[rumbling intensifies]
[Moritz] Every human is born a completely egotistical narcissist.
Children hate sharing and have no understanding of fairness.
[sighs]
[Moritz] Only through education and culture
are people taught to suppress their innate egotism
in favour of social coexistence.
Still, deep down, people of course only ever think about
-themselves and their own happiness. -[groaning]
That's just science.
Survival of the fittest.
Everyone is their own most important person.
What I'm getting at is,
if you want to achieve something,
you have to ignore the conditions that apply to everyone else
and follow your instincts instead.
And that means breaking rules.
I mean, everybody has a dangerous side, don't they?
Maybe I just have to find mine.
[computer beeping]
A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
[upbeat rock music playing]
[man 1] Here he is, and he's alive, just like you asked.
[Moritz] But he's drugged!
[mumbling]
-[Moritz] What's with the bag on his head? -[man 1] What's with the bag?
[Moritz] It doesn't make any sense. He's been here before!
[Lenny] Uh… Moritz?
[Lenny] Moritz.
Lenny?
I know this must seem super weird, but…
I can explain.
[gasping] You had me kidnapped?
No, Lenny, not "kidnapped".
Are you kidding? You handcuffed him to the wheelchair?
Oh! Okay. Lenny, this has gotten way out of hand.
I actually just wanted to talk to you in peace.
So you send these two gangsters after me?
[Moritz inhales deeply]
These gangsters are the only reason that you, Kira and Dan are still alive.
[breathing shakily] Maarten tried to kill you!
[Lenny] Sure.
Abnor, please.
Yeah, we took care of the Dutch guy who tried to kill you.
You murdered him.
No, we took care of making sure he didn't kill you guys.
We did nothing to him. Nearly nothing.
[grunts]
-[both laughing] -Just like you wanted.
And we always do exactly what Moritz wants
and exactly how Moritz wants it done.
And I should be grateful to you for saving my life, is that it?
Which will be over in two years because you took away all the money
that might have made a difference and saved my life!
It would still exist if you hadn't deleted it!
[animals grunting]
[gasps]
Lenny, I can understand why you don't want to sell your code, alright?
And I can also understand why you don't want to accept any money from me.
[Moritz sighs] But I really need your help.
I mean, you're always saying,
"With everything that Moritz says, you can only believe 60%."
Think about it, even if only 20% of what I've told you about the Dutch is true,
Lenny, they're giving me no other choice!
I must get the shop back online.
[inhales] And without you…
[Moritz exhales slowly]
[groans, grunts]
[inhales deeply, exhales]
[Moritz sighs]
I can't do this, Lenny, not without you.
[triumphant classical music playing]
But only under one condition.
This stays just between us.
Nobody can see us. Seriously. Nobody.
[Moritz] Hey, come one. Who would see us?
-Lennard! Long time no see! -Mr Zimmermann.
-I get to be in front of the camera today. -Are you filming us?
It's, uh, actually live!
-[Moritz] Marie, delete that, please! -Hey!
We don't want to be part of your weird Instagram freak show, alright?
What the hell? That was a L'Oreal branded partnership, Moritz!
What do you think I'm doing here? This isn't frivolous entertainment.
[Jens] And you guys? What are you up to?
Uh, revising for our exams.
Yeah. We have to go revise.
Oh.
-Probably all night. -[Jens] Okay, then. Get stuck in!
Dad, come on! We have to start again from the beginning.
Three, two, one…
-[phone beeps] -[both] Hi!
[Marie] Sorry, guys. I was interrupted by my idiot brother.
[Moritz] This is cool! Now we can just pretend it's like the good old days.
[Marie] I hope we don't disturb him.
[Jens] Listen, your brother is revising. At least shut the door.
[Marie] Ugh!
[door slams shut]
Okay, um… I'll go get us some brain food.
[knocking on door]
Hey! Sherlock Holmes!
You have a minute? I've got something to show you.
Yeah, I do too. Our Twitter account's blowing up right now.
After the show, we had identikit pictures made from the witness testimonies.
