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Sissel... hey...

You're so kind.

- What time is this to come home? - Thomas! Hi!

- You got a nice tan. - Thanks.

- What a delicious breakfast. - It is.

- You're kind. - Only with you.

- Yes... any plans for today? - I'm going to Viggo's funeral.

Aren't you going?

I got some meetings, the first one in a few minutes.

- About the "Christmas tree murder"? - Nice try.

I'm meeting Amund Sund, he'll do the service.

- Say hello to him. - And thanks for last time?

- He left it... - Because he trusts you!

Sure...

Try mum's birthday.

Shit!

So... thank you very much for the delicious breakfast, son.

You're welcome.

Are you doing anything nice today, Thomas?

I thought I'd go to church with Line. Maybe I could put a flower on the grave.

I thought we could get together for dinner. Coffee shop near Wassilioff?

- Yes, if you got time. - I'll find the time.

OK.

What are you looking at?

An email to Viggo from some Irene.

So, we drained the wrong well but we're close, I can feel it.

Washington sent these to help us. These are digital mock-ups...

of old photos of Godwin so we can see what he might look like today.

That could be anyone.

Concentrate on the area around the eyes and the eyes,

they're the hardest to change or alter.

Men don't generally wear make-up or pluck their eyebrows.

Old men wear glasses. - Concentrate on the eyes, not the glasses.

What if he wears sunglasses?

Really?

Dagbladet called... the newspaper. They suspect we're investigating a murder.

Not a word.

If Godwin hears we're here, he will run. Keep a lid on it.

- Is it the new guy, Joachim? - Yes.

- Tell him to call me. - And you won't answer?

Guys, I've been analysing all your relevant missing person files and...

narrowed it down to 12 cases that best fit Godwin's profile.

- Fits best how? - Taste... to put it bluntly.

Type and age and any similar location. Anywhere close to a main road.

- Easy exit, easy access. - The highway killer.

- Ellen Robekk... how sure are you? - She fits the profile.

I'm sorry.

Guro Linde!

She disappeared from a McDonalds in 2007.

My God... Hilde's case.

Maria... Bente Olsen...

So we have possibly 12 victims over a 20 year period, right?

Yes,

given that he works within roughly the same perimeter that he did in the US

which is 5 hours drive, give or take,

around a focal point, which we believe is here.

- You think he lives here in Larvik? - Probably... or works out of here.

And his... rhythm?

- Pattern. - Yeah, pattern.

Statistically, he craves a new victim every year and a half.

And the last was...?

Nearly 2 years ago.

Haglund, it's time.

What? Have you been here?

No.

Thomas, I must go.

See you tonight.

Hi.

Line Wisting. Can I ask you a question?

Hi.

You gotta see this. Look.

If Godwin lives here in Larvik and operates within a 5 hour range,

what stops him from driving all the way here... to Sweden?

Shit...

Damn it!

I'll take care of it. Leave it to me.

We have 12 cases, how many could the Swedes have?

I keep working on the wells. I'll call the Historical Society.

You should commend him when he does good.

Benjamin.

- Excuse me, are you Irene? - Yes.

My name's Line Wisting. I was Viggo's neighbour.

- You recognise this? - Where did you get it?

I have access to his house.

I work for VG, I'm writing about Viggo.

"Access"? Are you a neighbour or a reporter?

I grew up in the house next to his, now I work for VG.

Can I ask you how you knew him?

You took a picture of me in church. I want nothing to do with this.

- Yes? - Someone wants to report a stalker.

- A stalker? Can't Benjamin handle it? - He insists to speak with you.

"He"?

Long time no see.

17 years.

You think someone's following you?

I just served a sentence for something I didn't do... I don't need this.

- Is someone stalking you? - I want to report him for harassment.

- Wait a minute... - He wants me to see him.

I think he's provoking me,

trying to get me to do something stupid.

Something stupid... like what?

Like get rid of him.

He knows if I do anything, I'll be brought back in.

Who are we talking about? Someone you know?

Who do you think? Frank Robekk!

Detective... the Ellen Robekk case, something's puzzling me about it.

Her uncle... your colleague, Frank. Why wasn't he investigated?

She was his niece, she was in his care when she disappeared.

And he was the last person to see her alive. That in itself is...

You think Robekk is Godwin?

No... I'm pretty certain he's not.

I ran his prints.

Robekk was tough, a good cop.

Until Ellen disappeared, then he became intense.

When Cecilia went missing too, Frank thought it was the same man.

When we caught Haglund for Cecilia's murder,

we couldn't link him to Ellen, so...

Robekk was told to let it go.

THE WINDOW TABLE IS FREE

- Hi, Frank. Can we come in? - You can. Not him.

I make good coffee but it's not ready.

