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Look into my eyes.

There is no fear, only light.

I am the light.

The light is me.

There is no fear.

Only light.

Only light.

- That's him at the back in full uniform. - Thanks.

Christian Habersaat?

Sorry, I'm rambling.

- I didn't know you retired. - I will be retired.

I am sorry to hear. I am Rose Knudsen.

- We were supposed to talk. - About what?

From Department Q. Carl asked me to come over here.

I've been trying to get hold of Carl for three months.

- And then he sends his assistant... - I'm not his assistant.

- I'm an investigator. - Unfortunately, you will be late.

I promise to keep it short. Because people would rather drink -

- than get a pep talk from a bitter, retired cop like me.

Here is what I want to say to you.

Find out what drives you.

Is it conscience? Necessity?

Is it loyalty?

Thoroughness?

What do you say, Bak?

I think it's a little bit of everything. Let's toast it.

At the risk of sounding a bit pompous...

...then I believe in justice.

- Christian ... - Stop.

Stop!

Tell them to put down those weapons.

- Right now. - Do as he says. Put the guns down.

Turn on the camera.

Come closer.

Christian, stop it now!

Christian?

(cell phone rings)

- It's Carl. - He shot himself.

- Who are you talking about? - Christian Habersaat.

To his reception.

- Holy shit. Were you there? - Yes, of course I was here.

- You shouldn't be there. - I'll be at his funeral.

- It's good style. - For his funeral?

- Yes. He shot himself right in front of me. - It must not be easy.

- What is this? - I don't know that.

He had written your name in his hand when he shot himself.

- Why the hell did he have that? - You have to tell me that.

- How should I know? - You must come over here.

- So what? - I'm going to Bornholm.

(ringtone)

Good, you called. Tell about Christian Habersaat.

The man was depressed, not healthy.

He spent seven years on a case about a girl who was found dead in a tree.

The Alberte Schneider case. They said that yesterday.

Well. It wasn't pretty. She was only 21 years old.

They closed the case on a frivolous basis, called it a traffic homicide.

- A getaway driver? - Something along those lines.

Habersaat was stuck in the case and things went downhill for him.

The same thing happens. The case becomes an obsession.

He can't sleep, gets weird. His friends think he's annoying.

Finally the wife slipped. Then he had only worked.

You pick me up. I won't be on the island for very long.

- He was your friend, wasn't he? - I guess you can't call it that.

We were educated together.

Me and Christian, Hardy, Bak. The police chief here.

- How was Christian? - Christian was a nice guy.

I haven't seen him in years. It was strange he called.

He called for three months. You never called back.

It might annoy me. I should have done that.

- You didn't want to talk to him. - Yeah. Please just shut up.

(church bells)

He looked like my father.

- Christian Habersaat? Did he? - Yes.

It's bloody awful to see someone shoot themselves.

- How is that going? - That?

- Yes, your father-something. - My father-something?

Praise be to God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, -

- who in his great mercy has reborn us to a living hope...

Christian Habersaat, you came from earth.

To earth you must stay.

From the earth you must arise again.

Find out what drives you. Is it conscience? Necessity?

I saw him the day before. He was disappointed that you didn't answer.

Did he shoot himself to get Carl over here?

- What did he want to talk to me about? - The Alberte Schneider case.

What? That ...

For Christian, everything was about Alberte Schneider.

- That was the case that fucked him up? - It fucked up the whole island.

- I believe in justice. - Christian?

(shot)

When Bak closed the case, Christian took everything home.

Get up there and look at it. He would have appreciated that.

Carl?

- Long time ago. - A very long time ago.

Yeah, that's bullshit. Should have seen it coming?

- See what? - Aren't you going to introduce us?

This is Rose, Department Q. Henrik Bak.

- Rose Knudsen. - Director of Police Henrik Bak.

We are trained together so...

It is fun. We called him Fisse-Carl.

But Christian was a good police officer.

- Right up until Alberte came across. - Across what? His work?

Every year 250 die in traffic. You don't build a space rocket every time.

You don't have to stay on the island.

- Christian wrote my name by hand. - A suicide addresses his motive.

So I was supposed to be his motive? Wasn't that Albert Schneider?

Christian had plenty of reasons to hate you.

- Do you mean what you say? - Yes, I mean that.

- Big idiot, man. - Typical You. Always better than others.

It was like that at school too. Everyone looked up to you.

They looked up to me? I think you are wrong.

Everyone was talking about Carl. "Uh, Carl, he's turning into something."

Nevertheless, I am the director of police. And you?

- What are you really, Carl? - What the hell are we talking about?

I think you should go home. And take your assistant with you.

- You are the stupidest person I know. - Goodbye, Carl.

Huge fool.

Did we get the key to the house? We're going out there.

It's a renovation project that has come to a standstill, huh?

Carl, come right in here.

- What the hell kind of picture is that? - Holy shit.

It must be a technician image that has been digitally manipulated.

- Is it her? - Alberta? I guess it is.

He was fucking religious, that is.

