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Request for Assistance A-21/99

Well...

I'm here to tell you who the new chief of Homicide is.

We got a lot of applications from the best people.

And when it came to the final decision,

you were in the top three.

I suggested you as most suitable...

But someone was better.

Maybe so, but...

you got the job.

- Congratulations, Ingrid. - Thanks.

- Congratulations. - Thanks.

Ingrid, it was a risk appointing you,

the first female chief of Homicide.

You're well known abroad as an internal investigator.

It's not going to be easy.

I suggest you be humble in the job.

And cooperate.

I'll present you to the chief.

She wants to congratulate you.

- Okay. - Well...

Talking of luck...

In return, I managed to get us a rise in our bonus.

- A good rise. For everyone. - Okay.

Ulf, what do you mean by "in return"?

I had several meetings with the chief of police.

So she upped the budget

in return for me being chief of Homicide.

- Not in so many words. - Really?

Absolutely not.

Good, then.

Why is she always so stubborn?

Local Pub, Horsens 21:11, Friday November 12

We're still waiting. What's going on?

Remove the empties.

Jesus Christ!

Hello?

Hi.

Hang on.

- Dad... - Yes, my dear.

Phone.

Johnny here.

Why in the woods?

Okay.

See you.

Have to go.

Can't it wait?

Shut up!

- Dad... - Yes.

- Can I have another cola? - No more.

Sure, my dear.

- You've been drinking. - Just shut up.

Boller State Forest, Horsens 00:37, Saturday November 13

UNIT ONE

EPISODE 2

- Yes? - It's Ulf.

Hang on.

Ingrid.

Ingrid...

A homicide... in Horsens. They need our assistance.

Okay.

I'll brief you later today.

- Tell me now. - Why?

I want to leave before the local chief messes it all up.

I didn't hear that. Andersen sends his regards.

He looks forward to your cooperation. Understood?

- Where are Fischer and LaCour? - Is Mum leaving?

- That's right. - Great. Let's go, then.

- We can't. - She won't let us?

Yes.

Yes.

Yes. See you.

He doesn't like me, S�ren.

- That's why you got the job. - But he wants me to fail.

- You won't. - Won't I?

Hey.

When it really counts, no one's better than you.

Silly you!

Does Tobias know I'm leaving?

And he's upset?

- Want me to call his dad? - I suggested fishing.

- No way. - Come on...

It's too cold to go fishing.

- Please answer it... - It's for you.

- IP. - Hi!

We're off to Horsens. An assassination.

- Five shots from a 12-gauge. - Reloaded three times!

The forensic team's there.

Ulf said the locals have a theory... Hold on.

Okay.

Go fishing, then.

You guys!

Sorry.

I'll leave soon. Bye.

Why don't you come too?

We could stay at a hotel.

And what am I going to do while you work till midnight?

- What about clean shirts? - I'll buy some there.

- And the mobile office, Gaby. - Sure.

It needs a clean. It's in a state.

- The new driver? - I have his number.

- Excellent. - Okay. See you.

It's Gaby from Unit One. Could you...

I have to leave now.

Hey... Want to meet up again?

See you.

He was sweet... and lovely.

- So many are. - It's not serious, then?

Does S�ren get jealous when you go?

- No. - What if you did something?

- Never. - But if you did...

What would he do if you went with someone?

He'd consider it my problem and ask me to leave.

Exactly. He'd ask you to leave pronto.

That's what women like to hear...

- Hey... - Awake?

- Can't sleep for your chatter. - Grouch.

Well, some idiot just ruined my weekend.

Horsens Police Station 11:05, Saturday November 13

This is bar owner John Poulsen.

Well known to the police, with a long criminal record.

The shot to the heart was probably fatal.

But he was repeatedly shot... from close range.

- Any theories? - Yes.

John Poulsen owned a local pub

where you can buy most things

including speed,

in competition with a biker gang.

And the gang leader,

Grue, he threatened Poulsen a few times.

- But... - It's not business.

It's emotional. It's too violent.

Jealousy, revenge, hate. But it's not business.

It's too messy. This killing isn't professional, it's personal.

Let's focus on the Poulsen family.

