Babylon Berlin (2017) s04e10 Episode Script

Season 4, Episode 10

We have checked all the premises
for tomorrow's action.
The location
of the homicide squad's conference room
makes it ideal for the meeting.
We'll control the entrance,
disarm the participants.
They all need to be subject to
a body search.
There is only one access point
to homicide.
Inspection A is actually enclosed
like a fortress.
What about this door?
Yes, I know.
there is a filing room.
It contains all the homicide squad's cases
of the past two years.
The former entrance to this room
was blocked up.
It goes without saying that we'll inspect
everything before the get-together.
The participants will arrive individually
in yard six, at five-minute intervals.
Don't want them
to lose their cool in the yard.
We'll monitor the entrance to homicide
and all the adjacent hallways.
- No one can get in or out.
- I'd prefer the latter.
Afterwards, the participants are led back
to their vehicles
in three-minute intervals
and taken off the premises.
How many men do you need for this job?
Thanks to the special location just four.
Including myself.
It looks like you've thought
of everything, Detective.
I have to say,
I still feel uneasy about this.
The Berlin police should focus
on their tasks at hand.
Peace-making in the underworld
is not one of them.
I think you're wrong.
Councillor.
The whole thing has
what it takes to be a coup.
and the city.
All right.
I'm off into my long weekend then.
And you too, Councillor.
I won't be here, you won't be here.
If this goes wrong,
you're in for it, Rath.
- And if it goes well?
- Then we've all always known it.
Break a leg.
Mr. President.
I'm cold.
I'm not done without a wild boar.
I'll be back in an hour.
I'll come with you.
Very well.
Go.
Go away, quickly.
Here?
Here.
There, over there.
Here.
Here. It was here, yes.
Mother.
Alfred?
Alfred.
It can only get better now.
The company.
The plants, the property,
it will all be yours now.
Ours.
PAYROLL OFFICE
Thank you.
Next.
Hello, Superintendent.
My salary for last month
wasn't credited.
It wasn't? Let's take a look then.
Wilhelm.
Well, it is quite correct.
Salary is confiscated by the bank.
- I don't understand.
- Impounded.
Mandatory deposit.
But the bank
has already snared everything off me.
Well. The bank's directive
is unambiguous.
They have a title.
Nothing you can do about it.
But I have to get money for my work.
You do realize that?
Apply for dole money,
Superintendent.
You're not the only one.
- Morning, Superintendent.
- Hello.
What a stinker.
A puke.
Do I know you?
No, but I'd like to make you an offer.
Get lost.
What would you say if all your worries
melted into thin air in one fell swoop?
Your wife could come back
and the children.
Who are you?
I just want to help.
- Are you here for something specific?
- We know our way around.
Hang on a minute!
Hey, hey!
- What are you doing here?
- Hang on.
- Get out!
- Hands off.
You can't go in there.
Hands off!
Get out, right now.
- I'm just informing myself.
- Are you now? Can we join in?
Boss.
Detective.
- Take them away and throw them out.
- It's all right. Keep your hat on.
Boys.
Well, you know.
Keep going.
- Your name?
- Behnke, Elisabeth.
Continue to the visitors' room.
It appears they operated
very purposefully.
- Exactly that which we need.
First the burglary at my house,
now at our lawyer's.
This is the end, Ms. Elisbeth.
I'll be rotting behind these walls like
- Why rot? Didn't he get out?
- Yes, but only at the very end.
14 years later,
sewn into someone else's body bag.
I do think we'll manage some other way.
And sooner.
As soon as Miss Seegers is back,
she can clear this up.
WCOH.
We can only hope.
Mr. Katelbach.
Samuel.
I promise, as long as you're here,
I won't rent out your room.
And aired once a day, or what?
Do they treat you decently?
As can be expected under the
- Eighteen months!
- You mustn't give up hope.
I'll keep on fighting for you.
You're my tower of strengthy,
Ms. Elisabeth.
are communicating
like Orpheus and Eurydike?
I am your Orpheus.
Elisabeth.
I ask you again.
Do you want to marry me?
- Right, ladies, that's it.
- No, that's impossible!
- I protest!
- I do too.
- In the middle of a proposal.
- Visiting hour is up.
