01x05 - Pirat

[bunniefuu]

IN THE PREVIOUS EPISODE

Hat kann waraia!

She kept shouting that.

Yes, it does mean, "I was chased."

Did she say by whom?

They put her in an induced coma.

When she went missing,

Amina Al-Baroudi
was carrying a cellphone

in a case like this.

People on the same side
should help each other.

I swear I didn't steal it.
I was given it.

Bruno!

What do you want with him?

Stop it.

Give me 10,000.

Her bodyguard has been found
guilty of the m*rder.

I want to close this case
once and for all.

You don't give a damn
about the truth!

He died around 30 years ago.

-What's this?
-Initials. D.S.

We were blinded too.

"You have 12 children
on your conscience."

Béa!

It can't go on like this with Mom.

We make a point of always adapting
to our clients' needs.

Right, when is this woman leaving?

Béa isn't going to a care home.

What is that?

The Raebers have skeletons
in their closet.

FOR MY WILD ROSA

Put it down, please.

Put it down, I said.

It's her, isn't it?
The woman at the party?

You wouldn't understand.

-You find her sexy too, eh?
-Stop, Amina! What do you want?

It's over between us
and you know why.

So, stop. It's too dangerous for you.

Please stop.

I'll take you back to the hotel.
Come on.

sh*t! It's him, Armon! It's him!

-I thought he'd gone.
-Me too.

Go on the balcony.
Don't make a sound.

Yes?

What?

Kaegi, it's 6 a.m.

I must get hold
of her cellphone data.

Can you get it off her cloud?

I can always try,
but it might be quite hard.

I'm sure you can do it.

For you, my friend,
I'd reach for the stars.

-Come in.
-I'd better go.

Take a seat.

I like you, you know.

Yes, I like you too. Bye. Good luck.

-Bye.
-Ciao.

It's not what you think.

How can you sleep in this cold?

I have a camel-hair blanket.

As good as any fleece. Here.

What's this?

A note from Ramser to Raeber,

a year after the landslide.

And this is a contract linking them.
Raeber gives him his restaurant.

Signed two years after the landslide.

And this is a deed
in which Ramser officially states

that he will terminate
his hate campaign against Neratom.

"As a result of post-traumatic stress

"and excessive alcohol consumption.",

signed "Franz Ramser".

-Who gave you this?
-Nicole Raeber.

Why would she give you
this type of thing?

Maybe because she couldn't
get hold of you last night.

It looks like Nicole hates
the Raebers all of a sudden.

-Any link with the Al-Baroudis?
-Many factors interwoven, I reckon.

-What do we do?
-Don't you get it?

Maybe Armon made the same discovery.

Given that he thought

that everything revolved
around the landslide,

maybe he intended to tell Amina.

For his biography.

And me.

What?

He wanted to see me
the day after the party.

It's clear, then,
someone wanted to shut him up.

Barbara will be furious
about us reopening the case.

That's politics. You're a policeman.

-Policewoman.
-Yes.

Could Raeber have k*lled him?

We'd be better off asking,
"Who could not have k*lled him?"

We can't!

The investigation is closed, Rosa.

We're talking about Robert Raeber,

not just anyone.

I'm retiring in a year.
I just want peace.

You haven't investigated
a proper m*rder

in your whole career

and you don't mind
leaving Armon's unresolved?

At least let me dig around a bit.

They don't need to
know everything in Bern.

-Are they OK?
-Yes, thanks for showing an interest.

So? What did he say?

I've got 24 hours.
But incognito and without you.

Wild Rosa Wilder,
incognito in Oberwies?

Insha'Allah!

It's all I have.

Thanks a lot.

I owe you.

It's OK.

Where are you going?

I don't know, but far away.

Why don't you just apologize
to the Raebers?

sh*t! If you leave now,
it'll just make things worse.

Are you crazy?
It's always the same with them!

It always comes back to bite me.

What about your girlfriend Jenny?

I told you from the start
not to go near her.

But I may have an idea
to get her interested in you.

I have an uncle in the valley,
the one with the restaurant.

He told me that the Arabs' bodyguard

was in his restaurant
when the m*rder took place.

Oh yeah? And?

Use your brain, Jakob!

He couldn't be
both here and there at the same time!

Knocking back two soups
down at that restaurant

and k*lling a man up here!

If the landslide
was not a natural disaster,

Ramser was right about Neratom.

