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Please fold away your table.

Once again, welcome onboard.

Are you okay?

Yes.

You all right?

Hey! This guy needs help!

Hi! You're not feeling so hot, huh? Does your stomach hurt?

I have coke in my stomach.

We need some help. And some oxygen. Hurry.

Alert the airport response team.

- Son of a bitch, huh? - Yeah.

- What did the air hostess say? - Nothing we didn't already know.

What the hell was he doing drug-muling?

Forensics just called.

They don't know what it was, but it wasn't coke.

And several of the bags were perforated.

- So his cover was blown? - Seems that way.

I need a new guy on the inside.

ASAP.

I just lost an agent. They killed him.

This may not be the right time to plant a new guy.

Have you lost your sense of justice?

No, of course I haven't.

I want him stopped.

And I don't care what it takes.

It was your agent, so it's your responsibility.

THE ASSET

POLICE

Police!

Get down! Police!

Hey, get down! On the floor!

- On the floor! - Stop!

I've got him!

Easy now. Be quiet.

Police!

No, Nielsen. Wait!

Nielsen! Dead!

Drill over!

Drill over! Come over here.

What happened?

Right!

You've been here long enough to know that wasn't good enough.

You'll clear up after yourselves today. Let's go.

It was your own fault. Come on. Let's get to it.

Move it! Everybody has to pitch in.

- Got it? - Folke?

To what do I owe the pleasure?

Are those your new cadets?

Yep. Third term.

Any naturals among them?

- Hard to say. Why? - I need an agent.

Don't you guys already have what you need?

It's kind of a special investigation.

Okay.

- What should he be able to do? - She has to be young.

She?

These are my three top candidates.

Sanne. She's 29.

Very disciplined.

Both physically and mentally. She's into martial arts.

Then there's Sonja. She's 31.

Very reliable. Great fitness score.

And the last one is Lind.

She's a different type.

A different type?

Younger and not as physically strong as the other two.

But she's mentally astute. Very intelligent, I'd say.

She came up hard and has achieved everything on her own.

- Can I hold on to her file? - Sure.

Hey.

Sorry?

I was just saying hi.

Hey.

- What are you doing? - Reading.

What are you reading?

A book.

Exciting.

I'm Emil.

Exciting.

Would you like to go out for a beer while we wait?

I don't think so, but thanks.

Why not?

Because you just gave your girlfriend's bra a hot wash.

I don't want you ruining anything else for her tonight.

- Hi. - Hi, Tea.

- Hi. - Good to see you.

You too.

Who wants to start?

I'll do it.

I'm Tea, and I've been clean for six years.

I'm still really happy at the police academy.

And...

I do a lot of running.

I mind my own business.

I think I'm doing okay.

But I'm a bit bored.

Right now, I miss...

partying and drinking,

dancing and all that jazz.

PRIOR ADDRESSES PERSONALITY ASSESSMENT

PERSONAL INFORMATION

Dad. I need a blue one.

Of course. Here you go, sweetie.

Not that one, Dad.

- Sorry, honey. - Are you guys almost ready?

- Sure. - Yes.

- What are you making? - Beads.

...on a flight to Copenhagen Airport.

Hey, let me see that one.

...treating it as a homicide with several sources confirming...

- Wow, is that for me? - Yes.

Thank you, honey.

- Pop your shoes on, please? - Sure.

- Hi. - Hey.

- Everything okay? - Yes, honey.

We need to stop by my brother's.

- Come on. I'm hungry. - Sure, you rascal.

- Are we having sushi or pizza? - Sushi.

What's Dad doing?

I'm not sure, honey.

He'll be back in a minute.

Come on. Get across the lake.

I'm jumping. What the fuck is this game, Omar?

What's up?

You two, get out.

What?

I said, "Get out."

Just chill, man.

Fucking psychopath.

Come on. Let's split.

Did we do it?

- What? - Bambi, don't play fucking dumb with me.

The plane. Tell me that wasn't us.

You said he was a snitch.

Miran, what do you want me to do?

Use your fucking brain, dude. And be discreet!

- It's all over the news. - We made it look like an accident.

Accident? Why are you talking? Why are you opening your mouth?

- Miran! - Why?

Shut your fucking mouth!

It's your fault I have to put everything on hold now,

because the cops are all up my fucking ass.

Do you understand?

Whose idea was it?

