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INSPECTOR REX
IN LOVE WlTH A MURDERER
We should be cops, still asleep at this hour.
So you've slept well and want something to eat.
- Hi. - Did you sleep well, lnspector?
Okay.
- Are you all right? - I need a schnapps.
You know it's in the top...
There's something I've always wanted to ask you.
Go ahead.
- You're with Homicide. - Mm.
What's the worst thing you've ever experienced?
- Do you really want to know? - Yes.
It was a terrible story.
A *** case, in the city centre.
In winter. Ice and snow everywhere.
Several patrol cars outside the building. A crowd.
I drive up. I let the car door slide open.
People know who I am.
It's quiet. No one's breathing.
I approach the crime scene, the crowd parts...
And I fall flat on my face. Dreadful story.
Don't worry, Elli. Do as I say and nothing can go wrong.
You know you can trust me.
Yes... but it's not that simple.
I can't sleep without tablets any more.
I don't want to be in here a few more years. Let's end it.
Don't talk like that. But you must understand me.
You're the most important thing in my life, Elli.
When I get out, we'll marry and have a great life.
- Don't you want that? - I'd do anything for you.
Yes.
I have something for you.
Now we're engaged.
I love you.
Just one more minute.
- Mr Baumgartner? - It's open.
Sorry to bother you so late. I'm out of mustard again.
That's okay. You know where it is.
Yes. Thank you.
Statistics prove you get hungry on night duty at 1 1 p.m.
I thought I'd get some food before that happens.
Chinese?
- Oh. I should have known. - Pizza again?
Okay. I'm on my way.
Kunz will take eight minutes to get to the restaurant,
twenty minutes to get the pizzas
and eight to get back.
That makes half an hour... a good half hour.
And if Rex goes for the mortadella...
Kunz?
I forgot to ask you what pizza topping you want.
- Marinara. - I don't give a toss.
One marinara and one tossed salad.
Hoffmann, Homicide.
Yes. We're on our way.
We can forget the pizza.
It was terrible.
I did exactly what you said.
No, I don't have them with me.
A cheese sausage and a small beer. Hurry.
Coming.
No! I don't have the things with me. I'll get them tonight.
You did a great job. I told you it would work.
Now calm down and think about our plans.
Yes.
- Do you still love me? - Yes, I do.
Bye.
Right. Sweet or hot mustard?
They used a detergent box as a silencer
and even opened a bottle of schnapps.
Cool type. Looks like a pro.
A pro would have taken the cartridges.
- Pity, but you're right. - When was I last wrong?
The killer must have hidden in the shop,
waited till closing time and then fired from there.
Can you smell something? What is it?
Rex!
Schnapps!
It smells of schnapps.
Genuine rowanberry. Could be the same bottle.
The murderer must have done that.
The bloodstains show it was put there after the shot.
Why open a schnapps bottle and pour some down the sink?
No idea.
Elli, have you heard what happened?
What? You know I'm in the stand all day.
A sausage with hot mustard, a roll and a beer.
The supermarket was robbed and the manager shot.
- I saw them bringing him out. - Dreadful.
Such a nice man. Do they know who did it?
Some criminal. Shows you how quickly it can be over.
Know what? Give me another beer.
You're late today.
I came before. You weren't here.
People could have helped themselves.
I went to buy cigarettes.
Somehow you're different from usual today.
- How do you mean? - So nervous.
I'm just tired.
But here comes Herbert.
- Hi. - I'm going straight to bed.
Sleep well, Elli.
Supermarket, robbery, ***, use of a gun...
Packaging as a silencer...
Lets see how many hits.
Not many would do it that way. It's quite unusual.
There are two. Let's look at the first one.
Fritz Platt.
Died recently in a shoot-out. It's not him.
And?
Erwin Schuster. Exactly the same method.
But he's been in prison for two years.
Dreadful.
- Look at you. - I've just been to the lab.
There really are traces of saliva on the bottle.
The DNA analysis showed they're from a guy in prison.
Erwin Schuster?
I can't tell you guys anything.
