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Thomas... Thomas!

THE ABSENT ONE

He has been instrumental in
reorganizing the police districts...

- ... and he has optimized Homicide...
- I have no idea what he's on about.

...and he set up Department Q...

whose very first result
was almost miraculous.

He means their only result.

In Homicide they call them
the Arab and the Drunk.

Funny.
Very funny.

Congratulations, Marcus.
Good work.

- Speech!
- Shut up.

Where the hell were you?

This bicycle murder doesn't add up.
Somebody force-fed her those pills.

- Carl, our new secretary is up there.
- Fine. Then there's the Taarnby case.

Frank was last seen the 21st, but his
cell hasn't been used since the 19th.

Apart from one call at night,
20 seconds, to a garden center.

I want you to meet her.
I like her.

We can't keep changing secretaries.

Isn't it the two Smurfs?
Welcome.

Hi there.

Rose?

Carl, Rose is our new secretary.

- Hi, Carl.
- Hi.

- Welcome.
- Thanks. It's going to be great.

Assad and I have
good chemistry already.

We really do.

Is he always the
life of the party?

Don't mind him.
Carl prefers working, that's all.

Carl M�rck.
It is you, right?

- I recognize you from
the papers. - Okay.

Didn't you get my letters
about Thomas and Marie?

- I don't know what you're on about.
- Look at me. Tomorrow's Sunday.

Today's Thursday,
so I don't think so.

You haven't looked at my case?

I will look at your case when
I find the time. Not today, okay?

Go home and sleep it off.

Hello.
Hang on.

Hello, Carl.

Your fucking cell keeps ringing.
I can't sleep.

- I thought you were at your mom's.
- I've been here three days.

Carl speaking.

Did you know him?

- I have met him.
- Chief inspector, Naestved police.

He quit sometime in the 90s
after the murder of his two children.

- You mentioned a parcel?
- In there.

TO CARL M�RCK
DEPARTMENT Q

- What the hell is that?
- Yours?

It belonged to a retired police
officer who died last night.

So you're all alone in the world now?
What's its name?

Cat.

Did you buy food,
litter and toys for it?

- Sure.
- Great.

Come along, Cat.

Thomas and Marie J�rgensen.
Twins.

Stabbed to death.
Marie was raped first.

It says the case was solved.

Local boy Bjarne Th�gersen
turned himself in and confessed.

- I don't get it?
- Henning J�rgensen, their father.

He kept investigating the case
and was forced into early retirement.

Because he was fucking cuckoo.
This is a loony box.

How would you feel,
if they were your kids?

Why this case, Carl?

We have over 50 unsolved cases that
should have been closed months ago.

Carl! Department Q is
hanging by a thread.

We were the shit,
and now we're a fucking joke.

The father approached me yesterday
after the reception.

He wanted me to look at the case.
I had him kicked out.

Two hours later he slit his
wrists in his bath tub.

I'm not saying he wasn't a desperate
loony, but I have to look at this case.

Okay?

Do we even know
where to start?

Bjarne got five years. Released after
three for double murder and rape.

How?

Declared temporarily insane
because he was high on drugs.

And his defense attorney
was Bent Krum.

- Krum?
- Never heard of him.

A top attorney that only
sports celebrities and CEOs can afford.

For 20 years he's only represented
millionaires... except in one case.

- Bjarne.
- Bjarne Th�gersen.

I'm driving.

Bye.

20 YEARS EARLIER

I've had it with you! You're a pig
and the room stinks of smoke.

Hello?

- Your pussy smells.
- What?

That's why guys shun you.

They all say it
smells really bad.

You're sick!

Ditlev is an A+.
Look at him.

Rich hot senior, my prince.

Imagine being Ditlev's girlfriend.

- Where are we going?
- Far away from this shithole.

Dybb�l,
where the fuck is Bjarne?

There he is.
Hey, Bjarne.

What have we here, huh?

Bjarne...

Dybb�l.