Frank...

- I know why you're here. - Are you going after Haglund?

- I only watch him, I don't harass him. - Leave it.

You're not the only one to know the truth.

My mind is right, although you think I'm crazy.

I don't think you're crazy... I think you're just wrong.

I think you want it to be him 'cause he paid his debt.

"Paid his debt"?

No one paid for anything here, William!

- He did 17 years! - So he's reformed now?

Let him go free to meet another Ellen or Cecilia!

He'll be nice to them!

What if it was Line?

- Changing the lock? - Yes.

I have keys to the old lock.

Maybe we could ask the police to get me a copy of the new one.

Is it common for elderly people to have an extra lock?

People like an alarm if they're anxious. I told him too.

- So you did put on another lock. - Yes, this past summer.

He also asked about some protection for the windows.

When I came to put it up, there was nobody home. Perhaps he was already...

- What impression did you get of him? - He looked scared.

The Swedish police are going through all the relevant missing girl cases,

they're sending someone.

Meanwhile, we need to locate the missing wells on Crabb's photos.

Good. John and Torunn, we have to work our way through our list of possible suspects.

Yes, I'll check it.

- Better? - Thanks.

- Eat. - No.

Sissel...

this isn't good.

You're getting worse by the day...

Don't feel sorry. If I can manage, so can you.

I know you must go to work now.

But first you have to lock me in again.

It's got to be done.

- Yes? - Irene?

Hi... it's Line, from church.

I know you want to be left alone, but Viggo really was my neighbour...

Forget it, you're just a nosy girl.

OK, you're right...

but it's not just about making a sensation... there's more.

I know he was afraid of something before he died.

He'd put a new lock on, something was definitely wrong...

The police discovered nothing.

I want to know what that was about.

For Viggo's sake, we owe it to him.

I don't think you're doing it for Viggo's sake.

What was that?

This is not helping Viggo, his life turned into a mystery novel...

- I owe it to him. - What is it you can tell me?

Viggo had many problems. Anxiety, delusions...

That's why he got a new lock. - Delusions? You mean he was ill?

He'd been a mental patient.

It was 14 years ago.

Is that where you met him? You were both... patients?

Yes.

For Viggo, it all started when he could no longer recognise an old friend.

He thought he'd turned into someone else.

Like a demon or something?

No, he thought he had turned into another person.

You know who this person was?

No, just that he knew him from when they were kids.

Hey! Stop!

You never stop working?

You should get me something for Christmas.

I found something on Fred Iversen. He lives in Denmark now.

- He moved 20 years ago. - Are you sure it's our Fred Iversen?

Everything points to that. I'll call you when I know more.

Great. Thanks.

Hello?

- Fred Iversen? - Yes.

I'm Line Wisting, from Larvik.

I wanted to ask you if you ever lived here in Larvik.

- Heckler? - Mm-hm. It's a P30, our standard issue.

Thank you, I like to do a few rounds every week, stay sharp.

We use a Glock 17. I used to have a Sig but I like the Glock.

I'm not that into guns.

You may not like them but sometimes you need 'em.

Just like dentists.

Yes?

Some reporter is asking about Robekk.

- A reporter on Robekk? - Yes.

- What? Ellen? - It's about Haglund.

Fuck...

OK, thanks.

What?

Frank's been stalking an old suspect just out of jail he must have gone to the press.

- I'm sorry, I've got to deal with this. - Let him!

What?

Better than "murdered American found under a Christmas tree", don't you think?

Anything to buy us time.

Let him run it.

Hi, William. Thanks for your time, just a brief comment.

Why are you interested in Robekk?

Why have you persuaded Haglund not to report Robekk for stalking?

Haglund said that? Larvik is a small town, people bump into each other all the time.

I was sceptical too.

An ex-cop stalking someone who's already served his time.

So I checked whether it was true or not.

Still no comment?

Will this stay between us?

I can't promise anything, we have to protect the little man.

If these photos come out, we'll be screwed.

Haglund, who did time, will be pointed out as a murderer.

Frank Robekk, who is a good man,

is also one of the "little men" to protect...

It's not about me but I think you should leave it alone.

What do you want to change your mind?

The body you found, the American, is it a murder investigation?

Who said it was an American?

If we want to believe the landlady, we know his name.

Peter Crabb was missing in the US.

If you confirm to me that it was Crabb and that he was murdered,

I'll leave Robekk alone.

But I want an exclusive.

Come on, it was the right thing to do.

Frank's life and troubles are personal to me but so it's Godwin to you.

And I had to make a decision, that's my job.

So...

how did he get under your skin?

I let him go.

We had a lead on a car, a brown Buick.

Godwin's name came up, he... he knew the first victim.

So I pulled him in and I got him in a chair.

