01x06 - The Küchlers

[bunniefuu]

[Wanda, voiceover]
They say that grief has five stages.

DAY 97

Denial, anger, bargaining,
depression, and, finally,

acceptance.

But I don't think "stages" is quite right.

They're more like levels,
like in a computer game.

You can only move up to level two

once you've completed level one.

Some people get stuck
on a certain level forever

because it's so hard.

Like Rainbow Road in Mario Kart.

What kind of psycho came up with that?

["Mania", Alice Merton]



Everything's fine.

It's merely a misunderstanding.

I'm sure they're just normal,
regular folks

and once they get back,
we'll sort this out.

[scoffs] Normal? You think?

Normal. Seriously, Dedo?

They have a secret bunker
in their backyard.

And then their little girl
very nearly shot you.

With a crossbow.

According to the Internet,
they're scouring the woods for...

for their next victim.

Carlotta, you don't believe
these people are cannibals.

[scoffs] Yeah.

Three months ago,
I wouldn't have believed that, Dedo.

[sighs]
But then I also wouldn't have believed

that my therapist has her husband
wear a balaclava,

so she can pretend that
she's having sex with a burglar.

Or that my brother

would get a tiger as a pet.

And, well,
I would never have believed that...

[sighs]

...that our daughter would just disappear.

And I definitely wouldn't have believed
that, for months,

my husband could lie straight to my face.

[sighs]

Give me your cell phone.

W... Why?

What's your plan?

I'll phone the police.

They'll get us out of here.

Ah. No reception. Perfect.

Yeah. These walls are serious.

I bet they're even lead-lined.
Pretty impressive, really.

[sighs]

Ah-ha! Jackpot.

Kind of romantic, right?

Don't you dare.

They must be preppers, huh?

[Carlotta] They must be what?

Preppers.

Those people who think
the apocalypse is near.

Yeah.

Wish it would just start already.

[Dedo chuckles]
I used to work with a prepper.

Excellent plasterer.

We found out he used
to drink his own urine.

[knocking] Hey!

[knocks] Let us out of here!

- Carlotta!
- [Carlotta] Let us out!

We'll figure something out.

[sighs]

- There could be another way out.
- [chuckles]

[sighs] Let me try the hatch again.

Maybe she didn't lock it properly.

[strains]

[Dedo strains]

[sighs]

No. That thing is definitely locked. So...

[Dedo sighs]

[Carlotta sighs]

Mm.

[over TV] The target has been neutralized.

The president will be informed shortly.

The American public...

DAY 97

[crackling]

DAY 02

[footsteps on stairs]

[lock clicks]

[door opens]

Hey. I wasn't sure what you liked,
so I got you chicken teriyaki.

That's my favorite.
Then I thought maybe you're vegetarian,

so I grabbed a veggie sandwich.

I'm not a vegetarian.

Okay. Good.

'Cause the veggie sandwich
looks disgusting.

Chris, real talk, okay?

I've been down here for nearly two days.

Most missing people are located
in the first 48 to 72 hours,

so, statistically,

they'll find me in the next 36 hours,
then they'll find you.

It's just a matter of time.

The best thing for everyone
would be to let me out of here.

Uh, sure. I can totally just move these.

I'm serious.

I'll never tell anybody.

You've been nice.

You got a sandwich for me.

I'm giving you a chance.

You're giving me a chance? [scoffs]

You're gonna be like that. Fine.

Sundersheim isn't that big.

Do you know how often
a hot 17-year-old disappears here?

Never.

Did you call yourself a hot girl?

I am just gonna chill here
and eat my sandwich

and wait for the search party
to come knocking.

After which you'll be like...

[wailing] "Wanda, Wanda.

Can you please tell them
I got you a chicken sandwich?"

I'll be like "Sorry, dude.

I just have to say, I am so traumatized.

And this guy was awful.
Just put him in jail."

They'll pass you around, man-to-man,
like a tube of toothpaste.

Hah!

