A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
[dogs barking]
[indistinct chatter]
[Jacob] Sigmund!
Come on.
Come away, son!
- Sigmund! - [breathing heavily]
- [Freud] Mother. - [Amalia] We are all made of soil.
And back into soil we all turn.
[Freud sobs]
But, Mother, I...
[sniffles] I don't...
I'm not ready to die!
[gasps]
[Sophia] You do not deserve to live.
So kill yourself.
[Freud] Mother.
Father.
I must get ready.
COCAINE
[burps]
[Amalia] You do not decide when you get to die.
I decide that.
It's yet to come!
- Another attempt is needed. - [sniffles]
Make us proud.
[Jacob] Just one step, Sigmund.
A small one. What's so difficult about it?
[dogs barking]
[panting]
TOTEM AND TABOO
[Viktor in Hungarian] Are you sure?
[Izom] Freud is alive. I saw him leave his house.
Izom, please guard Fleur's room.
[Viktor in German] How do you explain this? This wasn't the plan.
Fleur was right.
He's not influencable. He was able to resist.
You're losing it.
You can't do it, neither you nor her. You're both losing your gift.
Ugh, I don't have a gift.
I use a method.
Fleur has the gift.
Fleur is the gift.
Then the gift's no longer reliable!
She's scuffling.
They're scuffling with each other and they're both fighting against me.
Is this the reason why?
I've no idea. I suppose so.
Three, Viktor. Three out of how many?
Four dozen!
[Viktor] This is getting out of control!
What if the singer should remember?
About Fleur and táltos?
Shh. Out of the question. Nobody remembers anything.
And Freud, however, is the exceptional doctor?
The next carriage that comes along could be full of soldiers coming here.
[horse neighing]
Sophia.
Sophia!
[coachman] Whoa.
Whoa.
[breathing heavily]
[gasps]
Greetings, Your Highness.
I want to see...
Fleur Salomé another time.
In my palace in the city.
It is the greatest honour for us.
When would you like us there?
Not "us." [scoffs]
Without you she'll come.
I understand.
Would you like a... séance to yourself or something special?
What I feel like I will decide alone on that evening.
As you should, Your Highness.
Does this increase our chances of being invited to the Peoples' Ball?
- [coachman exclaims] - [carriage recedes]
[Viktor] She'll be alone with Rudolf.
Alone with the crown prince.
Totally alone in his palace?
He doesn't want a séance with her...
Shh.
What do you imagine for her?
She goes thinking she's going to tell his future and...
- You know as well as I do what will be. - [Sophia] It's too risky.
It will shatter her to pieces.
So?
It's the most direct way to him.
It's greater than anything that we've ever dreamed of.
[Sophia] She won't do it anyway.
She won't allow it.
She won't let me get near her.
I saw it in her eyes clearly last night.
[Viktor] You'll make her do it.
Any way.
- After you. - Thank you.
[man groaning]
Well?
[indistinct shouting]
[Franticek humming]
Dr. von SchÃ♪nfeld?
Freud, good morning.
[humming continues]
He sang the whole night long.
Doctor... may we talk with each other?
I know things between us turned out rather unfortunately, but...
I've had an experience that was overwhelming.
Thank you, Dr. Freud.
I look forward to that. But I'm rather busy at the moment.
Doctor, when?
It is urgent. I don't think we have anyÂ time to lose.
It is imperative that we speak now.
Thank you, Dr. Freud. I'll look forward to that.
But I'm rather busy at the moment.
[knocking on door]
[Maria] Madam?
[knocking on door]
Maria?
Yes.
[Fleur] Are you alone?
[Maria] Yes.
Where are Sophia and Viktor?
[Maria] In the city.
[Fleur] Izom?
He's... with them.
[in Hungarian] Relax! Calm down!
- Izom! - [Fleur grunts]
Calm down!
Relax! Izom!
[screaming] No!
[Fleur screaming]
Let her go!
- Why? - [Sophia] Let her go!
Here.
Go back!
I will not ever touch you again.
Leave us alone.
- That's too dangerous. - [in Hungarian] Shut up and leave.
Izom.
Shut the door.
[in German] Many people come to you.
And they bring all of their troubles with them.
Everything dark and sad.
And you relieve them of it.
You replenish their light.
But it's poisoning you.
It's poisoning your dreams, your sleep.
Your soul.
And I knew it would.
I knew it and I did nothing.
I wanted your light.
I used you.
It's... too late.
I want to leave.
I know.
And we will not stop you. You'll have as much money as you need.
Then it will be over.
I'm sorry, Fleur.
The carriage that came... that was... was Rudolf, wasn't it?
What did he want?
You.
He has invited you to a private séance.
I must do it.
You are striving for peace. Please don't think I'm not aware.
A peaceful future for Hungary.
- Fleur... - That's what you're both battling for.
We are. The Hungarian nobility.
And friendship with the Emperor.
I would not stop us finally reaching that goal now.