We uploaded them,
added some music, and bam!
They're getting shared like nudes of Heidi Klum!
[laughing]
Over 4,000 retweets and all in under an hour.
The attack last week by that Moroccan in Bremen only got 3,000!
[Rainer laughing]
Look.
A few weeks before his death, this dealer from the little town of Rinseln
sold a sum of pills that was worth several thousand euros
to a boy called Moritz Zimmermann.
The evidence is all in a spreadsheet called "clients.xls" on this laptop.
This Moritz Zimmermann is not just an extremely tech-savvy student,
but also the son of a police officer named Sergeant Jens Zimmermann,
in that little town of Rinseln.
That gives him a motive to delete the data on his son.
But, I went ahead and restored it.
Oh, that's really great. [chuckles]
An internal police investigation. Just lovely.
"Tech-savvy student".
So you can lock him up for how long? Three years?
No, I don't think you understand--
No, you're the one that doesn't understand. That dealer is dead.
Suicide!
And since you've been nagging me about it for weeks,
I looked into it and it wasn't the first time he tried to do it.
Once in the autumn of '98 and once in 2006,
the same day that Germany lost to Italy.
At least he had a good reason.
And so it seems to me that he managed it third time round,
and that's the final conclusion.
And where did you even get the laptop? I shoved it away weeks ago!
-Yeah, I know, but I thought maybe if we-- -Is there evidence on it?
Well, I've not restored all of it, but it's highly likely--
Benedikt, it's going back in the evidence room, this time it's staying there.
These dealers are sitting in their shisha bar,
counting their sets of BMW keys for fuck's sake,
while we're chasing down our own people.
We still catch criminals with handcuffs.
Not with a mouse.
♪ You only call me When you need something ♪
♪ When you need something Need something ♪
♪ You only call me When you need… ♪
Much bigger. Really sure.
That looks good.
♪ You only call me When your luck runs dry ♪
Something's not right here.
♪ I let it ring, ring, ring ♪
[laptop beeping]
Can we still get the CDN connections?
-Yeah, use Edge Nodes. It's fast enough. -Amazing!
I integrated your shopping cart in the Vuex. It's more robust now.
End-to-end tests are working now as well.
Yeah, I know.
♪ You only call me When you need something ♪
♪ When you need something Need something ♪
♪ You only call me When your luck runs dry ♪
♪ Now you wonder why ♪
-♪ I let it ring, ring, ring ♪ -[laptop dings]
So, that's it then.
And you didn't put in a backdoor this time, right?
[Lenny scoffs] No.
[Lenny] Cool.
Lenny, I really can't thank you enough.
And I also really owe you an apology.
I couldn't have done all this without you.
We really do make a good team.
[sighs] I've really missed this.
-And I've really missed you. -[Lenny snoring]
[Moritz sighs]
[Moritz breathing deeply]
Yeah, Mo. I've really missed you too, man.
[sighs]
[beeping]
[birds chirping]
[Moritz] Morning.
Fuck, Mo. Why didn't you wake me up, man?
[Moritz] I was asleep as well.
[Lenny groans]
It feels like old times, doesn't it?
Yeah, that's OK.
-Want some breakfast? -No.
I've gotta get to study group.
And I promised Dan that I'd…
[sniffs, coughs] Do you have a T-shirt I could borrow?
[Moritz groans]
Lenny, I…
That really meant a lot to me.
-Maybe we could-- -Listen.
That was a one-time thing. I want it to stay our secret, okay, Moritz?
Dan and Kira can't know.
Of course. Good decision.
It's better if they don't find out about this.
As CEO, you don't want to worry your employees unnecessarily.
I'd do the same thing.
[Moritz sighs]
[grunts]
Here, your fee.
You've earned it.
Come on, take it. I know it's not enough,
but maybe in the future we can do business together again.
-CEO to CEO. -[Lenny] Sure.
But first, I have two things to say, okay?
Number one, my friendship is not for sale.
I will sort the money out
because unlike yourself, Moritz, I don't need anyone's help.
And number two, Moritz…
you're not a fucking CEO, man.
