Hey, you lot, what's up?
Those who know me know I have two great passions in life.
Call of Duty: Warzone and cream puffs.
Today we're testing some frozen products.
All defrosted in just five minutes for a snack between streaming
or for the occasional unwelcome visitors.
Police! Show me your hands!
- Hands up! - Are you still there?
We know who we're after.
Check the beanbag! The drugs are in the beanbag!
- No, not the beanbag! - Quiet!
I got sent that by a sponsor last week! Ah!
- Sure. - You're hurting me!
- There's nothing in there. - Violence isn't the answer.
There's nothing in there.
All units, no drugs in the beanbag.
I've got cream puffs in my eyes. I'm innocent!
Cameras off!
THE DRUGS ARE IN THE BEANBAG
BEST HIDING PLACE
Come on, my dumplings.
I know how boring it is, hunting criminals online.
But your cybercrime unit can't keep making my lads turn up somewhere every week.
I'm sure that he knew we would come.
And I'm sure that your secret informant is dying of laughter at all you mugs
'cause he's fooled the police for the third time.
If you want us to continue taking your department seriously,
maybe you should reconsider your secret relationship with your friend.
I don't want you hopping around crime scenes either.
Just stick to your podcast.
Cybercrime…
Betrayal.
A thread that runs through mankind's history.
Judas, Brutus, Lennard Sander.
EMPLOYMENT CONTRACT
WITHOUT 2 PER CENT
It's always the same.
Your closest confidant keeps nothing but secrets from you.
Then he lies to you.
Then he tries to take away everything which is rightfully yours.
But history also taught us that those who are ruthless,
should think first about who they're messing with.
I'M OUTSIDE!
'Cause one thing all traitors have in common
is they pay a high price for their acts.
Man, I'm so hungry.
- Pizza. - Okay. The plan is actually easy, yeah?
BonusLife right now is looking for a new investor.
We will use a stooge to make an offer which is so good
that their mouths will water at the mere sight of it.
Then we'll use your boss's cash to buy 49 per cent of the company.
You know how a hostile takeover functions, right?
- Lenny and Dan'll still have the majority. - Lenny, Dan, and I.
According to my contract, I'm entitled to two per cent of the company.
And 49 plus 2 means…
Lenny and Dan becoming our servants.
Exactly. From now on,
I'm gonna be the most dedicated, undismissable employee ever.
Then I'll take care of the cash.
- Huh? I thought the cash was safe. - It is. In principle.
In principle? Without the money we can forget the thing.
I have to explain to Behzat why it's a good move.
And Behzat won't want to give us money for some overhyped bullshit.
The numbers have been checked.
The business is profitable and still growing.
A miracle considering its CEO.
- Just take care of the money, okay? - Sure, man.
I've wanted to do something real for so long.
You think I'd let this chance slip away? Tsk.
Moritz?
You have a visitor.
What does he want?
I told you about the body I found. We have a strong suspicion that it was murder.
I have a strong suspicion. The police, not the postman.
- What's this got to do with me? - I'm sure you remember our agreement?
I still have a few frozen cream puffs in the basement.
They're really handy when you have unexpected visitors. If you…
- Yes, please. - Sounds good.
I think somehow your app's been hacked.
I admit it.
I did a deal with the state police.
But I didn't betray anyone.
I programmed a spyware so the criminals would betray themselves.
And the state police could arrest them.
So this is how the spyware works.
My virus disguises itself as a software update.
That's how it installs itself on the dealers' phones.
as soon as a phone is infected,
it mirrors all the phone's incoming and outgoing messages on your laptop.
Without the user knowing.
So can I read them, yeah?
WhatsApp, Signal, Telegram. You name it.
You'd have done the same for four years of freedom.
If you had my skill set.
The day before, they were texting that the drugs were in the beanbag.
I'm 100 per cent sure they knew we were coming.
Can they see that I'm able to read the messages?
Impossible. The spyware on the phone is completely invisible.
Or it'd be a shit program. And I don't program shit programs.
Moritz, I could really do with some help from you.
This is about large-scale drug dealing.
And there are even connections to a string of murders.
