A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
[metal clinking]
[nurse] Stop! You can't come in there!
[gasps, exhales]
THE STORY IS BASED ON TRUE EVENTS.
[wind howling]
[mellow music playing]
[fair music playing]
Steer towards the beer burgh!
To the beer tent!
Let's go!
Six thousand people will be there.
[cheering]
[announcer 1] We've got three fat women!
So fat, your husband can hide
between each of their ass cheeks!
-[national guardsman] Fire! -[exploding]
[announcer 2] Ladies and gentlemen,
you may think that you've seen it all.
-You may think that you know Oktoberfest… -[children cheering]
-…You may think… -[crowd cheering]
…that you've already seen the strangest things,
but be prepared
for something the entire world has never seen before.
[epic trumpet playing]
[announcer 2] Real…
South Sea cannibals…
-[grunt, scream] -…from German Samoa!
[chanting in Samoan]
-[announcer 2] Be careful, my children! -[grunts]
We don't want you leaving here today
a head shorter than when you arrived.
Trust me! They've already got one!
-[grunt] -[announcer 2 laughing]
[eerie music playing]
[silence]
[opening song playing]
OKTOBERFEST, DAY 1 1,300 CAPITAL BREW KEGS REMAINING
[brass band playing]
[loud chattering]
-[man 1] Wonderful day, Prank! -[Prank] Thank you.
[man 2] Good job there, Prank!
[man 3 shouts] Cheers!
[crowd cheering, shouting]
Wonderful! Thank you!
[male voice shouts] One, two, drink!
[Prank] Thanks.
[band playing song finale]
[cheering, applauding]
[cheering louder]
[cheering even louder]
[shouting] Cheers!
[crowd] Cheers!
[dramatic music playing]
BEER STOCK WIESN DAY 1
BREWERY CAPITAL KEG 100 LITRES
START HECTOLITRES 1,470 HL STATUS 1432
CONSUMPTION HECTOLITRES
[loud banging]
-[Gsell] Herr Stifter. -[Stifter] Yes.
Allow me…
to get rid of this infamous rumour
from my side
I have no interest whatsoever in this Prussian tramp
and her whoremongering father.
To the contrary…
I have him exactly where I wanted him.
Prank's burgh…
is our precedent, you see?
And he will lose.
And next year…
we will have the beer burgh.
I believe he has no idea as to what's going on here.
[laughing]
The Prussian will bleed out.
[uplifting music playing]
[announcer 1] Step right up! Want to go again? Haven't seen the show?
[children screaming]
[carillon playing over music]
[fair music playing]
[loud chattering]
THE CANNIBALS OF THE SOUTH SEA
[announcer 2] Step right up! You'll be amazed! A Wiesn premiere!
[Prank] That's her.
She had enough. Couldn't take it.
What is it she'd had enough of?
Rumours were spread about her.
Is she of age?
[Prank] Yes.
Well, then she's free.
Now she can go wherever she wants.
Find her, goddamn it!
It's been four days now the girl's been missing.
I'm prepared to support you financially in the search.
I think you should have someone take a look at that. It doesn't look good.
Yes.
Do you have any idea where she might be?
For instance, with relatives? Where she may find shelter?
No.
All right. We'll keep a lookout for her.
Yes. Make sure it doesn't get too late.
Um, Herr Prank?
I'd go to see the doctor if I were you.
[horses neigh]
[announcer 3] It's the main attraction at Oktoberfest this year!
Come and feast your eyes!
You've never seen anything like this!
Make your way to the beer tent
and enjoy a tasty Capital Brew Russ!
The original Curt Prank Brass Band is playing!
[brass band playing]
[loud chattering, shouting]
[Prank] It's awe-inspiring to see how big it really is, isn't it?
My God, what happened to your face? For goodness sake.
What do you mean? I'm in my best form.
[chuckles]
I must just say, Prank, I'm…
I'm impressed. Really, I am.
My question is, for how long will it last?
How much beer do you have left?
That's down to you.
Ah, I can't help the fact that your floozy daughter was unfaithful.
Watch your tone, Herr Stifter.
I suggest you consider my reputation.
That's not my problem.
[Stifter] Yes. You have a completely different problem.
In three days,
you won't have a drop of beer left.
Next year, my tent will be here.
I'll make you a good offer in case you want to lease it.
Goodbye.
-[music stops] -[crowd chattering]
[barrel thuds]
[birds cawing]
[crying out] This is the first time in my family's history
that Oktoberfest will be happening without Deibel's brew served there,
and the reason is that Prank!
He killed your boss,
stole our spot,
and our beer is spoling.
I'm sorry, but I can no longer afford to employ you.
