Fucking hell.
- Has someone really stoned her? - It'd seem so.
The paramedics said she didn't die immediately. It took up to 100 blows.
The CCTV cameras don't record automatically.
Had the bridge workers seen anything, they'd have come straight here.
We found this.
- Jesus... - Let me see.
Margrethe Thormod. The director of the Immigration Board.
Okay...
The champagne scandal.
The Immigration Board says that threats against Thormod
increased substantially when this was leaked.
- Did she celebrate with them? - No, but she was their boss.
I don't see why this should outrage anyone.
- They were celebrating a deportation. - No, the end of a bureaucratic process.
- We go for beer when we close a case. - It's not quite the same.
Where's that Iranian homo they tried to deport?
Taariq Shirazi went underground as soon as he heard.
- Do they execute homos in Iran? - Shirazi said he'd face certain death.
Do they stone them?
- So if that awaited him... - A warrant's out for Shirazi.
Thormod was receiving threats. Go and talk to her husband Niels.
Let me just take a piss first.
- Are you okay? - Yes.
- And how is Saga doing? - Not very well.
Not at all.
We're getting two new girls today. From Hinseberg.
I don't know what they're called.
Did I tell you it's Cecilia's birthday? She's six.
I recorded a fairy tale for her, so she can hear my voice.
She probably won't recognise it.
She was with me for only two years and then got a new mother...
But still, it'll be as if I'm reading her a bedtime story.
You know which story I chose? Shall I tell it to you? Okay, I'll tell it to you.
- Do you want to play? - No.
- You never want to play. - If you know, why do you keep asking?
One of the new ones keeps staring at you.
- Do you know who she is? - Yes. Lucinda Ardic.
Serving life for three murders and two attempted police murders.
- Did you get her sent down? - No, it was in Stockholm.
- So why is she staring at you? - She hates police officers.
Lucky for you that you're not a police officer anymore then.
Hi. Henrik Sabroe, Copenhagen police. What's happened here?
It's Niels. He collapsed.
- Do you know him? - I'm his assistant.
He had an attack. Shock maybe. They'd been married for 30 years.
- How long have you worked for him? - Just over three years now.
- When did Margrethe leave? - She left the day before yesterday.
- And where was she going? - They have a cottage in Norway.
- She was on leave after a job incident. - We know about that.
- When did anyone last hear from her? - Not since she left, I think.
- Why not? - She needed to be alone.
She'd switched her phone off.
- Excuse me, I must get to the hospital. - Sure.
- Could the killer have got her in Norway? - It's not very likely.
So we're already 48 hours behind.
This will be a tough one for Lillian.
- Where's Jonas? - At forensics.
- The media know it was Thormod. - Thanks, I know.
- Who was there other than Jonas? - You think it was him?
Forget it. The media is going wild.
The Security Service want to know if we're treating it as terrorism.
Due to a vague link to a Muslim?
Iran abolished stoning in 2002, but Amnesty think it's still being used.
- There and in five other countries. - Muslim countries?
- We don't know who did this or why. - I told them that.
We'll keep the Security Service informed, but this is our investigation.
Look.
This was sent to the Immigration Board after the champagne scandal.
"Red October"? Sounds like a radical left-wing group.
They've carried out their threats before both here and in Sweden.
"Deporting people to a certain death is inhumane and disgraceful."
- Written in Swedish. - Linn is expecting you.
Do you ever meet Saga?
A couple of times a month. She won't always see me.
- Do you? - No. I never got round to it.
This is what little we have on Red October.
- Saga's being sentenced in two days. - Yeah.
- I'm trying to not get my hopes up. - The new evidence should suffice.
They only need reasonable doubt.
- You think they'll acquit her? - I hope so.
That's good. To have hope.
Let's hope we won't be disappointed.
Richard Dahlqvist is here.
- So you're an expert? - I don't know about that.
I specialise in radical left-wing groups.