[sighs] Finished?

Where...

do I take a sh*t?

You're joking, right?

This isn't a hotel.

How does that even work
for either one of us, dude?

You really want, every day,

to take a sh*t bucket

up and down the stairs?

Let me tell you.
You're never pulling this off.

You're not some pro criminal.

The police are going door-to-door,
searching all the houses.

They'll get here any minute and find me.

You'll go to jail.

That's enough, you hear me?

Stop. You're giving me a headache.
Just chill.

Let... me... go!

[exhales]

[breathes in]

[exhales]

Sorry, I can't.

Chris!

Hey, last chance. I'm warning you. Chris!

Chris!



I really don't get how you do it, Dedo.

I swear, I mean it.

You take the worst situation
that anyone can imagine and somehow...

you just add to it.

Okay. [chuckles]

Why did I go after you? I mean...

I was totally done dealing with you.

We were done.

Over with. I was free.

You were not my responsibility anymore.

And then?

Then I realize,

you're about to do something
incredibly stupid.

And what do I do?

I come running after.

Like always.

Like a total idiot.

I could have let you go on your own

and get shot by a kid with a crossbow.

It would have ended everything
all at once.

Don't give me that face
like an injured otter.

As if I should feel bad.
I don't feel sorry for you.

I feel sorry for me, all right?

[Dedo sniffs]

Hey. No crying.

Don't you dare start crying.

I wasn't.

[stifled sobs]

- Knock it off!
- I'm trying.

I forbid you to cry, Dedo.

[stifled sob]

[groans in frustration]

So, what do they have here?

Dried meat?

Canned pineapple.

Delicious, delicious, delicious!

Canned beans.
Canned beans, barbecue style.

I hope you put some air fresheners
in here, you psychos!

Oh, wow! Great!

Rice! Rice!

Where are you gonna cook it, geniuses?

Where are you gonna cook the damn rice?

- [glass clinking]
- Oh.

Look. Sometimes...

Sometimes they have fun.

Um...

Carlotta, you... Maybe... Mm.

Okay.

[Carlotta exhales]

So, Dedo.

What, exactly, was the plan?

Just keep going
until the money's all gone?

Then hope I didn't pick up on
the government seizing our furniture?

It wouldn't have gone that far.

Why wouldn't you come to me

- and just tell me you lost your job?
- Hmm.

We would have found a solution.
Both of us, as partners.

- A team.
- I couldn't because...

[scoffs] What?

Nothing. You were right.

I should have told you. Sorry.

No. What were you gonna say?

I wasn't gonna say...

- Go on.
- No.

You said "because".

Most often, something comes after
the word "because".

Will you just forget it?

Because what, Dedo?

[sighs]

Because...

lately, your, um...

your...

your anger issues have been intense.

What are you even saying?

- I do not have anger issues!
- Yeah.

[Dedo] Okay.

Hey!

Hey!

[muffled] Let us out of here!

[thudding] Crazy b*stards!

Come eat us,

before we spoil!

- Oh, yeah.
- [Carlotta] Hey!

What's the matter?

Why are you sitting?

- What should I do?
- No idea!

Trying to get out? Thinking of a plan.

Anything other than just sitting
on your butt like you're some idiot?

Um...

[locker closes]

[exhales]

That...

[water ripples]

[retches]

[catches clicking]

Oh, wow.

- What?
- Nothing.

- Hmm.
- Yes?

I mean, they were prepping

to stay down here God knows how long.

- Is she not allowed to have needs?
- Yeah. Absolutely.

Don't be a sl*t-shamer, Dedo.

I didn't shame anyone. It's the opposite.

I'm impressed.

Yep. Very well-prepped preppers.

Very thoroughly prepared for everything.

How well-prepped can a pervy prepper prep

if a pervy prepper prepped pervy prep?

[Carlotta chuckles]

[moans]

Dedo, you're so disgusting.

- Mm?
- [Carlotta sighs]

Mm.