- I haven't seen you before.
- That's because Bjarne...

He lives in the real world, right?

- Does Kimmie get the first hit?
- Gimme that.

And lay off my chick.

Bjarne Th�gersen.

We have some questions
about Marie and Thomas J�rgensen.

Have a nice trip home.

Is Rikke in?

I'd like to go over some details
about the rape with her.

Will this torture never end?
I was 16, and I've done my time.

Is that so? Three years
for rape and double murder.

I'm not that person.
I wasn't myself.

You said you happened to hook
up with Marie and Thomas.

You were high on
mushrooms and coke.

The toxicological report showed
Marie and Thomas just had a few beers.

But you sat right across from them
popping drugs while they watched?

Do we have to go over this again?
It's the same questions.

What the hell do
you want me to say?

How did you manage to hire
Bent Krum? Your attorney.

Your father was unemployed.
Your mom was a stay-at-home mom.

Wasn't Bent
a little out of your league?

My parents took out a mortgage
and paid it off till their dying day.

A '68 Maserati?

It's my hobby.
I buy them used and fix them up.

A used Maserati?
Still expensive.

- Where do you get the money?
- Stock trades.

Stock trades?
Got a tip for me?

I don't give a shit whether
you believe me or not.

I read up on it in jail and was
released during the boom.

- Lucky.
- Was that all?

Thanks.

Everything checks out.

His parents took out a mortgage.
Bjarne is a stock trader.

Well, so much for that case.

Where did he get
his seed money?

Bjarne was in jail.
His parents were indebted.

Two young fit people against
a guy high on mushrooms.

I hear you,
but we've got 50 open cases.

Tell me now that you think Bjarne did
it alone, and we'll shut this case.

Right now.

I...

I need a cup of coffee.

Two hours later Thelma left.
Frank stayed the night.

I wish I had better news, Ditlev.

I've seen him before?

Frank Helmond, the mayor's PR manager.
A real media whore.

Thelma...
So predictable.

Want me to take action?

Thanks.

What do you want, Bjarne?

The police stopped by,
asking questions about back then.

I'm glad you called.

- Hi.
- What are you doing?

Categorizing the box.
Here, the murders of Marie and Thomas.

Various assault cases,
and this is just plain crazy stuff.

- Did I ask you to do that?
- No.

- So don't.
- Why?

At first, Henning only
focuses on the murders.

Then Bjarne gets that
temporarily insane verdict.

- Henning starts looking at more cases.
- He thinks Bjarne has done it before.

Yes. He then gets fired from the police
and is admitted to a psych ward.

Then he gets wrapped up in Sundays,
star signs and the full moon.

What's this?
"Anonymous emergency call, Kirsten. "

Henning says Naestved Police got
an anonymous call from a girl,

an hour after Marie and Thomas were
killed, 7 km from the weekend cottage.

- The report doesn't mention that.
- Have you identified Kirsten?

I found this in the box.

Kirsten Marie Lassen,
Griffenholm Boarding School.

- Find out who she is.
- She might be dead.

- Or married.
- What's the difference?

He's crazy about you.

- The summer of '94?
- June 12th. Naestved district.

Don't expect precision.
We keep most of this for the museum.

- Reels? - Want to borrow
a reel-to-reel player?

Who gave you that dress?

Rikke Hartmann found it for me.

It's an Elise Gug.

It doesn't leave much
to the imagination.

Isn't that how you like it?

- Did you have a good
Saturday night? - Yes.

- It was last Saturday, wasn't it?
- Sure.

- You and Rikke?
- Thanks.

It was good to see her.

She lost weight.

Beautiful Thelma.

- Dybb�l speaking. Hey, Pram.
- Thelma's having an affair.

- Oh. - I know who he is.
Meet me in 30.

Are you serious?

- Henning J�rgensen has
killed himself. - Shit.

Bjarne called.
The police are snooping around.

Why?

I don't know.

Bjarne's paranoid.

No lights.

Is that him?

It's him.

Get up!