They have my brother's death
on their conscience.

And the other 11.

What's going on?

What's wrong?

Rosa?

The bone fell from the sky here.

What bone?

It fell on my car when I got here.

A climber who had an accident locally
30 years ago.

How could it have fallen?

From the beak of an eagle or vulture.

Thirty years ago...

Have mercy! Not another theory.

You said 30 years.

The dates might match.

Stop. Our children died.
That's bad enough.

Maybe there was a 13th victim.

We'll order 30 of those.

Anything to say about this?

I asked you a question.

I run a restaurant now.
That's all in the past.

That's all I have to say.

I'll get to the bottom
of this business.

I'll go over all these documents
with a fine-tooth comb.

Article 156 of the Penal Code.

Oh yeah?

"Buying someone's silence
or failure to report a crime

"is punishable by a prison sentence."

I don't get why you're saying that.

I lost my daughter
in that f*cking landslide!

Was it really a landslide?

Do you know what, Rosa?

If I were you, I'd stop sticking
my nose in everyone's business.

Now get out
and leave me the hell alone.

Great to see you, Franz.

No, no! Wait!

I don't care
where Moser gets his diggers from.

I need nine here
within the agreed deadline!

Right!

Hurry up, everyone! Hurry up!

-We're going building!
-Yes.

In a week's time, we start digging,

and I want all the pending issues
sorted by then. Get to work!

Today's going to be a great day.
I'm sure of it, Son.

Mr. Karrer from Concrete Ltd.
wants a deposit.

Tell him that other companies
are also interested in the project.

Daniel, you have to negotiate
more firmly.

-What did you tell her?
-Nothing.

I said nothing.

She stated that the landslide
may not have been one.

Stop it!

That what she said, I swear.

Who else has a copy of that deed?

Nobody. Just you.

Then it could only have come from
you or one of your men!

Or one of yours, Robert.

She's trying to divide us.

Let her try!

Robert!

Three thousand...

Seven hundred.

Where is she?

Who?

Your Sunday Miss Marple!

Where is she?

She stole confidential documents
from me.

Start by taking a seat,
will you, Robert?

No. Get her here right now!
I want to know what's going on.

Yes, I'd like to know that too.

Explain to us what this is.

Seemingly, these documents
are of no concern to the police.

They are confidential.

Miss Wilder.

-Where did you get them?
-That's confidential too.

You don't say!

Now is the perfect time
to tell us what this is all about.

You two think
you're very smart, don't you?

Fine. We bought the restaurant

for Ramser to work there
and stop getting drunk.

Remember what he was like
when Andréa left?

Yes, Franz lost a child
in that accident, and his wife...

I know all of that.
Who do you mean by "we"?

The municipality of Oberwies.

And the money...

came from Neratom.

That's corruption.

Big words straight away.

You civil servants
don't have a clue about business.

Explain it to us, then.

Ramser is a nutjob.

He shouted from the rooftops
that Neratom caused the landslide.

That's a load of garbage!

Obviously, at some point,

Neratom's image took a hit,

mainly because of the press articles.
As did our town hall.

And then?

Nothing.

We gave him the restaurant
and he stopped.

Everyone was a winner.

That type of guy
either needs therapy or a job.

We chose the second solution. Simple.

I have a question too.

What are you still doing here?

Eh?

I thought the case was closed!

-I know, it's because...
-Res...

Now, I'll tell you something else
that's very confidential.

This whole business
will have consequences.

Yes. Of that, you can be sure.

Where were you last Sunday

between 1 a.m. and 3 a.m.?

Is she serious?

You're joking, aren't you, Rosa, eh?

You're a great comic duo, you two.

Like Laurel and Hardy.

What an idiot!

Yes, tell me about it.

I want to clarify
this Neratom business ASAP.

You won't clarify anything.
The case is closed.

I don't want to see you
around here anymore. Got it?

-Yes, but we have to--
-Out.

-Res--
-Get out, I said!

What's with the bag?

Great to see you too.

If you think I'm a taxi service,
you can get out right now.

-Relax.
-I'll relax if I choose to.

You said you had a story for me.

Not just a story,
the scoop of the year.

Oh yeah?

Well, go on. Tell me!

-Drive down the valley.
-Jakob, stop! I don't have time.

Aren't you just a bit glad to see me?

Drive!

-Are you on your way yet?
-I'm packing my cases.

-When is your flight?
-Next week.

Stay in touch, OK?

