Fuck.
Police. Coming in!
MURDER MINDFULLY
Hey, sweetie. How are you?
Hey, Dad. I'm playing quality time, and I'm building our sandcastle.
Quality time?
I envied her ability to relive beautiful moments by playing.
And I envied that she didn't have intrusive thoughts
of chainsaws and chippers interrupting her game.
Is Mom not home?
I'm here by myself today.
Okay.
Seriously?
Really?
Fooled you!
We still haven't heard back from 25 day care centers.
And five said no.
-But the deadline hasn't passed. -It's in three days.
And the last one I still had hopes for just sent us this.
SUBJECT: REJECTION
"Dear Ms. Diemel,
We have decided not to offer your daughter a spot
based on the fact that your husband threatened to have us evicted
because his client wanted to turn the day care center into a brothel."
-Okay. Katharina, the thing is-- -Björn, listen to me.
What you do for Dragan is up to you.
But this isn't about Dragan.
It's about Emily.
Sure, but how could I have known? They were last on our list.
Fix it. I don't care how.
Anyone who rejects Emily because of you should get to know you.
Convince them they've made a mistake. You're good at that.
Convincing people.
Yes.
You figure out how important it is to you.
Either Emily has a spot by next week or I move in with my mom.
There, she'd have her grandma and a day care spot too.
Don't you dare!
You have three days.
Either you fix it, or I'm gone.
I just restored my work-life balance with a murder,
and now a day care center is threatening to wreck it again.
LIKE A FISH IN WATER DAY CARE CENTER
Hey, guys. It's Franjo from the day care center.
I have something fantastic for you today. Our new "Untired Sandals."
Here they are! And you know what?
With the code "FRANJO FOR YOU," you'll get a 20% discount.
Hello, can I have a quick word?
No.
For you, we're closed.
Listen, my name is--
Yes, I know who you are, but you know what?
I'd rather eat factory-farmed meat
than let you turn this day care center into a whorehouse.
Sorry…
What?
Listen, I think there's been a misunderstanding.
I want the day care to stay open and for my daughter to get a spot here.
Forget it.
I'm not one of your hookers!
This isn't about me. It's about my daughter, Emily.
She probably takes after you, so she wouldn't be welcome here either.
Bye.
I found out from their homepage
that these horrible people not only ran a day care
but also made sustainable streetwear from old car tires.
With a little patience and understanding,
it was easy to trace their production chains.
It seems these three do-gooders didn't realize
their products tripled the amount of actual waste.
Alongside their day care center,
they had to organize child labor in the Third World.
It was high time Dragan gave his first orders.
STAR LAWYER
Meeting at a playground had the advantage that on account of the unrelenting noise,
nobody would be able to make out even a snippet of conversation.
The disadvantage?
Two men without kids stick out
like two drag queens at an Islamic fundamentalists' meet-up.
Nice place.
Watching children play is the best way for me to relax.
Right. Except for maybe the noise, right?
Silence can be louder than noise.
So, lawyer, what can I do for you?
I assume you heard that Murat was shot?
He wanted to meet up.
My gut tells me I'd be dead too if I'd been on time.
Do you think it was Boris?
Then who?
Sascha?
Okay, listen.
For weeks now, Toni's numbers haven't added up.
Toni swears Boris is to blame.
But Dragan suspected Toni was selling a lot of dope on his own account.
That's why we went to the parking lot.
To surprise the two dealers looking for big deals on our turf.
You know what else?
One of the guys was waiting for us.
Holding a hand grenade.
-Who tipped you off about the parking lot? -Murat.
And who would benefit if Dragan and I were killed?
Toni.
But why was Murat shot?
No idea.
He probably wanted to talk.
That would mean that Toni knew about the conversation between me and Murat.
Yeah, it's possible you were bugged.
I mean, Toni always brags that he has a cop working for him.
Some shit like that.
Hey.
Should I hire Walter's bodyguards for you? Just to be safe?
No. Not yet.
I need to talk to Dragan first.
Do that.
Right.
Dragan has a special assignment.
Here, for you.
For me?
"Brothel… plan… different… takeover…
parent initiative."
"Not expansion house of pleasure but…
DAY CARE CENTER
…day care center."
"More via star lawyer."
Just "lawyer."
What's with this shit?
Did I hit Dragan's head on the trunk when he climbed in?
Maybe.
No, really, what's with this shit? What about Boris and our usual business?
-Shouldn't Dragan take care of that first? -Of course.
