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Request for Assistance A-9/01

Fredensborg 16.52, Friday June 1

It will be lovely.

What?

Oh, yes!

- Good afternoon and welcome. - Thanks. I've booked a room.

- What was the name? - Schmidt.

- Mr and Mrs Schmidt. - Yes.

You ordered flowers.

I'm sorry, but the suite is booked.

We're grateful for anything at such short notice.

- It's one of our best rooms. - Well, thanks.

Coming?

- Yes, of course. - You old scatterbrain...

Tali, could you...

Fischer deserves to play in the big league with the FBI.

Nominations are due this afternoon.

- Make up your mind. - I know...

But I can't find a replacement for him.

Ulf Thomsen.

We deserve the best too.

Give it another 30 seconds.

Yes, Ulf here. What's that?

Regarding Nyborg? Yes. Yes, we can.

Somebody will be there at 21.00.

Yes, it's a deal. Bye.

- Can you go on TV tonight? - I promised my kids a holiday.

I told the others I'd be back on Tuesday.

And no, if you ask me, I think Fischer has to wait.

Sure?

- Well... - Have they left?

- IP is just about to. - Perhaps I should do the TV.

IP would be a good choice.

- IP here. - Hell, are you working out?

- Working out? - You're out of breath.

- No, I'm on my way to Nyborg. - Then turn your car around.

- My car? - You said you were driving.

- Yes... - You're on TV tonight.

They've been up in arms since news of the exhumation.

- You saw it? - Yes.

Yes, that journalist needs to be whipped into line.

We usually don't mind help from the public...

No, but there are ways of doing it. Bye.

I must say, your article really had an effect. I'm going on TV.

- Is that a problem? - Well...

I've not even seen the new autopsy report.

The new what?

Nothing.

Can you tell me about it?

- Is this one too boring? - A bit.

I'll take this one. It's nicer.

Are you dropping the charges against Otto Larsen?

Not at this point. But we have new data to look into.

Any connection to reports

of a careless initial autopsy?

No comment.

Did the new data emerge after you'd exhumed the body?

No comment on that either.

But you are reopening the Britt Jespersen murder case?

Yes, we want to hear from those who used a rest area

north of Nyborg on March 14.

Everything is iportant.

Especially a Volvo station wagon seen there.

Direct all calls to Nyborg police...

Don't turn it off for my sake.

I'll just lie down for a while.

Aren't you joining me?

Will you take off my necklace? It's annoying me.

I'll be at your side watching over you.

UNIT ONE

No, not at all.

- Could you help with the dishes? - Hi, Mick. I'm off.

Episode 23

- Where are you going? - To Mick's.

- Mick? Mick who? - Just Mick.

He's okay. He's in the year above me.

Do you know what time it is?

You can't. We're on holidays.

You're home so we're grounded?

We're spending time together!

I'm on my way.

For goodness' sake...

Unbelievable!

Hello. Just a sec.

Can I go, then?

Be home by midnight.

- Ingrid here. - Is it...

- Is that Ingrid Dahl? - Yes.

- Ingrid from Unit One? - Yes, who am I speaking to?

- Can I help you? - Ingrid, my friend...

I must ask you to come to Fredensborg.

Store Kro Hotel. I've killed my wife.

Crime scene 22.50, Friday June 1

Good evening.

I don't think we've met.

- Do you have a name? - Hans Christian Kofoed.

"HC", Detective Inspector.

- And you? - Ingrid Dahl.

- Yes? - Chief of Homicide, Unit One.

I've just returned from Greenland.

- Can I help you? - Who is she?

But we haven't asked for help.

As I said on the phone, he called me personally.

There was something familiar about his voice.

- What's her name? - They used the name Schmidt.

- Part of the game, it seems. - Game?

A romantic weekend...

- I'm done. - Thanks.

- Are you here? - Yes.

I've just sent the report on Britt to Nyborg.

I'm off duty.

Bloody strange place to be off duty.

- Was she raped? - Not at all.

It's all neat and proper.

Looks as if he was gentle.

If he gave her all that morphine she died quickly. Without fear.

Look for a doctor who knows his stuff.

- A cynic, perhaps. - He cried on the phone.

- I think he's suicidal. - We'll do it by the book.

Thanks for your help.

Nyborg 23.45, Friday June 1

Why don't you call him?

He's probably been too busy to call you.

Or he can't bring himself to do it.

