A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
[angelic music playing]
[crowd cheering in distance]
Let's open up!
-[crowd cheering] -[party music playing]
[Vitus] Please, come in.
I don't want complicated questions for now.
I want to see you eating and drinking and enjoying yourselves, all right?
I should only expect the same of laughter!
The Deibel is back from the dead!
[all cheering]
[repetitive banging]
[lock clicks]
[grunts]
[locks click]
[female choir vocalising]
[member of beer cartel] We solemnly declare
[members of beer cartel] that, from this day forward,
in our Bavarian cities,
markets, and throughout the countryside,
no beer used or brewed
THE STORY IS BASED ON TRUE EVENTS.
shall contain any ingredients other than barley, hops, and Bavarian water.
I thought our business relationship was over?
We need to talk.
-What could we need to talk about? -Close up.
I'm staying open.
[whispering] I told you that I hate to be disappointed.
I'm a contractor.
I don't belong to you.
[inhales] You're not my only customer.
Maybe so.
But you've gone against me.
The Wiesn gendarme has started to wonder
if cannibals really were behind old Hoflinger's beheading.
And if people remember a man with suspicious a dog, I've got a problem!
Allow me to take care of the gendarme.
No more dirt can afford to be discovered.
And so therefore…
I am prepared…
to offer you a little bonus payment…
to ensure that nothing else comes out.
-[Glogauer grunts, groans] -[sinister music plays]
Go well, my friend.
[Prank breathing heavily]
[footsteps tapping]
[girl humming]
Father.
Milk thistle.
Fire iron.
[girl humming]
[opening song playing]
[patients screaming, laughing]
[male patient wailing]
[male patient cackling]
[background chattering]
Mama.
[Maria whispering] Come here, come.
[patients screaming, crying]
You were in my way from the moment you were born.
Even as a child.
[sighs] My father taught me everything about brewing.
I wanted to be like him.
Then came Ignatz.
He understood me and we were united together
until you were born.
Then was a brewer no more.
I was a mother and a publican.
We give birth to sons, raise them with all we have,
so they can grow up to be men who take the world away from us.
Go to your snake,
where you belong…
and don't think you'll ever take over my brewery.
[Roman crying softly]
[male patient shouting] No!
No!
[fair music playing]
TO THE OLD DEIBEL
Two litres to 17, okay?
I don't want to see empty mugs!
Did you go see her?
-Yes. -And?
We have no future, Chérie.
[Clara] You can always give up…
take the next boat to America with me.
What do you say, Chérie?
Leave everything behind us and start anew overseas?
You couldn't do that.
Roman Hoflinger doesn't give up. He looks to the future.
-And what does it contain? -Us?
Yes… one more mouth to feed.
[exhales]
"If it's a rainbow you want to see, you must endure the rain."
That's what my mother supposedly always said.
Maybe all of this is happening for a reason.
Maybe everything has to collapse so we can build something new. [sighs]
Roman, when if not now? Who if not you? [exhales]
[sighs]
-[suspenseful music playing] -[birds cawing]
[Rupp] Good evening.
Look who's sleeping already?
-[door closes] -You see?
I don't lock the door.
-I'm happy when you come home. -Why is he asleep already ?
-[inhales] You can't be gone all day, huh? -[Colina exhales]
[inhales] The boy needs his family.
-We're not your family. -[breathing heavily]
We are animals here for you…
at your mercy. You don't care about us.
-[groans] Ah! -Shut up!
You never believed in me.
Hit me.
I'll no longer fearful of your strength.
[breathing heavily]
[gasps] Oh, my God.
[gasps]
Just a little drink to settle him down. He'll wake up.
[Colina breathing heavily] Oh god.
[Rupp] What are you making for dinner?
[female voice singing a lullaby]
[wind howling]
[thunder rumbles]
[music stops]
[rain pattering]
[footsteps tapping]
Did you have anything to do with the recordings of Ludwig Hoflinger?
Did you have anything to do with his father's death?
Why are you here?
[thunder rumbles]
[sniffs]
Roman needs money.