The remaining beer we've got, we can't even cool any longer!
If I were you, I would-
I'd take down Prank's beer burgh right along with him.
[Ludwig] Mother, what are you doing?
Come here.
[Maria] Leave me!
[shouting] Drain them all! Help me!
[breathing heavily] Shit.
[Glogauer] What is it, Herr Prank?
Herr Prank?
Make her pay.
Once and for all.
Who?
-That fucking Hoflinger woman. -Hm.
You really think that's such a good idea, do you?
Since what happened to old man Hoflinger,
there are police everywhere.
But on the other hand… they already have enought to worry about--
Why do you always think making somene pay involves violence?
A ruined reputation is far worse than death.
You search for some dirt on them until you've found some for me.
You want a fight.
[Prank groans]
The Hoflingers are finished regardless.
[breathes heavily]
-Is something the matter? -No.
Destroy the Hoflinger woman.
-[slow waltz playing] -[chattering, laughing]
[male voices slurring in slow motion]
-[hisses] -[plates chiming]
[men and women whooping]
[woman moaning]
-[shouting, chattering] -[folk music playing]
[women singing along]
[glass shatters]
[woman] Look what the cat dragged in!
Little Miss Governess decided to pay us a visit, did she?
What can we do for you?
[man shouting] I know you.
What do you want?
I want to work, Herr Lochner.
Be your beer maid, if that's what you're looking for?
Use her.
Serve the guests in the back. They're waiting for you.
And if I hear a single complaint from a guest…
don't ever show your face here again.
Understand?
[Prank] That damn statute! I'm sitting here on barrels of my Nuremberg beer
and not allowed to serve it.
That piss from Stifter will only be good for another two days.
[Urban] I'm afraid only a mole could help you now.
A what?
[Urban] It can't be just Stifter as the only large brewer
able to supply you with Munich beer.
I'll make you an appointment with Herr Gsell.
But I want the address of my son in return.
Fine. If an appointment is set, we shall talk again.
-[fair music playing] -[crowd shouting, laughing]
-[folk music playing] -[chattering]
[Colina] Those were three, right? One, two… Hey!
-[male guest] Go on! -[Colina] Idiot.
[chuckles]
[sighs]
Do you want anything else, sir?
Maybe something extra for you.
Two marks extra.
But you have to do everything that I want you to.
-That costs you three. -[Fierment laughs]
ONE LITRE BEER PRICE 35 PFENNIG
-Five minutes, out the back. -[Fierment] No.
That will not do.
You will come to my home.
[classical music playing]
[sniffing]
[sniffs]
[paper rustles]
OKTOBERFEST, DAY 2 600 CAPITAL BREW KEGS REMAINING
-[crowd chattering, shouting] -[fair music playing]
Where were you?
We don't have a lot of beer, but a ton of work.
[brass band playing slowly]
[male voices singing along]
Stop! Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop! Stop!
You have to play with more gusto.
I didn't choose this song for nothing. People need to drink, for God's sake. So…
[softly] One, two, three, four…
[brass band playing with energy]
[Prank and crowd singing] ♪ A toast ♪
♪ A toast to the good life! ♪
[crowd whooping, cheering]
[shouting] To us all!
[crowd cheers]
To us all!
Mugs up, for all!
-You can't take that! Give it back! -[shouting] Get off! Get off me!
Give it back, please! You can't leave yet.
-[coughs] -Please, listen to me!
Get back here at once!
-[grunts] -[nurse shouting] Stop there!
[Maria groaning]
[breathing heavily]
[door opens]
[Ludwig] Roman.
What are you doing here?
You've been discharged?
Don't touch me!
Come sit down. Do you want a Weisswurst and beer--
Where is our mother?
Probably in the brew house. I--
You're the only one that I told that Clara was pregnant.
Does it mean that much to you?
Or were you trying to suck up to your artist friends?
Huh?
I wouldn't do that.
I didn't say anything.
THE BEER BARON WEDDING
Roman. Uh…
Never… Never would I have drawn that.
I wanted her hand, you know.
[floor creaks]
It's your blame alone.
At lease I know you've no loyalty to the Hoflinger name anymore.
Mother, what are you talking about?
The fact that you wanted the hand of that tramp at any time means enough.
Stomping over his father's memory with that whore from hell
with only a single thought: a Prank shall I wed.
That's enough.
-You're losing your mind, Mother. -[gasps]
This concerns life and not death,
but, instead of saving the brewery, you--
You brought shame over our family, not me!
I don't need your involvement.
Go!
Don't come here again.
[crowd chattering]
[Colina] Yes, yes, all right.
[male guest] Two more beers!
[Colina] Where's Johanna?
We'll never be given tips like this.
