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The murder of Margrethe Thormod, head of the Immigration Board...

The media is going wild. They want to know if we're treating it as terrorism.

Red October? A radical left-wing group?

No films with them in it, no spokespeople, no manifestos.

- How's Saga doing? - Not very well.

- The Iranian homo, where is he? - Taariq Shirazi went underground.

The threats against Thormod increased after the deportation decision.

The police know that Margrethe was here. You'd better move on.

Get out! Or I'll call the cops.

We've found new tenants. A woman and her son. She's had a tough time.

- Why did Mum die? - Why was she in Sweden?

Will you stop looking for us?

It's been eight years. Maybe I need to put it all behind me.

The court acquitted me of Mum's murder.

What happened? Hello?

- Can you hear me? - What happened?

- I don't know. - Hello? Are you awake?

Hello? What's happened?

Can you hear me?

Do you think we should call an ambulance?

Excuse me.

Good idea.

Do you need an ambulance?

- Are you okay? - Sorry...

Thank you. I'm fine.

I just felt a little dizzy. Thank you.

- Can we call someone? - Thanks, I'm fine.

How did you do?

- 150 kroner. - I have this too.

It's worth at least 1,000 kroner.

Cool.

Hello.

How are you feeling?

Fine.

Christ... You were lucky.

Did Elsa say anything?

She feels betrayed.

She thought that this would somehow make you stay.

- I'm going back to work. - Some time off might be a good idea.

- After everything that's happened? - I want to work.

Going back to normal will help me put it all behind me.

We know that you're in contact with Taariq Shirazi.

He lives with your sister, and turned up outside your flat.

Are you two screwing?

Is he that good...

...that you're willing to get mixed up in a murder case

that might be classified as terrorism?

Hello.

- Where are we? - He thinks keeping quiet is clever.

You know why you're here. Margrethe Thormod was in your club.

Why?

Who did she meet with?

If he leaves the room... I'll answer your questions.

Why? What did I do?

- Silas, tell us why she was there. - If he leaves, I'll tell you everything.

- Jonas... - Seriously?

- Margrethe was there to see Taariq. - Why?

- He doesn't know. - So he says.

- And where is Taariq now? - He won't say.

- I can't really blame him. - Is that right?

I know I should feel sorry for him - refugee, sexual minority, deported...

- But he's our main suspect. - Silas won't talk.

You shouldn't have kicked me out.

Lillian...

Saga will be discharged today. I'd like her help with the case.

- Isn't it too soon? - She thinks not.

- She's been through a lot. - She needs this.

She needs to be a detective again. And she's damn good.

And Red October are Swedish.

I'll speak to Linn.

Lillian?

Are you seriously considering bringing her in?

- Saga? - She's just been let out of prison.

- She was cleared. - Is she stable?

Like you said, she's had a hard time. Can you afford more mistakes?

- Mistakes? - Martin's in prison. Hanne lost a leg.

No one charged with several murders. The suspect killed himself.

- Finished? - I'm only trying to help.

Normally you score full marks. Your precision and speed were a bit off.

- You passed. But your score was down. - I'm out of practice.

So nothing's bothering you?

No.

Welcome back.

Can I get to work now?

Lillian wants you to work on a case with Henrik Sabroe in Denmark.

- Happy to do that? - Yes.

Start by familiarising yourself with the case.

- Feel free to use my office for now. - Good.

I'm looking at it now.

DIDN'T MURDER MARGRETHE THORMOD

It only confirms what I already know - Red October didn't do it.

Sure. I'll write a piece on it.

- Hello? - No problem.

Standard fee? Right. Okay.

No, I'll be in touch. Yes. Bye.

Not finished yet?

I thought we might go for a run.

- Hungover, are we? - Nope. I was beaten up last night.

- By who? That group? - No.

That girl you brought home, Robin S? Turns out her ex is the jealous type.

- You have to stop pretending to be me. - Sorry.

- I mean it. That was the last time. - I swear.

Scout's honour, on Mum's grave.

- So no run today, then? - No.

- A dip in the jacuzzi instead? - Patrik, I have to work.

- Then I have to go somewhere. - Right. Okay.

I'll have some breakfast.

How are the NA meetings going?

- All right. - Only all right?

No, they're good. They help.

- I have enough on my plate. - This worries you?

It is Saga, after all.

Hi.

- Ready? - Yes.

- Good to see you. - Yes.

So...

- Yes? Where's my desk? - You can sit anywhere you like.

- Why don't you have designated desks? - It boosts flexibility and creativity.

Objectivity and diligence are more important than creativity.

Just give it a go.

Where do I keep my things?

Take this with you. Go on.

- There. - You can sit over there.

- Hi. Jonas Mandrup. - Saga Norén, Malmö CID.

I know. I've heard a lot about you.

Let's hold a briefing to update Saga on the case.

