Moony15: I guess so, yes...
Captn: Great
Moony15: Are you sure you'll really be there?
Captn: Of course, why not?
Moony15:
Well, not that it's a prank after all :/
Captn: What makes you think that?
Moony15:
I've just never met anyone who has this...
Captn: I will definitely be there =)
Moony15: How do I recognize you?
Captn: Wearing a brown leather jacket
And once the iced coffee.
Thank you.
That's not mine.
Yes, of course.
It says "Tommy" on it.
Should I write "Moony15" on it, or what?
I mean, youre not a callboy.
Oh, no. Never mind, its all good.
I'm not into older people.
Yeah, who says that Im into you?
Sorry.
It's all good.
Would you maybe prefer to leave again?
- Sorry.
- No problem at all.
Really?
Didn't you just want to leave?
No idea.
Let it go.
That's mine. Let go.
Not so obvious.
- Hm?
- Well, you can look, but not so...
Not like a stalker.
- I didn't look.
- It's just a joke, okay?
A joke.
How sure are you, actually?
I mean, you're 15, right?
Have you ever had a girlfriend
or a boyfriend?
Yes, both.
But not so well?
Well, yes.
But...
Not the same?
sh*t.
- Maybe I should also go somewhere.
- What do you mean by that?
Yeah, to some kind of counseling center.
Fill out those questionnaires.
What?
Listen: At first, it's just
a questionnaire, okay?
But at some point, they invite
you for an initial meeting.
Do you know where they conduct
initial meetings?
With the psychiatrist or during
an appendix surgery,
before they cut you open to rummage
around inside you.
Hey, you don't need that.
Believe me.
Dude, what should I do
if I get a hit like that?
My d*ck doesn't take orders.
It's simple, you just type into Google:
Genital herpes, a**l fistula.
- And then?
- Then you're definitely not getting an erection anymore.
- Or just watch a Holocaust documentary.
- Woah.
Yeah, what?
a**l fistula
Oh.
Look at him now.
Up here, bam. There, whack, smack, bang.
Are you going to Maja's on Saturday?
Dude, I'm not invited.
Really? Wow.
- Your ex must really hate you, huh?
- Yep, not just him.
f*ck, dude.
Sorry, man.
- Are you going?
- If Jenny is there.
Dude, yeah.
We're going to do spelling again at 5 PM.
Okay, Rambo?
- Okay.
Hey, play properly, dude.
You're always getting yourself k*lled.
- Just leave me alone.
- I want to fight you. This is bullshit, man.
Hey.
What do you want?
Huh? Are you playing without a power split?
Yeah. We're mainly playing without you.
Playing without a power split is crap.
Go away, I can't see anything.
Go play with Barbie or Lego again, okay?
I need to take a crap.
Do you want to play single-player?
No, it's fine.
Wow, dude, Thai curry of death.
Have fun.
Thanks, brother.
Can we play a round?
I think Sebbo is coming back soon.
Oh wow. You want to die?
Oh h*, not bad.
- Haha.
- Wow, what a combo.
Now. Wham.
- f*ck, f*ck, f*ck.
- Another round?
So, did you get yourself ready?
No way, man, not at all.
- But he's really not bad.
- Come on, give it.
No, I want to play another round.
- Hey.
Give it now.
Hey, dude.
- Ah, man.
Give it now.
- No.
What did I say, huh?
- You didn't say sh*t. Ouch!
That you shouldn't steal my stuff.
- Oh, man. Ah.
You always have to exaggerate. Always.
Really cheeky, that little one, huh?
Come on, let's do a power split.
Yeah, yeah, for sure. For sure.
Prevention project for youth, good day.
- Hello?
- Hey.
Hey.
Take your time, you can take
a moment to breathe.
But can I ask you something first?
We are a project for youth.
So I need to know how old you are.
Uh, I'm 15.
Great. Could you briefly explain to me
why you're calling us?
So... This isn't being recorded, right?
No, no. Anonymity is very important here.
We won't share anything.
Uh...
So, the thing is... I wanted to talk about
something like this, you know.
Mhm.
- And this has been going on for a while now...
- Hm.
- It's been going on for quite some time.
- Mhm.
- Uh...
- I understand.
It's very brave of you to call us.
Not many people can manage that.
If you're finding it difficult,
I can offer you a conversation
with a therapist.
- A therapist?
- Mhm. Yes, exactly.
We offer what are called
exploration conversations.
You can think of it as a Q&A session.
And its primarily about whats
been on your mind.
After that, we can think about
how we can help you.
But of course, this is all voluntary
But yes, my sister is usually
with her boyfriend.
Okay, and what is your mother doing?
Good question.
Well, shes currently looking for a job.
Actually, Im looking for one for her.
- You?
- Yes.
Sounds like a role reversal, right?
Yeah, I have no idea.
- I have another question.