- Hey there.
- Hey.

- How's everything?
- Fine. What's that?

An old-fashioned tape recorder.

- It's been a while
since we talked. - Yeah.

- How about dinner tomorrow?
- Sure.

- I'll be back from the gym at 7:30.
- I'll buy dinner.

- Deal.
- Deal.

- It was a black bastard.
- We'll send a car. Remain calm.

Calm?
They trashed the place!

- How old is she?
- 64, and she's in a bad way.

- Are you on your way?
- The ambulance will arrive soon.

Hello, is it the police?

The butler did it.

911.
Is anyone there?

They were wretched
little angles.

Black fragments of the oily sky
dripped into their eyes.

- Who is this?
- Kir...

- Calm down.
- We... They're both dead.

Tell me your name
and location.

They're both dead.

Tell me your name
and location.

Please help me. His kisses rip me
apart and tear up the dream.

- Is anyone there?
- They were wretched little angles.

Black fragments of the oily
sky dripped into their eyes.

- Who is this?
- Kir...

- Kirsten?
- Calm down.

We...
They're both dead.

We what?
We killed them?

- Tell me your name and location.
- Please help me.

What happened in that
weekend cottage?

We tried to find Kirsten Lassen,
but she's gone.

- What do you mean gone?
- Gone.

She has no registered address.
No name change, no nothing.

Her only relative, a stepmother,
hasn't seen Kirsten for 20 years.

A stepmother?

Another missing person, Carl.

They're both dead.

Tell me your name
and location.

Please help me.

Would you like to play
with the children?

But you must eat.

Eat something, my dear.
You don't get enough to eat.

You don't get enough to eat.

Hi, Kimmie.

One of my tricks gives me a bonus,
if I let him slap me around.

And then I put a plastic bag over his
head so he chokes while I jerk him off.

Don't remove the
plastic bag next time.

Hi.
Can I help you?

Don't touch me.

Why ask me? I haven't
seen her for over 20 years.

You were her only family.

I married her dad.
That's not family.

Kirsten was extreme. She went around
half naked when we had guests,

to provoke a reaction. She skipped
school and raided our bar cabinet.

Did you send her to boarding
school after her dad died?

- You make it sound like a bad thing.
- When was the last time you saw her?

The last week Kirsten
moved back into her room.

One night I came home, and I guess
she'd had a party. Her room was a mess.

- And she was gone.
- And she never came back?

You didn't bother
to call the police?

Two days later her
account was empty...

and I thought she'd gone off to the
States or India or some such hip place.

- Do you know this guy?
- No.

- You've never seen
him before? - No.

- Any old friends? Boyfriends?
- She never told me anything.

I only heard about her science teacher,
because the school called me.

- Science teacher?
- He raped her.

Thanks.

- Klavs?
- Yes.

- What's up?
- Kirsten Marie Lassen.

- Hi.
- Can I come in?

I went for a walk
and got caught in the rain.

Kirsten, right?
Why aren't you in your room?

My roomie's got her boyfriend over.
They'll be done in 20 minutes.

Can I borrow a towel?

Let me take you home.
It's just a three-minute drive.

All the girls at school have
a crush on you, you know.

This is a bad idea.

I won't tell.

Fuck me!
Fuck me!

I don't want to!
Help!

- Klavs, what's going on?
- Please stop!

- She accused you of rape?
- Yes. I was given the third degree.

- Then I got accused of another rape.
- Another rape?

Yes.
A rape in Fensmark forest.

How did you avoid
being charged?

- I did as they said.
- As who said?

The school, of course.

Half of corporate Denmark
has attended Griffenholm.

They can't afford scandals.
Kirsten dropped the charges...

and I kept my mouth shut
and accepted my dismissal.

And it ended there.

If you're telling the truth,
why did she do it?

I've asked myself that
over and over again.

I don't get this case.

He mentioned another rape
in Fensmark forest.

- Henning mentioned that in his notes.
- In the loony box?

