All language subtitles for Rejseholdet - Afsnit 15

I'm sorry to tell you
Martin's dead.

I just got the DNA result.
Same perpetrator.

Okay,
we have a double murder.

Klaus Munk Andersen?

- Was this boy on the train?
- There was nobody.

You stop the train
and throw him out?

- Let's stop.
- Wait! Answer...

We're stopping.

The DNA confirms
it's Klaus.

Have you ever been
to Klaus's place?

No.

Your fingerprints are there.

Request for Assistance
A-33/00

- Why did you invite LaCour?
- He was giving a lecture.

- About?
- Crime scenes.

Exactly!
He's the field's leading expert.

If he wanted to commit a murder,
would he leave a single clue?

They can hear you
at the other end of the corridor!

- Ingrid's very dedicated.
- What I am...

I'm furious to see LaCour
brought in by uniformed officers.

It was an order
from Copenhagen.

Your chief put in a request

for us to investigate the murder
of Klaus Munk Andersen.

That's up to my chief,
but aren't you compromised?

In my opinion, LaCour's innocent
and we must find Klaus's killer.

We'll keep this to ourselves.
I'll deal with the press. Right?

- Yes.
- Got it.

- Where's LaCour?
- In the conference room.

I know I can't talk to him
but I can give him coffee, right?

You think it's me?

Fischer, you think I did it?

- I'm asking you.
- Stop it.

Okay.
Gaby! What about you?

My fingerprints were everywhere.
Try playing detective.

Shut up!

You guys think it was me?

We'd like to be alone.

- Still can't remember anything?
- No.

Listen...

Go to your car
and drive to Copenhagen...

See the public prosecutor
and tell him what you remember.

Then go home.
Let's call it leave, okay?

Right.

I enter the room...

he's there...

I'm there...

I can feel him.

I can smell him.
He stank of booze...

when he was strung up.

If it's not me,
I don't get it.

Here you're innocent
till proven guilty

despite what you feel.

When you see the prosecutor,
tell him what you know,

not what you feel or smell.

I said you'd be there
at 17.00 sharp.

Bye.

UNIT ONE

EPISODE 16

How are you?

What did
the public prosecutor say?

It was just a formality.

He just began
his investigation officially...

and told me I can't do shit.

- Why can't I remember?
- You've been hit.

I remember nothing from before,
not even being in the house.

Did something happen to you
when you found that boy?

- Grim, right?
- He could have been mine.

- Thomas, he couldn't.
- Yes, he could.

I have a son...
whom I've never seen.

We didn't agree over it, but...

I definitely didn't want a baby.

You have a son?

How old?

Almost ten.

There's no reason
to punish yourself

by thinking you killed Klaus.

- Thomas...
- Don't!

You could never have done it.

When you waved that gun at me,
you controlled yourself.

That's what you did this time.

- Thomas...
- Shut up, damn it!

Forensics, Copenhagen
07.53, Tuesday October 24

Mum, I'll take the bus.

Honey, you won't get away
so easily.

I want some time with you.
Back in five.

- Morning, Ingrid.
- Hi, Jan. Is the report finished?

- Dorthe just brought it in.
- Dorthe?

Hang on.
I'll just say goodbye.

Thanks for last night, honey.
It was lovely. See you tonight.

Okay? I'll make a dinner
you'll never forget. Bye, honey.

I'm back.

Since when
did you talk to yourself?

- Where did she go?
- How odd.

- Really odd.
- Jan!

Ingrid,
how can one make you jealous?

- You almost did.
- I did? Free tonight?

- Yes, but you're seeing Dorthe!
- Stop it.

I'm off to Helsing�r.
LaCour's really out of it.

I heard. But he's too professional
to do something like this.

Look...

See this horizontal welt?
That killed him.

Meaning?

He was probably strangled from
behind while sitting in a chair.

- And the sloping welt...
- Yes?

That happened
when he was strung up.

You're sure
he was already dead?

Yes, look at these blotches.
The body had been stowed.

- For how long?
- At least half an hour.

Time of death?