- Sure.
Why did you meet with me again?
Well, you don't have anyone
else to talk to, right?
Just for talking?
Just for talking, yes.
Okay, listen, Ill be completely honest.
I have enough other people I can
call when it comes to that.
Is that one of your guys?
Oh no, that's my son.
- Are you married?
- Yes.
Actually mainly because of our son.
Wow, I wouldn't have thought
that you have kids.
Why?
Sorry.
- Tell me more about the boy.
- Which boy?
The one you are in love with.
Huh? I'm not in love.
But not here, right?
No.
He's sweet, really.
I can totally understand you.
Yes, but that's so stupid.
He's in second grade.
In f*cking second grade.
In elementary school.
He's currently learning
multiplication or...
how to write subordinate clauses.
I don't think that's stupid, really.
- Can I ask you something?
- Sure.
- So if it's okay?
- Absolutely, ask away.
Well, I sometimes watch
things like that too.
So, no idea right now.
Well, at least not such extreme things.
I don't know if that's still okay.
You would need to give me an example.
- A picture?
- Yes, of course.
- Are you sure?
- Come on, let's go.
Like something, for example.
It's simple: child p*rn*graphy.
Look.
Child p*rn*graphy.
Vacation photo.
Child p*rn*graphy.
And vacation photo.
That makes absolutely no sense.
Exactly. That makes absolutely no sense.
Mom.
Mom?
Yes?
How was it?
- What do you mean?
- The job interview.
- Yes.
- But you were there already, right?
- Oh man, mom.
- I can't speak English.
How do you know that if you
weren't there? Mom.
Mom, of course you can.
- What is that?
- Ms. Hanke?
Please take a seat.
- Yes, maybe another time.
- Please.
- Thank you for coming, Ms. Hanke.
- Yes, thank you.
Excuse me?
- Thank you.
- Okay.
So, maybe you can tell us why
you want to work here?
Just in a few words.
- Yes, I like working with people.
- You ... what?
Oh, I can't do this.
Oh, mom, you are overqualified for the job.
I know, it's meant well.
Thank you for your time.
Hey, that's so perfect.
- It looks really cool.
Dude, I need to come up
with something crazy.
- For your 16th, right?
- No, it's fine.
- Can you print weapons?
- Uff.
- Theoretically, yes.
- Crazy.
Yeah, but I mostly print stuff for home.
Hey, give it here.
How long did you work on it?
Not long. I had to remake the nose;
it looked ugly.
The mouth, the ears.
- So basically everything.
- Funny, bro, funny.
Did you show Gabo our electric chair?
- No.
Do you want to see an electric chair?
We cleared out at Grandpa Jrn's last week.
Do you want to see?
Okay, yeah.
Do you really have one?
- Thats an old dentist chair.
A lot of people have actually died on that.
- Really?
- Yeah.
Ew.
So...
I sometimes wonder what it would be like.
Not anything too crazy or anything.
Just normal stuff.
Going to the movies together.
Eating something.
- A little making out.
- Sounds nice.
But only in my fantasy.
So I would never really do anything.
I would never do anything bad.
He doesnt deserve that.
Going to the movies, spending time,
that doesnt sound so bad.
It actually sounds more
like friendship, right?
That would be nice.
So do it then.
Can I pay this time?
Yes. This time you pay.
David Luchner?
Yeah, or just Dave.
Okay?
By the way, I'm Gabo.
- So, are you ready?
- Sure.
Traffic light.
1:0 for Gabo!
No idea how it will be in a few years.
But I cant imagine it being over,
that I wont have feelings for him anymore,
when hes older.
But Im scared that it will
one day be like that,
that it will eventually go away.
Does that make any sense?
Youre just really in love for
the first time, right?
No idea.
Ive never had that.
Well, not like this.
Dont let anyone take that feeling
from you, okay? Ever.
You wont get it back so quickly.
Are you actually in love with me?
Well, I think youre incredibly sweet.
Intelligent, cheeky.
Yeah, I like you.
Thats your game, isnt it?
Luring me into such a dark forest first,
then giving compliments.
You wanted to go somewhere where
you can talk in peace, right?
Just kidding.
Whats happening?
Should I take it away again?
How would you feel if I gave
you a blow job?
Without kissing at all. I promise.
Well...
Youve already got your hand
in my crotch anyway.
84-year-old Hans from Mainz...
... has hooked the 11 years
younger Gisela.
Here at the senior dance.
I looked around a bit here.
And suddenly discovered this lady...
Mom?
Mom.
- Mom!
- What?
What... What... Whats going on?
- Did something happen?
- You stopped breathing.
What? Come on, are you out of your mind?
You didnt breathe.
Honestly, youll be the death of me.
Dave: So, did you spend the night
dreaming about him again?
Yes
Dave: It's nice =)
Pff.
- Hey.
- Hey.
