Subtitles by explosiveskull
Arthur.
Yes?
Do I have to come and get you?
The couch isn't comfy. There's room for the two of us in bed.
I'm coming...
I'll be right there... I just wanted to go for a walk first.
- At this hour? - Yes.
To clear my head a bit.
It... does a lot good. You said it yourself.
I'll come with you.
No. Stay here.
It's cozy in here. It's cold and windy outside.
Then I'll put on something warmer.
You're probably dead tired and want to sleep.
You'll have the whole bed to yourself. Go crazy.
Sound good, Martha?
Is this not okay? I can find something else.
- I'll... - No, don't.
You look perfect.
ARTHUR'S LAW
So... what's on your mind?
It's an odd story.
I brought home a lethally poisonous spider so it would bite you.
I wanted to run off with Jesse, the hooker from the "Kronleuchter."
And I need the money from your life insurance to do it.
Oh, nothing.
What a week, right?
I bet you didn't think your 50th birthday would go like this.
This is one birthday you won't forget anytime soon.
None of us will.
Come on, let's get out of here.
Come on.
Why are we here, Arthur?
It's raining outside. And you'll get soaked and catch a cold.
Who wants that? Not me.
- We need a room. - At a hotel?
You live... we live three minutes away.
You're in luck. We have one room left.
- The honeymoon suite. - We'll take it.
Tonight's special: Two nights for the price of one.
- Two nights? - That's so romantic of you.
That's the kind of guy I am: full of secrets and surprises.
I don't believe it. Well, look who it is.
- Ronny? - Arthur!
- Martha. - Hallo.
What are you doing here?
You wouldn't believe what's going on at my place.
Hey, slow down.
At a loss for words, huh?
Ronny Menze...
I'll make a note of that.
The owners said someone broke in this morning,
but nothing was stolen.
Three hours ago, a gunshot went off
while their kids were playing with a loaded weapon.
The neighbors called the police. Luckily nobody was hurt.
Yes, luckily.
We suspect the gun we're looking for
is the one used on the pimp from the "Kronleuchter."
I thought the owners walked in on the burglar,
who dropped the weapon when he ran off.
But the Menze girl who fired it
says she found the gun in the yard two days ago.
My theory is that the culprit came back to look for the gun.
Since no one forced their way in, the spare key must have been used.
Which means the person knew where it was.
Muriel?
I think one of Menze's cohorts murdered Wystraszewski.
Nice work, Sherlock.
Where's the gun?
Well, that's amazing.
- Shouldn't we have Jerome come in? - His shift is over. Don't bother him.
- I just thought maybe he... - Leave the thinking to me!
The murder weapon.
I'll have the lab check for fingerprints.
Let me take care of that.
Why are you and Martha spending the night at a hotel?
And in the honeymoon suite no less. Am I missing something here?
She's my wife.
Well, that's just it.
Martha "Chop off your hand" Ahnepol.
If it were a hot mistress, I'd get it. But...
I've fallen in love again, Ronny.
- Really? - On my birthday.
- When Martha threw you out? - Yes.
Seriously?
- She is quite young, very loving... - So...
Funny... And very intelligent.
To her, I'm not Arthur the dork. I'm Arthur the angel.
I'm going to run off with her, Ronny.
I'm going to give her everything she's ever wanted.
She's got this one big dream.
And I'm going to make it come true.
Yes, I am.
I'd do anything for her.
What's the matter?
What is it, Ronny?
Out with it.
I've heard you say those words before.
Right before you married Martha.
I'm just saying...
You want to run off with a woman you barely know
and make her dreams come true?
Isn't it time you thought about yourself?
What are your dreams in life?
That is my dream: To get away from here and run off with her.
She loves me.
Are you sure?
Or does she love you because of what you intend to give her?
I mean...
Remember...
Remember how we used to go to that cottage and fish by the lake?
You said it was your dream to grow old somewhere like that.
Please don't get me wrong, Arthur.
But what became of that?
Look, Arthur. Our bed... it's alive!
I thought you'd changed your mind.
I thought I'd bring some ice.
Now that I know what the bed does,
I don't even want to know what's in those closets.
Oh my God. Damn it. Are we insured for that?
That was a good one, Martha.
That was really good.
To us.
Oh no.
- We're flying. - What is that thing?
Please. Time to stop, bed.