There are already five dead people.
Something is going on.
Something awful.
I can't get to the top of the gang.
Something that's "awful".
You should stop making that podcast, man.
I know I took a wrong turn a few years ago.
I can't be bothered any more.
With bodies or drug dealers and the like.
I have a legal thirty 37.5-hour week, so I'm pretty tired in the evenings.
I'm afraid I just don't have time to do your job as well.
If you really wanna hear my opinion,
you don't have a digital problem but an analogue one.
Have you ever thought that a colleague is passing on information?
Aren't you staying for coffee?
Maybe I could help you with something?
Uh…
- What? - Hmm?
- Sure we put them away properly? - Watch out!
- They look happy to me. - Keep your hands steady.
Hello! Lisa Novak. From WATZ.
Our friend Mr Zimmermann said I could ask you a few questions.
- Hmm. - What's she doing here?
I forgot. Moritz called. Said we should talk.
- Who'll take care of the bees? - Come on, we owe him a favour.
Okay, come on.
Do you like honey in your tea?
Thank you.
That's just for me. I can turn it off anytime you want.
Moritz said you might have information for me about the recent murders here?
What murders?
The bodies in Rinseln that have been discovered.
It was a big story in the papers.
Well, we don't read the papers.
We don't give a shit about what the mainstream media
is blathering on about.
- We don't like the press particularly. - Oh!
But Moritz said that you've got out of the business. Is that right?
Keeping bees is our only concern.
Anything else, we're not interested.
I can assure you that you'll be completely anonymous.
There's no need to worry.
We only make honey.
And that's it!
Okay, then.
Yeah.
There's probably been a misunderstanding.
Thanks a lot for the tea and the really good honey.
Also, one more thing.
I believe we actually have a mutual friend.
Maarten from Rotterdam?
Very interesting dude.
He supplied MyDrugs with drugs. And then he suddenly disappeared.
Should really look into that someday.
Yeah. If you ever see him, send him my regards.
- Ciao. - Ciao.
See you.
All right. I'll tell you what I know.
You haven't got a clue about them. They're dangerous.
EMPLOYMENT CONTRACT
- Morning. - Morning.
Tomato sauce, eh? You should have soaked it first.
It's all dried on. Where's the washing up liquid?
Erm, Moritz, I have to go to Dan's office, but I need to speak to you about…
Lenny, I'm sorry. Just a sec.
Mm-m. Delicious.
About Ersan, I never thought he'd just suddenly turn up here.
Mm-m.
We know each other from prison. Now he thinks we're something like…
best friends.
But I already have a best friend.
Thanks for the chance you're giving me.
I really appreciate it, after what's happened the last few years.
I can see how happy you are here. I do just want the best for you.
And maybe Dan isn't actually the shittiest boss in the world.
Everything's perfect just the way it is.
What did you want to say?
Er, so, erm…
- Yeah, thing is this two per cent… - What?
What about it?
Dan, um…
He just asked if you could just not tell anyone else?
Don't want everyone to think they'll get two per cent, huh?
Ah sure. Yeah, yeah.
Shh.
You guys are the best. Thanks.
Oh, a plate got forgotten.
Fuck.
What are you doing?
Ah!
Um, I…
My contact lens fell out.
Ah… There it is!
Did you speak to Mo?
Oh.
It's like he's a new person.
No really. I feel like he's so really good.
I was really surprised myself. "Great boss", he said.
About you.
Well, not exactly.
He said you're not the worst boss.
Even so.
So that says you didn't take the shares out of his contract maybe?
Um. No, yeah.
Erm…
- Yeah, the shares are out. - Oh, I see.
Did he cry again?
No, he took it pretty well.
You shouldn't mention it to him though 'cause he's a bit awkward around you.
Come.
Hey.
Sorry, but do you want a piece of banana bread?
Marie baked it for TikTok yesterday.
I could put it in the smoothie maker if you'd prefer?
So, Bonus meal style.
Nice view.
Mm.
Mm, sorry, that was everything.
You're probably busy finding investors at the moment.
I guess they're probably not easy to find.
No, it was easy. Have one, yeah.