[waitress] Where do you think she is? Helping the boss enjoy his break.
[woman shouting] Colina!
Colina!
I can't believe it!
Come and see!
[man and woman moaning]
[woman] Keep going!
-Keep going! -[man moans] Ah!
[man shouting] Damn it! We're busy here! Ah!
[woman] Keep going!
Get lost!
I'd like to speak to the boss, please.
What makes you think the boss is here?
you disgusting tramp
Damn it! Didn't I tell you Not to bother me while I'm on break?
I hate to bother you, boss, but could you explain something to me?
[breathing heavily] What?
[Lochner] Well, that's none of your business.
I bought the painting from that asshole artist.
I can do what I want with it.
So our place is a brothel from now on. So what!
Something has to be done to counter Prank and all his bullshit.
You haven't considered you've a right to do this, I suppose.
But just think what it would look like if I should decide to work elsewhere?
You shall not. Out of the question. You belong here.
Well, I'm just a simple beer maid without a guaranteed job, you see.
[sighs] Then I'll pay to keep you here.
So, you're now employed to work here.
What if I don't want to?
If you don't want to, then I'll make sure no other pub will have you.
As simple as that!
[Lochner moans]
[Colina] Oh, I'm sorry.
I thought you meant something else. It's a misunderstanding.
[sighs] And if any of the guests want something extra from you
you say no.
I don't want people talking badly about you,
because of your outstanding picture.
-The Lochner Lina! -I can't afford that, Herr Lochner.
You'll get one mark extra, huh?
It's getting easier.
Every now and again, I suppose.
[sighs deeply]
Two marks, hm?
-[door opens] -[heavy breathing]
Is Clara home?
[Hubertus] My apologies. The young lady--
Where is she?
[Hubertus] I'm afraid I don't know.
[Roman] And her chaperone?
Where can I find her?
Fraulein Kandl has, I believe, left for another position--
Where is Clara? Where?
She's run away. The police are searching for her.
I wish that I knew.
[Roman] Shit!
[footsteps tapping down the stairs]
OKTOBERFEST 1900 INNKEEPER LOCHNER
CURT PRANK FIRST BAVARIAN BEER TENT
[dramatic music playing]
[announcer] Come gather round! Wintness the world premiere from Paris.
Fairytale-like picture transformations!
The Cinematograph performs magic in your mind.
Come one, come all!
[audience laughing, chattering]
[Fierment] They'll be showing a French film soon…
A Trip to the Moon.
That's [sighs] …against the law.
Ludwig, these people aren't worried about what we're doing.
Not here. They're looking towards the light.
-[projector whirring] -[dramatic music intensifying]
[Gsell] My dear Prank,
I thought Herr Urban would never bring us together.
[Prank] I thought all of Munich was against me.
[Gsell] Ah…
certain people in our circles are prone to exaggeration…
[footsteps echoing]
…but I see no reason not to make a beer delivery.
You have my beer
under my conditions.
You'll understand, of course, that the price has risen somewhat.
And…
you shall store it
in unlabelled barrels.
My name shall not be visible.
[Prank] What is this place, anyway?
[Gsell inhales] If you would follow me, Prank.
Today, you're our honoured guest.
[Stifter sighs] Prank!
[laughs]
Do you never give up, huh?
Very well.
As you wish.
Let's get our beer tent mastermind something to drink, shall we?
Ah! Thank you.
[cartel member sighs] To fortunes and misfortunes.
[cane banging]
[Stifter sighs]
Good god, Prank.
We bleed you dry,
like a lamb in a slaughterhouse.
Our cartel will stick together,
even after your demise, hm?
[cartel members chuckling]
Gentlemen…
[sighs] …thank you for the amusing introduction.
[cartel members giggling]
[bodyguard screams]
[Prank grunts, screams]
[bodyguard groaning]
[Prank spits]
[in Latin] What was to be shown.
[chuckles]
OKTOBERFEST, DAY 3 259 CAPITAL BREW KEGS LEFT
[sensual music playing]
♪ Your blood and your soul ♪
♪ Your beer and your poles ♪
♪ That I am tied to ♪
♪ And those twenty up there ♪
♪ So far from me that I don't count them ♪
♪ And that you are which I sought ♪
♪ For which I curse you a hundred times ♪
♪ Forever and never ♪
♪ Is our world ♪
♪ Forever and never ♪
♪ It's about the money ♪
♪ Beer and love Hate and you and me ♪
♪ And your city dances On top of the volcano ♪
♪ Beer and love Hate and you and me ♪
♪ And your city dances On top of the volcano ♪
♪ Forever and never ♪
♪ Forever ♪
[loud cheering]
Lina! Lina!