Yes, I'll call you once I get there.

Leave this case behind you.
Start looking ahead.

Yes, I know.

-See you soon, honey.
-Bye.

Finish your drink
and I'll drive you home.

Those things give you heartburn.

I can do without your food advice.

OK. I have something to show you.

I don't want to see it. Everything
you've shown me has been useless.

Is this useless?

What is it?

Amina's cellphone photos.

I thought we couldn't access them.

I have other sources.

Now for the last one,
taken at 1:45 a.m., after the party.

Check this out.

No... You're kidding?

What's he doing there?

That's what I'm wondering.

When it was taken,
Armon was already dead.

Right, will you pay the bill?

Only you and I
had those documents at home, right?

Yes, why?

f*ck, I don't believe it!

Stop! Are you crazy!

Nicole certainly didn't do anything.

Can you tell me what is going on?

Not now!

Sorry to disturb you.
The police are here.

The comedy troupe is back.

I see that.

Well, what's new?

Unfortunately,
you'll have to come with us.

Why?

Because I'm arresting you
for the m*rder of Armon Todt.

What nonsense!
Have you all gone crazy?

Eh?

Res!

You still don't understand
who you're dealing with. Am I right?

I am the mayor of this town.

So, are you coming with me,

or would you rather
we did things less discreetly?

It's time you thought carefully
before talking.

I want to talk to my lawyer first.

Yes, we can do that,

but that means
we have to start proceedings

and your arrest will become official.

I have nothing to do with this!

I'm listening. Tell us

how come the billionaire's daughter
took a photo of you on her cellphone

at 2 a.m. that night?

The photo...

I can explain the photo, no problem.

Go ahead. Explain.

The Baroudi girl
didn't take the photo.

Who did?

-Sir, madam.
-Hello.

Hello.

What can I get you?

A soup.

Seemingly, they're delicious.

One curry soup.

-What?
-And for madam?

I'll have a tea.

-Ginger, masala, or green tea?
-Yes, ginger tea.

Fine, right away.

Why not a bottle of wine
and some candles?

I'm just trying to be discreet.
Leave it to me.

I went looking for Béa
after the inauguration.

I was in my car, I looked everywhere,
and I saw the attacker.

He was by the lake.

What time was it?

Late. It must have been...

around 2 a.m.

It was raining hard.

Good evening!

You haven't seen my wife, have you?

Ah, it's you?

-What're you doing here at this time?
-Nothing.

What did you just hide?

None of your business.

Don't be insolent.

-Show me.
-Yeah, right.

Have you been stealing again?

What is it? Drugs?

-Give it to me.
-Don't touch me!

Give it back! It's mine!

This is yours? I don't think so!

It's my phone.
I'm g*y. I love spangles.

You're jerking me around!

-Give it to me!
-Cheese!

Give it to me right now!

Not bad.
Your nose is a bit red, but--

Enough bullshit! Give it to me!

Stop!

Have you lost your mind?

Imbecile!

It wasn't until two days later,
at the press conference,

that I realized
who the phone belonged to.

It's a silly turn of events.

I said nothing because I didn't want
to be involved in the investigation.

That's understandable, is it not?

If you say so.

And where did Jakob get the phone?

He found it, so he said.

Ask him.

Can I go now? Are we done?

Yes, of course. Armon is dead,
the Baroudi girl is in a coma,

and your photo is on her phone.

I see no reason
why you can't go home.

Er... But...

What do we do, then?

We're talking about m*rder
and attempted m*rder!

I don't believe a single word
of your story. Is that clear?

Yes, but that's how it happened!

That's what we have to find out.

So, in the meantime,
you're staying here.

-So, the soup...
-Thank you.

-and the ginger tea
-Thank you.

Enjoy.

-Excuse me.
-Yes?

Are you Prakash Kumarasami's uncle?

Yes. Do you know my nephew?

I'm his trainee
at the Soleil restaurant in Oberwies.

Ah, great.

He told me
about a customer who came here

about a week ago.

Which customer was that?

Dark hair, 40 years old, an Arab man.

What do you want to know?

We just want...

You're on the TV, you are.

Just tell us if that man
was in your restaurant that night.

POLICE

Jakob?

Hello, we're looking for Jakob.

The police came
and searched everywhere.

I can't tell you anything. OK?

Prakash said
the guy ordered two curry soups.

No, not two, three!
I've never seen that before.