What?
Of course I'm a CEO!
Oh, yeah?
"They left me no choice! I have to get the shop running again!"
Man, it's called Chief Executive Officer, it's not Chief…
Emo Outcast.
CEOs set the deadlines.
Just a matter of time before they realise they don't need you and get rid of you.
You sold out, and now you're the smallest cog in the machine, Mo.
You think you're Steve Jobs, but at best you're Tim Cook.
And I mean when Steve Jobs was still alive.
But unlike the real Tim Cook, your Steve Jobs doesn't have cancer.
It's you who's letting him run things round here!
But now you're just doing what Tim Cook does every day.
Carry around duffel bags of Steve Jobs's money.
-[gulps] -CEO…
Oh, yeah?
Under Tim Cook, things at Apple are going better than ever!
[door slams shut]
Numbers-wise…
[Moritz] As a boss, you have to learn to deal with criticism.
Employees complain. That's perfectly normal.
Because while you as CEO are realising your true self
and the company is your everything, your baby…
For your employees, it's just…
well, it's just a job.
They just want to have a good day until home time, and then that's that.
[Moritz] And that is the difference.
As CEO, you work only for yourself.
[Marlene] But you gave us your word, remember?
[Moritz] I'm the CEO of MyDrugs.
-[Lenny] CEOs set the deadlines. -[Moritz] Of course I'm a CEO!
[Lenny] You're not a fucking CEO, man.
[male presenter] Every week, we join one of Germany's
top CEOs on their secret mission.
They switch sides and go undercover
to observe the business from their employees' perspective,
to find out how things really work at their company.
This is Undercover CEO: MyDrugs.
Moritz Zimmermann is the CEO and mastermind behind MyDrugs,
the largest online drug market in Europe.
He's going undercover in his own company as "Steffen", a student intern.
I'm really looking forward to the experiment.
I mean, as CEO, I have a lot of responsibility.
[presenter] We've installed hidden cameras.
No one here suspects that Steffen is, in fact, their boss.
Hi, Steffen.
First thing, here are the gloves. Two of them. Know what you're doing?
-Yeah. -Great.
[man 2] Eighty grams of Grenades.
No, no. That was a Smiley. Right, come on.
Yeah, not bad on the whole, but it's important you speed things up.
We have to hit at least 100 packages per hour,
the bosses say, otherwise we'll have problems.
Which bosses?
Marlene and Beeke.
[Moritz] It's great what you learn here.
It's stuff that your employees would never normally say.
[man] Fine for what it is.
I said to Marlene, "I'm not doing it again."
-And-- -[man] That's the third time this week.
What's the work atmosphere like here?
Like, I mean, do you like working here?
Yeah, actually.
Well… Marlene and Beeke can also sometime be very stressful.
They're total perfectionists.
Yeah, you can't make any mistakes. Any.
Uh… I thought Moritz Zimmermann was the boss.
-[both laughing] -Moritz?
-The boss here? -[both laughing]
-Technically, yeah, but I mean… -Nope!
[all laughing]
[echoing] Moritz? The boss here?
[intense electronic music playing]
[inhales deeply]
[ding]
♪ I'm a boss Tell 'em not today ♪
♪ Swervin' on these chickens Cluck out my lane ♪
♪ I'm a boss Out my way ♪
♪ Or just do every little thing That I say ♪
♪ You better, better tell 'em Who's the boss, me ♪
♪ You better, better tell 'em Who's the boss, see ♪
♪ You better show 'em Who's the boss ♪
♪ They stop in awe When they see me pull up looking flossy ♪
♪ Boss, boss, boss, boss ♪
♪ I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a… I'm a boss ♪
♪ Boss, boss, boss ♪
[sighs]
Mm-hmm.
[sighs]
It's about time you two got back together. [sighs]
I mean, I voted for you guys for the Cutest Couple,
but you're doing okay on your own.
It's impressive, your new shop.
Thanks.
