Yeah, well, not anymore. Not at all.
The house really was amazing, Jon.
Stop.
Before we go in, let me just remind you
to be on your best behavior.
Okay?
We're very lucky to get this tour.
- And what is this? - The baptismal fountain.
Do we have anybody here who hasn't been baptized?
And the rest of you, do you remember your baptism?
No.
Well, what have we got here?
We usually use the water on the baby's head,
but drinking speeds up the effect.
In the Old Testament,
water is an element that gives life.
Thomas.
This is our new organ player.
Will you play something, please?
Let them hear some real church music.
Bravo, Thomas.
Okay, come on.
Bye now. Goodbye.
Is there a problem?
No.
Is his name really Thomas?
Yes. Why?
Are you sure it's not Jan?
Jan? No.
I'm sorry. Thanks for the tour.
My pleasure.
- Hi. - Hi.
- How was the field trip? - It went well.
Will they take my class as well?
Yeah, they might.
Is the pool free?
I think so.
- Just go do your thing. - Thanks.
Let's do it.
What do you mean?
- I want to move. - Are you sure?
But isn't that what you want?
Yeah, sure, but...
What about the kids-- Selma?
I'll talk to her.
You know I'd have to start right away if I accept this job, right?
Okay.
And that we'd have to move
very soon?
Okay.
Crawl into bed now.
Do you know what?
I think we should throw a massive farewell party.
Yeah, before school ends.
You can invite anyone you want.
Us moving isn't sad.
It's something we should celebrate.
When's your turn?
I'm one of the last ones.
Okay, I'll take her for a little drive
so she can sleep. Be right back.
In the presence of witnesses,
I ask you, Orjan Karlsen :
Do you take Kamilla Andrea Fjell
to be your lawfully wedded wife?
I do.
Do you vow to love and honor her and stay faithfully by her side
for better or worse until death do you part?
I do.
Then I ask you, Kamilla Andrea Fjell :
Do you take Orjan Karlsen
to be your lawfully wedded husband?
I do.
Do you vow to love and honor him
and stay by his side until death do you part?
I do.
Please take each other's hand.
I hereby pronounce you husband and wife.
What's wrong, Mommy?
There's just something about weddings, you know.
Hi. Have you played yet?
Good. I was worried that we missed it.
You did. My turn's already been.
Can't you go last? I'll talk to your teacher.
You don't care how I play, as long as I just play.
I had to take Malin for a drive.
You've been gone forever.
We've been to a wedding.
- No, you haven't. - Selma.
I don't care. We're moving anyway.
My sweet little girl.
I'm not your girl. We're adopted.
Our real parents can come get us any time.
Selma.
Come on. Selma, come here.
Don't you ever say that.
Nobody gets to take you away from me.
Do you think my violin is broken?
No no, it'll be fine.
Jan T. Hansen pleads not guilty
Isak will never be found
You promised me hot chocolate aofer practice.
The ducks want a cinnamon roll.
They do? Really?
Do you want your jacket off?
Hi. Did you get my message?
No.
We're going to dinner with my new boss and his wife.
When?
Right now. Hege is babysitting.
- Hi, Hege. - Hi.
This man is the reason why we're going to Denmark, Agnes.
Hurry up. Put on a dress.
Oops, I'm sorry.
- Hi. - Hi.
Not to be pushy or anything.
You look great in the black one.
Okay, or that one.
I'm ready.
- Here you go. - Thanks.
We're thrilled to have Jon come work for us.
He's a gentleman and indeed overqualified.
He's almost like a guardian angel.
He's our guardian angel too.
Sounds great. Let's drink to that.
Cheers.
The market has been dramatically changing over the last year.
We've had to let several of our valuable employees go.
No more work talk. Let's enjoy.
Of course.
We'll save that for later.
How do your daughters feel about moving?
It won't be a problem.
They're adopted, right?
Yes.
We also had a little boy.
Yes, one that you lost, right?
Yes, one that we lost.
One thing is losing him,
but to never find him again...
