- G'day, Novak. - G'day, Hjalmar.
- G'day, Volmer. - G'day, Hjalmar.
Hjalmar!
Hjalmar! It was Novak's idea. You know I wouldn’t betray you..
Rumour has it you're good enough.
You can trade this evening.
- I’ll only buy from the man himself. - It should be possible.
A 50 bill now and 5%, if the deal works out.
Weasel, find some animals you can torment.
Your lips are dripping with sweetness, my bride.
- Under your tongue, honey and milk. - You’re a mite, what do you know about it?
Stay away from him. He’s bad company.
I am not.
In about half an hour. 16 Adelgade, the gate.
Good evening.
I need some booze.
- You can get it at the grocers. - He doesn't have as much as I need.
- Thirty cases? - Fine, but more next week.
Tomorrow night, half past eleven, Kastrup Road.
If you're not there, we'll drive off.
You get it from Sweden, right? It must be worth several hundred thousand.
Curious?
Do you want it in cash or check?
Cash. On delivery.
All right.
What the hell are you doing? Get that thing away.
Stop him!
Who are you working for?
The Social Democrat!
(Hums "the lnternationale")
Bjarne! What’s happened?
- Something good. - I can see that..
- Where's the story? - I ran into problems.
- The Academic Orchestra anniversary? - There’s a black market in Adel Street.
- The royal couple were there. - Not in Adel Street.
- What should I tell Gylling? - That we finally have a story.
What’s that?
- A smashed Leica. - It’ll be taken out of your salary.
- I need it in 20 minutes. - In 30?
- All right. So long. Goodbye. - Go and wash your face.
Why didn’t you just ask us?
Yes, Bjarne, butter rations are being traded in Adel Street.
Was that the royal couple, who stepped on the camera?
German precision engineering foiled by a neophyte journalist.
Journalists shouldn’t take pictures. How often do I have to say that?
- Won’t he come with us for a beer? - There's us, and there’s Vissing.
Do you want to have a beer with us?
No thanks.
- Anything else? - No.
- Yes. Have you read my story? - Yes.
What do you think?
You have much to learn, but I’m not sure that you want to.
- Mom, it's Sunday. - People need their clothes anyway.
I don’t understand why you keep doing it when you have a widow's pension.
That’s what you say every morning.
- I don’t. - You do.
I've sewn your coat. The sleeve was nearly torn off.
Is it normal to come to blows at the Social- Democrat?
Almost every night you come home, smelling like the pub.
I was at Kronborg, met a whore, bought at the black market and got beaten up.
No, you are definitely not wearing that one.
Here. No, have you’ve been hurt.
- You've been in a fight? - But I got a good story.
- If it was up to me, you would ... - ... in a bank.
- Or a normal job. - It's a normal job.
Ole sent a postcard. From New York.
I’ve written to him. Told him that we miss him...
...that he should come home.
- Why did you do that? - He's your brother.
He’s had ten years to get home. Why now?
Because I’m asking him to.
Sure, Mom. Just don’t expect anything.
I have to go to work. Have a good day.
Good morning, everybody. Lets go through today's schedule.
- Hiort, would you start? - Devaluation.
The Liberals say that it’s weakening the economy.
There’s an interview with commerce minister Krag at 12 pm.
- Jochumsen. - I'll speak with the trade union president at 14...
..the Danish sports federation has a meeting at 9.45...
...and then I report from the boxing tournament in Aalborg.
Then Aaberg gets to travel again.
- Good morning, Madsen. - I’m continuing with the black market story.
No, you’ll interview Georg Vanbjerg, who wrote this book.
No but damn... I've just discovered a black-market warehouse ...
Vanbjerg is one of our most-respected business leaders.
- I speak with Taulov about it here. - It was shown everything. Good luck.
Gentlemen!
Language ... remember the language.
- Can’t I continue the story? - You’ve got a task.
Academic Orchestra anniversary. I've also written about-
- Østifterne garden association, dance classes for older people.
And now I am writing about an unimportant book.
I had completely forgotten.