Carl? There is someone in the house.

Hello?

Fuck!

Hey! are you with me Look at me.

Hey. What's your name?

Before hell.

- Does he have a pulse? - He has no pulse.

Copenhagen Police. We need an ambulance.

- A young man has taken an overdose. - Come on!

Shit, he's dead.

It's Bjarke. Christian's only son.

He has been in substance abuse treatment since his late teens.

- Who is his mother? - June. Christian's ex-wife.

She was also at the funeral.

Why do you write an apology to your father who has been dead for three days?

I am coming. Thanks.

- Well, shall we come to Copenhagen? - We can't go to Copenhagen now.

Habersaat tried to get you on the case for months.

It's not our table. We can reach the 21 boat.

Or eat first and take the late ferry.

- Are you coming? - Carl.

Why are we staying here?

- I'll stay. - What do you mean?

- There is a case here. - You're taking me home.

Otherwise, it is grounds for dismissal.

- Are you firing me? - Yes.

So ... and.

Please just shut up. Get out of the car, Carl.

You have to deal with that yourself. Then you have to call Assad.

(there is a knock on the door)

- Hey, Carl. - What are you doing here?

- Rose called. I know it all. - I don't even know that.

That's why she called me. She thinks you're weak-minded.

Do you have a single or double bed?

- You are not going to sleep here. - Everything is booked.

- I sleep heavily. - Then slept soundly in the car. Good night.

Carl. (knocks)

(snoring)

Then the power edema stops. Assad! Hey, Assad!

(loud snoring)

- Shut up, man. - So what, Carl?

- Are you lying here? - I like to sleep outside.

It is also very pleasant.

What's going on with him Bak? Did you bang his wife?

No! I don't even think he has that himself.

- You and Christian were good friends? - Yes, we were quite close.

Boy robbers who drove around drinking beer.

So what happened between you?

People drift apart. Christian made one of the local girls pregnant.

- Was it her June? - Yes.

June.

So it was Bjarke that they got together. Isn't that 30 years ago?

Yes. Yes, it must be. Bjarke.

- Did you know her? - What?

Did you know June?

Rose, you know what? We do it. We are staying.

But we do it without Bak. In our way.

Good decision ... Pussy-Carl.

Feel the light, Wanda.

- I feel the light. - I feel the light.

- Light is strength. - Light is strength.

Good, Wanda.

How the hell did she get all the way up there?

The report assumes she came cycling, was hit over there, -

- turns in the air and lands on the branch.

They believe it is possible if the car's speed was high enough.

You can imagine that. They are idiots.

She was seen at 05:15 on her red bicycle.

- Why cycle out here at shitty hours? - Is there anything?

They suspect that she had to bathe in the morning at a rock out that way.

I have to figure this out. She gets hit over there, smokes up, lands on the branch.

They send tire prints to all the mechanics on the island...

Shall we see get started?

I brought some things from Habersaat. We need to get more.

- I want to talk to them at the college. - I am going aswell.

- This is it. - I have some things here.

Our superintendent is at the meeting. Can I help?

Rose Knudsen, Copenhagen Police.

- Simon Fabian. Concierge. - Assad. Investigator.

- So, "janitor" in Danish? - Exact.

- How long have you worked here? - I have that for almost 11 years.

- So you were here when Albert left here? - Yes.

- Did you know her? - I try to get to know all students.

- Why? - So I can help them.

Being young can be hard. There are many temptations here.

Can you show us the room she stayed in?

Here she lived. She moved before she graduated.

- What did she have on the walls? - Mostly his own things.

She drew all the time.

In the beginning she loved to draw animals.

Especially the dead. Skilled, ambitious.

Pretty dark.

Over time it became brighter. More spiritual.

- You know a lot about art. - I've sucked a bit.

I collected it all in a box.

- Can we see it? - I want to ask the family first.

- Did she have a boyfriend? - She was a bit exclusive.

She only had a few. They would like to be a little older.

- Are you thinking of someone in particular? - Not anyone in particular.

That wouldn't be loyal, would it?

- Against whom? - Across from Alberta.

- Thanks. We look further ourselves. - Let me know if I can help.

I have a workshop in the basement. Come down if you can use me for anything.

- Shut up, you idiot. - He just thought you were cute.

- Shall we hear a lecture? - I'm going to pick up Carl.

Find me afterwards. I talk to some of them.

Keep Rocking Softly…

(students chant)

Raise your hands towards each other.

Turn your face towards the light.

Feel how the light and heat spread in the body.

Feel the heat.

Can you feel that a special energy is arising between you?

And!

Well. This is the energy our movement revolves around.

We take that energy so you can find who you really are.

Who you were before you let others in and let them choose your direction.

Does it feel good?

- Shut up, June. - What will you?

I saw you at the funeral. Can we talk together?

Go in around the back.

What is it you want?

Are you okay?

Am I ok? OK with my son just dying?

Or okay with you standing here?

It was me who found Bjarke. I'm really sorry.

He was a ... He was a really nice boy.

