Do you know what I think?
I think we should get out of here.
You have to promise me something.
Don't ever use me for information.
Don't ask me for anything like that. Don't let that come between us.
- Will you promise me that? - Yes.
I just wish this war would end.
Why can't I get out of this?
I wish I could leave and never return.
Where would you go?
To Stockholm.
The war will last for a good while still.
- But don't be afraid. - No?
I'll look out for you.
- You will? - Yes.
My name is Jorgen.
Do you have a minute?
What's your name?
Morten.
I want you to take good care of my wife and daughter.
- Yes. - Do you have a job?
- Are you making any money? - Yes.
Morten, be good to my daughter. Be very good to her.
If I hear any different...
...I'll be back.
- Is that understood? - Yes.
One coffee.
You've gotten yourself a hat.
That's good.
- The reward is now 20,000. - I know.
That could tempt anybody. Smart move on Hoffmann's part.
- I want an order to shoot him. - You won't get it.
I have something else for you. I found the informer.
Unfortunately it's one of us. Mrs Ketty Selmer Sjoberg.
She is to be liquidated immediately.
- You're mistaken. - I am?
I know her.
She's a courier.
- A former dance girl. - I know all about Ketty.
She's my courier. She knows everything.
If we don't strike now, we'll all be shot.
Then why hasn't she informed on Bent?
Why inform on Carl and Brains, when Bent will get her 20,000?
You should ask Bent about that.
She's a double agent. Not loyal to anyone.
Hoffmann cornered her, and she provided him with information.
And now she's in too deep.
Do you want me to do it?
No.
CONFlDENTlAL
Bent? What are you doing here?
It's lovely to see you.
Sit down.
Who do you work for?
- Winther, of course. - Try again.
- Who asked you to draw me? - No one.
Then why that one?
I was thinking about you.
How come you frequent Dagmarhus?
I need visas. So that I can travel.
Look.
- Look, visa. - Who do you work for?
- I can't tell you. - Who do you work for?
I work for Army lntelligence.
And for Winther.
I traffic documents.
And do different jobs for them. I follow orders, like you.
You turned them in. Didn't you?
Why did you turn them in?
- Why did you turn them in? - What is this?
- How much did they pay you? - Who's been saying that?
Is it Winther?
He's a swindler. A thorough scoundrel.
Watch your mouth. He's under London orders.
- London? They never wanted him. - That's not true!
- He receives orders. - Yes, but not from the British!
Let me show you something.
These are all copies of contracts that Winther made with Gilbert.
I keep copies in Stockholm.
Winther was legal adviser to Gilbert for years.
They did business together and made a lot of money.
Serious money, Bent!
But Winther must have realised that it would be considered treason.
Gilbert was after all a high-ranking German officer.
So after the war, Winther would be facing charges of collaboration.
And his close relationship with Seibold would also be scrutinised.
He would be sent to jail. This was his only way out.
He had to get rid of them.
Both Gilbert and Seibold.
And he used you.
- They're forgeries. - No, the documents are genuine.
He's nothing but a gangster. I know too much, and I have proof.
- So now I'm to be shot too. - They were German spies.
German spies?
No, Gilbert and Mrs Lorentzen were in the German resistance.
Seibold was a spy. But you never got him, did you?
Gilbert was an expert at manipulation, and he had Gestapo bodyguards...
They weren't bodyguards.
Gilbert was under house arrest, suspected of anti-Nazi activity.
If Hoffmann wanted to protect Gilbert, you'd never have gotten that close.
Do you think Hoffmann cries over Gilbert's death?
- No, you did him a favor. - And Mrs Lorentzen?
She was Gilbert's secretary and knew of his deals with Winther.
She was also involved in the opposition to Hitler,
but more than that she was just a sweet lady caught between two men.
And Winther...?
Does Winther work for the Gestapo?
No, he just erases his own tracks.
- Is Winther here? - Winther has escaped to Stockholm.
They've unravelled it all.
Get out!
He was right. Winther has disappeared. He ran for it.
We've been shooting innocent people.
Aksel never worked for the British.
Anybody who knew anything was shot.
- Shut up. - Only Ketty was left.
- We've shot innocent... - Shut the hell up!
Shut up!
I sure as hell didn't kill innocent people.
I shot a German officer, and a German officer is not innocent.
You come here and tell me he was in the resistance. Are you stupid?
Winther! What did you expect? That's rich people for you!
In a nutshell! They're greedy and full of shit.
You should have shot her when you had the chance.
What are you saying?
- She's fucking with your brain. - Watch out!
A girl knows your real name, you fuck her and "bam", she's an oracle.
- Shut up! - I'll say what I like.
And I never killed innocent people, do you hear me?
Why didn't I see it?
Why didn't I see it happening?
He's in Stockholm,
while we're being hounded by the Gestapo.
Is that justice?
There is no just or unjust any longer. There is war.
We choose our own targets and go after them.
- Hoffmann. - Yes.
Come on...
Go, guys.
- Easy now. - Where is he?
