All language subtitles for Rejseholdet - Afsnit 07

Request for Assistance
A-17/00

Bl�vands Huk
09.12, Thursday April 6

It's the police!
Your driver's licence, please.

Good morning.

- Oh, my God.
- What?

Oh, my God.
Just feel this.

What's that?
Something's wrong there, eh?

- Emergency.
- Something terrible's happened.

Yes?

Go to a holiday cottage
in Bordrup.

What's your name?
Hello...

It was an accident.

Esbjerg Police Station
09.20, Thursday April 6

- LaCour...
- Kr gholt.

Hi, Kr gholt.

- Enjoying your vacation?
- Some of us certainly are.

We got an anonymous call

about a murder
at a cottage near you.

It might be a false alarm
but could you check it out?

- Of course.
- Great.

- And the address?
- 8 Plantage Road.

Bordrup Plantage Road
09.41, Thursday April 6

Hello?

Anyone home?

- How the hell did you get in?
- I came another way.

LaCour...
Look at this.

Somebody's cut themselves.

That's a nasty cut.

Hi, Kr gholt. LaCour here.

Send the whole team in.

We've found a girl.
Cold as ice.

UNIT ONE

Episode 7

Our summerhouse
is a bit cosier.

Something wrong?

It's a bit early in the morning
for that sort of thing.

Hello, Kr gholt.

Ingrid Dahl's on her way.
It's all yours now.

- Pardon me?
- You're the experts, right?

- We're on holiday.
- Why didn't you stay at home?

Martin's your local liaison.

Does our little girlfriend
have a name?

- We found a Medicare card.
- And?

Ditte Andersen...
22 years old.

Will you tell Mille or must I?

- The pleasure's all yours.
- Thanks.

- Hi, darling.
- Listen...

You've got the case, eh?

- How did you know?
- Aren't we on holiday?

I'm sorry, I couldn't avoid it.
I'll be home as soon as I can.

Bye.

Esbjerg Central Hospital
13.49, Thursday April 6

- Gentlemen!
- Boysen.

I hear you're on vacation.

Her grandma's waiting
to identify her.

Thank you.

So Ditte's parents
live in Greenland?

I promised to look after her
but...

Ditte's always had
a will of her own.

- What do you mean?
- A bit headstrong.

But after she met Flemming
she changed completely.

He's such a good boy.

Probably an axe.
Three blows.

Two with the flat of the blade
and one with the edge

which almost split
the left side of her face.

When did she die?

Lividity indicates 36 hours ago.
Plus or minus two.

That makes it Tuesday
between 16.00 and 20.00?

- Between 20.00 and 24.00.
- Of course.

Her stomach shows
traces of pills.

- Stesolid?
- Yes.

- Is Ingrid coming?
- Yes, later.

How is she?

- I don't know. Are we done?
- No.

Our Ditte girl was going
to be a Ditte mum.

There are signs
of early pregnancy.

See you later.

Mille here.
I can't get to the phone.

Leave a message.

Hi, darling. Do you want me
to bring anything home?

Call me when you get this.
Bye.

- Are you okay?
- Yes.

Let's get out of here.

Esbjerg Police Station
14.53, Thursday April 6

- How's Esbjerg?
- I've just arrived.

- With Ingrid.
- Is she okay?

- Who's the pixie?
- That's Martin.

He's a detective.
I met him in Copenhagen.

- Why?
- Do you fancy having dinner?

I can't. I'm busy.
How about tomorrow?

- I'll be gone by then.
- Drat.

- Where's Ingrid?
- At the station.

Morning.

- Hasn't IP arrived?
- Yes, he's here.

Martin, what do we know
about the deceased?

She was part
of the local pub scene.

She drank, took pills,
hash, speed and so on.

She'd been arrested
for shoplifting,

some minor fencing,
breaking and entering...

Morning.

Oh, there you are.
My, my...

- Did she rent the cottage?
- No, it was broken into.

- Boyfriends?
- I spoke to her gran.

- Ditte lived with Flemming.
- Flemming?

- Mean anything?
- Flemming Bagge Hansen?

- "A good boy" grandma said.
- That can't be him.

- Where do we find him?
- He's on the wanted list.

- He escaped from prison.
- What was he in for?

A shooting incident.

