Mephisto's our deadliest enemy.
A traitor?
- Strasser was chasing him. - I remember every detail.
The bomb was planted by Lazar Kiss.
Why was your father still obsessed?
- Two different types. - Looks like our killer has someone helping him.
He had a friend he spoke about... Senor Carrillo.
No possessions, just this.
Mephisto has a network and Rieger's Palace is the rendezvous.
The soldier, the baron and the actress.
There's no restriction on what you can bet.
- You actually gamble with people? - People, possessions, secrets.
One word and I'll be silent for ever.
If you ever lay a finger on her again, I'll kill you.
- Oskar? - Drop the weapon!
I'm lost and I'm alone.
*CREDITS*
Clara.
- Are you all right? - I'm fine.
- It's Max. - Inspector, what happened?
How is he?
He was shot.
My son.
My boy...
Doctor, doctor, can we see our son?
No, he's in surgery at the moment.
Please, tell me you can save him.
We're doing everything in our power.
There was an assailant.
He got too close, then...
Please, come with me.
I'll find you somewhere more private you can wait.
All right.
It's all right, it's OK.
Damn you for coming into his life again.
Max, I need you more than ever,
even though you're not here.
I need to understand what went on.
I'm terribly afraid of something.
I know.
The bullet that hit you...
Yes.
I think it came from my gun.
I'm the one who shot you.
Drop the weapon!
From an automatic.
My gun.
What happened here last night?
- Excuse me, sir. - Yes?
Haussmann.
There was only one shot.
So why are there two cases?
It doesn't make any sense.
I'm so sorry, Inspector. Of course I'll give you all the help I can.
I need to identify the man in the tunnel.
There was a pre-arranged handover of a firearm.
Someone used this place as a secret rendezvous.
He escaped through the back of the tunnels.
I need access to your register of members.
It includes some very important people.
You think that makes them above the law, Fraulein?
I'm sorry, I'm not at liberty to disclose their names...
- not without their permission. - My friend has been shot.
He's in hospital fighting for his life.
Please, understand my position.
I'd say your position is precarious, Fraulein.
You know the name of everyone who comes here.
And some of them may be involved in a conspiracy.
So I'll come back next time with a warrant
and if you obstruct my investigation, you'll be arrested.
Doctor.
How is he?
He's out of surgery.
The bullet did a lot of damage, but we were able to drain
and suture the lung.
The bullet glanced off the ribcage and passed straight through him.
A rifle, I guess.
Oh, my God.
Drop the weapon!
I need to know who he was...
The man who shot you.
Could it have been Mephisto?
Don't leave me alone here, Max.
He was always restless.
Always had an adventurous spirit.
When he was four, he disappeared one day.
Have you heard this story?
His mother couldn't find him.
She was in a panic.
I was working, as usual...
and little Max suddenly decided
he wanted to visit his father after hours.
So off he went... on his own.
Of course, I never imagined that
that spirit would lead him
to such dark places, but...
you have to let children be themselves.
It was almost like a game for him, you know.
The two of us investigating crimes.
Like schoolboys playing.
I never dreamed it could end up like this.
I should have protected him. I...
I was blind.
It's a puzzle. Total enigma.
The tunnels are silent. You could hear a pin drop.
Why didn't I hear the second bullet fire?
- What? - Oh, it's something I saw.
A contraption attached to a rifle.
- Well, that's unusual. - Yes.
Anything you can find out for me, I'd be very grateful.
- I'll do my best. - Oh.
And then there's this.
Smells familiar.
Yeah.
Might be your friend from the Vienna Woods.
Found it at the casino.
Thank you, Fraulein.
Ah.
Rheinhardt.
I'm sorry about your doctor-friend.
Have a seat.
I had a call from someone at the ministry.
- "Someone"? - Concerning Helena Rieger.
You interviewed her, apparently?
Naturally.
She's a material witness.
Hmm.
She has powerful friends.
So she tells me.
People are nervous.
"People"?
Certain special clients of hers.
They want me to back off?
Is that what you're telling me?
Look, Rheinhardt...
Dr Liebermann was shot.
He might die.
I know.
I know. But we must tread carefully.
You don't understand what's really happening.