A toast to our host,
Ulrik, old boy.

Thank you for letting us use
your beautiful manor once again...

albeit the weather is a
bit grey today. Here's to Ulrik.

Well...

we have the usual game as
well as this year's Special Kill.

This year's prize is
a cottage in Provence.

So be on your toes, gentlemen.
Ulrik.

The hunt is on!

- Ditlev, Ulrik, we need to talk.
- Right now?

Okay, the three of
us will go together.

Department Q?

Apparently, they asked the fraud squad
to look into Bjarne's financials.

Can they do that
without charging him?

My hands are tied.

As Bjarne's former defense attorney,
I'm knee-deep in this.

What's going on, Bent?

What's going on?

Let me make it absolutely clear
that you didn't hear this from me.

They're looking
for Kirsten Lassen.

I'd better not hear any more.

They can have tons of reasons
for looking for her.

- Shit.
- She might be dead.

- I'll get Alberg on it.
- Ditlev...

We need to shut this down now,
once and for all.

It's not our fault.
They're just stupid.

Are you cold? We'll make you
some hot chocolate when we get home.

Hey, what are you doing?

Don't be afraid.

Don't be afraid.
Don't be afraid.

Everything will be okay.

Leave us alone.

Leave us alone.

Leave us alone.

Rape, Fensmark forest,
May 15th, 1994.

They put a hood over her head and threw
her down. She lost track of time.

She couldn't see. She heard at least
two people giggling and whispering.

One of them was a girl.

She fainted.

She woke up an hour later.
Naked.

All her clothes were gone.

Let me see.

Carl?

Sunday.
Well spotted, Henning.

What do you know
about boarding schools?

It's where you send your kids
when you don't want them around.

They live here,
go to school six days a week...

and their only day
off is Sunday.

Thomas and Marie were
murdered on a Sunday.

The girl in the forest?

Sunday too.

Back to the loony box.

Sunday, October 24th.

A man is beaten half to death.
1993.

- Who made coffee?
- Rose.

Perfect.

Sunday, November 6th.
Assault. The assailants wore hoods.

Did you attend Griffenholm
Boarding School from 1993 to 1996?

Do you remember a girl named
Kirsten Marie Lassen?

Sunday again.
May 15th.

The girl in the forest
is assaulted.

What a shitload of cases.

Kirsten dated Ditlev Pram.

- The Ditlev Pram?
- Yes. He was a senior. Good catch.

- Who's he?
- Sexy tycoon.

Owns the largest hotel chain
in Scandinavia.

Private hospitals, pharmaceutical
companies... Not a guy you just call.

- Anything else?
- She was a loner who skipped classes.

No one really knew her, but they
all mention Pram and Ulrik Dybb�l.

- What about Bjarne?
- No, but I still have a lot to call.

People have only just got off work.
Stay until you've talked to them all.

Good job, Rose.

- Call her whole year.
- Bite me.

I'll take that as a yes.

Assad.
This is him.

DITLEV PRAM OPENS
HOTEL CHAIN IN NORWAY

Some of the
staff here work...

part-time at my
private hospitals.

I've heard a rumor...

that you're spreading lies about
who you think did this to you.

That's a mess, Frank.

Congratulations.

My new PR company just
hired you as a consultant.

You won't need to lift a finger.
You just sign a piece of paper...

and a nice big figure will roll
into your account each year...

the next six years.

You can focus
on the good things in life.

You never have to
think about me...

...or Thelma again.

Isn't that thing crooked?

Do we have a deal?

Smile, Frank.

Baby, the police are here.

Okay.
I'll be right in.

- Carl M�rck.
- Ditlev Pram.

- Assad.
- Ditlev Pram.

It's just a routine inquiry about
your old Griffenholm class mates.

Thrilling.
Can I offer you anything?

- No thanks.
- Coffee, please.

Sit down.

- Did you sleep?
So you're better? - Yes.

And some snacks.

- You have heard of the phone?
- Sure.