Mille here. I can't get
to the phone. Leave a message.

Flemming is impulsive.
He acts without thinking.

Yes, you're right.

The cottage is full of Flemming
Bagge Hansen's fingerprints.

This guy.

Perhaps we should
intensify the search.

It's a question of
whether we can get up here.

- Oh, this is not easy.
- Ditte! Ditte!

I'm sorry. I thought
you were my girlfriend.

That's okay.

That won't do it.
Do you want a hand?

- Shall I give you a hand?
- No, thanks. I'll be all right.

Do you live close by?

Just up there.

There.

- Thanks.
- Shall I help...

- I'm fine.
- I can push this one.

No, thanks.

There you are, little fellow.

What are you doing here?

What about a cup of coffee?

- No, I have to tuck him in.
- I can do that.

- Shall I tuck you in?
- No.

I'll make the coffee.

Your hair's lovely.
Did you know that?

I'm not dangerous!

Hey! What the hell
are you doing in my house?

Call somebody!

- Lie down, damn you!
- They're too tight!

Give it to me.

I've got Flemming in my house.
Come now!

- That's me!
- Now, I said!

- You let him in?
- I should have fucked her.

Quiet!

No harm done.

Call home.

Kirsten's called three times.

- I don't want to interfere...
- Thanks.

Forensics is checking his shoes
and clothes for blood.

Are we charging him?

Come on. The cottage is
covered in his prints.

Not yet. He's an escapee.
We can keep him indefinitely.

Will you start with him?

- What about a fag?
- No.

Come on, man.

You've just attacked
my colleague's wife.

- He attacked me.
- Yeah.

April 6 at 17.50. Interrogation
of Flemming Bagge Hansen.

IP J�rgensen present.

- Tell me about Ditte.
- Ditte?

She's my girlfriend.

- Where have you been recently?
- In Sweden, looking for work.

Why did you kill Ditte?

- What are you talking about?
- You heard me.

But Ditte isn't dead.

He kicked me, man.

He cuffed me
and then he kicked me.

Is that legal?

Is this a bad time?

- That's a nasty cough.
- Yes.

- How are things?
- It could be him.

I was thinking of you.

I'm fine.

Ingrid...

I'm here if you need me.

May I call you
when you get back?

Yes.

Call an ambulance.
What happened?

Did he get run over
by a bus?

Get home safely.

Stop crying.
It's all over now.

I'm sorry, Mille.

I don't know what got into me.

- Are you okay?
- You keep asking. Yes.

You'd tell me
if you weren't, right?

I'm okay.

The train's leaving.

Yes.

He collapsed
during questioning.

Remember in Internal Affairs,

the guy who ran amok when
his wife was called a whore?

You recall our recommendation?

Termination of employment.

Damn it, Ingrid.

I didn't have my gun on me.

- He had a flick-knife on Mille.
- That's not the point.

Did you kick him
after you'd cuffed him?

I want an arrest report
with every detail.

- How many copies?
- One.

- What about Ulf?
- I'll decide when I've read it.

Can I go now?

This is a complete mess.

Yes.

Thanks a lot.
Talk to you later.

They're trying to stem
the bleeding.

Four broken ribs,
a perforated lung...

I'm late.

How sure are you
of the time of death?

Tuesday, between 20.00
and 24.00?

- Very sure.
- Why?

I talked to Ditte's grandma
again.

She gives Flemming an alibi
for Tuesday night.

He worked on her kitchen.

Well, that's your department.
I'll call you, Ingrid.

She's old.
Could she be wrong?

Perhaps.

But she'll make a convincing
witness for the defence.

She's a sweet old lady.

And she's very fond of Flemming.

Every time he visits
he gives her one of these.

She wouldn't tell him
her tummy can't take them.

So we're welcome to them.

That's mine!

We do have the right guy,
don't we?

I'm not sure.

Ditte's death
came as a surprise to him.

We're doing well,
aren't we?

And the anonymous tip-off?

The call was logged,

but it was from
a stolen mobile.

Damn.

We've got to find her.

Noller!

- You can't come here.
- What a damned mess!

Go home!

- Did you call the cops?
- No.

They found her at the cottage.
Somebody called them. You!

It wasn't me. I swear.

