DER ENGLÄNDER : MORD BEFEHL #krimihörspiel #retro WOLFGANG DAEGER GÜNTER JERSCHKE 1970

Listen to this, presented in the order of the English. Have fun with this retro game and thank you for your like. Kill our enemies! Kill them! Kill! Kill! Kill! With this post-hypnotic command in his head, a man approaches the house of Paul and Steve around 4 o'clock. Paul? Yes? What are you doing there? I'm reading a poem. Someone wants to talk to you urgently. Oh no. He's a friend of Chris Lazenby. What's his name? I'm sorry, I didn't understand the name. Are you a friend of Chris? One moment. He gave me a card with a recommendation to you. Maybe you can help me. Yes, of course. Welcome. Good day. Would you like a cup of coffee? With pleasure. Thank you very much. Please, take a seat. Thank you. I hope I'm not disturbing you. No, no, I have time. So, how can I help you? Mr. Temple, what do you know about Batuu? Batuu? You mean the African state? Yes. Well, I have... Wait a minute, that's strange. Last week I read something about Batuu. I think in a magazine. Ah, yes, right. Here it was. Please. The photo is excellent. Suddenly the man's face changes. He grabs Paul's collar and grabs him. Steven comes into the room and can prevent something bad by throwing a coffee cup over his head. Are you hurt? I'm lucky there are coffee cups. Paul! What is it? He's coming to himself again. Why did he do that? Ask him. Maybe he knows. He wanted to kill you. Why? Maybe he didn't like my tailor. But what is it? Nothing else. Just a little scratch from a coffee cup. Well done. One moment, I'll get you something. What is it? Get away! He was ominous. Yes, he was. I wanted to call the police. He stood up and went out. I couldn't stop him. He has muscles like a catfish. But he lost something. Ah, yes. Here. What is it? A key. At least a clue. And the money here. Here, drink. Yes, thank you. M62. The key could lead us to his trail. Don't be so dramatic. It's a key used for lockers. The number M62. We'll catch him with that. That was the best visit. Don't be silly. There are thousands of lockers in London. Very sharp-minded. But they all have a certain number. We'll start at the British Railway. Maybe we'll be lucky. Nothing will be done today. You have to forge the iron as long as it's hot. It comes out every minute. Chris Lazenby's map. He wanted to kill you? I don't understand that. He asked me, do you know anything about Batu? Paul is his friend. Can you help him? It's my handwriting, but I don't know who gave me the map. A friend. You know Chris Lazenby. Everyone is his friend. Who was it? What did he look like? I'd say he was about 35, tall, blond. Wait a minute. Batu? Now I know who you mean. He used to be a mercenary. Mercenary? Yes, I met him recently. When I was shooting a film about Africa. Not a bad guy. He was able to tolerate a lot. Travers. Yes, that's what he was called, I think. He told me he wrote a book. About his life as a mercenary. About the cruelty during the uprising. Or something like that. Travers? Why did you recommend him to me? I thought you could introduce him to your publisher. The book is good. Did you read it? No, no. But he told me about it. For example, how long you can kill without turning around. I think he deserted. Yes, right. He told me, one day he was supposed to shoot geysers. As payment. But when he took out his gun, it was out. He couldn't shoot. He turned around. Ran to the harbour without looking around. And since then he hasn't touched a weapon. A great man. But why is he trying to kill you now? Nobody. Paul, Chris Lassenby called about Travers. He has pictures from an old weekly show with him as a mercenary. Yes, I'm interested in that. Make an appointment with him. Listen, Stiefelchen. You're going to spy on Travers a little bit now. I found out that he lives outside in Watford. Mercenaries used to be often with the army. Call Jonathan in the Ministry of Defence. Maybe he knows something. Maybe he has documents about him. I'm going to Watford now. Take care of Travers. Will you file a report against my son? I want to talk to him. He's not here, unfortunately. Where does he work? In the city. At an African company. It's a branch in London. Maybe you can give me the address. Then I'll try to get him there. Don't worry. I just want to ask him a few questions. That happened last night. By accident. I'll have it fixed. Can you still do that? I've already ordered someone. Your son had a heart attack. I... I want to apologize to you. I don't understand it at all. Is there any way to make it up to you? Mrs. Travers, I'm afraid you don't quite understand. Your son wanted to kill me. No, that's impossible. Does he get violent sometimes? No. He wanted to rape me and broke your television. I'm sorry, but... What did he want from me? There's a woman. A woman? Yes, she has my son on her conscience. No, I don't like her. I've looked through her. This woman is to blame for everything. She has a bad influence on my son. Something is following him. He has nightmares every night. He screams loudly and rolls around. And in the morning, when I ask him, he doesn't know