- In the back.
Flame?
I have a proposal for you.
You leave this place and so do l.
I suspend the hunt for you for 24 hours.
Go to Sweden and stay there till the war is over, and this conversation...
...never took place.
Have you considered the consequences?
If you kill the head of the Gestapo.
- Do you want to survive the war? - I'll survive.
That would surprise me. Surviving is not in your character.
You're a fanatic, a terrorist. They always die.
Tell me...
Do you really think you make a difference with all your shooting?
Don't you realise you're just a tool for someone with less pure motives?
I thought you were in charge of all these courageous activities.
But it was Mr Winther.
How could you take him seriously? He's so untrustworthy.
And now you want to take over.
You're angry and hurt, and now the Gestapo chief must die. Why?
What will that change?
We're the same.
I love Denmark.
You love Denmark.
The beautiful landscapes of North Zealand.
Why don't we cooperate?
You're right. The National Socialist idea is fine but impossible.
Far too many emotions. Like an infatuation.
See what that idea has done to the world.
But think of me as an opportunity.
I have given up on my ideals. I must survive.
And I want you to survive, too. What do you say?
I understand.
Fine.
On three.
One.
Two.
Here come the police,
or what's even worse for you, German soldiers.
Do you plan to stay here until you're surrounded?
What happened?
- You got my message? - Yes.
- You didn't come alone. - Neither did you.
It's Spex. He doesn't trust you.
I have a message, and I'm to return with your answer.
There's a meeting in Stockholm the day after tomorrow at 1 0.
- What do they want? - I don't know.
Who'll be there?
Spex and someone from the Liberation Council,
and Winther.
- Aksel? - Yes.
He's been white-washed.
I won't be there.
You should, Bent.
You should go and hear what they have to say.
It's important.
I asked to be the one to tell you.
I wanted to see you.
- To see that you were okay. - I'm fine.
I'll let them know you'll be there.
- Gentlemen. - You're back with Winther?
No, we're military now. They pay well.
I'm afraid we have to confiscate your equipment.
It's an honour.
I represent the Liberation Council. They call me Raven.
You know Spex and Aksel Winther.
The Police Solicitor represents the American Forces.
Interesting.
I'd like to start the meeting with some good news.
We're on the verge of a breakthrough in negotiations with the Germans.
Regarding putting an end to the insurrection.
It's a great victory for the people. The curfew will be suspended.
- The Schalburg Corps withdraws... - If both sides stay calm.
Are you paying attention?
Is everyone here aware of what the Police Solicitor has done?
He's been ordering us to liquidate innocent people. Old friends.
- People who got in his way. - What the hell are you saying?
Who's done more to have Denmark be recognised by the Allied Forces?
- What old friends, Flame? - Gilbert, German resistance man.
- Ketty Selmer, Danish courier. - German resistance man?
My boy. The Allied don't recognise any German resistance.
It simply doesn't exist.
The incident with Mrs Selmer was a mistake and has been explained.
A simple misunderstanding...
A misunderstanding... I'm sorry. A misunderstanding?
And in a minute when I shoot you...
...it's just a mistake.
Can we agree on that?
I...
...admire you, Flame.
But war can be confusing, as you well know.
All sorts of information flies all over the place.
The sensible thing is,
to keep your calm.
The Liberation Council knows of no liquidations of innocent people,
so with your permission,
maybe we can proceed with this meeting.
- Are you a Communist, Faurschou? - No.
How would you feel about a commission?
You'll command 1 0,000 men in the waiting groups in Copenhagen.
Rank of Captain.
Captain! There you go, Bent! Imagine that.
Either you'll fight alongside the British, if the Germans resist,
or you will be fighting against the Red Army, if it arrives first.
It's about the survival of democracy, and we'd like to use your name.
- My name? How so? - We will need heroes.
Heroes to talk about in schools and associations.
Heroes for public speeches to huge crowds,
conveying the unselfish and sacrificing nature of the resistance.
Which you are both excellent examples of.
- And Jorgen? - Second-in-command. Lieutenant?
- What rank are you? - Captain.
Then I also want to be a captain.
No, thanks.
We will no longer tolerate your acts of random violence. It's unacceptable.
In wartime you kill your adversaries.
I want Hoffmann. Then we can talk commissions.
- Out of the question. - I respect your stance.
But Hoffmann...
- Nothing good will come of it. - We'll see.
We have other ways of stopping you.
I apologise on behalf of Spex. That was uncalled for.
These files contain the name of an informer in your organisation.
- Where are we going? - Asserbo.
Accept this as a token of our good intentions.
- Do you have a photo of him? - No, only name and address.
- I have to pee. - Me too.
I'm sorry.
And now what?
Now I go and see my dad.
- Has it been a long time? - Three years.
Wait here.
Birkegaarden Hotel, Northern Sealand
Hello, Father.
A glass of wine?
- Why have you come? - To see how my father's doing.
Let's not get carried away. What do you want?
You have many German guests.
