Kommissar Rex (Inspector Rex) (1994) s04e07 Episode Script

INSPECTOR REX THE CONSPlRACY He's booked a clay-pigeon shooting trap, as usual.
That'll be our best chance.
Couldn't we solve this some other way? Got a better idea? He's simply gone too far.
He's arrived.
You could set your watch by him.
Who's going to Agreed? You were lucky.
You keep watch and you come with me.
- We'd better leave right after.
- It will look like suicide.
We've booked for three days.
We're staying.
Thanks, trainer.
Very attentive! Thanks.
What shall we do now? Push-ups.
Well? How many? Five ten Ten? Okay.
Five I get it.
The trainer wants me to use some extra weight.
Six Seven You won't stop me! And - He's off to the range.
- According to plan.
Drive that ball! Pull! Pull! Stop! We can forget it now.
We'll wait.
Shouldn't we go back to the course? - That group might catch up.
- We'll wait! Pull! Shit! See? You chicken! Come on.
Pull! What's this? - We just wanted to scare you.
- You succeeded.
What's going on? What are you doing? - What are you doing? - Pull! Wipe off the rifle.
Put it into his right hand.
Let's get out of here.
And hurry.
Password: Shit! Well, well Tired of our usual ham rolls? Just for a change Then you should have got some apples and grapes.
You like grapes? Yes if they've been pressed and taste of Bordeaux.
Absolutely! Hi.
- Haven't you had breakfast yet? - He's already having lunch.
- I've brought some rolls too.
- Never too many! And some apples too.
A few vitamins will do you good.
- Do you want coffee? - Yes, please.
Black, no sugar.
- Now doesn't that look tasty? - He's talented and has taste.
- Who has? - Rex.
Rex! Yes very creative! Brandtner, Crime Squad.
All done.
- Did anyone see you? - No.
Give us some more information.
- I wiped it all.
- All? You need a code to get into the menu.
How could I know? So I held the computer under water.
I knew it wouldn't work.
Pull yourself together.
If you keep quiet there'll be no problem.
He might be the painter who found him.
- Okay.
- Thanks.
- Hello, doctor.
- Hello, Mr Brandter.
Hi, Rex! The dead man is a hotel guest according to the painter.
He also called the hotel doctor.
He doesn't think it was an accident or suicide.
Did he carry any lD? No, only this mobile and cartridges for the gun.
Thanks.
I hope you haven't just eaten.
Shot straight in the face.
At a distance of 1 0 to 1 5 centimetres.
From the front.
Unusual for a suicide, right? I fully agree.
He has relatively short arms.
He couldn't have fired that far from his face.
Congratulations! You played very well.
But this afternoon you'll have to try harder.
How can you be in such a good mood? With weather like this? Why don't we drop the afternoon game? We'd look suspicious.
We're on the list.
We'll play our second round after lunch as usual.
- Have a nice day.
- Same to you.
The victim was a Mr Kempinsky.
He was staying at the golf hotel.
Did the painter notice anything unusual? He was away at the time getting more paint.
Kempinsky was here alone.
He carried a rifle, his own.
You can easily reach the range unnoticed.
He wants to show us something.
A very fresh track.
Search, Rex! Also fresh.
If the suspect came from here he walked across the golf course.
If he crossed the golf course he risked being seen by the players.
What if he was dressed as a golfer? Yes, or like a gardener.
Or he was a spectator.
- Do you play golf? - No.
I only know you must replace the grass that you rip out.
- What about you? - I know how to hold a club.
As a child I often played mini golf.
Kempinsky took his key.
We should have found it on him.
He either lost it which is unlikely or the murderer took it.
Would you kindly show us Mr Kempinsky's room? Certainly.
He hadn't even unpacked.
It seems he went straight to the range.
Kempinsky, Joseph, born 1 8 May 1 945, Vienna.
What an orderly man.
The way he packed slacks and jackets! I could never do it.
Come and have a look.
Someone as fussy as Kempinsky wouldn't leave a shirt like this.
It looks as if a big folder was lying there.
Or his computer.
Call Forensics.
Just a minute.
- Coming to the sauna? - Yes - Are you okay? - Yes.
Why? Everything's fine.
- Really? - Yes.
Go ahead.
I'll be there soon.
No peace, even here.
What's so important? I think Kurz is trying to leave.
- Where is he now? - In his room.
Leaving already? Well Iook, this sounds stupid, but my mother I had a call.
My mother was taken to hospital unexpectedly.
Acute appendicitis.
That's different of course.
You're not going anywhere.
Come on Try hitting me again.
Kurz put the knife away.
We should have talked to Kempinsky again.
Useless.
We tried several times.
He just got more insolent.
- His demands kept increasing.
- A blackmailer's fate.
Let me through.
Go ahead.
You threaten your best friends with a knife.
Use the China suite as long as you need.
If necessary you can stay overnight.
You can have this room, number 401.
Your colleague can have number 402.