No. Don't.
Don't.
- Jesse, hello. - Arthur, where were you?
You never showed up at the cemetery.
I'm sorry... I'm so sorry, but something really important came up.
More important than my dad's funeral?
- Where are you right now? - On my way to the wake.
I'll be right there.
- I promise. - Yeah, we'll see.
Morning, dear.
Good morning, dear.
Should I have room service bring us breakfast?
I'd really like to...
But I can't. The pig farm just called.
I totally overslept.
Work comes first.
Then I'll see you tonight.
I'll go and chill another bottle of bubbly.
I'll see you then, Martha.
I hope you have a nice day,
Arthur.
Oh no!
I don't want to be all paranoid.
But I'm totally sure
that a damn delivery van was parked outside my house all morning.
Crap, there was one at my place too.
- Maybe it was just a minimart delivery. - I'm serious.
What if the Albanians found out we killed one of their men?
- I can't go on like this. I have kids. - Don't get all worked up.
We buried him in the forest. Nobody will find him.
Yeah, but what if? We didn't bury him very deep,
and we only covered the tip of his nose with leaves,
in case you forgot.
- Shall we go to Holger? - We'll...
Right... Sure! Please!
We're going to hold off for now until I've talked to the boss. Got it?
- Are you laughing at me? - No, it's just your...
Good evening.
Isn't that the guy who...
No, no... It was an accident. Got it?
That guy might be a bit loopy.
But did he kill Mario and Steve?
No.
- Good morning. - Good morning.
She didn't want me to call you in.
- Who? - Muriel.
We found the gun used on Wystraszewski.
- She's getting the fingerprints. - Oh.
- Oh, Tanja. - Yes?
Call the lab and see if the gun is already there.
Hey, Muriel, you got a minute?
Not right now.
Yeah... Coffee?
With sugar?
I can have some now, because, as you can see, I've lost a few pounds.
Is everything alright with you, Muriel?
Do you need any help?
Whatever it is, you know you can count on me.
What are you getting at?
Since the warehouse and "Kronleuchter" deaths, you've been odd.
And now this.
Come on. He's a witness, not a suspect.
He'll never testify now.
What were you thinking?
If you're in trouble, Muriel, please tell me now.
Then we can figure it out together.
I'm your friend.
You're right.
I should have come to you earlier.
I didn't want to do this to you. I wanted to give you another chance.
I've covered for you long enough, Jerome.
But not anymore.
You're fired.
Holy moly.
Muriel. What? What do you mean?
You know what I mean.
You're the one who sabotaged this case from the start. Not me.
Just listen to yourself.
You think there's a serial killer in Klein Biddenbach.
I need sensible policemen with sound judgment,
not conspiracy theorists.
You can't just fire me like that, Muriel.
Don't make this harder than it needs to be.
Are we done here?
You won't get away with it.
Goodbye, Jerome.
Who does he think he is?
What did she say?
Take a look at that.
Nobody can tell me
they're just celebrating Mardi Gras in there.
I want to go in. We're not getting anywhere just sitting here.
- Be patient. - Well, my butt's fallen asleep.
That will happen a lot when you become police chief.
Well, I'm not there yet.
I'll have to go the extra mile if I want the job.
Either way, you'll get it.
But not if you die today. It's too dangerous to go in there.
It's not like this is the Medellin cartel.
Oh really?
They're just small-time Klein Biddenbach gangsters.
I just don't want anything to happen to you.
We need you here, Jerome. You're the best we've got.
And you're the best partner I could wish for.
Rest in peace.
Try that. It looks delicious.
I'll take your word for it.
Jesse...
I'm sorry I missed the funeral.
- If I could turn back time, I would. - That's not what this is about.
It's about you promising me the world and what happens? Nothing.
You said you'd get the money by the end of the week
so we could get out of here.
I haven't even seen the 60 euros you owe me from our first night.
Not to mention all the other nights.
- I'm really disappointed. - But Jesse...
I thought you were different than the others.
I was obviously wrong.
Hi, Steffi. It's Claudi here again.
Yeah. Yeah.
We need a girls' night out. That would be awesome.
But I can't in the next few weeks and months
because of the situation.
Yeah. I know.
Hey, I want to know
if I can ask you for another teeny tiny little favor.
Yep, it's about Ahnepol again.
Regrettably...
