Where is he?
Wait a minute. Where are you going?
Dennis is gone.
- He moved because of his new job. - What new job?
Didn't you hear? The recycling center was closed down.
What's his address?
I don't have it.
Get out of my house, or I'll call the police!
- So you granted his every wish? - That was there before.
Anyway, that's not appropriate. Going through other people's things...
Is that his phone?
- He got it for his birthday. - He reset it.
It's all been erased. He's making himself invisible.
He's done that since he was a boy. Hiding under his bed...
I tried to comfort him, but he bit me. Down to the bone.
Here, look... I even needed stitches.
TWO SIDES OF THE ABYSS
HIGH FENS
Sorry, I can't reach Josi. Is she here?
- No, she's gone. - Gone? Where?
She went to Brussels, to her new boyfriend.
- She has a new boyfriend? - The day care's about to close.
Manuel, since when?
A couple of weeks ago maybe. I have no idea.
And... you've met him, right? I mean, in person.
Well, what do you think?
Think I'd let our daughter travel abroad without taking a look at his face?
A good kid. Very mature for his age.
Oh, and...
The stuff, like contraception... You talked about that?
Josi takes care of that herself. She's 17, Lu!
- Please, Manuel. Please just call her. - Why?
I... I don't wanna look like a control freak again. Please, I...
We just started getting close again.
- Hello, dad! - Hi, sweetheart!
- Did you arrive okay? - Yes! All is great!
What are you up to?
Chilling. We're eating with friends later.
- Tell them I said hi. - I will. Ciao, dad.
Ciao. Ciao, sweetheart. Ciao.
- Okay. - Happy now?
Thank you.
Who was that?
My father. He wanted to know if everything was okay.
And? Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm good. - Come on. Let's party.
Come on, let's party!
Death is the beginning of immortality. Who said that?
- I don't know. You? - Robespierre!
- Maximilien Robespierre! - And who was he?
He decapitated the last king of France before he himself got...
Yeah! Yeah!
I hereby crown you...
the "Robert Spehr" of this campsite!
No, "Robespierre". It's French.
- Where did you get that? - What?
The ring!
Dude, it's just a fucking ring.
No. The only one with such a ring was Candyman.
Bullshit! It's mass-produced! China shit!
Where did you get that ring?
- Where'd you get it? Answer me! - Get off me and I'll tell you!
Stay right where you are!
Stop!
Drive!
No!
Fuck! He's crazy!
- You almost killed him! - They're all fucked up!
- What was that shit about? - No idea. They're just idiots!
Morning.
Where did you get the ring?
What ring?
I found it. In jail.
Josi. Josi!
The truth or I'm outta here!
Okay.
Okay, I'll tell you.
That ring...
was my mother's, but she wasn't really a mother.
She was just 17, like you,
when a fucking fat kid started growing in her belly.
And Candyman...
He was her lover, or something like that.
We were living in Antwerp at the time.
He'd get her the dope she used to get high every fucking day.
And after that he'd... take care of me.
- Take care of you? - Yeah, take care of me.
Made me Nutella sandwiches,
read me stories...
The kinda stuff you do with a little rug rat.
And I just wanted to express my appreciation.
After all this time.
And was that his trailer?
- The one with the holes in the wall? - I think so, yeah.
So you gave away the only thing you have left of your mother?
To those guys, of all people?
My mother died of an overdose. What am I meant to do with her fucking ring?
I hate all this. Going there was a mistake.
If you wanna go home, that's fine.
I'll drive you to the nearest station.
How fast can we get to our suite?
About an hour. Tops.
That's our suite?
It's got everything we need.
Awesome, right?
I know it's not the Brazilian jungle,
but at least there are no snakes or mosquitoes.
- So? - Computer says "no".
Nothing about a change of address. He's still registered under his old one.
- I thought so. - Weren't you gonna stop all this?
He left me a message. Down by the river.
- That flower thing again? - No. Something else.
A second cross.
- Are you still there? - Please go home.
Take a relaxing bath, stay calm and keep your feet still.
- You think you can do that? - I'll give it a try.
What do you want from me?
The whole thing at the Pollux and after that.
You only dated me because I'm Merle's little sister.
Say something, damn it!
At first, yes.
But things changed after a while.
Things?
Do you have any idea how that makes me feel?
I've made all the mistakes I could've possibly made.
I really just wanna end...
Josi, this whole thing's hard to understand.
But I care about you.
I care about you a lot.
I really do.
You know, you're my first...
