Kommissar Rex (Inspector Rex) (1994) s06e05 Episode Script

1 INSPECTOR REX ICE-COLD I wish I were as fit as him.
He's not happy with your performance.
What performance? Hey, Rex what's the hurry? - You do this every day? - Yes.
- It's not healthy.
- Slacker! Come on, Rex.
First home.
What is it, Rex? He can smell the ham rolls.
We'll have them back at the office.
- Don't you want to shower? - I'll do it at work.
Rex, give me the keys.
Give me the keys.
Give them to me! You'll have to pay a ransom.
There.
Hand them over.
See you later.
I'd like to welcome the president of our club, and his wife, our manager, on behalf of all the players.
As you know, I'm not one for long speeches.
This season I want to see lots of wins.
You owe that to your fans.
My wife will tell you just what we expect of you.
The championship starts in two weeks.
Let's put last year behind us.
Second place isn't good enough.
This year our motto will be "We're the champions!" Can you hear anything? That's more like it.
Now go for it.
Are you hurt? What's the matter? Shit.
He's unconscious.
Carry him off.
Move it! The Albert Schultz Hall.
Be quick.
I hope it's not serious.
What's with him? He's irritated.
A pencil must be out of place.
Isn't my desk neat enough for you? Brandtner.
You had yours.
Yes, thanks We've got a job.
Come on.
Are they all for me? Hot! Kunz What? We sent you that on Tuesday.
Then look for it! What? Goodbye.
Oh, no! He's dead.
The cops are coming.
- Why? - No idea.
- What did he die of? - I don't know.
Dr Altmann, club president.
I want to know what happened.
I don't know yet.
Please wait here.
- Hello, Leo.
- Hello, Alex.
The paramedic noticed this scratch but he doesn't know what caused it.
- He collapsed on the ice? - Yes.
Don't ice-hockey players wear shoulder pads? We took them off.
We wanted to see if he was injured.
At first we thought he'd fainted.
- Have you got a torch? - Yes.
Look.
It looks like a needle.
Pull it up.
I wonder what the lab will find.
Something very fast-acting, I'm sure.
Where are the other players? In the locker-room This is awful.
- I'll make some inquiries.
- Okay.
Who has a key to the locker-room? The attendant, the cleaner, the manager and me.
Can I see the attendant and the cleaner? The cleaner left before training started.
- Can you ring her? - Yes, of course.
Which of you guys got here first today? - Me, why? - How long were you alone? Then the others turned up.
- What's your name? - Peter Klein.
Klein, Peter.
- Did you train last night? - Yes.
- Who was the last to leave? - I was.
I always am.
Everyone knows that.
- He's vainer than any model.
- Shut your face.
Who are you? Harald Seiz.
- Why are you asking? - It's a silly habit of mine.
He was a thoroughly fit, healthy sportsman.
- What did he die of? - Heart failure.
Brought on by hypoglycemia.
The lab found traces of Aktrapid.
- Aktrapid? - One can't know everything It's a fast-acting insulin.
Doesn't the body break down insulin fast? Its biological half-life is short.
Traces are gone within hours? Exactly.
I see Thanks, Leo.
Bye.
Ah, here you are.
I can't take it in.
Yesterday we were having a beer together.
I've heard Pokorny was popular with women.
You bet! Did he and another player have a fight over a girl? I don't think so.
Is anyone on the team a diabetic? No.
I'd know if they were.
Keep the change.
Thank you.
Goodbye.
Hello.
Room 19.
He's expecting you.
Come in.
I'm in the bath.
I wasn't going to come after what happened.
Pokorny's death is tragic but any sportsman can die suddenly.
It's happened a lot recently.
It's a professional risk.
You don't appear overcome with grief.
You know we weren't exactly friends.
He could be to blame.
Maybe he did drugs.
He'd never have taken anything illegal.
Besides it wasn't an accident.
It was murder.
- Who says? - The police.
They rang me.
So that's why one of them was snooping around.
Come on.
All it took was Pokorny to be in a bodycheck or pressed against the side.
The needle pierced the pad, the ampoule was squeezed and the insulin injected.
What did you get on him? He was popular with the fans and the players.
Only Harald Seiz, the guy who left the locker-room last, didn't like him.
Yes, the trainer told me that too.
He said that a scout watched Pokorny and Seiz.
Pokorny was offered a place in an American NHL club.
In the US league? Hardly anyone from here makes that.
- Was jealousy the motive? - It's possible, isn't it? - Didn't you want to go? - Idiot.
- How do you feel? - Good.
I shouldn't have come.
I've got a strange feeling.
Are you thinking about Pokorny? Him too.
The attendant came at 7 and the cleaner ten minutes later.
- Have you got hold of her? - Not yet.
- I'll go over there tomorrow.
- Question all the players.
I want to know when everyone arrived.
- We'll check out Harald Seiz.
- That'll keep us busy! You can have the bike.
I've nearly finished.
It's okay.
I'll start over there.
This Pokorny business is dreadful.
- He's a big loss to the club.
