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I know where Astrid is. I'm absolutely sure.

I'm sorry. I wish it were different.

As you all know, Lillian has had a terrible shock. She'll be taking time off.

Jonas Mandrup will take the reins.

I checked Jonas' telephone. He's called a prepaid phone several times.

Every time we've had a leak from the investigation.

Why do you think Tuxen is here?

You can use nice people.

As soon as we get a chance, we're off.

- Say hello to my friend. - Hi.

I'm Susanne.

How could I be so bloody stupid? They used me.

- They were good. - And I'll have to be better.

- Do you know where they hang out? - Nørreport.

They usually hang out in that area.

- Want me to look for them? - That'd be great.

I'll call you when I've been ticked off for losing them. Bye-bye.

Oops, sorry!

- Why don't we go to the police? - They'll lock us up again.

But this time we could really help them.

They'll say "thanks" and lock us up.

I'd like to speak to Henrik Sabroe. He investigates murders.

Okay, thanks.

He's not answering. Can I take a message?

Tell him it's the girls who stayed and that we know who it is now.

He's to meet us by the octopus in Black Square.

"He's to meet them by the octopus in Black Square."

- That's it. - Your name?

He'll know who it is. It's urgent.

But I need to...

- Saga! Do you have a moment? - Yes.

We've been through all the Tuxen material. Look...

- He's held at gunpoint. - Someone's there.

Same when he stole the digger.

We can't see the passenger side, but a shadow is following him.

He's being forced to do it. Not surprising, considering he was shot later.

- Executed. - No, shot.

But the people closest to them, Tuxen's sister and Krabbe's wife...

- ...had no links with Tommy. - So not among the intended victims.

No.

- Anything else? - Yes.

The hand on the headrest. Gloveless by the look of it.

- Why didn't you tell me right away? - Wouldn't be half as much fun.

That's what I usually say...

You've become odd since you started having sex.

- Great work. - Thanks.

Thanks.

Good morning.

I let you sleep.

Take a seat.

I've made American pancakes.

You used to have them only on Sundays.

Anything in particular you want to do today?

We're going back to the hospital, but not till the afternoon.

I'd like to go home.

Back to the village?

All my things are there.

- I can have them sent over here. - I'd like to go home.

Saga? Barbara told me about the video.

- Any fingerprints? - Yes. I've sent them for analysis.

- This is Saga Norén, Malmö CID. - It's me.

- I know. - So why the whole business card?

It isn't. There's title, visiting address and phone number on my card as well.

- Could you bring my stuff home? - Yes.

- How are you doing, you and Astrid? - How are we doing? Well...

- It's hard. - I can imagine.

- Her memories of you must be hazy. - Saga...

- You must be like a stranger to her. - Listen, I have to go.

- Speak later. - Yes.

The girls that stayed know who it is. They'll meet him by the octopus.

What if he doesn't come?

- How long do we wait? - I don't know.

Okay, let's go. Come on!

I took them to the cinema to reward them for showing trust.

And then Ida got car sick, so they got out...

I'm sorry, I need to answer this.

- Have you found them? - No, I've looked.

I've asked around but no one's seen them.

- Any other places they could be? - Not that I know of. Maybe...

They stayed with this policeman...

Henrik Sabroe.

- Where does he live? - Don't know, but you can find out.

I'll find him.

- Now what do we do? - He's got to come home.

I'm hungry.

- He's got food. Want to break in? - Won't he just get angry again?

Ida, run!

Ida!

No!

How do you feel about that?

I'll go to my room.

- Do you want me to help? - No.

- Are you done? - We need to go to one more place.

- What are you doing here? - Looking for two girls.

- What girls? - Julia and Ida are their names.

They ran away when Niels was taking them to the cinema.

- And you think they might be here? - They spent a night or two here.

- Yes. Two. - I thought it'd be worth looking here.

Saga Norén, Malmö CID.

- We have a fingerprint match. - Whose are they?

Susanne Winter's.

This is Saga Norén, Malmö CID, requesting backup.

Come on.

It's this one.

ANNA BELOVED DAUGHTER AND SISTER

It's really nice.

I come here every week.

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

I miss her too.

The girls will tell us if you don't.

You abducted them and you shot Saga. It's over, Susanne.

Or should that be Stephanie?

It was Stephanie.

When I was with Tommy.

I knew what he was doing. That it was dangerous.