- Like Red October? - I don't know much about them.
- Why not? - They've only ever posted text online.
That's where they claim responsibility for attacks.
No films with them in it, no spokespeople, no manifestos.
- So it could be one person? - Their actions suggest a group.
- Why are you interested in them? - It concerns a murder investigation.
So far they've only attacked banks and companies, never individuals.
There's a first time for everything.
Who's the victim?
Margrethe Thormod. Director of the Danish Immigration Board.
Your refugee policy has upset many people in those circles.
- So they could've gone a step further? - Sure. But it's unlikely.
- But you said you didn't know much. - That's true.
If it was them who did this, they'll keep doing it, won't they?
A cop in prison.
- For killing your mum. - For being convicted of killing my mum.
- But you didn't? - No.
Saga, you have a visitor.
Give it a rest, Ardic!
We had to choose a hobby.
Sitting at the potter's wheel doesn't invite interaction with other inmates.
- What's happened since last time? - A new inmate arrived today.
- From Hinseberg. Lucinda Ardic. - Is that good or bad?
- It's all bad. Now it's worse. - We talked about this.
You should focus on reading and on your routines.
But they're not my routines. Somebody else decides everything.
- When I do stuff, what I do, with whom. - There are just two days to go.
Even with the new evidence it's a question of interpretation.
There are fewer verdicts of acquittal than there are...
- It only takes this much doubt. - If upheld, I face eight more years.
I've got a new case.
The director of the Danish Immigration Board has been killed. Stoned to death.
Anything to do with refugees and immigrants is big news.
- I could do with some help. - I'm not a police officer anymore.
No, I'm aware of that. But you're still the best.
I'm not a police officer anymore.
Are you coming?
Yeah.
REPORTED MISSING
Get out.
That's mine. Get out!
No! Let go! Let go!
- Stop it! Get out of here! - Get out!
- Out. - Back off!
Right now!
Come here.
Excuse me. Are you that journalist?
- Would it be good if I was? - Could be.
- You're more handsome in person. - Yeah, so I've heard.
- Robin. - Richard.
I know.
- Can I take a picture of us? - Sure.
Thanks.
- Do you drink? - Are you buying?
- Yeah. - In that case I drink.
The murder of Danish Immigration Board director Margrethe Thormod
has made big headlines. Today's papers write that she was being threatened...
Good morning.
What service!
For you...
LIVE FROM MALMÖ
It's a recording. I did it yesterday.
- But it says "live"... - Well, you know, nothing's real on TV.
Okay, it's not me, it's my twin brother.
- My name's Patrik. - Fuck!
That doesn't make me any worse in bed. Quite the opposite actually.
If that was all you wanted, you met the right brother.
Fuck you!
"God, grant us the serenity to accept the things we cannot change,
"the courage to change the things we can..."
- Hello. - How are you?
- I'm fine. You? - I'm fine, thanks.
- And the drugs, no relapses? - What do you know about that?
- I know all that I want to know. - Okay...
I'm fine. I've had no relapses.
- How's your girlfriend? - She wouldn't like being called that.
Good thing she can't hear me then.
- She's being sentenced tomorrow. - Then let's cross our fingers.
It's hard to get in the mood in those prison visiting rooms.
What were you doing in a prison visiting room?
You want to know about that phone, right?
Thormod books a taxi for 9.30 via an app.
Four hours before the flight to Oslo. It's a 30-minute ride to the airport.
She gets a 58-second call from an unlisted number an hour later, at 10.39.
- Can you trace it? - It was a pay-as-you-go phone.
Turned off since the day before yesterday. If it's turned on I'll find it.
Here are the numbers from her phone not in her contacts.
Here's her web history, and the cab company she used.
Thanks.
- Dan Brolund? - Yes.
- Was it half past nine? - Yes, on the 28th.
Margrethe Thormod. Picked her up at her home address.
