Request for Assistance A-4/01
Aabenraa 10.50, Friday March 2
Hello.
Boysen, Forensics.
Nielsen, call me McCloud. Been called that for years.
A dog found the arm.
I mean a girl who was walking the dog.
She called me at 07.32, then I got the show on the road.
It's a woman. She had nail polish on.
How long has she been here?
At least a week.
We've got a woman who's been missing a fortnight.
Could it be her?
There's no hand either.
Know what? Seems like there's a pattern.
- Have you asked for help? - Yes, this is way too big for us.
Unit One HQ 11.15, Friday March 2
No, tomorrow is really fine. It's fine, Ingrid.
I'm so sorry. Sorry to disturb you. Bye.
Hi, Victor.
- Hi! - Hi.
Something to read. My report from Kalundborg.
I hope we've sent flowers.
- For the funeral today. - I'm sure Gaby did.
Whoops.
- Enjoying your holiday? - It's not much of a holiday.
Mille's on a course. Victor's got the flu.
Good. Because it looks like the holiday's over.
Victor, I hope you're not too ill to eat a chocolate?
What do you think? Want one? Here.
He's cut her arms and hands off. Maybe to hide her identity?
We've got a call for assistance from Aabenraa.
"Female remains found in lake." With body parts still missing.
- Any ID? - No.
We're getting every report on missing women in Denmark.
- How long has she been there? - A week, maybe longer.
Have you eaten that already?
Want another one? Do you? Yes.
- You're eating too many. - I can have another one.
You'd better get packed.
It's no good, Ulf. I've got Victor all weekend.
Bye.
Isn't there such a thing as a babysitter?
Granny will pick you up soon.
UNIT ONE
- Hi, Boysen. - Hi.
Episode 19
Allan Fischer.
Frank Nielsen, but just call me McCloud.
- Nice moustache. - Here's our sawn-up lady.
We've just found the torso. No need to open the bag.
Call off the search. Her head and hands aren't here.
I think he's right. Whoever did this was no fool.
But you see, we think that whoever did this
wanted to conceal her identity.
With no teeth or prints, she won't be ringing any bells.
No.
- But we can get her DNA? - Of course.
Just answer. It might be the FBI.
Hi.
- How's it going? - Good, thanks.
I miss you both.
Hello? Are you there?
- Allan? - Yes.
What are you doing? You're not at work, are you?
- I'm in Aabenraa. - Where's Victor?
- With Ulf. - Ulf?
What do you want me to do? My mum will pick him up soon.
He's at a police station with the flu?
- Just calm down. - What a great dad he's got!
Hi.
It's really beautiful here.
- You've had a haircut... - Sure have.
Really well done, Victor.
That's great, Victor.
It's Victor... He's just drawing.
No, we can't provide a precise description.
The gases have completely deformed her upper body.
Her intestines are swollen.
She might have been skinny when alive.
And we still haven't found her head.
Hey, Ingrid, I'll call you back in a moment.
We've had a great time.
- Haven't we? - Victor!
- It's been so much fun. - You're going home to bed.
- Your feet are cold. - Where have his socks gone?
I had some socks. Here they are.
- Weren't you doing a seminar? - I was!
Yes.
- Hello again, Ulf. - Hi, where were we?
Germans holiday in Aabenraa. Any missing Germans?
Not yet.
Let's distribute photos in Germany too.
Maybe.
- You sure talk around it. - Go back to your family.
- And give them my regards. - Yes, bye.
The flag mustn't touch the ground.
- Are you leaving now? - No, tomorrow.
If that arm hadn't been found he'd walk.
Probably.
She'd still be in the lake and the killer would walk.
It's not just a killer. It's a murderer.
What's the difference?
A killer may kill unintentionally.
A murderer premeditates.
Let's go and find your dad.
Mum, we can't go home now. Granny is very upset.
- Have you discussed staying? - No, not yet.
Come here.
Crime scene 17.10, Friday March 2
I park my car here.
The torso, legs and arms are in different bags.
Then I walk... and empty the bag.
I take off my gumboots.
I did it at night.
That means I know the place.
Do I know it really well?
Do I live nearby?
- When is the big country move? - It's only to Køge. In a month.
- Mornin'. - Mornin'.
Right, they say mornin' down here.
Hi!
- Nielsen. Call me McCloud. - IP.
You're the one who's married to that actress.
- My name is Gaby. - Hello, Gaby.
- Is it good? - It's five-star.
- Well, what's this? - I've had a haircut, okay?
Well... LaCour thinks it's a local...
who knows the woods very well and I agree with that.
Maybe she's not Danish. We've got many Germans here.
Permanent residents.
- Here's the photo you asked for. - Thank you. Thanks, Mia.
This is the Zita Larsen I was telling you about earlier.
She's a local. Missing for two weeks.
She lives in a summerhouse all year long.
- You seem very close. - It's a few years old.
Would Zita sometimes take off?
- She's been sad for some years. - Why?
Her girl died, she got divorced.
She'd sit in the square getting sloshed
when her pension cheque came.