about it. Since when has he changed so much? What do you mean? Since when has he been violent? So that we understand each other correctly. Kevin is healthy. He doesn't lack anything. I mean, he settled in London very well. It wasn't easy for him to start a new life. Mrs. Travers... He's trying to forget the past. Yes, yes. It's definitely not easy, and I want to help him. We spent almost a lifetime in Africa, Mr. Temple. Now we are somehow homeless. Like strangers, we come here. Because everything we have worked for a lifetime has been taken away from us. This is my husband. He was a good farmer. They killed him in front of our eyes. It was terrible. And we had to be there. Chris is expecting you at three. Please be on time. Yes, yes. Ah, here it is. Last night there was a documentary about Watu on TV. About the expropriated farmers and mine owners and so on. So? That certainly touched Travers. But that's why you don't have a TV set. I'm sorry, but you have no idea about psychology. Where are you meeting the old Johnnessy? In the ministry. I was just about to leave. Good, I'll take you with me. Ministry of the Interior, Westminster, London. Good morning. Can I speak to Mr. Travers? Do you have an appointment, sir? No, but I have to speak to him urgently. I think that belongs to him. Who can I report to? Paul Temple. One moment, please, Mr. Temple. Thank you. Mr. Temple would like to speak to you. Yes, he should come in. Please, Mr. Temple. Oh, thank you. You can leave the bag with me. Good. Mr. Temple? Mr. Paul Temple? Yes. What a strange coincidence. Why? I wanted to get to know you a long time ago. I was going to visit you. Please, sit down. What do you mean, you were going to visit me? What do you mean? Mr. Travers, last night you were at my place with a recommendation from Chris Lazenby. That's a mistake. You wanted to kill me. Don't you know that anymore? The man is completely confused. He can't remember anything. What did I want? You tried to seduce me. But why? For what reason? That's what I'm asking you. I don't find that very strange at all. You are accusing me of a crime, Mr. Temple. Oh, you had me very pretty at school, my dear. And if my wife hadn't happened to spark a coffee pot in between, she would be the poorest widow now. Oh, yes. I was going to visit you. I wanted to ask you for advice about my book. About Bartók? Yes. How do you know that? Because you spoke of Bartók last night. I spoke of... Yes, and when you suddenly got up and wanted to leave, I held you back and tore your jacket. You lost money and this key. The key belongs to a safe at the Houston train station. In the compartment was a briefcase with your name and address. I brought it with me. Your secretary has it now. Ask her. Myriam. Yes, sir? Mr. Temple brought a briefcase. He claims it belongs to me. Yes, sir. Please bring it in. I opened it. I wanted to put the pattern in the safe. Stone samples. Thank you. I don't understand. How did you get to my briefcase at the Houston train station in a safe? I'm forgetful sometimes, but that goes beyond everything. You certainly can't remember the ring fight last night. How is your memory? Good. I'd say quite normal. Do you remember where you were last night? What did you do when you left your office? I... I... I drove home. When did you arrive? As usual, around seven. Your mother told me it was half past eleven. Where were you for so long? Here in the office, I suppose. I might have something to do. Would you like a drink? No, not now. Thank you. It doesn't sound very convincing, what you're telling me. You can't have a whole day's work in your head. That's impossible. But what happened last night is, of course, strange. I actually don't remember anything. Didn't you say I'd missed a coffee pot? Yes. That would explain the headaches I had all day. Maybe I forgot everything because of that punch. Yes, maybe. But would you have forgotten that you wanted to kill me? That's all nonsense. I'm confused. I don't know what to say. Mr. Travers, if I could help you in any way, I'd be happy to. But how? For example, by reading your book. My book? Yes. May I see it? Yes, of course. I've always wanted to give it to you to read. Here it is. Thank you. Because of your head injury, I'd visit a doctor. You made me curious. So I snuck around a bit in our archive room and actually found some recordings of Travers. Why did you get involved in this adventure, Major Travers? I needed money. I'm a mercenary and I get paid well for my service. And that's the only reason? Yes, of course. From the reports we have received, it is clear that after the mercenaries arrived, the situation became particularly critical. Liberator or oppressor? The question remains unanswered. It was Geoffrey Walshhurst, Danville, Batu. Interesting. I won't buy that from him. He's different. It wasn't Travers as we know him. Right. Maybe his book explains some things. Thank you, Chris. Would you like a drink? No, I'll take it from Travers. I don't understand why my briefcase was at the Euston train station. I haven't been there for months. Or it really has something to do with my memory. That