Hi.

- Hi, Lund. - Well, case almost solved?

The bikers?

Not our main lead. Let's get going.

- Mind if I start? - Okay.

- Fischer and LaCour? - On the way.

Just one more day...

- We didn't get that. - No, unfortunately we didn't.

We would have nailed him. Just half a day more...

- Should I ask Ingrid? - Why?

So you can get back on the case.

No way, I'm not going back now.

Maybe you want to go back?

Why?

The redhead.

- Who? - You know who.

- Oh, her... - When did you last get laid?

- Shut up. - Before or after 1980?

We receive the report at 23.18.

That's the closest time we've got.

Four minutes later, the first police car arrives.

When the ambulance gets there

they look at him and say "Get a hearse instead."

Soon after, Mr Lundgaard is kind enough to disturb me

at the mayor's party...

Excuse me, but it's already in the report.

True.

But the forensic team deserves credit. Well done.

Morning.

LaCour's responsibility is the crime scene and forensics.

Fischer deals with the victim and family.

- IP... - The rest.

The reports, all of them, are handed to Gaby.

Why not arrest Grue?

- On what grounds? - He threatened the deceased.

There are other possibilities.

Next meeting at 8 a.m.

It's Sunday today... I know.

- Why are you so certain? - I just am.

He'd have handed you the case if you'd waited.

No time.

Andersen used to be a good cop. But now he's old.

- Dinner at the mayor's! - Learn this.

You don't advance by trampling on other people.

Okay. Apologise on my behalf and say I'm an ambitious bitch.

Come on, IP... Isn't it all about three things?

Cooperation, cooperation, cooperation.

- You're right. - Of course.

You are an ambitious bitch!

Right on time.

- Isn't that Johnny Olsen? - Apparently.

Look, it's the real Johnny Olsen.

You're right.

Is this your first trip?

Yes, got the truck last week.

- So now you're a truck driver? - That's right.

- Hi. - Allow me.

Thanks.

- You left the message? - Yes.

I'm impressed. It's really clean.

It needed it. Sorry for the delay.

I'll call for you to pick it up later.

Plenty of time.

- I didn't introduce myself. - No need.

Okay.

I have to say, this mobile office really surprises me.

- Why not introduce him? - Come on...

It's Johnny Olsen.

It can't be all work.

IP...

Ever been jealous?

- Still grumpy! - I'm not.

S�ren and I went to a party once

and he started dancing with a woman from work...

I could have killed her.

Exactly. You do crazy things when you get like that.

Look.

An old, alcoholic pub owner.

Married to a lovely lady.

A guy moves into the basement. A real hunk.

- No. - She might think so.

Three months later she becomes pregnant.

Okay.

Then he's jailed for violence...

Once released, he moves back

and works as a bodyguard for the deceased.

A young man lives with a young woman...

married to an old drunk.

Maybe they wanted to get rid of the bastard?

- See what I mean? - Yes.

- And the bikers? - They'll have to wait.

LaCour is at the crime scene.

I'll interview the bodyguard

and the "grieving" widow.

It's going to be tough.

And it takes time.

We need to talk to Kim too. Is he here?

Check out the basement.

That's where he lives.

You worked at the pub last night.

- And someone phoned John? - I don't know who called.

How old is your daughter Camilla?

- Nine. - Was she there too?

- I'd like to talk to Camilla. - Why?

She might know who called.

She's at my dad's.

I don't want her to see me like this.

Kim, you went to �rhus last night.

He was killed because they knew you were out of town.

I guess so.

- So who are they? - I've no idea.

You protect him. He's killed on your first day off.

He was afraid of someone. Who was it?

Are you afraid too?

I'm not afraid of anything.

Okay.

- Did you hurt yourself? - It's nothing...

Nikolaj hit me when I tried to put on his shoes.

- How old is he? - One.

How were things between you and John?

Good.

You're not telling me the truth about the scratch.

John hit you, right?

But...

I forgot to pay the GST. We had to pay a big fine.

He was okay. He looked after me.

What's going to happen now?

This is soundproof.

- Been living here long? - Three months.

- Plus a few years ago too. - Before going to jail...