DAY 13

{\an8}[door unlocks]

{\an8}[Chris] Okay. Don't be mad.

I washed your clothes

and they ended up in a pile
of my grandma's old stuff.

She took them to the donation bin.

So I went to the thrift shop
to buy you some new clothes

but I didn't know your sizes.

Anyway, it meant I didn't get
to the sandwich shop

until after the lunch rush.

By then, they ran out of the good stuff.

So I got you the tuna...

Wanda?

[Wanda grunts]

I can't take it anymore!

I refuse to sh*t in a bucket!

And if I have to eat
one more frickin' sandwich,

I'm gonna m*rder someone!

- I can't breathe!
- I don't care.

[grunts]

Ah... I'm sorry!

- [she screams]
- I'm sorry!

[Wanda screams]

[screams]

[exhales] You nearly k*lled me!

That was the point, Chris!

Dude!

Hey, you locked me in here, man!

And you jammed your damn finger
right in my eye, you psycho!

You were choking me!

I was nearly blinded.

And...

I clearly said...

I really hate stinking tuna fish!

You're acting like a maniac!

I've been locked in an old lady's basement
for two weeks.

Of course, dude, I'm losing it!

Man, when I get out of here,

you are so screwed.

You've got no idea what I'll do...

All of the true crime podcasts I'll be on.

And you know what?

I'm gonna tell everyone

that you've done messed up sh*t to me.
Really awful sh*t.

And they'll be like,

"Wow. That Chris guy
is such a monster psychopath."

And they'll give you some kind of nickname
like the "underground freak".

The teenagers on TikTok
will make videos about you.

Someone will make a movie
and get a total loser to play you.

And the actor will be all like...

[shudders]

"Oh, hi, guys. I'm Chris,

and I'm a pervert

who likes to lock girls up
in basements underground."

[shudders]

You're really mean.

- I'm a mean person?
- Yes!

You are really mean.

Yeah. You were at school too.
I remember that now.

- Beg your pardon?
- The girls you used to hang around?

You were totally like this
mean girls g*ng, you know?

- There's no way that's true.
- It is!

Always waging this messed up
psychological warfare on social media.

"Ooh, will I give this post a like?"

"Who will I tag here?"

"How can I ensure that everybody
who wasn't invited to this party knows...

just how cool it is?"

You all made this f*cked up game
of flirting with every guy,

who knew you were out of their league,

just enough to make them think
that they could have a chance,

only to smash them down to the friendzone.

- That's what you think?
- What?

You mean, do I think
you're popular and attractive?

Yeah.

And do you use that for social capital?

Also yeah.

Most of the time,

I bet you don't even realize
the way you're being.

I can't do anything about the fact
that I'm pretty and popular.

That you even call yourself
pretty and popular is what's wrong.

That's what you just said though.

Yes, but it's not the same thing
as if someone else says it.

You're not supposed to...

to say it about yourself.

Let's say, okay, it's never gonna happen,

but let's say you said
a nice thing about me.

Okay? Like...

"Chris, you're really, like...

Your hair is okay."

I would still never think to say,
"Yeah, my hair is okay",

because I'd never believe it.

And you think that's a good thing?

[sighs]

I'm sorry I got you tuna.

Chris...

Yes?

Your hair is okay.

[chuckles softly]



[door opening]

[woman] Hands behind your head!
Face the wall!

I am carrying an AR-15.

If you so much as breathe funny,

- I will use it.
- That's a type of g*n.

- [woman] Face the wall!
- Uh, yes.

Uh, yes. Facing the wall.

[woman] Coming in.

If you are not facing the wall
with hands behind your head...

Hands behind your head.

...I will consider it an aggressive act
and I will sh**t. Clear?

- Yes.
- Yes.

- Understand?
- Yes.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Yes. We got it. Yes.
- Oh, God.

Dedo! What's that?

Face the wall!

We mean you no harm, I swear.

Who are you and what are you doing
on my property?

Uh... Um...

We're... We're the Klatts.

