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You talked to the head of homicide?

Yeah, they found another chestnut man with Kristine's prints on it.

It makes no sense.

Why leave a chestnut--

I don't know. They say it's a weird form of harassment.

How's Steen taking it all?

We'll be okay. We make a great team.

Let me know if you need to talk.

I'm here.

That's nice of you, Frederik. Thanks.

SEARCH FOR KRISTINE HARTUNG ABANDONED

WHERE WAS SHE TAKEN?

COMING HOME FROM TENNIS WHEN MURDERER STRUCK

Hi, honey.

Hi.

Did you have a nice day?

It was okay.

Where's Dad? Did you not have dinner yet?

No. He's been in his office all afternoon.

It's probably the new construction project.

You're probably right. He said not to come in.

What's all this?

I need to review everything again.

What if Gustav came in and saw it?

How would that affect him?

I know you're still drinking.

I've stopped drinking.

You have to stop this too.

For Gustav's sake.

And ours.

I can't hide how I'm feeling.

Yes, you can.

-I do it every day. You can do it too. -But I won't.

There are so many oddities. The fingerprints are odd.

-The-- -You didn't pick her up.

-That's why. -You didn't pick her up either.

-Not even once. -But you promised!

Sorry.

Sorry, honey.

Just promise me you'll take it all down.

THE CHESTNUT MAN

Did they light the lanterns yet?

You bet. It looks like a Chinese lantern festival.

I wish you'd seen it.

-I know. -I'm sorry you missed it.

Is she there?

You know what? She's not really in the mood to speak to you.

Okay, but would you tell her--

And she's asking to have her ears pierced.

-No, of course she can't. -I have to go, bye!

-We've reported him missing. -Good.

Could he be the murderer?

No, he has an alibi for when Anne Sejer-Lassen was killed, but…

Follow me, please.

We responded to an anonymous report that the boy was being neglected.

We found a hidden basement built by Hauge.

We also found his laptop and are accessing it now.

Are you okay?

I'm fine, thanks.

The room and the hatch to the room are soundproof.

It's all built under the grate. I've never seen anything like it.

I sent samples of the fibers to the lab.

We'll dust for prints to see who's been down here.

Thulin? I've accessed Hauge's laptop.

The folders are named according to months.

Magnus?

Magnus, are you ready?

This'll be great fun, I promise.

You don't want to upset Mom, right?

Good boy. Let's take off your vest, okay?

Yes. You're doing great.

You're a good boy.

A really good boy, Magnus.

And you're beautiful.

Magnus, I love you.

It makes you want to kill the stepdad.

Not his mom.

His mom found out something was wrong. That's why she changed the locks.

If someone anonymous reported it and killed Laura Kjær

because he believed her to be a bad mom…

why then kill Anne Sejer-Lassen?

Maybe the murderer believed her to be a bad mom too.

But why? She was packing and getting ready to leave her husband.

The blood we found between the floorboards at the Sejer-Lassens,

did it belong to the daughter?

Yes.

We also found the sister's blood in the bathroom and conservatory.

It's all in the report. Why?

I think the girls are a little too accident-prone.

-No, I don't think-- -Thanks, I've got to go.

We need the medical records for the Sejer-Lassen girls.

The hospital in Gentofte, broken collarbone.

Broken nose.

Don't look at me. Look at the pictures.

And here, the ER at the central hospital in Copenhagen, when you lived there.

Fell down the stairs.

-It wasn't me. It was an accident. -We know what you did to your kids.

The question is, "Who else knew?"

The Prosecution Service will charge you with abusing your children.

You may never see your girls again. Do you understand?

I love my kids, all right?

I do.

Who knew?

Your wife knew about it.

Or she had at least started to suspect it.

I tried to get help. I spoke to someone after the report.

Which report?

To the local authorities.

A social worker came to see us, but I had my lawyer make it go away.

-That was the end of it. -The local authority of Gentofte?

Of Copenhagen.

From before we moved.

I asked if there was a report, but the social worker said no.

Who reported it?

I don't know. It was anonymous.

Sure, okay. No.

Well, that's a pain in the ass. Thanks a lot.

What did they say?

Social services can't help us until tomorrow.

-And they want to see a warrant. -I'll get it.

-And all's fine with the car? -Yes. You can borrow it.

Thanks for helping me out of that hole.

Hi.

-I thought I'd just stop by. -Yes.

Are you off now?

-Yes, I am. -Hi.

-Hi. -Sebastian.

Hess. He's my…

partner.

Could I borrow that key?

-Where is she? -Sleeping over at Aksel's.

What a shame. I was looking forward to seeing her.

-Yes. -But it does have its advantages.

That extra time, just the two of us.

-You took off last time. -Yes, I'm sorry.

Do you know what? I'm tired. I'm not really in the mood for…

We don't have to do anything.

