- Hello? - Is this Arne?
Arne Samuelsen? My name is Varg Veum.
Your employer asked me to find you.
Hello?
Hello!
The Woman in the Fridge
Based on the novel "The Woman in the Fridge" by Gunnar Staalesen
Hamre?
- Come on... - Wait.
- Sure we shouldn't do anything? - Yep.
Nothing at all?
Want to try mouth to mouth?
It's best he wakes up by himself.
Hello!
We got a call about a break-in. Why are you here?
There's a... woman in the fridge.
I see...
Oh shit...
The milk has expired.
Check the bathroom.
It's all true! The tub was full of blood.
Tell me... Who is Arne Samuelsen?
I'm trying to find him.
- What are you doing in his flat? - I can't tell you.
- Can I go now? - Let's go together.
Thank you. Come, let's go.
- Bye, Hamre. - Oh, don't mention it.
But you must stop getting in Hamre's way all the time.
One day you will go too far, and maybe I won't be here.
But you are here, aren't you?
I've applied for a new job... In Doctors Without Borders.
- In Uganda! - So now you're a doctor?
I'll work with logistics. Finally I might do something useful.
Isn't family law useful enough?
I'm sick of Norwegians full of money...
Spending all their energy destroying each other... and their kids.
So you'll look for the meaning of life among starving children in Africa.
I just want to spend a year doing something completely different.
On someone who really needs me.
I'm sure there are many doctors in Uganda needing someone like you.
Lise? Varg Veum's here.
- So... Have you found Arne? - No.
But I found something at his place that might interest you.
Hi! We haven't met. Lise Føyner.
Veum.
What did you find?
- A woman. - What?
A dead woman. In not a very presentable state.
Is the police involved?
We are of course worried...
This is not a routine matter any more.
So now you want more money?
I want to know why you are looking for him.
Otherwise I'll have to go to the police.
You know you signed a secrecy agreement.
Arild, I'll deal with this. Would you please come with me?
- Is this Arne Samuelsen? - Yes.
This happened exactly one week ago, at 2 am.
He breaks into our main server, empties it and leaves the building.
- And has not been seen since. - You must have a backup?
Arne had full access and could erase all backup.
Everything is lost.
What material is this?
We're negotiating with a mayor oil company.
This was all our documentation.
Nice car.
What material is this, Føyner?
Hi! Hallvard Johnsen, our operations manager.
- This is Varg Veum. - Hello!
Give Veum an introduction to PeePipe.
Show him the project, and then answer any questions.
All right.
You're a lucky man, Veum.
This is the inmost sanctuary, where the piping technology is tested.
PeePipe is a sub-sea installation.
The production unit is situated at the bottom of the sea.
Kjetil... Can I take your machine a second?
Thanks. I'll show you the project.
You've heard of the Stockman field?
The world's largest oil and gas field.
Situated under thick sea ice, north of Siberia, many miles off the coast.
No one has ever been able to transport oil and gas
in pipes, over such distances.
- With PeePipe it's possible. - How does it work?
It's a pumping system, using the existing pressure in these depths
to create pressure inside the pipes.
- Sounds easy. - True. A brilliant idea.
The transport capacity is tripled.
How much will VeriDrill make from this adventure?
With PeePipe, this is entering another dimension all together.
And this Samuelsen developed...
With others, of course.
But Arne owns the rights to the technology.
He laid the golden egg.
Yes.
This is Arne Samuelsen's office.
Arne lives up to the myth of the eccentric genius.
As head of development he could be on the top floor.
In an office with exotic woods, chrome and glass.
But he chose this prison cell.
- You've cleaned his room? - He keeps nothing on paper.
Once I left him a message on a post-it. He returned it.
And told me to send a mail!
He only has a laptop, which he took with him.
Why steal his own technology?
As a patentee he must have made big money.
- Not before it's sold. - But why steal it?
I have no idea. A great paradox.
That's him though, a paradox.
He's unpredictable.
By the way... Do you know who Else is?
Who?
- Arne's friend. - You're referring to Else Ljones?
A friend of his. She came by sometimes.
- Great looking woman. - His lover?
Then she would need a sex change.
- So Samuelsen is gay? - And if!
Of course, people must do as they please.
Which we clearly can say Arne did!
Hi, you've reached Else Ljones. Please leave a message.