But that's why you came, right? To hear about Bjarke.

- Why do you think that? - You know that very well.

Um...

Bjarke was ... Bjarke was your son.

- Bjarke was my son? - Yes.

You know that very well.

How the hell was I supposed to know? You can't just stand there and say that.

We had an agreement that you would have it removed. We talked about that.

Yes, we talked about it. And then you disappeared.

I won't say I disappeared. Why didn't you call?

Would you have come back to play father, mother and children?

That's not what it's about. It may well be.

That's crazy, man!

- I am getting married in Copenhagen. - Congratulations on the.

June!

June.

June.

All our stories, all our traumas create a hole within us.

And if we don't take responsibility for them, -

- they become so strong that they can destroy our lives.

But we don't want that, do we?

We will fill them with light instead. Light and love.

So ask yourselves, "What is my story?"

"Am I going to let it ruin my life?"

Thanks for listening. I know it took a long time.

Thank you for coming. Thanks to the school for allowing us to be here.

Did you like what you heard?

Yes. I think it was...yeah.

- Well. What's your name? - My name is Rose.

Rose. I'll leave you alone so you can just go inside.

- Take what in? - The light.

Well yes.

But ... You are welcome to come and visit us.

Then you could come.

- Bjarke is dead. - Yes. That one was worse, wasn't it?

Was he my son?

- Who says that? - June.

Think you've come back to June's little sister for gossip.

But I'm not in love with you anymore, so you have nothing to do.

(dog beeps) Piss off.

Then come closer and I'll tell you what I know.

I know that Bjarke...

... be yours!

(she laughs)

It was her, the little Alberte-so, who killed him.

Alberta killed him? Alberte has been dead for seven years.

They go into the water together every morning.

- Are you talking about Bjarke? - No, Bjarke is afraid of dead animals.

He's really strange, but this him...

You can't see anything on him. He is creepy.

He wants her so bad.

Who is he? Who the hell are you talking about?

You have to go now, Carl. You can't be here.

So go for it!

Step!

(barking)

You stupid dog. Do you want some bitches?

Get off with you.

I did not say anything!

Hello?

Nice weapon, isn't it?

- I had to look at Alberta's things. - Yes, they are over there.

I haven't spoken to the family, but I wonder if we can figure something out.

Is it yours? Where did you get it from?

The high school history teacher left me his gun collection.

I have to bring this with me. And then I have to get Alberta's things.

I have to pass by.

You are very beautiful, Rose.

You must move now.

Yes Yes. Good, my dear.

(scream out loud)

Where is that box? Do you have more of Alberta's stuff here?

- Is that all? - Hell yes.

38 stitches? They could barely stop the bleeding. 38!

I have heard it.

- You were a little wild. - It was self-defense.

You have committed violence. If Bak reports it, I'll have to suspend you.

- Are you firing me? Again? - You went way over the line.

I have understood it.

- Do you need to talk? - I need us to work.

Get control of yourself.

- What is it? - A kind of business card.

I got an identical coin when I went to that lecture at the college.

"The Osiris Academy of Enlightenment".

She talked about the sun and the light...

And every muscle, every fiber, every cell in your body -

- loosens up, lets go, relaxes.

You are not your darkness. You are not your pain.

You are not your fear.

(groan)

And let go. Let it go. And exhale.

Can we talk in private?

Wanda has disappeared and has been gone for a few days.

Isn't she just in immersion exile?

- Have you checked the purification room? - No. I have not.

We were supposed to meet at Nordklippen this morning.

- She never came. - Why haven't you said it?

We have a responsibility for these people.

Give her some time.

Can you and Assad have that talk with the Osiris people tomorrow?

Why?

She's a little too hocus-pocus like for me, her there.

We can easily do that. It's a deal.

What's wrong with you? Are you okay?

- Bjarke... - Yes?

He was my son.

- What? - Yes.

Holy shit.

I don't know why I'm telling you. I need to say it.

June told me. I did not know it.

It's a bit much at once if I'm honest.

(phone rings)

Well... I'll just take this one.

- Hey darling. - Hey, Mona.

- What are you doing? - Oh, we...

- Not so much. - Has something happened?

No no. Everything is good.

- What kind of sound is that? - It is Assad who snores.

We share a room. I'll shoot him in a moment.

- I miss you. - I miss you too.

(door slams)

- What are you doing here? - I came to see it all again.

It is, after all, Bjarke's childhood home.

You must apologize for the other day. It wasn't fair.

You should not think about. You too.

Did Christian know that Bjarke was mine?

No.

Did you tell Bjarke?

- Maybe I should have done that. - Why?

The two never really got along.

What does it mean that Bjarke wrote on the mirror? "Sorry, Dad."

I think Bjarke was ashamed of him.

Bjarke was special. He received a diagnosis.

Christian could not accommodate that. Then Bjarke started taking drugs -

- and smoked in and out of rehab. It went completely wrong.

Finally, Christian stopped talking to him.

I'm so sorry, June. I'm sorry it went so wrong.