So we never used my real name.

Tommy was going to leave Nicole and start over with me.

But you just dumped him.

Just left him in the lurch.

I loved him.

Do you understand?

Great, now we know that.

Let's sort out the details.

Let's begin with Margrethe Thormod.

I called her and said that Niels had had an accident.

Then I picked her up at that gay bar.

But you didn't kill her until the next day?

She was going to Norway so I had to take her before she left.

- Since when can we watch interviews? - Since I've wanted to.

- And you, are you back now? - Just visiting. Then we'll see.

- Do you want to see the rest? - I have a meeting.

- See you later. - Okay, see you.

I didn't know Moyo was here.

I only knew he wasn't at home, so when Henrik appeared...

...I had to improvise.

- So you shot him. - Yes.

In the leg.

The plan was for him to suffer, like the others.

It would have worked if it weren't for your damn vest.

And Morgan Sonning's car? Why take it?

I didn't know whose car it was.

- I just wanted to involve Nicole. - How did you get hold of the key?

I handed in my car and saw Tobias open the cabinet. The code is 2330.

- And the poison that killed Leonora? - I bought it on the Darknet.

You can order murders there as well. It's cheap.

But I wanted to do it myself.

Six out of seven.

Not bad.

You kept Margrethe Thormod locked up for 24 hours. Where?

She was talkative.

Some serial killers are boastful. They want to show how smart they are.

- Even if it locks them up for life. - Stand by for blast!

- Some even obstruct their own lawyers. - All clear!

We've been under a lot of pressure,

but we have a perpetrator, material evidence and a confession.

We've closed a major case. And I want to thank you all.

You too, from across the bridge - you're okay once you get to know you.

You're all really good. Cheers everybody!

- Don't you want a drink, Saga? - What's the point of blunting your mind?

- What's this? - A report. I fired my weapon.

We'll live.

Do you know what? I think it's a shame you're leaving.

I've got some paperwork, so I'll be here a few more days.

Yes, of course.

Lillian!

Won't you stay and celebrate? Even if it was solved under my command.

No, thanks. I'll celebrate later.

Hi.

- What are you doing? - I'm packing my things.

I won't live here now that Astrid is back.

No... Perhaps that's for the best.

- Where is she? - She's staying overnight at the hospital.

- Where will you live? - I don't know yet.

I can go wherever I like. The case is closed.

- Right. - Susanne Winter was Tommy's lover.

She wanted revenge. She felt you condemned him to death.

That's why she used those methods to kill.

- Are you in a hurry? - No.

Want to stay for a while?

Do you want to have sex?

No... "It's no secret this has been a complex investigation.

"But I have to say that the cooperation with"...

Hello. I didn't know that you were going to be here.

Do you start, and then introduce me? Or how do we do it?

You won't be there.

Lillian is taking over.

Okay.

But...couldn't we at least do it together?

You can't make it. You and I are going to talk about the leaks.

Come with me.

If I'd known the girls were in the boot I wouldn't have fired my gun.

How are they?

The youngest has a broken arm and concussion.

They fled from a murderer and came to my house?

Yes.

- Where are they now? - In hospital.

- At Rigshospitalet? - No, Bispebjerg.

We went to the village today.

Why?

Astrid wanted to pick up some things.

She has that book, and a secret room

with...lots of costumes.

- Could be dissociative identity disorder. - And what's that?

You develop different personalities to deal with trauma.

- She knows she dresses up. - But does she know why?

Right...

Anyway...

All the characters have one thing in common.

They were all let down by their parents.

You didn't let them down. They were taken from you.

Yes.

I found this in Frank Wahlgren's house.

Anna...

She died from a ruptured appendix.

The bastard wouldn't take her to the hospital.

I never saw her get that old. He did.

And on her gravestone, he's written: "Beloved daughter".

- You're not going to do anything silly? - Like what?

Like Martin.

No, no. Don't worry.

That's what my mother did.

What?

She cut me out of pictures of me and Jennifer.

We're so fucked up, the two of us.

We've managed quite well considering the psychosocial difficulties we've had.

I think we're good.

Keep it.

- I don't live here any longer. - No, but keep it anyway.

See you.

Yes.

You changed from another degree when you entered Police College.

Yes, microbiology.

How long did you study that subject?

If you know that I studied it, I'm sure you know for how long.