He was a nice man
and very generous too.

I won't tell you anything else.

It was as if he was scared of Raeber.

Did you only tell Jakob
what your uncle told you?

Yes.

Do you have your phone?

Prakash, you've lost your mind!

I told you not to tell anyone
that the Arab came here.

How could you?

Mr. Kumarasami,
Rosa Wilder here, Canton Police.

Ah... Sorry.

Please forgive me.

I thought it was--

We're after a young man and woman.

He's 18 and she's in her twenties.

Dark blond hair. She's a journalist.

Yes, they are here.

In my restaurant.

Very good.
Now, do exactly what I tell you.

Send a patrol car
to the restaurant...

"Curry World."

DID NERATOM DRILLING
TRIGGER THE LANDSLIDE?

THE OBERWIES TRAGEDY

NERATOM: RIGGED ASSESSMENT?

Neratom Switzerland. Mrs. Maeder.

Hello. Inspector Kaegi,
Bern Crime Squad.

Hello, Mr. Kaegi.

Could I speak to management?

What is it about, please?

The Oberwies landslide in 1987.

One moment, please.

Thank you.

Nicole?

What is going on?

I don't understand.

Get out of my way.

Dad said you gave secret documents
to Rosa. Is that true?

Your father and Rosa.

Is that all that matters to you?

What does that mean?

I'm leaving this loony bin. I'm off.

Wait! What's going on?

Nicole, what's wrong?

You want to know what's wrong?

-You really want to know?
-Yes. I'm confused.

You're just a b*stard.

I wish you hadn't come home,

then I wouldn't have seen
your lying face.

I saw you two last night,
you and Rosa.

You dirty as*h*le.

Now, do you understand?

Nicole, no! Stop!

I wipe your mother's a*s

while you f*ck
that shitty policewoman!

Nicole.

How could you do that to me
after just one year of marriage?

-Nicole, please.
-Don't touch me!

What kind of husband are you?

Do you love her?

Say it!

Why did you never declare
those donations?

That was 30 years ago.

Yes, I know. No need to get annoyed.

We don't give out information
over the phone.

If you prefer,
I can get a court order.

NERATOM AFFAIR STILL UNCLEAR

Will that change anything?

I can't decide that for you.

You'll know best what you have to do.

Fine. In that case,
that is what I will do.

-Very well. Point taken. Goodbye.
-See you soon.

DEMONSTRATIONS CONTINUE
AGAINST PLANNED DEPOT IN OBERWIES

Armon never mentioned a name?

I only know
that they were friends. Why?

Sorry, Kaegi, I have to go.

Call me later. OK?

Bye.

Well, well...

It's all just a bunch of lies!

You're hampering press freedom
and covering up a m*rder!

People have a right
to know the truth.

No, that's wrong.

You're hampering our investigation.
It's complex enough already.

You just need a scapegoat.
That's all it is.

I admire your ambition,

but I need that recording.

First, I want to talk to my boss
and a lawyer. I know my rights.

In which case, you know
your recording is ill*gal, right?

If you reveal that now,

you'll be dealing with my superiors.
They don't have a sense of humor.

You're in way over your head.

I'm right, then?

Give me that stick now,

go home, and don't do anything
till the investigation is closed.

In return, you'll get all the info
exclusively before anyone else. OK?

What about Jakob?

What about him?

He just wanted to help me.
He has nothing to do with this.

The case is more complex
than you think.

Well?

Yes, I think it's the serial number
of the glass eye.

Do you have a pen handy?

Right, then, it's 5, r, 1, M or X,

I can't really see,

3, 5.

I'll leave you to find out
who made the eye.

Keep me updated.

Well?

-Yes.
-Yes, what?

Yes, I took the photo,
but it was a bad idea.

You're right about that.
Where did you find the phone?

Dammit, Jakob, answer me!

I found it in the snow.

Yes, but where?
Where were you before you met Raeber?

I don't know.
My brain wasn't functioning at all.

I don't believe a word.

We've fished out the phone

and Jakob's saying
the same thing as you.

So, everything's clear, then?

Maybe.

But maybe
you agreed on a story in advance.

Where were you beforehand?

Before going to the lake.

I've already told you.
I was looking for Béa.

-In the forest too?
-Yes, why?

Because Amina
had her accident in the forest.

And? I had nothing at all
to do with that.

You don't have an alibi, Robert.

And the contracts signed with Ramser

prove that you received hush money.