-[phone vibrates] -So, "Given the function f,
f of x equals e to the x plus x squared,
and the function g, g of x, equals x squared," um…
[Moritz coughs]
[mobile phone chiming]
-Should I go on? -Mm-hmm.
-You wanted to study maths. I know this. -Sorry.
So, how did you handle everything with the shop?
[sighs] Can we stop talking about MyDrugs and focus on studying instead?
Fuck! He's not even replying to any of my messages anymore.
Now T1000's actually managed to figure out his site.
You said he couldn't do it.
Stop talking about MyDrugs and focus on studying, please.
[mobile phone vibrates]
You know, I really hate to say it, but maybe…
But maybe Moritz is just too much for us to handle.
Some people are just like that. They're on a higher level.
And they have a plan for everything, like… Queen Elsa.
-Frozen? -You watch Frozen?
Just the trailer.
Yeah, well… Elsa's actually nothing without Anna.
Anna is the one who… whatever.
Let's concentrate on the exam for a minute, okay?
Yeah, but isn't this more important than exams?
-What good is passing if-- -If I drop dead tomorrow?
Dan, that could happen to anyone. Even you.
You still applied to uni, didn't you?
Listen, over the last ten years, I could have died every single day.
That's 3,652 days.
But I didn't. Not once!
So, why the fuck is that gonna change just because MyDrugs is back online?
-I-- -No, best thing you could all do to help
would be calm down and not constantly talk about Moritz, for God's sake!
One of them's called Beeke, and what's the other one's name again?
Marlene.
But you're still the CEO?
I am, yeah. Why?
And are you not scared of the police and all that?
That they'll catch on to you at some point?
Lisa, come on.
How would they possibly catch on to me?
As long as you don't have a record or… or an immigrant background,
they don't even consider you as a potential suspect.
Unless you're psychologically disturbed or some kind of weird freak. [laughing]
[Lisa] Yeah. [laughing]
[fly buzzing]
[buzzing intensely]
[fly buzzing]
[engine running]
[doorbell rings]
Hello! I'm a work colleague of your daddy.
You… you must be Marie, am I right?
And what do you want?
I'm here about Moritz.
Do you want to arrest him?
We'll see. [laughing]
-He's not here. -I know. Um…
Do you know this man?
[Buba] Can I come in?
-No, and who are you? -I'm a very good friend.
No. Why?
Is that your boyfriend?
What? No. Huh?
-I've got to go. -Are you absolutely--
[dogs barking in distance]
Would you mind if I came in for a minute?
I won't bother you. I just want to look around.
I don't know. Can you do that?
I don't know about these things. I'm only 12.
But among my 89,522 followers,
there are a lot of men your age, strangely enough.
Maybe some of them are also police officers, or maybe lawyers.
[phone chimes]
Hi! I'm back again. Sorry for interrupting you.
Can somebody answer a question? There's a police officer at my front door.
Can he come in and take a look around my house without a warrant?
Here, this is him.
Is he allowed to question a minor in the absence of her guardian?
Answer in the comments, guys!
[inbox chimes]
[Moritz] Two factor authentication enabled.
[phone chimes softly]
[indistinct chatter in background]
[phone chimes softly]
[phone chimes more loudly]
[phone chimes]
[phone chimes more loudly]
[inquisitive music playing]
[phone chimes loudly]
[phone chimes more loudly]
-[phone chiming repeatedly] -[video game music]
[chiming repeatedly]
-[loud knocking] -Oh!
Okay, Maarten, now that you're the admin,
you can handle the CSS sprites and the htconfig errors!
Moritz! I can explain!
Good luck!
POLICE
[rock music playing over stereo]
[mobile phone vibrating]
"Inspector Pain in the Ass"?
Okay. Who's Inspector Pain in the Ass?
Oh, um… It's… it's just that guy from CID.
-[she chuckles] -So, shall we?
What does he want from you?
Nothing. I don't want to drag you into it.
Can't be that bad, surely. Or did you rob a bank again?
No. It's about Moritz.
Moritz?
What did he do? Break the internet?
[sighs] Moritz has a drug problem.
Moritz had a drug problem, I mean.