"The Decade of Peace." Read it.
And hand me the interview by tomorrow.
You are not the crime reporter here. It’s Mr. Vissing.
I just want to write about something that matters.
About what is happening right here and now.
We stand at a crossroads and must choose.
As a journalist I can help people choose.
- Between Good and Evil? - Yes, or truth and lies.
Write a book about it.
But outside office hours. Otherwise you’re out. Understood?
Bjarne Madsen?
Davidsen, Department Head. I’ll take you to meet the director.
Do you know Oxford House? It was founded by Harald Vanbjerg.
He died in 42.
The son, Georg Vanbjerg, leads the company forward with great success.
300 employees, manufactures uniforms for the merchant navy, the police ...
- And defense. - You’re in favor of the North Atlantic Pact (NATO)?
A strong defense gives peace and democracy.
- And a good profit? - It keeps us running.
We work based on the latest ideas about organization and management.
The clothing department. Despite rationing...
...we can showcase the very best in contemporary fashion.
- The white one, I like it. - It’s also very beautiful.
- Everything all right, Kitty? - Yes, thank you.
- Excuse me. - Now, tell me what you think.
- I don’t know anything about clothes. - You can still tell me what you think about it.
- You are very beautiful. - Thank you.
- Excuse me. - I’ll take the fox.
Here, We’re at the director’s office.
Ok, so here’s the young man.
- Thank you for coming. - I didn’t have a choice.
- Were you ordered to come? - You could say so.
- Did you like my book? - No.
- May I ask why? - I haven’t read it.
Thanks, Danielsen.
- What are your interests then? - Professionally?
Please, sit down.
- I want to expose the black market. - Why?
I think it’s more organized and powerful than most people realize.
- Why are you here then? - I'm interviewing you.
You haven’t read my book. How’re we going to have a discussion?
- I’m a journalist. - Let me tell you one thing.
People are basically only concerned with themselves.
I try to overcome that, by hearing about the things that interest others.
All dialogue is based on that model.
In addition, we must be honest.
What about when workers demand higher wages?
Conversation. Not manipulation.
I take my employees very seriously.
You’re a social democrat, right? I am too.
- You’re a capitalist. - They’re not mutually exclusive.
Socialists need to talk together across boundaries and position differences.
I don’t believe in force, but in dialogue between people.
After two world wars, it is the only way forward.
- It's my book. - Is it a model of society?
Now we’re starting to talk.
You could call it a vision of society.
I have no answer to why you are here.
- It's my job. - No. Why are you here?
- I had no choice. - Shall we talk about my book?
... You are coarsely criticizing the police.
That's because there is something to criticize.
The government doesn’t want to bring attention to the black market...
...out of consideration for national security. We don’t want a scandal.
There is something called “freedom of the press”, Minister.
Bjarne?
- Is It the justice minister? - Yes. And it’s none of your business.
- What about Vanbjerg? - There wasn’t much of a story.
- What’s the justice minister doing here? - He’s on the board of directors.
Why is the government talking about the black market?
- My dad will host a breakfast on Saturday. - What did they talk about?
Schøtt from the Freedom Council is coming. I mentioned that you might come.
- I can’t. - Bjarne. You have a big problem.
- Do I? - Yes, you’re blind...
...about life. A sweet girl trying to make contact.
But oh, no ...
So long.
Hello.
- Is thisVissing?
It's Walter. Two corpses were found north of Charlottenlund.
We’re on our way.
Are you from homicide? We were called down from Helsingør.
Yes, Copenhagen wants to take over the case. What do we have?
Two men bound together. They’ve had something heavy around their legs.
They were certainly not meant to be found.
One is married. He has a ring on his finger.
Good observation, officer.
Otherwise, we have no ID. The corpses are quite decomposed.
- And then there's the... faces. - What’s wrong with them?
They’re gone.
Move away, for fuck sake!
- Ramsing, the emergency police. - Pedersen.
Well, let's see what we have here.
- Fucking hell, what? - Yes, fucking hell..
Get out of here.
- Where’s he from? - A colleague from Copenhagen.
