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Look into my eyes.

There is no fear, only light.

I am the light.

I am the light.

It is not fear.

Just light.

Just light.

- That's him in full uniform. - Thanks.

Christian Habersaat?

Sorry to intrude.

- Unexpectedly you retire today. - I will be forced to retire.

It was sad to hear. I am Rose Knudsen.

- We were supposed to talk. - About what?

From Department Q. Carl asked me to drive here.

I've been trying to get hold of Carl for three months.

- And then he sends his assistant... - I'm not his assistant.

- I'm an investigator. - I'm afraid you came too late.

I promise to keep it short. Because I know people would rather drink-

- than receive a threat from a bitter and retired policeman like me.

Here is what I want to say to you.

Find out what drives you.

Is it conscience? Necessity?

Is it loyalty?

Accuracy?

What do you say, Bak?

Yeah, I think it's a little bit of everything. But let's toast to it.

At the risk of sounding a bit pompous...

...then I believe in justice.

- Christian. - Stay.

Stay!

Tell them to put down their weapons.

- Come on, right now. - Do as he says. Put the guns down.

Take the camera.

Come closer.

Christian, stop now!

Christian?

THE BOUNDLESS

DEAR MONA - THANK YOU FOR MARRYING ME - CARL

- It's Carl. - He has shot himself.

- Who are you talking about? - Christian Habersaat.

On his withdrawal.

- Holy shit. were you there - Yes, you sent me, of course.

- You shouldn't be there. Come home. - I want to stay until the funeral.

- It's in good taste. - To his funeral?

- Yes. He shot himself in front of me. - Yes, it can't be easy.

- What is this, Carl? - I don't know.

He had written your name on his hand when he shot himself.

- Why the hell had he done that? - I thought you knew that.

- How would I know? - You have to come here, Carl.

- What was that? - I'm going to Bornholm.

Good thing you called. Tell us about Christian Habersaat.

He was depressed. He was not healthy.

He spent seven years on a case about a girl who had been found dead in a tree.

Yes. The Alberte Schneider case. They said that yesterday.

Oh okay. It wasn't pretty. She was only 21 years old.

They dismissed the case on a half-assed basis and called it a traffic death case.

- A drunk driver? - Yes, something like that.

Habersaat caught the fall and it went downhill for him.

That's what always happens. The case becomes an obsession for him.

He can't sleep, gets weird. His friends think he's annoying.

Finally the wife stuck. Then he only had the job left.

You pick me up, huh? I don't want to stay on the island any longer than necessary.

- He was your friend, wasn't he? - I don't know if you can say that.

We were trained together.

Me and Christian, Hardy, Bak. The police chief here.

- How was Christian? - Christian was a good guy.

We hadn't seen each other in years, so it was strange that he called.

He called you for three months. You never called back.

It might bother me a little now. I should have done that.

- You didn't want to talk to him. - Well then. Quiet now.

He looked like my father.

- Christian Habersaat? Did he do it? - Yes.

It's bloody violent to see someone shoot themselves.

- How's that going? - That?

- Yeah, your dad thing. - My dad-something?

Praise be to God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ-

- who in his great mercy restored us to a living hope...

Christian Habersaat, from earth you have come.

You shall become earth again.

From the earth you shall rise again.

Find out what drives you. Is it conscience? Necessity?

The day before, nothing was noticed about him. He was disappointed when you didn't answer.

Did he care to get Carl here?

- What did he want to talk to me about? - The Alberte Schneider case.

What? The...

For Christian, everything was about Alberte Schneider.

- So that case screwed him up? - It screwed up the whole island.

- I believe in justice. - Christian?

When Bak dropped the investigation, Christian took everything home with him.

Go to his house and check it out. He had appreciated that.

Carl?

- Long time ago. - A very long time ago.

Yeah, that's too damn good. Should you have seen it coming?

- Seen what's coming? - Can't you introduce us?

- This is Rose, Department Q. - Henrik Bak.

- Rose Knudsen. - Director of Police Henrik Bak.

We were trained together, so…

It's funny. We called him Fitt-Carl.

But Christian was a damn good policeman.

- Until Alberte got in the way. - In the way of what? His job?

Every year 250 die in traffic. You don't build a space rocket every time.

You don't have to stay on the island.

- Christian wrote my name in his hand. - Suicide addresses the motive.

So I would be his motive? Wasn't that Albert Schneider?

Christian had many reasons to hate you.

- Do you mean what you say? - Yes, I mean that.

- You fucking idiot. - Typical You. Always better than others.

It was like that at school too. Everyone looked up to you.

Did they look up to me? I think you are wrong.

Everyone was chanting "Carl, Carl, Carl." "Carl is going to be something big."

Nevertheless, I am the police director. And you?

- What are you really, Carl? - What the hell are we talking about?

I think you should go home. And bring your assistant with you.

- You are the stupidest person I know. - Hello, Carl.

Damn stupid.

Did we get the key to the house? Then we go there.

It's a renovation project that has stalled, right?

THE ALBERTE SCHNEIDER CASE IS DISMISSED

Carl, come in here.