Alexander von Hessenburg. He offered a million for 49 per cent.
My coach is checking the details,
but I'm gonna close the deal in the next 48 hours.
Wow.
That's really… cool.
Well…
"You have to be pretty driven to make it possible."
Richard Branson.
DONATES 5 MILLION EUROS
RENOVATES 100 SCHOOLS
SUSTAINABLE PROJECTS
FOUNDS CHARITY
THE SAVIOUR DONATES HIS MILLIONS
THE PHILANTHROPIST OF A GENERATION!
- Hey. - Hey, whoa!
There you are. They've already decided on an investor.
We've only got 48 hours to find a fake investor
who we can use to make a better offer.
What?
This is the M 1000 headquarters? Crazy.
- Did you hear what I said? - Yeah, I've sorted it.
Just check out financecapitalinvestmentfund.com.
INVEST WITH VISION
Thought up the name myself.
- Ungoogleable. - And this is your work?
Yeah, of course. Plus, I used an old domain.
This thing is inconspicuous.
I INVEST IN OUR FUTURE
All we need is a person we can send there.
Huh? Couldn't Behzat do it?
- I mean, it is his money. - Okay, how can I break this to you.
The start-up world pretends to be young and cosmopolitan.
But they're all just mid-sized companies with a foosball table.
Behind them is the finance sector, and they're even worse.
If they have a choice between an Alexander von Hessenburg
or a friendly penguin guy from a working migrant family…
We need a middle-aged, heterosexual, white man.
With a standard German name. A Thomas Müller.
And best, someone who has nothing to lose.
Or someone who urgently needs money.
Or both.
Herr Zimmermann. Hello.
I'm a coach. And you are the shooting guard. Boom!
Oh.
Really great job.
- See you next week. - Cheers.
And always remember,
if there's a crash behind, there's money…
WHEELER DRIVING SCHOOL
No. No. Go away! Go away!
I just want to speak to you quickly.
- I have something to… - I have pepper spray.
Is that deodorant?
This is lime deodorant.
- It burns like hell. - I just wanted to… Aargh!
Fuck!
You son of a bitch!
You're the son of a bitch!
Thanks to you my bloody foot was shot. Do you know how much that hurt?
I had to go into hiding for months, son of a bitch!
Hey, enough!
Let's all calm ourselves down a bit now.
Emotions have no place here. Not on the road.
Who the hell are you?
Thirty thousand for buying shares in a company for you?
Why don't you just do it yourselves?
Sixty if you don't ask any more questions.
Stop! Shit.
Concentrate, man.
- You know a stop sign. - Fuck!
Sorry. It's my first lesson.
- Slow down, slow down. - You don't have a licence?
- I was in prison. - Wait, bro. Let me drive. No, bro.
Hey, stop, Stop. Calmly now.
A hundred thousand. Not a euro less.
And I'll throw in for you a Class B licence.
- Eyes on the road! - Watch the road!
Ah! Maniac.
- Ersan? - You can see what I'm working with.
Thomas Müller is perfect. Google just gets the footballer.
Finance reports, investment portfolios,
website, X account, LinkedIn… It needs to be super legit.
I'd say we have a business case.
That's exactly the kind of arsehole Dan likes.
Now we have to make Dan a higher offer than this von Hessenburg.
We're talking about how the improved user experience
changes our results.
Of course, we should rest…
…how quickly that can happen with Hitman.
Hitman, isn't that a semi-cool fashion brand?
1.1 MILLION EUROS FOR 49% OF THE SHARES
Great, erm, thanks. Really exciting.
Sorry, I had an appointment drop. Lenny, a sec? It's important.
Uh… Technical.
We now have to focus on two things, our target group and our future goals.
- So? - Hmm?
How's your informant doing?
Has he provided you with any more false intelligence?
I've been thinking. Isn't it possible…
Well, theoretically, that it's one of our colleagues?
Apart from us there was only one person who knew about the beanbag.
Err… Eh?
Ha!
Now listen here, dumpling.
You get information from an informer, and nobody's allowed to know the identity.
And when the information isn't true, you accuse one of our own people?