will clear everything up for you, Kevin. Please don't worry. I could have killed him. You didn't. There must be an explanation for everything, and we'll find it. I know someone who can help you. Help me? Yes. Temple also wanted to help me, even though I almost killed him. Wait a minute. Maybe that's the solution. I'll go to him again. Maybe I'll remember again. I don't know if that's right. Kevin. Now listen to me. Nothing happened. I'm going on a business trip with the doctor. Do you understand? Oh. Good day, Mr. Temple. Excuse me, but I wanted to ask you something. Mr. Travers? I'm sorry. He's already left. He has an appointment. Half-handed, Travers has a bag of rock samples from a competition company that has no copyright in Batu. Nobody has it. The entire Batu industry has been colonized by President Ikabu. How do you know that there were still rock samples in the file bag? Yes, and whether they really belonged to Travers. Was it valuable stones? I don't know. Maybe he wanted to earn something in return. It is also possible that the things are completely worthless. No idea. And what did you achieve? Yes, darling. Many suspicions, but no evidence yet. Here. He was at the navy. Before that, he studied agriculture. He got a special assignment and was awarded. He fought as a sniper in Cyprus. Ten dead in three days. Terrible. Yes. Johnessy informed me exactly. He was very nice. Tell me, how old is the boy, actually? He's waiting for you to divorce me. Hmm. Please, why not? He can wait, yes. Don't you think? Hmm. Go on. Travers then asked for his release from the army. He didn't feel the strain on Cyprus anymore. He was done with the nerves. Johnessy tried to cover it up. After that, Travers got nervous. Yes, maybe that's why he attacked you suddenly. Hmm. And the memory gaps? Yes, that could be some kind of amnesia. If you don't want to know the truth, you suppress it. Yes, but what truth? Maybe he's involved in a crime. Something has to burden him. Maybe he's too much under the spell of his mother. In any case, he has to go to a nervous clinic. No, he needs our help first. Hmm? You're running away? Yes. Why? This book. That's what I thought. I've only skipped it so far, and I think my publisher will like it. A book against war. Are the massacres also mentioned? Yes. You counted the dead afterwards. Yes, he wrote it too. Everything is written in it. Every dead man increases his longing for peace. And finally, he drops the rifle. It's fascinating and convincingly written. So good? Mm-hmm. Also honest? Yes. What are we going to do now? Maybe he's changed again. You mean, first a saint became a sinner, and now a sinner again? It's all in there. Excuse me. Who are you calling? Rob Dundas. But not in the middle of the night, Paul. Paul is sleeping. Who knows if Trevor won't get an attack again. Psychological lability and amnesia. What do we know about it? A specialist will tell us. Oh, Paul, it's already half past one. Talk to him. I'll ask him for breakfast. Do you know why I married you? End of the game. Panic. Because you're not an early riser. Don't complain to Rob, not to me. It was a stupid idea to invite a guest to our holy breakfast. There he is. But he's on time. No, no, that's Trevor's. A cup of coffee in the early morning, in the mask of the beggar. A little more so that it pays off. Thank you very much. Cheers, my boy. Cheers. So, to the point. If you described the symptoms correctly last night on the phone, it's not an amnesia, but a dissociation. That's really a good coffee. A form of schizophrenia, personality disorder. This can be extremely extreme in certain cases. Can you manipulate this state? Now you're on your favorite topic, hypnosis. Well, that would be possible. Yes, yes. The fears lie before the psychiatrist. But hypnosis doesn't necessarily have to be a bad thing. There are patients who find this treatment beneficial. So you can penetrate the subconscious of the person and program him, adjust him. Yes, certainly. In certain cases. Especially with labile people. Trevor is one, as you described him. Rob, I found that Trevor had a slight blood clot in his neck. Can this be caused by an injection needle? Why not? That's strange. What do you inject into the spine? There are certain drugs that you inject. For example, to influence the hypophysis. Why? You'd better turn to Dr. Kurman. He's an expert in this field. I feel very flattered that a man as important as Dr. Dern has referred you to me, Mr. Temple. Please take a seat. Thank you. So, you're here because of Trevor. He tried to kill me. When? The night before yesterday. From what I hear, he's in treatment with you. Maybe you can tell me more about his condition. Mr. Temple, as a doctor, I'm bound by my duty to remain silent. You know that. Dr. Kurman, if you don't want to tell me, I'll have to hand over the matter to the police. Mr. Temple, you'll understand, I can't possibly talk to you about one of my patients. And what is Dr. Kurman, if you were to accuse him of attempted murder? All right, as you wish. Trevor is schizophrenic. I see. It's an extraordinary case. He's very sensitive. He