All language subtitles for Nr.stovet.har.lagt.sig.S01E07.1080p.DR.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H.264-KORPOS

PREVIOUSLY:

- Don't tend to your official duties.
- But I will.

She has a fever, and the scan shows
a small tear in the spleen.

My wife Stina. She's dead.

My van was stolen, so I couldn't...

I'm responsible for a woman's death.

- I have your daughter's phone.
- Did you see the shooters?

Lisa, honey...

What kind of man are you?
Fucking coward!

- Is she dead?
- No. Marie is doing better.

- When do I get my restaurant back?
- Noboby knows.

Speak Danish!

There is no "them and us".

Jamal, what's going on?

There's only us.

They shoot your wife, and you protect them.
When do you get angry?

I don't need dress pants.

- Please stand still, sweetie.
- I am.

- What about Chadi?
- Him too.

- If he stands on the chair, it'll bust.
- What was that?

Be careful!

Police!
Police!

Don't!

Fuck you!

WHEN THE DUST SETTLES

What is it?
A dream?

I'm right here.

You didn't sleep for long.

- I want to get up.
- Go ahead.

There.

Here you go.

I'll get you some juice.
I'll be right back. Alright?

It's fine, Mom.

Are you the one who was shot?
In the stomach, right?

- Mom, was I shot?
- Did he say so?

- Why did he say that?
- I don't know.

She doesn't remember the attack.
What did you tell her?

That there was an accident.
Something exploded and hit her.

That's far from the truth.

Yes.
I can't say that two men shot her.

- How do I explain that?
- You don't have to.

The reality of it won't go away.

No matter how ugly the truth is,
overprotecting her won't help her.

I'm not overprotecting her.
Marie gets scared very easily.

If she hears the truth...

I don't want her
to be the girl who got shot.

You can't make it go away,
but you can help her be the girl who got shot.

It's very important that she starts to remember.
Don't try to force it.

Perhaps she can draw something.
Something might jog her memory.

She mustn't feel more unsafe.

No, but consider
if it's a good idea to keep lying.

Okay?

Yes.

Oops.

Damn it.

- What the hell are you doing?
- I'm going to sleep here.

You can't do that.
Get out before I alert the staff.

Why can't I sleep in a storage room?

- It isn't yours.
- Who cares? It's just full of old crap.

- It's not meant for destitute people.
- Destitute people?

Okay. I'm off.

I'll leave you
and your precious storage room alone.

Listen, it's not because...

- It isn't my storage room.
- I see.

- Can I charge this before I go?
- Yes.

You can also wash your hands
or whatever else you need to do.

Use the bathroom.

Cool.

Holger...

You should leave at 2 p.m.
if you want to be there by 3.

I'm not going anywhere.

Holger, I think it's a good idea.

- Didn't you hear what he said?
- Whoa!

- He doesn't want to go.
- Yes, I did actually.

- Do you have any more towels?
- In the kitchen cupboard.

Right.
Then I'll cancel your transport.

Christ, I'm all too familier
with that kind of matronly, bossy voice.

- What don't you want to do?
- There's...

My daughter's urn
will be buried today.

Why aren't you going?
Don't you have to?

- No...
- Yes. You have to say goodbye.

You haven't seen your son
for a long time.

I think he'd prefer it
if I didn't come.

Could you take those two
a little farther away?

Sure.

I think you should go.
Now it's just the two of you, isn't it?

Don't you need a shower?

Don't look so surprised.
I bet it's been ages.

You stink. I'll take a shower first,
then I'll help you.

Then I'll figure out
how we get you there. Okay?

- Okay?
- Yeah, okay.

Deal? Good.

Hi.

- I'm amazed it could be done so fast.
- Yes. It was nice of them.

May I take a look?

It's very nice.

It's hard to explain
why we're not having a funeral.

But I understand
why you don't want all the fuss.

We can bury her
at 3 p.m. this afternoon.

Claus, I can't do this.

- Can't do what?
- She shouldn't be buried in Dragør.

The family plot is there.

Yes, but...
I think Møn would be the right place.

- Stina would feel...
- As if you know what Stina felt!

I don't think so.
You were too wrapped up in yourself.

- She's my wife...
- Not if she were still alive.

Here.
Give it to me.

Elisabeth.

I won't fight over my sister's urn.

We have an appointment.
See you in Dragør at 3 p.m.