No need. I've studied the material.

Red October posted a video today, claiming they didn't kill Thormod.

I know, I've seen it.

Previous posts are impossible to trace, but we're working on it.

- You questioned Silas Tuxen. Anything? - Thormod met Taariq at the club.

And he knows where Taariq is, but refuses to talk.

But what reason did she have to meet Taariq?

None. She had no reason whatsoever to contact him.

A witness claims that they met.

Perhaps he's lying, or it's a misunderstanding.

He let her in, she introduced herself. He has no reason to lie.

I see. The other day you said she was cheating on me.

Just tell me. What's going on?

You show up here making ridiculous accusations. What do you know?

We can't reveal any case-related details.

Forget the details. What do you know? Do you have any suspects?

Niels, listen. We can't say.

We'll be in touch.

I want to see where she was killed.

- The site's still sealed off. - Why? What did you find?

Was I not clear when I said we can't reveal any details?

- You were. - Crime scene findings count as details.

Why do you want to see where it happened? It would just be...awful.

- I need to, in order to move on. - She was stoned to death, Niels.

- Are you coming inside? - I'll be right in.

Hi, it's me.

No, they have nothing. Stick to the plan.

- I haven't been paid. - Thanks for reminding me.

- We said the end of the week. - I haven't forgotten.

Think that's him?

We're the ones selling.

Let's see it.

- Money first. 1,000 kroner. - Give over. Show me the passport.

The money.

- Give me the passport! - Just give it to him, Julia!

- Hey! What are you doing?! - Shut up!

What are you doing?! Let her go! I said let her go!

- Are you okay? - Yeah.

What are you doing out here?

Have you got some food...we could have?

- You sell passports for a living? - Among other things.

- Can I buy one off you? - Are you blond, 55 and called Louise?

No...

But if we get hold of one that looks like you...

Okay, thanks.

I'd better get back to work.

- Listen. Take care of yourselves. - You too.

Okay, make yourselves at home.

- We can't afford this. - Don't worry. Come on.

Here's one bedroom.

Another one here.

Bathroom, kitchen...

...and sitting room.

- Will it do for now? - It's not like I have a choice.

It's pretty dead around here, but safe. And that's the main thing.

- How come the house is vacant? - The last tenants broke our agreement.

- What agreement? - It's no big deal. I'll explain later.

Make yourselves at home. I'll help you get some furniture from the lockup later.

You can take whatever you need. Neighbours help each other out.

If you need anything, I only live down the road.

- Okay, I'll see you later. - Thanks.

It's not that bad.

We'll be fine.

Yes?

I thought we agreed that Alexis would move into the empty house.

We did. But the situation has changed.

- Frank's friends turned up. - Yes, but it isn't Frank's village. It's mine.

You know how I feel about you questioning my decisions.

Here's the key...to my place.

- Am I to stay with you? - Do you have anywhere else to go?

No.

- I'll find a flat or a hotel room. - Why not stay with me?

You live there.

Saga? Henrik? We've located Taariq.

Lillian?

- This is Henrik's and my case, right? - Yes, but I want Saga and Henrik to go.

- You're picking her over me? - She's not your competition.

Equality before competence.

Wouldn't be the first time, right?

Taariq Shirazi?

Henrik Sabroe, Copenhagen Police. We'd like a word.

Taariq! Stop!

- Taariq, stay there! - Open the door!

Hands against the wall!

Taariq, turn around! Turn around!

You called them, didn't you?

You called them!

Arsehole!

Arsehole!

Margrethe was stoned to death. A method of execution used in Iran.

You claim to be facing the death penalty if deported back to Iran.

Look at the photo.

Margrethe Thormod was responsible for your deportation.

I didn't kill her. She tried to help me.

- With what? - Money, a new passport, a new identity...

First she gets you deported, then she helps you stay?

She said she was sometimes forced to make the wrong decision,

and that the system's flawed.

- That's how she slept at night. - By breaking the law?

Being compassionate. She helped others.

- You admit to meeting her at The Cave? - Yes.

- Did she stay long? - Half an hour, maybe more.

She received a call and got very upset, and said she had to leave.

- From who? - I don't know.

- Where was she going? - No idea.

She got into a black car.

- Make? Model? - I know nothing about cars. Black.

- Did you see the number plate? - No.

Let's take a break.

It's good.

- Is it elderflower? - No.

So you own the entire village? All the houses, I mean.

Yes, since 1998, when my husband killed himself up at the plant.

Frank mentioned some kind of agreement.

We don't care where you're from,

what your beliefs are, how much or little money you have or who you sleep with.

We only care about one thing:

You must be the best versions of yourselves while you're here.

- Meaning? - You must be good people.

Take responsibility for the village, the environment, the land.

Help each other. Make an extra effort.

Be the best you can be, and pray that's enough to be allowed to stay.