The guests choose the hotel, not the other way around.
- I hear Hoffmann often stays here. - Head of the Gestapo?
- I couldn't say. - I would like to talk to him.
Apparently he's a pleasant man... and intelligent.
And a murderer for the Nazis.
Yes, there is that.
- You always liked them. - Them?
I admire the German culture and all the wonderful things it's fostered.
But "them"? No.
The war must be a disappointment to you.
Aren't you listening? I'm just trying to make ends meet.
But you're too young to understand that.
And with your background and brains,
you could have done better than driving around shooting people.
But then again you became a hero.
Listen.
If you talk well of me to your Communist friends,
and promise not to shoot Hoffmann at the hotel, I'll tell you what I know.
Do we have a deal?
Hoffmann comes here with his family and his mistresses.
And with four bodyguards at his side at all times.
I'm only told about his arrival at the very last minute.
Army lntelligence asked me to get close to him.
I'm merely following orders.
My dear Ketty. Thank you for last night. You were enchanting.
Your laughter makes me so happy.
Yours sincerely, Karl Heinz.
You're on first name terms.
This is not about us.
It's bigger than that. My work requires sacrifice. They ask me and I do it.
Did they ask you to sleep with me?
No, of course they didn't.
- You and me just happened. - Really?
Listen, Bent. Hoffmann means nothing to me.
You do!
Do you understand?
Now you'll tell me what car he drives and his route to Dagmarhus.
- And the registration number. - Don't ask me to do that.
You promised you wouldn't, Bent.
You promised.
Bent...
I love you. Do you understand that?
This serves no one.
If I tell you...
...will you then come to Stockholm with me?
We'll go to Stockholm and never return.
Will you promise me that?
Promise me.
On odd weeks he drives a small black Opel Kadett.
23 34 5.
And on even weeks a big Mercedes. 44 1 9 3.
The route is unpredictable.
Sometimes Roskildevej,
and other times Vigerslevvej.
It's not Hoffmann.
Oh, no...
You'll be okay.
You'll be fine. Don't be afraid.
You'll be fine.
Dearest Bent.
Hoffmann is on to me.
I'm leaving for Stockholm now.
I hope and believe that you will join me here.
He's dead.
He kept looking at me.
I held him in my arms, and he kept looking at me.
I could tell that he wanted to say something but...
...he wasn't able to.
He died before I got there.
Do you still have the police uniforms?
We'll go to Dagmarhus and ask to see Hoffmann.
We have to.
We'll never get in. Even if we do, we'll never get out again.
Come, come. Move on.
Next. Come.
God dammit.
I thought we were rid of them.
Stop! Stop!
Out of the car!
Get out. Can't you hear? On the ground!
Get into the truck!
Turn around!
Keep moving. Get up.
Come on!
Faster! Move!
These two at the end. Up against the wall!
Against the wall. Legs one metre apart!
- What's going on? - They've taken the whole corps.
We're being sent to a concentration camp.
- Do you have your Baby Browning? - In my boots.
- And you? - Yes.
In a second I'll jump the fence, and you'll run.
See you, Bent.
Get back in line!
Get an ambulance!
Get him out of here!
Water.
- Water. - Shut up!
- Water. - Give him some water!
It's in the back!
Safe house, north of Copenhagen, October 1 944
How are you feeling?
I'm fine.
Too bad I have to get shot through the lung to be looked after by you.
There.
- I'm going to jail, Marie. - Jail?
- I don't think so. - Yes.
I have to go to jail for the things I've done.
When this is over...
Do you know what I've done?
No.
It'll be okay.
I'll be back tomorrow.
Watch out, Jorgen.
Oh, no, no...
Go to the basement.
Hurry up.
Open the door! Can't you hear?
Open the door!
Open this door!
Flame?
Are you Flame? Say something!
Get some milk!
Stop it!
What do you think you're doing?
Have you no sense of decency?
- Cover them up. - Yes, sir!
The money order for the 20,000 kroner reward.
You can cash it tomorrow.
We also found a letter at his place.
It's for you.
Do you remember when they arrived?
Do you remember April 9th?
I think you do.
Everybody does.
I've been thinking and thinking...
No matter what they say, I don 't believe it was you.
You're not like that.
Where do we go after this? When it's all over.
I don 't know.
Can we ever go back?
Can we ever go forward?
Perhaps.
Perhaps not.
At this moment there is only The Flame.
After the Liberation, Flame and Citron received a grand funeral.
In the days following the service their coffins stood side by side.
A few months later Flame's father passed away.
In 1 951 Citron was awarded the US government's Medal of Freedom.
It was accepted by Citron's mother.
Flame received the same distinction.
Bodil fled to Sweden where she gave birth to a daughter, Lone.
After the Liberation she settled down in a house near Copenhagen,
where she and her daughters lived alone for many years.
The fate of Citron impacted the family throughout the years.
After Flame died, Ketty Selmer moved to Stockholm.
She then settled down in Majorca, where she died in the mid '90s.
She never spoke of Flame.