[crowd chanting] Lina! Lina! Lina! Lina!
What brought you here?
I've come to work.
Work?
Can your old Papa not help you?
Carrying beer around can't be too difficult, can it?
Being a beer maid is harder than you believe.
Gosh…
[Clara] Please.
[Colina sighs]
[Colina] They'll eat you alive.
Then spit you back out and nail you on the wall.
Believe me, I'm doing you a favour.
[whispering] Go home.
I didn't ask you for a favour.
I'm here for a job.
Luise… bring a little liver soup.
[chuckles]
There.
THIS WAY TO THE PARADISE OF THE BAVARIAN PEOPLE
BEER TENT CURT PRANK
[surreal music playing]
-[cards rustle] -[whistle blows]
[grunting]
-[hammer thuds] -[bell dings]
[crowd chattering]
[children yelling]
[retching]
-Are you not going to drink, uh? Come on! -[man slurring]
[suspenseful music playing]
[lullaby playing over music]
[dramatic music playing]
[thunder rumbling]
[young Prank] Papa!
-[screams] -[thuds]
[clock ticking]
[knocking at door]
[persistent knocking at door]
[grunts]
[groans]
[knocking at door]
[Fierment sighs]
[Fierment] Who the hell are you?
-Knock, knock. Explain please. -[Glogauer sighs]
This here is an offer I'm giving you.
[slurring] What are you talking about? What offer?
One that you should take, I'd advise.
A little favour, if you like, that I suppose you will honour.
And you see? I won't be asking twice.
[fair music playing]
[blond woman screaming] Get your hands off me! You can't do that!
[Clara] Hey! No!
[screaming]
[door slam echoes to silence]
[in deep voice] Just lie still. Come to daddy.
[grunting]
[shouting] Stop moving, you little bitch!
-Hold still, you little slut! -[screaming]
Come here, you! [grunting]
-[whimpering] -[drunk] You're starting to piss me off!
Hey, sweetie, wait for me.
[grunting, groaning]
[Colina grunts]
[man outside] Come here, you!
[drunk grunting, groaning]
Are you all right?
[breathing heavily]
Go home.
[sighs]
So stubborn.
[brass band playing]
[crowd chattering]
[muffled chiming]
[muffled snorting]
[muffled growling]
[honking]
[beeping]
[brass band playing normally]
[women screaming]
[blood trickling]
["Tannhauser" Ouverture by Wagner playing]
[crowd cheering loudly]
[worker] One, two, three!
Here we go!
-[bartender] There's only 20 barrels left. -Make it last!
[silence]
[door opens]
[footsteps echoing]
[female voice whispering]
-[birds chirping] -[angelic music playing]
[Prank's wife] Take care of her, Curt.
She's your daughter.
You have to find peace.
Promise me.
And forgive God.
[screaming]
[growls]
OKTOBERFEST, DAY 4 SEVEN CAPITAL BREW KEGS REMAINING
[male voice 1] A whole new beer selection.
[male voice 2] Well, you can drink that until you can't stand up straight anymore.
[fair music playing]
[Colina] Good morning.
Here you are.
[Roman breathing heavily]
Weren't you Clara's chaperone?
And?
Do you know where I can find her?
My name is Roman.
[sighs] Please.
I have to talk to her.
Forget about her.
I can't do that.
I'll be here.
In case you remember anything.
You should be prepared for a beating, I'll warn you.
If you don't order beer, you'll be kicked out.
My dear Urban, I have a plan!
Which small breweries in the last month, have been declared bankrupt?
There are one or two.
The Hasenbergers were the latest, but
they hardly had any beer left anyway.
Good. Get in touch with the Hasenbergers. Make sure the paperwork's ready.
Offer one percent more than they ask.
Also, I want the Hoflingers to get a place for their tent again.
What?
Yes. You'll think of something. You fox, you!
[waltz playing]
[muffled music playing]
[music stops]
[sensual song plays]
[Fierment] Have you ever heard of the Munich Cosmic Circle, Ludwig?
The pagan Eros?
Zarathustra?
Welcome to the Circle.
[voices moaning softly, whispering]
Welcome to the Circle.
♪ Oh what a wonderful surprise ♪
♪ Oh what a gorgeous excuse ♪
♪ To wear my new black shoes ♪
♪ Wipe my eyes ♪
♪ White lilies ♪
♪ Mahogany vase ♪
♪ Six feet deep ♪
♪ Everything's fun ♪
[suspenseful music playing]
[horses neigh]
[coachman] Whoa!
[voices moaning softly, whispering]
You better know exactly what it is you want, young lady.
[men and women moaning]
-[projector whirring] -[man moaning]
Subtitle translation by John Turner