- What the hell is that picture? - Holy shit.

It must be a technician image that has been digitally manipulated.

- Is that her? - Albert? Yes, it is.

He was fucking religious, that is.

Carl? There is someone in the house.

Hello?

Fuck!

Hey! Hey! are you with me Look at me.

Hey. What's your name?

God damnit.

- Does he have a pulse? - He has no pulse.

Copenhagen police here. We need an ambulance.

- A young man has taken an overdose. - Come on now!

SORRY DAD

Shit, he's dead.

It's Bjarke. Christian's only son.

He has been in substance abuse treatment since his late teens.

- Who is his mother? - June, Christian's ex-wife.

She was also at the funeral.

Why do you write sorry to your father who has been dead for three days?

- I'm coming. - Thanks.

- Shall we go to Copenhagen? - We can't go to Copenhagen now.

Habersaat has been trying to get you started on the case for months.

It's not our table. We catch up with the 21 boat.

Or we can eat first and take the late ferry.

- Are you coming? - Carl.

Why are we staying here?

- I'll stay. - What do you mean?

- There is a case here. - No, you come home with me.

Otherwise, it is grounds for dismissal.

- Are you firing me? - Yes.

So... yes.

Shut up now. Get out of the car, Carl.

You can deal with that yourself. Don't call me, you can call Assad.

- Hi Carl. - What the hell are you doing here?

- Rose called. I know everything. - Even I don't know that.

That's why she called me. She thinks you're crazy.

Do you have a single or double bed?

- You will not sleep here. - Everything is booked. It is therefore.

- I sleep heavily. - Sleep heavily in the car then. Good night.

Carl.

Now the fanmej ends. Assad. Assad! Hey, Assad!

- Damn it, then. - The situation, Carl?

- Are you lying here? - I like to sleep outside.

Yes, it is very nice.

What's up with that Bak? Have you fucked his wife?

No. I don't even think he has.

- You and Christian were good friends? - Yes, we were actually quite tight.

We were real badasses who drove around and drank beer.

What happened between you then?

You drift apart. Christian did a local girl on the bang and stopped.

- Was she June? - Yes.

June.

So it was Bjarke they got together. Isn't it 30 years ago?

Yes. Well, it must be. Bjarke.

- Did you know her? - Huh?

Did you know June?

Rose, you know what? We do it. We are staying.

But we do it around Bak. We do it our way.

Good decision... Fitt-Carl.

Feel the light, Wanda.

- I feel the light. - I feel the light.

- Light is strength. - Light is strength.

Good, Wanda.

How the hell did she fly all the way up there?

According to the report, she came cycling, gets hit over there-

- flips in the air and lands on the branch.

They calculated that it was possible if the car's speed was high enough.

Pull it on Little Red Riding Hood too. All are idiots.

We know that she was seen cycling away at 05.15 on his red bicycle.

- But why cycle out here so early? - Does it say anything about it?

They think she would take a morning bath at a cliff further out there.

I have to understand. She runs over there, flies up, lands on the branch.

They send tire prints to every workshop on the island...

Shall we get on with it?

I brought some things from Habersaat. We need to get more.

- I'll talk to them at school. - I'm coming with.

- Then it is now. - I have some things here, so...

Our director is in Copenhagen. Can I help you?

Rose Knudsen, Copenhagen Police.

- Simon Fabian. Concierge. - Assad. Investigator.

- So warden? - Exactly.

- For how long have you worked here? - I've been doing that for almost eleven years.

- So you were here when Alberte went here? - Yes.

- Did you know her? - Yes, I try to know all the students.

- Why? - So I can help them.

Being young can be hard. There are many temptations here.

Can you show us the room she lived in?

Here she lived. She moved before she finished reading.

- What did she have on the walls? - Mostly their own things.

She drew all the time.

In the beginning, she loved to draw animals.

Especially dead. Talented, ambitious.

Quite dark.

Over time it became brighter, more spiritual.

- You know a lot about art. - I have absorbed a little here and there.

I have collected everything in one box.

- Can we have a look at it? - I want to take it with the family first.

- Did she have a partner? - She was a bit exclusive.

She only had a couple. They were allowed to be a little older.

- Are you thinking of someone in particular? - Nothing concrete.

It wouldn't have been loyal, would it?

- Against who? - Against Alberta.

- Thanks. We look further ourselves. - Let me know if I can help.

I have a workshop in the basement. Come down, if you need me.

- What a fucking idiot. - He just thought you were pretty.

- Shall we listen to the lecture? - I'm going to pick up Carl.

Look for me right then. I talk to some of them here.

Keep rocking calmly.

Raise your hands towards each other.

Turn your face towards the light.

Really feel how the light and heat spread in the body.

Feel the heat.

Do you feel how a special energy arises between you?

Yes!

Good. It's really just this energy that our community is all about.

We take this energy so you can find who you really are.

The person you were before you let others in and let them choose your direction for you.

Did it feel good, corner?

- Hi, June. - What do you want?

I saw you at the funeral. Can we talk?

Go in back there.

What is it that you want?

Are you okay?

If I'm okay? OK with my son just dying?