Between 05.00 and 08.00
on Monday.

LaCour dropped Helene off
at 07.20.

How long to Klaus's place?
Ten minutes?

Why wait by the body
for half an hour?

Thought you were sure
about him.

- Any alcohol in his blood?
- He had a level of around 2.8.

- So he stank of booze?
- Certainly.

- Oh, congratulations.
- On what?

- Your birthday.
- Thanks. It's tomorrow.

Hi, Tobias.
Shouldn't you be at school?

- Yes.
- I'll take you.

- I'm going to the court anyway.
- No, he can go by train.

We were on our way.

Well, yes...

Aren't you off to Helsing�r?

Thanks, Jan.

How about goodbye?

- Take care.
- Bye.

Crime scene, Helsing�r
08.43, Tuesday October 24

Thanks.

Are you sure?

Klaus made it easy for us.

He must have cleaned
all Saturday.

- Doesn't look like it.
- His family was here for dinner.

On Sunday?

A family dinner
the day we questioned him?

Prearranged.

What about LaCour?

He came in here.

His prints are here.

Forensics think
Klaus was strangled in that chair.

- What with?
- We don't know yet.

And here...
LaCour left a lot of prints.

It can't be true.

- There has to be a third person.
- There was.

What?

In the bedroom
is evidence of another man.

- When?
- Sunday night.

Okay. He was with a man
the night he was killed?

- Did he leave any DNA?
- Without doubt.

The sheets will be examined
and we found prints on a bottle.

Why not say so before?

Because...

Only LaCour's prints
were on the cable

Klaus was strung up on.

- What makes people kill?
- Usually the deadly sins.

Jealousy, money, sex...

No, I mean actually doing it,
not just wanting to.

- Think LaCour did it?
- If he did, couldn't we all?

- I could.
- I couldn't.

Could what, Johnny?

If somebody touched my boys...
I could kill.

You could?

Yes, I'm just saying I understand
if LaCour felt that way.

So you think he did it?

- I don't know.
- Stick to what you do know.

Right?

- He knows this is under wraps?
- He does.

- What the hell's he doing here?
- Fischer!

See you when I get back.

Bye.

Me too.
Yes, drive safely.

- Bye.
- "Me too."

If we're done with
our private lives, may we start?

- You checked the phone record?
- It seems desperate.

Klaus rang the same number
repeatedly for two hours

on Sunday night.

He got through at 02.12
and spoke for three minutes.

- Whose number is it?
- We don't know.

It's an unregistered mobile.

- Haven't you called the number?
- I did. Nobody answered.

We take his DNA,
he knows it's over

and there's one person
he must talk to.

- Would his sister know?
- I'll check.

She works for her husband.

- Okay. And the '8F' garbage bag?
- Fischer, check the dump.

- What am I looking for?
- A green bag with yellow ties.

- Containing?
- We don't know.

Klaus could have
hidden something.

Interview of sister and brother-in-law
10.14, Tuesday October 24

We're spring-cleaning.

This phone number...
Ring any bells?

No. Should it?

No. It's a person your brother
tried to reach the night he died.

Klaus's friends
weren't our friends.

- IP J�rgensen, Unit One.
- Ulrik Gregersen.

Sorry to disturb you again.

I quite understand.

The night you had dinner
with Klaus...

Was he expecting
anyone else?

No, certainly not.

He was quite intoxicated.

Intoxicated?
He was totally pissed.

This number...
Do you know it?

Karin's right.
He was pissed.

- He really had another visitor?
- Yes.

A man?
And they were together?

I know who.

Sonny... the young gigolo.

- Honey, we don't really know.
- He was obsessed with him.

Sonny? No other name?

Just Sonny.
That's his... stage name.

Klaus said he'd been interviewed
and that you took his DNA.

Yes.

- Did he kill those boys?
- We don't know yet.

You went to arrest him
yesterday.

The worst thing is,
I really thought I knew him.

This is it.

He logged everything
meticulously.

Here...

"17 May 1998... 13.42 to 14.03.
Had a beer in the garden.