Dropped her at Carsten Niebuhrs Gade at five to ten.
Oh yeah... She wanted me to pick her up an hour later, but never showed up.
- Do you recall what's at that address? - The Dronningen Hotel.
- Maybe she had a quickie before going? - Why do you think that?
What else would you be doing at a hotel for an hour at 10.00 a.m.?
- Could have had a meeting. - It wasn't in her diary.
And let's not forget that infidelity is punishable by stoning.
What is it?
- The cab driver? - Yeah.
I picked her up from her house and drove her to the hotel.
She asked me to come back at 11. But she never showed up.
- So you say. - Yes.
What did you do while you waited? Between 10 and 11?
I had a coffee with a colleague.
- We need a name. - Of course.
So you return to the hotel and wait, but she never appears?
- As I told you, yeah. - Your log records no more trips.
- No, that was supposed to be my last. - At 11.00 in the morning?
Yes, my shift started at midnight, so...
What did you do after that?
I went to the gym with some friends. You can check.
This isn't your first time here.
- Weapons possession, drugs... - Violence, threats, attempted murder.
Violence against women, Dan. Margrethe Thormod was a woman.
- You're the last person to see her alive. - Yes, but as I said...
...you can just check my alibi.
There was an incident in your cell.
Yes.
You beat up one of the other inmates.
Yes.
- Why didn't you call for a guard? - I wanted to hurt her.
- I can't give you special treatment. - I know, there's no need to explain.
You get 24 hours in solitary.
- The cab driver? - Yeah.
- If his alibi doesn't hold, he's a suspect. - And if it does?
Well...
...then he dropped Thormod off here at the Dronningen Hotel at 9.55.
She got a phone call 45 minutes later. From an unlisted number.
- Then she doesn't show up at 11. - And we don't know who called?
No. It's impossible to find out as long as the phone's switched off.
Her husband may know why she went there. She had no meetings.
- The hotel? - No one recognised her.
Prince Charming's alibi checked out.
- Both of them? - Yes, the waiter remembered him.
- He stays until we've checked his car. - Only on the board. Let him go.
- Do we have anything else? - Cause of death was blunt-force trauma.
- Forensics said 75 to 90 blows. - How can anyone do such a thing?
- Have we found the homo? - Taariq Shirazi. Memorise his name.
Why? You know who I mean.
- Have we found the homo? - We don't know where Taariq Shirazi is.
- What about Red October? - That so-called expert had nothing.
Fires, explosions, hacking. The Security Service knows no more than we do.
So, nothing?
Hello!
- Hi! - Hey.
I saw I was tagged on Instagram. Apparently I went out yesterday.
With a Robin S. You must stop pretending to be me.
- I don't. I just don't put them right. - Do so from now on.
And use a glass.
You know Red October? They texted me, they want a meeting.
Do you know how big that is?
- You're coming too. - To do what?
Sit in the car, note licence plates, check what happens, tail us.
- Tail you where? - Don't know.
They've never contacted anyone before. I'm the first.
Your wife never checked in on the flight and left home at 9.30?
- Yes, and the flight was at 14.00. - Right.
She went to the Dronningen Hotel. Do you know why?
No.
Was she meeting someone?
No, she didn't say anything about that.
- Did she often have secret meetings? - What kind of bloody question is that?
- You mean, was she unfaithful? - Was she?
No, she wasn't.
We know about the threats sent to the Board. Did she get any at home?
Lots. You heard what happened?
The champagne scandal, yeah.
She didn't know they were celebrating. It was just some case workers.
She denied involvement in it.
Is it true?
- Is it true that she was stoned to death? - I'm afraid so. We're sorry.
If she has a computer at home, we need access to it.
Susanne's got keys.
So you heard nothing from your wife after she left?
- No. - Not for two days?
No.
- She didn't call to say she'd arrived? - No.
That everything was all right?
And you didn't find that strange?
Margrethe needed to get away. Get away from it all.