But you know, Dragan wants to act, not react.
And it would be unprofessional not to take care of this project
just because there are other things to do.
So, yeah.
You know, by the time all the permits for a brothel are put in place,
years could go by.
If we take over the day care center now, we can easily shut it down when it's time.
All right.
If that's what Dragan wants, we'll take over the day care center.
I'll get us an appointment tonight so we can nail this down.
So long as you don't mean that literally.
We'll see.
The day care thing must be a small consolation for Natascha.
She wanted to work in the high-end brothel.
But now, at least she can send her two kids to day care.
That's good.
Yeah, sure.
Who's looking after them now?
Alex!
Lara!
Coming!
I'll be in touch, lawyer.
-You guys hungry? -Yes.
-Are you hungry? -Yes.
-And you? -Yes!
I'm starving.
Apart from me,
only two people had an interest in killing Dragan in the parking lot.
Boris and Toni.
Neither option was good.
I urgently needed to talk to Boris. And to test Toni.
How can I help you?
Send a message to Toni.
What would you like to say to Toni?
Hi, Toni. It's Björn.
I spoke to Dragan.
He's at Schillerstrasse 41, second floor, in the apartment of a Ms. Bregenz.
Ring three times. But he doesn't want word to get out.
See you, Björn.
Send message now?
Yes.
Message sent.
And here, we have Mr. Sergowicz's signed statement.
Yes, so…
You do it.
So, Mr. Diemel,
thank you for your time
and all the work you have done for this firm.
My pleasure.
What happened?
Ms. Bregenz collapsed.
Doro, in view of your upcoming exam,
it would be good if you could summarize a complex fact
in a way that's easy to understand.
I can see for myself that Ms. Bregenz collapsed.
Do you know why?
The police called her.
-And why? -The ambulance is on its way.
Because a hand grenade just exploded in her apartment.
Thank you.
You're ready for the exam now.
-Hello? -Hello, it's Toni.
-Hello, Toni. What is it? -Just wanted to talk to you.
Okay. About what?
SHAMELESSNESS
Björn! First you don't call for days.
Then you send a location from your regular phone
where any idiot can read it?
-Toni, do you feel a bit tense, maybe? -What?
You seem pretty tense. Make room for some quality time.
I'll shove your quality time up your ass!
There are people who are very direct,
and there are people who are more reserved.
Direct people come across as shameless to reserved people.
Be less reserved when you tell these people what you want.
Counter shamelessness with clarity.
For example, say,
"Thank you for being so open about your wish,
but unfortunately, it's not something I can fulfill."
It's great that you're able to state your intentions so clearly,
but maybe you could explain
why this woman's apartment blew up less than an hour after I texted?
Any fucking idiot gets that.
Your message was intercepted.
Because Boris has a fucking mole with the cops.
We have to react right away!
That's definitely not up to you.
I see.
Mr. Lawyer had a weekend at the lake while I was here up to my neck in shit.
Listen up.
If you don't put me in touch with Dragan right now,
both you and your daughter will be ten inches under the water next weekend.
Are we clear?
Fuck. What is it?
He shouldn't have done that.
In the last few days, others have died for less.
I don't have time for this.
Just to sum things up.
You want me to tell Dragan
you don't give a shit about his explicit orders to lie low
and wait for his instructions.
Also, that he should get in touch with you right away.
And I'm to tell Dragan, who loves kids,
that you want to kill his favorite lawyer's daughter
if he doesn't comply with your wishes.
If I've understood everything correctly,
then I can advise you right now to cut off your own dick
and cook it the way you like it.
Otherwise, Dragan will choose when and how it's cooked.
Are we clear?
-I just want Dragan-- -What do you say?
-I just want Dragan-- -You don't "want." You "would like."
-I'd like Dragan to tell me what to do. -Sure.
And until then, please lie low and wait for his instructions.
Otherwise, you can insert the next hand grenade as a suppository.
Björn!
If Dragan's alive, and you're in touch with him,
I apologize.
But if he's dead, or you're not in contact with him…
then you're dead, and so is your daughter.
Somehow my new, mindful lifestyle put me
under a very particular kind of time pressure.
-Hey. -Hey.
So?
And? Able to reconstruct anything here?
Yes.
It appears we weren't the only ones here.
The SWAT agent just saw a grenade roll toward him from the balcony.
A hand grenade?
Anyone see who threw it?
No.
FORENSICS
Yes?
Egmann.
Why? What did you find?