A traitor?!
In the heart of the establishment?!
Strasser asked me to investigate.
He begged me before he died.
You have any proof?
Only what Strasser gave me.
This is all very irregular, Rheinhardt.
- I must alert the new Director of Security. - No.
Excuse me?!
No.
We can't trust anyone.
We need to keep this between ourselves.
Just for now.
You don't believe me.
But he's here, in Vienna.
Mephisto.
I'll find you some proof of his existence.
Just give me 24 hours, Commissioner.
Hmm.
What is it?
Promotions that need confirming
- and some duty orders to sign. - Hmm.
Did you hear about that business at Rieger's?
"Business"?
The shooting.
It's in the morning papers.
Weren't you there that night?
You are never to mention my presence there, you understand?
Sir.
Ah.
That fellow is outside again.
"Fellow"?
Who invented that contraption.
- I'm happy to send him away. - No. No, wait.
Bring him in. We'll see him.
Thank you.
I'm afraid to report, madam,
that your weekend entertainment,
regrettably, must be cancelled.
Why? What's happened?
His Excellency,
he refuses to be burdened with the cost any longer.
My one little pleasure.
The Emperor will never refuse me.
With regret...
You don't approve of me.
You and the rest of the household,
you think I'm beneath you.
It's not my place to approve or to disapprove.
Well, at least we can agree on something.
It frightens you to have a commoner
so close to the seat of power.
Tell His Excellency I expect him to indulge my private passion.
I only need five minutes, General.
Five minutes to change the face of warfare forever.
Here.
A giant rotating frame built around a motorised centre.
It would crush anything in its path.
You and I are going to rewrite the rule book, General.
How was the meeting?
Do you think it's worth pursuing?
Give me an infantryman with a rifle, any day.
Wars are seldom won with novelties and trinkets.
Look what I found.
Just patented.
By an American.
An inventor called Hiram Maxim.
Mm-hm.
It's a silencer.
It means the rifle makes no sound.
Bought from a specialist arms dealer.
Mephisto.
Burgstaller.
This is his part in it.
This is how he connects to the story.
A gun like this...
must have a special purpose.
Are you all right?
I was worried.
You were out all night.
Where's Hannah?
In the bedroom, sleeping.
I...
need to get some things from our apartment.
No.
Let me go back there first.
I'll make sure that he's gone.
Promise me...
no more violence.
Thanhofer!
Thanhofer?
Thanhofer.
Therese Thanhofer's husband.
Well, that's going to make things difficult.
Yes, thank you. I'm aware.
Well, what do we have?
A vicious knife attack.
Do we know the circumstances?
Sir, we have a witness.
The neighbour next door says he heard a commotion.
Tell me what happened.
Yes, sir.
I heard a row...
and two men arguing.
Did you see a face?
Yes, quite clearly.
Do you think you could identify the other man?
It was him.
Him!
I saw you arguing with him.
Murderer. Arrest him!
Arr... Arrest him. He's the mu...
- Haussmann... take the victim. - He's the murderer.
You are the murder!
Get him out of here!
You're the murderer!
- Please make way! - Don't touch me!
Why don't you arrest him?
Any clues to his assailant?
Yes.
In initial examination,
I found some fibres under his fingernails...
similar to your coat,
encrusted with blood, Inspector.
Yes. It's true.
I was here that day.
He assaulted a friend of mine.
- I came here to tell him to leave Vienna, but he refused, sir. - Well...
you're under arrest, Rheinhardt.
What?
We have a witness.
He didn't see the actual murder.
He just heard us quarrelling.
I have no alternative.
You came here that day!
You obviously fought with him.
His torn fibres from your coat!
If I killed him,
- why would I come back? - To hide evidence?
- Look... - You're officially relieved from duty.
Meier.
Don't make me handcuff you and march you through the streets, please.
Mephisto's out to get me.
He's obviously set me up here.
- He's responsible for what happened to Max. - Stand back!
And now he's trying to destroy me
before I can find out his identity.
Come on, get back.
Who did you tell?
- What? - When I came to you.
When I told you I have evidence of a traitor,
who did you share it with?
Don't be absurd.
They're trying to discredit me.
Please, Commissioner.