But it gets worse.
The bullet was fired from exactly the same gun
as Schuster used in the *** he's doing time for.
The *** weapon was never found.
There you are. I always said it wasn't me.
But the police found traces of your DNA there.
There's only a 98% chance it's mine.
- That leaves 2% uncertainty. - Yes.
I argued that at your hearing. It didn't convince the court.
But this will. I couldn't have committed that ***.
Someone else committed the crime I was jailed for.
Right.
I'll demand access to files on the current case.
Go after the police.
After all, I'm an innocent man in jail.
A peppermint stick is still the best way
to mask the smell here.
- I know the oil. - That, too.
But back to our topic.
Compared with our knowledge of fingerprints,
DNA analysis is a relatively young science.
That's why we speak of a "likelihood" of identity.
So there's no certainty?
Well, not 1 00% certainty.
There are several test methods and ways of calculating it.
With one there's a likelihood of one to 1 00,000,
with the other, it's one to a couple of billion.
And with the method used in this case?
The likelihood is one to 1 00 million.
That means that out of 1 00 million people,
two might have the same DNA.
Thanks. I didn't know much about it.
Schuster's in jail, yet there's been another ***-robbery,
identical to the one my client was sentenced for.
Neither the proceeds nor the weapon have been found,
the DNA result isn't 1 00% certain
and a detergent packet was used as a silencer too.
These are not coincidences.
Why are you telling me this?
- Go to the public prosecutor. - I will. Don't worry.
And I'll apply for a review.
- Why are you here then? - I want details of the weapon
and to know whether you found traces of DNA.
Then you should go very quickly.
Pardon?
Or I won't have time to obey your wishes.
Hurry up.
So I see you're still free.
Like a disciplinary transfer?
There's a job going in archives. Just the thing.
- Who was that? - Mr Schuster's lawyer.
A real arsehole. We'll be hearing more from him.
- That's not like you. - He always stuffs us around.
We catch them, he frees them. Then we catch them again.
- Sounds like the police. - You said it.
Right. Schuster was in jail at the time of the ***.
- No day release. - Best alibi in the world.
Yes. I also found out from the jail
that a certain Klaus Felber was released a week ago.
And he was in the same wing as Schuster.
I'd like to meet him.
Oh! The peppermint stick.
Hey!
The lady can sit with us and you can *** off.
- Well, what have we here? - Bad cards, I'd say.
Listen...
- Three queens. - Oh, no.
How are you?
You two muppets are surprised, eh?
Aren't you going to chase him?
Mr Felber?
Please sit down.
- What do you want? - Nothing special.
But you ran away, so we do have some questions.
No one likes talking to cops.
Tell us about Mr Schuster.
You were in jail together for a long time.
I don't know anything. And please leave me alone.
***!
- ***! - Mr Felber...
The beer here isn't that bad.
Spilling someone's beer is mental torture.
- Go to the European Court. - I have the address.
Can we buy you a glass of red wine?
Well, Mr Felber? What's up?
Go, Rex!
Well?
- What's wrong? - Not running away?
I can't swim.
And you just let Felber go?
No...
he spent a bit more time in the water.
And imagine, he was suddenly able to remember Schuster.
But he has an alibi for the ***.
He said a lot of women visited Schuster in prison.
He met them through ads.
Hey...
Why do quite a lot of women go for guys in prison?
Anything else you'd like to know about women?
Why do they send those guys money,
do their laundry and bring them food parcels?
We can ask them. We have a whole list of Schuster chicks.
I'll start questioning them.
- Thanks. That's enough. - You can handle it.
Why does an attractive lady like you go for crims...
for fellow citizens who have strayed
and need guidance back into society?
Do I detect a hint of jealousy?
I really wanted to be a nurse or something like that.
But you can help people psychologically here.
True. Sometimes this place is more like a medical practice.
But I got fed up with Schuster pretty quickly.
When I saw he just wanted to use me, it was over.
When did you last talk to him on the phone?
We know the mobile phone age has arrived in jails too.
Four or five months ago.
But we didn't call each other much. We usually wrote.
