What do you want?
Man-Ith!
Show yourself to the others...
Illusionist.
My lord, I'm fulfilling the pact
for my people's freedom.
My spies report
that the boy can't return to the human world.
Everything is going according to your plan.
THE GRYPHON
- You built that? - I told you, the Black Tower changes you.
The lake is their water source,
they stop here with slaves on the way to the mines.
We'll hide here and wait for the Horned Ones.
Check this out.
From here, we see them arrive.
But they can't see us.
That's amazing.
They come during the day. I think they can't see well at night.
- But what if they come at night? - Hasn't happened yet.
- What if they do? - No idea.
We don't have video surveillance.
Do we have tools?
A bit more.
Okay. Perfect.
Okay, now!
This could really work, man.
Yeah.
But we need more bones.
The afternoon is yours...
The big request show for after work.
I know it sounds crazy,
but the Black Tower really exists.
Mark is trying to find Thomas and needs our help!
Mark has done things, Becky
that one cannot undo...
I should've taken care of him.
You can't help him anymore.
The Chronicle says the Gryphon manipulates people. Influences and frames them.
Mark is not a murderer!
I saw him myself.
I don't believe he did it.
I don't want to hear another word.
Goodbye.
I do.
Inspector Bräker, CID.
The police searched for Mark all over Krefelden
- but he wasn't found, right? - Obviously!
And he was last seen
at Marten's Church.
Did your father tell you that? That's not public knowledge.
Nobody told me. I researched it.
This church was built over 400 years ago
built by a Marten Zimmermann.
Marten was a stonemason from Krefelden and is Mark's and Thomas' direct ancestor.
Here.
Accused of witchcraft and sentenced to death.
He was locked up in the basement of his own church.
But as though by some miracle...
He vanished from his prison.
Nobody ever saw him or his remains again.
There was even an investigation by the Archdiocese of Cologne.
- And then he escaped somehow? - That's what I thought!
Until I found this.
These are all biological ancestors
of Mark and Thomas. Here.
Almost the entire Zimmermann family disappeared without a trace.
All of them were last seen at Marten's Church.
Or were somehow connected to it.
So many old reports:
voluntary work at the Church,
Zimmermann repairs Church...
Do you think this is a coincidence?
Or is there a gate down there?
- A gate to the Black Tower! - Enough!
For 15 years, I've listened to this nonsense.
Black Tower, Gryphon...
- But... - Not all the ancestors disappeared.
Mark's father set himself on fire.
I buried his ashes at the cemetery.
Is there any proof that the gate exists?
Absolutely.
With her
and the Chronicle,
we could even open the gate.
- What Chronicle? - I have it here. One second.
It's in my...
my backpack.
And? How long do you need?
I'll just grab my keys and get changed.
Fifteen minutes?
- Five? - Are you worried, I'll dump you again?
I just don't want to be late.
Relax, I'll be right back.
Wait a second!
Wow, you're home. What a rare pleasure.
The police were here.
That was a misunderstanding.
You broke into a church!
A church!
Can we talk later?
Or maybe never, as usual? I have to go.
You're going straight to your room.
- Seriously? - Sara, it can't go on like this?
You want to take over the company one day. Right?
You act concerned all of a sudden
- now that I've screwed up once? - Once?
You're always out with Ben Schröder. You kissed. Just outside.
- Now you broke into a church. - If word gets out...
- You don't know Ben. - He's a criminal. That's enough.
- It wasn't even his idea. - He's no company for you. Period.
Shove that up--
- Missy! - You stay here!
ST. VITUS BOARDING SCHOOL
- You won't do this... - If you put just one foot outside...
You will go to boarding school. Understood?
- Hello? - Hi. I'm Ben.
- I'm here to pick up Sara for the party. - Oh. Sara isn't home.
Impossible. I just...
dropped her off.
I think she's changed her mind.
I'm sorry.
- What is that? - It grows all over the beach.
- And how do you know you can smoke that? - Did you smell it?
You just tried it out?
I can answer that with a clear yes, my friend.
That's the stupidest shit I've ever heard.
I don't get why you're so tense all the time.
Dude. Babies try out things just to see.
- Nobody with a bit sense does that. - Just loosen up a bit.
Let's say...
we follow the Horned Ones to the mine...
Find Thomas there...
Then I would grab Thomas and take us both home.
- Sounds like a plan. - What about you?
I'll walk. And you let me back in at the gate.
It's no problem. I've walked there many times.
I don't know.
I can't just leave you here.
Don't worry. Just make sure you get back home.
It will work.
What's going on now? Optimism?
Mark Zimmermann is optimistic.
Something is wrong here.
Since we fell off the cliffs...
I feel like I figured out how to teleport.
And I mean properly.
With training.
I can picture my dad's face
when his crippled son saves Thomas.
You're not a cripple.
Maybe to you I'm not.
But I am at home.