Ah!
Get him!
Go, go, go!
Come back here!
Where are you going?
To the synagogue.
The rabbi is holding a Refuah Shlema service.
Do you want me to come with you?
Better if you wait here in case the hospital telephones.
Oh... Say a prayer for me.
Ah, I want him home.
_
Don't be afraid.
Sorry.
Whoever it is, they know I'm onto them.
Max got too close as well.
I need your help, Fraulein.
The same way you needed Max's help?
- Look... - You're the reason he's in hospital.
You and your damned adventures.
Where are you going?
Where do you think?
I'm telephoning the police.
I understand that you're angry,
but I'm trying to find out who shot your brother.
He was my friend!
He is my friend.
I just need somewhere...
to hide for a little while.
Don't say it. Just don't.
All right, I won't.
What was I going to say?
Our actions betray us.
Well, that's psychology.
I made myself seem guilty by running away.
But I have to find Mephisto.
I was merely a suspect before.
Now they're damn certain I'm guilty.
- You're alone now. - I still have you.
At least... in this room.
What the hell is going on here?
Oh! Excuse me.
Who are you?
Erm... I'm so sorry to disturb you.
I'm a friend from the police station. I...
I didn't mean to intrude.
Please forgive me.
I'll be going.
Sir?
Rather unexpected, what happened.
The Director is highly concerned.
Rheinhardt as good as admitted his guilt by running.
- We understand your struggle. - Mm-hm.
You're loyal to him.
So, we're standing you down.
What?
It's a conflict of interest.
- Better if you were to take some leave. - No, sir.
I want to be part of this investigation.
I can't just walk away from it.
Very well.
But we can't put you in charge.
I'm sure you understand why.
Constable!
Thank you for coming.
- We're giving you a big responsibility. - Sir.
Find Rheinhardt. And quickly.
Yes, sir.
You can go with him, Haussmann.
You're married to Wenzel Thanhofer. Is that correct?
Yes.
Why?
What's happened?
I'm sorry to have to tell you, he's been murdered...
and Oskar Rheinhardt is the prime suspect.
This can't be.
Did Rheinhardt say anything to you?
Did he ever talk about killing him?
If you truly think he's capable of murder, then you don't know him.
I know. Your life is hard.
You live in a slum.
Oskar Rheinhardt has money, has a decent job.
You think that's why I'm friends with him?
Your husband was a bad lot.
I'd understand if you wanted to get away from him.
Maybe you're just glad he's gone.
But if you are hiding something...
this could get very bad for you.
And for your daughter.
Are you all right?
I heard about your friend.
Do they know how he is?
Any word?
He still hasn't regained consciousness.
Are you sure you should be at work?
You want some time off?
I want to get this finished.
Helps me keep my mind off it.
Actually, the woman was living at his apartment.
We went over and found her there.
So, you think that's what this is about?
- You think his motive could be jealousy. - Brilliant thought.
The inspector is an honourable man.
She'd been beaten.
There were scars on her face.
At least Rheinhardt was honest about that part.
Obvious what happened, then.
He went there to avenge her.
He has a violent temper,
no doubt about it.
Where else could Rheinhardt be right now?
How dare you come here, knowing what we're suffering?
I'm sorry, Fraulein.
We have no choice.
When my brother wakes up,
he'll have something to say about this.
The inspector made himself a fugitive from justice, Fraulein.
Gentlemen, we're going to go upstairs now.
They just promoted him.
He seems to be enjoying it.
I'll meet you back at the station.
I'll need to apologise to her again.
It's important.
I know the family well.
I owe it to them.
Where is he?
He's been here.
I know it.
Oh!
Hi.
What are you doing here?
I guess I'm a better detective than you thought.
I want to help.
You're a fool.
Maybe, but I'm the only friend you've got.
Von Bulow has convinced everyone you're guilty.
Meier has been put in charge.
He's taking the job very seriously.
Dragged Therese in for questioning.
He doesn't trust me, because of you.
All right.
We need to go back over the crime scene, piece by piece.
Whoever killed Thanhofer,
they must work for Mephisto.
He's trying to protect himself.
And he sent someone to follow me.
They knew where I was headed.