They've nabbed Flemming.

Shit, man.

You could see her brain.
You could see the lot.

Her head was split in two.
Chop! Chop!

- We must tell them the truth.
- We're telling no one!

Or you'll be next,
you bloody cow!

- What do you fancy?
- What do you mean?

There's Chinese, Mexican
or Josef's at the Music House.

He's expensive, but good.
Shall I book?

Could we do this
some other time?

Of course.

- Anything wrong?
- It would just suit me better.

Free?

- What?
- Well...

- You had something on.
- And I still do.

- Ingrid here.
- Hi, Mum.

- Hi, Tobias.
- S�ren used to call now?

- Yes.
- Do you miss him?

- What's on in the background?
- The TV.

- A rental?
- No.

- It's not a splatter film?
- No.

- Liar...
- No.

You're a bad boy.

- I can't wait to get home.
- We're doing okay, Mum.

I know.

- Tobias?
- Yes.

- Thanks for calling.
- Good night.

Here we are.

Feast your eyes.

Sweet-and-sour prawns,

chicken on skewers,
vegetables in oyster sauce...

Gaby.

And Martin?

- He must learn to cope.
- And Johnny?

- No clean plates?
- I doubt it.

So it's cartons for the ladies.

- Red or white?
- That's great.

What the hell, man?

One of our
old national heroes!

Is there an old boys' match
here in Esbjerg?

- Afraid of bird crap?
- Better than losing the hair.

You win! A draft beer, please.

- Do you still play?
- No, I stopped.

You're Johnny Olsen!

- What's your name?
- Susie.

- "Sucking Susie."
- Cut it out, Bimme.

She's feeling a bit down.

It was her best girlfriend...
they found in the cottage.

Maybe you should comfort her.

She's a goer.

Well... Susie.

- Can I buy you a drink?
- Thanks.

Can I ask you something?

That stuff...

about you sensing things,
seeing things...

I went back to the cottage
yesterday.

But why?

I just had to.
And Flemming was there.

- Was that fear or intuition?
- Fear is of no use.

I saw these images
of Mille being in danger.

Your conscience
was punishing you

for neglecting your family.

But it was your intuition
that made you go home.

Oh.

Okay.

- Good morning.
- Did you write the report?

No, I'm not a machine.

Listen.

Yesterday I was on holidays
when my wife was attacked.

And I have a small
criminal case on.

- We all have our crosses.
- In triplicate?

I didn't say that.
I just want it today.

You'll have it.

- Good morning.
- Hi.

Ready...

Did you check on
the pills we found?

- Stolen from the hospital.
- Stolen?

Probably an employee.
No sign of a break-in.

- Oh.
- Gaby?

Sunnies and the lot today.

Are we in your way, Johnny?

No, I was looking for fuses.

We've got a list of calls
made by Ditte on Tuesday night.

There are lots of calls to
the anonymous caller's phone.

I called it.
It's on, but there's no answer.

Maybe your number has to be
recognised before they answer?

- That's possible.
- Sorry for butting in.

I talked to someone yesterday
who said...

the murdered woman Ditte

had a boyfriend before
that guy Flemming.

- And?
- A guy called Noller.

Dead jealous
of Flemming and Ditte.

- Noller?
- Jens Arnold J�rgensen. Scum.

- That sounds right.
- Where did you get your info?

- Around town.
- Be a bit more specific.

A girlfriend of Ditte's.

- Does she have a name?
- Susie. She works in a pub.

- She couldn't get...
- Sucking Susie.

- That's what they call her.
- And did she, Johnny?

- Fischer!
- Yes.

- Go and talk to Susie.
- I'll talk to Susie.

What was it she couldn't get?
That woman... Susie?

Why Noller would visit Flemming
and Ditte at the cottage.

Him being so jealous.

- Could he be a dealer?
- Easily.

- Any contacts at the hospital?
- I don't know.

Ingrid! Got a minute?

- What's your problem?
- Fischer.

A doctor's checked Flemming.

He's been kicked
while lying on his stomach

with his hands behind him,
handcuffed.

Flemming's lawyer is ready
to go public.

I told him about the knife threat
and that he resisted arrest.

He couldn't care less.
Regretfully he's right.

It doesn't change the fact
he was kicked after the arrest.