writes, did you know that? Yes. Do you know anything about his past? Yes, he was a Batuu. Mmm, Batuu is the root. The murder of his father by the natives developed in Trevor a paranoid feeling of hatred. Yes. Can you follow? Yes. He has earned himself as a mercenary to avenge the death of his father, but soon his hatred faded. He made amends with his enemy, Ikabu. He wrote a book about the horrors of the jungle war. Ikabu made him the representative of his mining company in London. But unfortunately, Trevor is becoming reticent again and again. His aggression is suddenly awakening again. And that's why he's being treated by you. Yes, he's being taken care of by me. I'm trying to restore his mental balance. Well, through shocks and sedatives. Do you hypnotize him? No, Mr. Temple. And what about the injection that can influence the hypophysis? What do you mean? How does it affect him? Forced imagination is controlled. But sometimes it seems that such a thing reinforces the drive for aggression. Oh, really? You know, there are days when the patient is nervous and restless, and when he may be stimulated by external circumstances. That's why he was actually with you. Because of his book? Well, you see, that would be one reason. He didn't know if he would like it or not. Maybe that's what particularly excited him. Yes, I think that's possible. Do you understand the police? No, that wouldn't help Travers. No, certainly not. Only I can help him. You can be very calm. I will take all precautions so that this incident does not repeat itself. Well, fine. Goodbye, Mr. Temple. It was a pleasure. Me too. Can President Icabu continue to govern the German mining industry? And if so, will the entire economic situation improve? And that's why Travers has his TV set up. Apparently. Then he's definitely not normal. It's not that simple. If the position of Icabu is then secured... Come on, Borg. It's about to start. They say that Icabu should be repelled by insurgents. No shot has been fired yet. By the way, Icabu is coming to London for a private visit. When? Tomorrow. He would never leave his country Can you determine whether the rebels have been supplied with firearms? That's a waste of time, Paul. If something like that were going on, Icabu would be the first. He's not stupid. I would only be interested in why he's coming to London. Yes, that must have a reason. It's not just a private visit. Officially, he doesn't meet with any government representatives. But that's why he can still point out the problems of his country. Yes, exactly. So... This way, Mr. Travers. Please sit down, my dear. Relax. Would you mind if I watched? No, sit down. See? Travers speaks very well. Hello? Yes, where are you? You won't believe it. Yes, then I know. I'll be right there. I have a great surprise for you, Paul. Travers is the representative of the government of Batumi. Nevertheless, he negotiates with Willjoins, as I have heard. What? With Willjoins? Yes. That would mean that Travers is playing a double game. I thought about that, too. Hard to believe. That would indirectly support the insurgents. Unbelievable. Paul. Is it possible that he was forced to do it? Yes, that could be, of course. But why? For profit. So, Willjoin. Yes, I could imagine that. Ah, Miriam. Mr. Temple. You must want to speak to Mr. Travers. Yes, please. I'll tell him. Mr. Temple, I owe you an explanation about yesterday. Yes, right. Kevin, Mr. Travers, wanted to come to you yesterday, but I turned him down. Aha, he told you about his first visit. Yes. And you wanted to protect me from another attack. I only thought of Kevin. As his secretary. But now I can talk to him for a moment. Does that have to be? You know, I want to help him. He has the help he needs. Please, Mr. Temple. I want to keep everything unpleasant away from him. His doctor said... Dr. Kurman. Oh, you already know that? Oh, yes. He assured me that Kevin would be healthy again. I am happy about that. I will take care of him. What kind of flower is that? Do you know that by chance? A chinchirinchi. She is beautiful. It sounds like a harp when the wind blows through her. It's magical. Chinchirinchi. That's why she has this strange name. Indeed. She is also the national symbol of Batu, isn't she? Yes, that's right. Well, let's see. I want to tell him that I liked his book. Really? That would please him. You'll see. Good day. I just wanted to tell you that I recommended your book to my publisher. Did he like it? Yes, I read it in one go. How are you? Oh. Is your treatment progressing? Don't start again. What treatment? Your treatment at Dr. Kurman. Dr. Kurman? Paul? It doesn't matter. This little mountain here will keep us busy for a long time anyway. You seem to have dug up all the documentary reports about Batu. We should take a look at them now. Do you want something to drink? Coffee. You always ask me things I don't know the answer to. Ask me something I understand. Maybe I need a treatment. Maybe you're right. But I haven't been to a doctor yet. When we first met, I showed you this. The man can't remember anything at all. When he turns his head for a