I'm Carlotta and... And this is Dedo.

We're very sorry for trespassing but...

Huh?

We're looking for our missing daughter.

Her name is Wanda.

Do we have to neutralize them?

Sweetie.

No.

Not yet.

[chuckling]

No, they're your prisoners, honey.

You wanna tie them up?

- Yeah.
- Here, sweetie.

- [whimpers]
- Yes, great.

- Excellent.
- [cable tie squeaks]

Now!

Hey!

- [Dedo chuckles]
- Bad a*s, huh?

Put the g*n down.

- Or I'll wring her neck.
- Holy sh*t.

- Yes!
- Drop the g*n.

Okay.

Just please don't make any sudden...

- [grunts]
- [cackles]

- Dedo.
- Think she broke a ball.

Was that a good job?

You did great, sweetie.
Unbelievable. You're the best!

Go on up. It's time for bed.
I'll finish. Give me that.

Love you, honey, so much.

[girl] I love you too.

All right then.

Turn around, hands behind your back.

I'm sorry. That was stupid.

Mm-hmm. It was indeed.

Hands behind your back.

[grunts in pain]

Oh, that's too tight.
You're pinching my skin.

Yeah. All right.

On your knees.

Listen up. I'm not sure who you are.

But I've never seen anyone from any
government agency that looks like you.

My guess is you belong to some kind of
left-wing, woke, do-gooder vigilante crew,

trying to cause issues for
upstanding patriots like me, huh?

And probably the whole KNR.

[Carlotta] We are screwed.

Um, sorry. Um...

KNR?

Children of the New Reich!

- Mm.
- As if you didn't already know.

[exhales] We're just normal parents.

Our daughter has disappeared.

Why not get the police
if you thought your child was here?

Uh, because...

Because the police
have been totally useless.

Mm. That's something we can agree on.

Yeah. I mean...

- Yeah?
- We have to look out for ourselves.

You have to protect your own family.

Surely you can understand that.

Yeah. That's correct.

I don't trust the cops a single bit.

[Carlotta] Mm-mm.

That's why I homeschool Toni.

- Mm.
- Oh, really?

Yep. She could fire a weapon by five.

And catch, k*ll, and skin a rabbit
all at six.

- Ah.
- Wow. Cute.

And I am sure you would do
whatever it took

to protect your daughter.

- [chuckles]
- [Carlotta] Yes.

[footsteps receding]

Uh... So does that mean we can go?

Please don't leave us down here!

Come on! Can you at least
loosen the ties a little?

I'm claustrophobic!

- [door slams]
- Oh, dear God.

[lock clicks]

I'm not claustrophobic.
I was just saying that.

[sighs]

[both sigh]

["Die Moritat Von Mackie Messer" plays]

DAY 33

This show is so messed up.

Nothing except m*rder and prostitution.

And Mr. Neubert thought this
was appropriate for 13-year-olds?

Couldn't we have done Cats instead?

[chuckles]

It's weird now, thinking back.

How old were you? Twelve?

The perfect age to play a hooker.

That's the last normal memory I've got.

Playing a serial k*ller at 16?

No. The summer before
my mom and dad passed.

[music stops]

["Modern Love", David Bowie]

- Come on.
- No.

- Come on. Please, please.
- No, no, no.

[chuckles]

♪ I know when to go out ♪

♪ And when to stay in ♪

[chuckles]

♪ Get things done ♪

Come on.

- Come on.
- All good, all good.

♪ I catch a paper boy ♪

♪ But things don't ever change ♪

♪ I'm lying in the rain ♪

No. Wind. [mumbles]

♪ Bye-bye ♪

Yes.

♪ But I try ♪

♪ I try ♪

[chuckles]

♪ Never gonna fall for ♪

♪ Modern love ♪

♪ Walks beside me ♪

♪ Modern love ♪

♪ Walks on by ♪

♪ Modern love ♪

♪ Gets me to the church on time ♪

[chuckling]

I've got something for you.