- What did you do in �rhus? - I met a friend.

- Name? - Jeppe. It was his birthday.

Any other witnesses in �rhus?

His mum and stepfather. They held the party.

We got pissed. Jeppe got into a fight with his stepfather...

Always happens.

The cops came.

But I'd passed out by then.

Nothing came of it. No reports, I believe.

I'll bet.

Kim...

Do you "look after" her sometimes?

She's a hot woman.

Are you saying, the day after he was killed,

I'm fucking my best mate's wife?

It wasn't my intention.

I don't care about their personal problems.

Could be him. I'd say they're in a relationship.

Maybe.

But she seems to be really grieving.

- Having second thoughts? - No.

Maybe she's just pretending to mourn.

I get out...

Crime Scene 14:33, Saturday 13 November

I move away from the car...

Does he always talk to himself?

No...

Then I can't get to this point.

I move...

I move... to this spot!

No, I would have been hit. Instead I move to this spot.

Poulsen gets out and leaves the door open.

Then he moves... to that spot.

And then the shots.

I want to get away, but I move to that spot first.

Otherwise I can't get to that spot.

I see he's dead.

And then I run.

Trainers.

Gumboots.

Size 11 - 12.

Trainers.

Gumboots.

Trainers.

It's LaCour...

Please bring some tape.

You saw Kim last night. Where?

- In S�nderbrogade. - What time?

- About 10, 10.30 p.m. - Okay.

I'd just dropped off a passenger and then I saw Kim.

He looked as if he needed a taxi. I hoped he wouldn't pick me.

I didn't want to drive a psycho.

You don't like Kim?

As bodyguards, Kim and Jeppe believe they own the whole city.

What kind of shoes was he wearing?

Trainers?

I think so.

- IP. - Yes?

�rhus called.

The police visited Jeppe's mum last night.

Both Kim and Jeppe were there at the time of the killing.

Damn.

Ingrid is not going to be happy.

Waste of time. You don't like Kim.

So you want to get him in trouble.

- It was Kim. - Impossible.

The police saw him... in �rhus!

Located 50 kilometres from here.

He couldn't drive to Horsens in five minutes.

- Yesterday? - Or the day before.

It looks like a conspiracy. Two people.

"Trainers" is the person that Poulsen picks up.

"Trainers" leaves the car first.

He knows that "Gumboots" is hiding in the forest.

"Gumboots" shoots Poulsen.

Then they both run to this spot, where a boat is waiting for them.

Excellent.

The mobile office.

- Ingrid's idea? - Yes.

Not bad.

Got a few things that might be of interest to you guys.

Apparently Grue was set to collect a gambling debt...

300,000 that Poulsen didn't want to pay.

Grue is known to be a violent loan shark.

Grue and his gang are located... here.

The crime scene is here.

Nobody saw a car leaving the crime scene.

It's possible they had a boat waiting here,

motored to this spot, and had a car waiting here.

Last night witnesses saw an old blue Opel Record

leaving at great speed in the direction of Nebel.

Apparently Grue owns a similar blue car.

Interesting.

Though the lady might not like this...

I still believe you need to put Grue's photo up here.

- Am I interrupting? - No.

I got the local newspaper. It's on the front page.

Thanks.

I guess... the guy who was killed owned this pub?

- Anything else? - Sorry, no.

Wasn't that...

Sure.

These are the shell cases. Off to Ballistics.

- Okay. - And...

A gift from the forensic team.

"Trainers" may have left blood traces in the car.

- We'll get the DNA profile? - Sure.

- Hi, IP. - Bad news.

Kim has an alibi. Plus, Andersen's got some new leads.

Poulsen was stupid enough to owe Grue 300,000 kroner.

And Grue has a blue car, like the one witnesses saw.

- Maybe they used a boat. - True.

LaCour found tracks.

- Should have got him sooner. - Get Fischer to do it.

- Get some local backup too. - Okay.

Hey.

I want Grue.

If you could deliver the invitation.

Kim's got a good alibi.

Really?

Andersen believes Grue had a strong motive.

A 300,000 kroner gambling debt.

It's strange.

I've never been so sure before...

that it's personal.