- Shoot. - Did you know
Kirsten Marie Lassen?

Kimmie? Oh yes.
She's a hard one to forget.

- Kimmie?
- Yes.

- You dated? - Yes, we went
out for a few months.

What was she like?

Raving mad.
That about sums it up.

- In what way?
- Kimmie was a wild one.

She got shit-faced, she blacked out,
she was insanely jealous -

- and then she got violent,
and eventually I just had enough.

- Ever seen her since?
- No.

- Are you okay, baby?
- Yes.

I'll give her a hand
with the coffee.

I'm sure she can
manage on her own.

Bjarne Th�gersen?

Does he ring a bell?

Bjarne was the talk of
the town that summer.

- Did you know him?
- Well, we shared the odd joint.

Fucking creepy to think about,
considering what happened.

- Hi.
- Shit! Sorry.

- Are you okay?
- I'm just tired, that's all.

What can I do for you?

I just came to say... milk.

- I don't take milk.
- Okay.

I dropped a full fish tank once.
That was no joke either.

- I'm serious.
- Sure...

You just don't strike me
as a fish tank kind of guy.

Why not?
I like fish.

- But not milk.
- No. Not milk.

I hope I've been helpful.
Don't hesitate to contact me again.

- Wow.
- That was a good day.

- Is that Bent Krum?
- He's my family's trusted attorney.

- Do you know him?
- I know of him.

And that must be Ulrik Dybb�l,
another Griffenholm student.

Exactly.
You've done your homework.

- That's what you pay us for.
- And we're happy to do so.

Ditlev and Bent Krum.

You said he was an
attorney for the rich.

But still.

Ditlev's wife was afraid.

Hello, Rose.
Oh?

- What? - She wants to
be on speakerphone.

- Need a hand?
- No.

Come on.

It's not that one...
The next one.

Carl.
Let me show you.

It doesn't work.

How long ago?

- Thanks.
- What did she say?

An old class mate saw Kimmie
a few weeks ago.

- Where?
- At the central station.

She's alive.

So tell me who to talk to.

THANKS FOR A HELL
OF A MEAL JESPER

PR MANAGER ATTACKED
BY GANG OF IMMIGRANTS

We're not the only ones
looking for Kimmie.

A guy with a neck tattoo has been
asking for her the past two days.

- She has a prostitute friend. Tine.
- I'll handle her.

The day after we learn
of Kimmie's existence...

somebody else starts
looking for her.

What's going on, Carl?

- It's either a mad coincidence...
- Or somebody's monitoring us.

Tine.

I missed you.

You bet I did.

But I'm home now.

I'm home now.

I told you to leave us alone.

- Kimmie?
- I need a place to crash.

Tine, where did you
get all this junk?

Where did you get it?

Who did you talk to?

I was only trying to
help you, Kimmie.

Tine, do you remember his name?

Do you remember
who he worked for?

He said you were old friends.

That's all.

He was so fucking nice.

I'm cold, Kimmie.

No name?

I'm cold.

It's my dad's.

Here.

It's loaded.

Everything in that
circle is yours.

You decide if it lives...

...or dies.

Princess.

I love you.

- Fuck! My prefect.
- Who cares?

I do!
I can get expelled for this.

Think my dad knows
I took his gun?

So, we thought you could use
some pocket money.

I don't want your petty change.
If I shut up, I might be expelled.

What the fuck were you thinking
playing with guns on campus?

- Idiots.
- What did you call us?

You little shit!

Let go!

Don't... don't!

Are you looking at my chick?

Think she's hot, huh?

If you rat on us,
you're dead.

- Sure this is it?
- Well...

Damn!
Press them all.

Carl!

Freeze!
Freeze!

Turn around.

Turn around.
Stay there.

Hands up.
Let me see your hands.

Let me see your hands!
Put down that pipe!

Put it down!

Okay...

Okay, okay.

I'm not going to hurt you.
I'm not.

I'm here to help you.

Put it down.

Kimmie.