Bjarne Madsen, what’re you doing here?
- He’s a journalist. - H.C. Vissing, from the Social Democrat.
- What’s happened here? - We can’t speak to the press.
But, you’ve just spoken with my colleague.
I understand.
You steal my story. You lie to gain information.
You don’t know anything about crime reporting and won’t ever learn it.
You’re ignorant, unintelligent and rude.
Did you think about what will happen to that poor cop?
Are you thinking about those you step on to get your story?
I was fond of your father. Excellent trade unionist.
It’s only out of respect for him that I won’t get you fired.
But the worst thing is that now I can’t write the story.
Is the Vanbjerg- story finished?
"Behind the Director's humane message, are accusations of collaboration with..."
...the German occupiers. Again, these accusations could not be disproved."
- What does that mean? - He was a collaborator.
The Oxford House was closed by the resistance movement...
…and opened again. "Director Vanbjerg purified ..."
How could he keep his business running during the war?
It's about Vanbjerg’s visions, not those of Bjarne Madsen.
- I didn’t write anything about that. - It's not always about you.
Do what you want.
But then it goes to rate and two of us ... We need the movies.
... when he hooks a fish, he prefers not reel it in immediately.
No, he lets out some line and lets it fight, until it gets tired.
I’ve learned a lot from that. The good packages must be treated the same way.
- Oh, hello darling. - Good evening.
You look expensive today, Jenny.
- What do you want to drink? - A cup of coffee, please.
- Who is she? - I don’t know.
- I don’t want anything strong.. - No, one of the mild ones. A manhattan.
- Say hello to my old war buddy. - Hello. Jenny Christensen.
I just came to say ... You did the right thing.
I really appreciate that.
The trick is to not to write if you don’t have anything.
The other day, when I wrote about the black market in Adel Street, I got beaten up by two guys.
I saw them on the beach yesterday. They are called Ramsing and Pedersen.
They are constables in the emergency police. I've got it confirmed.
As far as I know, you are not the crime reporter here at the magazine.
Don’t you think it's weird?
Yes. Thank you.
- What date is it? - The 7. of November.
The bodies were found here in the Øresund sound.
They were in the water for a month, and can not be identified.
A month ago, the Coast Guard in Karlskrona got an emergency dispatch about -
- two Russian fishermen being swept overboard here, east of Gotland.
The current conditions make it likely that they have been swept from here-
- north of Bornholm and up into the sound.
Bjarne Madsen, the Social- Democrat.
- Was there any special characteristics? - No. We are working on ...
- In addition to the bodies being dissolved. - Didn’t you hear it the first time?
You apparently didn’t understand. Were there no special characteristics?
- Which newspaper do you represent? - The Social- Democrat.
Alright. Are there any further questions?
Klausen, EkstraBladet. How long did it take before they were found?
- I said you should shut up. - He's lying. Gordan is lying.
- I was there. I saw them. - What did you see?
- Would you like to know? - Yes.
Only if you’ll let me in on the story.
Tell me ... are you blackmailing me?
- Yes. - All right. Come with it.
- The faces were gone. - Yes, they could not be identified.
The faces were shot away, as if one wanted to remove their identity.
Why would Russian fishermen be wearing a coat from Oxford House?
Tailored, the lapel made of persian lamb wool. I saw the tag.
Come on.
Hello, hello.
- You spoke yesterday on the phone. - Was it him?
- What do you have for me on those two? - I can’t say anything.
- What about Ramsing and Pedersen? - I must go. Now!
Goodbye again. He didn’t say anything, but he knows something.
This could become huge.
The details about the currents are going up into the introduction.
The details about the faces going out, we can’t verify it.
Our good relationship with the police must not be jeopardized. Wrap.
Have you gone mad?
- Is’nt it allowed to write what you see? - How can you be sure you got it right?
And does it mean what you say? Did you get any comments from the constables?
I saw them, whether or not the justice minister likes it.
This is revolver journalism of the worst kind.
It doesn’t belong in a labor movement newspaper.
