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Stoning, electrocution, poison.

- All execution methods. - How many methods are there?

Those three, firing squad, hanging, gas, decapitation.

So there are four to go?

- Where was your car on the 28th? - At the garage.

- Where were you? - In Hamburg with my wife.

- You knew the woman who got stoned? - I knew who she was, that's all.

The toxin that killed Leonora appears to have come from the deadly cone snail.

It's eight years since they disappeared. Maybe I should put it behind me.

Good to hear you say that. Really.

- I'm pregnant. - And I'm the father?

Yes, I've only had sex with myself and you in the last two years.

We've found some new tenants. She's had a tough time.

We've got newcomers here.

Is that you, Frank?

Hello, Sofie...

Did you really think you could hide from me? For fuck's sake, Sofie.

It may take some time, but I'll always find you.

- Come on. - Can't you just leave?

You'd like that, wouldn't you? So you can be with your boyfriend.

He's helped me and Christoffer, that's all.

He's a good person, everyone here is.

Come on now. Sofie...

Don't force me to do something bad.

Come on.

- Hi, Sofie. - Hi.

- How are you? - I'm good. This is Dan Brolund, a friend.

- Harriet. - Hi. Dan.

Do you have a minute?

We're helping the Anderssons this weekend. What would you like to do?

- Can we do it later? We're in a hurry. - It won't take a moment.

Didn't you hear her? We haven't got time, okay?

We mind our own business here, Dan Brolund, but...

If we need the police, we call them.

I know where you live. And I'll be back, you got that?

Yes.

Look there!

Hey!

What the hell are you doing with my son?

- Keep walking. You shouldn't be here. - Come here, Christoffer.

- Leave the boy alone. Go now. - He's not your boy!

- Don't do anything stupid, Dan. - You leave my family alone, understand?

- You stay far away from my family! - Dad!

Leave him alone.

But, Christoffer... It's people like him who ruin it between you, me and Mum.

Let's go and get Mum.

Christoffer, come...

Christoffer? It's going to be all right.

It's going to be all right. It was an accident.

I'll take care of it.

Is it true that sharks die if they stop swimming?

Most sink as they lack swim bladders. A few are obligate ram breathers.

Who die if they stop swimming?

Who stop breathing if they stop swimming.

- And then they die? - Unless they start swimming again.

Hi, Lene Jensen. You wanted to talk to me?

Saga Norén, Malmö CID.

Conus geographus. It's not a snail people keep at home.

Its toxin is lethal, and it eats fish.

- We know. Do you have any here? - Yes, a couple.

We need a list of everyone who has access to them.

- Of course. - If anyone keeps them, can we find out?

You don't have to register them.

- They're used to produce medicine. - Yes.

Do you know the nearest production facility?

There are none in Denmark nor in Sweden...

I didn't ask where they're not, but where the nearest facility is.

In Germany, as far as I know. Hamburg.

I was making a delivery in Sweden.

- Someone nicked the cargo. - Are you talking about guns?

I found out that it was Dimitri. Dimitri Vassilij.

- I shot his henchman. - You're confessing to serious crimes.

I want you to find the bastard who killed Leonora.

You killed Leonora.

He's going to die.

Whatever you do to protect him, wherever you put him...

- He's going to die. - We'll have to find him first.

Do you recognise any of these people?

Dan. Dan Brolund.

Is it him?

Dan Brolund was running cocaine for William Ramberg in the early '00s.

Served nine months for it.

William ended their partnership when the guns were stolen.

So Dan Brolund is linked to two victims.

It seems coincidental he took Margrethe Thormod to the gay bar.

Maybe.

Forensics confirmed it was Margrethe Thormod's hair they found in Morgan's car.

And Margrethe knew Malene Sonning.

The Sonnings' Hamburg visit hasn't been confirmed?

If they were there, that's where the cone snail toxin is extracted.

There you go.

You knew Margrethe Thormod?

Well, knew... We were in the same organisation.

- What was your relationship like? - We didn't have one.

She wasn't competing with you for the chair?

- Where did you get that from? - Just answer the question.

We had different views on how to best make a difference.

- So she was competing for the chair? - Some might interpret it that way...

Sorry to interrupt, but if I understand correctly, you're linking the murder

of Margrethe Thormod with those of Patrik Dahlqvist and Leonora Ramberg?

What would my client's motive be?

- We can't discuss that. - Because you have no motive.

You only have hair from a car that my client couldn't have been in.

- Because they say they were in Hamburg. - Here are some pictures from Hamburg.

- Date stamped, as you can see. - We need the original files to verify them.