- Who sent you?
- I'm with the police.

Liar!

You tried to kill me.

- You tried...
- Thomas and Marie...

You tried to call
to say what happened.

Leave me alone, all of you.

- They're going to kill her.
- Who's going to kill who?

Kimmie Lassen witnessed
a double murder in 1994.

- She wasn't just a witness.
- She tried to turn herself in.

She tried to kill you.

- She's been on the run for 20 years.
- And so what?

- You don't get it.
- Have you got a shred of evidence?

Apart from a homeless bag lady
and a junkie prostitute who just OD'ed?

Great. I suppose you don't
have any suspects, either.

Possibly students from
Griffenholm Boarding School.

Ditlev Pram and
a guy called Ulrik.

Ditlev Pram?
Did you suffer a collective stroke?

Ditlev and Kimmie went out.

- That's all we know right now.
- Gross!

Call Rose and find out...
Turn that off. Call the hospitals.

- Marcus!
- Carl...

We have to... Kimmie...

Carl!

- I told you what she was capable of.
- I assure you, when I find her...

Don't be an idiot.

From now on you lie low and erase
all traces of our collaboration.

- For fuck's sake, Ditlev.
- I never saw you and I never will.

- What if they find her?
- She's buried herself in some hole.

Last time she vanished
off the face of the earth.

- But what if they find her?
- Then they find her, Ulrik.

I've had 20 years
to prepare for this.

Okay?

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

I never met anyone
as destructive as him.

I don't think I'm
cut out for this.

Rose...

We need you.

I need you.
Okay?

How can you stand him?

I'm all he's got.

- What's that?
- An old hospital record. June '94.

What the...?

What's up?

I've been cautioned twice.
I think I'm going to flunk science.

The teacher's that
bastard Klavs Skovg�rd.

I know how to get rid of him.
If he had sex with a student...

...against her will...

But I can't.

What do you want me to do?

Just do what
you do with me.

You're a fucking genius.

Princess.

Good morning.

- You snore a lot.
- Have we found her?

Carl, relax.
The doctor just left...

Have we found Kimmie?

No. And we're still looking
for the guy with the tattoo.

What about the fetus?

Gentofte Hospital,
June 16th, 1994.

A young girl came running
into the emergency ward all bloody.

She had been beaten
and showed signs of rape.

She wouldn't say her name
or who beat her up.

The doctor wrote she was four months
pregnant, but the child was dead.

When they prepared for the abortion,
she took off.

They never identified her.

June 16th? Four days after the
murders of Marie and Thomas.

- We must find her.
- Carl, there's something else.

I asked for more men to help search
for Kimmie, but we were turned down.

- Damn you, Marcus.
- I don't think it's Marcus.

I have a traffic campaign.
We're cracking down on DUIs,

speeding, bicycle lights, everything.
I'm all out of cars.

- Traffic campaign!
- You know the drill.

- You wanted to see me?
- No, we did.

- Griffenholm, class of '81.
- Look left.

- The police commissioner.
- He went to the same school as Pram.

Yes, 10 years earlier.

Are you implying that he's
involved in a murder case?

No, but he and Pram are in the same
management network group,

and he hunts with Ulrik Dybb�l.
They wear the same fucking tie pin.

Alumni from that school close ranks
and do each other innocent favors.

So tell me whether the commissioner
decided not to give me any assistance,

because everyone is needed
for a traffic campaign?

Okay.

And this past week, did he happen
to ask you to monitor my department?

What case we're on,
who we're looking for?

Yes, he asked to access your files.
I didn't know anything about this.

And now someone out there is
trying to kill our only witness.

- If ever... - You get five
cars with two men each.

The traffic campaign
was just canceled.

- Thank you, Marcus.
- Just find her.

Let's check the
North Side again.

We just did, Carl.

Carl, I'm taking you home now.

- What are you talking about?
- What the fuck's with you?

She doesn't deserve this.

She's an accessory to a double murder.
She's just as guilty as the rest.