He's a doctor, he's done it lots of times.

You must stop.

You can't just call people on Whit Sunday.

Come on.

Come on.

- Jan Boysen. - Hi, it's Johnny.

Can I call you back?

- Yes, but... Boysen, listen... - I'll call you back.

Bye.

Why Boysen? Did someone die?

No, it's just...

Brian and Michael invited him onto the team...

Brian and Michael? Michael Laudrup or what?

- He wouldn't tell me. - Perhaps he was just busy.

- Nice try. - I know you're nervous.

You should go home and sleep.

Hey, Johnny... is it Michael Laudrup?

- Hi. - Hi there.

Well, should we get started?

- Gaby, you got a report? - Yes.

Nyborg police are ignoring us.

- They forgot us? - Nearly.

The chief constable sends his drunken greetings.

- He's well into lunch. - Well, we're here now.

Yes, but why the hell tonight?

Trine, how about some coffee to keep us awake?

Trine?

The time is 23.42 and 40...

41, 42, 43 seconds...

Otto Lykke Larsen present.

- And what's your name? - Jensen.

Jensen.

And in a moment, Fischer. Who is my friend.

Let's start with what we know.

Britt was left on a bench

in a rest area near Nyborg on March 14.

Our child witness has described the man who put her there.

He has a dark Volvo station wagon. No rego yet.

And we know the police work done

wasn't at all satisfactory.

But according to Boysen we're a bit luckier this time.

The body was preserved well.

On ice, and later in a cool grave.

So we found usable DNA both in and on the deceased.

- Otto's? - Yes and someone else's.

- Did it go to the DNA register? - Yes, but it's a holiday.

And Ingrid is on leave.

Is the boy coming? Otto's here.

- He's on his way with his father. - Good.

- I'd like to talk to Fischer. - He'll be here soon.

- I'd like to talk to him now. - I know.

Why don't you call him?

- Britt was raped... - Fischer?

Right. Just a second. Okay?

Now Fischer is coming.

Allan!

- I missed you! - Did you?

I missed you too.

- And you're ready? - Yes.

- I'd like the other half. - What is it?

- I made it. - Did you? It's great.

Listen, I have to work. And then I'll come back and talk.

Yes, I'd like the half that Britt has.

- We'll sort it out later. - Okay.

Fischer just left the room and we'll take a short break.

- I'm back. - She was raped.

Then strangled.

We found prints around the throat.

- Otto's? - We don't know, we're checking.

Her nails hold plenty of foreign DNA.

Two of her nails had been ripped off viciously.

She'd bled a lot from deep scratches on her back.

She must have left marks.

- What about pressure marks? - Yes.

She'd spent four to five hours on concrete.

And there's sawdust in her hair.

And there's this mark on her neck.

It ends beneath her ears on both sides.

- That's not strangulation. - Wait a sec.

And Fischer is back.

Otto, can I borrow that?

- No, it's mine. - No, not that, the heart.

No.

- No, but I can make you one. - I'd like to borrow this one.

- You'll get it back. - Swear?

Cross my heart.

- And hope to die. - And hope to die.

- Okay. - Great.

Fischer's left the room again.

It wasn't strangulation. It was done by this one's twin.

Otto made it for Britt. It was probably torn off.

Okay, Adam, take your time.

And tell me if the man from the rest area is in the room.

Tell me if there's anything you can recognise, okay?

Do you have number 4?

Do you have... that's good.

The guy in the middle...

He's got the number the wrong way round.

It's the other way around.

Right.

Recognise anyone?

- He's not there. - Are you sure?

He did this.

With his jaws?

- Like that? - Yes.

- Anything else? - His hair wasn't that long.

- Like this? - Yes.

- Did he look like that? - It's him.

- Gaby here. - Hi, Gaby.

Can you check this rego for me?

It's UK58399.

I'll check it straight away.

- We're busy. - Yes.

Still here?

I thought his car might still be around.

No one knows this car.

Okay, Ingrid. Got him.

Bertel Kjeldsen of Sletten Harbour.

Thanks.

Bertel Kjeldsen?

My dad's old doctor. I was sure I knew that voice.

Then you can explain the letter in the front window.

Break-ins aren't taught on Greenland?

- In Greenland. - In Greenland.

He asks his accountant to settle his affairs.

It's Knud!

- Knud? - It's his son.

I wonder what became of him.

Suspect's address 05.42, Saturday June 2

Knud?