Bambi, look at me when I'm talking to you. Whose idea was it? Yours?

You're lucky you're my younger brother.

I don't want to see you again.

Turn off that shit, man.

Be ashamed of the state of this place.

Tea Lind. From the police academy.

Her background is perfect.

Her attitude's great.

- She'll be a good fit. - As an agent?

She's resourceful and bright.

We can't always guarantee stuff.

Are you sure she's right?

If we need to act fast, she's the right one.

Her past is a bit checkered, but that may be an advantage.

How so?

Her mom is an alcoholic.

Some dubious relationships when she was younger.

Her record is clean,

but she dated a pusher as a teenager.

He gave her drugs and gifts with one hand,

and he beat her with the other.

She's turned her life around.

She's determined to become a cop and fight the life she came from.

So, none of our own agents are suitable,

but you'll bet it all on a young, untrained, female cadet?

None of our experienced agents match the profile, but she does.

She's young and not easily impressed.

And she knows the environment.

What more do you want?

When can I meet her?

Right, swap over!

Jensen, come over here, please.

Lind.

Take a seat, please.

What's up?

The legal department contacted me.

They've decided to revoke your security clearance.

What do you mean?

I mean, we check your security clearances regularly,

and something came up which was previously overlooked.

Something?

I can't give you any specifics.

I've never hidden anything.

But...

- Listen... - You know my background.

Yes. I know, Tea. And I'm really sorry about this.

I'd like to help you move on from here.

Move on? What the hell do you mean?

Hello?

Yes, speaking.

Is she okay?

Of course. Thanks for calling. I... I'll try to stop by later.

Thank you.

Hello?

Hi, Mom.

Hi.

- What are you doing here? - Your neighbor said you had a fall.

She's such a busybody.

- Do you want me to take a look? - No need.

I'm here now, so let me take a look.

Does it hurt?

It's fine.

- What's up with you? - Nothing's up.

I know that face. What happened?

Nothing's happened, Mom.

Why are you lying?

Tell me. What is it?

- Hello? - I was kicked out of the academy.

Why?

- What did you do? - Nothing.

- They don't think I'm eligible. - I told you so.

- You can get a job at the supermarket. - Can we just drop it, Mom?

Isn't that good enough for you?

You think you're better than the rest of us.

But you're not.

See you.

Pass me the remote.

Here you go.

- Tea Lind? - Yes?

I also need the key to your locker.

And please read and sign this one.

Why are they kicking you out?

You'll have to ask them.

Where are you from?

- Why do you ask? - Why won't you answer?

Who the hell are you?

Someone you shouldn't speak to like that.

Aalborg.

Where else?

Just around.

And why is that?

Because of my mom's job.

Why are you lying?

You moved around because the CPS wanted to take you away.

Why have you read my file?

You might have been able to fool the caseworkers,

so you could stay with your mom.

But the police are harder to fool.

Do you know Café Rosengården?

No.

Meet me there in half an hour.

Yeah, they're really nice.

You're late.

- I did my best. - If you say so.

There were two women at the bar, when you entered. Describe them to me.

Mid-twenties.

Both have long hair.

One was wearing a floral shirt, and the other one, a brown top.

What else can you tell me?

- They care about their appearance. - Don't most people?

Not like this.

They like to be seen.

If you'd been shopping and had three items in three different bags,

you'd put it all in the same bag so you'd only have to carry one, right?

Because most people would.

These two kept the bags separate,

so that others can see they've been shopping.

Go over to them.

Find out their names.

Get their phone numbers.

Your time's up when I've eaten my lunch.

- Could I see the menu, please? - Yes.

Five, six thousand.

- Yeah. - They're a bit like the ones you bought.

- Don't you remember? - I do.

Could I ask you what you're having?

It's a Nicoise salad.

It looks good.

- I'll have what they're having. - Thank you.

But really nice.

Excuse me, could I ask you something else?

Sure. Go ahead.

It's just because my friend is having an opening tonight.

- Okay. - And...

She'd really like a lot of people there so I promised I'd find her some.

Are you into art?

It... What kind of art?

I actually don't know. Which is embarrassing.

But you can just give me your names and numbers,

and I can put you on the list and send you some info so you can check it out.

- Well, it sounds exciting. - Yeah?

- Sure. - Super.

If you still want to work for the police,

show up at this address on Friday at 11 a.m.

