All language subtitles for The.Chestnut.Man.S02E05.1080p.WEB.h264-EDITH

What did you say to Daniel?

Did you lure him with something? Candy?

Soda? Or did you have to use force?

Come on, Staal.
Did you know the kids already?

BIRD DIDN'T DIE OF NATURAL CAUSES

Did you know their names?

You could learn so very much from nature.

Do you spend
a lot of time in the marshlands?

That's a blackbird.

- Come on, Staal.
- It's socially monogamous.

It sings to attract a mate
to help raise the baby birds.

- At the same time, it mates with others.
- Give me something.

Can't be sure of its own babies.

Hi.

Hey. What's up?

Are you okay?

Uh, yeah, I'm working. What do you want?

Um… I just came by
to give you my PlayStation.

It saved me when my mom died.

That and workouts five times a week.

That's what I mean.

- Did Foldager send you?
- No.

Why don't you tell me
what you think happened?

It's 4:00 p.m.
You notice Daniel at the playground.

- Who's that?
- It's the start of summer.

Naia's dad interviewing Thøger Staal.

Do you think I'm stupid?

A 41-year-old truck driver
and family man from Skibby.

- Who really likes birds.
- I think you're stalling.

- Birds?
- Yeah.

But he ends up confessing to the sexual
abuse and murders of three children.

The last victim, Daniel,
was found in the marshlands.

Then he hung himself in his cell.

- What does that have to do with our case?
- Okay.

- I don't know yet.
- But there has to be a connection.

- I'll go and give him a call.
- Okay…

But… isn't that an old case?
And a different type of crime?

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Do you have any coffee?
- Yes.

I'm not saying
anything else without my lawyer.

Okay.

I'll go and give him a call.

Counting to one Counting to two

The hen does not wear a sock or a shoe

Counting to three and four is a breeze

Eggs get all scrambled
If you give them a squeeze

HIDE AND SEEK

Hey, Aksel.

Sorry to disturb you, but we, um…

We've got some questions.

Can we come in for a minute?

Yeah.

We're just canceling
a lot of subscriptions Naia had.

So what is this about?

It's about the case you… gave
to Naia before she died.

Yeah. The one with hide-and-seek.

Do you remember anything
about a… a counting rhyme?

- No, it doesn't ring a bell.
- It doesn't ring any bells?

No, not really, I mean, if it's there,
it must be in the case files.

Thøger Staal, he…
he knew that counting rhyme,

and he's humming it
on a recording we have of him.

Do you know what? It's so many years ago…

It's just because
she mentioned hide-and-seek…

There are… there are some similarities

between the case back then
and the case we're working on.

There's definitely a connection.
I just need to find out what it is.

- We don't know that, Hess.
- Yes, we do.

I just need to figure out…

- Hi, Hess.
- Hi, Le.

- Why are you here?
- Uh, it's just work.

Hmm.

How, uh… how is Johnny Margrethe?

He's fine.

Yeah, we let it fly
around the living room.

Oh? Jon will be happy to hear that.

Yeah. Well… I think we're done here.

You can come… see him, if you want.

I'd like that.

- He seems to be thriving here, huh?
- Mmm.

It's my mom's old room.

You're coming tomorrow, right?

To the funeral? Yeah. Yes, of course.

What will you wear?

Uh…

I haven't thought about it yet.
Something dark, I guess.

What about you?

Me and Gunna bought
a black dress yesterday.

And?

I don't really like wearing it.

Then don't.

Wear something you feel comfortable in.

- Okay?
- Mm.

It's a small funeral.

My mom wouldn't like a crowd.

No. She wouldn't.

And we bought tulips.

Her favorite.

That sounds perfect.

See you tomorrow. Okay?

Will you call the archive
and get them to dig out the case files?

Yeah.

Did you know that Naia was the one
who got me into the police force?

I helped some girls
hack the university server

to change their grades and I got… busted.

The officer interviewing me was Naia.

I remember how she gave me an ultimatum.

If I didn't enter
the police hacking contest immediately,

she would just as immediately
charge me with IT crimes.