Certainly. While you're verifying them, I trust that my client is free to go.

- Aren't these coincidences strange? - Don't answer.

No comment.

I've talked to every man on the list of Alice's colleagues.

None socialised with her outside work.

And she didn't talk to them about problems at home.

- You believe them? - Yes.

And even if any of them is lying, it would be hard to prove.

I have to close the case, I can't get any further.

You tried. It is the way it is.

I just have to learn to live with it.

There you are.

Morgan Sonning's alibi for Patrik's death and when the clown was in the hospital.

The Sonnings are each other's alibi for all three murders.

It seems to suffice, we have to let Morgan go.

- What else did he say? - The usual.

Hamburg, the car at the garage, curious when the homo called...

His name was Taariq. Taariq Shirazi.

- How fucking difficult can that be? - When Taariq called, okay?

Here are the pictures from Hamburg. They have to be verified as genuine.

If they were in Hamburg... Who was driving Morgan's car?

Fun to drive, eh?

- It's fantastic. Have you tried it? - No. I'd like to keep my job.

Let me know if you change your mind. I'd love some company.

What are you doing?

What are you doing here? Why aren't you at home?

They called, I had to see a customer. What are you doing?

- I borrowed a car. - You've got a car.

Yes, but I borrowed one that was fun to drive. To relax.

- How did you get into the lockbox? - Are you kidding?

2330, you use the same PIN for everything.

Hey, it's not the end of the world, is it?

- What if something had happened? - It didn't, it never has.

- What? Have you done this before? - Stop it now.

Come, we have to go shopping for the party.

Come on.

- What's that? - Prunes.

- You want some? - No thanks.

Is it something you're craving because you're pregnant?

- No, I'm constipated. - Okay.

My breasts have grown bigger, did you notice?

No.

They have. The areolas too.

I hadn't noticed.

I thought about what you said. Your suggestion.

I want it. I want the baby.

Right. Good.

You said you want nothing to do with it. But we can still see each other?

Yes, you can get a babysitter now and again.

Yes... Yes, I can.

Christoffer...

Christoffer.

Let's go.

- We can still call the police. - We moved the body.

- It was an accident. - Yes, it was.

But what if they don't believe it? After everything he did to you.

I understand that this is awful for you. But it wasn't your fault.

Don't forget that. It wasn't your fault.

You can't say anything. Not even to your mum.

Can you manage that?

I have to say something.

Okay. Say that... Say that we ran into him.

And I threatened him and said he'd be in big trouble if he ever came back.

Christoffer? Christoffer.

Look at me.

If this gets out, I won't be able to protect you anymore. You understand?

We ran into him, I threatened him and said he'd be in trouble if he came back.

You can manage this. You're strong.

Dan's been here. He knows where we live, we can't stay.

I'm so sorry, darling, but we're not safe here.

- He won't be back. - He knows where we live, so he will.

Frank took care of it. We ran into him in the woods.

And Frank threatened him and said he'd be in big trouble if he ever came back.

We're safe here, Mum.

He won't be back.

We have no more questions, but we may come back.

- What did they want? - My brother's bloody car again.

- They've already asked about that. - Yes.

- So what did you say? - That the key was locked in.

- And we were at the hospital. - Exactly.

Exactly.

- What? - Nothing.

I want you to make a list.

Of what?

The people you think have affected you the most.

- In what way? - Any which way. Positive or negative.

Those you think have influenced your life the most.

Who made you who you are.

There are other factors than people that made me who I am.

I know that. But I'd love to have a list anyway.

- Have you had any more panic attacks? - No, but I still sleep badly.

I can prescribe tranquilisers if you think it will help.

No, I'm in week 7, an important stage of foetal development.

I won't expose it to any risks.

- You're pregnant? - Yes, with my colleague Henrik.

Then that's one name for the list.

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY

Hello?

- Hi, Henrik, it's me. - Hello?

- It's Kevin. - Kevin? Yes?

I...

Are you at a party?

No, I'm in a bar. I've had a few drinks...

And I think I need something stronger, if you get my drift.

No, you're not doing that, Kevin. Where are you?

- Around the side of the station. - I'll be right there. Don't touch a thing.

Today it's four years since my dad died.

I'm sorry.

He gave me my first joint when I turned 17. Said it was about time.

Okay...

And this...

We were going to see them at Old Trafford.

It never happened.

He died and...

I started messing with drugs.

Finally I thought I could fly off a balcony.

That didn't turn out so well.

He was very good at making promises. And you believed him.

Everyone liked him, even though he was a real shit, you know.