- Did your boyfriend kick you out?
- Haha.
- At least I have one.
- Hahaha.
Tell me, Gabo.
Did anyone hear that yesterday?
- Your screaming?
- Yeah, did anyone hear it?
Yes, it was heard.
Okay, but you didnt even want to see if...
If everything was okay?
What happened?
- Mom has some breathing episodes.
- I know.
- You know that?
- Yeah, its sleep apnea.
Yeah, but it can lead to depression,
stroke, high blood pressure.
I think she has other problems.
- And what if she has a stroke?
- What?
Yeah, whatever.
Yeah, I didnt want to annoy you either.
Oh, Gabo.
- Oh, Gabo.
- F...
What a load of crap.
Backbone.
Sam3000
Follows you now
- Yo, do you want to play later?
- Hmm, definitely.
- At your place?
- Of course.
Sam, do you want to give it a try?
What is that?
- Wasabi. Super delicious.
- Whats up?
Sebbo sent me a video like that. Of Sam.
Uh, uh.
Ouch, that hurts.
- So what? Does it taste good?
Sweet.
Whats going on?
Oh my God. Is it spicy or what?
What is that?
Just let it be.
Never done it before?
My ex always wanted to, but...
I was never really ready for it.
One is never really ready for it.
You dont need to be afraid, really.
It hurts a little at first, but then...
Bam. Trust me.
Its the best feeling in the world.
- No.
- Oh, come on.
Do we want to stay in foreplay forever?
Drive 20 km/h on the highway?
Or be a soldier and never go to w*r?
So?
Okay.
Do you want to take it in your hand?
- No.
- But its okay for you to spray your unborn in my mouth?
Oh, its fine.
- Like this?
- Oh, okay.
Its good.
Okay.
Come on, lie down.
I dont know.
f*ck. Sorry.
Its all good.
Thats completely normal afterwards,
believe me.
Thursday at "Henry's"? 8 PM?
Yeah, Ill text you again.
Sam, do you want to try it?
What is that?
Wasabi. Super delicious. Come on.
Uh, uh.
Ouch, that hurts.
- So what? Does it taste good?
Whats going on? Is it spicy?
Do you want something to drink already?
Hmm?
Oh, no. Im still waiting for someone.
Take your time.
Message to Dave:
Hey, I'm here. Where are you?
You are connected to Bluebelt Lights,
David Luchner.
I am not available,
but feel free to leave me a message.
Hey, its me, Gabo.
I hope youre not mad that
Im calling you now.
But you havent reached
out in about a week.
And... well, I just wanted
to talk to you again.
So just talking.
Unless youre out with one
of the others right now.
Yeah...
But dont ghost me.
Thats kind of not fair.
The special thing here,
when comparing it to other contemporaries:
He doesnt paint in depth, its all black,
he only paints the foreground.
And this runs through all his works, yeah?
Even here, yeah...
the picture isnt localized.
g*y.
Hey, shut up.
So, what is this down here?
Look at the toes. What stands out?
They are really dirty.
Yes, that's right.
That's such a realistic detail, isnt it?
The dirty nails.
Well seen.
What idiots we have in our class.
That they are still talking
h*m* bullshit.
Yeah, it wasn't that bad.
- No, Gabo, you need to defend yourself.
- It's okay.
Oh, by the way, I have a job for you.
- A job?
- Yes, so:
My mom wants to give two 3-D figures
to my grandpa Jrn.
One from me, one from Sam.
- Okay?
- Dude.
If you play your cards right,
you'll get a hundred from my mom, okay?
Okay.
Where have you been? I tried to call you.
Is your battery dead?
- What's going on?
- Id like to know too.
- Yes.
- There are people here.
They are Gabriel Hanke?
Yes. Or Gabo.
I am Elisabeth Juhasz.
- Hello.
- Hi.
This is my colleague, Sven Heister.
We are from the criminal police.
May I address you informally?
- Yes.
- You go to the Rosa Luxemburg School, 10th grade?
- Yes.
- Did he do anything?
No, don't worry.
It's more that we need
your help with a case.
Do you think you could help us?
Yes?
- Go over there, that's really rude.
- Yes.
Have you seen this person before?
No. I don't think so.
Are you sure?
- Yes.
- Who is that?
That's David Luchner.
The parents of a 14-year-old have
filed a report with us.
Due to suspicions of sexual abuse.
We now assume that there are more victims.
So, other teenagers he might have met.
What does my son have to do with this?
We have analyzed the connection data
of the accused.
and found out with whom he had
contact in the last few months.
Yes, so you know this man?
Uhm... Can I see the picture again?
Yes, of course. Thank you.
Uhm... Yes, actually.
We met there for an internship.
For a school internship?
Yes, for the next semester, basically.
Why didnt you tell me this?
You didnt tell your mother anything?
Yeah, in the end,
nothing came of it anyway.