Sounds like her.

I know.

Will you call the archive?

Hi, my name is Sandra Lindstrøm Jensen,
and I'm calling from NC3.

There's a case file that we and Violent
Crimes would like you to find for us.

I don't know if it's really sunk in that…

that it's over.

But, uh… I think this will allow me
to, um… move on.

And today I'm going to… to paint her room.

So…

That's good to hear, Marie.

So it's actually a good thing
that I'm on leave from work,

I guess,
so that I've got time and peace to…

Well, also to be there for my kids.

They… they really need that.

Yeah, so I'm… I'm looking forward to…

to be a family again.

Hey, Louise!

Hi, Marie. Uh…
Thor is just picking up his math books.

I promised to help him with his midterms.

- Oh!
- Yeah.

- That's nice of you. Thanks.
- Yeah, well, I'm pretty good with numbers.

- The short-haired one texted me.
- Hey, sweetie.

- Hi, Mom.
- Who texted you?

- Um… It's just…
- It's just…

One of all the people
Thor's matching with on Tinder.

- Shut up!
- But it's true.

Oh? I didn't know
you were looking for a girlfriend.

I'm not.

- Well, should we get going?
- Yeah. See you.

Uh, will you be home for dinner?

No, I don't think so.
We were going to get sushi.

- Okay.
- Yeah. See you.

- See you.
- Take care.

- Okay. What are we looking for?
- I don't know.

Something that links the murders
in the '90s to the stalking killings.

The forensic report on Staal's truck.

They found traces of all three children.

The families' phone records.

Check if you recognize any of the names.

Not at first look, no.

Witness statements.

Evidence analysis and reconstructions
of the sequence of events.

- This is the last one.
- Yes, thank you. Thanks.

Staal's shed was in the marshlands,

but his wife didn't like it
because of the mosquitos.

Right, so that's why
he brought the children there.

To be alone with them.

He kept them in birdcages.

Oh my God.

What is it?

Look at this.

He put the bodies in nests.

Just like Zara Solak.

So the new perpetrator…

must be inspired by Thøger Staal.

Okay, but how?
That information was never released.

No, so it must be
someone who knew Thøger Staal

or had access to the case files.

Jesus.

Whoa!

- Yeah. It's nice, right?
- Yeah.

Much better than some sort of…

Mausoleum?

What's that?

It's like a… a museum.

Okay.

How about your room?

Do you need anything to make it cozier,
or… something you'd like?

Um… I don't know.

Perhaps some pillows.

- Pillows?
- Mm.

Let's sit down
and see what we can find online.

I'll make tea. I could use a break.

Uh, yeah.

But, uh… not right now.

Um… Aida's waiting for me.

Oh, okay.

Have fun.

Okay. See you later.

- Yeah, see you.
- Bye.

I love you!

Hi, sweetie.
Is your throat feeling better?

If not, go to Evelyn's office
and get a painkiller, okay?

And I told Aksel
we have to meet Gunna now,

so they might come over tonight.

So, um, shoot me a text,

let me know
what you want for, uh… for dinner.

Okay, kiss.

Oh, and by the way, sweetie,
um, I've read your assignment on Europol.

It's so good!

Okay, love you. Kiss.

Hey, sweetie, listen, um…

work is a real pain today,
and Sandra's sick,

so, uh, could you please buy
some milk and avocados

and those, um,
round licorices after school?

Then I'll send you the money,

and I promise to take loads of Insta
photos of you in the street, okay?

Even if it rains. Thanks. Love you. Kiss.

Hey, sweetie, listen, um…

work is a real pain today,
and Sandra's sick,

so, uh, could you please buy
some milk and avocados

and those, um,
round licorices after school?

Then I'll send you the money,

and I promise to take loads of Insta
photos of you in the street, okay?

Even if it rains.
Thanks. Love you…

This is, um… this is
Lars Thulin's notebook. Naia's dad.

Yes?

Okay, here's something.

- A list of possible accomplices.
- Accomplices?

That's why he was so obsessed with it.

