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PREVIOUSLY

I know where Astrid is.
I'm positive.

Sorry, Astrid.
I wish there was another way.

Lillian had a personal tragedy yesterday.
Jonas Mandrup is taking over.

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

Details from our case
were leaked every time.

Why do you think Tuxen is here?

Nice people can be useful.
When we get the chance, we go.

- Say hi to my friend.
- Hey. I'm Susanne.

Hey!

EPISODE 8

How could I be so fucking dumb?
They used me.

- They were good.
- Yeah. But I should be better.

- Do you know where they usually stay?
- Nørreport. In that area, anyway.

- Should I look for them?
- If you want.

I'll call when management
is done scolding me. Bye.

Sorry!

- Can't we just go to the police?
- If they'll see us again.

But we can help them this time.
For real.

They'll say, "Thanks for your help."
Then they'll lock us up again.

I need to talk to Henrik Sabroe.
He works in homicide. Okay. Thanks.

Sorry, Henrik Sabroe isn't answering.
Can I take a message?

Say it's the girls who stayed with him
and we know who it is now.

And he should meet us
by the octopus at Den Sorte Plads.

And he should meet them
by the octopus at Den Sorte Plads.

- And your name?
- He'll understand. It's urgent.

But I need...

THE BRIDGE IV

- Saga? Do you have a second?
- Yes.

We've gone through all the material
on Silas Tuxen. Do you see that?

- A weapon is pointed at him.
- It's when he stole the excavator.

We don't see the passenger,
but there's a shadow following him.

- So someone threatened him.
- Yeah.

- He was shot in the head afterward.
- Firing squad?

No. Shot.

But Tuxen's sister and Crabbe's wife
had nothing to do with Tommy.

- So they're not like the other victims?
- No.

- Was there anything else?
- Yeah.

- The hand on the headrest. No gloves.
- Why didn't you say that right away?

- That wouldn't have been fun.
- That's exactly what I said.

How strange you've become
since you started having sex.

- Good work.
- Thanks.

Good morning.

I thought I'd let you sleep.
Sit down.

I made American pancakes.

They only have them on Sundays.

Anything special you want to do today?

We need to go back to the hospital,
but that's not until the afternoon.

Yeah, I want to go home.

Back to the village?

- Yeah, I have all my things there.
- I can just have someone get them.

- I want to go home.
- Okay.

Saga, Barbara told me about the film.
Were there fingerprints?

- Yes. I sent them for analysis.
- Good.

- Saga Norén, Malmo Police.
- It's me.

- Yes, I know.
- Why'd I get the whole business card?

You didn't. I have a title, address,
and phone number on my business card.

- Could you bring my things home?
- Yes.

- How's it going with you and Astrid?
- How's it going? It's...

- It's hard.
- Your memories must be very hazy.

- Saga...
- It's almost like living with a stranger.

- I have to go. Talk to you later.
- Okay.

What do we do if he doesn't come?
How long should we wait?

I don't know.

Okay, come on.
Come.

I took them to the movies
as a reward for confiding in me.

Then Ida felt sick,
and they got out...

Sorry, I need to take this.
Have you found them?

No. I've looked. I've asked around.
No one's seen them.

- Could they be anywhere else?
- Not as far as I know.

There was a policeman they stayed with.

- Henrik Sabroe.
- Where does he live?

- I don't know, but I can find out.
- I'll find him.

- What do we do now?
- He'll come home at some point.

- I'm hungry.
- He has food. Should we break in?

- Don't you think he'd be mad again?
- Yeah.

- Ida! Run!
- What?

Ida!

No!

How do you feel about that?

- I'm going to my room.
- Do you want help?

No.

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

- What are you doing here?
- I'm looking for two girls.

- What girls?
- Their names are Julie and Ida.

They ran off on Niels yesterday
when he took them to the movies.

- And you thought they'd come here?
- They stayed here a night or two.

- Yes. Two.
- I thought it was worth checking, anyway.

- Saga Norén, Malmo Police.
- We have a match for the fingerprints.

- Who is it?
- Susanne Winters.

Saga Norén, Malmo Police.
I need backup.

Come.

Here.

[Anna - Beloved daughter and sister]

Yeah.

It's really nice.

I was here every week.

I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.

It's okay.
I miss her too.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

The girls will tell us if you don't.