Okay.
Good.
I would be grateful to both of you
if you could by the end of the week.
come to our precinct,
to officially take the statement again.
That would help us a lot.
Of course.
Do you really want to delete
the contact and all messages?
f*ck.
When Grandpa Jrn sees this,
he's going to freak out.
- He will freak out.
- Yeah, chill out.
No, you know how happy he will be?
I'll go get Sam, okay?
Sam!
Sam.
Hey, don't be such a sissy right now.
- What's wrong?
- He's freaking out because I hid his cap.
Hey, Gabo came all this way
just to do this with us.
A little bit trashy, right?
- Hi, Gabo.
- Hey.
Whoa. Something stinks here?
Ugh.
Ugh. I really think Im gonna vomit.
Uh.
Oh, it's you.
- Can we start?
- Okay.
Look, you need to stand here.
Then do it like this.
Now take a deep breath.
Look to the left.
Perfect.
And now stay like that.
Oh, sh*t.
Sebbo, could you please come here?
- Can you manage without me?
- sh*t.
- Sure.
Sebbo.
- Yes!
Stay like that, okay? Don't move.
Wait a minute, idea.
Where was it?
So, look to the left again.
Where was it?
Thank you, boss.
Perfect.
And hop.
We need to go this way.
And now please turn left here.
Okay, Gabo.
Can you tell me again
why you ultimately didn't
accept the internship?
- I wanted to do product development.
- Okay.
So how to create prototypes,
3-D modeling and, um...
Okay, and that wasn't possible at Bluebelt?
No.
Is the man now in custody
or in pretrial detention?
Unfortunately, the judge rejected that.
Tsk.
Well, the report was also filed
by the boy's parents.
The 14-year-old himself refuses
to give a statement.
At least so far.
Mrs. Hanke, it is customary for us,
to conduct part of the interrogation
with minors alone.
That won't take long,
so about ten to fifteen minutes.
You want me to leave now?
- I'll call you back in shortly.
But I can also stay.
That is correct, yes.
Good.
Good.
Gabo.
Did you have the impression at any time,
that Mr. Luchner wanted more from you?
No, not that I know of.
Did he ever make you any sexual offers?
And that he met with other boys,
did you hear anything about that?
As I said, I don't know him that well.
- So no?
- No.
Okay, Gabo...
I'll be completely honest now.
I dont think there was an interview.
How did you come to that conclusion?
Im sorry if this is uncomfortable
for you right now.
You are connected to Bluebelt Lights,
David Luchner.
I can't be reached,
but feel free to leave me a message.
Hey, its me, Gabo.
I hope youre not mad that Im calling.
But you havent reached out in a week.
And... well, I just wanted to talk again.
Just talk.
Unless you're with one of the others.
Yeah...
But dont ghost me.
Thats kind of not fair.
It's really important that
you tell me the truth.
Dont I have a right to
refuse or something?
I dont have to say anything
if I dont want to.
Only if your statement would
incriminate yourself.
And thats not the case here, is it?
No.
So I don't know the others.
I dont know how they look or anything.
- Are you sure?
- Yes.
Man, Mom, wait a minute.
Nothing happened, okay?
The man knows exactly which buttons
to press with 15-year-olds.
Please calm down.
Do you think anyone wants
that for their son?
I dont know whats going
on with anyone's son.
But nothing happened to me.
Well then let's just go to Tessa's sister.
- What? No.
- She also has teenagers in her practice.
Huh? I said no.
- You have to talk to someone, and if not with me...
- Man, Mom!
If you want to help me, then just listen.
Okay, fine.
Then I'll keep my mouth shut.
So, what do you want to tell me?
So nothing?
Gabo?
Gabo.
White noise on the stereo
My mind in a loop
Before I know
The years will come and go
And you will feel
All kinds of things
Please tell me everything
Some rainy day
Reflections of the neon lights
Will lure you
Into streets of concrete jungles
Late at night.
Mom said you also talked on the phone.
- Why are you asking me then?
- Man, can we not talk normally?
- Normal activated.
- You dont want to talk about it with Mom, okay.
But it's obvious that something happened
and youre not talking about it.
I...
I don't want you to... get hurt, Bobo.
- Bobo? Are you serious?
- What do you mean?
Emi, did you miss something?
I'm not 12 anymore.
Man, it affects me just as much as Mom.
- Mom?
- Yes, Mom.
Do you know how many times
she called last week?
- Just block her.
- You don't block people.
- Thats part of it if you don't want to be 12 anymore.
- What?
Who is always there for her?
If she cant cope?
Right, its me. And now youre
acting like a big sister.
Because I am your big sister.
Anything else?
Hey.
I know you're feeling something
But you tell me nothing Not yet...
sexual abuse
I understand nothing...
Does the boy maybe look familiar to you?
Hmm, no.