He was sure there was an accomplice
who got away back then.

- And who's on that list?
- Staal's wife, Angelika.

36 years old and from Poland.

Okay, wait a minute. Angelika…

- You got her?
- Uh, yeah, I think so.

Angelika…

Right. It can't be her.
She passed away 11 years ago.

Who else?

Something about a… a weird neighbor.

- Madsen?
- Yes. Winnie Madsen.

Yeah. They watched birds together.

And then there's Bjarke.
Who… who was, uh, Bjarke again?

The teacher. He found
the dismembered young cuckoo.

That's right.

I'm sorry,
but I really have to go back now.

- Already?
- Yeah.

Foldager wants all the reports ASAP
so the case can be closed for good.

- Hey, Aksel.
- Hi.

- Uh, I'm sorry about earlier.
- Right.

Yeah, well, it's about the DNA samples.

DNA samples?
That wasn't a thing back then, was it?

Well, yes, it was in England.
They were ahead of us.

Uh, hold on for a second, Aksel.
I'm… I'm putting you on speaker.

Okay.

Back then, they were better
at handling DNA samples in England.

As far as I remember, we took five
or six blood samples from the key players

and sent over there
with the new victims' DNA.

Hold on. Wait a minute.
I just saw something from England.

And what… what… Do you know
if the samples still exist somewhere?

I have no idea.

But I know we collected everything
that could be used against Staal in court.

It was put in a folder for the prosecutor.

Here. This is the one.

Okay, okay. Thanks, Aksel.
Thanks for calling. That was nice of you.

- No problem.
- Yeah, right.

- Bye.
- Bye.

All right.
These are transcripts of the samples.

We need forensics to compare them
to DNA from the new victims ASAP.

Give it to me. I'll try to get them
to forensics before they close.

- Say it's urgent.
- Yeah.

Yeah? Sandra, what's up?

Any answers?

What?

Did you request a DNA analysis
behind my back?

Yeah, we did.

We have a theory
there might be a match, and we…

Why spend time on that old case?

Because there are several
similarities to the current case.

As far as I know,
the perpetrator confessed,

and the case was solved.

No. They never found out who had been
helping Staal gain the children's trust.

They never found out who had been
cleaning up after him,

and who had removed Daniel's clothes…

- Daniel?
- Yeah, the last victim.

Staal said he left his clothes
and shoes in his shed,

but it was never found,
so the only logical explanation

is that someone helped him
and cleaned up after him,

that there was an accomplice,
and that's the person we're looking for.

Listen, Peter Hougård had a totally
different psychological profile.

He was a desperate father
who had lost his wife and kids

and acted impulsively and stupidly.

The… the real perpetrator,

he… he plays with his victims,
he tortures them,

he abuses them before killing them.

It can't be Peter Hougård.

I think Hess is onto something.

Thøger Staal knew the counting rhyme.

And he placed his victims
in a nest just like Zara Solak.

It can't be a coincidence.

- Okay, let's say there are similarities.
- Yeah?

What's the connection?
What's the motive? Who's the perpetrator?

Well, I don't know yet, but that's…

That's exactly why
we need help from forensics.

To… to see if there… if there is a match.

We have to do this properly, damn it!

Time to get going!

Hess, can we talk in my office? Right now.

Sit down.

What's going on?

- Have you been debriefed?
- No, I haven't. Not yet.

- Talked to the psychologist?
- No, I haven't done that either.

But I will. I promise.

I know you had
a special relationship with Thulin,

but you're not the only one
who lost a colleague.

I know, but this…
That's not what this is about.

As the only one here,
I'm trying to follow this through.

You should take time off.

Do you… do you want us…
to leave no stone unturned in this case?

- I want the exact same thing as you.
- Okay. You have to let us investigate.

The entire department
is working at full speed.

But I don't know where you're at.

I can't trust you.

I'm sorry that I didn't ask
for your permission for that analysis.

Sorry. I should have asked.
That was a mistake. I apologize.

Okay?

Listen to me.

This is what we're gonna do.

You're off the case.

And… I have to ask you
to hand over your weapon.