It will be my farewell gift.
[indistinct chatter]
[Otto] Father! Father!
Give me that.
Please.
[Poschacher] Morning, Inspector!
[Kiss] Good morning.
[Poschacher] Wait there, boy. What do you think?
We can always count on our little snitch.
[Kiss] Have you ever seen any of these men before?
Him, maybe?
No, sir.
Are you sure? You should look again.
Yes, sir.
[dog whines]
Perhaps...
Maybe it was the little girl's brother after all. Leopold von SchÃ♪nfeld.
[Poschacher] You don't mean that, do you?
You believe that abracadabra from the doctor's little girlfriend?
Here.
Why would Dr. vonÂ SchÃ♪nfeld cut his own sister's toes off, would you think?
[Meynert] We have a new patient with us. I prescribe 48 hours' treatment here.
Everything is in order.
Professor! I'm with the security guard. Is Leopold von SchÃ♪nfeld here?
Dr. von SchÃ♪nfeld is at home.
He is unwell.
Do you have a photograph of him?
Could you ask a little more politely?
Do you have a photograph of him... please?
Come with me, please.
Here, give me the dog.
[Kiss] Come here.
Have a look.
It was him.
What is this concerning?
Why are you pestering him?
Dr. von SchÃ♪nfeld has reason enough to suffer.
More reason than his sister?
I demand an explanation!
I'm searching for an explanation.
- Goodbye. - Professor.
[Meynert grumbles]
[dog barks]
[Freud] Inspector?
You want to see Mucha?
There are more important things than Mucha now.
Well, are you coming?
Leopold?
[bird chirping]
[gagging]
Kiss!
[Kiss] What on earth?
[Henriette] Leopold!
Who are you and what are you doing in my house?
- Don't come in. - [Poschacher] Don't come in.
[Henriette] What are you doing in my house?
- Leo... - [Kiss] No, madam, please...
[Poschacher grunts]
[Freud] Breathe in and out again.
- [breathing deeply] - [Freud] Not too deeply.
[speaking softly] When they were little...
he would carry her everywhere, like a... doll.
I think he believed she would always be that way... perfect.
He would rather die... than to see her this way.
Explain this to me, please.
Why would he do this?
Why?
Kiss.
What is that?
[Kiss] What on earth?
Von Lichtenberg, Mucha... now SchÃ♪nfeld.
It's as if... it's as if all three men turned their worst fantasies into reality.
Their hidden thoughts. Like a living nightmare. Or...
Fleur knew those men's darkest secrets, without knowing why
or where from.
How can you explain that?
[Kiss sighs]
I still don't know everything, do I?
Let us continue your therapy further, then.
No, thanks. I don't need it.
What will he want?
[Viktor] To see the future. He wants to know when he'll become Kaiser.
What should I say?
In nine years. Or is that too long?
I have a different feeling.
What if it's just a pretext?
[Viktor] A pretext for what?
What if I'm not alone and the whole family is sitting there?
I mean, the Empress has lost a child.
Maybe it's her child she'd like me to speak to.
That's enough. You will manage.
I'll ready the carriage. Sándor!
[dog whines]
We will leave at eight sharp. Sándor!
[Sophia] There she is.
Fleur Salomé.
One last time.
I will miss her.
Now and then.
I always will.
What if he doesn't agree with what I say? Would it be better to lie, then?
Fleur. Fleur, everything will be fine.
[in Hungarian] Because I'm here.
No matter what will happen, you'll let it happen,
and when you wake up tomorrow, you won't remember it.
I'm here.
You're turning into a táltos.
[Freud in German] I tried to hypnotise him this morning.
It had no effect.
Why not?
I think he's already in a hypnotised state.
[Kiss] This whole time, and still now?
Is that possible?
I would say not.
But there are apocryphal stories about it in literature.
Wild tribes.
People who submissively follow orders. It's only superstition.
And I doubt it.
So?
What do the stories have to say about putting an end to it?
The use of a magic word.
Superstition.
As I said, but...
maybe there's some truth in it.
His parents really messed him up, huh?
[Freud] The son messed up the father.
[Kiss] It's the other way around.
Normally.
"Father, give me that."
"Give me that"?
My son.
He fled from the battle... ran awayÂ in Maglaj.
He deserted.
[horse neighing]
[soldier speaking indistinctly in distance]
[explosions in distance]
[shouts]
[Kiss] Prepare the prisoners to be taken away.
Order dismissed!
We have more urgent matters to attend to, Captain.
A deserter was picked up. A coward.
And a traitor.
Stop!
[Georg] He's already been court-martialled.
Shoot him.
Stop!
I beg for mercy for his life.
My only son's life.
That's the standard procedure. I'm afraid there's no grace provision, Captain.
Not for deserters.
You would have to convince me of your absolute loyalty.
How so?
Through your severity with the enemies of the empire!
How?
[scoffs] "How?"
Those prisoners over there...
Should we share our food with them?