A simple yes or no.
I know it's not particularly romantic,
It goes for you too.
What do you say, Ms. Elisabeth?
Yes or no? Please, quickly.
Congrats, Katelbach.
Take it. Tobacco is tobacco.
With all due respect, Heymann,
your ciggies are real casket nails.
I'm afraid I can't offer you
a Monte Christo at the moment.
- Don't you Monte Christo me.
- But your widow said yes.
I'm not so sure anymore.
What is it? Afraid of your own courage?
You should be glad, at your age.
The whole situation
was volatile in terms of the time.
That's why I'm so unsure.
It all went so fast all of a sudden.
- You mean visiting hour was up?
- Yes, that's right.
And then Katelbach asked me again,
I have no idea what I said, Mr. Litten.
Oh yeah? What was her reply?
That's just the thing.
I'm not so firm on this.
or was it no?
Or did she say yo?
- You don't remember?
- Is that even possible?
admit that it is at least unusual
for such a basic question.
Well, it all went so slapdash.
Like lightning.
All right. He'll be in prison for a while
now, if I understood you right.
That is correct.
The dadline extension was declined,
point blank.
At least, this gives me
some time to mull it over.
Everything must be carefully considered.
I hope this is acceptable to you,
but I appealed the decision.
Yes, of course.
There is nothing else we can do for now.
Still nothing from Miss Seegers?
No.
What would you do, Edgar?
EDGAR KASABIAN
BORN 17/11/1888 DIED 14/6/1930
- I'll exploit all legal means, I promise.
- Very well.
Wegener.
Karl.
Hi, old shallop.
Come on, have a seat.
For me, a cup of Frisian tea,
Hogwash.
If you get in touch, we need to celebrate.
Two glasses of champagne.
And I'll have some eggs. Right.
Seems really profitable,
your auctions business.
Yes, that's true, Wegener, that's true.
Formidable. Colossal, actually.
The vultures fight for everything
lambs in need try to get rid of.
Bizarre prices are being paid
for banal works of art.
- For jewellery too, right?
- Yes, of course.
Can't go wrong with gold.
What about diamonds?
Have something in particular in mind?
Has the confirmed bachelor
possibly chosen a lady?
No.
- To your health.
- Thank you.
Here's to our Germania.
To Germania Nation.
A scoundrel
if you're not sincere about this.
How my heart aches
when I can see the bottom of the glass.
And now for the essence.
Two beers, please.
someone approached you
with a genuine rarity.
Let's say a famous individual piece.
Jewellery? It depends.
- On what exactly?
- On what you mean by famous.
Blue Rothschild.
Wait. Apart from the fact that this stone
has been lost for over ten years,
I'd send anyone who offers it to me
to a madhouse immediately.
Or better still, to jail.
Why?
I'm an auctioneer
and I don't deal in stolen goods.
What would happen
if a respectable house like mine
puts forward goods
of such questionable fame?
Besides, which prudent collector
would be interested?
You wouldn't hang Mona Lisa
in your lounge, either.
God forbid.
Yes. Just forget it.
It was just an idea among friends.
A stupid idea.
Wegener.
Right.
- Thank you.
- To your health.
Even water becomes a good drop
If you mix it with malt and hop.
How's your wife and children, Karl?
What's your level of knowledge?
Number two or three?
- Three.
- Formidable.
Progress prevails here, too, Wegener.
The man on the moon looks down at me.
It shines right into my soul.
Hey, moon.
You make me all confused.
Whichever secret I'm trying to hide
You anticipate everything
And know even more.
Shine on it, see me,
make life hard for me
Even when I sleep
It doesn't get light for me
No, my soul is all the heavier
I climb on rooftops and on trees
And then I don't climb anymore I fall
Moon, I'm falling, hitting
The cobblestones
of Potsdamer Chaussee
Moon
I don't see anything
Anymore
Bravo, Ms. Korda. Superb.
And then the song.
And then the number
with the wounded moth.
Yes, yes. Very good.
Pardon?
When can I start?
As far as I am concerned,
I could start tonight, no problem.
I'm sorry.
We're not looking for a singer anymore.
Says who?
Esther, please wait.
Esther.
I'm really very sorry.