So... Do any of these look like the woman in the fridge?
This one here, she has a similar body shape.
A waste of time. You recognize people from their face.
- Mostly. - But we have a name. Else Ljones.
She doesn't answer her phone and hasn't been seen for a week.
This is not a murder case. We have no body, no blood, no fight.
Only a knocked-out detective in the wrong place - as usual.
- You found DNA? - We did. Lots of it.
On the fridge, in the bathroom... All of it is Samuelsen's.
He lives there, that's probably why.
- Why should I invent such a story? - You tell me.
You should water them. Or you'll dehydrate both of you.
You've reached Anna. Please leave a message.
Hi. It's Varg.
Can you meet me later today? I have something I want to say.
Shall we take it from the top?
Tell me about the job.
- I've applied for a new job. - That's great!
- In Doctors Without Borders. - Where?
- In Uganda. - Wow!
- In a place called Lira. - How exciting!
- And I got it! - You got...
Did you... You got it?
- You got the job? When? - Yesterday.
What's wrong?
It's sad you're leaving.
Not many around here that will miss me.
What I'm trying to say is that I'm glad we...
...have managed to... You're a friend I wouldn't...
A friend I wouldn't like to lose.
Oh, stop it!
Here. Good luck with your new job.
Do I look pretty?
- A souvenir from Bergen? - No, you'll need it.
- It's the rainy season in Uganda. - Right...
Behind the warehouse. Now. Arne
What is it?
I'll be back in five minutes.
What's going on?
- Varg! - Stay there, Anna.
Anna?
Get an ambulance!
Look at me. Anna!
She has severe intracranial bleeding.
She's put in artificial coma to let the body get some rest.
- Will she make it? - Impossible to tell now.
We tried to contact the family. Do you know them?
They travel a lot. Anna mentioned a cruise.
Doctor...
Hello!
Anyone?
Hello!
Who are you?
Where is Arne?
- What do you want? - Know the same thing as you.
- Where is he? - Why?
He has injured my friend and perhaps killed a woman.
Else Ljones.
- He can't have killed her. - How can you be so sure?
I am Else Ljones.
- Where is he? - Go. Or I'll call the police.
- Hello! - Good idea. Let's call the police.
They've tried to reach you the last few days.
I was in the country.
What's happened?
I found a dead woman in the fridge. On Thursday.
No head, no arms, no legs.
- This sounds totally... - If you know who this woman was...
- Or where he is, then say so! - Arne can't possibly be involved.
- Why not? - You don't know him.
Honestly, I don't think I want to.
Is it the same car?
But what have we here...
Doesn't look as if he was leaving alone.
Why were you and Anna Keilhaug at the waterfront?
We had agreed to meet up.
We were just...
The official language in Uganda is English, and then Swahili.
You don't speak it? I'm sure you can learn.
Yamhuri Ya Uganda.
Idi Amin killed 300000 people. Nice guy.
Government: President of Uganda is Amanda James.
A woman!
History... Human Rights... Let's see now.
Respect for human rights is...
Hello...
You shouldn't sit here.
The patient needs rest.
How is she doing?
Perhaps you should come with me outside.
It's not going so well.
She still has severe internal haemorrhage.
- What are you doing about it? - We're doing our best.
KLM Booking?
I'd like to cancel a reservation.
- My wife made the booking. - What's her name?
Else Ljones. L- J-O-N-E-S.
Just a minute.
Here it is. Else Ljones to London via Oslo.
- That's right. - Then on to Rio de Janeiro.
You want me to cancel her flight, or both?
- Both? - I have two names here.
- Ljones and Samuelsen. - Arne Samuelsen?
No, it's for Milla Samuelsen.
Perhaps I could get your name, so that I don't...
An aquavit, please. Simers.
You're working for VeriDrill?
Might be.
- I have nothing to say to you. - Oh yes, you do.
You came around to pick up your suitcase?
- What suitcase? - It was found in Arne's car.
You were off to Brazil. You and... Milla.
- What are you on about? - Who is Milla Samuelsen?
She's not in any records, not in the phone directory... or on the Net.
Okay...
What was your plan... Else?
To sell PeePipe to the highest bidder,
and then enjoy life in Rio?
What was your part in this?
I'm not going to Rio, or anywhere else.
So just let me be.