I just, I just knew, I knew it was him!

I didn't have enough to hold him and I just didn't have the nerve to bend the rules.

So I let him go.

Thinking that I would have a second chance, you know,

once I'd "built my case".

Two days later

we found his DNA on another victim.

Now we had the evidence but...

he was gone and...

he came here.

Excuse me... Fred Iversen?

Thanks.

Hi.

- Fred Iversen. - Line Wisting. Nice to meet you.

- Have a seat. - Thanks.

So... how did you find me?

Process of elimination and Christmas postcards.

So you went through Viggo's stuff.

I'm a reporter, occupational hazard.

I noticed the last postcard is from 2009. You stopped sending them or maybe Viggo...?

This is all very formal, isn't it?

A glass of wine?

Yes, I'm waiting.

Be nice to the boss, folks.

Some jackass vandalised the statue last night.

It's not a statue of me.

But are you related to the polar explorer?

- I'll take No. 9. - Benjamin? Hammer?

Could I have a No. 4 please? With extra-cheese.

OK, the fact that we are working on a murder case

is about to hit the news any second now.

And the fact that Crabb is an American

it may bring more attention than you're used to.

We're not amateurs, we had murder cases before.

Oh, OK, well...

the release of Crabb's identity, it narrows our time frame considerably.

It's imperative that our presence here remains a secret.

I knew he had few acquaintances.

You know, when a friendship is

not reciprocal, it can be hard to bear.

I can see that.

-Care for something else besides coffee? - I'm working.

Why did you agree to meet me if you won't tell me anything?

Why do you dress like this if you don't want me to look at you?

Why did you dress like this?

You look like you need cheering up.

- Hi, I'm John. - Line.

- May I? - Yes.

Please, don't tell me that that was a date.

It wasn't a date.

Right.

Long live History Society!

It's like a retirement home but now we have a new well.

We got the farm of Godwin's ancestors.

Tverr fjord, near Torsteintjörn.

- What's that? - Another well.

It's the same place!

What is it? What you got?

One of the wells in Crabb's photos

is from the farm that Godwin's ancestors emigrated from.

We should talk to the family that lives there.

Maggie, you ready to dive in, right?

Honestly Hammer, I'd like to just throw your sorry ass down that well.

- Really? - Yeah, really!

It's too bad I'll have to be up here then,

planning ahead and making sure we don't fuck up.

We're this close, in less than a week.

How many years did it take you to NOT find him?

Nils!

- What's wrong with you? - Her and her self-esteem!

Shit...

Sissel came back home.

We're trying to straighten things out.

Did she get treatment?

- Methadone? - We've tried it all.

We're doing it at home. I have to take extra-care of her.

She can't be left alone for too long.

I promise I'll try to behave.

- You need time off? - No...

if I can choose.

Go home now, we can do one night without you.

You can't do this while I'm in a meeting,

I'm with a lot of other people now.

We're going out now.

No, you can do it yourself.

Put him on your knees and apply the zinc ointment.

When he has calmed down, give him the suppository.

That says it all!

It's 5 o'clock and the first time you give him the medicine!

You need to go home? - No!

- Hey! Thomas, come! - Where?

- Just come out! - OK.

- What is it? - Just come.

- Are you drunk? - Maybe a little.

- Wait... what are you doing? - Come on, don't be a bore.

They all think he died of natural causes. I don't.

You think he was killed? Or killed himself?

How about both?

- You knew he was hospitalised? - No.

His father hanged himself.

Right here I think.

Hold it.

No, Line... we can't...

- We have to find out more. - Now?

- Yes, Fred gave me nothing. - Then I need a drink too.

- Hi. - Hi.

Sorry to bother you, we're from Larvik police.

- Torunn Borg and William Wisting. - Ida Alsaker.

He's my husband, Magnus. It's the police.

- Something wrong? - You got some visits last summer?

Anyone interested in seeing the farm?

- The American... - Yes.

An American was here? Alone?

He said his family emigrated from this farm.

He was disappointed we were not related. We bought the farm 2 years ago.

This is an old photo but...

could it be him?

Hard to say... no.

OK. This is a bit more recent.

Was it him?

Yes, maybe...

Yes, and...

what about this one?

Yes, it's him.

He took a lot of photos of the farm.

You think any of these pictures were taken here?

Isn't this the old groundwater plant?

Yes, it's behind the farm, across the road.

Found anything?

I think a letter from the US.

Think about it...

they just packed and left. No Skype, no cellphone.

Most of them never saw their families again.

US CITIZEN FOUND DEAD UNDER A CHRISTMAS TREE

Dad gave the story to Dagbladet!

We shall open it, right?

I think I see the bottom.

What's that?!

There was something moving down there.

You're right.