Take cover!
There always has to be someone who leads the way.
They're scared of us.
Yeah.
Because they know very well...
that we're right.
But they can't stop us.
Right, sweetie?
What gives them the right to tell us how we have to live?
We are one.
Yeah.
I love you.
Pro gloria et patria.
PAGAN PEAK
Get Polt back in here, please.
I don't know where to start.
We haven't got anything on Polt.
No apparent link to the murder victims.
No motive, no connection to Haas, nothing.
And we don't have much time before we have to let him go.
- I'm so sorry. I missed something. - What?
- But what happened to Ben is just so... - It's all right. What is it?
I checked the retirement home staff list again.
Felix Riedle.
He was the second witness at the Schuchter motorbike accident.
He works as a carer at Irmgard Polt's retirement home.
OK, let's go there.
We've found something.
Polt was in a monastery.
He was exclaustrated almost 20 years ago.
Is Polt here yet?
He's on his way.
Good.
Hello, Mr Riedle. Could you spare us a moment?
Just a second.
PRISON SERVICE
You know three people who are connected to a case that we're working on.
We're trying to find out how you fit into our puzzle.
You were questioned about Samir Schuchter.
The motorbike accident.
You came to my yard with a colleague, right?
It wasn't an accident.
It was a hit and run.
- But I found him on the road. - It's a bit more complicated.
It's one of a series of murders we're investigating.
You knew Mrs Irmgard Polt?
Sure.
She lived here.
She died some time ago.
But she died a natural death.
That's not certain.
Did you know her well?
No, not really.
There are people you like more than others.
I'm not sure if I should say this, but...
Mrs Polt wasn't a very nice person.
Domineering.
Do you know her son?
Her son?
Not really.
I think I saw him once in the retirement home.
I was with Mrs Polt in her room.
I didn't hear him come in.
Suddenly, he was there.
He waited.
Then I left. That was it.
- You didn't speak to him? - No, we just nodded to each other.
And did you meet him again later?
No, not that I remember.
What was it like when Mrs Polt died?
What do you mean?
Was her son there?
Did he come back to say his goodbyes to his mother?
I don't know. I wasn't working that day.
But he didn't do anything to her, did he?
Do you know this person?
Have you ever seen this man? Maybe he was at the home.
No, sorry. I don't know him.
You're sure you've never had any contact?
No, not that I know of.
Who is he?
OK then, thanks very much for your time.
Goodbye.
We need a search warrant for Riedle's house and access to his computer.
You look tired.
You were in a monastery.
Why were you exclaustrated?
Lies.
- Misunderstandings? - Yeah.
It must have been a bit more than a misunderstanding.
Otherwise, you wouldn't have had to leave the monastery. Think again.
Maybe a liking for underage kids?
I didn't do anything.
These are statements from children.
There's nothing sick here apart from you.
"Children had to kill new-born animals.
Cats, mice.
Ointments were then made from blood and innards,
and wounds patched up.
Children were massaged with them."
What else was there...
that the church didn't mention in their report in order to save face?
That is abuse.
No.
Now listen to me.
Your mother believed the kids more than you, her own son.
She heard a lie and repeated it.
Just because we keep repeating something doesn't mean it's true!
I just brought the children closer to the divine.
So why were the children scared?
Because the divine is scary.
We're scared of death, but we've forgotten another fear.
Have you ever seen a new-born child screaming? We all scream.
Blood-stained creatures who see the light of day.
When we open our eyes, it hurts.
You believe that?
I'm not lying.
I never lie.
Lies are the source of all evil.
Why would the children lie?
Because they got used to lying. Because we've all got used to lying.
And it makes us sick and stupid...
and evil.
The children were evil.
We all need to be categorised, but not by God, only by man himself.
The church tells us what's right and wrong, good and evil,
but they're just templates we've filled in for thousands of years.
And if we ever find out that black isn't black
and red isn't red, then it hurts,
then it hurts!
Satan magister te protectat.
Sequere me, te protegam.
I didn't do anything that God didn't want me to do.
Like Jackl.
We have a problem.
He has to go up before the judge today or be released.
Shit, yeah, I know.
I need to talk to him again.
I know there's a link between you and the murders.
I'd like to know what it is.
I didn't kill anyone.
Did you visit your mother at the retirement home?
Yes, twice.
Once to see if she was still alive and once to make sure she was dead.
Do you know Felix Riedle?
Yes, I met him at the retirement home.
The first or second time?
The first time.
What was this meeting like? What did it lead to?
Some people are destined to meet.
Once you realise that, you have a duty to explore and understand it. That's all.