Two years.

But I don't know why you quit.

- I wanted to be a police officer. - Why?

I changed my mind.

- Two months after your sister's suicide. - Yes.

Do you think there's a connection?

Is that what you think?

We talked about it a while ago: guilt.

- Do you remember that? - Yes.

I have the feeling that you think that if you were...

...more like others...

...you'd have seen what was going on with Jennifer.

Understood what she was planning. Is that the case?

I'm sure you did everything you could to help your sister,

based on the knowledge you had at the time.

Right?

Yes.

You didn't do anything wrong.

You're not guilty of anything.

Are you saying I'm a police officer...

...because of a sense of guilt?

Everything you told me in our first session...

Wasn't it all about that? Guilt.

Perhaps you don't need to be a police officer.

But I am a police officer. What else would I be?

I don't know. You have to answer that question.

If you let go of all obligations and ask yourself what you want.

Then what do you want?

- Hi. How are you? - Why are you here?

I heard you were here, so I wanted to see how you were.

Fine. We're fine.

- You can't live with me. - We wouldn't want to anyway.

I'd like to stay in touch.

- We don't want your help. - Fine.

If you change your mind, my number's here.

Hope your arm gets better soon.

- Hi. Do we have an appointment? - No.

- But I need your help. - I'll do my best.

Congratulations. I heard you cracked that case in Denmark.

- It comprised Sweden too. - Congratulations anyway.

So, how can I help you?

These are my mother's diaries.

There are entries in them. These could be names of drugs.

The numbers could be dosage.

Take these as your starting point and go through Jennifer's records again.

I saw you on TV. I didn't know you were back.

- I am. - Well, I...

I'm on my way out, but I wanted to stop by and see if you were here.

You are.

- Where are you going? - I'm off to get something to eat.

Would you like company? We could go to a fancy place with white tablecloths...

- If you like. - Yes. That sounds good.

Good.

- I've looked at the material. - I know. That's why I'm here.

I took the substances and the dosages from the diaries

and compared them with your sister's medical records.

- Why she was admitted, her symptoms... - I understand. No need to explain.

I consulted a colleague to make sure.

- What was your conclusion? - Your sister's medical history...

...could be the result of having been administered

with that dosage of those drugs.

So my mother made Jennifer ill?

Judging by the material at hand:

Yes, that's highly likely.

- She did have Munchausen by proxy? - I repeat:

Judging by the material at hand: yes.

Are you okay?

- I was right. - I'm with Astrid. Can we talk later?

My mother - she did have Munchausen by proxy.

- Okay. - I...just wanted to tell someone.

- Great. Can we talk later? - Yes.

Bye.

I wasn't sure you'd come.

You had some information about my case.

And apologise for what I did to you.

- What did you want to tell me? - I saw you caught her.

She who killed all those people.

She's detained on reasonable grounds.

I just wanted to explain that...

She came here.

- Susanne Winter came here? - I don't know her name...

...but I saw a photo of the woman you've arrested, and she was here.

- Is this her? - That's her.

She made me do what I did to you.

She asked you to hurt me?

To kill you, actually.

So she...

She wanted me to decapitate you.

I didn't want to do it, but she had photos of Cecilia.

Remember? My daughter who's with another mum now.

- I sent that story to her. - Yes, I remember her.

She had photos of Cecilia.

They would do terrible things to her if I didn't do as she said.

"They"?

Did she say "they" would do terrible things?

No, she said "we", but that becomes "they" when I tell you about it.

Yes.

And she gave you photos?

- Do you still have them? - Yes.

Find out where and when these were taken.

Is there anything that says by whom?

- Where did you get them? - From a woman I was in prison with.

- Is it to do with the case? - Yes.

It doesn't add up.

Barbara?

- Are these right? - Which?

These times.

- Yes. - And these?

Mm-hm, yes.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

Were you with Susanne the morning your wife was abducted?

Yes. We used to have breakfast once a month in a café.

- We'd talk about all kinds of things. - Are these times correct?

Yes, I had a meeting at 10.30.

We left at 10.20. I remember that as I was late.

Thank you.

- You're not welcome here. - I don't need to be. It's police business.

Send someone else.

I would have to report you for obstructing an official function.

- You're joking? - No.

What do you want?

Was Susanne Winter a customer just before your brother's car disappeared?

- Don't know. - Could you check?