Get off my back
about that damn money!

What has that got to do
with the rest of it?

That's my question.

There's no link. It's all nonsense!

You've been acting
like Sherlock Holmes

since the start. Stop it, seriously!

Stop it, Res!

Now I'll tell you what Res Buehler
thinks of this investigation.

I think Armon discovered
the arrangement you came to

with the people from Neratom

and you made sure
he couldn't tell anyone about it.

And then, Amina got in your way

and Jakob saw something
he shouldn't have seen.

That is...

That's it.
You've completely lost your mind.

You're even more off your head
than Franz.

And you're up to your neck in sh*t

and this isn't going away.

OK, enough of this nonsense.
I want to talk to my lawyer.

Not right away, you won't!

In his statement,

Franz's chef said that
you picked a few fights with Jakob

and that you even threatened him.

No, I just told him to keep quiet!

Is that why you bought him
an overpriced camera?

Just like the restaurant
given to Ramser!

In fact,
you've bought everyone's silence!

What? What are you implying?

It was to prevent commotion.

I didn't want that photo
to wreck the Baroudi contract.

We've finally hit our goal!
Don't you realize?

I think
you'll have to forget your contract!

You'll have time to think about
other things in your cell.

Yes, it's one of mine.

Where did you find it?

It's a long story.

Might you be able to tell me
who it belongs to?

I don't know yet,
but we'll find that out.

I've made thousands of them.

Each one is different.

Ah, here it is. Let's have a look.

David Sutter, born in 1962.

He lost his eye at a demonstration.

He was
a Black Bloc anarchist, I think.

In fact, I knew his mother well.

Could I have one of those?

I haven't experienced such intensity
in all my 30 years on the job.

This case smells rotten
right across the board.

What about the kid?

Do you want to talk to him?

You do it. I've had enough.

Where is he?

I want to see him immediately.

He's still a minor!

We got this from his home.

He has done nothing wrong,
believe me.

Let's go see him.

And you've never seen
David Sutter since?

No, he disappeared overnight.

Where did he go?

Nobody knows.

He vanished into thin air.

Yes.

And it broke Rita's heart.

His mother, right?

She died two years later.

The house went up in smoke.

Do you remember when that happened?

I'd say...

in...

Around 1989.

So, David Sutter
would have disappeared in 1987.

Yes, around that time.

There it is.

That's it.

-Thanks for coming so quickly.
-No problem.

You have better equipment.
It's logical.

Thanks.

Have they measured the bone collagen?

Yes, they've determined
the person's weight, height,

and examined it under UV light.
This person died 30 years ago.

That's what I wrote in the report
for Rosa, Ms. Wilder.

What about all these splinters?

They're from a fall,
probably a climber.

The poor soul has never been found.

A tibia is quite something already.

All I need to do now
is send the bone to our lab.

It doesn't look like
an injury from a fall.

-I think it's something else.
-What?

I've seen it too often
not to recognize it.

Really? Where?

In Lebanon.

These splinters
clearly come from an expl*si*n.

Kaegi?

Yes? Problem?

The Oberwies case is closed, right?

Yes. Why?

Some lawyer from Neratom phoned me
and made a complaint.

Did you question them
and threaten an investigation?

Yes, but it's all sorted out.

Has Rossi been informed?

Yes.

Listen carefully, Kaegi, my boy,

I don't want any more problems
because of you.

Is that clear?

Crystal clear.

He doesn't look like an easy man,
your boss.

Tell me about it.

Jenny Langenegger said

you went with her
to her hotel room at 1 a.m.

And when you tried to kiss her,
she left you standing there.

Yes, but we've made up
for lost time now.

-Jakob!
-What?

These dirty pigs
always say things to suit them.

Jakob!

Listen to me, young man.

Given your history,
you're digging yourself a hole.

Now tell us
what really happened that night!

When Jenny turned me down,

I went for a smoke behind the hotel.
That's when I saw her.

-Jenny?
-No, the girl, the Arab.

And then?

Jakob, tell them, please.

Then her bag fell in the snow.

So, I followed her
through the forest.

She took the track
to Armon Todt's chalet.

And then you caught up with her
and threw her in the ravine?

Let me talk! Why is this idiot here?

Jakob!

Next, I saw them through the window.

-They were arguing, I think.
-About what?

No idea. I couldn't really hear them.

Why didn't you tell the police?