- And she tried to kill you.
- Kimmie tried to tell the truth.

She has lost everything. Her child, her
family. She has nothing to live for.

She doesn't deserve this.

I'm going to take
you home now.

What the fuck!

- I know what I'm doing.
- Calling 16-11.

16-11.

The suspect has been spotted
at Obro swimming bath.

- Have you found her?
- No. She was seen in there.

A Dark Brazil, please.

Mind taking a bath first?

Playing all ladylike, are we?

You won't think so
when we get started.

Okay.

Think I don't know
who you are?

You're finished.

You killed Tine.

Climb over... climb over.

Climb over.

- Do you work for Ditlev
or Ulrik? - Ditlev.

Let go.

Let go!

Let go.

- Carl. I called you when...
- Who is it?

Tim Alberg. Ex-soldier.
Served a tour in Iraq.

Has his own company.
TA Security.

He was pushed over. A witness heard
a woman's voice on the stairs.

Come. I want you
to see something.

Frank Helmond, the PR manager who
was attacked by a gang of immigrants.

- And that looks like...
- Thelma.

There's our connection
between Ditlev and Alberg.

- Have we got his mobile?
- No.

- Kimmie.
- Track down that mobile.

Let me see that again.

Yes?
Okay.

It's moving north of Copenhagen.
What's that?

Fuck.
We lost the signal.

- They think she's going to Hellerup.
- Or Vedbaek.

Ditlev.

Do it... do it!

Put down the gun!

Kimmie.

Kimmie, it's okay.

It's okay.
He can't hurt you.

You don't stop, do you?
You just persist.

You don't care if it's right or wrong,
you just do it.

What are you talking about?

We've got her, Ditlev.
She's going to tell us everything.

You can't do a thing about it.

You're smiling,
but deep down you know I'm right.

Enough, Carl.

- You're finished. It's over!
- Enough!

Pack a large bag.

What's up?

"I wanted to taste your blood. The
taste of your blood drowns my soul. "

"You're torn apart. You scream. "
What is this?

Letters Kimmie sent Ditlev
over the past 20 years.

Bent Krum just
handed them over.

How bad is it?

She wants to stab him in
the eye with a screwdriver.

It's fucking bad.

- And we're sure it's...
- Yes, it's her handwriting.

I just met with the DA. He says
no matter what Kirsten tells us,

no judge in the universe will allow
a case against Pram and Dybb�l,

based on her deposition.
Not after those letters.

- We've got Alberg.
- Him working for Pram isn't illegal.

They found hair on the rug
and prints on a pen,

that place Kirsten in Alberg's
apartment at the time of his murder.

The only case we've got right now
is a murder case against Kirsten.

What's going
to happen to her?

The witness reports and Krum's
bellowing about his client's rights...

will get her put away.
Psychiatric detention.

I don't blame you
for not trusting anyone.

I don't trust anyone.

In my line of work, you find out
that everyone lies and steals...

and keeps dirty secrets.

You see people smiling...

playing with their kids and buying
house and garden, and you think...

...maybe you can be like that...

...one day.

Maybe it can be like that.

Some mornings
I waver between getting up,

or popping a jar of pills
to put an end to it all.

Know why I don't?

Because of you.

Because people
like you need me.

The only thing that matters to me
is that you get your life back.

So you don't need
to run anymore.

Your daughter...

Was Ditlev the father?

I promise to get you out of here.

But you have to help me.

I know what Ditlev
and Ulrik did...

but I can't prove it.

Ulrik...

He is a collector.

Jewelry, clothes, hair.

- From the victims?
- Yes.

He sleeps with it all.

Okay.

You have to appear before
the judge tomorrow morning.

I'll take you there.

Do you promise?

Yes.

- We have to get into Ulrik's house.
- We're fucking police officers.

We can't break in
on your gut feeling.

I'll get a warrant after we
find what we're looking for.

- You're going too far, Carl.
- Did I ask you to come?