Or okay with you standing here?

I was the one who found Bjarke. I am terribly sorry.

He was a... He was a real nice boy.

But that's why you came, right? To hear about Bjarke.

- Why do you think that? - You know that.

Bjarke was... Bjarke was your son.

- Was Bjarke my son? - Yes.

You know that.

How the hell would I know? You can't stand and say that.

We agreed that you would have an abortion. We talked about it.

Yes, we talked about it and then you disappeared.

I don't want to say I disappeared. Why didn't you call?

Had you come back to play mother, father, child?

That's not what it's about. Yes, it is very possible.

It's completely crazy and not okay.

- I'm getting married in Copenhagen... - Congratulations on that!

June!

June.

June.

All our stories, all our traumas create holes in us.

And if we don't do something about them, if we don't take personal responsibility-

- can they gain the power to destroy our lives.

But we don't want that. Right?

No, we want to fill them with light instead. Light and love.

So ask yourselves: "What is my story?"

“Am I going to let it ruin my life?

Thank you for listening. I know this took a long time.

Thanks for coming. Thanks to the school for allowing us to be here. Thanks.

Did you like what you heard?

Yes. I think it was... Yes.

- Good. What's your name? - My name is Rose.

Rose. I'll leave you alone so you can just take in.

- Take in what? - The light.

Right.

But... you are very welcome to come and visit us sometime.

So you could come.

- Bjarke is dead. - Yes. It was awful, wasn't it?

Was he my son?

- Says who? - June.

Think you've once again come to June's little sister for gossip.

But I'm not in love with you anymore, so you have nothing to trade.

Stick.

Come closer then, and I'll tell you what I know.

I know that Bjarke...

...be yours.

She was the little Alberte sub who killed him.

Did Alberte kill him? But Alberte has been dead for seven years.

They bathe together every morning at dawn.

- Are you talking about Bjarke? - No, Bjarke is afraid of dead animals.

He's really weird, but he here…

You can't see anything on him. He is nasty.

He wants her so badly.

Who is he? Who the hell are you talking about?

You should go now, Carl. You can't be here.

So stick then!

Stick!

You stupid dog, huh? Are you going to get spanked?

Kick away with you.

I did not say anything! I did not say anything!

Hello?

Nice weapon, huh?

- I would look at Alberte's things here. - Yes, they are over there.

I haven't spoken to the family, but I'm sure we can work it out.

Is that yours? Where did you get it from?

Folkhögskolan's history teacher died and I inherited his weapon collection.

I'll take this with me. And then I'll have Albert's things.

I'm going by.

You are very beautiful, Rose.

You must move now.

Yes Yes. Good, my love.

Where is that box? Got more of Alberta's stuff here?

- Is this all? - Hell yes.

38 stitches? They almost couldn't stop the bleeding. 38 stitches!

I have heard that.

- You were a little wild, Rose. - It was self-defense.

You committed violence. If Bak reports it, I'll have to suspend you.

- Are you firing me? Again? - You went way over the line.

I have understood it.

- Do you need to talk? - I need us to work. Okay?

Get it together.

- What is it? - A kind of business card.

I received an identical coin when I was at the lecture at the folk high school.

"The Osiris Academy of Enlightenment."

She talked about the sun and the light...

And every muscle, every fiber, every cell in your body-

loosens, loosens, relaxes.

You are not your darkness. You are not your pain.

You are not your fear.

And let go. Let go. And exhale.

Can we speak alone for a moment?

Wanda is apparently missing and has been for a couple of days.

Isn't she just in immersive exile somewhere?

- Have you checked the purification room? - No. I have not.

I should have met her at Nordklippan this morning.

- She didn't come. - Why haven't you said anything?

We have a responsibility to all these people.

Give her some time.

Can you and Assad talk to the Osiris people tomorrow?

Why?

I think that she is a bit hocus-pocus to me.

Of course we can. You have a deal.

What's with you? Are you okay?

- Bjarke. - Yes?

He was my son.

- Huh? - Yes.

Holy shit.

I don't know why I'm telling you. I probably need to say that.

June told me. I didn't know that.

It's a bit much at once, if I'm being completely honest.

Yes, yes... I'll take this.

- Hello, dear. - Hello, Mona.

- What are you doing? - We...

- Not so much. - Has something happened?

No, no, everything is fine here.

- What's that sound? - It's Assad snoring.

We share a room. I'll shoot him soon.

- I miss you. - And I miss you.

- What are you doing here? - I just came to see everything again.

It is Bjarke's childhood home.

You can forgive that last thing. It was not reasonable.

Do not think about it. The same.

Did Christian know that Bjarke was mine?

No.

Did you tell Bjarke?

- Maybe I should have done that. - Why?

The two never quite got along.

What does it mean that Bjarke wrote on the mirror? "Sorry, Dad."

I think Bjarke was embarrassed in front of him.

Bjarke was special. He received a diagnosis.

Christian couldn't take that in. Then Bjarke started taking drugs-

- and went in and out of weaning. It went completely wrong.

Finally, Christian stopped talking to him.