Just tell me who your informant is,
and we'll charge him with making a false statement.
He's either laughing at you,
or he's giving information twice and is doubling up.
RESPONSE OFFER
"We are delighted to tell you that the CEO Daniel Pirmin Riffert
has included your offer on the shortlist."
Yeah. Now we just have to make sure that it works.
- Our Mr Müller is offering more money. - Yeah, well money isn't everything.
- Hey. Hi. - Hi.
What's up?
Are you getting our retired police dog to search through my room?
No, I just wanted to quickly say hello to your new friend.
What Susi does is up to her.
Your sister's just concerned for you. It's nice.
No one cares about me, man.
Can you leave my room now?
The three of us can chill together, right?
If my brother was fresh out of jail,
I'd take everything apart twice a day. No offence.
And to be honest, family is cool, but supervision is better.
Just because Moritz is your brother doesn't mean you have to trust him.
Susi, it's time to brush your teeth. Come.
Paradoxical intention.
"By confronting someone with their own way of thinking,
you can get them to do the opposite of what they want to do."
Viktor Frankl.
Third Viennese School of Psychotherapy.
Right, gotta go. Jeff Bezos says eight hours sleep is key.
Bye.
Thing is, this Thomas Müller guy, we can't find out anything about him.
We just keep getting this footballer.
It's a good offer, but we can't trust him.
I'm still for von Hessenburg.
That's cool. Then we've come to a quick decision. Lenny?
Yeah, so… Yeah, I also think von Hessenburg is better.
I'll let Thomas Müller know.
Hey, me again.
Sorry, I don't mean to bother you.
I'm sure you're discussing something technical.
I just wanted to bring some muffins.
I googled von Hessenburg guy yesterday.
I know this is way beyond my pay grade, but he's definitely the safer choice.
I mean, 54 company holdings, only one insolvency?
He also invests fairly extensively in retail.
That means supply chains, access to supermarkets…
May not sound super sexy,
but if you want BonusLife to grow, this is definitely the next step.
- Mmm. - Logistics, logistics!
I also hear he's super precise.
He'll check every fact, number, contract down to the finest detail.
If it was up to me to say, von Hessenburg would be my man.
Ah, but you're already on it.
Help yourselves. They're sugar-free.
Dan.
Good luck.
Okay. Ha.
Then I'll make sure von Hessenburg receives the important documents…
- Let's have Thomas Müller. - Yeah, think so too.
- What? - Go with Thomas Müller.
Just because that little pimp said he'd go with von Hessenburg?
You said yourself that Thomas Müller made a good offer.
Yeah, true. But I only said that so you…
We're definitely going with Thomas Müller.
Moritz doesn't get to make decisions.
The two of us are responsible for the business.
Paradoxical intention. Viktor Frankl, Third Viennese School of Psychotherapy.
It's child's play.
There's a positive side to betrayal too.
It shows the true face of the people around you.
You are no longer distracted by feelings,
but you can concentrate on the facts and your goals.
I can ascertain that all the murders are related.
- And I know who's behind them. - What happened to knocking?
I thought you young people are super sensitive about safe spaces?
Sorry.
Constantly apologising's also shit.
Well, what is it?
I've found someone who can confirm the whole story.
It's pretty cosy here.
But, of course, we have to think a little bigger about the whole thing.
I'm thinking a BonusLife campus.
Bigger.
Bigger. Bigger.
If people didn't betray one another
the world would probably never move forward.
IT‘S WORKING. THEY LOVE HIM.
Nice, Bro. One little thing.
Behzat wants to meet you before he sends us the money. Bye.
I thought you sorted the money.
The money has to be in the account by the day after tomorrow.
Behzat wants to have a meal with us. That's how he does business. Old school.
You know what business boomers are like.
37.5-hour week, my arse!
Hey Amira, sorry if I was a bit weird this week.
I thought that… Never mind.
I think I know who's passing on information.
You won't believe who it was.
Great story for the podcast.
Title, "The cream puff caught out in the cold."
Well, maybe we can have a brainstorm.
I'm gonna have a look first. See ya.