It's easy to find a man to sleep with,
but then I met him personally.
We talked a lot, and I realised he wasn't a bad man.
I can imagine.
Every night I read the letters he wrote me.
That's why I can stand all this.
- But he's still a murderer. - It was never proven.
It was circumstantial evidence.
He's just been unlucky all his life.
That's what he told you. And you trust him just like that?
I know he'll never let me down.
Where were you yesterday when the *** took place?
- You have strange ideas. - It's my job. I have to ask.
I was here at the stand. I can't just lock up.
Did you notice or see anything?
No.
Thanks. That's all.
- Hi, Elli. - You gave me a fright.
- Have you read the paper? - What does it say?
The *** must have been between 6.30 and 6.40 p.m.
The store manager locked up at 6.30
and the money transport people found him at 6.40.
That's exactly when you were away.
I told you I was getting cigarettes.
I was surprised. I saw two full packs when I looked in.
I smoke a lot and wanted more.
That lady was from the police, wasn't she?
- What makes you think that? - She showed you her lD.
So?
I could tell her you were away at the time.
If you've got nothing to hide...
What do you want from me?
I want you to have a drink with me
and be nice to me.
Think about it.
Bye.
Elli Lischka's sausage stand is near the crime scene. Right?
Besides, she was pretty nervous
and no one could confirm that she was in the stand.
She visited Schuster every week.
Would a woman commit *** and robbery?
Not for the money. Crimes of passion are common.
She may not have done it herself,
but I'm quite sure she's involved.
I'd say she's a hard one to crack.
We've no choice but to watch her.
I think I have an idea.
What?
Your lawyer's coming today. Do you know what to do?
Yes, I do.
You seem so depressed. Yet it went so well.
The police came today.
I told you they'd come once they knew about us.
Well?
The usual questions. Nothing special.
But there's another problem.
I've told you about Wanek, a regular.
- He wants something from me. - Who does he think he is?
He thinks he can put pressure on me. There may be problems.
- Did he notice anything? - Just that I was away for a bit.
Don't worry. He drinks and he's not young.
He should watch out or he'll have an accident.
You mean something could happen to him?
I'll think about it.
Come on, Rex. Let's get started.
- Hello. You're late. - Sorry.
- Enjoy your meal. - Hello.
Niki, listen to this.
Schuster writes to a Sabine Pospischil
"When I get out of prison I'll marry you.
"We'll catch up on everything we've missed out on.
"Erwin."
Here he says "lt will be your best day.
"We'll marry, go away and start a new, better life."
They're all the same. He made the same promises to them all.
At least he writes.
I knew someone who wrote incredibly beautiful love letters.
Really? And do you still have them?
Of course.
You're pretty romantic for a cop.
Only after hours.
- Hello. - Morning.
I'm Dr Wagner. A sausage with sweet mustard and a crust.
Thank you.
Goodbye.
Thank you very much.
If I understood the clown correctly...
Schuster's lawyer was at Elli Lischka's stand
and picked something up...
"I'm so happy I'm the only girl in your life.
"I'd do anything for you."
What did Kunz say?
- I've never seen you here. - I go all over Vienna.
But it's good here. I'll come more often now.
- How much? - Nothing.
We're in the same boat.
- You can't afford it either. - Don't worry about me.
Thank you. Let's go.
The schnapps in the washbasin came from the bottle.
So it was poured away, not drunk.
But during his crime, Schuster did drink the schnapps.
Hey... wait. Drink again.
Go on, drink. For me.
- See? - What?
When you drink, only your lower lip touches the bottle.
In this case, the saliva was spread evenly
over a 3 cm area around the neck of the bottle.
So the saliva was deliberately spread on the bottle.
Exactly.
And in our case the manager was shot from behind.
- Schuster shot from the front. - Not bad.
Hello.
The usual, please Elli.
Why are you so quiet? You could be a bit friendlier.
Come on, Elli. Give me a kiss.
Give me a kiss, please.
Let me go, you ***!
Oh? Then I'll have to spell it out for you.