Your tenancy contract.

So...tell me a bit about yourselves.

Is this your mobile phone?

Yes.

The call Margrethe received at the club, came from this phone.

It's got a GPS app on it, set to track another mobile phone.

Margrethe Thormod's.

I don't understand...

Software on your phone tracks Margrethe's phone when it's switched on,

with near-perfect accuracy.

But I... I haven't...

I don't understand. I was given this phone today.

- You were given it today? - Yes.

- Who by? - Two girls.

- Their names? - Don't know.

- Where did you meet them? - Outside the restaurant.

They're were selling this guy a passport, he tried to take it.

I stepped in and got the phone as a thank you.

- They gave you a phone, just like that. - No.

It wasn't their phone. They must have nicked it, along with the passport.

- What age were they? - Young.

14, maybe 15. I'm not sure.

One looked older than the other. Sisters, I think.

- And you've never seen them before? - No.

Two young girls, complete strangers, whose names you don't know,

tell you they're criminals and give you a mobile phone.

You don't believe me? I got it from them!

I swear, I'm telling the truth. I got it from them!

You have to believe me!

Eleven reports of pickpocketing in this area over the past two weeks.

Same MO: A girl pretends to fall ill, people rush over to help

and later discover they've been robbed.

- Where is Taariq's restaurant located? - Over here.

- So we're buying his story now? - Saga?

Forensics found two additional sets of prints on the phone.

Small, possibly girls'. No match in the database.

- What about the owner? - If it's the killer's, there will be no leads.

- Security cameras? - They've avoided them.

- What's our next move? - We'll issue a warrant for the girls.

- So we believe him, then? - We can't risk not to.

If they stole from the perpetrator, we need to find them. Detain Taariq for now.

Bye-bye! Bye-bye!

"And once in school, he just fiddles with his paper and sharpens his pencil..."

Hello! Who do we have here?

Get out.

Come on. Get out.

I'm sure other patients like you, but my daughter is terrified of clowns.

- Oh, I'm sorry. I had no idea. - I told the nurses.

Our mistake. I'm sorry. Would she like a balloon animal?

No, she wouldn't.

Hello, hello!

He's gone now.

You okay?

Shall we read some more?

- Hi, Patrik! - Hi.

- There's a girl here who hates clowns. - I know. Leonora Ramberg.

The nurses told us.

- When did they say that? - At the morning meeting.

- Where was I? - Next to me.

Well, there's a thing.

Well...see you tomorrow! Thanks for today.

"...to accept the things we cannot change,

"courage to change the things we can,

"and wisdom to know the difference."

Congrats. You must be delighted that she was cleared.

Yes. Thanks.

- Tea? - Perfect.

Cheers.

- Are you together? - What makes you think that?

It sounded that way when you spoke about her.

- It's not that simple. - You're either together or you're not.

- It doesn't work like that with her. - Why not?

Because she's...the way she is.

- How did you two meet? - I asked her to help me find the girls.

And then...one thing led to another.

- But you can't define it? - I need her more than she needs me.

That sucks.

Yeah.

- Do you know what time it is? - 10.07 pm.

- You can't be a detective 24/7. - But I am.

Let's go.

Leave it till tomorrow.

No, no, no...

That stays here.

- I'll head off now. - Fine. Thanks for today.

Are you okay?

- I can stay if you... - That won't be necessary. Thanks.

- What's on your mind? - Margrethe...

- What if she was helping this Taariq? - Do you think she was?

Sometimes she had to make decisions she didn't agree with.

In that case she did a good thing. She was a good person.

But she never told me. And we didn't have any secrets.

Do you think she was hiding something?

You believe the police? You think she was cheating on you?

I mean, did she mention anything to you? Something that could have got her killed?

No.

And she loved you.

Very much.

- What are you doing? - Looking for flats in Malmö.

When I asked you to stay here, you said you couldn't because I live here.

- I'm not good at cohabiting. - Okay.

- What about us? - We'll have sex whenever I stay over.

- Are we seeing other people? - You want to?

No, I'm only trying to figure out our relationship.

- I'll never be like Alice. - I know.

- Do you still see her? - No.

How about your children?

Yes.

- So it had nothing to do with the drugs? - No.

We weren't happy, me and Alice.

Was it a bad relationship?

We had some issues.

- You argued? - No.

She became more and more withdrawn.

Quiet.

We never spoke about it.

But I'm glad you're here.

Yes, you said.

Is that you, bro?

What are you doing?

You can't be here.

You can't... You can't be here.

Did you hear me? Get lost!

Did you hear me? I said leave!

Leave!

Go on, piss off!

- Can't sleep? - No.

We've assumed it was an unknown perpetrator.

But if you were having issues, Alice may have left voluntarily.

No way. Things weren't that bad.

- You never talked. Maybe she thought so. - She'd never have taken my kids.