What can I do for you, in precisely... two minutes?
- You're such a cliché. - Go ahead, ask me.
- Tell me about VeriDrill. - Let's see...
Supplier of pumping technology to the oil industry.
Rumours about a huge new contract.
Shares on the up for a while, then calmer. The market is hesitant.
The managers are the main holders, and they are not selling.
Do you know something?
I know that you will die. Rich... but unhappy.
That's fine with me. Anything I can tell my clients with shares in VeriDrill?
Tell them it's a highly risky paper.
All right. Then my time is up.
Anything else you wanted?
Kjetil?
Hi.
- Johnsen is not here, so... - I came to see you.
- Unless I'm disturbing... - I'm a bit busy right now.
Tell me a bit about Arne.
I'm sorry, but...
I really have nothing to tell you, so...
I'm sure that if you talk with either...
Vestre, or Føyner, they will tell you what you need to know.
I could talk with them. But you knew him.
Sooner or later he will be caught, and then end up in prison.
ARNE WAS TRICKED
By who?
Kjetil, by who?
I don't want to lose my job.
Hello! I'm looking for Hallvard Johnsen.
- Are you his wife? - No, his daughter.
He's out on the point. Take the footpath until you reach the quay.
And then follow the sound.
Oh hello, Veum. This is my grandson Kai.
Hello, Kai!
Your daughter told me where to find you.
- What is that? - That...
...is a very bad piece of engineering. Sea-wave power destroyed by waves.
Quite ironic!
You said Samuelsen was not motivated by money.
Then why steal PeePipe?
Arne was cheated by VeriDrill.
- In other words Vestre. - What happened?
They invested heavily when Arne presented the project.
The technology must be worth billions.
Arne obtained a good deal with royalties.
But he never kept deadlines,
and developing costs just went through the roof.
Finally the board took the decision,
pressured by Vestre, to sell.
Anything wrong in that?
Depends on what you sell.
They're also selling the company.
Whoever buys VeriDrill, gets PeePipe, as part of the deal.
- Then Arne gets nothing? - No.
- Who are the buyers? - Only Vestre and the board knows.
Many countries are interested. The Russians are very keen.
Thanks for the chat.
How is your lady friend doing?
- Anna Keilhaug, was it? - News travel fast.
It was in the paper. Someone said you knew her.
Terrible business.
I really hope she pulls through.
- Yes? - Niels Seim.
Your only broker friend in the world. And you are a prick!
VeriDrill is plunging. Someone high up just sold shares for 15 million.
- What's going on? - No idea.
I recommended them to all my clients...
Vestre!
You forgot to tell me one little thing: You took PeePipe from Samuelsen.
- How can he be a threat to you? - Arne is like a child.
He's a genius. But he's so bloody unaccountable.
Only this last year he's been away five months.
On holiday, in Brazil! He never keeps deadlines!
- We have to get in more capital. - Capital you will not share with him?
It's not about what we want.
Capital doesn't come by itself.
VeriDrill's new owners want full control over the technology.
Arne will get his money.
When the option period runs out. With interests.
- When will that be? - In ten years.
Now Samuelsen is trying to get some cash?
You want to buy the technology back?
We're talking about a possible killer.
You want to deal with such a person?
I have 700 employees under my wing.
They depend on their jobs. They have mortgages, car loans...
Children who want a bike for Christmas.
I can't let one man destroy so many people's lives.
I would appreciate your help.
I saw you at this bar, with Else Ljones.
- You two hang out a lot? - I met her through Arne.
She was worried. Asked if I had heard from him.
- And had you? - No.
You seem to be the only one here who knew him personally.
He was just my colleague. We weren't friends or anything.
We sometimes had a beer after work.
Did he have any known enemies?
He could seem provoking to some, but had no direct enemies.
Why provoking?
He's one of our best processing engineers, perhaps in Europe.
PeePipe is actually a strike of genius.
But hardly a provocation.
He's such a free spirit. Comes and goes when it suits him.
It may seem as if he doesn't work.
And of course, it can be seen as provoking that a...
That someone like Arne can be so clever.
Envy, in other words.
Arne Samuelsen got in touch.
He wants to return PeePipe.
- What does he want? - Money, of course.
- No other demands? - No.
- How much? - Not more than we can afford.
- I guess not. - Listen.