Okay.

I'll see you at the funeral.

Hello, Sandra? Can you talk?

Yeah, one second.

Okay, what's up?

Foldager took me off the case,
but I need you to keep me updated.

For fuck's sake! I can't. I'll be fired.

We can't stop now.

Yeah, okay. But what are you gonna do now?

I'm on my way to Skibby
to talk to that teacher.

He was the first witness in the old case.

But you don't have time
before the funeral.

Hess?

We've gotta go, Le.

Is that what you're wearing?

Hess said to wear what you want.

…international studies and experts

on security policy dynamics in the Arctic.

Police forensic investigation
into the tragic incident a few days ago

at the Copenhagen Center for Family Law,

when three police officers and two--

- Wow, it's looking good.
- Mm-hm.

It feels a bit empty.

You could put a wall rack or…

or a bedside table.

I might have to rent it out
until the house is sold.

Okay?

- What do you think the kids will say?
- I think they'll be fine with it.

They're at Michael and Louise's
a lot anyway.

Oh, you have to see what…
what Louise gave Michael for his birthday.

I mean…

- Christ!
- Mm.

- They've been to the photographer.
- Yeah.

But she's got no children of her own, so…

That doesn't mean she should play house
with your kids.

Ah, it's okay.

It just seems much easier
for Michael to move on.

I should be able to do the same.

They've found him, and the case is closed.

I just can't feel it.

Don't you think it's gonna
take a while before it really sinks in?

Yeah. I just thought
it would… feel different,

or I thought it would be a huge relief.

Mm. I understand.

But I think you just have to let it go.

Yeah. I know.

- Should we look at your application?
- Yes. Thanks.

I put it there. I sent an email as well.

Yeah.

Okay, first of all,
you need to start more formally.

You can't just say, "My name is Signe."
Include your last name.

Right.

- Mm, and there are some comma issues.
- Yes. Here comes the teacher.

- Yeah. Bring out the red pen.
- Sounds good.

- Bjarke, someone here to see you.
- Okay.

Mark Hess. I'm with the police.

I have some questions
regarding an… an old case.

It's about the murders that were committed
down here in the early '90s.

Do you remember them?

Yes. Everybody around here remembers.

And it was even worse
when we found out who the murderer was.

His daughter was in my class.

- Thea.
- Yeah?

Poor girl.

She and her mother
changed their names and moved away.

- Okay.
- Which is understandable.

Mm, and her father, Thøger?

Thøger Staal?
What do you remember about him?

His friends,
his acquaintances, his family?

Some people did say that he was
a part of a bigger network,

but… yeah.

There were rumors back then
about a pedophile ring.

It's poison for such a small community.

Suddenly, everybody was pointing fingers,

and at the end of the day,
it was just an ordinary family.

The wife, Angelika,
she… she cleaned for people,

and Thøger was a truck driver,

so it's hard to imagine him
as a part of something bigger.

The… counting rhyme,
the children's counting rhyme.

"Counting to one, counting to two."
Does that mean anything to you?

Yeah, everybody around here knows it.
At least, those who attended this school.

We still use it in the lower grades.

Uh, one more thing.

Uh, the day you found Daniel
in the marshlands,

the police also found something else,
a cuckoo chick.

Your name is mentioned here
in connection with the… with the find.

Oh, right, yeah. Yeah, we found a…
a cuckoo chick in the woods.

And do you have any idea
how it ended up like this?

Yeah, I don't know anything about that.

I guess Thøger must have done it.

I have to go, I'm afraid.
I have a staff meeting.

He, uh… he also had a…
a neighbor, a… a bird watcher.

- Madsen?
- Yeah.

She was the only one
who defended Staal, tooth and nail.

But then he confessed.

Does she still live in the area?

Yeah, yeah. Yeah, but we…

we only ever see her husband these days.

She's the one who knows Staal best,
so you should talk to her.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Welcome.

- Welcome.
- Thank you.

- Welcome.
- Thank you.