You kidnapped them. You shot Saga.
It's over, Susanne.

Or is it Stephanie?

It was Stephanie.

Back then with Tommy.

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

So we never used real names.

Tommy wanted to leave Nicole
and start fresh with me.

Then you betrayed him.

Left him in the lurch.

I loved him. Understand?

Good. Now we know.

Maybe we can get some details straight.

Shall we begin with
Margrethe Thormod?

I called later and said that
Niels had been in an accident.

- Then I got her at that gay bar.
- But you killed her the day later?

I wasn't ready, but I needed to get her
before she went to Norway.

- Since when could you watch these?
- For as long as I've wanted to.

- What about you? Are you back?
- Visiting. Then we'll see.

- Want to see the rest?
- No, I have a meeting. See you later.

I didn't know Moyo was here.
I only knew he wasn't home.

Then Henrik showed up,
so I needed to improvise.

- So you shot him?
- Yeah. In the leg.

The plan was for him to suffer
like the others.

And it would have happened
if it wasn't for your bulletproof vest.

- Why did you take Morgan Sonning's car?
- I didn't know whose car it was.

- I just wanted Nicole mixed up in it.
- How did you get the key?

I took my car in and saw Tobias
put in the code. 2330.

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

You can pay someone to kill, too.
Cheap.

But I wanted to do it myself.

Six out of seven isn't bad.

You kept Margrethe Thormod
prisoner for a day. Where?

- Damn was she chatty.
- Some serial killers want credit.

- To show how smart they were.
- Even if they get life in prison?

Sometimes they even oppose
their own lawyers.

We've been under pressure. But we have
a culprit, evidence, and a confession.

We have a big case that's over.
I'd like to say thank you to you all.

Also to those of you
from the other side of the bridge.

You're okay when you get to know you.
And fucking talented. Skål, everyone.

- Saga, do you want a glass?
- No.

- No. Why would I make myself less sharp?
- What's that?

It's a report. I fired my weapon
in a densely populated area.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
We can live with that.

You know what?
I think it's a pity you're going back.

I have some paperwork left,
so I'll be back in a couple days.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Of course you do.

Lillian?

Want to stay and celebrate a little?
Even if it was solved on my watch?

No, thanks.
I'll celebrate later.

Hey.

- What are you doing?
- Packing my things.

- I won't live here now you have Astrid.
- No. Maybe that's best.

- Where is she?
- At the hospital until tomorrow.

- Where are you going to live?
- I don't know.

I can live where I want now.
The case is over.

It was Susanne Winter, Tommy's lover.
She wanted revenge.

She thought they sentenced Tommy to die.
That's why she killed people that way.

- Are you busy?
- No.

Want to stay a bit?

Are we going to have sex?

It's no secret this was hard,
but the collaboration with...

Hi.
I didn't know you were joining us.

Will you start and introduce me?
How are we going to do it?

It'll be without you.
Lillian will be Lead Investigator again.

Okay.

But can we at least do it together?

You can't. We need to have a little chat
about the leaks from the investigation.

Come with me.

If I knew the girls were in the trunk,
I wouldn't have shot.

How are they now?

The youngest broke her arm
and got a concussion.

So they were fleeing a murderer
and they came to see me?

Yes.

- Where are they now?
- At the hospital.

- Rigshospitalet?
- Bispebjerg.

- We were in the village today.
- Why?

Astrid wanted to get her things.

She has that and she has
a secret room with a lot of costumes.

- She could have a dissociative disorder.
- Which is?

She creates different personalities
to cope with traumatic experiences.

- But she knows she's dressing up.
- But does she know why?

Huh. In any case...

All those characters have
one thing in common.

All their parents betrayed them.

But you didn't betray them.
They were taken from you.

Yeah.

I found this at Frank Wahlgren's today.
Anna, she...

She died of appendicitis because
he didn't drive her to the hospital.

I never saw her that old.
He did.

And on her gravestone
he wrote, "Beloved daughter".

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

Like Martin.

No.
No, no. Relax.

- My mother did that, too.
- What?

Cut me out of the photos
where I was with Jennifer.

We're both really fucked up, huh?

I think we've done really well with
the psychosocial difficulties we've had.

I think we're fine.

- Keep them.
- But I don't live here anymore.