You need beer.
It would be an investment.
Roman comes from an old Munich brewery family.
Above the involvement of middlemen's obstruction.
Rather than just supply beer, he could make the brewery bigger.
You shall make an offer today.
If I observe any dishonesty,
I'll stab you in your heart.
I will accept.
Leave me out of it.
[suspenseful music playing]
[man shouting in Samoan]
[Samoan men grunt]
[man shouting in Samoan]
[Samoan men grunt]
[man shouting in Samoan]
-[Samoan men grunt] -[man shouting in Samoan]
[police chief] Thank you. I'm sorry.
[man shouting in Samoan]
They can leave now.
-[man shouting in Samoan] -[Samoan men grunt]
-[Samoan men chanting] -What's happening with them?
That's a good man and he's innocent.
We found a very confused little girl this morning
in the middle of the street in Haidhausen.
The girl's father was stabbed to death.
He was the lowest walk of life, without doubt, a criminal
[screaming] No!
[police chief] The girl is distraught, We had to take her to an asylum.
We weren't able to get any information about what had happened.
[girl] Father.
Milk thistle.
Fire iron.
We all want to say what we found in the pocket of her apron.
This belonged to your father, did it not?
And then there was a huge dog…
who unfortunately got away…
That dog has a bite force of roughly 2,000 Newton.
That's about the same as a guillotine.
In other words, that dog would be capable
of biting off a grown man's head.
[water gurgling]
Your father was the victim of a vicious robbery and a murder.
The case is therefore to be closed.
Excuse me.
[Samoan men continue chanting]
Hm.
[Colina] Uhm…
there you go…
[Maxi] No, grab the criss-crosses.
Which criss-crosses? They're all criss-crosses.
-Those ones. -I see.
Uh, there.
[sighs] Ah, I see.
[gasps]
Your mama isn't so dumb.
[laughs]
It's your turn.
[sighs deeply]
If you could do whatever you wanted, what would you do?
Where would you go?
I'd stay here, Mama, with you.
What about Papa?
It's your turn.
[fair music playing]
[announcer] Goodness me, what a year this has been!
So, it'll all be over tomorrow,
yet today, the upped the price of beer.
One pfennig more per litre…
We could've done two pfennigs.
[announcer] …beautiful fireworks!
Have you found out anything yet regarding…
you-know-who?
You mean, regarding your colleague, the mayor?
Urban…
all in good time.
[Louise] " Today, the price of beer has officially gone up.
Which means that, as of today, on the last day of Oktoberfest,
some of the visitors can no longer afford to drink themselves into a stupour."
-What? Starting when? -Immediately, if I got that right.
They'll milk that cow until it dies.
The guests will keep drinking, but the tips will stop coming.
What are we gonna do about it?
We'll strike then.
That won't affect the fat cats.
They'll get a couple of prostitutes to serve their bloody beer.
Their time is up.
We'll strike from now on.
I'm sick of men telling me how to live my life.
We will stand together.
Today by twelve, the source will run dry.
[announcer 2] Come! Come closer, be amazed!
A first in the history of Oktoberfest. A real attraction!
Fresh and wild all the way from Samoa!
Come and see for yourself!
BEER TENT CURT PRANK
[door slams shut]
-[footsteps tapping] -[fair music playing in distance]
Today's your lucky day, Roman!
[Roman] We'll see!
Success, young man…
soon piles up like muck in a barn.
The more cows, the more shit.
But even on top of a huge pile of shit, a pretty palace can be built
The whole picture…
is greater than the sum of its parts.
What do you want?
Understand that it's the event itself
that'll be remembered,
of the first man.
Not all those who struggle to be recognised.
So Edison will be remembered.
not Tesla.
The Lumiéres, not the Skladanowskys. And me…
not that Stifter.
People everywhere have loved spectacular events
for as long as having water and bread, for goodness sake.
But, when things start to go rotten, people start to rip each other's head off.
Then it's out with the old and in with the new…
one way or another, for the sake of civilisation.
Let us together create it,
the future.
Or someone else will do so.