"17.06 to 17.34.
Went shopping.

"18.02 to 18.24.
Had pork sausages for dinner."

- When did he pee?
- "Train on time."

It's all here.

"28 September 1998.

"15.43. He wouldn't.
His name was Lasse."

"15 October 2000.

"Martin cried.
Wanted to tell his dad."

"Grabbed his throat."

Because they resisted...
he killed them.

But here's one who didn't resist.
It's way back in 92.

Here.

"He will be invaluable."

Sonny! Is he the one
he rang all night?

Could be. He met Sonny
when Sonny was ten.

First, he used him himself

then trained him up
and rented him out to other men.

Look at this..."August 94".
It's like a household account.

It's grotesque...
Poul, Bjarne Q, Flemming,

The Snake, Henning,
The Snake.

The Snake is interesting.
He pays 1000 more each time.

This has been going on
since Sonny was twelve.

In public baths, rest stops,
all sorts of places.

- We only have first names?
- Yes.

The Snake...
What was he allowed to do?

I can't bear to think.

Bjarne Q...
There's a Bjarne Quist.

A paedophile.

- Where does he live?
- Here in Helsing�r.

Bjarne Quist wasn't home.

A neighbour said he goes to
the baths every day so here I am.

Should I wait for him?

Good.

Hi.

Aren't you cold?

- Sitting here?
- Yes.

- Warm, huh?
- Yes.

Nice trunks.

Hello!

Hey, you!

There's no access through here.
You must...

It's regulations.

- Okay?
- Thanks.

- What's your name?
- August.

- You alone?
- I'm with my brother.

- Could you go back to him?
- Yes.

Would you like to talk to me
also?

Yes? If you'd dress
and get your thingy down,

we'll go and talk somewhere.

I take Helene to the platform...

I see the train leave...
from the station.

Suddenly I start thinking,
what if he takes off?

I drive to his place...

There you go.
He's all yours.

- What the hell's going on?
- Yes, exactly.

Hi, IP.
His alibi checks out.

He was in Thailand
until yesterday.

But he gave me Sonny's
real name and address.

It's Cliff Jensen.
He lives with his mother.

She runs a brothel by the docks.

Should I pick him up now?

Crime scene
14.43, Tuesday October 24

DNA says
Klaus killed those boys.

You promised...

Frankly, sometimes a story
is too good to suppress.

Just a sec!

- You shouldn't be here.
- I need to check a few things.

Aren't you on leave?

You should get in your car
and go back to Copenhagen.

In return,
I'll forget you were ever here.

- Why's LaCour not allowed in?
- No comment.

I've had a secret crush on you
for ages. Want that to change?

Stop it.

October 24, it's 16.15.

Interrogation of Cliff Jensen,
aka Sonny,

regarding the murder
of Klaus Munk Andersen.

- What do you call yourself?
- Call me Sonny.

Okay, Sonny.

We found Klaus's diaries

and it says "Sonny"
on almost every page.

It's written here that he met you
on the train to Odense

just before Christmas Eve
in 1992.

Who were you visiting
in Odense?

Nobody.

I went back and forth.

- Why?
- Mum had clients.

You were ten.

Did Klaus invite you home
for Christmas?

- Did he call you "Sonny"?
- You needed a father?

Come off it.

He wrote that you were
almost like a son to him.

But you weren't his son.

In a way.

A father wouldn't let strangers
touch his son.

Think not?

The last thing Klaus wrote
before he died was...

It's here... at 02.12.
"Sonny's on his way."

Is that right?
Did you go?

We found your prints
on a bottle in the bedroom.

Okay, I was there.

- For how long?
- Half an hour.

- Are you sure?
- Yes.

- Why did you go there?
- He needed me.

I don't get it.
Was half an hour long enough

to drink Coke,
fuck him and kill him?

I didn't kill him.

Want to know how Klaus
described your first meeting?

"He just loves it.
He will be invaluable."

- He gave you lots of presents?
- Yes.

No wonder, when you think
of the money he made out of you.

Want to know how much?