No.
But keep them anyway.

See ya.

Yeah.

You went to school for something else
before the police academy?

- Yes. Microbiology.
- How long did you study it?

If you know that I studied it,
you know how long, too.

Two years.
But I don't know why you stopped.

- Because I wanted to be police.
- Why?

I'd changed my mind.

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

- Don't you think that's connected?
- You think that?

We talked about that a little while ago.
Guilt.

- Do you remember?
- Yes.

I have a feeling that you think
that if only you were...

More like others, you could have seen
how Jennifer was.

Understood what she was going to do.
Is that right?

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

- based on the knowledge you had.

Didn't you?

Yes.

You did nothing wrong.

You're not guilty of anything.

So you think I'm police
because I feel guilty?

Everything you talked about
the first time you came here...

Wasn't it about that? Guilt?

Maybe you don't need to be police?

But I am police.
What else would I be?

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

But to let go of everything you believe,
you need to ask yourself what you want.

What do you want, then?

- Hey. How are you doing?
- What are you doing here?

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

- Great. Taking care of ourselves.
- You can't live with me.

- We don't want to, either.
- Okay. I'd really like to keep in touch.

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

If you change your mind,
this is my number.

Hope your arm feels better.

- Hey. Did we have a meeting?
- No.

- But I'd like your help with something.
- If I can, sure.

Congratulations.
I heard you solved the case in Denmark.

- It included Sweden, too.
- Congrats anyway.

So what can I help you with?

These are my mother's calendars.
With notes.

These could be the names of drugs.
The numbers could be dosages.

I'd like you to go through them and
through Jennifer's journal one more time.

Okay.

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

I am.

I...
I was on the way out.

I just thought I'd pass by
and see if you were here. You were.

- Where are you going?
- To find something to eat.

Do you want company? We can find a place
with white tablecloths and nice waiters.

- Yeah. That sounds good.
- Good, then.

- I looked at the material you gave me.
- I know. That's why I came here.

I took the substances and the dosages
in the calendars -

- and compared them
with your sister's journals.

- Why she was hospitalized, symptoms...
- I understand. You don't need to explain.

- I consulted a colleague to be sure.
- And what did you conclude?

Your sister's history of illness
could very well have been a result -

- of medicating in those dosages
with those substances.

So my mother made Jennifer sick?

From the material I've seen, yes.
So, yes, most likely.

- She had Münchhausen by proxy?
- Once again...

From the material I've seen, yes.

Are you okay?

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

But my mother had
Münchhausen by proxy!

- Okay.
- I just wanted to tell someone.

- Okay. Good. Can we talk later?
- Yes.

Bye.

- I didn't know you were coming.
- You said you had information on my case?

And I wanted to apologize
for what I did to you.

- What did you want to say?
- I saw that you caught her.

- The one who killed them.
- Yes. There's reason to believe.

I just wanted to say that...
she was here.

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

But I saw a photo of her.
And the woman you caught was here.

- Is that her?
- That's her.

- And she got me to do it.
- She asked you to hurt me?

Kill you, actually.

She wanted me to behead you.
And I didn't want to.

But she had photos of Cecilia.
Do you remember her?

My daughter who lives with another
mother now. The one I sent the story to.

Yes, I remember her.

She had photos of Cecilia.
She said they'd do terrible things to her.

They?
She said they would do terrible things?

No, she said, "we". But that's "they"
when I'm explaining it, isn't it?

And she gave you photos?
Do you have them still?

Yes.

Find out where and when those photos
were taken, and by whom, if possible.

- Where did they come from?
- A woman I was with in prison.

- Is it related to the case?
- Yes. Something isn't right.

Barbara?

- Are those right?
- Are what right?

- The times.
- Yeah.

- These, too?
- Mm-hmm, yeah.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah.

Were you with Susanne the morning
your wife was kidnapped?

Yeah, because we had breakfast together
once a week at a café. We'd talk.

Are those times right?

Yeah, I had a meeting at 10:30.
We left at twenty past. I was late for it.

Thanks.

- You're not welcome here.
- This is a police matter.

Send someone else.

That takes time. I'd have to report you
for obstructing an investigation.

- You're kidding.
- No.

- What do you want?
- Was Susanne Winter a customer here...

- before your brother's car disappeared?
- Not that I know.

