mrs. Blum.
- [engine revving]
Wait.
The helmet.
[tires squealing]
[exciting music playing]
[horn honking]
[panting]
[exhales sharply]
[wind blowing]
[engine rattling, clicking]
[shuddering breaths]
[inhales sharply]
[exhales]
[sniffs]
19 MISSED CALLS FROM "D:"
[ringing]
- [woman] Mark?
- No.
- I'm his wife. Who are you, huh?
- [line disconnects]
[sighs]
[dial tone]
[sniffs]
"Joe Blenk."
MARK [7 DAYS AGO]
YOU HAVE TO GET OU
OF THE HOSPITAL RIGHT AWAY.
GO TO THESE CABINS
[intense music playing]
- [insects chirping]
- [birds screeching]
[bird squawking]
[creaking]
Hello?
[ominous music plays]
[twigs snapping]
[gasping]
[woodpecker pecking]
[Blum] Hey.
[short nervous breaths]
You know, uh, you know Mark?
Hey! Wait!
Hey, just wait!
Hey!
[intense music playing]
- Stop where you are!
- [panting]
Hey!
Hey!
Stop right there!
Hey! I just want to talk to you, man!
[stones tumbling]
What you wanting?
Is it Mark who brought you here?
I'm his wife, you understand?
That That was you
on the phone earlier, right?
- Go!
- No, I will not go!
I want to know what's going on here,
damn it!
What's your name?
Dunja.
Dunja.
Blum.
Mark not come.
I know, but
He can't.
Where is he? Where is Mark?
Mark is dead.
What?
It was in an accident. On a motorcycle.
Who? Who drive in him, huh?
You mean who hit him? We
We don't know that yet, you see?
Hit-and-run. The driver's gone.
I didn't want that.
You didn't want Mark to be dead, right?
- But none of this is your fault.
- Yeah, mine fault.
No! It was an accident, you understand?
No, not accident.
What?
They kill Mark.
Who are
Who are "they"?
I tell Mark everything and now he's dead.
Better you know nothing.
No. No, I have to know everything.
- I have to know everything.
- I'm sorry!
I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!
[crying] I'm so, so sorry!
[sinister string music playing]
[intense music playing]
[music fades out]