He made 765,342 kroner.

- That's a lie.
- No. It's actually written here.

If he wasn't dead, I'd kill him.

All the men on this list have
committed a criminal offence.

Want them to go free?

No? Then help me.

Who are they?
Poul, Flemming, Henning...

- I don't know.
- That can't be true.

The Snake...
Why does he pay so much more?

You've been with him
lots of times. Who is he?

I don't know.

I'd be blindfolded
when he came.

Not very nice.

I'll tell you what's nice...
being left in peace.

You will be, but first

admit you were with Klaus
and that you killed him.

Everyone will understand.

When did he die?

Monday,
between 5 and 8 a.m.

I was doing my Lady Diana show
in Christiania.

And afterwards?

- I left with Hillary.
- Hillary?

Her other name?

John Jensen.

It's 16.21.
Interrogation terminated.

Not nice, is it?

Listen, no kid wants to do it
with adults.

No.

Sorry,
I needed some fresh air.

I wept too
at the start of my pregnancy.

- I'll work tonight.
- Fine.

Okay.
There were at least 200 fags

bawling their eyes out
at Sonny's show.

After the show he scored Hillary,
aka John Jensen,

who confirms "serving Sonny
a sumptuous breakfast in bed".

Well, it looks like
there's only one option left.

- You'll never do that again?
- No.

Ouch! That hurt!

One all.

I thought maybe you'd like
to look over the case.

I was never here
and you're in Copenhagen, okay?

Right.

Gaby?

Gaby, are you there?

- Why lock the bloody door?
- Why not bring a bloody key?

Why scare the hell out of me?

Hold your horses!
I couldn't sleep.

I've got LaCour on the brain.
Are you okay?

Hey! I scared you, huh?
Sorry, sorry.

- All right?
- Yes.

- By the way, Ida says hi.
- Okay.

I spoke to someone in Odense.

This may be a shot in the dark,
but...

I tried to come up with faces
for names in the diary.

The guy in the middle
could be Leif.

Convicted for paedophilia
in Odense and Helsing�r.

Right.

- Did she say anything else?
- No.

- Ever have doubts...
- About what?

When... you and Mille
were getting married?

I guess not.
She was pregnant and...

Why?
Having doubts?

I don't know.

- Weren't you in Stockholm?
- Yes. I just flew in.

I'm going back tomorrow.

Why?

I missed my girl.

Could you bugger off
so I can do some work?

Yes, sure.

- Can I ask something?
- Yes.

Why are you always
so rude to me?

- What?
- Can't you hear yourself?

If you'd just say

"Nice seeing you, Johnny.
I'm busy, so please go."

It would make me
so happy.

- Isn't that what I said?
- Think about it.

Isn't that what I said?
That's what I said.

Long time, huh?

Too long.

Are you hungry?

- You like sushi?
- What?

Shall I order some sushi?

You... could wait a bit.

- Midnight snack?
- Not for me.

How did it go tonight?

It was fantastic,
absolutely fantastic!

It must be the pill
you're forcing down my throat.

I won't take it again!
I dried.

I didn't know where I was.
I tripped over my feet.

- Kirsten, stop it!
- I thought I'd bloody die.

Must you drink in front of me?

Antabuse!
Try it. It's really good.

If you run out, there are
more bottles behind the books!

Staffan?

Staffan...

I felt safer being only three years
older than you. Today it's four.

You can't tell.

You look older.

Oh, you're so sweet!

- Happy birthday.
- Thanks.

When are you off
to Copenhagen?

10 o'clock.

What are you lecturing on?

Paedophilia.

It's probably not a case
for Unit One.

It was solved by Euripides
in 428 BC.

It's about...

a woman with red hair...

- You idiot!
- In her prime...

who falls in love with someone
too young for her.

Right.

Even younger than me...
All of 14... Hippolytus.

He didn't like making love
to an old woman.

- It cost him his life.
- Bloody hell!

But it ended happily.

- He was revived by Asclepius.
- Who?

The god of medicine.
The one with the rod.