They knew about Therese and her husband?
Yes.
They must have seen me enter their apartment that night.
Must have waited till I'd gone...
and then went in.
Have you noticed someone shadowing you?
Everything you said was right.
I do have feelings for you.
I think I've hidden them for so long,
I barely even acknowledge them any more.
Funny, me being here makes me just a little braver.
Please come back to us.
- Sir. - Thank you.
I've been thinking.
- Once he gets better... - Hmm.
maybe we should go home.
- "Home"? - To England.
Vienna doesn't feel like a place where we belong.
Not any more.
Oh, my love.
Here, Rachel.
How's Max?
Uh...
He still hasn't woken up.
I need a drink.
Rachel, Leah, do you want one?
Um...
Papa!
Just one minute, before you go in there.
You can't tell anyone he's here.
What on earth is going on?
I'm afraid it's complicated, Herr Liebermann.
Difficult to explain.
Try, would you, please, Inspector?
I'm trying to find out who shot your son.
But I can't be seen on the street.
- What? - I've been unjustly accused of a crime.
The people who attacked Max are trying to frame me.
I need you to believe me.
Please.
You were always a friend to Max.
Thank you.
I think there may be some sort of conspiracy
within the Viennese establishment.
Wait.
There was an officer hanging around the hospital in his room.
Young chap?
Scrawny?
That's him.
Behaving rather oddly.
I need to track him down.
Oh, and I'll need to borrow some clothes.
What, again?
You need something?
You've taken over Inspector Rheinhardt's investigation?
What is it you've got?
Cigarette butts.
- Hmm. - Found in the woods and also at the casino.
I think I've identified the expensive one.
A Turkish-Egyptian mix.
They sell it at a store on Weihburggasse,
and they are willing to give me their client list.
Hmm.
It's better you leave it with me, Fraulein.
I'll make sure it's followed up.
All right?
I've made an appointment to visit them.
That won't be necessary.
Thank you.
You can go now.
I know what you're going to say.
Numbers were down a little.
It's a warm evening.
People stay in the country.
People have heard about the killings.
It can sometimes feel like a burden, Karner...
all this responsibility on my shoulders.
He would have been very proud of what you've achieved, Fraulein.
He truly loved you.
Everyone's looking for you.
Why are you following me?
I thought this was a conversation we'd better have privately.
Tell me it wasn't you.
What?
You're a good officer.
I like you.
Tell me it wasn't you who betrayed me...
who betrayed us all.
You're under arrest for the murder of Wenzel Thanhofer.
If I'm under arrest...
why are you looking so nervous?
- How much does Mephisto pay you? - Argh!
How much is your conscience worth, huh?
Stop, Meier! It's over!
It was you who framed me.
You killed Wenzel Thanhofer.
Is that why you gunned down Burgstaller's killer?
So we wouldn't be able to question him?
Were you paid to dispose of Carrillo, too?
It must be useful for Mephisto
to have a hired gun in the police force.
Come here. Come here!
What about Max?
Are you responsible for this, too?
You don't know...
what Mephisto can do.
You don't realise.
Who shot him? Tell me.
Tell...
- What the hell is going on? - Um...
An officer gunned down on the street?!
Well...
the situation is worse than we thought.
And look, look what we found on the scene.
It's his.
It's Rheinhardt's.
So, he was there.
He's involved.
What are you going to do?
I want him found.
I want him charged.
I... take over the case...
personally from now on.
We need to find Rheinhardt!
He's at large in the city still, somewhere.
- Get moving. - Sir.
Yes, sir.
What's going on? What's happening?
You heard about Meier?
Yes. Terrible.
Von Bulow has convinced himself that the Inspector is responsible.
What?
- But that's absurd. - Hmm.
Go, go, go!
What will they do?
Search the city until they find him.
I've spent my life observing people, gathering information.
The Inspector has a good heart.
He couldn't have done this.
He's going to need his friends around him.
I need to see the Inspector.
He no longer works here.
He's been suspended.
They know you were on the scene.
They found evidence you had been there.
What is it, Oskar? What's wrong?
Why didn't Mephisto kill me?
He had a clean shot.
He had every opportunity.
Why spare my life
and not the others?