Because Raeber told me to keep quiet.

And I knew these idiots
would accuse me.

Why would Raeber help you?

I don't know.

Did you see anything else?

No, it was cold. I went back down.

With the phone?

Yes. I planned to return it to her
the next day. I don't know.

You don't know?

I swear.

I went to the dam to smoke a joint.

Then Raeber turned up
and wanted the phone?

No.

What do you mean, "no"?

He was already there when I got down.

Ah, I'm gonna blow a fuse!

sh*t! Who was where and when?

I am certainly no Sherlock Holmes

and I never will be,

but I know that boy is just as gifted
as you at stringing us along.

So, tell us.
Why are you covering for him?

If you were only worried about
your reputation,

you wouldn't bother to protect him.

I just think he has nothing to do
with any of this.

You think it or know it?

He told us he went to Armon's.
He went up to his chalet.

So, who was the last person
to see Armon Todt alive?

Back in a minute.

Did you see him
come out of the forest, yes or no?

Yes.

Did he have the phone
and the black gloves on him?

No, he didn't have the gloves.

See? You can do it when you want to.

We'll get there.

We'll get to the bottom of this.

So, that's what happened, then?

Right?

I...

Maybe, I don't really know.

Honestly, I don't know.

Why didn't you tell us that
from the start?

What is it?

There's something else.

What is it, Mom?

You tell him.

Jakob.

I am your father.

You are my son.

-You are our son.
-You're kidding!

It's all my fault.

Bruno and I tried
to have a child for years.

But the Lord refused

to give us a baby.

Bruno started to think
that the Devil was punishing him.

And that I was sterile because...

I was scum of the earth.

You know that's not true.

That's what Robert said to me too.

What was I meant to do?

He was the only one who...

He consoled you.

Yes!

You can go home, but the boy stays.

Why?

I'm sorry, but you're staying
till your alibi has been confirmed.

You want to pin it all on me?

Like you did with the Arab and Jenny.
Have you locked her up too?

She went ages ago.

It's fine. You can go, Robert.

Res, he has committed no crime.
Let him go.

Let him go home. OK?

Don't ever think
you can tell me what to do again!

Out! Go on. Hop it!

Get out!

What about me?

Hey!

Assholes!
You're all as bad as each other!

He has committed no crime. I know it.

Take care of yourself.

Don't worry about your son.

Will you be alright?

Yes.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Are you OK?

It's the shittiest day of my life.

Apart from that, all's well.

I'm sorry.

I've had a rubbish day too.

Nicole left me.

Do you want me
to move in with you, then?

What?

Sorry. It was a joke.

Did you see Denise's face earlier on?

She looked so sad.

Didn't she?

And Jakob is such a nice boy.

Don't you think?

-Why are you stopping?
-Get out of the car!

Get out, I said!

Wait.

Robert!

It'll be OK, my darling.

I promise.

Let's go home.

I thought the case was closed.

It is.

So, all's well, then.

So, why are you still brooding, then?

You're like your mother.
You never let go.

What are you doing here?

I can't. I've had enough.

Exemplary leadership, Mrs. Rossi.
Congratulations.

When do you start at The Hague?

-In two weeks.
-Bravo!

This time,
you've reached the top of the ladder.

Again, congratulations
on behalf of the Federal Council.

Thank you.

Ah, Mrs. Rossi.

-How are you?
-Fine.

Your leaving do's tomorrow, isn't it?

Yes, I'm getting ready for it.

-Are you coming?
-Of course. I wouldn't miss it.

Good.

Is Kaegi coming too?

I can't get hold of him.

I'm sure he'll be there.
I saw him today.

We had a little chat
about that Neratom business.

Yet again,
he behaved as he always does.

-Neratom?
-Yes, because of his investigation.

He said you knew about it.
You do, don't you?

Yes, of course.

I'm sure I've got him in here.
Let's have a look.

Here we go.

I knew it.

Let's see...

There we go. All good.

There's our pirate!

He'd climbed onto a Neratom drill.

ETERNAL SMOG

And that's Armon Todt next to him,
the village artist.

I was pretty sure
they knew each other.

Do you know who she is,
the girl in the middle?

That young lady
was already pretty back then.

Surely you recognize her, Rosa?

It's none other
than Madam Attorney General,

our dear Barbara Rossi.

NEXT TIME ON WILDER

Your presence
sullies the house of God,

dirty b*stard!

Hello?