With the big, long snake...

that twisted itself around the rod
four times and into a knot.

- What was it again?
- A snake.

A snake?

PAEDOPHILE KILLED B y COP

- What the hell?
- I spoke to the police.

They're obsessed with
knowing who The Snake is.

But I was blindfolded.
Remember?

But... of course,
it could have slid down.

So a policeman killed Klaus?

You are happy to see me!

Come on.

Good morning.

- Could "snake" mean "doctor"?
- Happy birthday.

Thanks.

- I can't believe I'm 39.
- I think you look great.

- Think so?
- Yes. Had a good night?

They're lovely.
What do you mean?

- Fischer said you slept up here.
- Oh?

When did you talk to him?

This morning. He was here
all night looking through reports.

He may have found something.

They found a paper
at Klaus's place

which he didn't subscribe to.

Fischer took it to Forensics
to check for prints.

We have four sets of prints...
They belong to LaCour, Sonny,

Klaus's sister,
and her husband the doctor.

THE SNAKE?

- Anything on Ulrik Gregersen?
- No.

Seen this?

It's all there. LaCour's amnesia,
the prosecutor's investigation.

Trine wrote it.

- Did you talk to her?
- Get serious!

It wasn't Ulf either.
He's just as furious.

IP, Unit One.
Can I talk to Trine?

Find her!

Gaby, did you...
Damn it!

What the hell is this?
It looks like a chapel!

Where's that bitch?

Good morning, Trine.

Great story!
Where did you get it?

Don't start.
I don't believe you.

Tell me your source or
never get a story from us again.

What's up?

It doesn't fit anywhere.

No cigarettes.

That's obvious.

They were drinking and smoking.

He threw the cigarettes out
after I left.

I enter the living room...

- I just ran away.
- It's all right.

Maybe we should go
and talk to this guy.

- Thomas, you're on leave.
- Yes, of course.

Listen... You take the sister,
I'll take the man.

But... I can't.

- How long have you known?
- Since Sunday.

It was a horrible evening...
with Klaus.

He could be vicious
when he was drunk.

He told me what he and Ulrik did
with those boys.

Ulrik tried to stop him.

But... Klaus threatened
to drag him down with him.

We went home.

I couldn't stand him
being near me.

He forced me to have sex.

But he couldn't.
He never could.

He became violent
so I had to break away.

And then...

he started to cry...

like a small child...

when I hit him.

He said he'd...
killed his little brother.

Killed his little brother?

Yes. He dropped him while
taking him to his mother.

- How old was he?
- His brother? Two months.

- No. Ulrik.
- Six years old.

She never forgave him.

She never spoke to him again.

Karin, I have to call the police.

On Monday I woke up at 6.
He was leaving to buy a paper

to see if there was something
about Klaus.

He came back at 8.

Okay. Thanks, Helene.

Ulrik's at a garbage dump
west of the city.

Call Fischer.
He must be near there.

It's Sonny. I cut him up.
He was putting pressure on me.

Ulrik!

No, don't do that.

- Why not?
- It's Sonny.

You okay?

Yes.

What's the reason
for you being here?

I don't know.
I suddenly remembered.

You didn't think to inform Ingrid?
It was better to risk your life?

Bloody hell, LaCour!

The right hand must know
what the left hand is doing!

Tomorrow you'll go to Horsens...

Those ram-raids.

- So I'm out of Homicide?
- You need time to recuperate.

And tell your girlfriend

she's to stay within the Holb�k
police district in future.

Thanks for your help.

And we thank you...

for the nice headline
in the paper.

- What?
- It's with the prosecutor.

- You're joking! I'm retiring.
- Joking?

Was it funny seeing yourself
on the front page?

We'll talk later.
Come on.

What if the redhead
had found someone

only four years younger?

Would it have ended happily?

Yes, same here.
Bye.

Thanks, Tobias.

Thanks.

It's great.

Like sushi?

Ulrik Gregersen was sentenced to
life imprisonment
for the murder of Klaus Munk Andersen
and Cliff "Sonny" Jensen
and for mutilating a corpse.