-Are you finished? -No.
I want to merge with Deibel Brew.
It's the only way for both of us to survive.
[chuckles]
[inhales]
[exhales]
[Roman] What do you mean?
Your beer is the best in the city and I want it.
You'll own the Hasenberger brewery from now on.
It's worthless now. I've been shut down. I must get rid of it.
So you will pay the price of one mark and then you wil start building it back up
so that, by next year, 10,000 hectolitres will be produced.
Together with our five from Deibel Brew that makes 15,000.
That's more than enough to supply a tent at Oktoberfest.
I'll then use your name to buy the adjacent property
with the money we get by selling my Nuremberg brewery.
[shouts] And then…
we'll build a second,
modernised brewing facility…
and triple those 15,000 hectolitres. Triple them.
Over 30,000!
From this point, young man, we're in the big league then.
Bottled beer, exported, Deibel Brew!
Your art, my funds!
All within a year?
[scoffs] Within three months!
All right then, let's say five.
You're a lunatic, a complete lunatic.
Naturally, I can't give you sole responsibility of such a project.
Each of us will get 49.5 percent of the shares.
And the last percent?
Goes to Clara.
Officially, the Hoflingers'll be in charge from then on,
that is, assuming your mother agrees, of course.
-[bells chiming] -[Colina] The others are with us?
-[Louise] All of them! -Oh, wonderful!
-[Lochner] Have you gone mad? -Follow us!
[Lochner] What's going on?
We're worth just as much as them. Come on, girls!
-[Lochner] What the hell are you doing? -[sighs]
[Lochner] That's enough! Come back here, now!
-[Colina] Let's go! -[man] Hey!
[Colina] This is about us!
[man] Are you out of your minds?
[Lochner] Lina, what the hell are you doing?
Should the customers get their own beer? Hey!
Bloody, get back!
[beer maids shouting]
[Colina screams, laughs]
[beer maids cheering, applauding]
This concerns our future.
The beer prices going up means all of us will get fewer tips
and this is something that we can't do without.
But for everyone here, these tips are ours alone.
We have nothing else, but poor wages
and that's why we cannot just accept this,
as long as the others do nothing but stuff their pockets.
[beer maids cheering, applauding]
We are therefore, about to…
-strike! -[beer maids shouting] Yeah!
[Colina] You're about to find out if you could cope without us girls or not.
Don't listen to these crazy women! They'll soon come round now.
It is those grand breweries who are the trouble-makers, not us!
Seven will remain out of the 30 currently here!
That's all that will be left next year.
Then you shall see that you need us waitresses,
who are ready and willing to work at this grand event!
[beer maids cheering]
So now is the time that you must pay us!
[cheering]
[Lochner] Do what you want!
I'll find other females to replace you.
I won't be put under pressure. Come!
[breathing heavily]
Oh, you will.
We will not give in.
Then everyone will take us seriously.
[shouting] Always stand together!
[beer maids cheering]
[Clara] I take you seriously.
[birds flap wings, cooing]
[shouting] Bastard!
Fuckin' asshole!
[grunts]
[breathing heavily]
[soft dramatic music playing]
[sobbing]
[sobbing continues]
[Colina] Either he disappears or I do.
[Clara] And Maxi?
-[Colina] I'll take him with me. -[fair music playing]
I won't let him hurt him anymore.
[chuckles softly]
It would just be a couple of days.
Until we've found a new place for us.
There's no way you can be there.
[Clara] I'm sure that Roman won't mind.
[laughs]
Thank you.
-[classical music playing] -[sighs]
You're a landlady now, yeah?
-Doing well for yourself, young lady. -[Clara chuckles]
[patients screaming, wailing]
Mama?
I've something to give you,
from Ludwig.
[softly] Oh.
[exhales]
[cries softly]
I want to go home.
You can come home in good time.
I'm not sick.
Take me home.
[male patient wailing]
[whispering] Thank you, boy.
Thank you.
[sniffs]
[sobs]
[Roman] She seems calm.
It is the heroin.
It controls the hysteria and calms the mind.