- Keziah Jones? - Yes.
Not as shitty as I thought.
Okay, give it here.
If this stuff teaches you to like good music, then bring it on.
This goes straight to your head.
Dude. It's just flowers.
Screw the record store. We'll open a flower shop.
The human boys have arrived at the mountain lake.
They built a hideout
and want to follow your hunters to the mine. And then free the brother.
Father, if I send the hunters to the lake now
then I could bring the Traveler between Worlds here tonight.
- Man-Ith! - My lord.
One of you will prepare the Traveler between Worlds at the lake.
And tell your spies in the human world that I don't want any complications.
There won't be any complications.
Morning!
Did you touch my backpack?
No. Why?
It was emptied out.
- Maybe you were sleepwalking. - Never.
Then it was an animal.
- Inside the cabin? - Yes, Dude. Don't worry.
Sometimes, animals get in.
I'm not worried.
Can we start training now?
What are you doing here?
I wanted to pick up my backpack.
Everything okay?
You're not dressed for the party.
Come up.
Where have you been? We can't get in.
I'm not allowed to go the party.
- Shit! - I'm sorry.
And I couldn't give Ben the keys to the movie theater.
Now he definitely thinks I ditched him again.
- Where's Sara? - No idea. At home.
- She can stay there for all I care. - What are you doing?
- Can you get the rest from the car? - What do you mean "at home"?
Can I have my backpack?
I left it in Ben's car. Sorry.
- It's okay. - You are going to the party, right?
Give him the keys. Tell him I'm sorry! Please!
- Okay. - Have fun.
I teleported for the first time in my room.
The second time, I was at Oracle.
Both times, I was looking at the Chronicle
and focusing on one location.
But not the third time.
Right!
It has nothing to do with the Chronicle.
What else was there when it worked?
Fear!
Tension, heart racing, the whole nine yards.
Okay.
You need fear to teleport.
What are you afraid of?
- Beverly Hills, 90210. - No, seriously.
What are you afraid of?
- Many things. - For example?
No idea. What are you afraid of?
Last year, when my mom was diagnosed with a tumor. That scared me.
Try again, Mark...
You're not focused today.
And?
I'm sorry. It's not working.
I know sometimes you experience shit you'd rather forget.
But if you need fear to beam...
Then you can't bury your head in the sand.
- I don't bury my head in the sand. - Then what?
I just need some...
Okay, normal people don't run off mid-sentence.
I saw something.
What did you see?
Probably just an animal.
They always come during the day?
Otherwise, we'd have heard them.
And every few days?
You are certain?
Until now, yeah.
- What's wrong? - Thomas is out there.
We just sit around here. That's what's wrong.
That's why you wanted teleportation training.
It doesn't work! Your watch.
Mr. Koteas.
You came again without an appointment.
Humans take appointments seriously.
You behave suspiciously. Very unprofessional.
A mosquito reached us.
Mark Zimmermann is at the mountain lake, being prepared for the confrontation.
With my help. Your dragging of stones is a hard job of course.
But I am taking the greatest risk.
I prepared Mark. I gave him Becky.
Then took her away, thus incited his anger.
Do you know what this means?
The Great Eagle woke up thanks to me.
I murdered Chennard and pinned the blame on Mark.
Big risks, but I executed everything perfectly.
I want you to send a mosquito to the Great Eagle about this!
I'm not a pack mule like the colleagues at Marten's Church.
- I'll report to him every detail. - Good...
I don't want to rot here.
The girl, does she know about the Black Tower by now?
Yes, but she doesn't believe in it.
She's in her room. All is under control.
I hope so.
The Great Eagle doesn't want any complications.
With me, there are never complications.
Becky?
Rebecca?
- Are you coming to the party? - Of course.
- It was Mark. - That can't be.
Becky, if you take the book to my mother,
you can open the portal...
I miss you.
You were right the entire time...
You're right.
About what?
I'm burying my head in the sand.
I'm scared to think about myself.
To remember the moments that scare me.
You are afraid of fear.
How can I teleport like this?
And how can I get Thomas out?
Maybe you don't have to think of something bad?
I mean maybe...
Great idea!
It is?
Mark?
Mark!
Hello, Krefelden!
Did you?
I've got it now!
I just teleported four times in a row.
It works with every emotion. Not just fear.
What doesn't work is beaming within one world.
I can't beam to the cabin and back.
I first have to go to our world.
That's why it took so long.
I was already worried yesterday.
- I was gone that long? - Yeah.
I gotta get faster.
I have to picture the next place before I arrive.
Get me one more...
SCHLOSSPARK CINEMA CLOSED FOR RENOVATIONS
And your stamp. You can go in.
Where is Ben?
At the light board.
- They are with me! - Hold on, your stamp.
Now you can go.
Is the music louder today than back in the day?
No, your ears are older.
Hey Ben! Have you got my backpack by any chance?
