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So... you work for the municipality of Odense?

I do therapy groups.

-I don't even know what you do. -I work at a sawmill.

You're a carpenter?

Not by trade. I have a degree in molecular biology.

But I... got tired of that world, so I felt like doing something else.

Dad, what car is that...

-This is Louise. -Hi.

I paid for her things at the gas station.

-I thought you'd be home later. -Elliot has a family thing today.

-I texted you. -I didn't see.

-I just came by to say thanks. -My pleasure.

-Can I use the bathroom? -Sure, down the hall.

Bye.

-Have you had breakfast? -How long has she been here?

Ten minutes or so. She just came to give me the money.

-Do you know her? -I just met her at the gas station.

Are you hungry?

Did you have a fun weekend?

-What did you do? -Nothing much.

Is Louise your girlfriend?

-No. -Do you go out at night to see her?

No. She just came by for coffee.

Isn't that her bracelet?

Yes.

Why is it here if you only had coffee?

Never you mind.

-Did she sleep over? -Never you mind!

-I'm off. Nice to meet you. -I'll see you out.

-Johannes found it on the couch. -Sorry.

It's okay. He'll live.

Can I see you again?

Tonight or...?

I have to tell you something.

Okay.

Are you married?

No, I'm not married.

I live in Copenhagen,

and I don't know how long I'll be staying in Funen.

-But you work here? -At the moment, yes.

I'm assisting the police with an investigation.

I'm a criminal profiler

and I don't know how long the investigation will last.

I just don't want to lie to you.

That's fine.

See you.

HOUSE NO. 55

THOSE WHO KILL

Did you call the buyer of Niels Ørslev's house?

Yes. Masja Zelinsky intended to buy it alone.

She lives in Singapore, so that was a dead end.

We're focusing on any of Kasper Larsen's clients

who were gifted an USB drive.

-How many are you down to? -11.

Søren and Torben have been at it all night and eliminated one more.

Thor Andersen has been working in Germany since January,

so he's out.

But some of the others overlap the victims in interesting ways.

This guy, Jens-Ole Faarup,

is a member of the same gym as William Fjeldby.

He bought a house through Kasper Larsen.

Married, 47, four children,

a triathlete and head of the local Rotary club.

Is that the kind of normal person we're looking for?

Normal, yes.

I don't think our guy sees that many people.

He's more of a loner.

Okay.

-He goes into this pile. -I may be mistaken.

We need to narrow down the list. We can't surveil so many people.

How about house searches?

Having been gifted a USB drive isn't enough to get a search warrant.

We need more.

-We need to narrow down our suspects. -Right.

There are many overlaps between the victims and Larsen's clients.

One of the suspects lives 300 meters from Esben Quist's parents.

Another has a daughter who graduated with Markus Ejbye.

But which of them fits your profile best?

They all have something. One has a bankrupt company.

One is divorced and living in a one-room apartment.

One was convicted of assault against a former boss.

-They all have something. -But none of them have it all.

Could it be a woman?

Perhaps doing it with a man?

No, and he doesn't have a male accomplice.

He does it alone. He doesn't trust anyone.

-I can't eliminate any more, Karina. -If only we had his DNA.

Yeah. And a mouth swab from the ten suspects for comparison.

Hi... hi there.

Where did you come from? Come here.

Out you go. There.

They're all asleep, including Cecilie. Well, how's it going?

Good. We're down to ten. But...

But what?

I don't really believe in it.

-Your cop intuition tells you that? -My experience.

What does your experience tell you?

I've been staring at them for three days

without getting that feeling of... yes!

There you are! Gotcha!

But you've got me.

Johannes, would you like a roll with your cocoa?

No, I'm not hungry.

When you've finished it, go to bed.

-Good night. -Good night.

-Don't pick up. -I have to.

Two seconds.

-Yes? -Were you asleep?

No. What's up? It's Louise.

I'm looking at the CCTV photos from the harbor. Got them?

I'll get them. Hang on.

-Yes? -Shine a light on them.

Look at the photo of him going back.

Isn't he missing his right-hand glove?

Shit! Why did he take it off?