Yes. It… it's a tough day,

but if you try to focus
on the good memories…

AHKA MECHANIC
PHONE: 43 99 15 33

Jytte! Come! Inside!

Winnie? Winnie Madsen?
Mark Hess. I'm with the police.

I've got some questions
regarding an old case.

- You knew Thøger Staal, right?
- I've said everything I have to say.

- You can leave.
- There's been a development in the case.

And I need your help.

- Edith, dear, I'm home!
- How was…

Thøger. Thøger Staal.
Where did you meet him?

- In the marshlands.
- Yeah?

- We were both interested in bird-watching.
- Yeah?

I can't walk that far anymore,
but back then,

we got up early,

a couple of hours before work,
had some coffee or a beer, and then…

Well, then we watched birds.

But, I mean,
If I had known what he was up to,

then… I would've cut off his dick.

I mean, it's so disgusting!

For many years, people believed
he and I did it together.

- They spat at Bam at the store.
- My hands are so tired!

Damn it, nobody helped him
abuse those poor kids.

I mean, who the hell could it have been?

Either he was out on a long haul,

or he was in the shed,
tinkering with his birds.

Okay, and, and his… network?

Who… who did he see?
Did he have an old classmate?

Did he have a colleague? Like…

If anyone could have helped him,
who… who would that be?

There was no one.

- No… nobody?
- No.

Okay.

No.

But, um…

Yeah?

I can save you some time if you really
want to know what this is all about.

Yes.

There were a lot of rumors,

and in the end,
I had to find out the truth for myself.

And everything points towards

Thøger being part
of a worldwide satanic conspiracy.

He was just a small piece
in a much larger game.

And do you know…
do you know who's in charge of it all?

No.

Hillary Clinton.

Hi, Le.

I worked with your mom.

She was an amazing person.

Foldager.

I'm sure he's on his way.

Grace to you and peace from God
our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.

We're gathered here today
to say goodbye to Naia Thulin,

who was taken from us so abruptly.

We will do so with gratitude to God
for her past,

in sorrow and pain of loss,

and in faith that there will come a day
when God will make all things new

and bring unto us his presence and glory…

saved by his grace
through our Lord, Jesus Christ.

STAY GOLD GIRL
YOUR ROY

2,000 FRIENDS

WE MISS YOU

REST IN PEACE

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BABYSIT AT ROY'S, 32 OLDFUXVEJ
THURSDAY, AUGUST 24, 2023

Signe?

Hey, Marie. I was wondering if--

Emma's ex-boyfriend was right.
She was seeing a married man.

What?

I found a card he wrote for her,
and now I'm at his house.

Who's house? Where… where are you?

I… I think I remember
dropping her off here once

because she was, uh… she was babysitting.

Two boys, I think it was.

It looks like
there are still children living here.

- Sorry? I mean, what…
- There are children's toys in there.

Are you at that man's house?
Wh… what if they're home?

Well, there's no one here.

Marie…

Listen. You can't just seek out strangers
like that.

Go home, and… and then…

- Yeah. Yeah. I know, but I… I…
- No. No, seriously.

Go… go home. Then I'll come over.

And you can tell me all about it.

Yeah, all right. You're right.

When will you be there? Where are you?

Hess.

We have a DNA match.

Apparently, forensics checked
Thøger Staal's own DNA,

and his DNA matches the one found
under Emma Holst's nails.

That doesn't make any sense.
He… he died 30 years ago.

Yes, so that means our perpetrator
must be closely related to Thøger Staal.

And the DNA comes from a freaking woman.

But then it has to be his daughter. Thea.

But she was only eight.

- Well done.
- Where are you going?

Back to talk to Thea's teacher.
He has to know something.

- I'm coming.
- No. No, you're not. I'm going alone.

Get hold of Foldager.

- Cuckoo!
- In here!

This must be the guy she was seeing.

He lives in a one-family house
in the northwest.

Roy Bohm-Møller, born in 1977. Engineer.

Marie, I told you to let it go.

Two children.

Married to Signe Bohm-Møller…

If only you had listened…

BASED ON THE NOVEL BY
SØREN SVEISTRUP