And don't be late.

- It's going to be the best pasta. - I'm pretty hungry.

Done.

It smells crazy good.

- Do you want Red Bull or Faxe? - Faxe.

- Faxe? - Yes.

There you go.

Would you get the door?

Hi.

- Who is it? - Niko.

Hi.

I thought I'd just stop by.

Cool. Hungry?

What are we having?

I just made some pasta.

- Why not? - I'll grab you a plate.

What the fuck are you doing?

Niko, what the fuck?

Stop it!

Niko!

Don't do it, man.

Listen to your brother now.

We're not seeing him again.

Fuck.

Hi.

Hey.

Jensen, this is Tea. Tea, this is Jensen, the big boss.

Please.

Did you hear about the guy who died on the plane?

Yes.

But only on the news.

He was one of ours.

He'd infiltrated a criminal organization

we'd been investigating with NSK for a long time.

Miran Shahrani.

At first glance, he's an empathic and well-organized businessman.

But in fact he organizes most of the coke smuggled into Scandinavia.

He runs a string of large and small businesses around town.

An industrial kitchen, a logistics firm. That kind of thing.

Generates a lot of sham invoices

and provides a lot of cover for the more illegitimate activities.

Very calculating and very difficult to catch.

We got close several times, but no cigar.

Our former agent told us he's waiting for the next big shipment.

We were pretty sure about where and when,

but we also know that he's too clever to use the usual routes now.

We need a new agent on the inside to tell us the new plan ASAP.

We cannot plant anyone directly in the organization right now,

so we've had to take alternative measures.

Ashley.

Miran's girlfriend.

We don't know how much she knows or how involved she may be.

But her lifestyle's very comfortable thanks to his money.

So she must know something.

Miran only allows his innermost circle in his life.

His brother. And Ashley and her girlfriends.

Which brings us to you.

Do you want me to be her friend?

Not just her friend. She's got loads of those.

You need to be the friend she always dreamt of.

The woman she aspires to be.

Someone she can look up to.

- Why would she look up to me? - Because we'll give you the right legend.

Legend?

Your fake identity.

Ashley wanted to be a goldsmith, but dropped out when she got pregnant.

She'd love to have a friend who's in that field.

- So I'm a goldsmith? - Jeweler.

Which is not as technical and easier to fake.

PET has temporarily taken over a jeweler's with you as the owner.

It's a fashionable shop with all visits by appointment only.

Born in Aalborg. Alcoholic mom, violent stepdad. But that's me.

Your background, childhood, etc., yeah.

Using as much as you can from your own life is best.

The main thing is you're familiar with the environment.

And what's in it for me?

We might get someone to revisit your security clearance.

What does that mean?

If all goes well, who am I to say you couldn't get a job with us?

With PET.

We can't get money out of the country.

Did you ask everyone?

Of course I checked.

- But they're all afraid after the plane. - So what do we do?

Just leave.

- Are you sure? - I'm sure.

- Miran, I did talk to... - Niko, just let me fucking think!

I talked to Erik.

- He's very keen to get his product. - Niko, Erik needs to take a chill pill.

That's what I said.

But I don't think he's going to chill much longer.

I need to be able to impress her as her friend.

And I...

I don't think a jewelry store's enough.

She's not that type.

Then what type is she?

Her jewelry is worth thousands.

But she wears her daughter's ugly bracelets

to feel like a good mom.

Then she's also telling her daughter how to pose.

How to smile.

She keeps retaking the picture.

So she can post it.

To boost her own self-worth.

So that's our angle.

Get a handle on your legend. Test it when you're ready.

JEWELRY, TECHNOLOGY & BUSINESS DEGREE

DUBAI - BEHIND THE FACADE

FIRST NAME?

WELCOME, SARA!

I'm going to be quite busy studying.

So, I probably won't be able to attend for a while.

8:00 P.M. IS PERFECT

LOOKING FORWARD TO SEEING YOU

- Your water. - Thanks.

Sara?

- Jacob? - Yes.

- Nice to meet you. - You too.

- Hi. - Hi.

I've lived in Dubai for six years.

- Wow, Dubai. - Yeah.

Are you an influencer or...

No, I'm not.

I'm a jeweler.

How exciting. Do you design jewelry, or what do you do?

No. I don't usually design it.

There are others doing that. It's more buying and selling.