- We don't know that for sure.
- I see. That's your view?

I've asked Fischer
for his version.

- I'll decide then.
- That's not enough.

I had to assure the lawyer

of a full inquiry.

And as such,
I've had to inform Ulf.

He's on his way.
I'm really sorry.

For Fischer too.

Interview of witness
09.50, Friday April 7

Ditte loved Flemming.

She was a bit wild
Grab these.

She wanted action when
she was drinking and smoking.

Things really got moving.
You'd know, wouldn't you?

There!

Sweet dreams. See you later.

She liked
Flemming's lawlessness.

He wasn't dull.
He was off his head.

It must have been dull
out there alone.

They played mum and dad.
She was pregnant.

She asked him to serve his time
so they could be a family.

But he was afraid to do that.

- Why?
- He feared she wouldn't wait.

And wouldn't she have?

Ditte had ants in her pants
and he knew it.

- What's with this Noller guy?
- Noller? He's a psychopath.

Ditte's ex.
He flipped when she left him.

Flipped? How so?

He went out of control.

So why would he visit them
at the cottage?

Maybe he was no longer jealous
because he had a new girlfriend?

- Hadn't he?
- Yeah.

- What's her name?
- Her name's Karen.

She's ancient.
40 at least.

- She works at the hospital?
- I don't know.

Where do I find Noller?

He deals
down at the train station.

Ingrid.

It's Fischer. Listen here.

Noller's contact at the hospital
is Karen, a 40-year-old.

- What else, apart from Karen?
- She didn't know.

- I'm off to the station.
- Why?

Noller hangs out down there.

- Okay. Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Noller's contact at the hospital
is Karen. She's about 40.

Easy to find.

- Hi.
- Ulf called me.

Ulf? What did he want?

To ask what happened
at the house.

- What did you tell him?
- The truth.

That...

that psychopath threatened me
with a knife

and that you
had to kick him to the floor.

- Mille, it wasn't necessary.
- Yes, it was.

The problem is,
he didn't believe me.

- He's on his way to see you.
- Okay.

See you!

- Karen Kj'r Johansen?
- Yes.

LaCour, Unit One.
Can we talk somewhere?

Well, yes.

Esbjerg Railway Station
11.05, Friday April 7

Ten. I need ten.

Hi, Noller.

- What's this?
- Got the time?

- Quarter past 11.
- Right, and you're under arrest.

Karen, do you know Noller?

- That doesn't ring a bell.
- I see.

- What about Ditte?
- Ditte?

No...

- You do read the papers?
- Yes.

About the woman
they found in that cottage.

I found her.

Killed with an axe.
Her head was split open.

It was an awful sight.
That was Ditte.

- But you don't know her?
- No.

Feel free to answer it.

Our mobiles shouldn't
be on in here.

Just as well you told me.
Here I am with my mobile.

I just called you.

Karen.

You called and reported
Ditte Andersen's murder. Right?

Noller, do you know
why you're here?

It's not because of drugs.
I don't care.

I want to talk about
Ditte and Flemming.

Did you visit them
at the cottage?

What's wrong?

It was me.

- What was you?
- I killed Ditte.

How?

With an axe.

I hit her three times
with an axe.

The last blow
split her head open.

What then?

- What?
- Where did you hide her?

- In the garden?
- I don't think so.

- I did.
- I don't believe you.

I saw it myself.

Her head was split open.

Her face...

was...

Noller was at your place
Tuesday night?

You phoned the cottage
lots of times.

- What did you talk about?
- They talked to Noller mostly.

Ditte and Flemming were drunk
and high and...

Ditte wanted Flemming to turn
himself in, but he doubted her.

I took the mobile
and Flemming asked

"Will Ditte wait for me?"

And you said?

He shouldn't count on it.

Ditte was too good for him.

Flemming called
half an hour later.

He described in gory detail
how he'd killed her.

He asked Noller to help him
move the body.

Noller flipped out completely.

You see, Noller's not...

He's not well.

No one's ever looked after him.

But you did.

Yes.

He gave you a mobile
to run your business.

I've never made money on it.

He got it into his head
that he'd killed Ditte.

We found her on the beach,
not in the garden.

That's what I said.

We didn't find her there.
We found her in the bathroom.