Don't you recognise me?

- Why are you here? - We're looking for your father.

Yes.

He called me an hour ago to say he loved me.

At 4.30 a.m.

So I got bloody scared. I came here.

But they're not around. Not upstairs either.

I must tell you, your mother is dead.

Your dad called Ingrid last night to say he'd killed your mother.

Do you know where your dad would go?

What?

He didn't confide in me.

But you said he'd called you.

- I'd like to go home now. - Is there anyone with you?

We must track that phone.

It had occurred to me.

What are you doing here?

The same as you, I reckon.

Strange, I can't help liking him even though he killed his wife.

I hope they find him before he kills himself.

The boy came in. Otto's not the one.

Fischer's happy, then?

He hit me for 500 yesterday.

- Divorce is costly. - You tell me!

Bye, IP.

Get me the editor.

I've got a fantastic story. Bloody well find him!

What story?

"Famous doctor kills wife. Nationwide search.

"May be suicidal."

Isn't he on the Ethics Council?

Where did you get that? Any leaks and we're through.

- I could have got it anywhere. - What if it's not him?

- My editor doesn't care. - It's up to you.

Hi, Hans. On your way to your car?

Think you can drive?

Listen, I've got a real scoop!

But I need to check a detail. Call you back, okay?

Drive safely.

What detail?

Come here.

- Good morning. - Morning. Didn't you sleep?

- Is Tobias asleep? - He's at a friend's place.

- A friend? Who? - Mick.

He shouldn't be there! We agreed he'd be back by 12.00.

Damn it.

But you weren't home either. You weren't here.

Sorry.

- Your mother left a message. - My mother?

- Oh? What did she say? - She's coming to Denmark.

- Oh? When? - Tonight.

Tonight?

No, no, no...

I think she's nice.

She sent flowers to Dad's funeral.

She could have come, too.

- But you don't like her... - Gry!

Hi, it's Ingrid. Has anything happened?

We woke the judge to get a permit to trace Bertel's mobile.

It switches between Denmark and Sweden.

- He's near the coast. - He was.

He's circling around Vesterport.

Vesterport? His clinic used to be at the Richmond Hotel.

He was their doctor too.

I'm on my way. Can you notify Copenhagen?

Leaving?

I'm sorry, honey.

Bertel!

When my father died...

my only comfort was that I knew he didn't suffer.

I couldn't tell you then.

I was only nine years old, but...

it really meant a lot.

I grew to admire you.

Bertel, you can't jump! The street's crowded.

You'll scare them to death!

Let me help you, Bertel.

I'll help you.

Give me your hand.

It was Knud...

who killed the lady in Nyborg.

I thought he'd got away with it.

Until you found out we'd reopened the case?

I got a shock when I read the paper.

I should have gone to the police straight away...

But you couldn't.

No.

Then they found the man who did it.

Yes.

We adopted Knud when he was a baby.

I thought I could handle the adoption and I really tried.

Alice loved and worshipped him.

He was her life.

I knew it would be a disaster when I had to...

tell her.

She was already very ill.

One year to live at the most.

So when... she broke down...

I gave her an injection to calm her.

But enough to...

Nyborg 09.58, Saturday June 2

Okay, I'll get the mobile office moved.

Well done, Ingrid. See you in Hiller�d.

What a tear-jerker!

"Dad kills mum because adopted son kills stranger

"and if mum found out, it would kill her."

Bloody hell!

- It's ages to your deadline. - I still have to write it.

Look, if I buy an apartment, I have to borrow money.

To borrow money, I need collateral.

That's where my apartment comes in?

- Yes, I think so. - But I don't. Forget it.

But why? You don't even live there.

No, I don't, but...

If I moved in, you wouldn't need to give me collateral.

What? You want to move into my place?

Well, it could be our solution.

I don't think so... No.

What kind of guy are you?

Did you hide your sweets so the other kids couldn't get them?

Listen, LaCour...

You have two apartments, I have none.

Give one to me.

What's happening?

Damn... Johnny!

What the hell's going on? Johnny!

- Boysen. Are you sitting down? - Yes.

- Gripping something? - Yes.

Johnny...

It's positive.

The test was negative. Congratulations.

Why is he coming back?

Because I told him to, I guess.

I just spoke to Boysen.

Hurry up. We're off to Hiller�d.

- Johnny, I thought you'd left. - I had.

- I'm not going to Hiller�d. - No, you're seeing Otto.