He was still my father.

Thanks for coming. I had no one else to call.

You can always call me.

We can't stay. We have to leave, now.

- Why? - Because he'll be back.

- No, Mum, he won't be back. - Yes, he will. He'll never give up.

- Do you understand? - No.

I'm really sorry about this, but we have to leave, that's just the way it is.

- No! - Listen to what I'm fucking saying!

We can't stay, because he'll kill us!

He'll never be back, I shot him.

In the woods, Mum. It was an accident, I tripped.

He's...dead?

It was an accident.

An accident.

Of course it was.

You mustn't tell Frank that you know.

No. Come here.

I've got you.

- Are you here? - Yes.

I made a list of people who've been important to me.

Hans meant a lot to me.

Most people who've meant something have either died or...

...been lost in other ways.

You've got Henrik.

You're good for each other.

- How do you know that? - I can see it.

I see.

Look after what you've got. It'll be gone before you know it.

I think Henrik means more to you than you perhaps realise.

Good night.

MISSING

- Hello, are you here? - Unfortunately.

- How close are you to an arrest? - Not very close.

- You're under observation. - Aren't I always?

Even more so now. It seems every leak originates here.

EXECUTIONER BEHIND THREE MURDERS?

- You can't afford any more mistakes. - I didn't know I'd made any.

Taariq Shirazi was released.

We thought he knew more than he let on. And he did.

- He shot himself. - Because of the threat of deportation.

Two homeless girls involved in this case have stayed with one of your detectives.

- Who told you that? - Is it true?

It was either a safe home environment or a night in a cell.

- Which would also have been criticised. - I'm on your side.

But that's not enough if you don't get control.

- I'd like you to help me with something. - Yes?

I want you to check out these numbers.

- One of them is Jonas'. - They're all Jonas'.

I want to know who he's calling. Texts, Skype, the lot.

He mustn't know, as I'm sure you understand.

- Do you really want to risk this? - I have to.

- This doesn't feel right. - Too bad, because it's an order.

Are you sure it's not too soon?

Yes, it's fine. It will be good to get started again.

- As long as you can handle it. - Of course I can.

Thanks.

My name's Niels Thormod, I'm a psychologist and here to help you.

- With what? Getting us out of here? - I understand that you want that.

They can't just lock us in, we haven't done shit!

- Can you tell me your names? - We want to talk to Henrik. The cop.

If I'm going to help you, you have to tell me your names.

Can't you hear what I'm saying? We want to talk to Henrik.

- Talk to me first. - We won't say shit.

We want to talk to Henrik.

- When did you get home yesterday? - Late.

- Have you slept? - Al little.

- What's that? - A list for you.

Of things I shouldn't eat because it would affect the foetus adversely.

- You'll eat here often? - Yes, you're a good cook.

- You're not looking for another flat? - Not presently.

Are you planning to live here?

Yes. But lower your expectations, I'm no good at it.

- It's been fine so far. - I tried cohabiting once.

- It failed. - But that wasn't with me.

Henrik Sabroe.

Okay, I'll be right there.

I have to go. See you at work.

We're sorry we nicked your stuff. We like you, so that was stupid.

Where are the necklaces?

There was one with a heart and one with a palm print.

- We sold them. - Okay. Goodbye.

- Wait! - We saw him.

My sister saw him. The guy we stole the phone from. That murderer.

Really?

- Try longer hair. - And you said it was dark?

Yes, dark.

Brown eyes.

A bit closer together.

I have to go. Get that to us when it's done.

Will you be back?

- Maybe. - Make the nose a bit bigger.

They saw the car here yesterday. It was still here today, so they called the police.

- Is it Dan Brolund's taxi? - Yes.

No signs of violence in or around the car.

What was he doing out here?

There's a village close to here.

We're done with you.

He was here yesterday. Threatened and tried to abduct his ex-wife.

- Very unpleasant, the little I saw. - Who's his ex-wife?

Sofie Björk. She and her son have lived here for a little over a week.

Did you report the threat and abduction attempt?

I didn't. I don't know what Sofie did.

Why didn't you report it?

We try to manage as best we can here, without outside interference.

- "We"? - In the village.

- My village. - It's your village?

- Yes. And I decide who can live here. - And who can live here?

Good people, honest, helpful, understanding, likeable.

So you're trying to create an ideal society? That's a utopia. It won't work.

- Don't you believe in the good in people? - I don't think anyone is solely good.

If goodness can be defined at all.

Man's longing for the perfect life has never been possible to realise.

- So you think one should stop trying? - No, I'm just saying you won't succeed.