He wiped the laptop we got from that dead dealer
because he was scared of getting caught.
The laptop had evidence on it,
and Inspector Pain in the Ass has found out probably.
What drugs is he taking?
[sighs] Marijuana.
[laughing] Moritz smokes weed? That's cute.
That's in the past. Two, three times. Now he's clean. He promised me.
So why are you getting so worked up about it?
I'm getting worked up because evidence was destroyed, Barbara!
That's no trivial offence! The boy has his whole life ahead of him.
He's been working damn hard for his exams and for his company.
He has so much potential.
I can't stand by and watch him have it all taken away,
and turn into a loser like his father.
But who understands minor infractions of the law better than we do, the police?
It's like this.
Out there, there are criminals, then there's the police.
The bad guys and the good guys. Like in football,
there's Bayern and there's Dortmund.
Rivals! Different. Sometimes they win, sometimes we win.
But in the end, we're all playing the same game.
And we both foul once in a while.
Last year, at the town fair, I shot a rubber duck with my service weapon.
So, did I get in trouble for it?
No! And why not?
-Because you play for Bayern? -Dortmund.
Is that so? Yeah, that's what I meant to say.
Go find Inspector Pain in the Ass and talk to him about it.
Don't do it officially, of course. Do it more…
Do it more teammate to teammate. He'll understand.
We're all on the same team.
[upbeat electronic music playing]
[sighs]
[dreamlike music playing]
[radio DJ] What can we learn from this? Everyone deserves a second chance.
Mike and the Mechanics knew that.
So, here we are on The Best Mix.
I'm Timo Muller, and you're listening to Radio Rinseln.
POLICE RINSELN
[over radio] ♪ Everybody gets a second chance ♪
♪ Second cha… ♪
-[doorbell rings loudly] -Shit!
Mr Zimmermann!
Good evening. Sorry to turn up here so late,
but I need to get something off my chest.
So, can I come in?
Uh… yeah, please.
It's about my son and the drug thing that happened at the horse farm.
I have to tell you something.
[sighs] I can't tell you how glad I am you came to me of your own accord.
I know all about it. I hope it's OK that I record this.
It'll make it easier for me to make my case to the people above me.
Your son doesn't fit the usual perpetrator profile.
Hey? No! I… I mean…
I'm not here to make a confession. I just…
What's important here is that nothing happens to my son.
I'm sure we can work this out somehow, between colleagues.
After all, we're all playing for the same team.
Hmm?
[sighs] Mr Zimmermann,
I don't think this is something we can just "work out".
Mr Kamper, the boy is about to take his exams.
Uh… This is a very serious violation
of Paragraph 29 of the Narcotics Act and Paragraph 129 of the Penal Code!
-You can't just-- -That paragraph can be ignored.
Just relax!
I mean, I felt like you did to begin with,
but I asked around and a few colleagues said
they think it's not a big deal, nothing to get worked up about.
[inhales deeply]
Okay, then, I see. Uh…
This was obviously a mistake.
I should probably go.
I understand how you must feel.
You don't want the weight of this on your shoulders either.
You know what?
I'll just discuss this with your superiors.
No, no, no! Leave it to me. Um…
I have to handle all the paperwork first anyway, and then…
maybe I'll just talk to my boss about it myself.
He doesn't know anything about this, does he?
Are you investigating this on your own?
Uh…
-Hey! Mr Zimmermann! -[grunts]
Mr Zimmermann, stop right now!
Ow, fuck!
Fuck! Ow!
-Mr Zimmermann! -[grunting]
Forget it!
The files will still be on the hard drive. There's nothing you can do.
It's an SSD! The first "S" stands for "solid".
Ah, fuck! Side stitch.
[Benedikt panting]
No!
What are you doing?
[Benedikt panting]
You idiot! You fucking idiot!
[Benedikt gasping]
[gasping]
[Jens sighs]
You'll get locked up for this! You idiot!
Then why don't you call the chief and report me?
As long as my son doesn't get locked up for it, I don't care.
You don't have kids, do you?
