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Charlottenlund Race Track

FACE TO FACE

Are you Holger Lang?

Are you?

Are you here to shoot me, Bjørn?

It may end like that when we're done with each other -

- but let's talk first, shall we?

I mean...

You want to know the big picture. I know I do.

Put the gun away and let's talk.

Shut up. I'll do the talking.

Where's Nikki? What's she doing here?

You won't get anything until you put away the gun, Bjørn.

Put it away.

Everything's fine here. He's with the police. Right?

Just carry on.

Carry on, damn it.

Put it away.

Completely.

Blacknet... Christina.

I'll give you everything.

Then talk.

You're smaller than I expected.

She had your eyes.

Royal blue, slightly dodgy.

With the ascension in one.

How did you know her?

Well?

- How did you know Christina? - I hear you're not much of a listener.

- Do you want me to take you in? - No, I want you to listen, Bjørn.

It's all connected. Christina, me and you. We're connected.

Whether you want it or not.

Horses like these can run until they drop dead.

They keep running until they die unless you civilize them.

Tame them too much and they lose the hunger and never cross the finish line.

- What do you want to know? - How did you know Christina?

We met down there. The outermost bench, last of the row.

She sat there one day I had a few horses competing.

She came back Sunday after Sunday.

She sat there all alone... winning.

- I can't resist that. - Young girls?

Young girls who win.

One Sunday I went over and invited her up for a bite to eat.

- And then what? - Then we got to talking.

We kept talking and couldn't stop.

It was as if we...

- We found each other interesting. - Like what, friends?

No, we became much more than friends.

I loved her.

- Christina wasn't into men. - I didn't love her as a woman.

And Nikki? Was she jealous?

We'll get to that.

- What do you do for a living? - I teach philosophy and commercial law.

- You just have your teacher salary? - I'm a professor.

- That can't keep your horses running. - So you make your hobby your living.

- Your daughter had a knack for that. - For what, Blacknet?

You don't listen, do you? You can't use me for anything if you don't listen.

You have a rabbit's pulse. Your mindset is logical, target-oriented.

It's touching. You are your job. Great.

But it's hopeless, too. It's over.

- Christina's dead. - When did you last talk to her?

Yesterday, late. She called me around midnight.

I was in a meeting with the Business Authority.

- What did she want? - She wanted me to come right away.

- She sounded very small. - So did you meet her?

I left at once despite my BAC. We were to meet at my place but never did.

Where do you live?

I live in the Tuborg Beach Park.

- Where you own several condos? - Several?

Mia's condo. Do you own Mia's condo?

- Mia? - Amazing Daisy.

Mia...

No, Bjørn, I don't own several condos.

I own the Tuborg Beach Park.

But I never got that far last night. Two cops pulled me over -

- because I kept veering left.

- Lassen and Rylander? - They released me around 3 am.

- The rest of the story we know. - Do we?

Yes, we know it.

But we don't understand it, do we? Why?

How could she be so unhappy when so many people loved her?

What could we have done differently, Bjørn?

What could you have done differently?

I did what I could. But she didn't need me.

- What makes you think it was suicide? - What makes you think it wasn't?

People were out to get her. People with motives to kill her.

I don't think so. I only had a motive to keep her alive.

Which was?

I got her involved in Blacknet.

Hey!

Lang!

I'm talking to you. Blacknet killed her. Hey!

You killed Christina.

Did I?

Did I do it?

Do you really think I have it in me, Bjørn?

Do you think I'm capable of that? And if I were...

... what keeps me from doing it again?

Right now, right here?

You're an idiot, Bjørn.

Lang!

Hard Cash doesn't like people sneaking up on him.

- Why did you get her into Blacknet? - I didn't want her into anything.

It was her project. I just supported whatever she wanted to do.

I loved her for what she was. Just like a father should.

Are you calling yourself her father?

The main thing is what she called me.

Oh. So you were playing father and daughter?

Oh right. Seeing as I don't have kids of my own -

- I must have a sentimental yearning for intimacy and love, right?

A meaning to life.

Maybe even a... young girl I could call my daughter.

So it was your need, not hers?

It was your need.

Was it too much for her? Embarrassing with all those unrequited feelings?