Why were you meant to meet Mr Riedle?
In order to listen to him... and to understand him. You know that.
- Like Kai Markstein. - It applies to all my pupils.
Could Mr Riedle tell us anything that would incriminate you?
What do you think that would be?
That he's your connection to Haas?
Are you desperate, Ellie?
Are you desperate?
Did you kill Samir Schuchter, Marianne Eberharter,
Tobias Dorfmeister and Peter Lechner?
- I didn't kill anyone. - But you know who did!
You can't force anyone to do anything they're not willing to do.
That's true for the killer as well as the victim.
Nothing in this world happens purely by chance.
You see, whenever there is justice,
there is also injustice.
The question then is simply who decides which one is which.
The lawmaker.
The purpose of justice is to correct injustice.
Yes, you can look at it that way,
but you and your colleague know very well
that sometimes even the lawmaker has to mete out injustice
in order to restore justice.
What are you then?
Ellie? Are you then a killer or a victim?
Tell me.
Take him before the judge. We can't let him go while things are unclear.
- Got a search warrant for Riedle? - No.
- Then find something that'll get us one. - Ms Stocker, tell me!
Mr Winter had a brain aneurysm.
Its size and location were critical.
Probably a long-term effect of last year's surgery.
But he was lucky. We were able to intervene just in time and operate
before it resulted in a rupture.
But he's not out of the woods yet.
Narrowing of the blood vessels in the brain can occur
in the next three to seven days...
I don't believe it.
Ellie, Heller had Riedle's Audi checked out.
It belongs to Kusev.
Kusev is Felix Riedle's father. That's enough for a search warrant.
- Police! - Police!
Clear!
He's not at the retirement home either. Only his car is here.
I'll take the laptop to Sven. How's Gedeon?
- We'll see. - OK, see you later.
Ciao.
We'll put out an APW on Riedle right away.
Sequere me, te protegam.
How did you find me?
Sequere me, te protegam.
SMTP, the same four initials.
Did you meet Polt here in the cave?
Did he teach you here?
He understood me.
He listened to me.
He protected me.
Did he want you to do something for him?
Did Polt order you to kill your father?
I don't need anyone to tell me what to do.
My father...
beat my mother.
When she stopped moving, he took it out on me.
"Toughening up", he called it.
Then he absconded,
changed his name
and disappeared.
I was scared he'd turn up at the door again one day.
How did he find you?
He called.
Just when I was starting not to think about him every day.
But it was clear to me he wouldn't stop.
One day, instead of calling, he'd become part of my life again.
And beat my "no" into a "yes".
So, I tried to find him before he found me.
I thought I'd feel some satisfaction when I shot him.
But there was nothing.
Nothing at all.
I felt nothing.
Like he said, his beatings toughened me up.
No... feelings.
No...
emotions.
But there was this brief moment before he died.
It was...
pure...
and innocent.
It was the most intense feeling I'd ever experienced.
And then?
Then it was gone.
I wondered if I could experience it again.
This moment.
I wanted to feel something again.
After all this time, I finally realised what I was missing.
Do you understand?
I didn't want to let go of that feeling.
Why feel half-empty when you can feel whole?
Death is somewhat incidental,
but the moment when...
life escapes from the body...
...is special.
I looked for photos, for videos, but it wasn't the same.
Experiencing it yourself has a special energy.
- So you wanted to reproduce it? - The thought of it has never gone away.
I always told myself I would only do it one more time.
I just wanted to experience this feeling one more time.
The feeling I was looking for only lasted a few seconds this time too.
Then it was gone again.
Yeah, so you looked for new victims?
They would have died anyway.
Natural selection.
Their time had come.
I was just able to be there. I was given these wonderful moments.
I took photos to try and capture the moment.
But what can I say?
It doesn't work.
Nothing works beyond the moment...
...when it actually happens.
Why did you choose these people in particular?
It was about how they died, not them.
Dorfmeister, Eberharter?
- Schuchter, Lechner? - I don't know them.
I let fate decide whether they should live... or not.
It could have been anybody?
In principle, yes.
Fate decides.
If they weren't meant to die, it wouldn't have happened.
Do you understand?
- Everyone has a fair chance. - You took their lives. You killed them.
No, no, no. I... I gave them a new life.
I gave them a new life.
There is no end.
Everything is the start of something.
Birth as well as death. It's...
all the same.
That's what Polt told you?
Yes, but it's true, isn't it?
How did you know what fate intended?
The dice.
Alpha - you live...
omega - you die.
I'm saying everything is as it should be.
I believe we have the power in our hands, but the truth is, we don't use it.