You knew him best. Why did he shoot himself like that?

I do not know.

He came out to me a few months ago.

Totally confused and babbling about…

... that he thought Bjarke had killed Alberte.

- Bjarke? Why? - I do not know.

We got into an argument and he completely broke down.

He couldn't take it anymore. He saw ghosts everywhere.

(phone rings)

It's Carl. I come now.

I have to move on.

Let's drive.

Shut up, a round church, huh?

- It is because it is a round church. - Thanks, Carl.

- It's quite beautiful on Bornholm. - Have you never been to Bornholm?

- No, never ever. - It's beautiful here.

- Have you never been to Baghdad? - Baghdad?

No, I have not been to Baghdad. What the hell was I doing there?

Well. Again.

- Yes. - Yes.

Copenhagen Police.

- Welcome. My name is Pirjo. - We want to ask about Alberte Schneider.

- She went here, didn't she? - Yeah.

- Is there a place we can talk? - Of course.

- What was her name? - Pirjo.

- Piro? - Piro.

Of course I remember Albert. We loved her.

It was so terrible. Atu and I were devastated.

- Who is Atu? - Atu is our spiritual leader.

He and I founded this place together. It is our life's work.

How was Alberta connected?

Alberte went to college, but ... But then she came to us.

- Do you have a collaboration with the college? - No.

We go wherever we can to talk about what we believe.

What about him Atu? Can we talk to him?

Of course you have to "talk to him Atu", but ...

He is out on the Nordklippen to say morning prayers.

There he recharges his batteries.

Are you doing anything else here besides charging batteries?

We worship the light and Osiris is our god.

Above all, we work with love. Much love.

I want to show you our generator.

It gathers power from thousands of solar panels.

- Are you selling the sun? - As our contribution to humanity.

We supply ourselves and sell the rest.

- Then everyone can be here for free. - Commendable.

It is important to understand that we do not exploit members for money.

We take care of them and meet their needs.

And what if I want to be a member of your club?

Do you want it, Carl?

Then you just have to stay here and spend seven days in the purification room.

Im going to pass. When is Atu coming?

It probably won't be today. But come on.

He will definitely want to talk to you. Come and see the solar panels.

I think her Pia seemed okay.

Pirjo, Carl. Piro.

Those people make me sad. I've seen enough of that in Iraq.

People in the same kind of clothes who think they are right.

But they haven't. Never.

(phone rings) Yes?

Marie Frandsen is in hospital and has just had an operation.

Someone cut her tongue out. Bak doesn't want, you know.

Someone cut her tongue out?

Marie, I'm really sorry about what happened.

Can I ask you some questions?

Did you see who it was?

Was it a woman? It was a man who did it.

Do you know him?

You know him?

Can you try to say his name? I know it's hard.

S?

Take it easy.

Try writing it here.

S, V ...

K.

SVK?

That is all? SVK. Is that all you know? Do you know more?

Is Lola here?

No.

Why?

The time is now.

Is it?

We had guests?

The police.

They asked about Albert.

What did you say?

I said it like it was. That we loved her.

We did that.

Really.

Welcome to the local news.

Bornholm's Police held a press conference about a dead woman, -

- which had washed ashore at Nordklippen.

We have identified the body of the 26-year-old high school student -

- Wanda Hoffmann from Hamburg. Her family has been notified.

It is too early to say whether it is due to a crime.

Nordklippen has previously been used as a suicide location for young people.

What the hell is going on? You guys are doing a full investigation behind my back.

It is correct. The woman was in her fourth month.

She was pregnant.

Did she also jump out herself? Like Albert jumped up the tree?

That's bad police work! Why did you close that case?

Shut up. The ferry leaves in an hour.

Take Cousin Guf with you. And the psychotic blonde out there.

You are done here.

The thing about you is that you're good, old fashioned stupid.

Christian said, "Fortunately, he is so stupid that he does not become corrupt."

- We laughed about that. - Did he laugh when you fucked June?

- She laughed when you tried. - Well.

Hey, hey, calm down. Relax!

- Leave me alone. - You have an hour, Carl!

Then there's departure! This also applies to you. And you.

(mermaids)

Unbelievable! Habersaat blows his head off.

The son takes an overdose, the sister-in-law loses her tongue.

- And we're going home. - We were thrown home.

It's not our table. We are investigating the case from home.

What about the janitor and his weapon?

The gun was registered, the others were legal.

He's running nowhere. You have taken care of that.

But she's right. It's burdensome with all your old shit.

Rose, did you tell those cult people you were from the police?

No. Why?

- You could become one of them. - Is she going to infiltrate them?

Ask around a bit. How did they perceive Alberta?

That's absolutely crazy, Carl.

They grow vegetables and do yoga. Was she going to get a carrot down her throat?

The problem is that we have the Bornholm Police on our backs.

Sneak away when we park.

- I have a better idea. - What do you think?

Assad, give me your phone.

- Why? - Now just give it to me.

Call me from here once a day.

You blend in for a few days. Understood?