You should shoot them.
Then I'll let your son go.
They're defenceless prisoners.
Them or him.
Execute him!
No!
[breathing heavily]
[gun cocks]
[Otto] Father!
[prisoners praying indistinctly]
[Otto] Father!
[prisoner speaking in foreign language]
[grunts]
- [prisoners whimpering] - Enough!
Father, stop!
I will do it!
[Georg] Don't shoot!
[Otto] Give me that.
I will earn my life by myself.
[Georg] Kill them!
[Otto] Give me that.
Please.
[prisoners whimpering]
[prisoners pleading indistinctly]
[prisoners crying]
[Kiss] No!
[sniffs]
And then?
The other prisoners were allowed to stay alive.
He was a man of honour.
He kept his word.
What have you got there?
[Freud clears his throat] I...
I am convinced that there's a certain connection here.
Between Leopold von SchÃ♪nfeld, Mucha and Georg.
What connection?
Only this morning, Leopold von SchÃ♪nfeld stood exactly where you are now standing.
He was telling me about a melodic song that Mucha had sung all night.
And it seems as if that melody drew him here.
[inhales] Both of them knew it.
They both had heard it?
If one knew the same melody that the other was obsessively singing, then...
maybe.
[screaming]
[humming]
[Kiss] It had an effect.
[Freud] Mm-hmm.
It meant something for him, but...
he stillÂ didn't wake up.
You don't know the magic word, though.
Your hatred ofÂ Georg must have known no boundaries.
[Freud] Frau von SchÃ♪nfeld!
Is Clara going home?
It's the right decision. I'm glad.
Me too.
I can start with her treatment very soon. Tomorrow, if you want.
Stay where you are!
Do you think I'm taking Clara out of here
to throw her to you so you can pick at her?
Do you believe my son did this to her?
You'll never see Clara again.
Clara is Leopold's victim, but I also believe Leopold was a victim himself.
Get out of my way!
You want your daughter back and to know what happened
with regards to your son's involvement. That is the only thing that I hope for.
She belongs to me!
[spits]
Half now.
[laughing]
I have one question.
Why does the army want to see the inspector dead, though?
If a single word about this should get out, Konrad,
you'll see the army standing at your door.
- Then your ladies will see you dead. - All right, Lieutenant.
All right.
Where will you stay?
Right around the corner. We'll wait for you in the carriage.
We'll be nearby, and when it's over, you come back to the carriage.
You know what to do.
[door closes]
[door locks]
Your Imperial and Royal Highness.
[Crown Prince Rudolf]Â FrÃ¤ulein Salomé.
Take a seat.
Thank you.
[Rudolf grunts softly]
Our last encounter impressed me a lot.
I wasn't at my best.
Therefore I wanted to apologise.
I've no idea what you mean.
Your ecstasy that night has been with me in my dreams... every night.
[chuckles]
You were helpless.
That's what matters, you see.
That was what I liked.
What is the reason for my visit?
Are you...
interested in the future?
[laughing]
You can really read minds, can't you?
[continues laughing]
I'm most definitely interested in the future, yes!
I suggest we take a seat at thisÂ table.
Fight back a little, will you?
Please.
Scream a little bit.
Please.
[grunts]
[laughing]
[grunts]
[Crown Prince Rudolf grunting]
[inhales]
[breathing heavily]
Come on, I want you to fight back!
- [screaming] - [bones crunching]
[groaning]
[gagging]
[praying in Hebrew]
[all] Amen.
[in German] I hope that you'll enjoy your meal.
Don't you like it, Sigismund?
You love chicken.
I wanted to give you a treat.
Hey, Siggi, Eli's still wondering how his mother's questions should be placated.
By which, I mean the practice and your career.
She doesn't believe Martha is telling her the truth... about the finances.
- What will he write to her? - The truth, naturally.
And the truth is that all doctors must make a name for themselves at first.
And Sigismund's name will soon be on everyone's lips. Anna!
Yes, well, if that's how it must be...
[Anna] He certainly won't be telling her about the gossip
regarding a recent lecture that you have given.
People are saying that you demonstrated
how mute women stay mute through hypnosis.
It must have been extraordinary to witness that.
What? What is she talking about?
- Anna would love to tell you, Father. - [Anna] Mm-hmm.
I'm controversial again.
Eli, are the arrangements still in place for tomorrow?
[Anna] You two are meeting?
What for?
- Eli owes me something. - [Eli] Yes.
It concerns matters of finance.
[Eli] That's right. [laughs]
[Freud] Hmm.
[man] How much, love?
What?
[man shouts]
FrÃ¤ulein Salomé...
Dr. Freud.
Your temperature's raised.
Do you feel feverish?
[Fleur groaning softly]
Who did this to you?
Thank goodness you came to me.
Tomorrow, we shall put an end to this.
We'll go to Kiss.
This may hurt you, I'm afraid. Just a little.
Fleur?
Fleur, what are you doing?
[moaning]