I'm terribly sorry about that, June. I'm sorry it went so wrong.

You knew him best. Why did he act like that?

I do not know.

He came out to me a few months ago.

Totally confused and rambling on about…

...that he thought Bjarke had killed Alberte.

- That Bjarke did it? Why? - I do not know.

We started arguing and he completely broke down.

He probably just couldn't take it anymore. He saw ghosts everywhere.

It's Carl. I'm coming now.

I must go.

We're going.

Damn, what a round church, huh?

- It is because it is a round church. - Thank you, Carl.

- It's really nice on Bornholm. - Have you never been to Bornholm?

- No. Never ever. - It's nice here.

Have you been to Baghdad? Never? Never ever?

No, I have not been to Baghdad. What the hell was I supposed to do there?

Good. One more time.

- Thanks. - Thanks.

The Copenhagen Police.

- Welcome here. My name is Pirjo. - We have questions about Alberte Schneider.

- She went here, huh? - Yes, she did.

- Is there somewhere we can talk? - Obvious.

- What was her name? - Pirjo.

- Pyro? - Pirjo.

Of course I remember Alberte. We loved her.

It was terrible what happened. Atu and I were devastated.

- Who is Atu? - Atu is our spiritual leader.

He and I have built all this together. It is our life's work.

How was Alberte connected to you?

Alberte went to folk high school, but... But then she came to us.

- Do you have a collaboration with the school? - No, we do not have that.

We go everywhere where we can talk about what we believe in.

Han Atu then? Can we talk to him?

Of course you are allowed to "talk to he Atu", but...

Right now he is out on Nordklippan saying his morning prayer.

At Nordklippan, he charges his batteries.

Do you do more here than charge batteries?

We worship the light. And Osiris is our god.

But above all, we deal with love. Lots of love.

I want to show you our generator.

It collects electricity from a thousand solar panels that we set up in a field.

- You sell the sun? - As our contribution to humanity.

We supply ourselves with energy and then we sell the rest.

- Then nobody here has to pay. - Commendable.

You must understand that we do not exploit our members for money.

We take care of them. We want to fill their needs.

And if I want to become a member of your club then?

Do you want it, Carl?

Then you stay here and go through seven days of purification in the purification room.

I think I'm over it. When is Atu coming?

Unfortunately, he probably won't come today. But you are very welcome to come back.

He probably wants to talk to both of you. Come, let me show you our solar panels.

I think she Pia seemed okay.

Pirjo, Carl. Pirjo.

I feel sorry for people like that. I saw enough of that in Iraq.

People in the same clothes who think they are right.

But they haven't. They never have.

Yes?

Marie Frandsen is in the hospital and has just had surgery.

Someone cut off her tongue. Bak doesn't want you to know.

Did someone cut her tongue off?

Marie, I am terribly sorry for what has happened.

Can I ask you some questions?

Did you see who it was?

Was it a woman? It was a man who did it.

Do you know him?

You know him?

Can you try to say his name? I know it's hard.

S?

Take it easy.

Try writing this.

S.V.

K.

"SVK"?

Is that all? "SVK"? Is that all you know? Do you know more?

Is Lola here?

No.

Why?

It's time now.

Is it?

We had guests?

The police.

They... they asked about Alberte.

What did you say?

I said as it was. That we loved her.

We did that.

Really.

Welcome to local news.

The Bornholm police had a press conference about a dead woman-

which was washed ashore at Nordklippan.

We have identified the dead 26-year-old folk high school student-

- Wanda Hoffmann from Hamburg. Her German family has been notified.

It is too early to say whether the cause is a crime.

Nordklippan has previously been used as a suicide site for young people here.

What the hell is going on? You are conducting a full investigation behind my back.

That's right. The woman was pregnant and in her fourth month.

She was pregnant.

Did she jump herself too? Like Alberte jumped up the tree?

Damn, what bad police work. Why did you drop the investigation?

Shut up. The ferry leaves in an hour.

Take Mårten Gås with you. And the psychotic blonde out there.

You've done your part here.

The thing about you is that you're really old fashioned stupid.

Christian said, "Fortunately, he is so stupid that he never becomes corrupt."

- We laughed about that. - Did he laugh when you fucked June?

- She laughed when you tried. - Oh really?

Hey, hey, calm down! Relax!

- Let me be. - You have one hour, Carl!

- Then it's off! - That applies to you too. - And you!

It's absolutely incredible. Habersaat blows his skull off.

His son overdoses, sister-in-law's tongue is cut out.

- And we're going home. - We were sent home.

It's not our table. We investigate the case from home.

The warden and his weapon then?

The gun was registered, the others were legal.

He doesn't run away. You have seen to that.

But she's right. It's tiring with all your old shit.

Rose, did you tell the cultists you were from the police?

No. How so?

- You can become one of them. - Is she going to infiltrate them now?

Ask around. Albert participated in it. How did they perceive Albert?

It's hell, Carl.

They grow vegetables and do yoga. Would she put a carrot down her throat?

The only problem is that we have the Bornholm police after us.

Sneak away when we park.

- I have a better idea. - What do you think?

Assad, give me your phone.