I'll take good care of it.

We could track his phone an hour ago,
but now it's turned off.

- Who is he?
- A Palestinian aged 21.

He and his three brothers
came here 16 years ago.

He has no priors
and isn't on our radar,

or involved in any radicalized circles
or gangs.

- Where does he live? In a ghetto?
- According to your definition, yes.

Anything else?

He talked to his school psychologist.

- He's an insecure young man.
- So he's not integrated?

He is. He speaks perfect Danish
and got good grades in school.

Then what makes him fit the profile
of a terrorist?

- There isn't just one profile.
- I know that. He isn't white and angry.

He isn't a criminal or a fanatic.
So what is he?

Immigrants can be frustrated
about being Muslims in our society.

You can be born and bred here
and still feel like a second-class citizen.

- Have you put out an APB?
- Yes. Within the force.

- And on Twitter?
- No.

- I'd rather wait before doing that.
- Why?

If we post him on social media, he's doomed.
We don't know if he's involved.

He was running away with a gun
in his hand.

- Yes, but we don't...
- Why are you protecting him?

It's been three days, and you want to wait.
Where do you get the time?

You don't have time.
Post his picture right now.

You have to help me.
The police are looking for me.

They came to our home.
They think I'm a terrorist.

- Why?
- I was there. I ran away from the car.

I know that your weapons were used.

I know you did it.

- Did what?
- Shoot those people.

I saw your white sneakers.
Otherwise you wouldn't throw them out.

- Did you talk to the police?
- No.

Get in the car.

Phone.

Why?

Would you please tell me
where we're going?

Put your seatbelt on.

Lisa, thanks for your message.

I still long to hear your voice.

Please call me. Bye.

Lisa, please... please call me.

I need to hear from you.

Lisa, it's me. Again.

Are you back in Sweden?
I'd like to hear from you. I miss you.

I meant what I said.
We'll get through this.

Call me.

Philip!

Philip!

- Can I take a look at it, Marie?
- Yes.

Isn't that a gun? A pistol?

- Is he one of the bad guys?
- No, he's nice.

Is he nice? Okay.
Do you remember his name?

No.
He was the one who helped me.

Did he help you? Do you remember
being in a car with this man?

Do you remember sitting beside him
in a car?

This man made a cake for me.
And he owns the restaurant.

- That's Nikolaj. You can't talk to him.
- Why not?

- But I want to...
- It's not going to happen, Marie.

Did you take over the previous owner's
registration number and insurance?

How about insurance
against loss of profits?

No. That's why I need the money now
to renovate so I can re-open.

Have you suffered any injuries?
Do you need to talk to a psychologist?

No.

Were any of your employees injured?

I lost two chefs and a dishwasher.
A waitress was hit in the arm.

You don't have occupational
injury insurance.

It's compulsory.

- What does that mean?
- Your employees can't get compensation.

The waitress who was hit
can sue you for a couple of hundred thousand.

- I don't think Louise would do that.
- Right, but who knows?

I'll make some calculations and give you
an estimate of how much it will cost.

At any rate, you were lucky.
You got off lightly.

You'll hear from us soon.

Hey.

Hi.

This may sound strange -

- but I'd like to ask you something.

- Why did you save me?
- Well... what do you mean?

Because I'm a woman
and it was the right thing to do?

I didn't think about it. I just grabbed
you. I guess it was instinct.

Because it's what you do.
You reach out for each other. Right?

Anyone would.

It also says something
about who we are, doesn't it?

I don't know.

I don't think anyone does
until the situation arises.

How are you feeling?

I'm a bit overwhelmed right now.
See you.

Why are we here?

Come along.

It's this way.

They haven't been here for ages.
We enter here.

We can't just break in.

I'll check the shed.

Jackpot.

- We can't do this.
- I know what I'm doing.

Here we are.

Would you relax?
I'm taking the piss.

We're allowed to be here.

My mother's former neighbor owns it.
He lets me use it.

You look like you're scared shitless.
We're just going to talk.

It sounds like you muddled some things
in your mind.

- What's this?
- Water.

- And in the background?
- A castle.

It's Kronborg Castle.
Do you see where I am?

- On a ferry.
- And what time is it?

If I'm on the ferry at 8 p.m.,

- I can't shoot people
in Copenhagen at 8:30, can I?

So don't tell me what I've done
or haven't done.