- But you must admit the police explanation is a little shallow. - We know that they were Danes.
How do you know that? You can only ask questions.
The Øresund sound murders.
I’m bringing regards from director Vanbjerg.
He would like to speak with you again.
- Can’t Jochumsen do it? - Vanbjerg wants to speak with you.
- When Vanbjerg says jump, we jump? - You are getting it..
Nice to see you again. I must say that we are good at enjoying each others company.
We should meet more often.
- We could get married. - Yes. On Saturday?
I can not. You're not the man of my life.
Her name is Lisbeth Gordan.
The new girl in the Danish films. She gets good reviews.
- Gordan! - How about a trip to the theater?
We could eat at Josty and stroll down Frederiksberg Allé.
A little drink or two and then we could ...
- Bjarne! Are you never listening? - What!
He comes home. Ole gets home.
- On Tuesday. - It can’t be true.
Yes, he can. He writes nicely. Would you like to hear?
"Dear Mom. Thank you for your letter. I always think of you."
"I’m arriving with DC3 on Tuesday from Hamburg. Ole."
- Do you think he will be here all Christmas? - How should I know?
Bjarne that is a weeks week's ration.
It should not be like this. We must make the best of it.
It is hard to see what that would be?
You held your big brother in such high regard.
You were always right behind him when he was going somewhere.
I was a little boy, and didn’t understand anything.
I didn’t understand why he had to go, and why dad was so angry about it.
Why they shouted Nazi pig after him at school.
Not before dad died.
Not before the Germans came. Then I could see what it was.
People change. We all do.
Do it for my sake, Bjarne.
Then let him come home. I don’t care.
Weasel?
- Hello, Madsen. - Weasel says the two of you know each other.
A bit, yes.
What a nice place you have.
My heart has always beaten for the social democrats.
Stauning got my first and only vote.
I would have voted for Hedtoft.
Weasel will tell us a little about the black market.
Yes, you have been scratching the surface a bit already.
- And then one can wonder. - About what?
About how it can be like this.
Haven’t you asked yourself that question?
And what have you arrived at?
- The police are involved. - We don’t know that.
Is there perhaps someone pulling the strings?
A man who is rich enough. A man who is powerful enough.
I don’t know. Do you?
Haven’t you heard of a used car dealership on the Gamle Kongevej street?
The owner has an apartment in Dronningegården. A very prominent man.
Doesn’t the name Svend Aage Hjalmar tell you anything?
Never heard of him.
Can you tell me why you've never heard of the aforesaid person?
We had no idea he existed.
The devil is lurking in the dark, for he is hidden.
- Someone is covering for him. - Maybe.
- Is it the police? - Can you prove it?
If I could, I would probably also be on a beach somewhere.
- Is Hjalmar responsible for the Øresund murders? - Maybe.
- But you don’t know? - Maybe.
- One man is pulling the strings? - A spider.
A spider in the middle of his web.
Meet me tonight at 10. pm. on the corner of Adelgade and Dr. Tværgade.
It is connected. Why were Ramsing and Pedersen at the beach.
They are paid off by Hjalmar. The spider.
I think you need to relax a bit. He told us what we wanted to hear.
You draw conclusions too hastily. We have no idea who he is.
Weasel knows everyone.
He was arrested in 47 and was just released.
He would have voted for Hedtoft, but convicts don’t have a vote.
- The police don’t know Hjalmar. - We don’t either.
He was arrested in 38 for violence against a tavern guest.
I called to get the details of the case. It does not exist.
They don’t have anything on him.
We know there is a black market. Operating openly. There is violence.
Assault. Murder. Bodies on the beach. And I am sure there are connections.
I could get you people who would swear they have seen minister Krag do it.
Weasel's real name is Harry Pihl. He got 2 years for selling drugs.
I've seen two policemen stand guard at a black-market warehouse.
This is one of the biggest stories.
If you can’t see it, you are a damn ...
ldiot?
- Hiort? - Meat prices are still rising.
- Nielsen? - The unemployed are organizing a protest march.
- Aaberg? - A swimming gala in Holstebro.