moment, Paul discovers a small indentation in his neck. I guess so. A dirty business policy. Tell me. Do you think Icago sacrifices all his political principles and negotiates with Will John? No. It doesn't look like it now. It wouldn't be in Will John's interest to negotiate with Icago. Why not? If Icago's political policy is successful, the neighboring states will probably follow his attempt. And Will John would lose his fortune. So he will try to overthrow Icago or get rid of him in another way. Yes, exactly. The rebels are missing weapons. Unfortunately, there are many countries that sell weapons to any random person. I would like to bet that the rebels will be supported by Will John. We'll find out soon enough. When Icago comes to London, we'll wait and see. Where's Paul? I don't understand. Would you like another sip? Will it work with him? Yes, it's time. What about Temple? We'll see about that. Is it going to be that fast? It depends on the treatment. I think the drug I gave him turned out to be effective. I'll write a book about it. That's all you can think of? Yes, that and my money. What I was going to say, Temple will be paid extra. Kill him right now! He will still be paid extra. Good morning, Mr. Temple. Do you remember me? Look at me closely. Do you remember now? But you remember your friend, Mr. Travers. Mukta. Do you remember anyone in this room? Come on, hurry up. He doesn't know anyone here. I don't care. The main thing is that you have everything prepared for the reception of Icago. When he leaves, he won't remember anything. Neither Batu nor his revolutionary president. For 5,000, I can expect that the matter will go unnoticed. I assure you... You don't have to assure me. I want to see facts. If the machine was on time, Icago would have to be in London. Yes, the plane has landed. Come, Kevin. Wait. Why? Clever. What is it? Very clever, Mr. Temple. Explain it to me. He taught himself the miracle of the hand. Pain can almost stop the effect of treatment. You knew that before, Mr. Temple, didn't you? Let's go. And what about Temple? Kill him. No, he has nothing to do with the liberation of Batu. He is a stranger to us. Miss Ingasa, I am in favor of giving your country back to you. The death of a man doesn't matter. Kurman, no! Don't worry. I will treat him again. Then he will definitely not remember anything. I would advise you not to get involved in things that have nothing to do with you. You get your country back and that's it. That cost me a lot of money. And so that we understand each other, my love, I command Batu and no one else. Got it? Temple won't cause you any trouble. He won't succeed in this trick a second time. He's a wreck. You see? So, Mr. Temple, let's try it again. You don't do something like that unpunished with our Paul. He can escape and fly home to Steve. Hello, Paul. Where are you for so long? Yes, he's here. One moment. Hello, Paul. Chris, find out right away which way Icabo is going. From the airport to the hotel. One moment. I already know that. I'll find out everything right away. You're lucky. You wouldn't have heard from me. Not a word. Hello, Paul. I can tell you exactly. Listen up. Travers wants to kill Icabo. He's on his way to him. Where is Icabo going? No, no. Tell me the exact route. Yes. Yes, the destination. Sherwin Hotel. He left the airport 30 minutes ago. He should be almost at the hotel by now. Sherwin Hotel. Travers will definitely take care of him there. Get in touch with Pritchard from the special department. He's a friend of mine. No, you stay here. Steve, of course, too. I'm leaving now. No, no, doctor. It's too late. I can lay the eggs and he'll breed them. I'll drive you there. No, you won't. You stay here. Explicit order. Steve, special department Scotland Yard. Sherwin Hotel, please. As soon as possible. Did you get the message yet? Yes, a few minutes ago. Your friend Lesenby already told me what to do. Can you stop the car or turn it around? It's almost too late, but I want to try. They're coming. They just turned into the street. They're here now. Maybe I can still make it. An African dictator is making a claim. I am in the interest of our country here. As president of Batu, it is my duty to take care of you. For you, your children and your families. I am one of you. A Batuan. Hurry up. Are you all right? Why are you in such a hurry? We'll be right there. We will win the fight and finally defeat our enemies. Paul! What happened? Wait. Be careful. Travers, give me the rifle. Give it to me. Come on. He had to die. You understand that, don't you? He killed my father. I hated him. Yes, yes. I had to kill him. Is that the man, Paul? Yes. He was even programmed to do the deed. Very sophisticated. Here is the gun with which he shot. He didn't shoot. Come with me. I killed him. It was me. She has nothing to do with it. Let her go. It was me. I killed him. A rather complicated case for our Englishmen with many twists and turns and some deadly dangers. That's it for now. Listen to the channel for real audio games and retro fans. Now I say thank you for a like and see you soon here on this channel. Bye.