We've determined that our esteemed colleague, Jerome
was not the man we thought he was for all these years.
Corrupt from head to toe.
He and a small time criminal gang...
were in cahoots.
I have...
INCORRECT PASSWORD
Denzel...
Washington.
INCORRECT PASSWORD
Jim... Button.
INCORRECT
KRONLEUCHTER - WAREHOUSE AHNEPOL'S HOUSE - CRIME SCENE?
Don't. That stuff doesn't even taste good.
Well, let's see...
- No, don't do it, Jesse. - ...who's next.
Stop!
You.
Here. I think I need to have a serious talk with him.
You think he's responsible?
I've got a feeling the Albanians didn't want to get their hands dirty.
I'm going to look into it.
And Justin, do me a favor? Keep an eye on Claudi while I'm out.
I think she's okay.
That's what worries me.
Where are Manni and Basti?
Yes, and then we'll have to look for it.
Corpse...
Oh, corpse.
See, everything is where it should be.
- Someone's coming. - It's all good.
Let's go. I don't want to miss the buffet.
Nice and slow.
You must be Martha Ahnepol.
Claudi.
Where's that smile?
I mean, it's not like it was true love.
Everyone knows that he and Jan fooled around.
What are you talking about?
Listen up.
No one's going to ruin my husband's funeral.
And most certainly not you, little missy. Are we clear?
Well, then you tell her.
Can we discuss it another time?
- Why? - There's nothing to talk about.
It was love between Steven and I.
"Me." It was love between Steven and me.
My words.
That's not what I meant.
Justin, the walls here are so thin. Everyone knows.
I'm sorry. It won't happen again.
Well, it can't anymore, can it?
Okay. It's happening. I've got to go now.
Keep your mitts off me.
- I'm off to the doctor. - Call an ambulance!
Don't be silly. I can get to the hospital by myself.
Or not.
Looks like you're going into labor.
Just a moment. No, no, no. Stay away, I can manage.
Babies have been born...
Babies have been born after just one contraction.
- How do you know? - My wife was pregnant.
I thought you didn't have kids.
I need boiled water and a washcloth.
Mrs. Lehmann, it's nice to be able to help you for once.
Here, it's clean.
No! I want a real doctor with two hands.
- Here. - Ow! Justin!
Where's the damn ambulance?
The ambulance is on its way.
Claudi, call me back when you get the chance.
And you won't believe what I found out.
Hugs and kisses.
What are you doing here?
Breathe in through your nose and out slowly through your mouth.
I know how to breathe!
Is there a whole soccer team in there?
Shut up, Justin!
Just hold her hand.
No.
Just chill out will you, Claudia?
Just go with the contractions.
Push, push, push... then breathe.
I can already see its little head.
What is it? Is everything okay?
Yes, everything's fine. All is well.
You took the wrong coffee cup earlier.
The "good cop" mug is Muriel's.
What does that prove?
What the hell are you trying to do?
I'm still figuring that out.
I told you you wouldn't get away with it.
Martha Ahnepol, you're under arrest
for the murder of Mario Wystraszewski and Steven Lehmann.
But I didn't kill anyone!
Look, this is pointless. How are we supposed to get the scoop
sitting here all night, watching people in dumb costumes?
- You're right. Let's call it a night. - Yeah.
- Good night. See you tomorrow. - I can give you a lift, if you like?
Some fresh air will do me good.
What if your wife catches us?
Who cares? She's got a headache.
That's so hot!
You look hot!
That's some crazy shit from the USA, dude.
Steve, is that you? You've grown.
We do this every year:
If you lose, you strip!
What's up?
What's the matter, Steve?
- Time to party! - On the house!
I knew it.
Jerome!
Muriel, everything is surreal.
This has been the best night of my life!
I can't believe you went in there.
I went in there, Muriel!
- Did you find out anything? - It was epic!
Muriel, my Muriel,
I banged Cleopatra.
I banged her. You get it?
- Come on in. Come on. - No, I'll...
I'll take you home.
And tomorrow morning it'll all be forgotten.
Steven?
Steven.
It's a boy.
What did you do?
PRIVATE FUNCTION
We should talk.
I have some innovative business ideas.
Have you picked out a name yet?
Arthur.
Really?
Of course not. That's a crappy name.
I didn't think you meant it.
All the best.
Subtitles by explosiveskull