- We want you to be present. - Did you speak with him?
He will only communicate by SMS.
So no one has spoken with him?
What do you need me for?
Føyner and Vestre? Your table is right here.
Thank you.
"Leave the bag outside. "
Don't get too smart, Lise. This must go smoothly, okay?
Don't give up a penny before we have the hard disk.
Of course not.
"What a pretty couple! Call your errand boy. "
Veum? He's taken contact.
He wants you to go over to the wall with graffiti.
Wait! Not before we have the hard disk.
He wants the money first.
We don't have a choice.
Veum!
Lise!
Hey there!
Veum?
Where are you going? You're working for us!
Up to a certain point.
Hang on...
Anna Keilhaug is dead.
Now you've got two murders.
- I'm sorry. - You're sorry?
- Involuntary manslaughter. - What bullshit!
It's about politics! Let's not link disfigured bodies
and blackmail, to cases paid for by the oil industry.
What about your integrity here?
Jostein!
She was found this morning.
Veum... It has been in the water a few days.
They believe the cause of death to be injury to the head.
How they can tell with a missing head, I don't know.
You'll have to search the flat again for DNA.
- We have DNA. - Yes, from Arne.
Yeah...
Yes?
This is Arne Samuelsen.
- Arne... and Milla. - Beg your pardon?
Milla. His new name after the sex change.
Right. Because it's not completed yet...
- You all right? - What a smell...
They put him in there a bit late.
He owed over 700000 to a clinic in Brazil.
Will you search for the rest of the body?
In the waters he was found there are three sea currents.
But who the hell tried to run you over with Samuelsen's Mercedes?
Because it can't have been him. Or her...
I don't know.
What do you know?
He stole technology from VeriDrill worth a fortune.
He blackmailed them.
- And? - Someone else is running the show.
The one who killed Samuelsen.
And Anna.
Are there more you haven't told me?
Pleased with yourself, Veum?
Did you save anyone? Guess not...
I've found Arne Samuelsen.
Where?
At the morgue. He was killed over a week ago.
- So he's not the blackmailer. - Who is it then?
Now you know where he is. My job is finished.
Varg?
So what you said was true.
I guess I understood Arne was dead.
But tried to convince myself that it wasn't true.
That you were some madman, and that it was all...
...just a lie.
Did you know that he had stolen PeePipe?
I knew he had some problems at work, but...
And the ticket to Brazil?
He must have meant it as a surprise.
He did things like that often. He never asked.
Just turned on the charm and expected you to say yes.
- Why Milla? - Milla Jovovich. The super woman.
So typical Arne.
If he was to be a woman, he wanted to be perfect.
He couldn't compromise.
That's why he hated his body.
Anything male.
Hated his rough skin, his hair, his penis...
Was totally obsessed by it.
I tried to make him think again, but he wouldn't listen.
Everything had to happen now, with money he thought he had.
Wow! You used to play handball?
I did, as a matter of fact. I was Fana's top scorer in 1989.
- Before I started smoking. - Did Arne have a lover?
Several, I think. He wasn't a one guy's man.
Or a one guy's woman.
He was a person many felt attracted to.
- Also women? - Yes.
We were not an item, if that's what you're asking.
Kai, you can run along. Mummy is waiting.
What do you want?
Did you and Arne Samuelsen have a relationship?
What are you talking about?
This is absurd.
Arne is dead.
I'm sorry.
It's tragic when a colleague...
But it's not so that I had... I didn't know him well.
Kjetil... I figured it out from the start.
He was a person it was impossible not to feel attracted to.
Nothing wrong with that.
- Kjetil! - Coming.
I'll start dinner.
Listen... Arne was killed.
If you know anything, you should tell me.
Like I said, Arne and I...
He would have wanted you to.
For him things were easy. Follow your instincts and live.
No obligations, no routines, no responsibilities.
Like children, waiting for you.
Else Ljones, Fana Handball Club
Come on in.
God bless.
Are you into handball now?
You can google everything, but not handball statistics from the 80'ies.
Else Ljones, Fana Handball Club, 1989.
Top scorer on the girls' team that year.
While we are running a full investigation,
you follow your own ideas.
- You came out here to tell me that? - Yep!
Hamre!
- You forgot you documents. - Oh, did I now?