But our case is here.

It's the same case. Ingrid has Britt's killer.

Knud Kjeldsen. Ask Otto if he knows him.

Interrogation of suspect 13.07, Saturday June 2

Interrogation of Knud Kjeldsen, regarding Britt Jespersen's murder.

It's Saturday, June 2. The time is 13.07.

DI Thomas LaCour present.

Knud, your dad says you killed Britt Jespersen.

Yes.

- Is that true? - No.

But maybe you can explain

Forensics finding her coat button in your father's car.

The car you borrowed and drove around in Nyborg.

I panicked.

I thought I'd run her over... I drove on.

It kept haunting me.

I didn't get it because I'd heard nothing.

She just lay there.

Had she been run over? Could you tell?

- No, no. She hadn't been hit. - I see.

Well, I've been really stupid. I should have gone to the police.

But I panicked.

I saw in the rear-vision mirror that she was lying in the ditch.

Strange... as if she'd been pushed aside.

But what were you doing there?

I'd driven to the beach. I couldn't sleep.

I'd been really busy at work

but I'd agreed to pick up my parents at Billund airport.

I just wanted to run along the beach.

It has always been my worst nightmare...

to hit someone without realising it.

- What did you do then? - I heard a car in the distance.

So I put her in the trunk...

covered her with a blanket... and drove to the hotel.

- And met your dad there? - Yes.

He needed something from the car and...

- He lifted the blanket? - No...

I happened to do that.

I didn't want him rummaging around.

Weird...

the way he looked at me.

That's when I realised I couldn't have done it.

- When he looked at you? - Yes.

I'm not sure if I understand.

You then took her to the rest area?

Yes.

You say you'd been running along the beach?

Yes.

- And she was in a ditch? - Yes.

Yes? Can you explain why we didn't find any sand

or plant fibres or anything else indicating she'd been in a ditch?

No.

But we found plenty of DNA on her

and particularly in her.

We also found it on the blanket you put around her.

Knud... where did you rape her?

Well? Was it in the car?

All I did to that girl was put her on the bench.

Yes... I have to ask you if we can take your DNA.

I can't refuse, can I?

No, but if you're innocent, there's no reason to refuse.

Mental institution, Nyborg 13.25, Saturday June 2

- Come on. Tell me, Allan. - Yes, yes.

I can't carve it if I don't know what it is.

Relax, I'm choosing.

- Are you shy? - No.

- It's not a man, is it? - Shut up, okay?

Just write "Ida".

- I have a girlfriend. - Go away!

Get away from my friend.

You hear me?

Stay away!

Calm down, okay? I'll show you something.

Relax.

Hello?

This guy... Have you seen him before?

Cross my heart and hope to die, I've never seen him.

- That guy... - Easy.

Robin, you're not part of this!

Just relax. Move over there!

Move over there! Over there, I said! All the way.

You relax. Sit down here. Sit down.

Stop it. Stay seated, will you?

Stay over there. Thanks.

I for l-D-A.

Ida...

Ida.

Thanks.

Forensics says the culprit is in the DNA register.

It's not Knud. They're emailing it now.

Here it is.

It's his DNA they found in Britt.

He's been confined for rape.

Where did he meet Britt?

He's retarded.

They worked in the same sheltered workshop.

You know him?

He's my biological brother.

Thanks, Allan.

I can too.

Yes. What do you say, Otto?

Yes, yes. It's all right.

- Allan... - Yes.

I think you should shake hands. Could you do that?

Friends?

See you, Allan.

Can you tell me why the DNA says it's not you?

When a witness says you put the woman on the bench.

Robin called me to say he'd done something...

something bad.

He was crying and asked me to help him.

I was on my way from Billund where I'd picked up my parents.

I convinced them to stay overnight in Nyborg.

- Did you tell them about Robin? - No.

You went to see him?

He'd strangled her

because she wouldn't sleep with him.

What happened next?

Naturally I said to call the police.

But he was scared.

He begged me... to get rid of her.

I couldn't...

bear the thought of what he'd face if I turned him in.

Nothing would have changed.

He'll be in the mental unit all his life.

He needed someone to care for him.

There was no one. His mother...

Our mother...

had him placed in a home

straight after I was put up for adoption.

So you helped him

by placing the body of Britt Jespersen

in the rest area?

Yes.

Thanks.

Interview terminated. The time is 16.37.