No!
It's over.
Felix Riedle.
He killed himself in the cave.
And Polt?
We'll have to let him go.
There's no proof that he had anything to do with it.
But he got him to do something.
How? Only he knows.
So much for "sequere me, te protegam".
Promise me you'll get better.
None of this is any fun without you.
Can I help you with something?
- Ms Stocker? - Yeah.
I'm from Internal Affairs. Got a minute?
We have a few questions to ask you.
Only briefly.
Shall we?
Satan magister te protectat.
Sequere me, te protegam.
I need a pen and paper, please.
I'll get that for you.
And I need my phone.
- Where were you two nights ago? - At home.
- Can anyone confirm that? - No.
Two nights ago, there was a murder in Vienna.
So?
The victim was shot with the same calibre gun as Ms Antic.
That means it was at least a similar type of weapon to this one here.
If I assume that you were right
and Gedeon Winter did steal the murder weapon
in the Antic case from the evidence room,
it would be possible that it is the same gun. What do you think?
That's highly unlikely. There are numerous weapons of the same calibre.
Yes.
I thought that too, of course.
But just to be sure I've ordered a ballistics report
and I'm fairly sure the results won't surprise me.
Do you know an Oskar Koschlick?
- Who's that? - He's the murder victim.
He ran an artists' commune in the 1970s
and do you know who lived there?
You're about to tell me.
Gedeon Winter.
I think it's time you told us the truth.
The truth? You're only interested in pinning something on me.
Go ahead, but if all you have is mere conjecture and pure speculation,
we should end all this right now.
There's a witness who saw a man and a woman
after the murder at Koschlick's house.
And her description matches Mr Winter and you.
Did she see one of them committing the murder?
I'll take that as a no.
If that's all you've got, I think I can go.
I'd like to go to the hospital now.
- What? What do you want now? - Have you got the weapon?
What do you want me to say? That I've got it?
- It's not about what I want. - Is that right?
Did Nadine Hofer send you?
I'm certain that Gedeon Winter shot Koschlick
and you were there too for whatever reason.
But I don't understand what's happened to you.
You tried so hard to find him guilty and now you're protecting him.
Why the sudden change of heart?
Has Gedeon got something on you?
I...
I was mistaken.
Now I'm making up for my mistake.
Gedeon is lying here in hospital fighting for his life.
Having sympathy for someone doesn't make them less guilty.
It's interesting that you should say that now.
I understand your loyalty to him.
But no one is above the law.
Neither he nor you.
And who says what is right by law?
Is it not the case that sometimes an injustice is needed,
so that justice can be restored?
Give me the gun.
Is it still in your car?
I need to go now.
I'm sorry we both didn't make a better job of it.
Ellie, it's not like this.
It mustn't end like this.
Hey.
All right?
There is a connection.
Riedle...
committed the murders... for Polt.
Sequere...
me, te...
protegam.
Satan magister...
te protectat.
S... M...
T... P.
He told us.
We just didn't understand.
Samir.
Marianne. Tobias. Peter.
The first names of our victims.
These are the children...
The children from Polt's youth group.
The children who betrayed him back then.
The answer was staring us in the face the whole time.
The whole time.
We just didn't see it.
Gedeon...
Hey!
Gedeon, please...
Please...
He punished those who betrayed him
without leaving any traces behind.
He controlled those who proved themselves worthy.
But the scariest thing about the story of Jackl the Knacker from Salzburg is...
that he was never found.
'I drah zua
'Weil i bald gnua hab
'Die Atout
'In meiner Hand
'San zwar zwenig
'Aber zum Spün ghört
'Eben Glück
'Ned nur Verstand
'Habts a Gabl
'Dann habts es gwunnen
'Habts es ned
'Is guat für mi
'Außerdem
'Kennts aich verschmeißn
'Aber Farb muaßts draufgebn
'Und spün tua i
'Aber ab heute
'Kennts mi vergessn
'I spü des
'Was mi grad gfreit
'Domino oder Pfitschigogerln
'Ganz allan
'Weil ab heute hab i Zeit
'A Regel habts
'Fürs ganze Lebn
'Gebn, ausspün und stechen
'Oder schee brav zuagebn
'I drah zua
'Weil i bald gnua hab
'Schmierts aich aicher Gspül in de Hoar
'Es werds an andern
'An andern Trottel findn
'Der mit aich spüt
'Des is ma kloar
'Vur mein allerletztn Gangl
'Werd i aich no a Runde zahln
'I geb zua
'I hab oft gschummelt
'Aber des
'Is aich nie aufgfallen...'