- Check.
- What was her name?

It's still her name.
Winter. Susanne Winter.

No, no Susanne Winter.

Anyone with plate number FT84539?

No.

Do you recognize her?

No, I don't recognize her.

- Was there anything else?
- No. You can go back.

Sit there. Close the door.

Susanne Winter didn't use the alibi
she had for Margrethe's kidnapping.

- Because her alibi doesn't hold up.
- Yes, it does.

Susanne Winter left Niels at the café
at 10:20 here.

Margrethe was picked up outside
The Cave at 10:40 here.

I drove the quickest way.
It took 27 minutes.

- The 7 minutes might have been traffic.
- No.

I used the police lights and left from
the café. Susanne had to pick up the car.

She couldn't possibly have picked up
Margrethe from The Cave.

She never brought her car into
Tobias Johansson's garage, either.

And you can't see the key cabinet
from the counter.

- You don't think it's her?
- I know that it's not just her.

Do you like it?

Why do you always ask that?
I'd tell you if I didn't like the food.

- I saw Frank.
- Why?

Because I wanted to understand.

- Understand what?
- Understand how you were.

Understand how it was.

It was how it was.
We lived there with him.

You were dead.

And he was...or became like a father.

But now everything is so strange.

It's like it's all wrong,
even if it's right.

Because we were there so long.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Is he getting out again?

Yes, he is.
He'll get out at some point.

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

- If you don't want him to.
- Why would I want that?

Because you were there a very long time
and he was almost a father to you.

[In Danish] But you're my father.

Thanks for the food.

- Hi.
- Hi, Kevin.

- Am I interrupting?
- No, it's fine.

I was just thinking we could celebrate
getting your daughter back.

That you've both been through
a tough time. It's alcohol-free.

- Cool.
- I'm interrupting, maybe.

- Maybe not now?
- It's okay. Come in.

- Here. I'll help you.
- Are you sure?

- Saga Norén, Malmo Police.
- Hi, it's John.

I know. Did you find anything?

Most of the photos were taken outside
a kindergarten in Staffanstrop.

- But we don't know when.
- By whom?

We don't know that, either.
But one thing is a little weird.

- The photos are taken through a fence.
- Oh?

The fence is 1.5 meters tall. They
could've taken a perfect photo over it.

So why bend down and take it?

- Unless it was a child.
- Or someone in a wheelchair.

Yeah, this looks like a good vintage.

Hi, Astrid.

- Lillian?
- It's Brian. Henrik isn't answering.

- Isn't he after you?
- I'm not the closest to Henrik now.

- Astrid.
- Send people. I'm on the way.

Did you think you'd get away?
Huh?

Don't put a finger on my daughter.

I miss him every day.

Understand? I tried to kill myself
from that balcony.

But my back healed.

- You sick fuck!
- Hi, Astrid.

- You are so pretty.
- Shut your mouth.

When someone you love dies,
you carry that forever.

Don't put a finger on my daughter!
Don't you touch her!

- Henrik, look at her.
- No!

Look at her!

Look at her!

- I'm here. Where are you?
- 5 minutes away. Is Brian there?

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

- Tommy trusted you. You know that?
- You're going to rot in hell, you pig.

I'm going to fucking kill you
if put a finger on my daughter.

- Fuck you.
- Look at her!

If you love her, then look at her.

Fuck you!

Henrik, look at her. I'll keep hurting her
until you look at her. Understand?

You decide how long it takes.

Take me.
Come on. Take me instead.

You think you'll get off that easy?
You think you'll get off that easy?!

Come take me.

Astrid.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'll never leave you.
I'll never leave.

I'll never leave again.
I love you.

Shut up.
Shut up!

- Did you hear anything?
- The operation went well.

I don't dare think what would have
happened if you hadn't come.

Don't, then.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

Some time I'd really like
for you meet Astrid.

It will have to be later.
I've decided to go away a while.

- Where?
- I don't know.

What are you going to do?

- What I want.
- What's that?

I don't know yet.

- Do you know what I said to Kevin?
- You mean to Brian?

- Do you know what I said?
- No, how would I know that?

I said that I needed you
more than you needed me.

- I see.
- But that isn't right, is it?

No, it isn't.

Let me know when you come back.

Saga Norén.

English subtitles by S.E.
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