I don't need you.

What's your plan?

You don't have a plan.

- Who are you calling?
- I'm doing this for you, man.

If Ditlev knew I was
here with you...

If this works out, Thelma,
you'll never have to see him again.

Ulrik is a loner.

He only leaves his manor
to go to work.

- But he's got one weakness.
- And that is?

Me.

- Dybb�l speaking.
- It's me.

- Thelma. Is anything wrong?
- I need you, Ulrik.

- Where do you want to meet?
- Same place as last time?

I'll be there in an hour.

The woman who tried to break
into the Pram family home,

is 36-year-old
Kirsten Marie Lassen...

- Where are you going?
- I'm meeting Rikke. I need to get out.

So if I call Rikke
and ask if you're on your way...

Go ahead, Ditlev.

Great, Carl.

- I'm glad you came.
- Of course.

What can I offer you?
White wine? Champagne?

Something stronger perhaps?

I missed you.

Me too.

I feel so detached from him.
It's over between us.

It's been over six
months since we...

Well...

- Dybb�l speaking.
- One of your sensors is activated.

- Where?
- East wing. Want us to send a car?

No. It's just the tenant.
I'll handle it.

- How many rooms has he got?
- Did you check that?

- No.
- He must have a bedroom.

- Take it easy.
- Easy now!

- You speak French?
- Yes.

Nihla,
is Ulrik sleeping in here with you?

He comes in every night,
but it's not his room.

Ask her if there's a locked room
that only Ulrik uses.

- Upstairs.
- Yeah. Thanks.

Shit.

They're at the manor.

- Maybe it's just a false alarm.
- No, this is bad.

Milo, where are you?

Assad.

Shit, man!

Hurry!

This way!

Carl!

- Why didn't you tell me before?
- I wanted to be sure.

- So are you sure?
- Yes.

You can't see it, but I'm more
than four month's pregnant.

- Do you want to feel?
- No.

What?

That babe Marie is home alone
with her brother tonight.

Coming?

- Why are you doing this?
- Shut up!

Can I go first?

Pin her down!

- Dybb�l.
- Fuck, fuck, fuck!

- 911, who is this?
- Kir...

- Is anyone there?
- We... They're both dead.

Tell me your name
and location.

Please help me.

- What are you doing?
- I never want to see you again!

- What is going on?
- Butt out.

I'm leaving.
I'm going to be late.

No!

My baby...

Is my baby alright?

You're appearing before
the judge in an hour.

Face the wall.

- Where's Carl M�rck?
- He didn't show up.

Get up.
Face the wall.

There's a bridge half an hour
from here. But if this goes wrong...

- It won't.
- No.

His case just fell apart.
He's drunk,

they drive off a bridge,
and he drowns with his partner.

We will not stop until you drink it all.
Open your mouth.

Open your mouth.

Good boy.

Kimmie...

Don't do it.

Kimmie, listen to me.
Don't.

- We need to get out of here!
- Milo.

Milo!

Kimmie, put down that gun.
Put it down now!

Are you okay?

- Cover me.
- No, Carl!

Carl, dammit!

Kimmie!

Pram!

Kimmie...

It's me.

- Kimmie.
- Stop!

Help me... help me.

Help me.

Kimmie...

Don't do this.

It's over.

We've got them, okay?

Do you hear me?

You did it, okay?

You have to put
down the gun.

Come on.

Remember what we talked about?
It's not too late to get away.

Good.

I love you.

Princess.

No... no!

No.

No!

Carl!
Enough!

It's enough now.

A 20-year-old murder case

has finally been solved.

Two top executives
are dead in the case.

They have a history

of violence with former
convict Bjarne Th�gersen.

Prominent attorney Bent Krum
seems to be involved

in the case of Ditlev Pram
and Ulrik Dybb�l.

Krum's relationship to the two dead
murderers is being investigated,

to see if he was aware that Pram
and Dybb�l were guilty of murder.

It hasn't been established
just how many crimes...

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