Well, well... They're screwing. That cry-baby and his secretary.
- So now he's cheating too? - Wife's gone, that Asian's there.
- She has her own keys... - Do your mistresses have keys?
No, but I don't work with them. I don't shit on my own doorstep.
- Quite the poet, aren't you? - I know I am, but thanks.
- Hello? - Hi, it's me.
- Has something happened? - There was a picture of me.
On the school website. But it's gone now.
- How long was it up? - A few hours. Should I come home?
- Go to the cinema, I'll see you at home.- How about you?
- There's nothing to worry about.- Okay, see you tonight.
Yeah. Love you.
- What was that? - Christoffer.
- A picture of him on the school website. - That's unforgiveable.
What if he saw it?
- How long was it there? - A couple of hours.
Then it's unlikely.
- You can always call me. Whenever. - Thanks.
Okay?
Shall we carry on?
Yeah.
Shut the fuck up!
I'm so glad I found you!
- Yes?- How long will we have to wait?
A bit longer. And don't call again.
No, okay.
I know I've made my mistakes, Sofie, but so have you.
Right?
Yeah.
Remember what we talked about?
When we heard about divorced parents where only one got to see the children?
A child needs both their parents.
- I haven't seen Christoffer for a year. - He doesn't want to.
- Whose fault is that? - He's almost 17.
He's a child! Who's made him not want to see me?
- Me. I'm sorry. - You, yeah.
The police talked to me about a fare today. Should have taken a moment.
Then they found your reports against me and picked me up.
I sat there for half a day.
Half a day, because of your accusations.
- Sorry. - They took my car. My livelihood.
- Do you want me to lose my income? - Of course I don't, Dan.
Sorry.
It's okay.
What's done is done. The main thing is that you learn from your mistakes.
I've missed you so much, Sofie.
Hello.
Hi.
- Get out. - Christoffer...
Put that knife down. I'm just having a little chat with Mum.
I've seen your chats. Go! Or I'll call the cops.
It's okay, I'm going. I'm going.
I'll be seeing you.
Christoffer...
- They didn't show up. - No, just as well.
Shit, they saw us.
"We told you to come alone"
Drive!
See you tomorrow. Thanks for coming with me.
When they disappeared...
I just had to find them. That was the only option.
I didn't get anywhere.
Then I met Saga and could keep hoping. If anyone could find them, she could.
But she hasn't been able to keep looking...
And...
It's been almost eight years since they disappeared.
And I'm beginning to consider if I should slowly try to...
...put it all behind me.
I just don't know what kind of person I'd be if I stopped searching.
Who the hell would I be if I'm not a father...
...who's looking for his children?
- Hi. - Hi.
Do you want company?
I'd love some.
- How are you doing? - Fine, thanks...
It felt good to hear you talking.
Really.
After my accident, when they said I would never walk again...
I couldn't quite take it in. I wasn't going to be a bloody cripple.
But that didn't get me anywhere.
Eventually I had to accept it. That this was the way it was.
Your shit is much worse than mine, but...
You talk about your children as if they were still alive.
- Yeah. - This may sound horrible, but...
Maybe it would be easier to move on if...
...you just accepted that they're dead.
- I'm sorry. I don't know shit about it. - It's okay.
- No. - Yes, it's okay.
It's okay.
I think it's what everyone thinks. You're the only one who's dared say it.
But it's a very big step.
And I'm not quite there yet.
- Why did Mum die? - Why was she in Sweden?
Are you going to stop looking for us?
- Good morning. - It hasn't been 24 hours.
Close enough. You'll get a new cell farther from Ardic's.
- Why can't she move? - We did it this way.
We've already moved your things.
- You don't know how I want them. - Come on.
What if she's killed herself...?
You're back. Nearer me, so I can see more of you.
- How was it in solitary? - Better. I didn't have to see anyone.
I should fight more to get more time there.