- It can go wrong. - Let me mind my own business.

- That's a bad idea. - I don't want to hear your sensitive piss.

- It is not well thought out. - I'm not wiping your ass.

- I'm the cleaner. - No, you are much more than that.

I know who you are.

- You're Shirley. Wanda's friend. - Yes.

Are you nervous, Shirley?

Come a little closer.

And stop. Breathe.

- How long have you been here? - Four months.

Have you figured out what to let go of?

Not yet.

I have. You should not be embarrassed that you are a fat girl.

You just have to say it out loud and the pain will go away.

We love you. There is so much to love about a person like you.

You have to say, "I'm a fat girl."

I know it's hard, but it will set you free.

- I'm a fat girl. - Louder.

- I'm a fat girl. - Say it so you mean it.

- I'm a fat girl. - I'm a fat girl.

- I'm a fat girl. - You are a fat girl.

- I'm a fat girl. - Enjoy saying it.

- Enjoy who you are. - I'm a fat girl!

Great.

Take Wanda's belt with you when you go. She forgot about it in the end.

I gave it to her as a birthday present. It was hidden under the mattress.

They were lovers after all. Maybe it ended up there by accident.

- No, she has been gone for four days. - Then we will talk to Atu tomorrow.

- Will you go with me to the police? - Shirley, so...

- Is it really necessary? - There is something completely wrong.

Okay. If you feel that way, of course we do.

So.

Sweet friend then...

- Carl! - Just help Assad.

- Hello. - Hey, Gordon.

- Didn't you study art history? - Yes, a few semesters.

Just look at Alberta's drawings.

She was talented. It's a fine line.

At least it's the same man.

The dimensions are the same. Same cut over the broad shoulders.

That's the only woman. I think it's a self portrait.

Is she pregnant?

- It may well be. - The one that arches over the stomach.

It is also the same red color under the right armpit.

- It has been important to her. - What do you think it is?

A wound? A tattoo maybe.

- What do you say, Assad? - Very nice.

"Very nice"? Thanks for the help.

He's looking over his shoulder here.

Holy shit. They are siblings.

- Who? - Pirjo and him Atu.

- Why do you think that? - It is stated in Habersaat's memo.

Life is short. There is much to fear.

The violence.

The drought. Power psychoses of old men.

Clowns. (laughter)

They have the same mother, from a suburb in Stockholm, but different fathers.

One is Danish, the other Swedish.

Pirjo went to an orphanage. Atu was sent to his father in Copenhagen.

The father was also an addict. Atu was removed by the authorities.

- But are we afraid? Are we afraid? - No!

In those years, Pirjo and Atu did not see each other.

We are not afraid. For we have entered the light.

They got in touch as teenagers.

Habersaat writes that they developed a strong survival logic.

Here at us, we know it. But right out there, they don't know.

They don't understand that to heal the world we must heal ourselves.

They founded the cult in 2008. It quickly became popular.

We are becoming more and more.

- See the new, beautiful face. - It's Rose.

You have come to a place where we thank the sun for life and its gifts.

We are not a religion.

Religions shade the sun and put fear into the system.

We will release the fear. Everything that makes you, Rose, not you.

Shall we give her a welcome?

(latter)

- It's too suspicious. - Just because they believe in something else.

No, because Rose is among them. That's what worries me.

Hello.

I took the liberty of hanging up some clothes for you.

- Well, it's for me? Thanks. - If you want. Everything here is voluntary.

I'm so glad you came.

But if you'd like, I'd be happy to accept your mobile phone.

Yes of course.

Here you go.

Come out into the light, fine Rose.

We have Bjarke. We have Simon Fabian.

And we have Stefan von Kristoff.

- We have Bjørn Johanson ... - What did you say, his name?

Stefan von Kristoff. Alberta's art teacher at the college.

- SVK? - Yes. What's up with that?

Tosse-Marie had her tongue cut out. She wrote SVK on a piece of paper.

- I couldn't find the initials. - What's wrong with him?

Christian Habersaat believed that they had a relationship.

In the picture in Habersaat's house, she has a tattoo.

I thought it was a tattoo. In the other pictures there is nothing.

I think it's a signature.

SVK's signature. He is the one who made the picture.

- Is it just a college teacher? - Earlier.

He was fired because he exhibited transgressive behavior.

Find out where he lives.

Copenhagen Police.

Hey! Copenhagen Police!

Turn it off there. Turn it off.

- Are you SVK? - Stefan von Kristoff.

We want to ask you about Alberte, whom you taught on Bornholm.

- Correct? - Yes. I know why you have come.

You have finally figured out that I took the picture, -

- and then you think: "Huh, he's probably a murderer."

I must disappoint you. It is not me. So let's not waste each other's time.

- Tell us about the picture. - There is not much to tell.

I found Alberte in the tree and took a picture of her.

That picture was my breakthrough. I have sold thousands of copies.

- Where do you sell them? - On the Internet.

- The dark web? - Yes. I'm big in the dark.