- Yes I reckon there's a jealous woman behind it.
A woman? Yes.
Pokorny was very good-looking.
Women were always after him.
And he couldn't say no.
I caught him in the locker-room.
You caught him in the act? Before a championship match.
It didn't affect his game adversely.
He scored five goals.
Why didn't you tell me? It's bad for our image.
- I'd have dressed him down.
- I did.
After all, I'm the manager.
How did someone get in anyway? Only you and the cleaner have access.
Where there's a will, there's a way.
- Women are good at that.
- A tale of jealousy, eh? I didn't think of that.
Think of how he died.
Women make more cunning killers.
You think a jealous man would bash his rival or shoot him? Exactly.
Trouble between me and Pokorny! Only Peter Klein would say that.
Never mind who said it.
We want to know if it's true.
Yes, I was pretty angry.
He got the overseas contract and you were the reserve? Sure.
Who doesn't want to play ice hockey in America? NHL National Hockey League.
Every player's dream.
But a reality for you now that Pokorny is dead.
After what happened I don't know if I want it.
One might say all this is rather timely for you.
You're getting a new chance.
Your career might take off.
Do you really believe I was involved in his murder? We aren't paid for what we believe.
Where did you go after you finished here? Mrs Altmann's office.
- How long were you there? - 20 minutes.
Then I went home as usual.
Have you got any idea who could have killed Pokorny? Maybe a fan who didn't want him to go to America.
- What do you think? - Well - Pretty heavy, aren't they? - These are nothing.
Oh yes the weaker sex! Thanks for your help.
If you think of anything, call me any time.
All right, Mr Fritz Kunz.
I'm the director of a bank, as you probably know.
And the club is just a hobby? - Yes.
An expensive one too.
- Very impressive.
Two weeks ago there was a row between Pokorny and Seiz.
Yes, it was about playing in America, of course.
Seiz thought that Pokorny had gone behind his back.
- Is that true? - No.
Pokorny is the better player Was the better player.
- They could tell that.
- Seiz was disappointed? Yes, it's understandable.
He just missed out on a great chance.
He's first-class.
He was voted best club player three times.
- You don't suspect him? - He had a motive.
He's very ambitious but I really don't think he'd kill anyone.
Is anyone in the club capable of it? I'd vouch for the whole team.
But ask my wife.
She knows the players better.
We won't play until the killer's caught.
The championship starts in two weeks.
The cops may not solve it before then.
Then they'd better hurry up.
If we don't play, we won't get paid and we'll be fired for breach of contract.
Have you forgotten Pokorny? Yesterday we were training together.
Don't you want to know who killed him? Or Or what? What are you implying? Someone here killed Pokorny.
Stop it.
That won't help.
What's going on? A couple of players are refusing to train.
We voted on it yesterday.
The majority want to go on.
Come on, guys get to work.
If the cops don't find the killer, they'll do each other in.
It's very clever.
It sure is.
The murderer must know a lot about insulin and he or she must have access to the locker-room.
Look, Rex.
Here come your rolls.
Watch out! Brandtner.
One second.
The cleaner from the icerink.
Transfer it, will you? Kunz here.
Rex do you want another roll? Am I working with a bunch of rogues? Just look how hungry your poor dog looks.
She's remembered she knocked down two sets of pads.
Let's go.
Come on, Rex.
Line change! You can be a real bastard! - It wasn't a foul.
- You play a dirty game.
Look who's talking! Look at them.
Say what you will, ice hockey has the best punch-ups.
Who do you think will win? I go for green maybe not.
No, orange.
Go, orange! - You never bet! - I do when it comes to sport.
Your team's not looking good.
You call that sport? It's brutal.
That's not sport.
I was sweeping the floor and knocked the stand.
Two coat hangers fell down.
- Which two.
- Those.
- You hung them up again? - Yes.
Harald Seiz.
Are you sure you hung them up in the right place? They all look the same.
You might have swapped them? Yes, maybe.
Thank you.
Mr Seiz Mr Seiz! Please come to the locker-room.
Please remove your jersey and pads.
Carefully! Well? It looks okay.
We'll send it to the lab to make sure.
I thought so.
Someone must hate ice-hockey players.
You can thank Rex for this.
Seiz says he has no idea who'd want to kill him.
There must be a motive.
Either we've got a murderer who has it in for ice-hockey players or you were right and the first needle was meant for Seiz.
Okay.
Thanks.
It was insulin again.
Same sort.
Hello.
How's the inquiry going? The mood at the club is awful.
They all distrust each other.
I'm sorry but I haven't any news.
I'm prepared to offer a reward for the murderer's arrest.
No need.
We'll soon have the murderer.
Really? I'm relieved to hear it.
Sorry to bother you.
Don't mention it.
You're an optimist.
It's all part of the job.
- What are you doing here? - Waiting for you.
Sit down.
- What do you want? - A nice fat pay rise.
You're one of our best-paid men.
Wait till the season's over.
There'll be more money once we're champions.
I don't think I can wait that long.