You may have to. Lucinda said a lot of bad stuff about you yesterday.
Otherwise you didn't miss much. Pasta carbonara for dinner.
And I had my fairy tale returned.
- What fairy tale? - The one I sent to Cecilia.
Her new mum didn't want her to have anything from me.
- Do you want to hear it? - No thanks.
I've got it if you change your mind.
I won't.
She hadn't even opened it, so it wasn't because it was bad.
Nothing appears to have happened to Margrethe Thormod in the cab.
The tracks at Peberholmen were from a Matador MP47 Hectorra 3.
The cab has Michelin tyres. What did the hotel say?
I got a guest list, but we don't know if she knew anyone, so they're just names.
- We must show them to her husband. - Would he know who she screws?
Maybe it wasn't a guest.
There's a cafe, a restaurant and a lobby.
- What the hell is this?- What?
This lump of clay on your desk.
- It's a mug.- A mug?
Who gave you that? A potter with cerebral palsy?
Forget about that bloody mug! Were there any cameras?
No, there weren't.
I just got the recording from the camera in the taxi.
That's the Dronningen Hotel on Carsten Niebuhrs Gade.
Hang on. Go back a bit.
- Why is she going that way? - She's not going into the hotel.
Where's she going then? What's next door?
Right. It's a homo bar.
No, she's never been here, as far as I know.
- How often are you here? - Every day. This is my place.
- What's the logo outside? - It's a bear.
But the bears in this cave don't exactly hibernate, do they?
- Do you have a problem with that? - Only if they stone directors to death.
- Do you know this guy? - Yeah, Taariq Shirazi.
I got involved in his case. Tried to stop the deportation.
- Has he been here? - No.
- So you never met him? - No.
I signed a petition and posted a few opinion pieces. Why are you asking?
- She's dead and he's missing. - What's that got to do with me?
We have reason to believe Margrethe Thormod was here early this week.
She was not.
Thanks.
The police were here looking for you. They know that Margrethe was here.
You'd better move on.
It was all they had at short notice. It will get better.
Nothing gets fucking better.
Thanks.
- This is the last one. - You weren't followed?
- What will you do about school? - Fuck school.
- I'll switch next autumn. - I told him it's a bad idea.
- Asking the fucker in was a bad idea! - I didn't ask him in.
- I understand if it's tough. - You do?
Do you have to constantly move and live on a bloody sofa bed with your mum?
I understand that he's angry.
It's my fault.
You know, I may be able to help you.
I think we've found some new tenants.
A woman and her son. Sofie and Christoffer Björk.
She's had a really tough time.
- Theo wants his son to have the house. - Theo's son isn't right for us.
Sofie would fit in perfectly.
And the boy?
Angry, powerless, but suggestible.
- That homo... - Taariq?
- Not him, the lumberjack. - Silas.
- He said he'd never met the Iranian. - Yes.
Before he went underground, he sublet a flat from Charlotte Nansen.
- Who is...? - The lumberjack's sister.
- He can't be stupid enough to go there? - No.
But the lumberjack knows him better than he claimed. Let's visit him.
- Isn't she being sentenced today? - Yeah.
What new evidence led to the retrial?
A new witness. Saga's mum went to a psychologist, who later came forward.
She had talked to her about harming her daughter.
- Is that all? - Yeah.
But it's enough for reasonable doubt.
I'll keep my fingers crossed.
Thanks.
- But I hope you'll be careful. - What are you talking about?
Martin's in prison...
...and Hanne is hopping around on one leg. She's got it in for the Danes.
That was a joke.
Isn't that him?
Hey! Stop!
Hello, Linn. Have you heard anything?
What did he say?
The supreme court acquitted me of the murder of my mum.
Will you be released?
- Don't you know what "acquitted" means? - Yes...
But I'm going to miss you.
- When are you leaving? - As soon as possible.
I'm sorry...
I'm...sorry.
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