How long before she can come home?
It is difficult to say, but…
I think there's a good chance of an early recovery
and therefore, hopefully, not much longer.
What about if I gave a large donation?
Would you say the clinic would benefit and she could spend more time here?
-How long? -Very long.
Well then…
her hatred of men…
for example, this Prank, is still extremely evident.
-[Maria sobbing] -[doctor] With this tendency she could,
at any point, pose a danger to the lives of others.
Just make sure she receives good treatment
and have her declared to be of unsane mind.
I need those papers today.
[classical music playing]
[Prank sniffs]
[fair music playing in distance]
PSYCHIATRIC ASSESSMENT MARIA HOFLINGER
LEGALLY INCAPACITATED
Full power of attorney. Well done.
There is one more thing.
Tradition.
There will only be room for seven tents, not an eighth.
They wouldn't allow it.
So we need to be number seven.
["Nothing Left To Hide" by NineOneOne playing]
♪ I got sins and I got pain ♪
♪ But I ain't gonna ask you To forgive a thing ♪
♪ Ain't no rope Gonna hold my head tonight ♪
CAPITAL BREW
♪ Dead man walkin' Got nothin' left to hide ♪
♪ Lovers bleed and heroes always die ♪
CAPITAL BREW MUNICH
LIVING PHOTOGRAPHY CINEMATOGRAPH SHOWINGS
Afternoon. Want to earn a little extra before packing up?
♪ Whoo, hoo, hoo ♪
[Colina] Listen to me, everyone!
[Lochner] Aha! Fraulein Strike returns here again?
Have you finally gotten what you want, you stupid woman?
Even more.
Beer prices will rise every year.
Stifter says it's because the prices they have to pay supplies
will always continue to go up.
He says that the breweries will lose money, otherwise.
What a nerve. The fat cats make millions from that beer!
But Herr Stifter guarantees that you,
from next year, will be granted a place in his beer burgh.
I see…
Although, there is
one condition…
that I be allowed to sing there.
[chuckles]
…and I will only sing there if you make me head bar girl
[sighs deeply]
[Lochner] Yes…
well…
I have no choice, Johanna. You'll find something else.
You asshole!
[beer maids laughing]
You'll make five times your salary, Mr Lochner.
As head waitress I therefore decree:
from this day onward, I shall only employ barmaids
who are guaranteed to get fixed pay for their work.
-[Lochner gasps] What? -[beer maids cheering]
It means every single one of you that is here.
Three marks a day!
[beer maids cheering] Whoo!
[beer maid 1] Bravo!
-[beer maid 2] Great! -[beer maid 3] Thank you!
-[beer maids] And up! -[Colina laughing]
[beer maids chanting] Colina! Colina! Colina! Colina! Colina!
-[soft dramatic music playing] -[keys jingling]
[Colina breathing heavily]
[suspenseful music playing]
[breathing heavily] Stay here. Just until I come bak for you.
Let's go.
[dog howls]
[dog barking]
[music stops]
-[Rupp snoring] -[door creaks]
[door creaks]
[Rupp snoring]
[sinister music playing]
[bucket clunks]
-[music stops] -[Rupp snorts]
-[coins clink]
-[Rupp snorts] -[bucket clunks]
[sinister music playing]
[Colina gasps, groans]
[Rupp] Let go!
Or I'll break your arm.
[gasps]
[Rupp breathing heavily] I'll kill you.
[choking]
[grunts]
[Colina exhales]
[Rupp] Who the hell are you?
You just wait.
-[Clara gasps] -[Colina whimpers]
[Rupp breathing heavily]
[grunts]
[screams]
[breathing heavily]
[axe clatters]
[soft dramatic music playing]
["If You Want the Rainbow (You Must Have the Rain)" playing]
♪ What does it matter ♪
♪ If rain comes your way? ♪
♪ And raindrops patter all day ♪
♪ The rain descending ♪
♪ Should not make you blue ♪
♪ The happy ending is waiting for you ♪
♪ Take your share of trouble ♪
-[Colina screams] -♪ Face it and don't complain ♪
[water gurgles]
♪ If you want the rainbow ♪
♪ You must have the rain ♪
-♪ Happiness comes double ♪ -[fireworks booming]
♪ After a little pain ♪
[crowd cheering in distance]
♪ If you want the rainbow ♪
♪ You must have the rain ♪
So you'd like to run the beer tent?