Maybe seen in a photo?
- No.
- Does the name Frederic Lencer mean anything to you?
Or Freddy?
Freddy Lencer?
No.
Okay.
- Why? Who is that?
The boy whose parents filed the report.
Oh man.
We have in Mr. Luchner's cloud
found some other pictures as well.
Especially family photos, but ...
... also pictures of other teenagers
and children.
We don't know where the pictures come from,
but I thought,
maybe you can tell me if you recognize
anyone in there.
Okay?
- Good.
So...
Hmm... No.
Okay.
No.
Okay.
Um, no.
No?
Okay.
Can I see it again?
Yes.
But that's...
Isn't that Sebbo's brother?
Really?
- Yes.
- Yes, yes, that's true.
- Yes?
Do you know the boy?
- Yes.
But he is only eight.
Can you give me a name?
Um, what's his name?
- Sam.
- So, Sam Makowski.
- Sam Makowski.
God, how awful.
Gabo!
Wait a minute.
I got it.
- What's up with VoWi?
- Are you telling Meinhardt I'm out?
- Is everything okay?
- No, man.
What's wrong?
Okay. It's about my brother.
- Yesterday a guy from the criminal police was at our place.
- What?
Yeah, a guy had a photo of Sam
on his PC, a pedophile.
- f*ck.
- Yeah, man.
- But is Sam okay?
- Yeah. I don't know, I think so.
Hey, I'll tell you everything
tomorrow, okay?
- Yeah, sure.
- I have to go.
Mom, are you going?
Good morning, Gabo.
Hey.
Morning.
- Morning.
Morning.
We need to take your phone
with us to the precinct.
I'm sorry, but we assume
that we will find chats or contacts
that are relevant to the investigation.
Is this about this Sam?
I have a court order here.
Do you have it with you right now?
- No, but I will go get it quickly.
- Ill come with you.
Hey.
Whats up?
- Whats up with your phone?
- Im getting it repaired right now.
Okay.
Hey, lets go to Holzi.
- We have class.
- Dude, come on.
Whats going on?
- Come on now.
- What?
Why didnt you say that you know the guy?
- I dont know him.
- Hey, I know that you know him.
I dont know him.
I met him for an internship.
- Your mom says otherwise.
- My mom?
She called us yesterday.
Hey, do you know that my mom sometimes
talks really crazy nonsense?
That climate change doesnt exist.
- What are you talking about?
- Man, I mean, she just...
But you know the guy.
I have no idea, yes.
- Did he want something from you too?
- What?
No. I met him twice.
- Dont make a big deal out of it.
- A big deal?
He takes pictures of my brother
as a wank material.
- What can I do about the stupid photos?
- I dont know either!
Man, but...
Is Sam okay?
I have no idea. I think so.
- He thinks that guy is somehow doing scams.
- f*ck.
Hey, let's skip today.
A little distraction.
I wonder how he got to Sam.
That guy lives in another f*cking city.
I don't know.
Where does he know Sam from?
Well... I have no idea.
It could be that he has the photos
from Instagram.
Instagram?
Yeah, so he asked me for my Instagram.
I gave it to him, and then
he probably saw who I follow.
No, that can't be it.
I checked Sam's Instagram,
he didn't post the photo.
Okay.
I mean...
Did you accidentally send him photos?
Dude, what do you want?
I told you everything, okay?
What else should I say?
I have no idea if you're
telling everything.
You arent saying that you know that freak,
are you?
Even though you know exactly...
- Ask Sam where he got the pictures from.
Leave Sam out of this mess, okay?
I have no idea what happened
between you and that guy.
But leave Sam out of it!
Has someone messed with your head?
Are you on your period?
Son of a b*tch.
Paranoid.
f*ck.
Mom?
Mom!
- Yes?
- Are you enjoying this?
- What are you talking about?
- Do you want to ruin my shitty life?
I'll have an accident if you keep
screaming like that.
Yeah, do that! Then no one will
come to your funeral!
Because you're a piece of sh*t!
If you want to talk to me,
get in touch with my lawyer: Huler-Roth.
- What happened?
- I'm sorry for bringing you into this.
But I can't talk to you.
Did something happen to the other one?
No, nothing. Nothing special.
Gabo, what is supposed to have happened?
They confiscated my phone!
I didn't tell them anything.
Neither did I.
If they cant make any progress,
they will focus on you.
They will keep asking questions until
they know everything about me.
And about you too, okay? Do you understand?
I'm sorry, my dear.
No results found.
- Freddy?
- Yes?
Hi, Im Gabo.
Which school do you actually go to?
Max Beckmann.
Max Beckmann?
Isnt that a really posh school?
Yes, my parents wanted me to go there.
How are they dealing with it?
They're totally losing it.
What about yours?
Yes, for weeks.
Really crazy.