We can just sit here quietly with a glass of wine and just hang out.

I'm dreaming a little of us going away for a weekend.

No, thanks. I'm not going anywhere.

Do you know what my job involves?

-No, you're not allowed to tell me. -What do you want from me?

What do you mean?

Do you dream of having a toothbrush here or of me meeting your mom?

Do you think that's my dream?

I think it's only natural to dream

about moving in with your girlfriend and have kids of your own.

Of course. I get that.

I don't think I can give you what you want.

You can't, or you won't?

What the hell's going on?

Is it that loser down there in the car?

Then what?

Could you leave, please?

Seriously? All I'm doing is letting your precious job dictate

when, where, and how we meet.

You know what? You're a fucking cold bitch.

You just want to be on your own.

There you are!

You work too damn hard.

This is Rizwan, the estate agent I told you about.

I wanted him to see the apartment so he can give you a good price.

-Sure. -Think about it.

He's ten percent above market.

See you later.

By the way, I popped the sander in your apartment.

Thank you.

WEDNESDAY, 14 OCTOBER

The murders of 37-year-old dental nurse Laura Kjær from Husum

and 36-year-old Anne Sejer-Lassen from Klampenborg

have sparked rumors of a possible connection between the killings.

The murders happened a few days apart,

and anonymous sources claim the murders bear certain resemblances.

-The police have no comment… -Are you ready?

…on whether it's the same perpetrator.

Where are we going?

Bukke is finalizing the last amendments in the conference room.

He's finally caved.

Great. You go ahead. I need to talk to Liv.

Liv, did the head of homicide try to reach me again?

No. But I know the police contacted social services.

Why?

I don't know.

I asked the local authority for some statistics this morning.

The whole department was at a standstill because of a warrant.

-A warrant? -Yes.

-Hi, Liv. -Hi.

-Do you have a minute? -Sure, I'll be right there.

-I'm quite busy. -Yes, of course.

You left your keys on the kitchen counter.

Thank you.

-Steen, what-- -I thought about it.

What you said yesterday. About Gustav.

I think you're right.

We do need to protect him.

So I'm going to stop…

We're off to the cinema later.

That sounds nice.

I wish I could join you.

Do you know what…

Maybe I can reschedule some meetings.

Let me check. We could grab burgers beforehand?

Let me know if you can make it.

Sure.

I'll call you later.

See you later.

When we spoke yesterday, the system crashed, so I couldn't--

No. You said no report was made regarding the Sejer-Lassen girls.

-No, you misheard. -Here's what I think.

You saw a file from the hospital when you entered the social security numbers.

You hadn't followed up, so you panicked, because the mom is dead.

You made a mistake.

I'm really sorry if we held up the investigation.

But I assure you that our social workers are working hard to clear the paperwork.

Yes. And we visited the family--

Don't apologize to me, apologize to the girls who took the beatings.

-And the abused boy. -Do you have a sec?

Yes, because this is pointless.

I've compared the two reports.

The one against Laura Kjær with the one against Sejer-Lassen.

SELFISH WHORE

"You selfish whore. You should know better."

-The same language repeats. -Exactly.

If the murderer sent two reports against women, who were then killed,

he may already have reported his next victim.

Hey, you two.

We need all anonymous reports of neglect and child abuse for the past year.

Only reports where you deemed it unnecessary to act.

-Get to it. -Of course.

What…

-What is this? -The reports we asked for.

We need more manpower to quickly get through all of it.

Thomsen, make sure you handle that.

Let me know what you find.

We need to speak to Rose Hartung again.

Why? Is there any news?

No, but the murderer is very likely behind the anonymous reports.

He killed two women for being irresponsible mothers

and left Kristine Hartung's prints at the crime scenes.

It's a direct nod to the minister.

-I don't think she knows anything else. -We need to be sure though.

Let me tell you something.

I lived in their living room for three months.

I saw the parents go from hope to deep despair every single day.

-I'm not putting them through that again. -No.

But it wouldn't be nice if you were wrong either, would it?

I'm not wrong, Hess.

"HE PISSES HIS PANTS IN FEAR WHEN SHE SAYS THINGS LIKE…"

"…I'VE SEEN THE BITCH GRAB AND SHAKE HER BOY IN THE PLAYGROUND."

"…DON'T CARE ABOUT THEIR KIDS."

How far did you get?

Nobody's using the phrase "selfish whore"

or "she should know better", as the other reports said.

Why did you pick those? Can I see?

Sure.

The authorities found nothing on Kjær or Sejer-Lassen, but the kids were harmed,

so I tried to find cases where the authorities got it wrong.

I picked the same five files.

The families are very dysfunctional.

It's still completely impossible.

It makes no sense.

Why not just kill them?

Why bother to report them first?

Maybe he gave the authorities a last chance to intervene,

but they never did.

