A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
So? Have you cleaned and polished your boots?
Are they outside the door?
Ah.
Yes? But who could be standing outside the door?
Krampus!
- Were you both good all year long? - Yes.
- Yes.
Krampus will know if you're not telling the truth.
And if you're telling lies...
he'll start to get angry.
He'll gobble you up!
Ah!
The children really were good all year long!
- No Krampus! - No Krampus!
So, then, there are gifts for everyone.
Ho, ho, ho.
- They're so big. - Look.
So lovely.
- What's in there? - Have a look!
Alfred?
Do we have to leave?
Go back to sleep. I was just checking.
Because you're scared.
I will make this better.
REGRESSION
DR FREUD
Good morning, Doctor.
Oy vey.
Doctor?
Look at this mess.
Good morning.
He was in the mental institute.
I enquired after him.
Szpilman?
In my clinic? Hmm...
That's where he hanged himself.
It is this house. There's a curse over it.
They shouldn't have built it, you know.
Four hundred people died in one theatre fire.
The doors wouldn't open. It was awful.
That's what the police said.
But the people down in the pit were able to escape.
Only, the poor devils up in the gallery, they were all burned to death.
There was one child called Franzl. I liked him.
And the Kaiser?
The Kaiser with his terrible conscience.
He stuck a new building on the burnt ruins soon after it happened.
A tenement, which didn't help anyway. I mean, who would want to live here?
On this forsaken ground.
And everyone who lives here loses their mind.
I never should have let you into this apartment.
Doctor, just look at you.
Go and get some sleep!
Come on now.
No! No! No! Come and see.
I'll show you.
What do you notice?
Hmm?
What do you think I know about pianos?
But I think you know a great deal about dust.
Look at this.
The mechanism...
The felt! Hmm?
Well, yes, a few of them aren't as dirty as the others.
Yes!
These ones.
Hmm?
I...
must get to the clinic.
Mm-hmm.
Countess?
Count?
Where is Fleur?
Gone.
Countess!
An imperial ambassador is waiting.
- Viktor, Viktor! - Hmm?
Wake up!
What happened? What has happened?
Fleur's gone.
She's gone.
Viktor von Szápáry?
That is I.
His Imperial Highness, Crown Prince Rudolf, would like to speak with you.
I shall come right away.
Naturally.
Is she with him? With Rudolf?
- What did she do, for God's sake? - Calm down!
- She's out there. What is she doing? - Calm yourself!
Willi?
Karli?
Are you there?
Karli?
Have you seen Karli? Do you hear me?
- I'm talking to you! - What is it?
Listen, have you seen either Karli or Willi?
No!
Why? Has something happened?
I have seen them.
Where are they?
It's quite simple. If anyone harms me, they get what they deserve.
- What have they done? - Tell me who paid you to do it.
Everybody pays. Nothing's free, you know that.
This procrastination won't help you.
Stay out of this, Poschacher, I want to do this myself.
Fine. Come on then!
Are you out of your minds?
- Stop this now! - This is not your concern!
If you want to harm him, you have to get past me first. Quite simple, really.
Inspector!
Looks like they finally found Heinzi.
You should go.
Karol Szpilman. Do you recognise him?
The pianist? Yes.
I'm aware he escaped the Ringtheater fire and committed suicide here.
But nothing else.
We always said that he was the last victim.
And that was over two years later.
He believed he set the fire himself.
I know that this may sound completely absurd, but...
can you remember if Szpilman ever mentioned anything about Fleur Salomé
or a Countess Szápáry at any time?
No.
But the best person to ask would be Professor Meynert.
He was the senior physician. I'm sure he'd be able to help you.
I think he's in the basement with the criminals.
- With Mucha? - Yes.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Come with me. The crown prince is expecting you.
Viktor von Szápáry.
Your Imperial Highness.
Szápáry, take a seat.
Thank you, Imperial Highness.
Thank you.
One doesn't thank servants.
Forgive me, Your and Royal Imperial Highness.
I'm no longer that familiar with customs at court.
Your invitation came quite unexpectedly.