I think they would like me to...
put me in a psychiatric hospital because
of the whole Dave thing.
How do you actually know his name?
I mean Daves?
He told me the first time.
The first time?
Yes, so when we first met.
So...
Did he...
No. You?
No, not at all.
Well, he has told me a few times...
You know.
Me too.
And how do they actually have sex?
I mean the ducks.
They definitely have pretty
disgusting tails.
Like little screws.
- A bit like Dave.
- Yeah.
Hey, he really looked strange.
Did you also...
sh*t.
Yeah, it wasn't so bad.
Well, it tastes a bit weird, but...
Really? I find that totally crazy.
He asked me too, but...
Woah, no way.
Yeah, well.
If he does it to me,
I have to do it to him too.
Did you tell them about it?
Who now? The cops?
Tss. I'm not stupid.
You?
Yeah, everything.
What everything?
Everything we've done.
Crazy.
That felt really good.
Just talking about it.
Let it all out.
And afterwards, they stopped asking questions.
- Yeah, and your parents?
- Mrs. Juhasz has confidentiality.
- She can't tell them about it.
- That woman, man.
- Total nag.
- Like from a "crime scene" show.
But as I said...
It really felt good.
Really.
As soon as I take care of the paperwork.
Do you have your ID and
the documents with you?
Are they in the envelope?
- Yes.
- Can I see?
I'm off then.
- Mhm.
My wallet.
Hey.
I have a sandwich ice cream.
I left it in the fridge, if you want.
Okay, cool.
It's a real shame that we somehow...
that we didn't see each other
over the weekend.
Yeah, maybe next time.
Totally.
Do you actually have your phone back?
- No.
- That's so crazy.
- Seriously, those are such bullshit cops.
- Tss.
Ill get it back next Monday.
I just don't feel like dealing
with it anymore.
I don't want anything to do
with all this crap anymore.
With that guy?
With all of it, you know.
Hm.
- Dude.
- Hm.
- Ugh.
- Whats wrong?
- You're disgusting.
- What else should I do?
- That's kind of disgusting.
- So what?
Something more happened, right?
Yes, what I told you.
There was more.
Everything wasnt really that bad.
Dude, you're almost crying.
Yeah, it's just stressful right now.
With school and everything.
- I'm going to sleep now.
- Yeah.
Good night.
f*ck.
Missed call
Everything okay?
How's it going?
Have you finished my figure yet?
This is so intense right now.
But its not our school, right?
Its someone from Max-Beckmann.
It was someone from Max-Beckmann.
- Is he dead?
His mother apparently found him
with foam at the mouth.
He wasnt breathing.
- Really?
Hey, hes not dead, right?
Hes in the hospital.
He took an entire pack of pills.
But accidentally?
- Yeah, exactly, accidentally.
Crazy.
Leni says they had to remove his stomach.
Removed?
- But hes still alive?
I dont know. But
WE'RE THINKING OF YOU!
Does anyone have contact with his mom?
What are you doing here?
At the trade fair? In 2 hours?
Man, man, Gabo, hey.
But nobody knows youre here, right?
- No.
- Are you sure?
Yes.
Have you heard about it?
I mean about the boy.
My lawyer called this morning.
Do you think he wanted to harm himself?
With everything he swallowed?
Yes.
But why? I mean, why did he do that?
- f*ck.
- Should I be honest?
Im not surprised by the whole thing.
They called the boy
to the police six times.
You dont know Freddy, but that was,
yeah, way too much for him.
Especially you dont know his parents.
They withdrew the charges.
Now theyve got it.
What have you all been up to?
Going swimming, eating out,
sometimes more.
Like blowjobs?
Yeah. It's my specialty, right?
Him too?
No, he didn't want to.
- No?
- No.
Why do you ask that?
- I dont know, I...
- What?
What dont you know?
Never mind.
You know, I think Freddy was
struggling with depression.
- What?
- Let me show you something.
Here.
I thought they had taken it away.
Yeah, they took a phone away, yeah.
I told him to confide in a teacher
or find a therapist.
He wrote me that, we had already met.
Here:
"I dont want a therapist.
Dave, Id rather have someone...
Someone like you."
I would have never thought he would
do something like that.
How are you feeling about all this?
Not so good?
Hey, look, this...
will probably take a few months, right?
But then youll tell me everything, okay?
Tell me everything that happened.
My lawyer says the case will
definitely be dropped.
But itll just take two or three months.
If Im not too old for you then?
Not bad.
Um... Do you need me to drop
you off somewhere, or...
No, it's fine.
Okay. Take care, alright?
Gabo?
Yes?
Gabo, you have a visitor.
Yeah.
Hey, Gabo.
Hey.
Come in.
- What are you doing here?
- Oh my God.
- Does Sebbo know youre here?
- Hes a jerk.
- So nobody knows youre here?
- No.
This turned out so good.