- Why? - Just give it to me now!

Call me from this once every 24 hours.

- You blend in for a couple of days. Understood? - Yes.

- Too much can go wrong. - Let me do my job.

- That's a bad idea. Think about it. - I don't want to hear your emotional talk.

- It is not thought through at all. - I'm a policeman and I can handle myself.

- I'm the cleaning lady. - No. You are much more than that.

I know who you are.

- You are Shirley. Wanda's friend. - Yes.

Are you nervous, Shirley?

Come a little closer.

And stay. Breathe in.

- How long have you been here? - Four months.

Have you figured out what to let go of?

Not yet.

I have. You shouldn't be ashamed of being a fat girl.

Just say it out loud and the pain will go away.

We love you. There is so much to love about a person like you.

You should say: "I'm a fat girl."

I know it's hard, but it will set you free.

- I'm a fat girl. - Higher.

- I'm a fat girl. - Say it like you mean it.

- I'm a fat girl. - I'm a fat girl.

- I'm a fat girl. - You are a fat girl.

- I'm a fat girl. - And enjoy saying it.

- Enjoy who you are. - I'm a fat girl!

Very good.

Take Wanda's belt with you when you go. She forgot it the last time she was here.

I gave it to her for her birthday. It was hidden under the mattress.

You know they were lovers. It might have ended up there by itself.

- No, she has been missing for four days. - Then we will talk to Atu tomorrow.

- Will you go with me to the police? - Cousin, Shirley...!

- Should it really be necessary? - There is something that is completely wrong.

Okay. If you feel that strongly, then of course we do.

Thanks.

Oh but, baby...!

- Carl! - Help Assad.

- Hello. - Hey, Gordon.

- Didn't you read art history? - Yes, a couple of semesters.

Look at Alberte's drawings.

She was good. It's a fine line.

It's the same man in the pictures.

The dimensions are the same. Same cut across the broad shoulders.

That's the only woman. I think it's a self portrait.

Is she pregnant?

- It is possible. - That arch over the stomach.

It is also the same red color under the right armpit.

- It has been important to mark. - What do you think it is?

A wound? A tattoo, maybe.

- What do you say, Assad? - Very nice.

Is it very nice? Thanks for the help.

He's looking over his shoulder here.

Holy shit. They are siblings.

- Which ones? - Pirjo and he Atu.

- Why do you think that? - It is written in Habersaat's note.

Life is short. There is much to be afraid of.

The violence.

The drought. Power psychoses of old men.

Clowns.

They have the same mother from a suburb in Stockholm, but two different fathers.

One is Danish, the other Swedish.

Pirjo went into an orphanage. Atu had to move to his father in Copenhagen.

The father was also a drug addict. Atu was taken into custody by the authorities.

- But are we afraid? Are we afraid? - No!

During those years, Pirjo and Atu did not meet.

We are not afraid. For we have entered the light.

They connected as teenagers.

Habersaat writes that they developed a very strong survival logic.

We know. Here at us, we know. But out there they don't know.

They don't understand that to heal the world we must heal ourselves.

They founded the cult in 2008. It quickly became popular.

And we are getting more and more.

- Just look at that new beautiful face. - It's Rose.

You have come to the place where we thank the sun for life and its gifts.

We are not a religion.

Religions shade the sun and put fear into systems.

We want to escape the fear. Everything that makes you, Rose, not you.

Shall we give her a welcome?

- It's too shady. - Just because they believe in something else.

No, because Rose is among them. That's what worries me.

Hello.

I took the liberty of hanging up some clothes for you.

- Well, it's for me? Thanks. - If you want. Everything here is voluntary.

I think it was very nice of you to come.

But... if you want, I will be very happy to receive your mobile phone.

Yes of course.

You are welcome.

Come out into the light, lovely Rose.

We have Bjarke, we have Simon Fabian-

and we have Stefan von Kristoff.

- We have Björn Johansson... - What did you say his name was?

Stefan von Kristoff. He was Alberta's visual arts teacher at folk high school.

- SVK? - Yes. What about it?

Tok-Marie had her tongue cut out. She wrote "SVK" on a piece of paper.

- I didn't find anything with the initials. - What's with him?

Christian Habersaat thought they were in a relationship.

In the picture in Habersaat's house, she has a tattoo on her calf.

I thought it was a tattoo. There is nothing in the other pictures.

I think it's a signature.

SVK's signature. He is the one who made the picture.

- Is he just a folk high school teacher? - Former.

He was fired for exhibiting out-of-bounds behavior.

Find out where he lives.

The Copenhagen Police.

Hey! The Copenhagen Police!

Turn that off. Turn it off.

- Are you SVK? - Stefan von Kristoff.

We want to ask about Alberte Schneider, whom you taught at Bornholm.

- Is it true? - Yes. I know why you came here.

You finally figured out that I took the picture of her in the tree-

- and then you think: "Oh, then he's probably a murderer."

Now you will be disappointed. It's not me. So let's not waste each other's time.

- Tell us about the picture. - There is not much to tell.

I found Alberte in the tree and took a picture of her.