So, they think I'm responsible for Meier's death?
He was in league with Mephisto
and he killed Thanhofer.
We both know it.
Now he's dead, I have no way of proving it.
No way to extract a confession.
I don't know where to turn next.
Somebody wants to see you.
Claims it's urgent.
Last night,
the window was smashed and one of the locks forced open.
They rifled through my papers.
Is anything missing?
Was anything stolen?
Some of my documents and ledgers have gone.
Maybe someone is trying to protect their identity.
You may have been right all along.
Maybe one of the players has a dark secret,
and they think I know about it.
Why choose me?
I'm no longer on active duty.
So I discovered.
You're a wanted man.
The police don't trust you.
Frankly, that means you're the only one I trust right now.
I see. Some of your clients are senior officers.
I'll do everything I can.
But first, I need to understand this game, Fraulein.
Follow me.
It started as a joke.
"Joke"?
Just idle banter between two players.
What would you be prepared to wager if gambling had no limits?
How far would you raise the stakes?
Everyone is looking for the next big rush of excitement.
The next thrill.
And that's how it started.
They had an agreement...
nothing was off the table.
Anyone who takes this token is accepting the rules of the game.
You can wager anything...
possessions, people, titles.
It's for people who have too much of everything...
too much power...
They like to feel an element of risk.
And you have worked out how you can provide it?
I told your friend, I'm an amateur neurologist.
Franz Burgstaller was killed...
because he was about to give away the name of a traitor.
Someone giving vital state secrets to our enemies in Serbia.
Carrillo was involved too, as a messenger, a go-between.
I don't understand. How does it concern me?
A rendezvous...
was planned at this casino.
Carrillo had a token just like this.
We know he was part of this game.
One of the players must be the traitor.
I need you to give me their names.
Ladies and gentlemen, a new gamer will be joining us tonight.
"The Englishman."
We are powerless in fate's hands.
This is "The Actress".
That's what makes it so delicious.
You seem reticent, friend.
This is "The Soldier".
There is no strategy here.
A simple choice, my friend.
Are you going to wager or not?
And this is "The Baron".
Whoever's after me...
they broke in once.
Most likely, they'll return.
I'll protect you, Fraulein,
if I can,
in return for what you have given me here.
Call whenever you need me.
Thank you.
I can't print this.
I'm sorry?
Your piece.
It's worthless to me.
But why?
Too lightweight. No substance.
I expected a piece of serious journalism.
I gave you a big chance, and you squandered it.
But I included everything you asked of me.
Go back to your gossip columns.
You've wasted this opportunity.
Madam Schratt.
Hmm, Herr Friedl.
I've been expecting you.
The Emperor asked me to come.
To express his apologies, no doubt.
He regrets his complaint about your gambling.
I'm sure he does.
That means he plans to visit me tonight?
You've been sent here to check on my mood.
He mentions your grandfather's Votive Mass.
Of course, he will still be attending...
as a gesture of friendship.
Thank you.
One 27mm quick-firing cannon,
two 8mm machine guns.
The weight is seven tonnes, and it has 6.4 horsepower per tonne.
All in all, it has 45 horsepower with a truck engine.
This machine will revolutionise war.
It only has one purpose...
to break the deadlock in a land war,
to drive into the ranks
and scatter them with its firepower.
You won't regret this.
We will change the nature of combat, General.
You don't have to convince me.
From today, we're partners.
Whoever Mephisto is
has access to diplomatic secrets.
All three of the names on the list
are at the centre of political power.
Straub is the most senior military officer in the land,
and Schratt is the Emperor's confidant.
Whatever he knows, surely she knows as well.
And Hertzog...
He has half of Vienna's politicians in his pocket.
We need to find a way to get close to them.
I don't know which of them it is...
The Baron,
The Soldier...
The Actress.
I still can't see the whole picture.
First principles.
Go back to the start.
Examine each scrap of information for what it is.
- Mephisto's a traitor. - Yes.
He's slipping secrets to our enemies.
Burgstaller knew his identity.
Carrillo, too.
They're both dead now.
What else, Max?
What am I missing?
What's the relevance of the casino?
Follow the game.
Interpret the rules.
What happens at the gambling table?