Don't you think I could do it?
Yes.
♪ When you kiss and make up ♪
♪ Oh, oh boy, what a thrill ♪
♪ If you want the rainbow ♪
♪ You must have the rain ♪
[Stifter] Gentlemen,
this year's Oktoberfest
was a complete success.
The landlords have won!
The beer burgh has been approved,
and the beer prices are higher…
-as well. -[members laugh]
[jugs clinking]
[distant clapping]
Good evening. I hope I'm not late.
Excuse me, this is an exclusive gathering.
-Oh, yes? -Yes.
I'm sorry. Which points have I missed?
We are dealing with confidential business, if you don't mind.
There is no place for a rank and file at this table.
I'm not with the rank and file.
As volume goes, we're the eighth largest brewery in Munich,
and still growing.
Herr Urban is welcome to review the contracts.
As of April, we'll be compliant with the laws to build our own beer burgh.
Yes, perhaps, but there simply isn't enough space
for an eighth tent at Oktoberfest.
[Roman] Exactly.
There's only space for seven.
[whistles]
-[members murmur] -[Stifter] What's this in aid of,
Hoflinger, huh?
-Publicity? -[Roman] Yes.
The kind of publicity that will see the end of you career.
[Stifter exhales]
-[projector whirring] -[dramatic music playing]
[foreman] Where are you and the pretty lady heading?
-[Roman] To America. -[foreman] To the new land?
[Roman] I'll buy some land and brew my own beer.
According to Bavarian beer purity law.
They'll gozzle it up.
The purity law for beer.
That's for believers, just like the immaculate conception.
[foreman] Barley and wheat are expensive.
What do you think is cheaper?
[foreman] A young man, like you, was just here recently.
He came from a large brewery and said they store sugar beets.
Why?
The devil always shits on the largest pile available, Hoflinger.
Stay how you are.
CAPITAL BREW MUNICH
AUDRINGER SUGAR FACTORY
[Roman] Well, well.
I didn't want to believe it either.
Our Herr Stifter is getting around the purity law of 1516
with molasses, sugar syrup,
the leftovers from the sugar factories.
It gives the beer the right colour and barley's expensive.
No wonder Herr Stifter has the kind of prices we can only dream of.
The bottles don't show it.
Ah, but it's the talk of all the wheat fields surrounding Munich.
[Stifter] What of it?
There's an explanation
and for us an essential alternative.
-You're betting a lot on the future-- -Excuse me.
Gentlemen…
do we really wish that…
the mark of Munich beer should be tainted due to
such a small indiscretion being shouted from the rooftops?
I say, Herr Hoflinger…
is right.
And so, Capital Brew shall therefore,
observe at once, our strict monitoring
and control.
I will see to this matter personally,
provided, of course, it survives the inevitable plunge of its stocks,
and, as is probable,
the replacement of its governing committee.
[cartel member] Then, the entitlement to the seventh plot would be clear.
[Stifter] Oh, God.
[dramatic music playing]
[sighs]
[silence]
[Prank] I'd like to tell you a story.
[female voice sings opera music]
[rain pattering]
[thunder rumbles]
DO YOUR BEST.
[Prank] My father and I came all the way from Berlin.
All he wanted was to present a barrel of self-brewed beer,
but he never came home.
[female opera singer continues]
[muffled groaning]
[cartel member breathing heavily]
Best wishes from my father.
[muffled groaning]
-[Prank's father screaming] -[dog growling]
[rain pattering]
[gunshot booms]
[wind howling]
[male choir singing solemnly]
[soft dramatic music playing]
Yes, I will.
[bells chiming]
[footsteps approaching]
[sinister music playing]
Follow your totem.
[dramatic music playing]
Subtitle translation by John Turner