Hey, Sam, this is sh*t, okay?
Come on, lets go.
Wait, I need to quickly take a photo.
Man, Sam, whats going on with you?
Hey, this is crap. Come on.
Lets go.
Whats going on here?
- Hey, Sebbo.
- Do you have dementia or something?
- What did I say?
- Are you going to hit me?
- Did he do something?
- What?
Did you do something?
Any perverted pictures?
Is it my fault if hes following me around?
- What are you rambling about?
- Hes getting on my nerves!
Not the other way around.
No wonder, considering how
awful you are to him.
- Get lost.
- Cant you talk, you piece of trash?
Are you crying now? Huh? Huh?
You dont know the sh*t
thats happened to me.
So actually, its like this,
that you cant make
a statement anonymously.
So if you want to report
someone for a crime.
You have to give the person the chance
to defend themselves.
- Do you understand, Gabo?
- Yes.
But as I said, the case was dropped.
Unfortunately,
my hands are tied in this context.
If you have something,
you need to talk to the prosecutor.
Without further evidence, the case will
be filed away in the coming weeks.
Mr. Hanke?
Jger is my name.
Do you want to come with me?
Do you need another break?
No, everything's fine.
So let me summarize again:
You did so in June of this year.
Met Mr. Luchner, right?
After the first sexual contact.
You also continued to meet with him.
- Yes.
- But you said that you never really liked it.
Yes.
Well, I don't know.
Was there a specific reason,
why you continued to meet Mr. Luchner?
He was just very nice.
Until it eventually came to the
alleged as*ault in the hotel?
Yes.
Do you know what you said when
he suggested to continue?
No, I don't remember anymore.
Did you give your consent?
Or did you object?
I don't know.
At first I said no.
But then he applied pressure:
I should think of him too.
What he wants.
And how did you respond?
In a way, not at all.
So, I didn't respond.
He just went ahead and did it.
What we have now, Mr. Hanke,
is a very accurate,
strong eyewitness statement.
Yours. That's very, very good.
Okay.
Is there any recording of that evening?
A conversation, a chat,
where that evening was discussed?
- No.
- A diary entry?
- What... what does that mean now?
- Well...
The next step would be
a credibility assessment.
and the questioning of the accused.
But we shouldn't set our hopes too high.
It's still a circumstantial evidence case
with one witness.
If there's anything that could
help us, then...
Is there something?
Well, there's also that phone.
- From Dave.
- What would we find on that?
Quite a lot.
Mhm.
- So all the chats.
- Chats with the other teenagers?
Chats with you?
Why isn't he getting out?
- Are you going to text him again?
- Just...
Just write to him: "I'm here now,"
that's enough.
Okay?
Yeah, perfect.
Okay, don't answer yet.
Sven?
- Ersoy and Schwarze, coming.
Okay, we're making contact.
You can't do anything wrong, okay?
Just keep him on the phone
until the colleagues arrive.
- And if he hangs up?
- Then the phone unlocking is almost impossible.
In one minute, it will all be over.
Hey, hey, Dave.
Yeah. Hey.
Where are you?
Um, I'm currently at the restaurant.
Yeah, okay, but which one?
Over there at Wendelsweg. At McDonald's.
I thought we were going to the Greek place.
What's up?
sh*t.
Are you high or what?
Im not high.
Okay, but who is coming to whom?
How did you...
Police! Attention!
- Down!
Do you have the phone? The phone?
Do you have the phone? Yes?
Is it unlocked?
- Mhm.
Okay.
Well done.
Turn around.
I mean, he has bored me
to death the whole time.
Scribbled on his pad,
that surely didn't work.
Yes, this time you will
get the job 100 percent.
What was that position?
Oh man, Emi, that's too loud.
Sorry, yeah.
- Really.
- Human Resources.
- 100 percent.
- That's cool.
Yeah, well see, I think.
Emi. Emi, come.
What is it?
- Not in the mood for that.
Okay, one more, come on.
You're so disgusting.
Yes, Elisabeth Juhasz here.
I would like to speak to Gabo.
If he could call me back...
Yes, hello?
What?
What does that mean, criminally relevant?
I dont understand.
Gabo, come here, come here.
Yeah, half past three?
Yes, we can make that.
Yes, hes here. Yes.
This is the police.
- Hello?
- Gabo, hey.
I would like to ask you,
to come to the station with your mother.
- Okay.
- We found your chats on Luchner's phone.
So the chats that are about Sam Makowski.
- You know what this is about, right?
- Yes.
You are not being accused,
but we need to check,
whether a crime has been committed
or is being committed.
Do you understand?
- Okay.
- Good.
Man, Mom, you really dont
have to come along.
I'm not letting you go to the police alone.
I wrote some crap there.
The other students write much worse things.
- Ask Sebbo.
- You're just messing with me from start to finish.
You dont even know whats in there.