-What if he changed his writing style? -Huh?

If you were the murderer and wrote the first two reports

knowing the police were looking for a third,

how would you write it?

The LIX is low in both reports.

If we presume that the murderer wants to confuse us,

then at least two of the five reports stick out.

They're well-written, well-phrased and without spelling mistakes or typos.

Which one is the most well-written?

Jessie Kvium's.

"Jessie Kvium, 24, single mom to daughter Olivia, aged six."

"No contact with the dad."

Report says she's often intoxicated, even when the daughter is there.

The neighbors often complain about guests and loud music till late.

Bend, and stretch…

And bend. Crossing our hands.

In and out…

That's great! In and out…

Hands on your hips, and side to side…

Arms up!

-…giant infinity pool. -Yes.

But they can't do anything. We go back, pack everything up and--

-Hi, Nikolaj. -Hi.

So even if it wasn't the plan…

What else do you want other than to lounge by the pool?

I really recommend it.

Did you make the parent-teacher meeting on Friday?

No, my wife dealt with it.

Actually, I wanted to chat to you about the class culture. It's important.

Would you excuse me?

That was the last time. Got it?

I'm married.

And don't follow me, goddammit.

Fuck you, you smug clown!

You can stick your fucking Audi where the sun doesn't shine.

Fucking door. Hello!

How do we know that she's the next victim?

Your plan sounds pretty risky.

We don't know, but she's our best bet.

Looking at the time between the first two killings,

there's no time to waste.

What are you trying to tell me?

That there's a creepy stalker out there?

We need to find out who sent that report.

-I told you it was a mom at school. -We don't think so.

It's fucking hard to have the authorities on your ass.

Listen to me.

If there's any truth to this, your life may be in danger. Got it?

There isn't.

You said you felt like someone followed you.

-In the mall. -Under it.

In the basement.

Tell me how it felt.

-I told that other one. The woman. -Tell me.

I heard footsteps. They stopped whenever I stopped.

-Did you see anything? -No. I told you that.

It was dark.

What were you doing in the basement?

So? Are we barking up the wrong tree?

I think she might be next.

The authorities say she's an alcoholic.

Meetings with school. Teachers alleging she's neglecting her daughter.

And she believed she was being followed at the mall.

Boss, take a look.

We may have a problem.

BREAKING: IS KRISTINE HARTUNG ALIVE?

For fuck's sake!

Nylander, what do you think?

How long do you need?

Boss, the reporters are asking for a statement on the murders.

-What do I tell them? -"No comment."

May I have your attention?

Gustav?

Are you coming?

-We need to buy some candy. -Sure. What about Mom?

She couldn't make it after all. Sorry. So…

It'll just be us guys.

Hi. Sorry to disturb you.

Steen Hartung?

Sorry for just showing up, but I did try to call you a few times.

I'm Niels Davidsen, Background reporter. Do you have a comment?

A comment on what?

In connection with the murders of two women,

we've heard rumors of some fingerprints.

I've heard nothing.

Your daughter's prints are being connected to two murders.

According to our police source.

-I don't know anything. -It makes you wonder if she's still alive.

Could you come to the studio tonight?

My son and I are going to the cinema.

-Please leave. -Steen…

Dad, who was it?

Dad, who was it?

Nobody.

Get the glue.

-Where it is? -Wherever we keep the glue, all right?

Just get the fucking glue!

-I'm going to Victor's. -Gustav.

Gustav.

Could you move your homework?

-How long will you be gone? -I told you that.

Could you set the table?

-You didn't make the lantern party. -No.

Why can't Sebastian just be here sometimes?

We've got Grandpa.

And don't ask him about piercing your ears. Ask me.

Do you hear me?

It's a really bad idea.

-You could rip your earlobe-- -But I made Sebastian some drawings.

You said he could come over.

But we're not together anymore.

We're good friends, but we're not boyfriend and girlfriend.

I know, but he'll still come for sleepovers, right?

No, he won't. It's over.

-Why did you break up? -That's none of your business.

-Yes, it really is! -No, this is a grownup thing.

-Fucking grownup things. -We don't use that language!

How do you know? You're never here.

Could you open the door for Grandpa?

It's not him. It's someone from your shitty job.

I just wanted to go over the basics before we leave.

-Sorry, it's dinnertime. -That's okay.

-The place is set for my grandpa. -Le, stop it.

-I'll take a walk. -No, wait.

Eat your vegetables.

-Would you like more? -No, thank you.

It was really nice.

You're lying.

Grandpa is coming, so get ready.

It's not my real grandpa.

He's helping my mom because she doesn't have parents.

You've two different eyes.

Yes, I do. That's right.

Is that a budgie?

Do you have kids?

No.

A wife?

No.

-Are you not good at having a girlfriend? -Yes, I am.

But my wife died.

How did she die?