Then make yourself familiar with them, Szápáry.
With the familiar customs.
You shall be needing them.
The Imperial Court requests the family of Szápáry
to be in attendance at the Peoples' Ball.
You will be the first Hungarian to shake hands with my father.
You shall belong.
Your Imperial Highness,
I, Hungary and the peace in Europe... we thank you.
Thank Fleur Salomé.
She impressed me greatly.
I shall be sure to convey your gratitude, Imperial Highness.
Did Fleur foretell your future?
In the brightest colours imaginable.
Mmm?
I must say, Szápáry...
I've been rather indisposed these past few days.
However, since my mother encouraged me to invite you...
I loathe exaggerations,
but I can safely say I've been a different person ever since.
Such a fine-looking man, so handsome. Sit down here.
In my house, nobody wears a hat!
Heinz is already waiting for you.
He wants to talk to you downstairs.
Little troll!
Is there a problem?
Kiss is still alive.
Two of my men were torn apart.
And so?
You must help me.
He threatened me.
He wants to know who wants him dead.
I said nothing, nothing at all. But I know one thing.
When he wants something...
There's nowhere I can hide. Next time, he'll catch me alone and then...
He must be dealt with.
Give me a glass.
You have hundreds of soldiers under your command.
We need a few of them.
Just for our safety.
You can keep the payment. But you're not getting the deposit back.
Come on then.
Dear Fleur, where are you?
She was not with him.
What did he want then?
No.
Yes.
We're invited.
The day after tomorrow.
She has achieved it.
- Fleur has done it! - She has done it.
The police were here... about Fleur.
I know where she is.
- Professor Meynert. - Dr. Freud.
- I would like to speak with you. - I'm sure you would.
Szpilman, Karol. One of your former patients.
I have reason to believe he could make for an interesting case study.
Have you not heard yet?
We have a new patient with us.
Fleur.
Freud, get away from her!
Professor, you know this is not right.
You can't create a fever artificially in this patient.
Her temperature is far too high. When her second personality...
The Szápárys did this.
They admitted her, didn't they?
Professor, I'll explain it to you.
- Fleur Salomé is... - A dangerous, insane criminal!
- What? - She attacked
and injured a policeman last night
in the Mölker Bastion.
She was foaming at the mouth.
She is a danger to the public.
She is obviously not a danger
to anyone here now.
- Please would you release her? - I prescribed 48 hours' treatment here.
- That is torture. - That is therapy.
Thermo-therapy, with 100 years of proof.
Therapy, Dr. Freud.
Perhaps you should take time reflecting on what that term actually means to you.
It is torture.
Her treatment's mine.
I...
we were right about Leopold.
Top of the class in your school.
A maniac.
And Clara?
Which physiological cause was there for her condition?
Which organ was diseased?
- What was she missing besides her toes? - I'm warning you, Dr. Freud.
You're never going to find out. Clara is gone. She's saved.
By her mother, from you.
Oh...
And Mucha?
Another physiological impairment of the brain?
- Must be an epidemic. - Quiet down!
Freud, I warned you.
You're no longer required!
Fleur.
Fleur? She's down here?
In this darkness?
Fleur? Where is she?
Cell number four.
Dr. Freud!
Táltos.
What are you doing to Fleur?
- Are you Professor Meynert? - That's correct.
This man has been harassing my family for days now, unrelentingly.
- He has an obsession. - What?
- No! No! - My niece is a seriously ill woman,
and his unwanted attention is deadly for her.
Please remove him.
- You're the danger to her! - He's completely insane!
Come on, calm down.
Stop! Don't. Stop. Stop!
Professor Meynert, they're the danger to her. They both are!
They poisoned Fleur and they're using her to poison others.
Mucha, Leopold. Leopold is one of their victims.
He knew the symbol. And Mucha knows the same melody that Szpilman recited.
- Freud! - Professor.
They're using hypnosis on her.
They know how to use an extreme form of suggestion.
You were at my house.
You managed to hypnotise me to take my own life.
I would now like to see my niece, if you don't mind.
No!
Freud!