But then please tell me.
Gabo, just tell me.
What's it say?
Hm?
Then Ms. Juhasz will just
have to tell me now.
And then I won't protect
you if they report you.
- I can drive too, Mom.
- Hey, report? What are you talking about?
Come in!
- That won't help.
Get in this car damn it.
- Mom.
Damn it, what's wrong with you?
You stupid, stupid kid!
Mom, come on! Are you completely crazy?
Get in the car.
- Yes, I will do that too.
Everything okay? Hm?
Everything okay? I am...
Mom. Hey. Mom! Mom!
Wow! Really wow!
Okay. Okay, forget it.
Gabo, forget it, okay?
Hey, dont cry. Its all right.
Its not your fault. Okay? We...
I am pe...
- What?
- I am a pedophile.
What?
I cant take it anymore, Emi.
I...
I can't take it anymore.
I can't take it anymore.
Oh f*ck.
I can't take it anymore.
Oh come on.
What do you think?
Uh...
That is...
That's intense.
And about me?
What do you think about me?
That...
That...
You remain my brother.
Okay.
Okay.
So clear.
- You remain Bobo.
- Yes.
Yes?
I love you.
Okay? I still love you.
Come here.
It's okay. It's okay.
It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
It's okay. I know, I know.
Gabo?
Should we then?
Did you also
talk to Sam's parents?
I wanted to
first talk to you.
Only if there is a suspicion,
would we also
initiate investigations.
In other words: Only then would we also
question all other parties involved.
Okay.
Good.
The chat transcripts
that we have here,
so ...
period from July to October ...
suggest that you had quite a lot of contact
with Sam during this time.
Yes?
In the chats, however,
very explicit
sexual acts
involving the boy are described.
What? I didn't do anything?
Gabo.
You are not being accused of anything.
Not yet.
Otherwise, the matter would have been
with the public prosecutor long ago.
What did I write?
- The exact wording?
- Yes.
Good.
So on August 15th,
Capt'n, Mr. Luchner, writes:
"Tell me about it."
In response, "Moony15" says:
"I can't really remember anymore."
Now comes a monkey
that covers its eyes.
"I was still playing games at Sebbos,
but then Sam also came.
I keep thinking about
how we touched each other.
His leg against my leg.
It all felt
so warm in a way.
I dont know if its right
that we are so close.
But its just the most beautiful feeling."
Now three purple hearts appear.
Should I show it to you?
Would you rather read it yourself?
- No.
- Okay.
"September 5th."
Mr. Luchner writes:
"What are you thinking about?"
"Moony15":
"How we
lie together on his bed.
I stroke his chest,
making him get goosebumps.
Then I take his nipple
in my mouth and bite it, very lightly.
Then the other hand
between his legs ...
until he is hard."
And then continued:
"I want to see how he comes
for the first time in his life,
how it splashes out.
Want to be the one
who swallows his first sperm."
Now a few splashes of water come.
I just wrote something there.
Some bullshit.
That's just how guys write.
But nothing happened there,
Mrs. Juhasz.
Those two just...
They just wrestled,
and then...
Then Sam somehow
bumped against my hip.
That was all.
- Did anything else happen after you touched each other?
- No.
- That was all?
- Yes, of course.
Did you ever make him any
offers? Send pictures?
- Pictures?
- Intimate pictures, for example?
- No.
- Gabo?
Gabo.
It's very important that you
tell me the truth now.
We can verify this
if necessary.
Mrs. Juhasz,
I didn't do anything.
Really.
They are just fantasies.
But everyone has
some fantasies.
That doesn't mean
I would do anything.
I mean, what am I supposed to
do to prove it?
I can only ...
well, do nothing.
Yes.
All I can do ...
is to do nothing.
Mom?
Hello.
- Hello.
- Yes.
Can you say something?
What am I supposed to say?
Can you please look at me?
Mom.
What?
What's wrong?
Do you hate me?
What kind of question is that?
Do you think it would affect me
if I hated you?
So? What did Sam say?
He doesn't know if he posted the photo
on Insta or not.
He just uploads every crap.
No style, that boy.
That was
quite a shitty move.
- Yeah, I overreacted a bit.
- A bit?
That was super creepy
with that guy,
that you chill with Sam like that.
I'm the better brother.
I'm really sorry.
About all that crap.
It's okay.
Well...
Let's just talk more ...
you know, talk.
This is your daily ID.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
Come over here.
- Hello.
Name, address, and a signature.
- Arms apart.
The judge will inform you
about your duties and rights
and then ask you a few things
about yourself:
Name, age,
which school you go to,
and of course about the case itself.
The defendant
will sit with his back to you
during your testimony.
Unless you want to see him.
No, it's fine.
Do you have any questions?
Thank you.
You may take a seat; you will be called.
- Great, thanks.
Phew.
It will be fine.