Bjarne, you must be on campus at. 14. o’clock.
Chief physician Erik Olsen is defending his dissertation about the intestinal flora in children.
Weasel.
Good evening, sir.
- Where is your colleague? - He couldn’t come along.
You are a businessman. Out drinking. Are you with me?
We’ve never met. They were at Kronborg.
- They were looking for something special. - Something special?
- Use your imagination. - The black market?
No thanks. I won’t have anything.
I ask the questions. Just listen as closely as you can.
If anyone finds out that you are a reporter ...
- Yes. - Good. Come on.
They're all here. Carlo manages gambling dens.
Gambling. Bookmaking.
Red: counterfeit money. Arms Smuggling.
Krølle sells the goods at street level and manages the inventory.
And søfyrbøderen (stoker on a steam boat). His men ship the goods.
He’s actually an old communist.
Behind the bar, Svenne.
Hjalmar uses him to collect money.
Sick motherfucker. Stabbed his commander at the eastern front.
Svend Aage Hjalmar. He knocked a man down when he was twelve.
Nobody does anything without Hjalmar knowing.
And beware.
Arthur, Hjalmar's right hand
- He always sits there and stares.
Weasel, old boy. Did they already let you out?
How about yourself? You got 7 years.
Svend Aage arranged it for me.
- Who the hell is that? - Just someone from Kronborg.
That kind of guy? I must tell you about a trip to the countryside. Esrom.
- Well, they come to Kronborg? - Yes.
My name is ... Erik.
- Count Eric. - Excuse me.
Esrom municipal office. 40.000 butter ration cards.
Svend Aage sold them for 8 kr. each.
- You went to boarding school, right? - Sorry, didn’t.
Excuse me a moment.
- Hello, Red. - Weasel damn it!
What the hell are you doing here, you salacious mite?
... a merchant from Haderslev came to Svend Aage with four gold bars.
Old jew gold.
The boys got him on a drinking binge. When he came back, the gold was gone.
I know Svend Aage. Currently it’s cars. American ones, right?
- Do you dance? - I didn’t go to boarding school, understood?
Bjarne? What are you doing here?
Where have you been? A girl like me is entitled to respect.
Come!
I am not as you think, Bjarne.
Inside me lives an innocent girl, who dreams of the special one.
- They say you're a reporter. - Who says?
Damn it, I don’t care. I said it was a lie.
Do you listen at all?
Bjarne!
You can save yourself the trouble.
Svend Aage removes everything when there’s a party.
I was just looking for a light.
Ah, here it is.
- What about you? - Can’t I be alone for a while?
- Of course. I’ll leave. - No, stay.
- You are married, to Hjalmar? - No.
With one of the others downstairs?
My husband is Volmer Olsen. Do you know him?
- Have you seen him? - No.
- What's your name? - My name is Bjarne.
At least you’re honest. Not like the others.
They say that he’s ran away with someone else.
Not my Volmer.
He loves me.
He loves our children. They miss him.
I thought I could trust Svend Aage.
What has Svend Aage said?
That I should find a new man, that Volmer's not coming back.
- Have you talked to the police? - They won’t do anything.
- G’day, Novak. G’day, Volmer. - G'day, Hjalmar.
- For how long has he been gone? - Volmer drove down to the ship.
They went on board. He sat and waited.
- Who was waiting? - Volmers driver.
The ship came back without Volmer.
He saw ... a trail of blood.
He saw a trail of bloodl.
- Trail of blood? - There was a trail of blood.
On deck, the driver said. And where did they come from?
- I came along to the police. - Who did you speak with?
- Two of Hjalmar's friends. - What's your name?
- Lillian. - Where do you live?
Dronningensgade 5. Can you help me?
Maybe.
Say, you can help me. Say it.
- Say, you can help me. - I will try.
Bjarne? What are you doing?
Did he try to question you as well?
You run around and ask questions. I don’t care. I want you.
I want to be treated properly.
Listen to what I say Bjarne.
Arthur Næslund. I have a message from Zemich.
He needs a favor.