- Did Alice have any female friends? - Yes.

- Why? - Women confide in each other.

- I spoke to all of them after it happened. - Your notes hardly mention it.

- No one knew anything. - Or they didn't want to tell you.

Alice didn't leave of her own accord.

She was abducted and murdered.

I need to accept that we'll never find the girls.

I'm going back to bed.

She sometimes doubted if he still loved her.

Did Alice speak to anyone about this?

She mentioned someone at work.

- Any idea who that was? - No, she never said.

- Male or female? - Male, but he was just a colleague.

She loved Henrik, in spite of everything. She'd never have taken off with the kids.

I have to go. You'll have to pay.

According to Lise, Alice was friendly with a male colleague.

There's a list of all the male employees in our records. I'm going to check it out.

- You could have asked me to come. - Then she might have held back.

- She opened up to you? - Yes.

- You want the truth? - Do I?

- That's what I'm wondering. - Yes. What did she say?

That you were much more policeman than husband.

That you went out a lot and drank too much.

That you dumped the kids on Alice, took her for granted.

- That she wasn't sure you still loved her... - Thanks, that's enough.

- But she had more to say. - I've heard enough. Thanks.

Welcome.

A neighbour raised the alarm. She found him, dead in the jacuzzi.

I spoke to the prosecutor about Richard Dahlqvist.

His links to Red October and Thormod means that the case is yours.

No obvious signs of violence.

- He didn't drown. - Heart attack?

Unlikely for a man of his age and physique.

- What's going on here? - Stay back.

- This is my house! - I have to ask you to stay inside.

- Saga Norén, Malmö CID. You are? - Richard Dahlqvist. I live here.

You have a twin brother.

Most likely he was killed, and by someone out to get you.

- Have you felt threatened? - No.

Have you had contact with Red October?

- This isn't about them. - Have you had contact with them?

- Yes. A few texts... - We'll need to see your mobile phone.

- Why? - Because of the texts.

We store stuff in here that we don't need and that might be of use to others.

Pick anything, I'll help you take it home.

- Sure you won't come with us? - Yeah, I'll stay here.

- See you later. - Bye.

Hello.

Did I give you a fright?

- Frank said I could take anything I liked. - Frank's my dad.

- Astrid. - Christoffer.

- This used to be mine. - Can I have it?

- That's why it's in here. - Right.

- I'll give you a hand. - Okay.

Go.

- I'll fetch Lillian. - Right.

- Can I help you? - I was using that desk.

So? I'm using it now. We hot-desk here.

- I heard you were in Sweden. - We'll brief you when Lillian gets here.

Right.

- Patrik Dahlqvist. - Worked as a hospital clown.

Richard Dahlqvist's twin. We believe the killer got the wrong man.

Richard was in contact with Red October.

Both brothers went to meet them, but no one showed up.

Richard later got a text telling him to go alone next time.

- So they were watching him. - Saga, you're bleeding.

- Where's Richard now? - In protective custody in a Malmö hotel.

- Red October's video? - Nothing.

- Everyone leaves a digital footprint. - Not these guys.

Or you just can't find it.

- My favourite cop! - Right.

I've missed you.

- How are you? - Fine. What have you found?

- I've just begun. - You've had access to the body for hours.

You or me? Who's it to be?

Here.

Use some of this.

You'll soon get used to it again.

So what did we say? You or me?

- You can't have come up with much yet. - I have a decent theory.

He bit his tongue. Had some form of seizure.

Lesions on the palm.

Burns.

Blisters.

- He was electrocuted. - Bravo.

Ida, the cops! Run!

- Where to now? - Away from here. We need to lie low.

Let's go to Malmö?

Hello.

Hello.

- Hi, John. Welcome. - Thanks.

- You can sit there. - Okay. Hello.

- Hello there. - Jonas Mandrup. And you are?

John Lundqvist, IT expert from Malmö. I'm here to help out.

Is that so? Great.

If you need anything, just ask. Begin with Richard Dahlqvist's phone.

Patrik died from an electric shock.

- Could the jacuzzi be faulty? - Not according to Forensics.

It doesn't fit with how he was found. Someone placed the body like that.

- Any news on the girls? - We found their hideout. They escaped.

Okay. Maybe we should request more help from Sweden?

- We need to start being proactive. - I see.

Saga, Henrik, head over to Malmö.

Text Red October from Richard's phone and set up a meeting. We'll monitor him.

- Aren't we putting him at risk? - Not if we do this right.

Where are the guards?

Where the hell is he?

Come on. We're heading back! I'll call Linn.

Saga? Saga!

Saga...

Saga, what's wrong?

Are you okay?

Saga, calm down. Breathe.

Calm down. Breathe.

Pull over, come on...

- What's going on? - I don't know.

I don't know...

Thanks.

Subtitles by Elisabeth Lantz Svensk Medietext