That picture was my breakthrough. I've sold thousands of copies of it.

- Where do you sell them? - Online.

- The dark web? - Yes. I'm big in the dark.

- How did you take the picture? - I took it with my camera.

What were you doing there so early in the morning?

You have to know something about Alberte to understand the context.

Alberte was the most talented student I ever had.

I became jealous of her. Yes, I was a little jealous of her.

Once she wanted to learn to draw animals.

So we rode out early in the morning, found them. Unspoiled, dead on the roads.

Then we cycled home.

I didn't teach her to draw. She could.

But I taught her to look beyond the immediate.

Did you have a relationship?

- I was in love with Alberta. - Was it answered?

Yes, I thought so. A short time.

- But she got pregnant with someone else. - Who did she get pregnant with?

It wasn't you? It wouldn't have been so damn good for your career.

I had no career. It was humiliating.

- How? - As a man without success, as an artist.

- You know how that works. - How?

You make a mess, struggle with it, you hope you fall in love.

And then you are left. Then you become a laughing stock.

And then you learn that the whole world sucks.

- So that morning you found Alberte? - I found Alberte by the tree. Death.

Hit by a car. And then I took that picture.

By the tree? You said "by the tree". Alberte was found up in the tree.

- I found her in the tree. - Up in or by the tree?

I took a picture when she was up in the tree! That's what I'm saying!

Why didn't you call the police instead of taking pictures of her?

I think you killed Alberte, hoisted her up the tree-

- snapped your pictures and became famous among a bunch of necrophiliac idiots.

Stephen?

Marie Frandsen on Bornholm. Do you know her?

- No. - They call her Tok-Marie.

She says she knows you.

Damn it!

- Good morning, Rose. - Good morning.

Atu wants to meet you.

What am I supposed to do?

- Just the one. - Yes, just the one.

- Pirjo speaks so beautifully of you, Rose. - Well, does she?

Thanks.

Then I just wanted so badly to meet you.

- Do you like it here? - Yes.

- It's exciting. - Can I look at you?

Is it weird?

No. Or... it's okay.

Give me your hands.

I will ask some questions. But you must not answer.

Okay.

Are you on your guard, Rose?

Do you believe me?

Who is your best friend? Did he take his luck with him?

And let the shame stay?

Do you miss the orgasm?

Can you forgive evil? Is the pain greater than the meaning?

You must answer the next question.

Are you sorry, Rose? Tell me about it.

- I can not. - Is it a man?

A man who would take care of you?

He didn't take care of you. He hurt you.

Did he take advantage of you?

Was that your dad?

He went on and on and on and on.

I couldn't take it anymore.

Then I undressed him.

Beat him and smashed him.

Destroyed him.

He was hospitalized.

When he was discharged from the hospital…

...then he hanged himself.

It was me.

- I killed him. - No you did not.

You fought for your life. He made a hole in your soul.

It is the worst thing you can do to another human being.

Now we fill them with light.

Look into my eyes. It is fear. It's just light.

It is not fear. It's just light.

There is no fear, only light. There is no fear, only light.

I'm with you. I'm in you.

The sun is in my hands. Feel them getting warmer.

Hotter and hotter and hotter.

There is no fear, only light. There is no fear, only light.

You are safe.

Sleeping.

- Did you buy it? - Yes.

- Have you heard anything from the lab? - I'm still waiting for the DNA answer.

I'll call Rose. She hasn't heard from her in three days.

- They've called from... - Wait.

It is important. The detention center rang. SVK wants to talk to you.

- We're just not done. - He wants to admit something.

- What does he want to admit? - That he pulled Alberte up the tree.

I found her in the ditch. She was bleeding from her nose, head, ears.

She was very beautiful.

Chalk white. Ice cold. She had no pulse.

So I took a picture. One more.

So I got the idea to pull her up and put her right in the tree.

And then I knew it was the most beautiful thing I would ever see.

That's what I'm guilty of. I didn't kill her.

I found her and did something unforgivable.

That's why I didn't call the police that morning.

I regret it every single day.

I would like to believe you.

To regret as much as you say, you got a lot out of it.

What kind of picture did you take with Alberte?

- I haven't sold it. - You said you sold thousands.

Not the original file. The work is not finished.

- When will it be ready then? - When I'm done.

Hello, Klaus. Just put it there.

Thanks.

You were on Bornholm last Wednesday. Were you out with Marie Frandsen?

I don't know who Marie Frandsen is.

Marie Frandsen had her tongue cut out on Wednesday.

Assad bought it on your portal for 66,000 kroner.

We have taken dna samples. It's Marie Frandsen's tongue.

Yes. But I don't know where my material comes from.

It could have been the tongue of any human being.

That is the work. It is the context in which the work must be understood.

Are you sad that you never got your own exhibition?

You were so full of hope at the art academy.

So how did you end up at an insignificant folk high school on Bornholm?

It must have been a defeat.

- My art is not for everyone. - No, you're damn right.

And then Albert sat there. Knew everything.

And therefore she would die.

I have read about you. You are a zero.

You have always been a zero and always will be a zero.