What was in my car?
Weapons.

How do you know?
Did you see any?

No.

You just had to pick up a package
and then you got lost.

Or maybe you had a coffee
and then the car stalled. Or what?

- Was it something like that?
- Yeah.

Anything else?

There you go.

You didn't do anything.

Okay? Sit down.
I'll make some coffee.

Why exactly are we here?

It isn't safe for you here
and we don't have time for this.

I want to see
where a young man like that lives.

Elisabeth, we should leave.

It'll just take a few minutes.

72 square meters.

The rent is very reasonable.

A nice view of Copenhagen
and parks. He went to school.

He had access to leisure activities,
a psychologist and extra lessons.

- Is that a second-class life?
- We don't know...

What is it about our society that makes
Jamal Ahmad an angry young man

who thinks that shooting 19 people
is appropriate punishment?

Is it the housing?

Do ghettos produce terrorists?

They also produce engineers,
nurses and hashish dealers.

Then what?
Is it a cultural thing?

What is this payback for?

- You sound like a right-winger.
- I am a right-winger.

What is that we have
that you think we're not giving you?

What is this unfulfilled need?

"You"?

Yes, you. Tell me.
I'm trying to understand.

You're the smart immigrant with a foot
in both camps. You must have an opinion.

Then Marianne was right.

Oh right.
How is the conspiracy going?

Are they still trying to oust me
behind my back because I'm frail?

We all know
that your emotions are at stake.

- And you agree with them.
- Why else would we be here?

Let's leave. Please.
I don't want anything to happen to you.

What could happen?

What could happen has already happened.

Take this.

Fuck.
My brother will kill me.

- Why is he always on your case?
- I think he's disappointed.

Why?
Isn't he just jealous?

Jealous of what?

You have freedom.
He has responsibilities. He's stuck.

- I don't have freedom.
- Yes, you do. You just don't see it.

Want some?

Go ahead.

- Careful, man.
- It's strong.

It has a kick.

- Hi.
- Hi, honey.

What's going on?
What's with the screen?

- It's the one we always talk about.
- The one you always talk about.

I want to show you something.
Come here.

No, Morten!

Morten...

I think you should try it on.

- Goodness.
- Come on.

There.

Wow.
It really suits you.

Where does all this stuff come from?

Gosh...

This is worth thousands of kroner.
What's going on?

I'll tell you what's going on.
I drew my pension.

- No, you didn't.
- I did.

- You can't do that.
- It turns out that I can.

There's a little more than 700,000.

- Why the hell did you do that?
- Because we're going to die.

- Yes, but not tomorrow.
- No. I hope not.

And what's this?

A safari. 120,000.
Don't tell me you bought it.

We've always talked about going
before the kids got too old.

- We should talk about this beforehand.
- No. We're just going to do it.

You can't use it all up.
I wanted to have a vacation home.

Excellent idea.
Let's buy one now.

Here. Cheers.

- Mom, can I borrow some money?
- Not now, Albert.

Come here, Albert.

- How much do you need?
- 200.

Will this be enough?

- Yeah...
- Great.

Why don't we agree to forget
all about our little thing?

No more crap. Okay?

- Sure.
- Great. Are you home for dinner?

- No.
- Fine. Have a nice evening.

- Was that because you hit him?
- I'm sick of playing the police.

You and I under a dark sky in...
Tanzania under a mosquito net.

It's very hot.
The kids are asleep. We have cocktails.

We hear wildebeests
farting in the jungle.

Morten, no.

I think you're going crazy, Morten.

Stop.

No, not here.

Stop.

Stop, stop, stop, stop.

What?

What are you doing?

Come on, man!

What's up?

Take it off.
It's way too hot.

You're free, bro!

- No!
- Take it easy!

I used to work in a warehouse.
I know how this stuff works.

- Can you go by yourself?
- No.

Put the brake back on.

There.

- Which way do we go?
- The other way.

- It's over there between the trees.
- Okay.

I'll have a smoke, Holger.

- What are you doing here?
- I...

I didn't get the message
about meeting at the restaurant.

- I thought you were...
- Too bad.

It's not the first time
you've stood us up.

Jesus.
Where the hell is Elisabeth?

Stina thought
we should give it another go.

- Can't we try, Claus?
- To be friends now that you're old?

- I fought for custody.
- The hell you did.