Maybe he cut it on the broken glass and discarded it.

But we've searched the area with dogs.

-It might be worth doing it again. -Sure. Absolutely.

-We'll do that. Thanks for calling. -See you tomorrow.

-So he's missing a glove? -Yes. He must have discarded it.

We think he parked his car in a lot far away.

Maybe he threw the glove away before driving off.

He didn't expect us to find out he'd been in the harbor.

If we find that glove, we have his DNA.

Go find that glove.

Don't go to sleep, okay?

-Hi, Karina. -I found the glove.

What? Where are you?

At the harbor.

I just found it among some old rubble behind a hatch.

Okay. Anything else?

-Any clothes? -Perhaps. It must be his.

Karina.

Karina...

Karina!

Karina!

Send assistance to the harbor. Karina's been attacked.

I don't know where. Some hatch at the harbor. Hurry!

What the hell was she doing there all alone?

Is she okay?

Slightly concussed, bruised, but okay.

Ouch!

-Did you find the glove? -No.

No. He must have gone there to get it.

-Did you see his face? -No, it was dark.

He's got a head start of 20 minutes. Why don't we find him?

Road blocks were up within 30 minutes.

Not fast enough!

Get the CCTV from the gas station on the road. No! Not now.

-You need stitches. -I'll settle for the clips.

No, just leave. Go!

-I'm going to the station... -No, we need to examine your clothes.

-And you should talk to a counselor. -No time.

He may have left DNA on your clothes.

I'm okay, honey. Really.

It's okay.

Sit down.

-I'm okay. -Calm down.

Baby...

-Take the bus home today. -Aren't you driving me to practice?

No. We have to talk.

About what?

I'll tell you this afternoon, okay?

Okay, thanks.

No DNA. Not on Karina or at the harbor.

The CCTV at the gas station doesn't cover the road.

Could one of our suspects have attacked Karina last night?

Perhaps.

There must be some way of narrowing down the list.

Let's put him under surveillance.

The guy who vandalized his boss' home?

He moved here four months before the first murder, Markus Ejbye.

So he went from vandalism to murder in four months?

-Maybe he was already at it then. -Where did he move here from?

Aalborg.

No. Number 9 studied at Aalborg University

where Martin Fjellesen works.

The guy who called after he'd seen Alice Ejbye's video?

Yes.

I already talked to him. Wasn't he just an attention seeker?

There were several matches.

He'd been drugged and taken to the woods.

Six months before Markus Ejbye was killed.

His assailant almost strangled him to death.

-And did the assailant film him? -Yes.

But that was before we knew the killer had filmed Markus Ejbye.

Let's show these ten to Martin Fjellesen.

Maybe he recognizes one of them.

-Did you have a nice weekend? -Can we talk?

Sure.

What's up?

You're making me nervous. What's wrong?

I promised to consider your offer of taking over the mill.

Yes?

I have to resign.

I'm grateful you gave me a chance back then

and I liked working here.

-So why quit? I don't understand. -I'm sorry.

I'm leaving today.

Thank you.

We'll keep you posted. Get well.

I promise.

-Karina hates having to stay at home. -The CCTV from the furniture store.

Martin Fjellesen doesn't pick up

because he's the main speaker at a conference in Aarhus.

I left him a message.

They're ready to be briefed on surveillance.

I'm coming.

What are we gonna do about Fjellesen?

He's not going to call back.

But he called us.

Once, wanting to meet at a lay-by. No, he's ashamed.

-Of being a victim? -Or of not reporting the assault.

I'll go to Aarhus and talk to him.

No, we'll send an officer.

He won't talk to a stranger. I should go.

Okay, go to Aarhus. But listen.

If he recognizes one of them, don't question him. Bring him asap.

-Of course. See you later. -Bye.

Hi.

Are you okay?

Listen, I quit my job today.

-Why? -Because...

Well, it was your mom's idea to live in Funen.

Now she's moved to Singapore

so I thought you and I needed a fresh start.

So I've decided that we're moving to Norway.

You and me.

We're leaving tomorrow morning,

so pack your stuff.

I don't want to move.

We're going to do as I say, okay?

