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Subtitles by: Bjørn Meyer and Amara

-That's odd.
-Is something the matter?

-Do you have a bicycle pump?
-Out of air?

-The rear tire. Don't know why.
-Wait, I'll ask.

One moment.

Do you have a bicycle pump?
The girl has a flat tire.

-Her? Where is she going?
-The girls' school probably.

-Then she'll have to push her bicycle.
-Don't you have a pump?

She'll walk. It's good for her.

They rather not walk in the dark
after what happened six months ago.

-On the road?
-She was also from the school.

-Their charm does't work on me.
-No, you don't feel much.

Unfortunately I cannot help.

I don't see a puncture.

Like if somebody let the air out.

Your are afraid to walk alone, aren't you.

-Yes
-That i understand well.

-What was her name, that girl?
-Monica Beyer.

She had also been to Munich
and came back late.

-Do you want me to call and get you picked up?
-No, i'm late. I'll have to hurry.

-Thank you very much. Good night.
-Good night.

-What do you have against the girls?
-They're tramps. Good night?

-Hello!
-Oh my god …

Ellen Theis!
I'ts only me, Manger!

Did i scare you that much?
I recognized you immediately.

Good evening, Mr Manger.
I was so nervous …

-But you still took the shortcut?
-I'm out after bedtime.

And then I taught about Monica.
It happened here.

Yes, a little bit further down.
Good thing, me being here.

-What's wrong with the bicycle?
-Flat tire.

-Where were you this late?
-In Munich.

I'll walk you to the school.

-Have you been shopping?
-A pair of trousers and a blouse.

-The stores close at six.
-I saw a movie.

You're not allowed to be out this late.
The doors are closed.

A window is open.
But that you can't tell anyone.

-It's really creepy here.
-Yes, i rarely go here myself.

-You know where i live, right?
-Yes, in one of those houses over there.

-Thank you very much, Mr Manger.
-Do you want me to reinflate that tire for you?

-I don't want to be any trouble …
-It's nothing.

It's done in a jiffy.

Your new trousers.

-Which house is your's?
-You were here in my garden party last summer.

I'll bring it upstairs.
You can't see anything down here.

-Don't make a fuss on my behalf.
-It's no trouble.

-I can walk the last of the way.
-But you don't have to!

Just come inside.

-Do you want anything to drink?
-No thank you.

Sit down.

-I am glad that you came.
-It's late …

-What kind of music do you like?
-Music? What about the bicycle pump?

I have modern music.
I know what all of you like.

-Rudolf?
-It's my mother. We live together.

Rudolf!

Rudolf! Open, Rudolf,
Open the door, please!

Open! You must open the door!

Open the door, Rudolf!
Please! Rudolf!

This is Chief Inspector Derrick.
Dr. Göbel leads the girls school.

This is the second student i lost
in this terrible way in a year.

-Who are they? Don't let anyone through!
-Press people, probably.

-Come.
-You can't take photos here.

Get back, please.

-Has something happened here?
-Yes.

Have you noted everything?
Don't let the girl just lie there!

I'm from Neue Presse.
Are you in charge here?

-Yes. I don't want to say anything. Tomorrow
-Do you have anything to say tomorrow?

Over there it's pretty nice.

-Raped?
-Probably, but not here.

-She was only dumped here.
-Proper.

Did she come with the bike from the station?
Then we'll begin there.

I asked if i should
call the school for her.

That wasn't necessary, she said.
I shouldn't have let her go.

-Wasn't there air in the rear tire?
-No it was deflated.

‘Somebody must have
let the air out.’ She said.

She didn't find any punctures.

Then she walked that way.
The girls always take the shortcut.

Do you think that somebody deflated her tire
to force her to walk?

It's possible.

Hey, Huber? Yesterday i asked
if you had a bicycle pump.

-You didn't have one, you said.
-Yes, what about it?

I asked him because he bikes here.

-Where do you keep your bicycle?
-Today it's there.

-You do have a bicycle pump.
-You didn't have one, you said.

Because it doesn't work.

-It works fine.
-Only sometimes.

Why didn't you want
to let her borrow your pump?

-I didn't feel like it.
-Oh my god, Huber!

-Where were you last night?
-Me? At home.

-Who can confirm that?
-Everyone. The wife, the kids, the neighbors.

I always have an alibi.
I don't have anything to do with this.

How does it look?
What about the store owner?

He? He was home, he says.

He refuses
to lend his pump, then somebody dies.

The killer must have known her.
Known that she was in Munich.

-That's something at least.
-Do you think so?

Good day.

The police are here.

They can't
bring her back to life.

-Please, come in.
-Thank you.

-You can feel the uneasiness.
-Everyone here is obviously upset.

-Are you teaching now?
-Everything is proceeding as normally as possible.

Dirks? Inge Bärwald, Gartke
and Meyer can stay in their room.

-I can understand that.
-Then tell them that.

I which can they stay?
Oh yes, of course.

-Is he always like that?
-Yes, for twenty years.

Those three girls shared a room with Ellen
Theis. You want to talk with them?

Yes, of course.
When did you hear about the murder, Dr. Göbel?

Tonight, a student came to me,
about one o'clock.

Inge Bärwald.
She and Ellen Theis were friends.

She knocked on the door
and yelled for me…

Mrs. Göbel!

-Who is it?
-It is me. Inge Bärwald

For goodness sake, what is wrong?

-Child, it is one o'clock.
-Ellen hasn't come home.

-Her name is on the evening list.
-I wrote her in.

She asked for it. She wanted to go to the
movies and come home with the last train.

How could you?
That is strictly forbidden!

I just wanted to
do her a favor.

How was she supposed to get inside?

Everything is locked,
perhaps she is standing outside?

-I left a window open.
-This is getting better and better. Come!