Someone wins. Someone loses.
Yes.
And what else?
Debts are settled.
Money changes hands.
You're missing the point.
You can wager anything.
It's not all about money.
Not that game.
So what is it about, then, exactly?
How are the debts being paid?
You said it yourself.
Mephisto knows everything
before anyone else.
What's the most valuable thing in the world to them?
What do they crave more than money?
Information.
There's a conspiracy in Vienna.
A traitor giving secrets to our enemies.
Code name "Mephisto".
He's responsible for what happened to Max.
He may even be the one who pulled the trigger.
I need your assistance in finding him.
All right.
Paul Hertzog.
You work for him, don't you?
Why? What's he got to do with you?
I need to get close to him...
and you may be my passport.
Yes?
Yes. Everything is in place.
Don't make the mistake of underestimating me.
You may come to regret it.
So, what are we searching for?
Something.
Anything.
You think he's mixed up in this conspiracy?
He might be Mephisto.
He was at the gaming tables,
and he certainly has access to Vienna's secrets.
Wait, Inspector. Look.
An editorial...
dated the day after tomorrow...
about the threat of war with Serbia.
He asked me to write this piece.
So what of it?
Hertzog has altered my position.
What do you mean?
He seems to be calling for war.
He's demanding immediate military action.
He spent the last few years preaching peace.
What made him change his mind, I wonder.
If Max were here, he'd tell us it's not random.
There has to be a cause.
I suppose.
No, think about it.
Think about his methods.
I do little else.
I know we always joke about it,
but let's be serious for a moment.
Max preaches patterns of behaviour
are always deeply ingrained.
What would cause someone like Hertzog
to change his mind so suddenly?
The game.
Someone could exert some pressure on him.
You think, if he were to lose at the tables?
Exactly!
One of the other players might have a hold over him.
Sad day, Fraulein.
Your grandfather was a fine man.
His Excellency will just slip in quietly at the back
during the service.
Very well.
He'll be in civilian clothes,
so that nobody knows he's attending.
He won't have guards,
so his presence won't be too ostentatious.
Hello?
One moment.
Inspector.
There's a telephone call for you.
It's a woman.
Thanks for coming so quickly.
I didn't know where to turn.
He came back again.
- What? - He broke in again.
We found the back door smashed in.
There was glass everywhere.
And this time he left a note for me.
Is there a name on it?
No. It's anonymous.
He wants to meet me in half an hour at the cathedral.
I would have to leave right now.
Oh.
He knows you could identify him.
He can erase himself from the ledgers,
but he needs to erase you, too.
If you go there, you'll be killed, Fraulein.
What should I do?!
Help me, please!
I'll go in your place.
Maybe I can identify him.
Stay here.
Haussmann.
Mephisto's in the cathedral! Hurry!
Why did he choose the cathedral?
Is it because nobody would be armed?
Perhaps the escape routes.
So many of them.
But... where is he, Max?
Why isn't he here yet?
Maybe it was Mephisto who shot you.
It means you're the only one who's seen his face.
Help me!
It has to come from you.
Max, stop playing games. We don't have time.
- Retrace my steps. - What?
In the tunnels that night, what happened?
What did I witness?
- Your face... - Yes.
- You were staring at the gunman. - Yes. And...?
Damn it, Max, spell it out.
You have everything you need to work it out for yourself.
Look at where we are.
You made these rooms.
You brought me here to be with you,
and you filled them with... what?
- Memories. - Yes.
You mean...
the killer is represented in these rooms?
You mean I have a memory of them somehow?
You and I met them before,
the man who shot you.
You recognised him.
Someone from our past.
That's why he had to kill you,
because he knew you'd identified him.
Someone who pledged to destroy the empire.
Someone in league with the Serbians.
Someone who slipped out of our clutches once before.
An unsolved case.
But they told us he was dead.
Kiss!
The Emperor.
This has been a long time coming, Inspector.
They told me you were dead.
I'm not so easy to kill.
I need to pay you back for my friend.
Somehow you knew the Emperor would be here.
Burgstaller provided the weapon.
Carrillo was your go-between.
How many lives are you willing to sacrifice? Huh?
It's your turn now.