Hand me the bucket.

Did she rip you off? Were you screwed over by a girl who was smarter than you?

- Who didn't share your feelings? - The bucket, please.

Track humor. The bucket.

She relaxed when she was here.

Things have a tendency to...

You get another perspective in the stench of horseshit.

Beautiful creature, isn't it? You should've seen her when she got him.

- You gave her... - Trifles. If it made Christina happy.

And it did... at first.

Briefly.

She told me about a little family. The father loved the mother and the daughter.

He loved the daughter so much that he bought her a horse -

- although he couldn't afford it. But he was a good father.

What went wrong?

Is it complex, Bjørn? It always is.

And yet so bloody banal.

I just tried to fix her with this guy.

Tried to make her forget. And it worked.

Until she got caught up in things.

Once I brought her and Sebastian together -

- the components were in place.

- What the fuck are you talking about? - A market is a market is a market.

That was your way of showing love? Dragging her into deep crime?

Illegal doesn't always equal immoral.

I mean it's illegal to laugh in North Korea.

I'm not a slave by nature. Never have been.

- Neither was Christina. - So it's okay to milk a young girl?

For what?

Faith, hope, love? That's all it takes to destroy your own daughter.

But you beat me to it. She was in flames when I met her.

A free thinker, radical, dedicated, yes.

But also devoid of any boundaries.

And shockingly self-destructive.

I wonder where she got that from.

Now what?

I'm telling you the whole story here.

Sit down. Sit down.

- You can't be serious. - Sit down.

You got her into Blacknet, introduced her to Sebastian and then she ripped you off?

Christina didn't rip anyone off. I took over Blacknet from her yesterday.

- You did what? - We met last night at my place.

I tried to convince her to stay. I was worried about...

- About what would happen to her? - I was afraid of losing her.

If we didn't have Blacknet to tie us together.

But she was adamant. She wanted out.

So we... went over the various options, but there were no two ways about it.

Either we let it go down the drain or I took over -

- so I encrypted the access right away.

Fucking smart of you.

- It's what she wanted. - It's what you wanted.

It was the last thing I wanted.

And then she called me again around midnight.

She went to a party with Mia at Sebastian's, when those two idiots came.

The two bastards went tough on her.

Only when she mentioned my name did they believe she was out of it.

Weren't you at a dinner?

Yes.

So how did Lassen and Rylander find you?

I like to post my Michelin dinners. Never again.

What did you talk about?

They're not the brightest of guys -

- but they're easy to understand and to strike a deal with.

- So you split Blacknet after she... - Nikki got a chunk, too.

- A chunk? - Yes. You saw Nikki earlier, right?

At Christina's apartment. She's terrified that she'll suffer the consequences too.

She wanted out, too. And to cover up her tracks.

But she found out she didn't have access. I've only just managed to calm her down.

Anything for Blacknet, right?

I got Christina out of something she no longer wanted any part of.

And then what were you gonna use her for, huh? My little girl.

I wasn't gonna use her. I helped her.

- You couldn't have her running around. - Bjørn, focus. I'm not who you're after.

- You killed my little girl. - I was with Lassen and Rylander.

Damn it, the night shift was there, CCTV. It's all documented, Bjørn!

There's one question you haven't asked me.

Why?

Why did she want out of Blacknet?

Because...

Because she wanted you.

It was her last chance to reach you.

I've never rejected her. She didn't want anything to do with me.

She did. She only wanted you.

I was insufficient from the start and it drove me crazy.

You pushed, I caught. You rejected, I embraced.

She still wanted you.

I didn't push.

Shut up.

I have something... you need to hear.

It's just my phone.

Just my phone.

You need to hear this.

She called me when I was at the station just before 1 a.m. -

- and left a message.

She thought she called you.

Dad... Why don't you ever come when I call you? What have I done?

Now I've done everything I could -

- so you wouldn't be angry at me anymore.

And I thought...

But no. It's not like that.

Because you're just my dad, aren't you?

My dad.

She never called me Dad.

Never.

Christina took her own life.

Which of us is guilty, Bjørn?

It's over.

Subtitles: Helle Schou Kristiansen Dansk Video Tekst