Don't make this so difficult.
- Allow them to pass! - Professor, I'm begging you.
You only have yourself to thank for this.
- Seize him and take him away! - Karl!
No, don't! Don't!
Don't let them see Fleur.
- Professor, I'm begging you! - Calm down!
Don't let them see her!
Professor!
I'm begging you, don't leave them alone with her.
In private. Thank you.
How does he know all that?
- Szpilman! He knows about the fire. - Be quiet.
Stop!
My child!
My dear child.
The day that I found you...
the day that you revealed your gift...
that day was when your gift became mine to keep.
And our mission has been fulfilled.
You did it, my child.
Forgive me.
Freedom.
Freedom for Hungary!
Fleur?
She is still alive?
I can feel it. I have everything with me.
No, no, no. She's gone.
It would be too conspicuous. Izom should do it.
What about Freud?
He knows nothing.
That is clear.
And nobody will believe what he does know.
- Come on. - That's it, off now.
Please.
I'm going to sedate you, Dr. Freud.
Then I'm going to take you on as my patient
and have you strapped to your bed for your own safety.
Or... you go.
You immediately, of your own free will, leave this building.
And you never enter it again.
The choice is yours.
Escort Dr. Freud the door and inform the guards
that his presence here is absolutely at all times forbidden.
My door is open for you at all times, Theodor.
You know my office hours.
Look at that!
What have we got here?
Hair tufts.
Who was this?
A hussar.
What did he look like?
Fresh, young.
He had a scar on his cheek.
Riedl.
Would you make a statement that you saw First Lieutenant Riedl this evening?
I will.
Inspector, where are you going?
Where am I going? Weren't you listening?
Inspector, stop, please.
I've survived many things, and I'll survive Riedl too.
Yes, you will.
You will indeed.
But if you go to find Riedl now, no matter if you kill him or not,
Lichtenberg will know you're pursuing him.
And he must act then.
Then you won't only be dealing with Riedl, who bribes a few whoremongers,
you'll have a whole company of hussars standing outside your door.
Is that really what you want?
But...
we have a witness.
And what we need now is a strong ally.
You know who I mean.
I implore you.
He respects you.
Take over Fleur's treatment.
He'd gladly hand it over to you. He hates working down below there.
Breuer, you know the Hippocratic Oath
that you have sworn as I have.
The damage Meynert is able to do
while we stand here and you remain silent...
Fleur Salomé is the greatest accomplishment in medical discoveries.
She's living proof of just how much even we, Charcot,
you and I marvel at hypnosis and its power.
Post-hypnotic suggestion.
Fleur is able to do it when she disassociates.
And the Szápárys are using that to make people more submissive.
That's enough!
I've been all through this with Bertha Pappenheim.
The loss of all sound judgement, and the loss of self-worth.
I should have kept you away from Fleur, far away from her,
from the very start.
Through violence, if necessary!
You have decided not to help me.
"I will use treatment to help the sick according to my ability and judgment...
but never with a view to injury and wrongdoing." Remember?
- The Hippocratic Oath. - Yes.
And?
I am not prepared to break it.
Especially not when a friend's involved.
I also am not.
Close the door behind yourself when you leave.
It was definitely First Lieutenant Riedl.
I recognised him.
- From the scar on his face. - Wait outside, if you would.
You want me to arrest a first lieutenant of the Imperial Army
based on the statement of a whore?
That's not correct. Of course not!
- What do you want, then? - We don't want him arrested.
You should summon him as a witness.
Ah, great.
So he can say, "No, I didn't stab the whoremonger in the wine cellar"?
No.
So that you can have a look under his helmet.
Heinz Konrad's murderer was injured in a way
that will leave a mark on him for quite a while.
That's disgusting!
One look under his helmet.
One look!
- We're wasting our time here. - Yes.
Wait where you are!
The law applies to everyone, according to imperial decree.
I'll call First Lieutenant Riedl. He'll be questioned as a witness.
I guarantee you.
Shit!
Doctor! Doctor!
My penis only speaks Latin now, we can't understand each other any more.