Argh!
Ready to join your friend, Inspector?
Give me your hand!
Don't tell anyone we were like this.
The Emperor has sent you his personal congratulations.
You are to be reinstated, of course.
And a letter of commendation will be sent to the Ministry.
The Commissioner will want to write it himself, no doubt.
Hmm.
Absolutely delighted.
Congratulations, Rheinhardt.
I'm...
I just wanted to say, I'm very grateful for your assistance.
You have nothing to fear now.
And your friend?
I can only pray for him.
Mephisto was an old adversary.
One that I first met a few years ago.
A Serbian mercenary.
A fanatic.
He tried to kill the Emperor at the cathedral.
But thanks to you alerting me,
it all came to nothing.
I hope we meet again, Fraulein. Thank you.
Oh, one last thing, Inspector.
I thought you'd like to see this.
- This is you? - Yes. With my father.
Must have been quite a man.
He left me a great legacy.
A vast steel empire worth a fortune.
Every tramline,
every telegraph wire...
every razor and every table knife.
He built this city.
He was Vienna.
Every tramline, every telegraph wire,
every scalpel and razor and table knife.
I built Vienna.
You govern this place, not me.
It's a repository of all your memories.
Agh!
Bruckmuller.
I arrested him for murder.
He was your father?
Died in prison.
I was forced to change my name,
but I wanted to keep his legacy alive in the casino.
Why didn't you tell me anything?
Why didn't you mention it when...?
Christ.
You are Mephisto!
Sometimes your hand is so good,
you want to reveal it to the opponent.
I don't understand.
They paid me in secrets.
And you gave those secrets to the Serbians. Why?
There are only so many bridges that can span the river.
Only so many railroad tracks.
We must expand.
You are trying to start a war.
War is good business.
You won't regret this.
We will change the nature of combat, General.
I see.
You assembled the players.
You let them lose their fortunes and their souls in your game,
and in return, you blackmail them to be a part of your stratagem.
Hertzog will use his newspaper to call for war,
Straub will authorise manufacture,
and Schratt gave your assassin his opportunity.
Kill the Emperor...
and the war is a certainty.
You did well, Inspector.
No.
You wanted me to kill Kiss.
You needed his corpse
to advertise this Serbian aggression to the world.
And you picked me because of a personal grudge.
My father died deprived of his liberty.
A humiliated man.
I just couldn't resist telling you.
You can't hurt me. I'm protected.
Rheinhardt, your part in this isn't over.
Oh, God.
You're in her debt, too?!
And in the woods that day...
it was you.
You are going to be lauded for saving the Emperor
and, when war is declared,
you're going to keep your mouth shut.
What makes you think I'll do that?
You'll need to ask yourself what's important?
The people you love,
or your pride in seeing this case solved?
You're threatening me?
Why not just kill me?
You're a hero.
Our call to arms.
The man who killed the assassin.
You've already sounded the battle cry.
Sometimes we have to accept there are no neat resolutions.
Be happy.
You managed to track down my assassin.
But Mephisto.
Rieger.
There's nothing you can do.
She owns the future.
Finished?
Fetch another.
What's the matter?
What's wrong?
Yes?
I've prepared a eulogy.
What?
A reading.
In case.
- For my funeral? - Mm-hm.
Um...
Want to hear it?
I've been practising it in my head for days.
Yes, of course.
One's own funeral oration.
What a treat.
Up, up, up.
Mm?
Ahem.
The first time I met Max Liebermann,
he irritated me.
And the second time.
And the third.
In fact, every time I met him,
he managed to do that to me.
Max was always right.
As far as he was concerned,
there were no other opinions that mattered.
Whether it was art, music, medicine,
Max knew best,
and the rest of us could, frankly,
keep our mouths shut.
The most arrogant, opinionated,
stubborn man I've ever known.
He couldn't help it.
He was so self-assured
that nothing could shake him from his conviction.
I sound as though I hated him...
don't I?
I didn't.
I loved him.
And I was a better man because I knew him.
Right.
Well, that's very nice.
Very touching.
I hope you get a chance to use it.
I hope I don't.
What did I miss?
Anything?
No, nothing.
You were right here.
*CREDITS*