-You don't want to hear that. -I do.

She…

She…

There was a fire where we lived.

We'd just moved in, and there was some illegal wiring.

I think…

I wasn't at home. But she was.

If there's a fire here, I'd run out as fast as I could.

I feel sorry for you.

-Why don't you go and watch TV? -Okay.

-Let's go over the plan. -Yes, let's.

Where does Jessie live?

We've got Kvium's car. Englandsvej 17. Over.

Kvium and her daughter are moving towards East Block 18 on foot. Over.

Kvium arriving at her apartment. 6th floor. Hess, over.

…disappeared last fall.

Police have found the prints of Kristine Hartung,

who was presumed dead last year.

The police have no comments on the rumors

and state that the case was solved and that, in addition to the evidence,

they also have a full confession from Linus Bekker…

-I'm in position. -We're ready and in position.

If he turns up, we'll see him.

Bloody hell.

What is it?

…Kristine. Good night.

-Steen Hartung's on TV. -Good evening.

Two murder investigations involving Kristine's fingerprints.

-That must be overwhelming… -I just heard--

-Do you think Kristine is alive? -Yes. I think she might be.

It must be a huge shock--

That's why I want to appeal to people.

If anyone knows anything,

if you've seen anything involving our daughter, contact the police.

-Where is Vogel? -It's not too late.

If you took Kristine…

-Find him now! -Please bring her back to us.

-When did you set this up? -We didn't.

-She doesn't deserve this. -Rosa, this will have consequences.

Kristine deserves to be with her friends.

-Go to school. -Liv Christiansen.

She deserves to be with her family, to return to her life.

It's the minister of justice.

What would you say to Kristine if she's watching?

We miss you.

We won't give up until we find you.

Where's Gustav?

He's asleep.

He's completely broken.

I didn't mean to--

Most nights I can't sleep, because I think I can hear her.

Every time I look out of the window, I see her on the garden swing.

I hear her laughter in the car.

I can feel her warm hands as I held them

when she was in the hospital for her appendix.

Rosa.

I wouldn't have done this…

if I didn't believe it with all of my heart.

I can feel her.

I know she's out there.

Honey.

Honey.

Can't you feel her?

Nothing near the entrance. Over.

-Anything? -What's up?

-Why are you turning off the lights? -"Jessie" is going to bed.

How about you guys?

Not a peep.

We don't know if he'll strike tonight.

We're going to look like fools.

-You will, mainly. This was your idea. -Yes.

By the way…

I…

I'm sorry about your wife.

-Your daughter's a bright one, huh? -Yes.

It's mainly down to her, and to her grandpa of course.

-She mentioned he helps out sometimes. -That's an understatement.

It started when Aksel and his wife took care of me years ago.

-How come? -I wasn't in the best of places…

Since then, he's been there for both of us.

-And her dad? -He's not even worth mentioning.

That's why I want to transfer to NC3.

To give you more time?

Too many nightmares and too little sleep. It's hard to filter it all out.

Yes, but that's also the reason why you are good at your job.

Perhaps.

The male who was smoking is moving towards the entrance. Over.

Do you have a description? Jansen, over.

No, he's wearing a hoodie. Medium height, slender. Over.

Hess, what's up?

Someone snuck in though the entrance. Go to radio.

Bravo, confirm if he's armed. Jansen, over.

Fourth floor. Bravo, over.

Fifth floor. Bravo, over.

Thulin, he's on your floor. Over.

He's passing the apartment. Hess, over.

He's turning around. Bravo, ready. Hess, over.

Bravo, go ahead.

-Stay still! -What the hell are you doing? Let go!

I haven't done anything. I haven't done…

Nikolaj Møller, Mantuavej 76.

-What do you want? -I wanted to talk to Jessie.

What about?

-She texted me. -Texted?

Pin?

-The pin for your mobile? -2003.

What the hell is going on?

"Come to my place, or I'll send these to your wife."

She's blackmailing me. I wanted to frighten her.

Shut up.

Who filmed them?

The text is from a blocked number.

Half an hour ago.

-Who's with Jessie? -Ricks. In a cottage she borrows.

What's up?

Can we go home soon?

No.

Get some sleep.

-Where's the other cop? -He's grabbing pizzas.

And meanwhile, you're spending some time on PornHub?

So what if I am?

What the hell?

Stay here.

Hello?

Where are you?

Is anybody there?

Olivia?

Honey?

Mom?

Mom, I'm thirsty.

Jessie!

Hi, Olivia. Don't worry, don't be scared.

I'm Mark. I'm with the police.

-Do you know where your mom is? -No.

Jansen?

Ricks.

Oh God, no!

Ambulance. Now!

Jessie!

Hess.

I'll get the others.

Hess.

Hess.

Jansen, over here.

Subtitle translation by: Helle Kaiser-Nielsen and Harry Darkins