Purchase a gem below par and mount it in a beautiful piece.

Then sell it for a huge profit. Classic business.

Sure. Cool.

Tea? What's up?

I'm sorry?

Do we know each other?

Ahmed. I saw you at church the other day.

I'm sorry. My name's Sara.

You're mistaking me for someone else.

Are you kidding me?

You said...

- Are you from the police academy too? - Sorry? No, I teach high school.

Are you a police officer?

No.

Why are you lying?

- Please leave her alone. - Stay out of it.

I'm so sorry.

Do you want another drink? Could we see the menu, please?

Can I help you?

No, I don't think you can.

Great.

How did it go?

It went all right.

Do you think you're ready to contact her?

I think you are.

Buy whatever you need.

Save the receipts, and don't screw me.

Got it?

Got it.

DRIVER'S LICENSE

You've met Yasin.

He's our controller.

- Hey. - Hi.

Other than myself, Yasin is your primary contact.

He's also the one watching all the surveillance footage,

wherever it's available to us.

You'll both get along just fine.

- Could you show her the apartment? - Sure.

He asked me to put you through the wringer.

You did really well.

Thanks. You too.

You were very convincing.

Very annoying.

There's food in the fridge, and whatever you need in the wardrobe.

If you need anything, go and buy it.

Or let me know.

What do you think?

- These are not my usual surroundings. - No?

The agent on the plane...

Did Miran kill him?

Miran doesn't kill people.

His people kill people.

Get some sleep. Be ready for tomorrow.

Of course.

What's up?

Hey, take it easy.

Bambi, you've got to calm down.

Don't do anything until I get there.

I'm on my way!

Hey.

Honey?

- What is it? - I've got to go.

Now?

- Is everything okay? - Everything's fine.

Okay.

Did you hear me?

Bambi.

Let Niko go.

It wasn't his decision.

You fucked up, okay?

You and Omar fucked up.

Fuck you, bro!

We just did what you told us to.

Fuck you.

Hey.

Bambi. Relax.

Breathe.

I'm tired of your shit.

Hey.

She's at the salon now.

- Hi. - Hi.

How can I help?

I've an appointment.

Okay, and the name is?

Sara Linnemann.

- If we're going to Italy, then... - Yes.

Honey, I was hoping for like a week, just us girls.

- We'll talk to Miran. - I'll do it.

Italy is his favorite country.

Where should we stay? On a yacht or rent a...

- Hi, Sofia. - Hi.

- You want nail polish today? - No...

- Hi. - Hi.

Would you like to try one on?

- Which one, then? - That one.

Go ahead.

- Do you want me to help you? - Yes, please.

It suits you.

You can play with it. As long as you're careful.

Okay. Thank you.

- Let's have a look. - Sure.

Let me just look you up...

- What's that? - A bracelet.

- Where did you get it? - From that lady.

Honey, you can't just take something like that from others.

But she said I could play with it.

Come.

Excuse me?

I think my daughter accidentally took this.

My apologies.

Don't worry. I told her it was okay.

Did you let her play with it?

She promised to be super careful.

Didn't you?

I did. I told you so, Mom.

Okay, but I have the same one at home, and I'll let you borrow that.

Your daughter's nice.

Thank you.

Come on, honey.

Let's go.

There are only five of these in Denmark.

I'm sorry?

The bracelets.

What are you insinuating?

I'm not insinuating anything.

You think I'm lying and that I don't have one like it.

- That's not what I said. - What did you say, then?

I'm just curious about where you bought it.

It was a gift.

Tell your husband to shop with me next time.

- Here you go. - Thank you. 599 kroner, please.

- There you go. - Thank you.

There are only five of these in Denmark.

I'm sorry?

- Do I need to wear this every time? - No. Only until we hook her.

It's too dangerous long-term.

You think I'm lying and that I don't have one like it.

- That's not what I said. - What did you say, then?

You can tell you're not used to making new friends.

- Should I just agree with her? - No, but don't alienate her either.

I just didn't want to be too nice.

Well, you did great.

You think you know her type better than I do.

She's not the type where you kiss her ass.

She's used to being treated less kindly than that.

You'd better be right.

Maybe it wasn't all that bad.

She's just checked out the Linnemann Instagram account.

She's booked an appointment for tomorrow.

Subtitle translation by: Helle Kaiser-Nielsen