Male, single, 38 years
- Hi. - Oh, hello.
- Føyner just left for the weekend. - I know.
I came to see you.
You knew Anna Keilhaug was run down. How did you know?
It was in the paper. And Kjetil... Didn't I say that he...
He knew somehow she was your friend.
- You must ask him. - Is he here?
No, he left early. He's got children, and takes extended weekends.
Have a nice weekend!
Hey! Johnsen!
Kjetil!
- Why are you here? - I work here, remember?
- Johnsen said you had left. - I'm busy.
What's all this rush?
Føyner rushed off as if she was taking illegal absence.
- What's going on? - It's called weekend, Varg.
You should try it.
Listen...
- Just one question. - Can you give me security?
Thanks.
Hello. Your father already left ten minutes ago.
He's going to the country, as usually on weekends.
- Kai! - Daddy!
Hi.
Are you two...
Hallvard Johnsen, is he your father-in-law?
- Why didn't you tell me? - Why should I? It's no secret.
Everybody knows that.
Hang on.
Is it true that you told Johnsen about Anna Keilhaug?
Anna Keilhaug... What are you talking about?
- Føyner? - Off on a new date?
Listen, Varg Veum. Stay away from this, all right?
Don't you want to know who you're giving your money to?
We're not giving anything away. We're making an investment.
I've found the blackmailer.
If you know anything, then call the police.
- Hamre, I need your help. - I'm listening.
I heard an ambulance...
An emergency with full sirens, at 4.40 pm.
- Could you check where it went? - I'll get back to you.
Take the red one
An ambulance went out 4.08 pm to Johan Blits vei.
And regarding Fana Handball Club...
Top scorer on the boy's team in '89...
- Who was it? - Hold on to your hat...
Eivind Liland.
Be careful now. It's a lot of money.
Want to know who you're dealing with?
- What do you want? - Hold on to your money.
Then he'll get desperate.
And make a mistake. We'll rat him out of his hide.
You're wrong.
You'll find the disk above the roof hatch
Didn't you hear me?
It's not here!
The hard disk.
Give me the hard disk.
Don't make me!
What have you done, Else?
The disk contains Arne's life achievement.
- Why did he steal it? - They took it from him!
But you and Arne were together on this.
Where did it go wrong?
You argued? Disagreed on the split?
No! Arne was my best friend.
He was your best friend?
You were twin souls.
Eivind Liland...
Top scorer on Fana Handball Club 1989.
- How do you know? - They had no girls' team in the 80'ies.
You went with him to Brazil, saw him through all the operations.
You understood him because you had been through the same thing.
Arne's dream was to get a new life.
But those bastards took everything away from him.
So they should pay.
Hello there! Veum!
Else!
I didn't kill Arne!
I know who killed him.
Quite sure the fish is dead?
Hello, Varg. You never take time off?
On the weekend there's only one thing to do...
To get out here.
- Did you use one of those? - What?
When you cut up Arne Samuelsen's body?
What are you talking about?
He was the lover of your son-in-law.
What kind of man spends 1 million in order to get a bloody vagina?
A genius.
Who is promoted to chief engineer at VeriDrill instead of you.
- Should that make me kill someone? - No, I doubt it.
- But you saw... - He exploited Kjetil.
It made me sick! Couldn't do that to Camilla.
Or little Kai.
Arne was 40 and collected Kinder Eggs!
Kjetil was a toy to him!
You're talking about family, when this really is about...
He was mad... A pervert! You understand?
He was... a pervert! A fucking pervert.
You couldn't accept the faggot was smarter.
This is not your fault.
Arne used you.
You were his little toy.
No one will ever know anything. Not Camilla... Not anyone.
This will stay between you and me. Understand?
I forgive you, Kjetil. I forgive you.
I - loved - him!
Johnsen!
Don't do anything stupid!
Turn around.
Put it on, and attach with this. Thanks.
Let's see now. If you hold here...
- Ouch! - It's only external, isn't it?
- Or do you want an ambulance? - No, it's not deep.
- I'll manage. - You always do.
- Did you get hold of Else Ljones? - Yes, eventually.
Why didn't you bring her down?
I can't do all the work, can I?
Have you got a hard disk?
Lise Føyner said so. Have you got it?
No...
You should see a doctor.
Subtitles: Martin Bjorlo www.undertext.se