The new truck driver...

- Isn't it Johnny Olsen? - Right.

Who is Johnny Olsen?

- Johnny Olsen? - Yes.

Biker clubhouse, Nebel 15:33, Saturday November 13

Grue, it's the police. Come on out!

Okay, break down the gate.

Gaby.

- Did you look at the report? - Yes.

"Car dealer Nielsen drives home his son's girlfriend..."

Why drive through the forest at that hour?

- You're right. - Check out the database.

You should have seized him this morning, but she refused.

Women in the police force are fine, but not as chiefs.

You're an old fogy, Lundgaard.

Really? It's a female conspiracy.

First a chief of police, then a chief of Homicide.

Appointed by a female!

How long will she last? Six months?

Thanks.

Grue's escaped. We'd better start a search.

Any other ideas?

Make a decision! Are we going after Grue...

I don't have enough.

I still need to match the murder weapon.

Plus interview the daughter. LaCour could talk to her.

Okay.

Ingrid, we have some info on the car dealer. Take a look.

Interesting.

He might not be a "decent" family man after all.

Bloody hell!

This one's mine.

What about Grue?

You search for him.

Interview of first witness 15:49, Saturday November 13

I tried to talk to your son's girl. She's still in shock.

Obviously.

Why make a detour via the forest?

We were just chatting away, and suddenly I realised

we were driving towards the beach.

Hardly a detour.

Why the need to pee so soon after leaving?

My thoughts, exactly. Women!

Sorry.

- So she was squatting there... - She went behind a tree.

Excuse me, it's in the report. Why don't you read it again?

What happened to your lips?

Young girls...

They found me not guilty. Not guilty!

Wonderful luck.

- 1975. - I was only 19.

- Dad, it's almost sold. - Good work.

Why didn't you drive her home?

We decided he'd had too much to drink, so...

You decided.

Maybe. Your customers are waiting.

I guess the interview's over.

Listen carefully, you have two choices.

We talk now or I'll have a chat to your son.

Either way, I want to know what happened in the car.

We found a boat at the fjord.

- Might be the one they used. - Good.

The time of murder's been moved back 40 minutes.

Ingrid suspected the car dealer wasn't telling the truth.

He stopped and tried to get into the girl's pants.

The old pig.

She hears the shooting and runs away in panic.

He wastes time ensuring she won't tell the son.

Then he realises someone's been shot.

- Then he dials 000. - Okay.

The time of murder has moved to 22.35.

Check if Kim could have made it from �rhus.

Cool, she'll never quit. I'm on my way.

- Talk to Jeppe too. - Will do.

We're leaving now.

We're going to �rhus. Fast!

Start timing.

The time of murder has been moved by 40 minutes.

The car dealer jumped the girl.

They heard the shots, he panicked

and wanted her to lie...

Damn!

Find my blue flashing light.

Hi. I'm on my way to �rhus to check on Kim's timing

but I have a local cop following us.

We're at... fuck!

Turn it on!

Just add ten seconds and we should be fine.

Smoke?

Interview of daughter 16:30, Saturday November 13

Hi.

- Is it yours? - Yes.

It's very cute.

- What's its name? - Bear.

- Who gave it to you? - My grandfather.

Let's talk about your dad.

He's dead.

Right.

You were at the pub last night?

Someone called your dad.

Who picked up the phone?

I did.

Was it a man or a woman?

A man.

Did you recognise the voice?

Try to remember.

- Who are you? - Hello.

LaCour. Unit One.

You should have asked me first.

- Nobody answered. - I was asleep.

I need to talk to you too. Where were you last night?

Here. Watching TV.

- Any witnesses? - No.

How was your relationship with your son-in-law?

He was much older than her.

Jeanette always managed to meet the wrong men.

- What do you shoot them with? - What?

The ducks.

- I've got a licence. - Okay.

Could I have a look at the gun?

Okay.

Could I also borrow your gumboots?

I brought Danish pastry.

Thanks.

- I've good news and bad news. - Good news first.

Kim could have made the drive.

Then I still think Kim is "Trainers".

And I'm guessing his old mate Jeppe fits "Gumboots".

The bad news.