- Where did you find this? - I was waiting for you The file was out.
It was an interesting read.
It's none of your business.
It's remarkable that Seiz is insured for so much.
What a pity he wasn't killed.
Think of the payout! Are you out of your mind? Have you gone crazy? You get me a pay rise and I'll shut up.
Okay? Get out! You have two days.
Then I'll tell the police.
- Out! - Have a nice day.
Send him home.
I'll tail him.
You think the killer will try again? Maybe.
Hello.
Oh, it's you.
What's up? He's found out.
He wants a pay rise or he'll blab.
- What shall we do? - Where is he? He's probably gone home.
- I'll talk to him.
- It won't help.
Keep cool.
Don't worry.
I'll deal with it.
I'll be right back.
What do you want? If you blab about the insurance or try to blackmail Lisa, I swear I'll kill you.
I think I deserve a little something.
Miserable little blackmailer.
Open the door.
Open the bloody door! Police.
Drop your gun! Drop it! When I was in Spain last year, I had dreadful headaches.
At first I thought it was the heat.
After all I'm always on the ice here.
I had a thorough medical check-up.
The doctors discovered a brain tumour.
When I got home, I realised I had two options I could give up professional sport or go on playing and hope for the best.
Did you confide in Mrs Altmann? Yes.
She took out a big insurance policy on me.
You didn't tell the insurance about the tumour? No.
The company's doctor examined me but it didn't occur to him to X-ray my skull.
You're mad.
What good is money if you drop dead? It's for her if something happens to me.
Her mother and I split up but I don't want them to struggle.
Why didn't you tell me? This changes everything.
I withdraw my complaint.
- What's her name? - Annemarie.
The gun's fake, by the way.
Forget it.
I've got two daughters too.
- They'll soon be embracing.
- It's like a movie.
- Can we go now? - Yes.
I have to notify the insurance though.
Sorry.
Goodbye.
So long, guys- I'll keep on Seiz's tail.
- You gave me a fright.
- Sorry.
- I wanted to surprise you.
- You succeeded.
How about lunch? It's nice of you but I've already made plans.
Meeting Seiz, are you? Whatever gave you that idea? - Lisa, I miss you.
- Please - Stop it.
- You never used to mind.
Do you want to rake up the past? We're adults.
We had some fun together but we knew it wouldn't last.
- And it will with Seiz? - Don't be stupid.
Be sure you look after him.
What's that supposed to mean? Nothing.
- I'll take over now.
- He went in five minutes ago.
Look.
Mrs Altmann! - I have to see this.
- Come on, then.
I've been so worried about you.
It was a close call.
Do you think Klein is behind it? No.
He's a blackmailer, but not a killer.
It's probably some madman.
Kartnig could be involved.
He threatened me.
He told me to look after you.
- Kartnig did that? - Yes.
- Who is it? - Brandtner.
- Hello.
Sorry to - Are you following me? Yes.
For your own safety.
Are you alone? Yes.
Couldn't you stand it at home any longer? - How did you guess? - And you chose this dive? - Would you call your dog? - He's nosey.
I can't stop him.
Please leave.
- You don't mind? - No one's there.
Good evening, Mrs Altmann.
My husband doesn't know.
I don't wish to be indiscreet but this is a murder case.
How long has this affair been going on? Two months.
And your husband suspects nothing? I'm sure he doesn't.
What would he say if he knew? He's very conservative.
He'd never hurt a fly but I don't think he could handle it.
He'd divorce me.
I'm afraid I must talk to him.
You can't.
He's in a clinic.
He's having a rest cure.
Why don't you tell them what Kartnig said? I haven't got all day! But I do.
We'll take it in turns.
It could take quite a while.
Alex! Alex! He's sticking to his story He made the threat just to scare them a bit.
- What do you make of him? - Damned if I know.
I need a coffee.
Morning.
We checked the other players' pads You look all done in We didn't find anything.
We're not getting anywhere.
Not yet, Rex.
Hey what if we go to the clinic and ask Altmann if he knows about his wife's affair? I can't even finish my coffee! All the more for me! Rex, you know the drill.
I won't be long.
Ciao.
- Where's Harald? - Three guesses.
Ciao.
Room 209 should be down here on the right.
Ah, there it is.
- Looking for someone? - Mr Altmann.
My name's Brandtner.
I'm from the police.
- He's in the massage room.
- Can you show us? Thanks.
A mineral water.
Last again.
He's probably in the relaxation room.
- Where's the relaxation room? - Straight ahead.
Mr Altmann? Mr Altmann! - Is Mr Altmann here? - No.
- Mr Seiz? - He's here.
Try the gym.
Where's Rex? Rex! Get away - Don't move.
- BÃck.
I'm at the icerink.
We need backup and an ambulance.
Hurry.
Shit! Mr Altmann, stop! Why, Rex! What a big fish you've landed.
It looks like an own goal to me, Mr Altmann.
- He just confessed.
- So it was jealousy? It looks like it.
We're lucky you don't get jealous.
I wouldn't be so sure of that.