[gasps]
You're totally crazy.
Yeah, maybe I am crazy.
But I still play for Bayern.
No, Dortmund. I play for team Dortmund.
[upbeat indie rock music playing]
[sighs]
This is it. Here it is!
Oh, finally!
So, we can get started now. Right?
Uh… Awesome, but…
[Kira] Can you please explain this to me?
I think it got held up somewhat.
Not you. Lenny!
Can you explain this to me?
JavaScript is a programming--
Shit, Lenny! What the fuck is your code doing on fucking MyDrugs?
-My code? -SSR?
[Kira] Above the fold optimisation? Powered by Nerd Rage?
"Rage" what now? Can you explain this in human language?
No! No normal human uses Snake Case in JavaScript.
-Listen-- -What the fuck, Lenny? So she's right?
We're working our asses off for your tumour while you're coding for Voldemort?
Man, there was no other option. They wanted to terminate us.
-Moritz? -No, the Dutch. Moritz helped us.
[scoffs] Sorry, but I'm not falling for that shit again!
It's true this time.
Moritz was telling the truth! I wish he'd been lying.
But, yeah, we're not in danger.
We'll be protected by the Albanians. Moritz made sure of that.
Hey, Moritz needed help. I had to! You guys wouldn't understand.
One of you only has party friends and fuck buddies!
And the other has commitment phobia!
Look, Moritz, he's like my… family!
When were you planning on telling us about this?
-I didn't want to upset you. -Fuck, Lenny!
I can decide for myself what upsets me! I don't need you to do that!
You're just a shite CEO like Moritz. You know that?
-Can we talk about this some other time? -[Kira] No! We're discussing it now!
We're doing this for you, and you're lying to us!
Lenny, you should know how shitty that feels.
[Dan] Did you at least build in a thermal exhaust port?
I'm really sorry, guys.
Anyway, it was a shit idea.
Look at me. Do I look like a drug boss?
It was fucking Moritz! I never wanted to sell drugs.
You think that I wanted to deal drugs?
Yeah, sure, to a couple of friends.
But you guys had to turn it into fucking Amazon for drugs!
[Kira] Yeah, whatever. You could have made more money delivering newspapers.
[Kira sighs]
OK.
[inhales deeply]
As CEO of CandyBay, I have an announcement to make.
The Lennard Sander Foundation
will be withdrawing from the international drug trade.
-[melancholic music playing] -[typing on keyboard]
Was that it?
That was our exit?
Yep. Farewell, drugs.
Huh.
[Moritz] I don't know who else I should talk to about it.
I would always talk to Lenny about this kind of thing.
He would give me some advice and… even though I usually wouldn't follow it…
it still helped somehow.
I don't know what I can do to make them somehow, I don't know…
respect me.
Maybe I need to do some work on my appearance,
so I seem more threatening.
I mean, everybody has a dangerous side, don't they?
♪ I don't wanna sell drugs ♪
[Moritz] Maybe I just need to find mine.
♪ I just wanna make more money Than everyone ♪
♪ I just wanna make more songs Than everyone ♪
♪ I just wanna have more fun Than everyone ♪
[Moritz] Or maybe I accept my role, lean back,
work nine to five, and earn a pile of money
until I can pay for all of Lenny's therapy in a year or so.
But then they might think I'm a coward
who just gives up when things get a little bit difficult.
And then, they shoot me after 14 days and nobody gains everything.
Or I could book a flight to the Dutch Antilles,
or better French Polynesia,
not somewhere Dutch.
Then I'll lay low for a few years and wait until they've forgotten about me,
the statute of limitations on my crimes has passed and Lenny likes me again.
Because if there's one thing I've learnt about me and Lenny…
neither one of us are better on our own than we are together.
[Joseph] And? Any progress?
[Lisa] Mm-hmm. Almost done.
Okay, could you maybe take these off then?
[chuckles] I'm nearly finished, I swear.
[Joseph] Okay.
[Lisa] But you're still the CEO?
[Moritz] I am, yeah. Why?
[suspenseful hip-hop music playing]