But your mother got sole custody.

You never even came to court.

I knew I'd lose. Back then,
women always won and got everything.

- Because the men weren't there.
- No.

- Times were different then.
- So you blame the times?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

For what?
What are you sorry for?

- I don't know.
- Because you've never understood.

You've never understood
what a being father means.

We called you the invisible man.
Not because you could do tricks,

but because you were thin air
and you still are.

Where the hell is she?

She has to come, the bitch.

- Is the urn here?
- No.

Then we'll have to postpone this.

Claus...

Claus.

Can't we try?

He hates me.

No.

- Children don't hate their parents.
- It looks that way.

And why shouldn't he
when I've been invisible?

But you tried, didn't you?

I could have tried harder.

You can't always try harder, Holger.

I have a son too.

Do you really?

- Do you think that's strange?
- I didn't think you were a mother.

No, but you know what?

Lots of people have said
that I'm not a very good mother.

That's why I don't see him much.

Where is he?

- A large French fries, right?
- Yeah.

- My picture is everywhere!
- Take it easy, Jamal. Not here.

- I'm wanted.
- Let's talk about it later.

My face is everywhere.

Let's go.

Hey.

- What are you doing here?
- How is it going?

Then text me.

I've been busy dealing with the insurance.
That's why I'm here.

André forgot to take out
occupational injury insurance.

But I want to help you.
I'll give you 30,000 when you come back.

I'm not coming back.
I'm never going back there.

I'd like to pay you when I open again.

Do you think people want to eat in a place
where so many were shot?

- We can't make the world stand still.
- It already is!

- I'm ready. Can I have a word?
- Yes.

Nikolaj? Hey.

Are you coming?

I thought you weren't allowed to visit.
You can sit there.

I drew a picture of you.

- It doesn't look like me.
- It is you. You're giving me cake.

Those hands are very big.
And I can't see any cake.

A boy said that I was shot.

- I see.
- Was I shot in the accident?

It wasn't an accident.
It was a terrorist attack.

What?

I don't remember anything.
Would you tell me about it?

Okay. We were all in the restaurant,
and then...

two men came in with big pistols
and started shooting everyone.

One of the bullets hit you.

Will you show me where?

- Shit! Does it hurt?
- Mmm.

- So they shot me?
- You were hit.

Then you were brought to the hospital.
They fixed you up, and here we are.

I have to take this.

Nikolaj Bertelsen.
Thanks for calling me back.

Yes.

Yes.

No, but...

I have insurance.
You said so yourself.

That can't be right.

So it doesn't cover
when psychopaths shoot up your business?

So what...

Who should I call
to get my money back? ISIL?

Who was it?

Someone who said that I won't get
any money for the restaurant.

- That's too bad.
- I have to go.

Could you stay just for a little while?
Please?

Just a little while.

You can sit here.

There.

You're home. I'm off.

Wait a minute.

You can sleep in the storage room.

I won't tell anyone.

Cool.

Breakfast is on you
and the government.

Sure.

Hi.

Hi.

What are you doing?

Nothing. I was just...

- Were you watching them?
- No, I was just passing by...

- Why were you watching them?
- Do you know them?

My sister and brother-in-law.

- Do they live together?
- I don't know. Maybe.

He's there more often than you'd think,
seeing as they're divorced.

But that isn't his son.
He's my son. Billy.

Your son?

Mmm.

He's in their care.

Is he a good father?

I guess so.

Can't we go to Germany?

The border is closed.

What about Sweden or Norway?
They can't search everywhere.

Talk to them.
You didn't do anything.

How can you say that?

Because it's true!
Now listen!

The only thing you did
was to pick up a package.

The car stalled,
so you had a coffee.

Repeat it. Go on!

I drove downtown to get a package
and had a coffee.

Again, Jamal.

I drove downtown to get a package
and had a coffee.

- See? It's fine.
- No, it isn't!

- Relax. You'll be alright.
- I don't want to go to prison!

Breathe, man.
Breathe.

- Let me go!
- Take it easy.

I'll take care of you. Alright?

- Hello?
- It's Birgitte.

We tracked his phone.
We'll clear the area and arrest him.

Call me when you've got him.

Police!

- Up against the fence!
- Up against the fence!

Spread them.

Spread your legs. Arms out.
Stand still.

Suspect apprehended.

Put these coveralls on.

Nice and easy.