- How did you take that picture? - I took that with my camera.

What were you doing there so early in the morning?

There is one thing you should know about Alberta.

Alberte was the most talented student I ever had.

I became jealous of her. Yes, I got a little jealous of her.

At some point she wanted to learn to draw animals.

So we cycled out early in the morning, found them. Untouched, dead on the roads.

Then we cycled home.

I didn't teach her to draw. She could do that.

But I taught her to look beyond the immediate.

Did you have a relationship?

- I was in love with Alberta. - Was it reciprocated?

Yes, I thought so. A short transition.

- But she got pregnant by someone else. - Who did she get pregnant with?

It wasn't you? It wouldn't be very lucky for your career.

I had no career. It was humiliating.

- How? - As a man without success. As an artist.

- You know how it works. - How?

You make an effort, toil at it, you hope you fall in love.

Then you will be abandoned. Then you get laughed at.

And then you find out that the whole world is pissed off.

- So that morning you found Albert? - I found Albert by the tree. Death.

Hit by a car. And then I took that picture.

By the tree? You said "by" the tree. The police found Alberte up in the tree.

- In the tree. I found her in the tree. - Up in or by the tree?

I took a picture when she was up in the tree! That's what I'm saying.

Why not call the police instead of taking pictures of her?

I think you killed Alberte, hoisted her up the tree, -

- snapped your pictures and has become famous with a bunch of necrophiliac idiots.

Stefan?

Her Marie Frandsen from Bornholm. Do you know her?

- No. - They call her Tosse-Marie.

She says she knows you.

Damn!

- Good morning, Rose. - Good morning.

Atu wants to see you.

What am I supposed to do?

- Only the one. - Well, yes.

- Pirjo speaks so beautifully of you, Rose. - Well, does she?

So.

Then I just so wanted to meet you.

- Do you like being here? - Yes.

- It is exciting. - Can I look at you?

Is it strange?

No no. Or...that's fine.

Give me your hands.

I ask some questions. But you must not answer.

Okay.

Are you on duty, Rose?

Do you believe me?

Who is your best friend? Did he take his luck with him?

And let the shame remain?

Do you miss the orgasm?

Can you forgive evil? Is the pain greater than the meaning?

You must answer the next question.

Are you sad, Rose? Tell me about it.

- I can not. - Is it a man?

A man to look after you?

He didn't look after you. He hurt you.

Did he abuse you?

Was that your father?

He went on and on and on…

I couldn't do it anymore.

Then I beat him.

Beat him and smashed him.

Destroyed him.

He was hospitalized.

When he was discharged from the hospital...

... then he hanged himself.

It was me.

- I killed him. - No, you didn't.

You fought for your life. He made holes in your soul.

It is the worst thing you can do to another human being.

Now we fill them with light.

Look into my eyes. There is no fear. There is only light.

There is no fear. There is only light.

There is no fear. There is only light. There is no fear. There is only light.

I'm with you. I'm in you.

The sun is in my hands. Notice they get hotter.

Hotter and hotter and hotter.

There is no fear. There is only light. There is no fear, there is only light.

You are safe.

Warm.

- Did you buy it? - Yes.

- Have you heard from the laboratory? - I'm still waiting for the DNA test.

I'll just call Rose. She hasn't made a sound in three days.

- They've called... - Wait.

It is important. SVK wants to talk to you.

- We're just not ready. - He wants to admit something.

- What will he admit? - That he pulled Alberte up the tree.

I found her in the ditch. She was bleeding from her nose and head, ears.

She was very beautiful.

Chalk white. Ice cold. She had no pulse.

Then I took a picture. One more.

Then I got the idea to pull her up and lay her in the tree.

I knew then that it was the most beautiful thing I would ever see.

That's what I'm guilty of. I didn't kill her.

I found her and did something unforgivable.

That's why I didn't contact the police.

I regret every single day.

I wanted to believe in you.

For a man who has regrets, you've gotten a lot out of it.

What did you think of the picture of Alberta?

- I haven't sold it. - You said you sold thousands.

Not the original file. The work is not finished.

- When is it finished? - When I'm done.

Hello, Klaus. Just put it there.

So.

You were on Bornholm on Wednesday. Were you out with Marie Frandsen?

I don't know who Marie Frandsen is.

She had her tongue cut out last Wednesday.

Assad bought it on your portal for DKK 66,000.

We have taken DNA samples. It is Marie Frandsen's tongue.

Reach. I don't know where my material comes from.

It could be any human's tongue.

This is the context in which the work must be understood.

Are you sad that you never got your own exhibition?

You were so hopeful at the art academy.

So how did you end up at an indifferent college on Bornholm?

It must have been a defeat.

- My art is not for everyone. - I'll give you damn right on that.

And then Albert sat there. Could do it all.

And that's why she had to die.

I read up on you. You are a zero.

You've always been a zero. You will continue to be a zero.

Your audience is a bunch of necrophilic morons who turn on dead bodies.

You said Alberte was bleeding from the nose and ears.

But dead people don't bleed.