Welcome to TatütaTalk,
your favourite podcast for everyone who wants more police in their lives.
It's me, Benedikt, from the cybercrime unit.
Shit.
Today, I'm going to tell you the unbelievable story
of the biggest criminal in Rinseln's history.
Weird that we've never heard anything about him.
Behzat Aygün's history was nothing unusual at first.
His parents came to Germany with nothing.
Now, after many years of hard work, he's boss of his own frozen food empire
with a friendly penguin mascot.
That's not Brotinchen. That looks like a…
dog.
Behzat's a genius. He does a lot of business.
Frozen foods, this and that…
Four golds in the mid-sized business awards.
Three hundred employees. Filling and packaging is fully automated.
It's an amazing achievement.
Most people like us get the door slammed in their face by the banks.
In a fairer world, this kind of story would never happen.
When Brofrost was in crisis, not a single bank helped him.
It was almost like they wanted him to go bankrupt.
Then, suddenly, things picked up again.
And in the balance sheets, there's no clue as to how he managed that.
A great mystery.
And who's behind it all?
I used to deliver frozen foods for them, know what I mean?
Yeah, but that's all over.
When he sees your business capabilities,
he'll make all our dreams come true.
- Oh, Ersan! - Selam abi.
- How nice. Aw. - I'll put the microwave on.
This is Moritz, my business partner, and best friend.
Moritz, I've heard so much about you.
We're on first-name terms here. I hope that's okay?
Yeah.
Cold food, warm company.
You have a very impressive company. Ersan's showed me.
What do you think about Brotinchen?
It's, um…
Classic?
Yes, exactly.
Cute, isn't he? With the big eyes and the fat nose.
Yeah but, our marketing people…
I mean, Micky and Goofy can't suddenly turn into dogs.
Actually Goofy is a dog.
- I thought Pluto was a dog. - He is. They're both dogs, yeah.
So why does Goofy walk on two legs and Pluto on four?
I hope you're hungry.
Aah. Everything you see here can be bought ready-made from us.
- In restaurant quality. - In restaurant quality, bro!
A bit of spice.
Mmm.
Thank you.
Now tell me about this "Bonus Monus" thing, yeah?
Too spicy?
It's okay.
BonusLife sells nutritional supplements for gamers,
people who have a poor diet, 'cause they play computer games all day.
I know the idea sounds dumb, but there's a huge market for it.
The company seems to be very successful.
So the idea can't be that dumb.
The idea's ingenious.
The current CEO is one of those nutrition freaks.
These nerds are really into it.
Just 'cause something works doesn't make it ingenious.
But it is definitely a good scalable business case.
"A good scalable business case"!
And when the current CEO is gone, there could be real profits to be made.
I thought the company was already profitable.
It is, yeah! Moritz had the numbers checked.
They're large and looking good.
So why do you want to get rid of the head people then?
There's room to make it better.
Well, it sounds to me like you have an invoice outstanding.
- Is there a problem? - No.
No problem.
You're not eating. You don't like it?
Oh, it's super.
TRANSLATE AI TRANSLATOR
The clues in the cold case
lead straight to the Brofrost headquarters.
Brr.
An ice cold business.
But the police are receiving more and more tips.
The guy is no longer eliminating all his competitors.
Now he's killing some of his own lot.
It's a mole he's looking for.
Because Brofrost is clearly nothing more than a front business.
Thanks to the cybercrime unit,
which is an irreplaceable part of the state police and no laughing stock,
we were finally able to stop
the biggest criminal there's ever been in Rinseln,
Moritz fucking Zimm…
A POLICE OFFICER KNOWS OUR EVERY MOVE
WE HAVE A MOLE
WE HAD TO ICE FIVE PEOPLE BECAUSE OF THIS
WE STILL HAVEN'T FOUND HIM.
Moritz?
Are you okay? Was it too spicy?
- Where are the toilets? - The last door on the left.
First left.
Oh God. Thank you.
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.
Where is it then?
Oh no. Where is this fucking toilet…
Now get in there. Damn it. Come on.
Bend your legs. Come on!
Huh?
Oh God.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Fuck.
Shit.