[music continues]

[volume lowers]

Oh, my God!

- No way!
- There were tons at the thrift store.

Wow.

Girls Team.

Fighting Beat 2.

Ice Twister.

Mothman.

The Mothman!

[Wanda chuckles]

Never heard of any of them.

Me neither.
But it was 3 euros for all of it, so...

I'm not complaining.

I'm currently watching season two
of 24 for the fourth time.

And if I have to see Kim Bauer
meet that Cougar one more time then...

[imitates expl*si*n]

So, anyway, I appreciate it.

I need to talk to you about something.

So...

I know the situation that you're in now...

is messed up.

And I know whoever Lukas works for
is super dangerous

and that's why you can't let me go.

- Wanda, I...
- Please, hear me out.

I've been thinking.

You know, what if we took those guys down?

You said that...

That Lukas was talking about some...

big boss or something.

I don't know. He said "king".

I'm not sure if that's a name
or a nickname.

Okay.

King.

That's a start.

Okay. So...

Let's assume that this King

is the one who gave Lukas

the order to m*rder
that chick in the woods.

Then...

the question is...

why would he order that?

What is he trying to hide?

The woman was a journalist, right?

Yeah. I think she made online videos.

Journalist. Okay.

[scribbling] Journ-a-list.

So if you need to k*ll a journalist,
the reason...

is only because she uncovered something

that you want to keep a secret.

There.

So, if the two of us...

can somehow uncover that secret,

we can go to the police,

and then all of those bad guys go to jail

and I can go home
and you're out of this mess.

We'd be a team.

Like Jack Bauer and Tony Almeida.

[chuckles] Yeah, sure.

The two of us are just gonna take down

the Sundersheim organized crime ring?

- Yeah. Why not?
- Wanda.

[exhales]

I can't live in your basement forever.

I'll either run away
or smuggle a note to the outside world.

Or I'll go nuts
and smash you over the head

with the TV.

If none of that works, I'll k*ll myself.

Don't say that.

I mean it, 'cause what do I have
to live for anymore?

For Ice Twister?

[sighs]

Or...

we can work as a team...

and we devise a plan...

and somehow we get out
of this whole thing.

I mean, really...

What do you have to lose?



I'm sorry.

Dedo...

- Don't.
- I am.

I am so, so sorry.

And not just for this,

for getting us locked up in the bunker
of a g*n fanatic, right-wing extremist.

I'm also sorry that...

I didn't tell you about losing my job.

I...

I...

I was just really embarrassed.

[sighs]

Every single time my family
needs me the most,

I ruin it.

Always. Every time.

- Dedo.
- No, Carlotta.

It's true.

Think about it.

Like when Ole...

He was born and the doctors said
he was deaf.

I immediately panicked and went to pieces.

Let's be real.

You were the one who said,

"Dedo, just pull yourself together.

It doesn't matter.
We won't love him any less because of it."

Yeah.

Of course you were right.
It didn't change anything.

But in that moment...

In that moment, you were the rock.

And I couldn't do it.

[exhales]

And it was the same
when Wanda disappeared.

Since that happened, I've just felt so...

So useless.

As a father, it's my whole job
to look after my family.

To protect my family.

[sighs]

And what did I do?

The day Wanda disappeared,
I was drunk at a soccer match.

Talk about useless.

[sighs]

I'm really sorry for watching you
when you were in therapy.

I didn't mean to do that. I really didn't.

I just heard my name and...

I knew I should just turn it off but...

I couldn't.

It was somehow like...

the universe was saying,

"Dedo, you have to listen very carefully.

You know, because it's true.

You are an idiot.

And you're gonna lose everything

unless you start
by getting your sh*t together."

Dedo...

You're not an idiot.

I... I shouldn't have said that.

No, Carlotta. You're right. I am an idiot.

I've always been an idiot.

That's what's gotten me through life
and...

how I made it through school and...

it was how I got you.

Dedo, the lovable idiot.