- No. - Was she alive when you found her?

Are you done? You guys are really talented, huh?

You have really practiced. Can I borrow your computer?

To what?

Now you must look, and then you must tell me what you see.

Then you have to tell me why SVK is big in the dark.

She lives there. Now she is dead.

She lives there. Now she is dead.

She lives there. Now she is dead.

A young girl exhaling in a tree. Right there. Right there it happens.

Nobody has done that before.

- She was alive when you picked her up. - Dying. I didn't kill her.

- You are a sick person. - I am SVK.

- Is it him? - Do not you agree?

Why doesn't he acknowledge? Maybe he hit her by accident.

He was in love with her, killed her and created an art installation.

I'll just call Rose.

(latter)

How are you feeling?

I feel good.

- Well. - Yes.

So. Now eat, my dear.

So.

Look into my eyes.

Light is strength. Light is power.

Light is strength. Light is power.

I am the light.

Light is strength. Light is power.

Light is strength. Light is power.

I am the light. The light is in me.

I am the light. The light is in me.

I am the light. The light is me.

Use me to dispel the darkness. I am nothing. The light is everything.

I am nothing. The light is everything.

Light is strength. Light is power. Light is strength. Light is power.

You are happy.

Are you ...?

Finally.

A child of the sun. In the same bloodline. Little sister.

Mom would have been proud.

- Do you think so? - Yes.

Finally.

We celebrate the conception of a child of the sun.

A child of a goddess. A child who carries the light within him. Which is the light.

We celebrate the conception of a child of the sun.

A child who carries the light within him. He comes from flesh and blood.

Passing on the light to all who will receive, and thus everything is possible!

Everything is possible! Everything is possible!

(ringtone)

The answering machine is switched off.

(phone rings)

- Yes. - Are you sitting down?

We are sitting in a car. What do you think?

- SVK has run away. - What are you talking about?

The man is a murder suspect and is being monitored.

First he beats his head bloody, -

- knocks it into the wall until blood spurts.

He calls a guard and comes to the emergency room.

I have sent you a file. Look at it.

We have it here.

The police guards do not ensure that there are other exits.

SVK gets up quietly and goes out the back exit.

- Just like that? - Just like that.

- Shut up, some amateurs! - The emergency services are looking for him.

- How do I rewind? - Press there on the left.

- What is he saying here? - Something he has to?

I have something I need to finish.

I hate when I don't finish.

Gordon, are you there? I think I know where he is.

We drive out to his place on Refshaleøen. Send reinforcement.

Welcome!

The work will be finished tonight.

You are part of it.

Just come closer. Go towards the light.

We have the role models.

We have men with guns, we have buzzing cameras.

Smile in the dark!

Because they are sitting out there. The whole world is your audience.

Stands!

Yes, where am I?

See the shadow. Is it me?

- Hands up. - Stop when I say so.

- Hey! - Hey, Stefan!

- Was it real? Do I hang there? - Where is he?

No, the shadow is not real. See the shadow.

He's pissed off. He sucks at everything.

He invades other works.

And tonight he also invades my work, Alberte in the tree.

An artist who was in the right place at the wrong time.

And then we have you primates with guns.

(beep sound)

Is it the story of Alberta? Is it true?

But what is real? What is truth?

Is it all just a series of tricks waiting to be revealed?

As the life you think you live, over the life you actually live.

Like Alberte, who was killed in a ditch but died in a tree.

I was so poor at that college. So wretchedly we live our lives.

And it wasn't me. It was not me!

But you don't believe that! Look towards the light!

I was so poor at that college. So wretchedly we live our lives.

Hey!

- Hands up. - Look towards the light.

- The sun will guide you. - Up with them.

Goodbye. It wasn't as much fun as I imagined.

But now at least the work is finished.

Is that confession enough for you?

(phone rings)

- It's Carl. - Hi, it's June.

Did I wake you up? Pardon.

I have been sitting all night with the old albums with pictures of Bjarke.

And then I was just wondering if you would like to see them.

I would like that.

Maybe you can come tonight for a glass of wine?

It sounds nice, but I'm not on Bornholm.

It was just a thought. Call if you're coming.

- I probably will. - Carl?

I hope you know I did my best.

- Yes of course. - I'll send you the pictures.

Who was it?

It was a woman in deep sorrow. She just lost her son.

- How sad. - It's something really bad.

Mona?

So was my son.

I knew her 30 years ago. She never told me...

- That it was your son? - Yes.

It rips up a lot of old stuff.

Carl. You have to get a handle on it.

Do what needs to be done. And come back when you're ready.

Because I hope you will be.

(ringtone)

- Commissioner Birkedal. - It's Carl Mørck.

What does the autopsy actually say about Bjarke Habersaat?

It said:

"Cause of death: overdose. System filled with heroin, vodka and nerve agents."

Did you find anything at his house?

Old pay slips and a computer with pictures on it.

- Will you send it to me? - Should I know why?

Nah. Neither should Bak.

