Marmorera

Look out!

Murderer.

It's gone.

- That was lucky. - Strange. There's not a tree to be seen.

- The squirrel has no business to be here - And you?

Hey. This is where my home village is. Yours too, darling.

- Since last week. - Otherwise you'd run me down, too?

Yes. Down with the Teutons. And the rest of the foreign bastards!

I underestimated you. You're not only a mean murderer but also a psychopath.

It's called psychiatrist. It sounds similar but there's a slight difference.

All right.

The water roared, the water swelled, a fisherman

sat beside...

Don't look at me like that. I promised you Schubert after the summit of the pass

What have I married?

And as he sits there and as he listens,

the waves split and from the turbulent

water a watery woman bust up.

- Look. - He cost me quite a packet.

- What? - The romantic fisherman down there.

Did you think he was included in the price?

And what did the squirrel cost you?

Almost a life. I mean, its life.

How's your Romansch, Dr. Cavegn?

Bad.

Hello.

Good morning.

Can we come in?

- My grandmother was a Cavegn. - Marea Theresa.

Yes. Do you know where her grave is?

Come.

The top of the dam, where we are right now, is 1684 metres above sea level.

The bottom of the lake about 80 m lower.

There's the village Marmorera.

When the water level is low, the church spire shows above the water.

- Where? - There! On Sundays at 10 the bells ring.

Look at the boat,

where's the fisherman? - He's gone to ring the bells for you.

A photo... a photo...

Another one.

Simon, look!

Call the emergency!

They'll be here in 15 minutes!

Motta, examining magistrate from Savognin. Did you find the dead lady?

Cavegn. My wife.

We've told the police everything. I confirmed his death. I'm a doctor.

Cavegn from Marmorera?

Yes. Gian Cavegn was my grandfather.

- It doesn't sound like it. - I was born and bred in Zurich.

- Does she go in the hearse? - No, you take her down.

CASUALTY

Come on, Thomas.

Stop!

Stop! Hey!

Please warn me

next time you bring a hysteric dead person.

Then I'll wear my running shoes.

Hello.

What would you like?

- Two grappas. - We have enzian, träsch, apple schnapps.

Two apple schnapps, please.

And a black tea.

- Two. - With milk.

Excuse me.

Didn't you see the fisherman in the boat?

I can't look out of the window all day.

Heart-warming, our home village.

- Where did you find him? - Behind the old village road,

near the cemetery.

But he didn't quite make it.

Impossible. Nobody runs away with

acute hypothermia.

She does. And fast. Doesn't she, Conny?

Yes, it was incredible!

Good morning, Dr. Kovach.

Alexandra, thanks for coming so soon. It's a strange case.

Almost a miracle.

Pulse and blood pressure are OK.

But look!

Did you mix up the order?

No, it's in the right order.

Like a poikilothermic animal, her temperature

fluctuates with the environment.

Keep the change.

Thanks, goodbye.

Thank you.

That's how I pictured it. It's nice, the old village.

I was born in this house.

And Marea there.

It's rising again.

- Water power. - Don't listen to him.

Come and sit down, Giovanoli. Do you want a beer?

Half sinking himself,

half pulled by her,

he went down and was never seen again.

You know Schubert?

- The old man was frightening. - He's harmless.

The Schubert song. Strange.

He must have heard it when we got out of the car.

The words aren't so easy to understand.

- He likes Schubert. - You must know, Mr. Psychiatrist.

It was nice here, but let's go.

The same picture as on the ECG.

Obviously a technical problem.

Maybe the voltage collapsed.

Look, she's awake.

Temperature: 34.5.

Blood pressure and pulse suddenly stable.

- What's the matter? - I feel so hot.

- I think I'm getting flu. - Come on, I'll drive.

Ralph, we need a helicopter. It's for a transfer.

- Rega 7 has taken off. Patient on board. - Roger,

Rega 7. Have a good flight.

I think the monitor's given up.

Don't panic,

the radio's had it, too.

Rega 7 to ground control. We have no radio contact.

Control centre? We're in contact again. We're in Zurich.

Shit!

Cause of death?

Pulmonary oedema with respiratory arrest.

The line was wound round

his head and neck so exactly and tightly suggesting a mechanical cause.

A possible scenario would be

that the line got caught in the outboard motor, then pulled the fisherman

into the water and strangled him. - Just a minute.

He was strangled by the fishing line?

This body was already full of water

before he was strangled, Mr. Motta.

The Americans call it a "freak accident".

Hey! Stop! Stay here!

Come along.

- Hello. - Zurich Hospital. Here's a new patient.

Who's that?

This?

The great-great-great-grandfather of Franz, whom I almost ran over

on the Julier pass today.

This is my grandfather Gian, my grandmother Marea.

This is my mother as a child.

- You're the spitting image of him. - That's what my mother always said.

This is shortly before Grandma's death. She had an accident.

She drowned.

And your grandfather?

When they had to leave the village, he started to work in the power station.

He died of an accident there.

100,000 volts. High-tension pylon.

When they got him down, he was beyond recognition.

Thanks, that's enough for today.

You're cold.

It might be my turn next.

Yours? Out of the question. I'll take damn good care of you, darling.

Drowned! Young woman survived miraculously!

We have a new patient, Dr. Cavegn.

Professor? Oh yes?

Who?

- Her? - You guessed.

Professor, that's impossible.

I recorded her death 3 days ago.

A resurrection like at Easter.

You old son of a bitch.

- He's waiting for you. - Lozzo?

100 points. Are you cold? Veronika, spring is here.

The birds are singing tralala...

Doctor...

Good morning, Mr. Lozzo.

You old son of a bitch.

Doctor, it's urgent.

How are you?

Doctor, I really should...

I know, Mr. Lozzo. It's a long time since you felt the urge...

- No! No! - Why no?

Drain the water.

I understand. You have to pass water.

Drain the water.

The water roared, the water swelled,

a fisherman sat beside

gazing... - It's a nice tune, Mr. Lozzo.

Mr. Lozzo, please.

Thank you.

Nobody knows who it is.

What does that mean? Fishbones in the stools?

EEG and ECG not correctly measurable.

Since Sunday her physical condition has been normal. But she hasn't spoken

to anybody, she behaves stuporous.

There is a suspicion of catatonia.

You talk to her first.

Me? Why should I?

You've been chosen.

Hello, I'm Simon Cavegn,

the doctor who is treating you.

What's your name?

I see, you like to dance?

Are you a dancer?

Can you tell me where you come from?

Where you live?

It's hot, I know. Tell me your first name.

The spitting image.

What...

is the spitting image?

You also know that tune?