Your only audience is a bunch of necrophilic morons who set dead bodies on fire.

And you said Alberte was bleeding from the nose and ears.

But dead people don't bleed.

- No. - Was she alive when you found her?

Are you ready? You guys are damn good, huh?

You have really practiced. Can I borrow your computer?

For what?

Now you are going to look and then you are going to tell us what you see.

So are you going to tell me why SVK is big in the dark.

She lives there. Now she is dead.

She lives there. Now she is dead.

She lives there. Now she is dead.

A young girl exhaling in a tree right there. That's where it happens.

No one has ever done that before.

- She was alive when you brought her up. - Dying. I didn't kill her.

- You are a sick person. - I am SVK.

- Is that him? - Don't you think so?

Why doesn't he confess? He might have run her over by accident.

He was in love with her, killed her and created an art installation.

I'll call Rose.

How are you?

I feel good.

- Good. - Yes.

So. Now eat, my love.

Thanks.

Look into my eyes.

Light is strength. Light is power.

Light is strength. Light is power.

I am the light.

Light is strength. Light is power.

Light is strength. Light is power.

I am the light. The light is in me.

I am the light. The light is in me.

I am the light. The light is in me.

Use me and dispel the darkness. I am nothing. The light is everything.

I am nothing. The light is everything.

Light is strength. Light is power. Light is strength. Light is power.

You are happy.

Are you...?

Finally.

A child of the sun. In pure bloodline. Little sister.

Mom would have been proud.

- Do you think so? - Yes.

Finally.

We celebrate that a child of the sun has been born.

A child of a goddess. A child who carries the light within him. Which is the light.

We celebrate that a child of the sun has been born. A child of a goddess.

A child who carries the light within him. He comes from flesh and blood.

Pass the light on to everyone who wants to receive and then everything is possible!

Everything is possible! Everything is possible!

The answering machine is switched off.

- Yes? - Are you sitting?

We are sitting in a car. What do you think?

- SVK has stung. - What are you talking about?

He is a murder suspect and is being monitored.

First he beats his head bloody-

- bangs it on the wall until blood sprays everywhere.

He calls a guard and comes to the emergency room.

I have sent you a file. Look at it.

We have this one.

The guards do not check if there are other exits.

SVK gets up calmly and nicely and goes out through the back entrance.

- Just like that? - Just like that.

- Damn, what amateurs. - The patrols are still looking for him.

- How do I rewind? - Press there on the left.

- What is he saying here? - Something he's going to do?

I have something to finish.

I hate not finishing.

Gordon, are you there? I think I know where he is.

We go out to his place on Refshaleøen. Send reinforcements.

Welcome!

It is tonight that the work will be finished.

You are part of it.

Just come closer. Go towards the light.

We have the role models.

We have men with guns, we have cameras buzzing.

Smile at the dark.

Because they are sitting out there. The whole world is your audience.

Stay!

Yes, where am I?

Look at the shadow. Is it me?

- Show your hands! - Stop when I say so!

- Hey! - Hey! Stephen!

- Was it genuine? Am I hanging there? - Where is he?

No, the shadow is not real. Look at the shadow.

He doesn't give a damn. He sucks at everything, doesn't care.

He invades other works.

And tonight he also invades my work which is Alberte in the tree.

A poor artist who was in the right place at the wrong time.

And then we have you, primates with guns.

Is it the story of Alberta? Is it true?

But what is genuine? What is truth?

Is everything just a series of tricks waiting to be revealed?

Like the life you think you live versus the life you actually live.

Like Alberte who was killed in a ditch, but died in a tree.

How lousy I was at folk high school. How lousy we live our lives.

And it wasn't me. It was not me!

But you don't believe that! You must look towards the light!

How lousy I was at folk high school. How lousy we live our lives.

Hey!

- Get your hands up! - Look towards the light.

- The sun guides you. - Up with them.

Bye. It wasn't as fun as I had imagined.

But now at least the work is finished.

Is that recognition enough for you?

- It's Carl. - Hi, it's June.

Did I wake you up? Sorry.

I sat all night with the old photo albums with pictures of Bjarke.

And so I was just wondering if you wanted to see some of them.

I would love to.

Maybe you can come tonight for a glass of wine?

It sounds nice, but I'm not on Bornholm anymore.

It was just a thought. Call if you come here again.

- I'll do that. - Carl?

I hope you know I did my best.

- Yes, yes, of course. - I will send you the pictures.

Who was it?

It was a woman in deep sorrow. She just lost her son.

- So boring. - Yes, it's too damned.

Mona?

So was my son.

I knew her 30 years ago. She never told me that.

- That it was your son? - Yes.

It tears up a lot of old stuff.

Carl. You have to control it.

Do what must be done. And come back when you're done.

Because I hope you will be.

- Commissioner Birkedal. - It's Carl Mørck.

What does the autopsy actually say about Bjarke Habersaat?

It said…

"Cause of death: overdose. Body full of heroin, vodka and nerve agents."

Did you find anything at his house?

Old pay slips and a computer with pictures that I haven't checked.

- Can't you send it to me? - Do I need to know why?

No. Bak doesn't have to either.