But apparently some people
don't want you to be hired here.
If you mean my husband, Heinrich,
he's dead.
And the other one too.
To me, at least.
And just now
you two pretty ones died too.
Good bye.
Leave the doll.
I have to say,
I still feel uneasy about this.
The Berlin police should focus
on their tasks at hand.
Peace-making in the underworld
is not one of them.
- The boy on the roof, right.
- Benni.
Was he your boyfriend?
I'm sorry.
You can stay here, Toni.
But I don't know how much longer
I can afford this place, broke as I am.
Don't worry about it.
I won't stay long.
I'll find something, don't worry.
Just like that, yeah?
Look at yourself. Tall as you are,
you need to rent a tower.
I was thinking of the water tower.
- I thought you don't smoke.
- It's for later.
I spoke with a woman from welfare.
Her name is Helfers.
I know her.
She told me about a rural school,
very posh. Lake Tegel, some island.
It's all the rage.
You don't just study there,
you also play and sing.
Yeah, for sure. Me and singing.
She might be able to get you a place.
I won't go into a home.
Into none of them.
- Not even if it's all the rage.
- It's not a home.
- Toni, it's a chance.
- I won't go into no chance, either.
They can do it better than me.
And you might become something proper
at some point.
Like what?
President of the police?
No.
The boss of all of it.
It was my fault you lost your job.
You won't ever forgive me for that,
will you?
That's old news.
It's better this way.
Come on.
And your pretty detective.
What are you on about?
It's as plain as the nose on your face.
What if?
Tell me.
It's all still inconnu.
- Uncertain.
- As usual, right?
No.
Somehow, it's different.
Let's go downstairs to Jackie's.
- Have some leftovers.
- Yes.
Lotti?
Thank you.
- Evening, angel.
- How did it go?
Don't ask.
Have you eaten?
- Yes.
- Yes.
Nice one.
A telegram arrived.
From America.
Bellmann?
Hollywood is great, stop.
Artists of your caliber wanted, stop.
Can you picture moving here?
What does it say?
Let's go.
- Arms control.
- Put your guns in here, please.
Arms out.
- I'll check you anyway.
- Easy, kiddo.
Arms control.
- Put your guns in here, please.
- Don't have any.
Hey, take your paws off.
Arms control.
Any weapons?
Please follow me.
- Please put your guns in here.
- Guns out, put them there.
Go on.
Faster.
Ladies, gentlemen.
We all appreciate you accepting
this unusual invitation.
Before I leave you to it, let me clarify
the stance of the police once more.
None of the violent and criminal
altercations of the past days and weeks
will go unpunished,
no matter what possible agreement
you may come to tonight.
We will diligently
and with all due severity
solve every single death
and every single crime.
and make peace.
You have exactly three hours.
We'll check out the joint once more,
all right?
Right. Let's get started.
friends, enemies.
Kings of Berlin.
That we all came together tonight
in order to negotiate really is unique.
It's a moment we should take seriously.
Bob.
Else.
Adolf.
Ede.
How could it all have got this far?
So unreasonable,
unfortunate, unnecessary.
We don't just harm each other,
we are destroying a system
which we painstakingly built.
If someone had told me a year ago
in the Red Fortress,
seeing all our hopes dashed,
I wouldn't even have shot them.
There are many opportunities,
but one like this most likely only today.
I think we all lost in this game.
All of us sitting here.
And losing is not exactly
our strong point.
- Least of all mine.
- I'd like to know too.
- We didn't do it.
Calm down, Else.
That's why we are here.
- What about you, Bob?
- I have nothing to do with it.
But it smacks of your MO, my friend.
This is outrageous.
What's going on?
Who arranged this?
- What's going on?
I can't explain it right now
What's with all the guns?
- Oh, the president.
- I would know about this!
What is this?
- A hostile takeover by the Ringvereins?
- You can't go in there.
Kindly let me pass.
This is a concerted action.
Everything is under control.
This can't be true.
You won't let me into my office
because there's a bunch
of lousy criminals in there.
How dare you!
Let go of me!
No. You can't go in there right now.
What?
No one will hear it from me
that you sleep in there.
That you no longer have a place to live.
Let's get this over with.
What can you do?
I loved him.
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