Like to take a look? And here's the list of our guests and staff.
Thanks.
Forensics is working in Kempinsky's room.
Would you like me to order some food? Great! Some ham rolls.
Ham rolls? Sorry, we don't serve them.
Of course.
- Well, see you later, Mr - Brandtner.
Brandtner.
Kempinsky was a lawyer.
I've rung Höllerer.
He's gone to look at his flat.
Regards from Forensics.
The computer was too hot.
It went swimming.
It coughs up weird number combinations.
I gave it to the experts.
They might save something.
Very posh! But definitely not our income level.
If we have to spend the night that will be your room with the big TV.
- That will be mine.
- Thanks.
I sleep so well with the TV on.
Let's keep a low profile.
Then things will be all right.
Nobody will suspect us.
Why did you shoot him in the face? Would it look like suicide from the back? I'm not in it any more.
I'm getting out.
Didn't we agree to stick together? - Whatever happens? - But this is murder.
Calm down.
In a few days it will all be forgotten.
Forgotten! That's what you think.
I won't ever forget that sight.
That wasn't a face any more, just a So? Are you going to grass on us? I would never grass on you.
Besides, I'm an accessory.
Exactly.
We'll each write a confession.
So we each know the others won't talk.
If you'd feel better, fine.
Confession.
Mr Kempinsky and I had a fight.
He threatened me with a weapon.
I tried to snatch it from him and it went off.
Full stop.
I'll have yours.
If one of us goes under we all do.
- Room service.
- Leave it outside.
I'll get it.
As you wish, madam.
The shooting range here and the forest where Rex found the traces.
Next to it is the golf course with the holes 5, 6 and 1 5.
Hole 6 is closest to the shooting range.
According to Mrs Sommer all golfers play a second round after lunch in the same order.
- Perfect service.
- Rex! A late lunch.
- Christian - What? - You can't just - Why not? Compliments of the hotel.
They do these things.
Right, Rex? A Böck sandwich.
I bet it tastes better than the ham rolls in the office.
Hey, where's my lunch? I bet those two with the dog are from the police.
- Police on a golf course? - Keep on playing.
You play even better under pressure.
Cut out your stupid remarks.
They teed off at 2 p.
m.
, about an hour ago.
Fits our calculation.
By the score card, they'd have been about here this morning.
- What are their names? - Hold on.
Stanok, Ahrens and Kurz.
Stay calm.
Nothing can happen.
Hello.
Sorry to disturb you.
Brandtner, Crime Squad.
My colleague Böck.
Mr Kunz, Mr Stanok and I'm Ahrens.
Did you play together this morning? Did you see anyone go into the forest? No.
At golf you concentrate and forget the world around you.
I'm the same.
I don't even see the lovely scenery.
Listen, would you know this gentleman by any chance? Never seen him.
No, don't know him.
Sorry.
Thanks, that's all.
Continue your game.
I completely forgot.
We need to have your golf gloves.
Not that we don't trust you.
Just routine, you understand? No problem.
I'm sorry, he's a bit cheeky today.
May l? - We can learn from him.
- Yes.
Once he knows the game he keeps at it.
I must say your glove idea was super.
- Thanks.
- Pleasure.
If one of the gloves shows traces of smoke Forensics will know.
It will mean it was one of them.
Well that was it then.
Not according to plan.
It was doomed from the start.
They don't believe it was suicide.
They're suspicious of us.
Why just us? Everyone who played this morning.
- Why did he take our gloves? - He said it was routine.
All the players' gloves.
What if they find gunpowder on your glove? - Then we've had it.
- They won't find anything.
I took them off in the forest.
- Don't drink so much.
- It calms me down.
Let's see this morning two female golfers played after the three men.
They should be the two over there.
Ask if they saw anything unusual.
I'll call Peter.
Hello.
Hello, Alex.
The computer experts couldn't save Kempinsky's records.
I was at his place.
The caretaker let me in.
I didn't notice anything unusual.
Go to our office.
I'll fax the guest and staff list.
Then ring Kempinsky's office and see who was a client.
- What will you do? - Hang around a bit longer.
Yes, sitting in a small stuffy room interviewing guests.
- Exactly.
- They're chirping like birds.
Yes there are many lies told over a mobile.
Bye.
Yes, the two women played.
Did they notice anything? Nothing.
They said those three were playing golf.
Nobody went into the forest.
They were always visible.
Or playing in a spot where they weren't.
I'll enter his office number right away.
Okay, got it.
We'll stay in touch.
Bye.
Höllerer doesn't think any of the golfers was a client.
The secretary says he stored all his notes and dates in his computer.
And the killer knew.
- Where's his mobile? - I'll get it.
Why do you want it? To see whether Kempinsky stored anything in his mobile.
Meet Kast.
Check if there's a guest called Kast.
Sorry, there's no guest with the name Kast or Kastner or Kastinger.
- What about the number? - It's unusual.
Ten numbers, it's too long.
And 1 84 is no area code.