I'd never been with a woman before.
Really?
You hadn't had sex before?
And now you're in love with me?
Yeah.
1 MESSAGE FROM UNKNOWN NUMBER
GREETINGS FROM LUCA
This number is temporarily unavailable.
Fuck!
Shit!
- Yes? - I need your help. Right now!
- Weren't you just gonna relax? - Please, Nadisa! It's really important.
DAY
NIGHT
Help! Help! Help!
Help. Help. Help.
Josi! Here. Come here. Come.
No, no. Let me go.
You got the gun?
You're not getting anything until you tell me what's going on here.
- Your daughter? - It's where the murder took place.
- How do you know? - I know him.
I talked to him, and there's the burn barrel.
But she seems pretty relaxed, don't you think?
The picture was sent from an unknown number.
- Who is it? - Josi's supposed boyfriend.
- She went to Brussels to visit him. - You think it's Dennis?
- Yes, there is no "Luca"! - But you talked to Josi about it.
Yeah. That's what scares me the most.
- I don't know what's going on anymore. - What about Tesche?
Wouldn't this be the time to ask him for help?
And get turned away again? No way!
But if Dennis really has Josi, then we most definitely need help.
- Give me your gun. - Only if I can come with you.
I gotta do this alone.
- Okay. - Please, Nadisa!
You'll put Josi in danger. And me too.
- If this gets out, we're screwed. - I'll be back tomorrow. I promise.
Thank you.
Be careful out there, will you?
Thanks.
Hey.
Are you okay?
You killed them!
- And you're gonna kill me too... - No.
That was totally different. They didn't deserve any better.
- Untie me! Come on! - Josi!
You're making it so much worse! Calm down! I won't hurt you!
Just keep it down, and I'll take it out! Okay?
- Luise. How are you? - What did you do to her?
Calm down. She's just sleeping.
In my bed, if you know what I mean.
- I wanna speak to her. - She can't talk right now. Sorry.
- If anything happens to her, I swear... - So hurry up.
The clock is ticking.
What the fuck? I said I don't need backup.
This is between Dennis and me, and no one else, okay?
I suggest you get your pretty ass back home!
I see. Well, then... Enjoy your vacation, Mr. Dubois.
Boss?
They finally caught Stefan de Wilde's killer.
They said the evidence is clear.
There's a woman here. Says it's urgent. About Dennis.
Tell Ms. Berg that I'm in an important meeting
and have no time for her, not even tomorrow.
So, he stole your car and your credit cards and took off?
And you come to tell me this a full 72 hours after he disappeared?
I was scared. He threatened me.
Get all search units on this. My colleagues will escort you to your house.
I found this.
It belongs to him. I think.
And when did you find this? Three days ago as well?
Yesterday.
No, this morning, actually.
And where?
- Where did you find it? - In the garden.
On the stairs.
- Ms. Aschhausen... - Dr. Aschhausen.
If there's anything else you're not telling us
which happens to be important, you'll be in big trouble. Got it?
I don't know if it's important, but...
sometimes there was a girl with him. She looked really nice.
Maybe he's with her?
And does she have a name?
I'm sorry. He never introduced me to her.
And I would've loved to cook for her.
Boiled beef with horseradish sauce.
But you can't take the meat off the hip, otherwise it gets dry.
Doctor, just think about this again, very carefully.
Perhaps you overheard a conversation, or something.
- Something beginning with "J", I think. - Johanna?
Juliane?
Josephine?
Josi! Yes, that's it.
- I think. - Josi Häger?
I don't know the last name. I'm sorry.
Josi Häger.
Could I get police protection?
Hello?
Shit!
No!
- Bijan, what's up? - We just heard back from the Belgians.
The man they arrested doesn't seem to be the murderer after all.
He claims he received the ring from a young German man as a present.
And that German looks just like Dennis Opitz, right?
Exactly.
Okay.
I have to go to the bathroom.
Alone.
Candyman... I can't get him out of my head.
He wouldn't just tell you bedtime stories, right?
And make Nutella sandwiches?
Whoever "takes care" of you, you "take care" of them too.
Shut up. Just shut up.
That's why you killed my sister and the others.
- You don't know any better. - Bullshit!
Your sister has nothing to do with the others!
Oh yeah? If you didn't kill Merle, who did? Was it Candyman?
Was he the one who ambushed my sister and stabbed her 24 times?
How did it feel to kill my sister?
Come on, tell me. I have a right to know.
You didn't want to do it, did you?