- Sara wanted to come, but-- - I don't give a fuck.
I'm done with Sara.
- You should talk to her. - Why? I'm done with her.
You're angry. You're drunk.
Wait until tomorrow to see if you are sure.
You want to know if I'm really sure?
I'll show you how sure I am. Come here.
- Don't ever do that again! - Sorry!
- Where is my backpack? - In the kitchen, I think.
So that was two for you. Four marks. Thank you.
- What can I get you? - Two beers.
All right, here is the first one...
What do you want?
Fuck!
Are you okay?
- Somebody stole from me! - Seriously? Shit...
Who steals a fucking book?
The book from the backpack?
I took it and put it on the crates of beer over there.
I thought it would dry better there.
What?
Some idiot put it under the beer keg
and it got soaked, of course.
Do you have tequila?
Yes, there.
SALT
Who is it?
Dad?
Dad, is that you?
What do you want from me?
You should have listened to me...
Back then...
You promised me.
You're not my father.
Look at me.
This is your fault.
- You know how it feels... - You're not my father.
...when the flames devour you?
- Wake up! - When your skin explodes!
- Wake up! - When your eyes boil!
Do you know?
Mark!
- Mark! Do you know how it feels? - Wake up!
It hurts.
What's going on?
Who were you talking to?
Hey! Hey!
- Dude, stop! - What?
Dude, talk to me. That's enough.
Something is wrong here.
Someone is out there, messing with my head.
You had a nightmare.
No nightmare.
What then?
Maybe an animal again?
- Don't do that. - What?
Don't treat me like an idiot.
I said someone is out there.
- If you don't believe me, fuck off. - There was nobody else up there.
You're going crazy and don't want to admit it.
So fuck off.
Okay!
You want to know what happened there? What I saw?
Sure!
My father...
Your dead father...
He grabbed me and burned me like this.
Want me to show you?
I can't see anything.
He was there.
For real.
You're going crazy, Zimmermann.
CIRCUS DAIKIRI
- How much? - Eight marks.
- Keep the change. - Thanks.
Hey, Maya!
Where are you going?
Why are you leaving already?
You dump Sara and go straight to the next?
Why are you mad?
- Why do you care? - You don't get anything, do you?
- Stupid idiot. - Wait a second.
You haven't noticed that I am always around you?
You mean, you...
Yes, you blockhead.
I thought you wanted to be friends!
I wanted to be your girlfriend since you were seven and
crashed your ugly bike into our car.
And my father wanted to kill you.
But I said, "No, Daddy!"
"That's the boy I want to marry one day."
And I still feel the same way.
I thought you just saw me as a nice guy...
But maybe a little stupid.
Yeah, you are.
Stupid idiot.
Maya!
Here you go!
Thank you.
Help, please, Maya.
I'll get help!
What are you doing here?
Cleaning up your mess!
Maya desperately needs help! We have to call an ambulance.
You talk to nobody.
Has it been a while since you went out?
- What? - It's been a while since you went out?
You look like you haven't been around people for a while.
You don't look like Kevin Costner, either.
Sorry, I just wanted to be nice.
I think the two of us...
Follow me.
They're really loud!
We need food.
I won't eat them.
But I will.
Their scent hides us from the Horned Ones.
What Horned Ones? I haven't seen any yet.
- Are you blaming me? - No!
- Not my fault they don't show up. - I'm not blaming you.
- Sounds like it. - But I didn't.
At least I have a plan.
And you? What's your plan?
- You have no plan at all to rescue Thomas. - Just make the fish shut up.
Don't yell at me.
Where are the thumbtacks?
Give them to me!
Are you stupid?
It's time to take the stick out of your ass and face the truth.
What the hell, dude?
I know what's wrong with you. Why you act like an asshole.
And why you don't have friends. It's not your angry outbursts.
- I have no idea what you mean. - Oh, you do.
You always keep your distance so you don't have to remember.
But Thomas told me everything.
Every detail...
About your father.
- Stop it. - Come on. Freak out.
Scream at me. I don't fucking care.
We're going to see this through.
You're going to remember!
I said, stop it!
You drove to your dad's workshop.
You, Thomas, and your dad.
He wanted to burn his Gryphon research.
So no one would find the Black Tower.
You stay here and watch the Chronicle. No matter what happens.
Promise?
Promise!
You promised to wait!
Shut your mouth.
But then the flashlight went out.
And with darkness came fear.
Thomas!
Go!
Please don't leave me alone! Please.
Please!
Freeze! This is the police.
Put down the gasoline can.
If Thomas hadn't come back for you
to take care of you instead of helping your father as planned,
he would still be alive.
Get him out of there!
I said, get him out!
God dammit!
Hey!
I know it hurts!
You don't like it when people tell you the truth.
Shut your mouth!
But if you ever want to get over it,
you have to accept it.
The death of your father...
is your fault.
No!
He is ready!
Send the hunters!