Nobody has high expectations for an idiot.

So what if you mess up? Big deal.

You don't make the best grades or...

Or earn as much as the next guy.

That's just my boy Dedo.

Dedo, you don't really believe that.

Don't you know what...

what you mean to me, really?

Carlotta, each day,

I worry that you'll turn around
and tell me that, uh...

"Dedo, I made a huge mistake.

We need a divorce."

And every day...

for some reason, you don't.

I'm not sure if it's, you know,

because we had our kids so early
or maybe you...

feel like you're stuck. I don't know.

I love you so dearly, Carlotta.

And, I swear, marrying you

was the best thing
that ever happened to me.

Every morning when I see you smile,

I could just scream with joy, really.

I still ask myself every morning,

"Dedo,

how the actual hell have you landed this?"

I can't fathom it.

I just can't fathom how...

someone like you...

could stand to put up with...

someone like me. I mean, I...

I really don't get it.

- I...
- Shh.

- I just wanted...
- No.

Shut up, Dedo.

Okay.

["Where Is My Mind?", Bandit]

Dedo.

Unzip my pants, all right?

Okay.

Okay.

Oh, God. Okay.

Yeah. There's a button.

- Right. Can you feel it?
- Yeah. I got it.

- Can you...
- Yeah.

I got it.

That's it.

- Get over here.
- Okay.

Yes. Okay.

Lower.

- Good.
- A little more.

A little more.

- There.
- Yeah.

Oh, God.

Okay. Okay.

I'll lie down here.

Wait. Wait a second.

- Huh?
- No.

- Further down.
- Okay.

Further. Oh. Okay.

Yeah.

- [moans]
- Oh, God.

- Oh, God.
- Oh, my God.

DAY 68

{\an8}[Carlotta, over video]
Doesn't she look terrible?

Ah, screw this.

I'm done with this. I'm out.

I'm not a...

I've had enough!

Stop recording me!

- Oh, God.
- Screw you. All of you.

Sorry, Wanda.

I shouldn't have shown that to you.

No, no. I'm glad you showed me. I just...

I feel... I feel... I just feel so guilty.

[sobbing]

Close your eyes.

Why?

Just close your eyes.

Okay, but don't do anything weird.

I feeling pretty fragile at the moment.

[exhales]

Okay. Open your eyes.

What's that?

I knew that video
would make you sad, so...

I thought I'd try and cheer you up by...

getting all your favorite foods.

Midnight snacks.

[Chris chuckles] First, a pineapple.

As you can see.

Because on your first ever
vacation abroad,

your father let you try his piña colada.

And you said it was...

The best thing my mouth had ever tasted.

Yes.

Hmm.

- Nachos.
- [chuckles]

Specifically, sweet chili,

because you love how the spice
sticks to your fingers.

And olives,

because you forced yourself to like them

so people would think
you were sophisticated.

To top it all off...

String cheese.

Oh, and for old times' sake
and all that...

Don't worry. It's not tuna.

[chuckles]

Wow.

[exhales]

Jeez, you remembered all that.

That's probably the sweetest thing
anyone's ever done for me.

For my 17th birthday, my, uh...

My boyfriend at the time

got me an air fryer cookbook and, um,

I've never even owned an air fryer.

So...

Uh, yeah, not saying that
you're my boyfriend...

There's one more thing.

- Yeah?
- Yeah!

Yeah?

[gasps] I can't do it.

- I'm sorry.
- [cork pops]

[thud]

Um... Okay.

Uh, I didn't wanna make...

It's not that I don't want to.

It's, like, the opposite.

I mean, hello.

You're the hottest girl
who has ever spoken to me. Really.

Not that it's all about that.

But you're funny and you're...

clever...

and so totally unfazed by the whole world.

And I never met anyone

as tough and brave as you.

But I don't wanna be this creepy guy.

And, yes, I get I'm currently keeping you

- locked in my basement, which is creepy.
- Chris...

Relax. It's all good.