You were just scared.
Like I'm scared now.
If you let me walk away,
no one will know about this. I promise.
I'll go home to the little rug rats,
tell them about Brussels and that monument with the giant spheres.
And about Luca,
who fell in love with another girl and so I'll never visit him again.
That guy is dead to me. He doesn't exist anymore.
Come here.
Please, come to me.
Please.
Please untie me.
No. No. No! No, please let me go!
Let me go. Ouch! Let me go.
Good morning!
Sorry I had to get a little rough.
But, you know, you really don't make it easy for me.
Think about it, Dennis.
All this misery. Think about what you do to people.
I bring misery? Really?
And what about you?
Have you thought about this once in the last seven years?
Or are you not part of the misery?
Please, we can... work it all out, okay? All of it.
But not like this.
Come on. Look at yourself, Luise. You're screwed!
You're trying to patronize me, telling me what to do?
- I just want us to do the right... - Shut your mouth!
Just shut the fuck up!
I'm talking now.
At least I can talk now.
I wasn't able to back then.
I actually had to learn to talk. My therapist taught me.
It took a while, but eventually,
little, stupid, evil Dennis opened his mouth and remembered.
What exactly did he remember? What do you think?
Don't you see she can't breathe! Take that thing out and I'll answer!
"Please." Say, "Please, Dennis".
Please, Dennis.
Okay, now, shut up and listen to me.
So, the question is:
What did little stupid Dennis remember during his six years of therapy?
You remembered Candyman, whose dick you had to suck
so that your mom could get that shit she used to fry her fucking brains.
It's not your fault you were raped all your...
Josi!
One more word and I'm gonna have to hurt you real bad.
That morning, with us in the kitchen! You remembered that!
Good. Very good, Luise.
But what happened there?
How did it all start?
I had an early shift,
and I was...
walking towards my car and I saw you in the garage.
That's right.
What are you doing here?
But why? Why was I out there, waiting?
I...
- I don't remember. I... - You don't remember? Really?
No, please, Dennis! Don't do it!
I mean, that's the thing about remembering.
The good stuff? You forget that fast. Way too fast.
And you don't wanna remember the bad stuff.
You wanted to tell me something. That's why... you were waiting for me.
That's right. But I couldn't talk back then.
That was a problem.
So I wrote it down.
MERLE LYED
I strongly suggest you be on your way.
Fine. Have it your way. Then we'll figure this out right now.
And then what happened, Luise?
We went...
back in the house.
Right. The Häger family at breakfast!
So... Dennis has an important announcement to make!
With the fatty who couldn't open his mouth!
Come on, say it!
Such a fine specimen dragged in by Mommy, huh?
- You're so pathetic! - No!
You've got it all wrong.
Everything happens for a reason.
And the reason she had to die was you, Luise!
You alone!
- Merle. Her name is Merle! - That's right. Merle!
Your older, cool, dead sister Merle!
Taught that fatty some manners back then, right?
"Wash your hands. Brush your teeth. Brush your hair!
"Read, write, do math, practice!"
One thing after the other, and the fatty just did what he was told!
- What are you doing, Mom? - Did you lie?
Did he do anything to you?
He...
- What? - He...
He...
- Louder! We can't hear you. - He hurt me!
So, did you hear that? You hurt her!
You ambushed her, dragged her into the bushes, tore her clothes...
You wanted to rape her!
And you are very lucky that it didn't come to that.
I had no idea.
Believe me, I...
- If I had known that... - That what?
What didn't you know?
Tell me.
What didn't you know?
Police!
Took me a long time to get it.
But I needed to.
I absolutely needed to get it into my fucking head!
That's me right there!
Me! That fat piece of shit in your kitchen with that note in his hands!
But what... What did it say, Luise?
That she was lying.
Louder!
- We can't hear you! - She was lying!
Merle was lying!
You didn't do anything to her!
Shoot!
Mom, shoot! Shoot, Mom! Shoot!
Josi...
What I don't quite understand
is how you were able to take the gun when you were tied up the whole time.
I set myself free.
And then you simply shot him?
Simply?
He was carrying this identification card.
"Luca Greb".
Backwards, it's "Berg".
"Luca Berg".
Seems he wanted to become part of your family.
Interesting, isn't it?
- Nadisa's funeral is on Thursday. - I know.
Hi. How are you?
Wait a minute. Let me just see where she is.
Josi?
Dad wants to talk to you.
- I'm... I'm in the bathroom! - She'll call you right back, okay?
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