And you can thank your mom for that. Pack your stuff.

Martin Fjellesen?

-We met a few months ago... -I remember you.

-I'm sorry to barge in. Can we talk? -I don't have time now.

Just five minutes.

Martin, just five minutes, I promise.

Martin...

Do you know how hard it was for me to talk to you?

Six years I've feared what would happen

if I told anyone what I'd been through.

That they wouldn't believe me. Like you didn't.

I believed you.

We just couldn't connect the murder in Funen to the attack on you.

I want to show you some suspects.

We haven't ruled out that it might be the same man, and that you knew him.

-I really want you to see the photos. -I don't have time now.

There's only ten. Please see if you recognize anyone.

It may be some old acquaintance. An old colleague or student.

Maybe someone you had a conflict with.

Please take your time.

Professor of Molecular Biology Martin Fjellesen

-You're a professor of biology? -Molecular biology.

Have you had a student called Peter, a Norwegian?

Yes, Peter Vinge.

He already had a degree. He stopped about...

-It must be seven years ago. -Why did he stop?

He was working on his thesis,

but I caught him faking some test results.

He made them up, so we asked him to start over.

You have to come in for questioning.

-I can't. -You have to! Come on!

-Will you please give me my bag! -Just get in.

Where's your bag? I asked you to pack.

Dad, if we have to move, I think I'd like to live with Mom.

-In Singapore. -Go and pack.

It's not that I don't want to live with you.

You'd just rather live with your mom, is that it?

Answer me. Would you rather live with your mom?

I'd be careful about that. Think twice about that.

Okay?

Mom isn't living alone in Singapore.

She left us because she's got a man. She's fucking some guy right now.

-Didn't she tell you? -You have a new girlfriend, too.

No, I don't.

-I want to live with Mom! -No. It's you and me.

I hate you!

Go and pack!

Johannes...

Johannes!

Johannes. I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to do that.

This thing with Mom and me isn't your fault, okay?

Johannes, I'm sorry.

Johannes.

Well...

He was intelligent. No doubt about it.

And ambitious. The students liked him. He was a good teacher.

-His name is Peter Vinge? -Yeah.

How did his name pop up?

Martin mentioned a conflict of theirs.

-And his ex is Masja Zelinsky? -Yes.

So you caught Peter Vinge cheating?

Yes, and I confronted him about it.

But Peter denied any wrongdoing,

I felt compelled to take it further

and I told the management who called him in for a meeting.

It can't have been a nice conversation.

For him, I mean.

He took it okay, I think.

-We offered him to start over. -But he didn't?

Unfortunately not.

He dropped his thesis and resigned.

So you never thought Peter Vinge could have been your attacker?

No.

No, he...

He must have been furious with you.

It was all your fault.

Well, I guess he must have been. But I didn't see anything.

It's him!

What do you want?

Now?

No. Don't come here.

Peter Vinge, 39, born and raised in Norway,

has lived in Funen for 14 years.

Still married to Masja Zelinsky, who works in Singapore.

We think she moved recently.

They've been separated for more than a year before.

Peter Vinge was unemployed for almost two years

after the university.

The attack on Martin and the murder of Markus, Esben and Kasper

all took place while he was living alone.

But after the murder of Kasper, the couple is reunited

and two months later, they buy the house in which he still lives.

He gets a job at a sawmill.

That's probably why he hides Kasper Larsen's body better.

He intended for Kasper to be the last.

He chose to stop like Louise said.

There's no doubt. Peter Vinge is our assailant.

So... we're going to pick him up now.

Dad?

Dad?

Get down!

-Police! -Get the boy!

-Dad! -In there!

Clear.

-Where's your dad? -I don't know!

-You're coming with me. -No!

Continue upstairs.

He isn't here.

I know you said he could be normal like this.

But I found it hard to imagine. He's got a son.

How could his family not know?

-Karina. -Yes, Torben.

-Come to the garage. -Coming.

-In here? -Yes, come.

That's Esben's.

William.

Kasper.

Ricky.

And Markus.

Where the hell is he?

Subtitles: Helle Schou Kristiansen Edited by: Alicia Núñez - www.plint.com