I don't think you were
in the house at the time.

Your fingerprints are everywhere
but in the bathroom.

Yes.

Who did it, then?
Was it Flemming?

No.

I don't know.

The time's 13.32.
Interview terminated.

Someone will come for you.

Let's pick Flemming up.

He's not that poorly.

- Hello, Ingrid.
- Hello.

I thought that when
our little family had problems

you'd turn to me and not
let me hear it from others.

- Flemming?
- Was I wrong?

We don't know
if there is a problem.

After reading Fischer's report

I'd have considered
contacting you.

- Where is it?
- It's not ready.

Not ready?

Don't you understand
what this is about?

It's our job to investigate
police misconduct.

But who's investigating ours?

No one!

No one must be able
to point a finger!

- Have you sent for Flemming?
- Yes.

IP?

- Is he still in hospital?
- No, he's in a cell now.

- Hi, Ulf.
- Sit down.

I said, sit down!

Idiot.

Should I turn this on?

I too was wild at your age.

I had but one thought.
To catch the guy.

I didn't care about his
"tough childhood".

I still don't.

- This is a bit different.
- Listen.

I'd thought of you
as my successor.

That's out of the question now.

- I'll quit.
- You'll stay put.

This is not just about
our feelings.

We're the ambassadors
of the chief of police.

I talked to your wife.

She confirms that
the psychopath...

What's his name?

- Flemming.
- Yes.

He got the kick marks when
you fought him for the knife.

And your report will say so.
Am I right?

- Am I right?
- Yes.

If his lawyer comes after us

we'll break him and smash him
to pieces, okay?

Well.

I'll inform Kr gholt.
I'm off to �rhus.

- Say hi to the others.
- Yes.

I'll go out this way.

Good luck.

By the way...
That FBI course is cancelled.

- I see you haven't left.
- No. I changed my mind.

Is Sucking Susie
the attraction?

Listen...

You don't think
anything happened?

- Did it?
- No.

- We're not a couple, are we?
- No.

- But a meal together is okay?
- Yes.

- But it has to be at Josef's.
- I see.

- It's on you.
- On me?

I want the works.
Entree, dessert

and coffee, cognac
and a big cigar.

As long as you pay
for the cigar.

Out, Flemming.

Hey, stop him!

I'd describe him as dangerous.
We've alerted all manpower.

- Is he armed?
- Yes, he probably is.

I appeal to anyone who sees him
to contact us.

Kr gholt, is it possible
he may strike again?

Bagge Hansen is unpredictable,
so avoid direct confrontation.

Yes.

Fine.

We've got him.
He robbed a petrol station.

- He took some sweets.
- Nothing else?

I'll go. Fischer, stay here.

Sweets?

- Chocolate?
- He can't be that stupid.

Home of Agnes Andersen
21.50, Friday April 7

- Second floor. Right or left?
- Left.

There he is.

LaCour here.
He's at her grandma's.

We're here now. Okay.

They'll be here in five.
We're to wait.

You're...
having some chocolate.

- Have some.
- No.

- Chocolate and coffee too.
- Watch the cups.

Sit down, Gran!

- Where are you going?
- Upstairs.

- What are you trying to prove?
- I'm going up.

Ten men who are better at this
than you are on their way.

Can you forgive me?

For what?

For...

what happened at the cottage.

What do you mean?

On Tuesday...

Tuesday? You were here
doing my kitchen cupboards.

No, that was Monday.

Was it?

She said she'd wait for me.

But I could tell
that it wasn't true.

Was it you who killed her,
Flemming?

Everything went...

everything went black
before my eyes.

How could you do it?

I was going to be
a great-grandma.

- Shut up! Got any cash?
- No.

Where are Fischer and LaCour?

Have they gone insane?
I'll give them two minutes.

Do you hear something?

Leave it.

Bastards!

Drop it! Drop it!

On your stomach.

All the way.

- Look after the gun, Kr gholt.
- What were you thinking?

What was that about?

What? Did you need to show
you're a good cop after all?

I don't know.

Did you need to show
you're a good cop after all?

I guess so.

Good night.

According to section 1
paragraph 69 of the penal code,
Flemming Bagge Hansen was sentenced to
confinement in a psychiatric hospital
for an indefinite period.