They can't find Jeppe, but they've found his folks.

- Okay. - Now the really bad news.

This is yesterday's pastry.

Interview regarding Kin's Alibi, Arhus 16:45, Saturday November 13

And then Kim and Jeppe arrived at 6 o'clock for dinner.

We should have started at 6, but it became... thanks.

Later.

It was 7. You were pissed again.

You made me nervous.

I'm always nervous when Jeppe visits.

They always get into a fight.

- They stayed all night? - Yes.

Well, they borrowed our car.

- My car. - His.

They wanted to get some more booze.

10 o'clock, I think.

- How long were they gone? - 15 to 30 minutes.

- Are you sure? - I'm sure...

- You're sure it wasn't longer? - Yes.

- Did you doze off? - She didn't sleep.

- She was just drinking. - I was nervous.

- It was my fault? - No.

He started it. He wanted to fight.

And then when they returned...

They got into a fight and then the cops came.

At 23.20?

Yes.

Just wondering... Is your car an Opel Record?

- Blue? - How did you know?

We'd like to talk to Jeppe. Where is he now?

Gran Canaria in Spain.

They came for dinner, before driving to the airport.

Thanks, Fischer. See you.

Jeppe is in Gran Canaria.

Check his travel agency.

And when he got a return ticket.

Another thing. They didn't stay all night.

They went for a drive in Jeppe's stepdad's car.

- Okay. - A blue Record!

What?

Grue drives a blue Record. Kim and Jeppe borrowed one.

That's funny.

The score is one all!

- A beer, please. - Sure.

- Johnny Olsen, right? - Right.

It's on me. Johnny Olsen, Danish international!

Just after the Championship Cup.

- How many games? - 37. And then...

I remember, bad injury. Not too good, right?

A lot of things happened here!

It's big news. The owner was killed last night.

These guys...

The "grieving" widow and Kim, the bodyguard.

They've had fun for years.

Fischer?

"Call Signe." Any idea who wrote this?

- The redhead. - You gave her my number?

She asked.

I can't believe this. You must have been so drunk.

- Sorry. - You need a break.

It's here. The list of all stolen weapons.

- Have a look. - Hansted?

Okay, can we reach a conclusion?

- IP. - Don't know.

- Gaby? - Kim and a mate.

I agree. And the mate is Jeppe.

- Ditto. - Details?

Kim and Jeanette are lovers. Poulsen wasn't nice to her.

They could easily have made the drive.

His mum was too pissed to remember.

I agree, Poulsen wasn't nice.

He wouldn't go to the woods with a stranger.

Let's get Kim.

Arrest him? Charge him?

- Yes! - That's too early.

- We need more proof. - I want his blood sample.

- What about Andersen's theory? - I don't care.

Fine, but isn't it a bit risky

making an arrest on the first day?

It's not.

You could have been huge, like Elkj'r.

You'd have been rich then.

- One more? - Sure.

The time is 19.07. You're under arrest.

Jeanette, did you kiss him goodbye?

You won't see him for years.

Where are you going?

Interrogation of Kim Boager Hansen.

Charged with killing John Poulsen.

The time is 21.30 on 13 November 1999.

Present, Chief of Homicide Ingrid Dahl.

You tried to escape.

- Why? - I'm always chief suspect.

It isn't you, then?

No.

Did you get the scratch stealing the weapon?

No, I got it from...

Some guys at the pub got pissed.

- Where were you Friday? - I've told you.

- At Jeppe's mum's. - All night?

Yes.

She says you borrowed their car.

True.

It was Jeppe's birthday and we went to buy more booze.

- How long were you gone? - 15 minutes.

I don't think you went for booze. I think you went to Horsens.

You took Poulsen to the forest and Jeppe was waiting for him.

I don't care what you think. You're too busy guessing.

Don't guess. Get the guy who killed my best mate.

Was Poulsen your best mate? Is that why you stayed there?

He wanted me to scare people. I'm very good at that!

You met Jeppe at the children's home?

Apparently you saved his life.

No.

Guys tried throwing him out the window.

I was angry.

I guess your best mate is Jeppe, then.

Was John a good dad?

- None of my business. - Why didn't he want the boy?