Come to the Danube lsland at midnight.
And be on time, or I'll tip off the cops.
Why are you so turned off?
I'll bring something to drink.
Okay. See you later. Bye.
- Hi, Elli. - Hello, Herbert. See you.
- Got her address, Wimmer? - Of course.
- Follow her all night. - Okay.
- Here's a snack. - Thanks.
Bye. Come on, Rex.
Lischka.
It's me, my darling. Did the lawyer visit you?
- Yes. - Good.
Oh... already?
And he said he'd bring something to drink.
He threatened me too.
- I don't know what to do. - Simple. Go and meet him.
Then stall him.
You've got sleeping pills. Give him a few.
He's not meant to wake up.
I can't do that.
I can't just kill Wanek.
But he'll keep coming back, Elli.
He'll want you to be nice, or he'll want money.
- It will never stop. - You're right.
What if he doesn't drink much or the tablets don't work?
I can't help you from in here.
And remember, you wrote you'd do anything for me.
- I love you. - I love you too, Elli.
Women!
Don't be so shy, darling.
Like them, sweetie? How about it?
Good Lord, it's Elli.
- Actually on time. - I got dressed up for you.
They'd run out of crystal.
Well? Aren't you going to pour me some?
It's a better wine. Not the one I usually drink.
Sorry...
but I'm generous today.
- Cheers, Elli. - Cheers.
To seeing more of each other.
Now please kiss me.
The medical officer wasn't exactly wrong.
It may look like a classic case of drowning,
but in the position he was in
people almost always manage to get out of the water.
Even if they're drunk?
He doesn't seem to have drunk enough to be incapacitated.
He may have had a drink beforehand.
Right. He had a drink, brought wine here with him,
drank another half litre, and drowned when he fell in.
That's possible.
But the facial cyanosis points to sleeping tablet poisoning.
So, alcohol, sedatives and atypical drowning?
It is a lot, but that's why the doctor called the police.
Morning.
- Who is it? - Albert Wanek.
Amazing! He was at Lischka's stand yesterday.
Fancy.
He seemed to be harassing her.
Kill his type off, and we'll have more parking spots.
Ha ha.
Wimmer said Elli Lischka was definitely at home all night.
So we confirm her alibi.
Rex?
I got the money, so we can move quickly.
- What will you do? - I've applied for the review.
Then we can try to have the case reopened.
- Our chances are good. - Good? They're outstanding.
I didn't do it, so I didn't commit the other *** either.
- It was someone else. - Sounds conclusive.
We have to convince the prosecutor.
That's not enough. You have to be convinced too.
We got all these letters from Schuster's cell
and, as you can see, Miss Lischka,
Mr Schuster had contact with loads of women.
So?
I got to know him through an ad too.
Did he tell you about these other women?
No.
So he didn't say they sent money and food?
Why shouldn't he accept them in his situation?
Miss Lischka...
I really do understand that you want to defend him.
- But he doesn't deserve it. - Why not?
He made the same promises to everyone...
to marry them when he got out
and take them to beautiful places...
Does that sound familiar? It's in this letter too.
And in that one, and that one... all the same.
Can l... Can I go now, please?
Yes, you may go.
Call an ambulance.
Rex, search!
Homicide, Herzog. Ambulance to 1 Upper Augarten Street.
The old glasshouse in the Augarten.
Help me. Take her legs.
One moment.
When you told me he just used and deceived me
I just wanted out.
Okay.
The coffee's too hot. When will your boss be back?
He's on an urgent job. He won't be long.
- So you cover bag thefts now? - Statistically speaking, no.
But the devil never sleeps.
That's why he's not in Homicide.
Hello, Dr Wagner.
- At last. - What can we do for you?
Plenty.
Your colleague let me look at the *** files.
Most informative. Same weapon, the same DNA...
I assume you will have to support my client's release.
Or his sentence will be extended for incitement to two murders.
His girlfriend made a full confession.
Keep visiting him, but you won't get dirty money for it.
How dare you!
I'm sure it wasn't deliberate.
Dreadful