Not like I didn't think about it.

I mean, yeah, I'm a straight male.

It's just...

[sighs]

Wait, look. Let me show you.

I googled it.

Ah.

If there's an imbalance of power,

it may be difficult to determine

whether consent is really voluntary

and whether genuine consent
is even a possibility.

- Mm.
- So...

As such, it's now time to take my leave,

and bid you a fine evening.

[chuckles]

[sighs] Night.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[lock clicks]



[door opens]

Oh, God.

So...

I've discussed it with my daughter.

We're both very upset that
you trespassed on our property.

And, unfortunately, as our set-up
is not entirely legal,

if you were to report this,
we could be in serious trouble.

We won't say anything.

Mm. Turn around.

- Don't do this.
- Turn around.

I love you.

I love you too.

[Carlotta sobs]

[blows air]

[deep breath]

[cable tie snaps]

The fact is...

I understand.

As a mother.

If my Toni went missing,

I would go to the depths of hell
to find her.

And, having done
some rudimentary research online,

it's made it clear that you two

are not secret operatives
of the Deep State.

- Exactly.
- Yeah.

Dedo, you might wanna rethink
your social media presence.

You post a lot of memes.

A lot. And not good ones.

Um...
I'll take that info into consideration.

- Mm.
- Thank you.

I hope you find her.

I can't imagine what I would do
if I lost Toni.

[sniffs]

Mm.

Just to be completely
and absolutely clear,

can my wife and I...

leave?

- Yes.
- Okay. Let's go, sweetheart.

I'll leave this here.

Mm. Hmm.

[Dedo chuckles]

Oh, we drank some of your vodka,

and I also had a can of lasagna.

- I'd love to get you another.
- Dedo.

If you give me your bank info,
I'll transf...

Uh-uh.

We really appreciate your understanding.

- Mother to mother, I appreciate that.
- Mm.

One last thing.

There's a tiny hole
in your backyard fence.

- I can...
- Dedo.

DAY 80

[birdsong]

[Wanda] No way.

Hey.

Who are you, little guy?

[chuckles]

[birdsong]

{\an8}DAY 80 1 REDSTART

Thanks for checking on me, Grandpa.

- [footsteps approaching]
- [lock clicks]

Wanda.

[door closes]

[lock clicks]

Grandma just gave that to me.

MICHELLE RAUCH TASK FORCE WANDA KLATT

This cop was asking about my van.

I have my own task force?

- [sighs]
- Cool.

What? Maybe this is good.

If they know about your van,

they may also know about Lenka
and about Lukas.

They're not looking for Lukas.
They're looking for me.

Calm down.

It's okay.

We can figure this out.

Together.

WILDLIFE SMUGGLING

We have to stop this.

[sighs] Stop all the spying,

trespassing, and lying...

to the police and all that.

I'm not saying that we give up.

Okay.

We keep looking for her.

Just not like this.

We have to protect what we still have.

Take care of us.

And Ole.

Otherwise they'll be nothing left
for Wanda to come home to.

Okay.

Okay.

[engine starts up]

DAY 97

{\an8}[over TV] The president
will be briefed shortly.

{\an8}The American public has a right to know

that American security...

Please excuse me for one second.

- [fizzling]
- [powering down]

Oops.

Grandma?

It's Chris. Everything okay?

Well, suddenly, my lights all went out.

Don't worry. I'll head back.

No, no. You don't need to. I called Lukas.

- Lukas?
- Okay. I'll take a look.

- Where's the fuse box?
- [Grandma] In Grandpa's old hobby room.

Somebody in there?

Hello?

Somebody in there?

[Lukas] Chris?

[Chris] Wanda.

[knocking]

- We have to get out.
- Yes.

[Lukas] Someone in there?

- Come on!
- Wait.

What are you doing?

Wanda, come on.

Oh.

[door cracking]

["Modern Love", Biffy Clyro]

["Modern Love", Biffy Clyro]

DUBBING BROTHERS