You're lucky Bak is an asshole. You'll have it in half an hour.

We are going to Bornholm. We have to get hold of Atu.

- What about Rose? - We have to get her out of there.

Hi June. There are some things I want to turn with you.

Bjarke was part of the sun sect. Do you know what happened?

Christian was probably right that Bjarke was involved in Alberte's murder.

Rose.

You look happy.

Atu took me to morning prayer. I can not describe it.

- I understand. - Of course.

I have actually spoken to Atu and we have decided that you are ready.

Ready for what?

- Ready for cleaning. - Cleansing?

All have gone through seven days of purification to gain membership.

Seven days? It is a long time.

Yes. You can ask Lola, who has been in there for five days now.

We don't wear shoes in here.

- Holy shit. - You sleep there and the toilet is there.

Shit, it's hot.

The sun is hot.

- Who are you? - Who I am? What do you mean?

Are you from the police?

- No. - I think you are.

No I am not.

I want to go out.

(groan)

I just walked right in. I hope it's okay.

Hi Carl.

I come to talk to him there Atu. Or Frank.

He's your brother, right?

What happened? You're bleeding.

I trained karate.

Frank had a sexual relationship with Alberte, didn't he?

He has a sexual relationship with almost everyone here.

Bjarke Habersaat.

- Yes? - What do you know about him?

I met him when I gave a lecture at the college.

He was curious, so he came to us. We took him in and gave him a hug.

He disappeared suddenly, but I heard he was living with his mother.

He was a very special guy. Very ... its own.

Okay.

- Can I talk to him Frank? - Atu.

Can I come and talk to him?

- Have you seen Rose? - No.

(sing)

Have you seen Rose?

Have you seen Rose?

- Atu has an office down here. - In the generator room? Well okay.

- After you. - Thanks.

Who knows you're here?

- Hello. Who knows you're here? - Rose. Only Rose.

Rose is no longer here. Who else knows?

- What have you done to her? - I haven't done anything to Rose.

I liked her.

You sent her here. It's your fault.

- Answer me, Carl. - Did you kill her?

Did she get too close to your brother? Was that why she had to die?

Like the others.

You trivialize me. It's disrespectful.

The other girls were pregnant.

- Couldn't you get pregnant yourself? - I might get pregnant.

And only I can give birth to his child.

- Are you pregnant now? - Yes I am.

You're bleeding.

I can get you to the hospital.

Come on, cut me off from this. I will help you.

Hello!

Have you seen Rose?

Carl?

Hey Carl. Can you hear me?

Carl, damn it.

- Where is she? Pirjo? - She's up there.

I can't find Rose. Come up.

Two seconds. I'm just about to ... Off to ...

Lola? Lola!

Please. Come on.

And!

What happened?

I have lost her.

Forgive me.

Sit with me for a while.

Be so sweet.

I always loved sitting here with you.

It's the police! Shut up!

What are the police doing here?

- I think they know it. - Know what?

Everything.

I did it for you. I did it for you.

I don't know what you are talking about.

- It has nothing to do with me. - Do not go! Do not go!

Do not leave me.

Do not leave me. Do not leave me.

Do not leave me.

It burns! It burns!

She is dead. Come on.

Rose!

We have to get her out.

(Rose coughs) Rose?

- Are you okay? - Yes.

- We can't find Atu. - I think I know where he is.

Thank you for your heat ray. Thank you for your deed among the chosen ones.

(mermaids)

- Ouch! - Light is strength. Light is power.

Ouch! Away from the edge. Ouch! Away from the edge!

- Use me to dispel the darkness. - Hey! Frank!

We have questions regarding Alberte Schneider. Away from that edge!

- Light is strength. Light is power. - Carl?

Watch that pig.

Don't mix Bjarke into your theories, just like Christian did.

My son is not a murderer.

They have used him because he loved them, because he was happy, -

- because he felt he belonged somewhere.

June, damn it.

Bjarke came out to me one evening. He was completely beside himself.

They said that Alberte was a threat to the sect because she was pregnant.

- Who said that? - The sister. She led the way.

But he, the sun king, knows everything that goes on.

Bjarke was so scared, but also felt chosen.

That's how much power they had over him.

I tried to calm him down but I couldn't reach him.

The next morning I drove out here to talk to Atu.

I just wanted to talk to him.

But then I see her and there's no one around.

It was a deposit. It was so easy. That went fast.

I just wanted Bjarke to continue to be happy.

I did it for our son's sake.

But then they threw him out anyway. Atu said the sun didn't want him.

So he started the drugs again. Because he felt lonely.

June, get in the car and stay there.

And.

- June? Get an ambulance. - She must be cut free.

Copenhagen Police. We have an accident on Nordklippen.

Carl, we have to move!

- Sorry, June. - Get the hell away!

- Hello. - Hello.

- Hey, Gordon. - Hello.

Shut up, Gordon. It all has to come down. And all the boxes must be in the basement.

Rose? Are you okay?

And.

Danish texts: Malene Hollnagel Scandinavian Text Service