If we could leave the philosophy aside, we'd like to hear more about Dan Brolund.

- The police are here. At Harriet's. - For Dan?

- They found his taxi nearby. - Shit, I can't do this.

- Christoffer... - Let's tell them. It wasn't on purpose!

No. But we talked about this. Why would they believe you?

He abused you for years. Think about the consequences.

You're 17, you can be charged with murder. You're all that Sofie has.

Go somewhere. Stay away. I'll take care of this.

Okay. Okay, thanks, Frank.

- This is Frank. - Frank Wahlgren, hi.

I've been helping Sofie with... everything that's happened.

- He's helped me a lot. - Saga Norén, Malmö CID.

This is Henrik Sabroe from the Copenhagen police.

- Sabroe? - Yes.

- And Norén? - Yes.

Do you want to come in? You want some coffee?

- No. - Yes, please.

Then Harriet stopped us outside here.

Then he left. And I haven't seen him since.

He doesn't appear to have returned to his taxi.

- I don't know. - And none of you have seen him since?

No.

Are you sure you've never seen any of these people before? With him, maybe?

I think I recognise him.

From where?

I think he's a taxi driver.

Thank you. For not mentioning Christoffer.

Christoffer told me you ran into Dan.

- What else did he say? - Nothing.

He said you made him leave.

But what if he comes back?

We'll just have to see.

Christoffer?

Are you crying?

It's my dad.

What about him?

The first time he hit me, I was three.

I can't remember it, but Mum told me.

It was best when he was in prison.

I used to wish that he'd never get out.

Is that why you never talk about him?

Because he's in prison?

Amongst other things.

Has your dad ever hit you?

No. He's good.

He does the best he can.

What do you mean by that?

Nothing. He's good.

But it hasn't been that easy for him. Or for us...

Has it got to do with your mum? You never talk about her either.

Amongst other things.

I like you.

I like you too.

- We talked about this thing with Dan... - Yes...

I was thinking...

Wouldn't it be just as well if you moved in with me?

There are plenty of rooms. You can each have your own.

Christoffer and Astrid like each other. You'll feel safer.

Theo's son could have this, and it would ease the tension between you.

Yes...

You know what? Forget it. If you don't want to, then...

- No... - I just want to help you.

- But if you don't want my help... - That's not it.

Well, if you want to stay in the house I got you, then do. You know best.

Wait!

We'll do it.

We'll move in with you.

Okay. That's good.

- I saw the cake. - It's great, isn't it?

- It's in the shape of a baby. - I know.

I sent Lotte a picture of the baby, thinking she'd transfer it to the icing.

Instead she made a whole baby cake. She's great.

It will be like we're eating our child.

It's just a cake. Tobias...

- Did you get the balloons? - Knock knock!

Hi! We got here a bit early in case you need some help.

It looks great. But there isn't much room to do anything that needs doing.

We're so excited about what name you've chosen.

He's so cute... He'll be a real charmer one day, with those eyes.

- Anything we can do? - I've got some helium balloons to inflate.

Of course you do.

- You can pick him up if you want. - No thanks, I...

I need to talk to you about something.

Hello?

- Hello, darling. - Hello, Mum.

I'm so happy you came.

- Tobias? Will you come and help? - Coming!

Is that him?

According to the little pickpockets, yes.

- Morgan Sonning? - Yes. Or someone else.

- But it could be Sonning. - Maybe, but we need more to take him in.

- Where's Saga? - She had something to do in Malmö.

What do we do with him? Send the photo to the media?

We'll just get a lot of useless tips that will take up our time.

What if he kills again and we could have been prepared? It wouldn't look good.

Everything we investigate ends up in the press.

- So what do we do? - We wait.

Lillian! Lillian!

- Sorry for interrupting. You're busy. - What can I do for you?

- The other night... - I can explain.

No need.

A restaurant, white tablecloths, waiters...very much like a date.

- Too much. - I understand.

- Have you had lunch? - No.

- Do you eat lunch? - Yes.

- Thank you. - Thanks.

- There you go. - Thanks.

- Ketchup? - Yes, please.

How are things at the prosecutor's?

Quite a tense atmosphere right now.

You know my colleague Vibeke? You know how much she loves her horse?

Is it the one she had a couple of years ago...Nicki?

I remember when it had an operation. Vibeke chose to stay with the horse

rather than attend her husband's 50th birthday party.

And sure enough, they're divorced now.

Anyway, some jerks gassed it to death last night.

- The horse. - Gassed?

Yes, they sent a video that shows how they did it.