It could be an insurance number.
They contain letters.
There must be a link between him and someone here.
Let's drive to his office.
Call Peter.
Your TV is on.
Rex must be watching a cooking program.
Somehow it doesn't sound like a cooking program.
Rex! You'll get funny looks at Reception.
Rex will pay for this.
I'll tell them.
They'll believe you! To our friendship.
Pity Kempinsky can't see us now.
That's tasteless.
Some people know their limits, others can't get enough.
Like Kempinsky.
I've had enough.
I know how far I can go.
To bed.
Well then, I'll make myself comfortable.
Have a good night.
What's that supposed to mean? Don't you trust me? No.
Regards from Forensics.
The weapon was wiped so there are no fingerprints.
- Want to look anyway? - No, thanks.
It would've been too good to be true.
I sent all his office staff home.
Does "Kast" mean anything to them? No.
And there's no client called anything like Kast.
There must be some clue.
You go through the files.
I'll check the computer.
Right now you can't help me.
Go and take a nap.
Look at this! We're in for a long night.
I'll get us some coffee.
- I saw a coffee machine there.
- Höllerer.
Where do you think you're going? Stop this.
I can't take any more! - I won't go to jail - We're not killers! Yes, we are! Kempinsky tried to ruin us.
We had to act.
I want out! Take your hands off me.
I'm cracking up.
I want out! - Yes? - It's me.
What's going on? Keep it down! He's unconscious.
He tried to get away.
Burn yours and mine.
- Silence him.
- Stop it! Stop it What now? We'll make it look like an accident.
Account number 1 84 236 58 00.
Right.
Every month 1 50,000 schillings were tranferred into his account.
By Kast.
There's no address on the deposit slip.
A princely sum for an unknown depositor.
into his private account - It smells of bribe money.
- Yes, or hush money.
We're finished now.
Go home, Peter.
- What do we do? - Go back to the hotel.
What for? We've nothing to go on.
But we have Rex.
I want to try something.
Tell me, what would the killer have wiped the gun with? Orderly people always carry a hanky.
- And a golfer? - A cloth for the balls.
Exactly.
It's worth a try.
Come on, Rex.
Give me his knife.
Michaela, wait for me.
Got the knife? You can't do this to me.
Please you can't do this to me.
Are you crazy? Let me out! Open up! Open up! Open the door! - Are you in a bad mood? - Yes.
- And you're not? - No! Why? Perhaps our murderer is having breakfast or a massage or is still fast asleep which I'd like to be for once.
It's unbearable.
What's this damned Kast? It drives me crazy not knowing.
Ring the code expert at the EKF.
He might be able to help.
EKF.
I've got it.
They're initials.
You think Kast stands for something? Pass me the guest list.
Thanks.
K for Kurz, A for Ahrens S for - There's no name with T.
- But with St.
Stanok.
Kurz, Ahrens, Stanok.
Kast transferred money to Kempinsky.
Maybe he blackmailed them.
What work do they do? Ahrens is a builder, so is Stanok.
Kurz is a public servant in the Ministry of Transport.
Call the Ministry and find out where he works.
Right.
Open up! Can't anyone hear me? Help! Help! Rex Böck here.
I want to call the Ministry of Transport.
Now Search, Rex! Search! Yes Ahrens.
Rex, you earned yourself a heap of ham rolls.
Brandtner.
I need reinforcement.
Open up! Can't anybody hear me? Open up, please! Yes, sir.
Thank you, sir.
You've helped me a lot.
If I've more questions I'll ring.
Regards to your wife.
Hurry.
Rex sniffed out Ahrens' cloth.
- Do I ring for reinforcement? - I already have.
There's no key.
Mr Ahrens is in his room.
Give me the master key.
If you don't cause a flood stay there.
- Coffee, please.
- Coming.
Want to know who got all the building jobs? - Stanok and Ahrens.
- Right.
Their quotes were always the most reasonable.
- Thanks to Kurz, right? - He knew all the tenders.
Somehow Kempinsky found out and blackmailed them.
Police.
Open up! He's somewhere in the hotel.
- Have you seen Rex? - He ran out onto the terrace.
Something's wrong.
Look for Ahrens.
You come.
Watch the back exit.
No one's to leave.
Rex! - Did you see my dog? - He went that way.
Thanks.
He's going towards the sauna.
Damn! Has the ambulance arrived? Hit the gas! Don't drink so fast.
Brandtner.
Ahrens and Stanok are running north along the rails.
Cut them off at the golf course.
Hurry! Got it.
Come on, Rex.
Stop! Stay where you are! Stop! Stop or I'll shoot! Stop, Rex! Now! Christian! Christian! Stay there! He's confessed to the murder.
Hey, that turban suits you.
Did Rex also get hurt? No, he's showing solidarity.
Solidarity! If it didn't hurt I'd laugh.
Mr Böck, you owe us money.
You watched our Pay TV.
Not me, the dog.
No one will believe him.
What do you think?