Go home and sleep.

- Can I leave? - Yes.

If only you'd bloody told me!

I thought that you'd killed her.

That was your first thought.

Nothing else occurred to you?

- No, Knud, it didn't. - No.

Mum would have believed me.

Yes.

Why do you think I never told you...

about Robin?

Knud, I've been afraid from the day we got you.

- Mum loved you infinitely... - Answer me.

Sorry.

You didn't want to upset your mother.

She knew I'd found my real family.

She even asked me not to tell you.

She was afraid... you'd turn your back on me for good.

Knud...

Would you take me home?

Another time, maybe.

Well... I'm here in Nyborg...

in a lovely rest area, eating lovely food.

- How are you? - Fine.

- Found a place to live? - Not yet. I'm working on it.

Stay with me. I've found a cool place.

I'll do that. Fantastic. Are you serious?

You're moving to Copenhagen?

No, the USA. Just a sec...

Are you on the FBI course?

The letter came today.

- For the FBI course? - Yes.

I've booked my ticket. Hurry up and book.

Isn't it cool doing the course together?

- Allan? - Great. When did you hear?

Fantastic. Someone's coming, I'll call you.

Yeah?

Hi, IP.

Yes, I'm still in Nyborg. Am I driving a bloody Ferrari?

Robin? Why should I pick him up?

I've got one too.

You stole it!

Robin?

Robin... Can you sit up?

Can you? Come on.

- Are you okay? - I'm afraid of him. He hit me.

He hit me.

Robin, you know what? I must arrest you.

- The time is 17... - 17.34. No, 35.

Want to wear these?

Come here.

You were saying?

- I did it. - Yes, he hit me.

- You be quiet, Robin! - He hit me!

Robin, Otto's speaking now, okay?

What is it?

He stole this.

And you got upset?

He said he'd killed Britt.

But, Allan...

Actually, you're not allowed to kill a human being.

Not even an animal.

Go home to bed. You haven't slept much.

You could do with some sleep.

HC?

- Well played. - Thank you.

- I must say, you floored me. - Really?

When I saw you last night, I...

Oh, yes, drop in at Halmtorvet Station.

- Why? - Your son's name is Tobias?

Why?

He was found smoking hash in a stolen car.

Gaby!

It was nice of you.

What was?

Oh.

I was really scared.

Give me a lift?

Ingrid Dahl, Unit One?

- Hi. - What the hell is this, Tobias?

They said you were in Hiller�d.

This says when the hearing is.

How could you do something like this, Tobias? You're 13!

We're leaving.

Yes, Ulf.

Ulf, I hear what you're saying, but I don't get it.

Why am I not going?

I can't tell you.

You must. Did I do something wrong or...

Far from it.

What, then? What, then? Ulf!

We haven't found a replacement. Ingrid's worried.

- Ingrid? - Yes.

Ulf, that can't be bloody true.

Hi, Ingrid. Ulf says you won't let me go.

- No. Listen... - Ulf said so. Is that true?

No. I just said I can't do without you.

Right. But you know what?

You'll have to.

That sofa... I remember it.

- God! - Yes, I'm here.

Hi, Mum.

Well... I thought it was just a vacation.

I'm done with Tenerife. I sold the shop.

- Oh. - I'm coming home.

- Really? - Yes.

- What about Buller? - Buller?

Buller... He's just full of bull.

- My room's ready for you. - How sweet.

- Mum, are you moving in? - No, it's just for a few days.

I've borrowed a cottage. Remember the Brandts?

Their cottage is vacant. Ingrid, this is perfect! How...

- Why are you laughing? - Tobias, go to bed.

Yes, Tenerife is not what it used to be.

- Want a Campari? - Campari?

Yes, Campari. It's Whit Sunday.

We're done.

Just give me two seconds.

Okay.

Listen..."Famous doctor kills wife because son is killer."

- Trine... - Listen.

- Trine... - Wait.

But it's not like that any more.

How is it, then?

The son covered for someone.

Namely, his retarded brother.

I'll rewrite it.

Shut up for 20 minutes unless I ask you something.

They both covered for someone

because they feared they didn't love them enough.

That's love for you!

I suppose you might think so.

Bertel Kjeldsen was given the mildest possible sentence for the murder of his wife. Knud Kjeldsen was given three months' community service for moving Britt's body.

Robin Hansen was convicted of Britt's murder. He remains in indefinite confinement at a mental institution.