Mind if we take this back to the office?

- Of course. Thank you. - Have a good day!

There you go.

A little foot.

There you go.

I got a foot.

Sonny Tybolt Johansson. You didn't tell her guys with Y names are criminals?

- Not easy, considering her ex. - He'll go straight to special needs class.

They don't have them anymore, and Y names are fine in Denmark.

You'd better save him by moving there then.

Shit!

- You're not invited. - I don't want to be here either.

- What the hell are you doing here? - Hi, darling.

- Hi, Grandma. - I just wanted to see if it was true.

- That you're shitting on my son. - I moved on. Like normal people do.

You're not a normal person.

- You're a cheap little slut. - Go to hell!

Don't touch me! Don't you touch me.

Hi, Solveig. Bye, Solveig.

Dead pixels.

In the same place as in the clown video. So it's filmed with the same camera.

Why didn't he send a video of the two first murders?

- Are we sure he didn't? - Not that we know.

- Look again. - What's happened?

We got another video. A horse being gassed to death.

A horse?

Look. There are some random frames before the film starts.

Go back and freeze-frame.

Morgan Sonning has exactly that watch.

- Is that enough? Can we take him in? - Yes.

- Hi. - Hi.

This isn't funny anymore. I'm not saying a word until my lawyer gets here.

Okay.

Sit down, please.

Okay, what the hell do you want to know?

This... That's you.

Maybe so. Why?

- The camera that filmed that... - A Hero4 Silver Edition, 4,000 kronor.

- Where is that now? - I thought you had it. It was in the car.

- The car Margrethe Thormod was in? - Yes. My Audi.

- How convenient for you. - M-hm.

- You haven't missed the camera? - Not particularly.

But as I said, I thought you had it.

Was there anything else?

Have you got a minute?

Can I go now?

We recreated some deleted files from the spam filter in Richard Dahlqvist's PC.

Get out! Get out of here!

The same dead pixels?

- Did Thormod receive a video too? - Jonas is there now.

- How's it going with Morgan Sonning? - He said the camera was in the Audi.

- He can stay a while. - Why?

We're checking something.

They can't see you, but you can see them.

Good.

Take a good look. Is one of these men the one you stole the phone from?

I don't know.

Just take a good look.

No. No, no.

Don't look at your sister. Look at those men.

Do you recognise any of them?

I never saw him.

We made it all up. We wanted to get away from here and go to your house.

Sorry.

You know one of those men could go to prison because of you?

Out! Out!

- What's going on? - Get out of here, both of you! Get out!

If those two want to contact us again, don't call me, okay?

Now go!

Okay, what have we got to work on?

Hamburg police are checking the Sonnings' photos.

But everything points to them having been there.

- The toxin from that snail? - Impossible to trace.

And no employee at Blue Planet is linked to the case.

- So we can take that down. - We can forget him too.

- Damn! - Bad day?

We have to shift our focus because of the horse.

The horse was clearly meant to target Vibeke.

Like Leonora's death targeted William.

So the victims aren't the victims.

It's their loved ones who are meant to suffer.

That's why they received a video.

Niels Thormod, Richard Dahlqvist...

...William Ramberg, Vibeke Jacobsen.

There must be a connection between them.

- Yes. - That's bloody brilliant.

Then we know where to start tomorrow.

What's happening?

- What? - Just a bit of cramp.

- In your stomach? - Yes.

Is it the baby?

- Should we get it checked out? - No.

Just to be on the safe side?

I got rid of it.

Earlier today when I stayed behind in Malmö. That's the reason.

Henrik?

Henrik!

Your reaction tells me that I may need to explain more.

I did it so that we can stay together.

I can't be here if there's a child here, you know I can't.

And I want to stay with you.

What the hell were you thinking?

I just...told you.

- You think I want to be with you now? - You seemed to like having me here.

- That was before you killed my baby. - It wasn't a baby.

An embryo, a foetus, call it what the fuck you want. Get out of my sight.

- But I thought you'd understand. - Understand what?

You don't fucking know me at all. Get lost.

When you're in love, the brain's reward system releases neurotransmitters

such as serotonin and dopamine.

There's also an increase of the hormone oxytocin.

Go!

Oxytocin can affect memory and serotonin can cause sleeplessness.

But mostly they give you euphoria.

I think I'm in love with you.

I don't think you're in love, because I don't think you're capable of love.

You have no idea what it is. Just leave.

Get out.

POLICE ALERTED, BUT DIDN'T ACT

Lillian!

I think I've found the connection. I've got the link.

It's Tommy. This is all about Tommy.

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