- It's not my business. - But why?

Isn't he a sweet kid?

How did you feel when John was beating her?

I have my rights. I don't have to say any more.

The time is 21.41. Interrogation terminated.

Kim, one more thing.

- We need a blood sample. - What for?

That's for you to work out.

Good night.

- I miss you. - I miss you too.

Sorry about this weekend.

- How is Tobias? - Asleep, we leave early.

And the forecast is fine. Hey...

What's going on?

Gry is checking out a dress of yours.

- Which one? - The pink one.

- Your daughter is in love. - What's his name?

Dad!

Gaby's here.

- I love you. - I love you too.

And you've been together for six years?

It's not always like this.

But right now it is.

Let's go for a drink.

- Come on. - Sorry.

Tell me?

I was nine too when my dad died.

He was in the police force too?

Yes. And my grandad and uncle also.

Would you prefer a man as your boss?

Johnny Olsen, why did you go to the pub?

- Just happened to... - It's not on.

We investigate. You drive the truck.

- What's with your eye? - A fight at the pub.

Let me have a look at it.

Don't worry.

Poulsen wasn't sure if he was the boy's father.

Everyone at the pub knows that Kim's the father.

Good night.

Where were we?

If you'd prefer a man as boss?

I couldn't tell the difference. Sleep well.

Morning. Was it a late night?

No, not too late.

- Any male candidates? - No.

Ingrid here.

Okay.

- Well? - Andersen called Ulf.

Horsen Police Station 07:30, Sunday November 14

Hi.

Can I still stay at the hotel?

Of course.

- I ran into Ulf at the cinema. - Ulf, at the cinema?

I ran into him just as I was leaving.

- Aren't you happy to see me? - I am.

I'll book a room at the J�rgensen.

- Lucky you could come with Ulf. - Yes.

Please meet our deputy chief constable.

She doesn't agree with the evidence.

- We have a problem. - Ingrid, right?

She wasn't my idea.

There you are. Could we two have a moment?

You're not handling this case well.

Don't forget, you're representing Unit One.

You work with the local police, not against them.

- That is my goal. - Really?

Why did you make an arrest when Andersen was against it?

Jeppe escaped to Spain. Kim might have done the same.

Only if he had a guilty conscience.

I've heard about your indictment. It's very shaky.

You haven't heard everything.

Two days before the killing, a 12-gauge shotgun was stolen

from this house in Hansted.

Nothing else was stolen from the house.

Blood traces were left from a broken window.

The owners had been foster-parents to...

Kim Boager Hansen.

The same day, a local officer in Hansted

booked a speeding car.

Driving the car was Kim Boager Hansen.

Also in the car was his mate Jeppe.

The officer noted a scratch on Kim's arm.

They have a relationship and he could be her boy's father.

Kim's got a financial and emotional motive

for killing Poulsen.

"Undoubted." "Could be..."

The judge won't release Kim until we've got his DNA profile

and checked if he stole the weapon.

And if it's Kim's blood in the car.

I'll do my best.

Then it was correct of me to pay a visit.

- The judge granted 72 hours? - No comment.

- You moved too early? - No comment. Excuse me.

TV. Coffee machine.

Microwave. Fridge.

When I'm tired, a bunk bed.

Okay.

Also a bunk bed here.

Maybe I should sell my house.

Got it all. What else do I need?

- How is your eye? - Fine.

Do you always get into fights?

Do you always ask silly questions?

Just give him his dummy. And a kiss from me.

Two days. Maybe three.

- Any news? - Hang on.

- I'll call later. - Thanks.

We might get the DNA result today.

When we get the result, I'll shout us all dinner.

- And a beer. - Me too.

Ingrid, I'm sorry to tell you.

Your local hospital called. There's been an accident.

Tobias?

It's your husband. He's been hit by a car.

But if he's out of theatre, I want to know what happened.

Thank you.

The blood from the house and from the car match.

But the DNA doesn't match Kim Boager Hansen.

Shouldn't we inform Andersen?

Well, now they'll crucify her.

Hi, honey.

I'm sorry.

Why can't I ever leave you on your own?

It's okay.

To be continued...