- They never found him? - No.
And the court case didn't give us any answers.
They were just blaming each other.
We don't have a grave to visit either.
Our oldest son might as well be dead.
Sofie, this is--
Sometimes he comes home
completely exhausted.
I pamper him and take care of him.
I feed him.
And as soon as I turn my back on him he steals from me.
He's like a stranger.
He's a drug addict.
But he's my boy.
If he'd been dead,
at least we would've had a grave to visit.
Is this really necessary?
I say it because I love him.
Every day I ask myself why.
He's an adult now.
When we moved, I buried all his kid's clothes
in the backyard.
Sofie.
I buried the son I once knew.
Agnes.
I haven't--
I haven't been able to drink hot chocolate
since that day.
I get sick to my stomach
just by the smell of it.
Is there anything you'd like to have?
We would like some cinnamon rolls for dessert, please.
Excuse me?
Oh, come on. Be creative.
Four cinnamon rolls.
Yes.
You'd tell me if something was wrong, wouldn't you?
He plays so damn well.
He plays the organ at a church--
Jan, the tall one.
Did you know about his release?
I love you.
Is that why we're moving?
Because he's out?
I'm only trying to protect you.
Protect me from what?
You couldn't have stopped him from getting out.
You can't pretend like it wasn't going to happen.
I'm not a child, Jon.
Okay, fine. We're not moving.
Of course we're moving.
But then what?
Shall we let him run around while we have to hide?
He has already ruined enough.
What about the kids? And your job?
I'm going to find him.
I'm going to make him confess everything.
You leave him alone.
I'm supposed to leave him alone?
And you'll do whatever you want?
Hi. Did everything go all right?
Yes, no problem.
Did you have a good time?
- Thanks. - Thanks for helping out.
I'm sorry, Agnes, l--
He is together with a little boy.
No, I don't want to hear this.
There was a boy with him.
Stop it. It's all in your head.
- He's a killer. - But I saw it.
It's all in your head, Agnes.
There is no boy!
What's wrong? You can't sleep?
Come here.
We'll need help to liof a few heavy things.
Then we'll do a barbeque.
Get your backpacks, girls. Let's go.
Great. Bye.
Out, now.
I'm sorry.
I keep screwing up all the time.
No, you're not screwing up. It's me.
I'll let go of him. I promise.
Come on. Let's go.
Jon, how did you know about his release?
- We got a letter. - When?
A few weeks ago.
Did somebody move him?
You have a little boy.
What's his name?
My boy? His name is Jens.
Take good care of Jens. Promise me.
Mommy.
- Where is Jens? - He was here just now.
- Where's my Mom? - Jens?
Jens.
He killed my son.
A four-year-old boy. Did you know that?
He's a child murderer, and you let him work here?
This is a church.
If he can't get a second chance here, then where will he?
But he's with a little boy!
He's riding around with a little boy!
Yes, and he loves Thomas.
But what if he doesn't stop?
Life goes on in different ways.
- Are you defending him? - No, but I am glad he's here.
You have no idea what you're talking about.
I know what I'm talking about.
Anybody who comes here will get a new chance.
You have no idea.
- I'm sorry. - It's okay.
I'll keep an eye on him.
You go on home now.
- I'm sorry. - It's okay.
You know what? I've never really liked those.
Don't do it!
Stop.
Malin, what's going on?
She wants to bury lsak's shoes.
Don't do it. You're not allowed. Selma, stop.
It's okay. Let her do it.
Those are lsak's shoes.
That's okay. Now they're down there.
What if he comes back?
He's still dead. Can't you get it?
It's okay, Selma. It's gonna be okay.
You bastard, damn you!
Jon?
Jon.
I'm sorry. I spilled my coffee on the wall.
Is there something wrong?
Were you talking to someone?
No no.
It's just this stupid coffee cup.
Nobody ever asks you how you're doing.
Why don't you ask me then?
Okay.
How are you doing?
Good.
That's good. You can put it there.
Will you take that one?
The hot dogs are excellent.