Yes?
Send it over quickly. We're still in Bregenz's apartment.
What is it?
What's up?
This could change everything.
Hey, I tried to call you.
My phone is practically unusable.
I sent Toni a fake location for Dragan as a test.
A bit later, a hand grenade exploded there.
Yeah, that was my reaction too.
So what do you think?
Toni or Boris?
A spontaneous attack is as idiotic as it is hectic.
Boris is neither.
But Toni is both.
I'll talk it over with Dragan.
-Did the appointment go well? -I think so.
Let's go.
Listen.
I have a request for you.
Or rather a wish I'd like to pass onto Dragan.
So, the thing is…
Can you tell him that if we're getting into the day care business now,
I'd really like to be head of the company?
So, like, the boss of this place.
Yes, of course. No problem.
I think that's what Dragan had in mind anyway.
Really?
Yeah.
That's great.
That Dragan sees it the same way.
DAY CARE CENTER
-Think it's a coincidence? -Definitely the same ring.
The DNA analysis will reveal the rest.
I'd be very surprised if this isn't Dragan's finger.
But how did it get to such an absurd location?
These bites are supposed to have been from a beak.
Maybe a bird just dropped it there.
We're not only looking for Dragan, but also for his murderer.
Yeah.
How can we help you?
We asked for this meeting to clear up a few misunderstandings.
You already know me,
but you really need to get to know this nice guy.
Sascha Ivanov, the new director of Like a Fish in Water.
The new director!
Look at him!
Yes, okay.
Since when?
Since now.
I guess in about 20 minutes?
Sorry, but we really don't have time for this shit.
Sure you do.
Here's what's going to happen.
We're offering you one and a half times the nominal value
of your shares in Like a Fish in Water.
The day care center will continue to operate.
You'll have a little more money and considerably more free time.
Any questions?
Or can we call in the notary now?
We thought you wanted to apologize for your behavior.
If you want trouble, no problem.
We're extremely popular on social media.
You'll be caught in a shitstorm
like you've never seen.
For me, a shitstorm is so trivial, it's not even worth ignoring.
But I would indeed like to apologize for what is about to happen.
So, what's about to happen?
All right, since I already apologized for this little incident,
we can finally get down to business.
You broke my nose.
I'm going to report you!
You're welcome to call the police,
but you might want to erase your hard drive first.
There's a lot of Nazi propaganda for kids on there.
-What? -What?
You have no idea what's on our hard drive. We have a tight firewall.
True. Their firewall is tight.
But I still managed to install a few amusing things.
There's a folder on the desktop over there,
"Sieg heil heil goose."
I'd go take a look.
What? There's no way.
Yes way. All your shit is on there.
-Sascha, want some water? -I'd love some.
SIEG HEIL HEIL GOOSE
What?
Holy shit.
Oh dear. Get rid of that.
That's what I'm doing.
Okay, guys, come over here. This is straightforward.
Come here. Sit down.
There are precisely two ways for us to end this meeting.
Please take a seat.
Option one, you call the police and tell your side of the story.
And we'll tell ours.
That we caught you reviving Nazi education methods.
Then we'll see which story the press jumps on.
And what's option two?
Actually, I wasn't done with the first one yet.
When looking into your concept of politically correct education,
Taruk's story will come to light.
Who's Taruk?
Your employee of the month?
No?
A seven-year-old in a factory in Bangladesh
who's been gluing your hip rubber sandals together
without any respiratory protection for 11 cents a day.
Since you're so popular on social media, I'm sure this will quickly get around.
When day care enrollments drop, this may turn into a brothel after all.
You can't do that!
Can we? Yes.
Do we have to? No. There is a second option.
Which is?
You transfer your shares to the Sergowicz Kindergarten Company.
The day care center keeps going.
You get half the nominal share value
and can keep using kids to make your slippers.
But the offer earlier was one and a half times the nomin--
That was before finding Nazi propaganda on your computer.
Okay. We three have to talk this over.
These are mafia tactics. It's unacceptable!
Enough discussion?
-Yeah? -Yes.
All right, then…
I think…
-Let's do that. -Awesome.
That wasn't so hard.
Pleasure doing business with you.
Why did you click on it?
After successfully concluding a contract negotiation,
I always feel like a marathon runner crossing the finish line.
Exhausted, but happy and full of endorphins.
Hello, Katharina. I have some great news.
You do?
I have to call you back.
Subtitle translation by: Kristopher Brame, Diana Renker