Lucky for you that Bak is an asshole. You'll have it in half an hour.

We have to go to Bornholm. We have to get Atu.

- Rose then? - We have to get her out of there.

Hello June. I'm on Bornholm again. We need to talk about some things.

Bjarke was part of the sun sect. Do you know what happened there?

Christian was right that Bjarke was involved in Alberte's murder. Ring.

Rose.

You look happy.

Atu took me to morning prayer. I can't describe it.

- You don't have to, I understand. - Obvious.

I have actually spoken to Atu. We concluded that you are ready.

Ready for what?

- Ready for cleaning. - Purification?

All have gone through seven days of purification to gain permanent membership.

Seven days? It's a long time.

Yes. You can ask Lola who has been inside for five days now.

We take off our shoes in here.

- Holy shit. - You sleep there. The toilet is in there.

Shit, it's hot.

The sun is hot.

- Who are you? - Who am I? What do you mean?

Are you a police officer?

- No. - I think you are.

No I am not.

I want to go out.

I just walked right in. I hope it's okay.

Hi Carl.

I actually came to talk to he Atu. Or Frank.

He's your brother, right?

What has happened? You're bleeding.

I... I've been practicing a little karate.

Frank had a relationship with Alberte, right? Sexual relationship?

He has a sexual relationship with almost everyone here.

Bjarke Habersaat.

- Yes? - What do you know about him?

I met him for the first time when I was lecturing at Folkhögskolan.

He got curious and came to us. We took him in, gave him a hug.

He disappeared suddenly, but I heard he was staying with his mother.

He was a very special guy. Very... own.

Okay...

- Can I talk to him Frank? - His name is Atu.

Can I talk to him?

- Have you seen Rose? - No.

Have you seen Rose?

Have you seen Rose?

- Atu has a small office down here. - In the generator room? Oh okay.

- After you. - Thanks.

Who knows you're here?

- Hello. Who knows you're here? - Rose. Only Rose.

Rose is not here anymore. Who else knows?

- What have you done with her? - I haven't done anything with Rose.

I liked her.

You sent her here. This is all your fault.

- Answer my question, Carl. - Have you killed her?

Did she get too close to your brother? Was that why she was going to die?

Like the others. Did they get too close to your brother?

You trivialize me. And it's disrespectful.

The other girls were pregnant.

- Couldn't you get pregnant yourself? - Yes, I can get pregnant.

And only I can give birth to his child.

- Are you pregnant now? - Yes it's me.

You're bleeding.

I can get you to the hospital.

Come on, cut me out of this. I promise to help you.

Hello!

Have you seen Rose?

Carl?

Hey. Carl? Can you hear me?

Carl! Carl, damn it!

- Where is she? Pirjo. - She's up there.

I can't find Rose. Come on.

Give me two seconds. I'm just going to... Ouch as...

Lola? Lola!

Please. Come on.

Yes.

What happened?

I have lost her.

Forgive me.

Sit with me for a while.

Please.

I always loved sitting here with you.

It's the police! Open!

What are the police doing here?

- I think they know. - Know what then?

All.

I did it for you. I did it for you.

I don't know what you are talking about.

- It has nothing to do with me. - Do not go. Do not go.

Do not leave me.

Do not leave me. Do not leave me.

Do not leave me.

It is burning! It is burning!

She's dead. Come on.

Rose?

We have to get her out.

Rose?

- Are you okay? - Yes.

- We can't find Atu. - I think I know where he is.

Thank you for your warm rays. Thank you for your deed among the chosen ones.

- Atu! - Light is strength, light is power.

Ouch! Away from the edge! Ouch! Away from the edge!

- Use me and dispel the darkness. - Hey! Frank!

We have questions about Alberte Schneider. Step away from the edge!

- Light is strength, light is power. - Carl?

Keep an eye on that pig.

Hell don't drag Bjarke into your theories like Christian did.

My son is not a murderer.

They took advantage of him because he loved them and was finally happy-

- because he felt he belonged somewhere.

June, damn it.

Bjarke came out to me one evening. He was completely beside himself.

They said Alberte was a threat to the sect because she was pregnant.

- Who said that? - The sister. She brought the word.

But he, the sun king, knows everything that happens.

Bjarke was so scared, but also felt chosen.

That's how much power they had over him.

I tried to calm him down, but couldn't get through to him.

So the next morning I drove here to talk to Atu.

I just wanted to talk to him.

But then I see her and there is no one around.

It was an impulse. It was so easy. It went so fast.

I just wanted Bjarke to be able to continue being happy.

I did it for our son's sake.

But then they threw him out anyway. Atu said the sun did not want him.

So he started the drugs again. Because he felt alone.

June, get in the car and stay there.

Yes.

- June? - Get an ambulance here! - She must be cut free.

The Copenhagen Police. We have a breakdown on Nordklippan.

Carl, we have to knit!

- Sorry, June. - Get out of here!

- Hello. - Hello.

- Hey, Gordon. - Hello.

Hi, Gordon. Everything is going down. And all the boxes are going to the basement.

Rose? Are you okay?

Yes.