Doctor, you must help!
Your message sounded urgent.
And sounds like an evening's adventure.
Sit down.
♪ Quietly the evening bell rings ♪
♪ Nature goes to sleep ♪
♪ Birds sing farewell songs ♪
♪ The sun is leaving westwards ♪
♪ Quietly a nun in a black attire ♪
♪ Walks through the monastery ♪
♪ Quietly praying for the warrior ♪
♪ Who was injured in battle ♪
♪ Who is knocking at the gate? ♪
♪ An old man walks in ♪
♪ "My son is here He's wounded ♪
♪ I'd like to care for him" ♪
♪ The nun says "Poor father ♪
♪ Your son is not alive any more ♪
♪ He just took his last breath ♪
♪ His wound was too severe" ♪
Kiss is here. He's alone.
What are your orders?
Let him enter.
I warned you.
He knows how to defend himself.
By attacking.
What are you doing here?
I just wanted to see your face when I ask you this question.
Was it him? Did Georg stab the Horváth girl?
What do you think?
It's obvious that he is innocent!
He's a man of honour.
Why do you not kill me, then?
Because I too am a man of honour.
Georg was killed in a duel.
I have respect for the tradition.
There may have been a misunderstanding.
I mean, why don't you kill me yourself?
A man of honour who wants revenge should have the decency
to get his own hands covered in shit, wouldn't you say?
But you'd rather send a pair of moronic syphilitics
and your little lackey after me. Why?
I have a friend, you see.
He's a bit strange, but a good head on his shoulders.
He would say that...
that you'd prefer to send Heinz Konrad along,
because you unconsciously have your doubts,
and aren't entirely sure
whether he was innocent or not, your Georg.
I will see that you die, Kiss.
Not yet.
Not here.
One more thing, then, before I leave.
This is a summons, signed by General Inspector Janecek.
For Lieutenant Riedl.
You are to report tomorrow, at 9:00 a.m. sharp, at the police station,
in order to be questioned in relation to the murder that you witnessed
of Heinz Konrad. Thank you. You can now go.
What's wrong?
- Oh, Dr. Schnitzler! - Don't stand there. Help her.
- Of course. That won't work. - I want to die!
She's only dislocated something, for goodness sake. She's an hysteric.
- Come on, grab her! - Yes.
No, that won't work at all!
- Was that necessary? - Yes, of course.
Please calm down, good lady!
I'll help you.
I'll lift you from under your arms.
Now.
Let go of me. Let go of me, will you!
I think... I already feel good.
- Really? - Yes, it doesn't hurt at all any more.
You must be a doctor. We can go back home now.
- Shall we? - Of course.
Oh, it still hurts.
- Professor Meynert. - What?
Excuse me, but there are two policemen here to see you.
Professor. It's an honour.
We were advised that someone had escaped from here, a criminal.
On whose advice?
Anonymous.
Ah!
And you believed it so readily?
Nobody has escaped from here. Now stop wasting my time.
The person who gave the tip knew that a certain Fleur Salomé is here.
Word soon gets around, she's a woman of renown!
Shall we check that all is in order?
Sir?
So you want a guided tour? It would be my pleasure.
Fleur...
I'm taking you away from here.
Shh.
Her illness...
her vanity... has now reached a pathological level.
So, here we are.
You see? Locked.
Everything is in order.
Look for yourself.
As you can see, Fleur Salomé is in safe custody.
Mm-hmm.
Such anonymous tips are symptoms of pathological need for...
Come.
I'll show you the other patients.
I'm taking you to my apartment. Trust me.
Please don't worry.
Pavel, why is this door not locked?
Please go ahead, gentlemen.
The cell doors, on the other hand, are locked the whole day and night.
♪ Ha, such lust from beautiful eyes ♪
♪ Her blooming chest gives life... ♪
- What is this? - Agatha.
Agatha, come! Come on!
Come! Go!
Stop!
Stop or I'll shoot!
Shit.
Lenore, have you got a light?
Here they come.
- Do you need help? - It's fine.
My goodness, look at her!
Sweet Jesus!