- What was her name? - It still is her name: Susanne Winter.

No Susanne Winter here.

A car with the registration number FT845 39?

No.

Recognise her?

No, I don't.

- Anything else? - No. You can return to work.

Close the door and sit down.

Susanne Winter didn't use her alibi for when Margrethe Thormod was abducted.

- Because her alibi doesn't check out. - But it does.

Susanne Winter left Niels and the café at 10.20...here.

Margrethe was picked up outside the gay club at 10.40... here.

I drove the fastest route.

It took 27 minutes.

Seven minutes could be down to traffic.

No. I had the blue lights on and started outside the café.

Susanne had to fetch her car so that Niels wouldn't see it.

She can't possibly have had the time to pick up Margrethe.

And she never handed in her car at Tobias' garage.

Even if she handed in a car under a false name,

you can't see the key cabinet from the reception.

- You don't think it's her? - I know she hasn't acted alone.

Do you like it?

Why do you ask that all the time? I'll tell you if I don't like my food.

I saw Frank.

- Why? - Because I'm trying to understand.

Understand what?

Understand how you were.

What it was like.

It was what it was.

We lived there with him.

You were both dead.

He was, or became, like a father.

Everything's so strange now.

It's wrong, somehow, even though it's right.

We were there for a long time.

Yes.

Will he get out again?

Yes, he will - at some point in time.

But he won't get anywhere near you, and he'll never come here.

Unless you really want it.

Why would I?

As you said, you were there for a long time, and...he was like a father to you.

You're my father.

Thanks for dinner.

- Hi. - Hi, Kevin.

- Is it a bad time? - No, it's fine.

I just thought...

To celebrate that you've got your daughter back, and that you...

That we both have come out of some difficult times. Non-alcoholic.

Cool.

But if it's not a good time...

Oh, it's fine. Come on in. I'll help you.

- Sure? - Yeah!

Saga Norén, Malmö CID.

- Hi Saga. John here. - I know. Found anything?

Most of the photos were taken

outside a nursery in Staffanstorp. But we don't know when.

- By whom? - No luck there either.

- But one thing is a bit odd. - What's that?

The photos from the nursery were taken through a fence.

We've checked out the place and the fence is about 4ft 9in tall.

You could take a photo above the fence.

Why bend down so the fence is visible? Unless it was a child.

Or a wheelchair user.

Let's see if it's a good vintage.

Hi, Astrid.

- Lillian speaking. - Tommy's son Brian is after Henrik.

- He's not picking up. - After you, you mean?

I'm no longer the most important person in his life.

- Astrid... - Send backup, I'm on my way.

Did you think you'd be let off? Eh?

Hands off my daughter.

I miss him every day.

Do you get that?

I think I was trying to kill myself on that balcony.

But my back healed.

You sick bastard!

Hi, Astrid.

- You're so pretty. - Shut the fuck up!

- You carry a loved one's death with you. - Shut up!

- Do you understand? - Don't touch my daughter!

Don't touch her!

- You have to watch. - No!

Look at her!

You look at her!

- I'm here. You? - Five minutes away. Is Brian there?

- I don't know. - Wait for us.

Tommy trusted you.

- Hear that? He trusted you! - Rot in hell, you bastard.

I'll fucking kill you!

Keep your hands off my daughter.

Fuck you!

Look at her.

If you love her, look at her!

Fuck off!

Look up.

I'll maim her until you look up. Get it?

You decide how long it takes.

Take me.

Come on. Take me instead.

Think you'll get away so lightly? Do you think you'll get away so lightly?!

Come and take me.

Astrid.

Forgive me.

Forgive me.

I'll never abandon you.

I'll never leave you.

I'll never leave you again.

- I love you. - Shut up!

Shut up!

- Have you heard anything? - She's recovering.

The operation was successful.

I don't want to think about what would have happened if you hadn't arrived.

Then don't.

- Thank you. - Welcome.

In a while...

...I'd really like you to come home and meet Astrid.

It will have to wait. I'm planning to go away for a while.

Where to?

I don't know.

And do what?

What I want.

- What's that? - I don't know yet.

- Do you know what I said to Kevin? - To Brian, you mean.

- Know what I said? - No, how could I?

I said...

...that I need you more than you need me.

- I see. - But that's not right.

Is it?

No. It's not.

Get in touch when you come back.

Saga Norén.

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