You want hot dogs? Burned dogs?
- Maybe some more hot dog buns? - Yes, perhaps.
Heavy on the cheese.
Let's make a toast to Agnes and Jon.
And don't worry,
we'll pop by Denmark before you know it.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
Since Sissel couldn't hold her tongue,
I might as well join in.
I promised I wouldn't do a speech,
but I want to say something to you.
Without you, I would be--
You'd be married to another teacher.
Yes, I guess I would.
Sit down Jon. I would like to say something to you too.
A few times I've thought
you'd be better off without me, but then--
I didn't think I could have more children,
but then you gave me Selma and Malin.
You have been right by my side all this time,
and I love you so much.
I'm excited about going to Denmark
and for you all to come and visit.
And it rains in Denmark too.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
What's wrong?
I've met him.
He was here today.
Here?
What did he want?
He wanted to talk.
Talk?
Hush, take it easy.
He won't come back.
He'll never bother us again, ever.
But he was here? At the house?
Did he see the kids?
No.
Selma! Selma!
Where's Selma?
Selma is with the others.
They went to buy ice cream.
Come here.
- No, stop it. - Come here, Selma.
- We're just gonna get some ice cream. - I said come here.
Come here.
Let me go, Mom. They're closing soon.
Let go.
Agnes?
Come here.
Jan.
Where is Jan? Or Thomas, or whatever you call him?
I need to talk to him.
Listen, he's not here.
Hey.
I want to talk to the organ player.
- He went over to the daycare. - Where is it?
I think it's the one down by the park.
How can you let someone who's done such a terrible thing
be alone with your child?
Are you not going to do anything to stop him?
None of you?
There you go.
Everything is fine. There.
Where is Jens? Where did you take him?
He's gone.
Gone?
What have you done to my boy? Where is he?
I don't know. It wasn't my fault.
Not your fault?
Dear Lord, please help me find Jens.
The mother of the boy you killed came to the church.
What have you done?
I'm sorry.
Hi. What's happening here?
Isak is back, Daddy!
- Who's this, Agnes? - This is Jens.
And who is Jens?
It's his boy.
Don't look at me like that.
I only did what any other person would do.
Nobody was doing anything. He's in danger.
You took somebody else's boy home?
Nobody's doing anything to save him.
Hi, Jens.
- What's your mother's name? - Anna.
- And what else? - Moi.
Anna Moi. Let go of him.
Do you want to go home?
Let's go wash your face, shall we?
Hi, I'd like the phone number for Anna Moi, please.
And her address.
Jens.
She's taking us back to Mommy.
We're on our way, okay?
Hey, it's gonna be okay.
Jens, let go of his hand. Let go of his hand!
What are you doing?
What?
What are you doing?
Stop the car and let us out.
I would like to know what happened.
I want you to tell me what you did.
I told everything in court.
You took the stroller.
You drove him down to the river, right here.
Then what?
This is important to me. Do you understand?
Yes, I understand.
Your boy--
he was running
and he tripped and fell.
He got hurt.
And he died.
I carried him into the river.
How did he die?
Your son died in an accident.
No, it was no accident.
It was.
You murdered my son.
Either you drowned him...
or you beat him to death.
And I don't understand why.
So please tell me.
You're a murderer.
You are.
Come here, Jens. Come here.
Don't you touch him. I'm not scared of you.
Why didn't you just leave him there?
Come here. Come.
Jens, come here.
Jens, come.
Jens. Jens.
Come here.
Stop.
Don't hurt me.
I'm not going to hurt you. Just get back here.
Mommy!
Help!
Jens!
Mommy!
I'm stuck.
He wasn't dead.
I thought he was dead
when I carried him into the water,
but he wasn't.
He looked at me.
He stared up at me,
and I let him go.
It was me.
How is he?
He's really cold.
I can't believe it.
We talked about that murder, and it was you.
I wanted to tell you, but I just--
I just wanted you to like me first.
Please forgive me.
God has a purpose for everything that happens.
And evil too?