- I don't know about that. - She suddenly got very fat...
That lake has changed for ever. It really has.
I wish I was a duck.
Why?
They think differently. They just keep on swimming.
It was a demonstration model.
So we'll get it for half-price. Including white goods.
And that includes installation and everything.
- Very nice. - It's perfect.
And we'll save over 50,000 kroner.
- You don't like it? - Yes, it's very nice.
We'll find something else, then.
Would you prefer beech?
I'm going to Herning and then to Poland.
With what?
Ketchup.
You don't want the house? But you really liked the garden.
That was when we were expecting our child.
Sorry, Johnny... I feel that it's all going so fast.
I'm trying to tell myself there was some sense to it.
To what?
To you and I not having that baby.
Some sense in losing a child? What a stupid thing to say!
You want to sell the house? Is that it?
Her Majesty might think about it while I'm away.
Aabenraa Hospital 07.55, Saturday March 3
- What can you say about her? - Between 30 and 40 years old.
160 to 170 centimetres tall. Weight between 55 and 65 kilos.
She'd had a complicated delivery.
- See how perfect the cut is? - What do you mean?
And the same here, you see? It's perfectly clean.
There isn't a cut in the bone. That's not easy to do.
So we're looking for a surgeon?
Maybe not, but certainly someone who's tried it before.
How did Tobias cope with the funeral?
It's just so tragic. But he coped very well.
- I'm going to Copenhagen now. - Yes?
Should I drop in and say hello to him?
- He's with his dad. - Well...
Okay!
Interview of witness 10.17, Saturday March 3
Hello!
- You wanted to talk to us? - Yes.
Are you still looking for the hands and head?
Yes, unfortunately.
Try searching over there by the pier.
Why?
I was cleaning some tools on Saturday two weeks ago.
It was just before dawn.
Then I saw this damn expensive German car
right on the edge of the pier.
A man pulls a big bag out of the trunk.
He's about to throw it when another car pulls up.
It was a housewife I know pretty well.
- She often buys fresh fish. - Oh, yes.
The German goes back to the car and acts all innocent.
But there wasn't any fish so the lady left.
Then the German gets real busy
and throws the bag in the water.
- How big was the bag? - Like this and very heavy.
Then I got really angry. So I went over to him
and told him the harbour is no dustbin.
He got so scared that he yelled that it was none of my business.
- In German, that is. - Yes.
- What happened then? - He drove off in a grey Audi.
- Did you get the car number? - Yes, I did.
LG. It's from Lüneburg.
Thank you very much for your help.
- Something wrong, Gaby? - It's Johnny...
He usually calls to say hi or good night.
- Call him. - I did, no answer.
Right, Gaby, check the owner of a grey Audi from Lüneburg.
Our enquiries in Germany have already paid off.
I just got a message from the Aabenraa police.
They've spoken to a German professor called Beckmann.
He and the wife were driving and saw a container on fire.
The wife needed to wee.
The professor checks the container
and it's filled with personal papers on fire.
He finds a receipt in the name of Doris Fröse, Lüneburg.
- Lüneburg? - Yes, Lüneburg.
The professor lives in Lüneburg, that's why he remembers.
He calls the German police after being told about the body.
And bingo!
Doris Fröse is reported missing.
No one's seen her for more than two weeks.
When did he check that container?
Just a moment. The 17th, I believe. Yes.
Saturday, February 17 at 16.15 hours.
Same day the car was spotted.
What car?
Here it comes.
The car belongs to Mr Schlosser, Freiberger St, Lüneburg.
- Mannfred Schlosser? - Yes.
- Do you know him? - Yes, I do.
Not very well.
He has a summerhouse here. Right by the water.
He's married to a ballerina, perhaps you know her?
Pernille Poulsen.
- No. - She's on a pension.
She has a kind of epilepsy.
- Do a check. What's her name? - Pernille Poulsen.
- No. - Yes. Doris Fröse.
- I want to see that place. - There's no point, LaCour.
- The container's empty. - But I want to see it anyway.
Columbo...
Mr Schlosser's summerhouse, have you got an address?
This is Ida. I' not here, but leave a essage.
Hi, it's me.
About getting to Silkeborg tonight.
I can't make it.
I'm in my hotel room with a stack of reports
and I have to read them by tomorrow, so I can't make it.
But let's... This is a crap connection.
Anyway, let's just say we'll talk very soon. Bye.
Interview of Mannfred Schlosser 12.21, Saturday March 3
- Yes? - Mannfred Schlosser?
Fischer. Danish police. From Unit One.
- You can speak Danish to me. - That's good.
- Can I come in for a moment? - What is it about?
- We're investigating a murder. - Yes?
- And? - Can I please come in?
- What was your name? - Fischer. Allan Fischer.
He's from the Danish police. This is my wife.
- Pernille. - Hello.
- Has your car been stolen? - No, why?
It was seen at the harbour on February 17.
- Were we in Denmark then? - Yes.
- And you visited the harbour? - That I don't remember.
- Yes, you did. - No, I didn't.
- Just tell them, Mannfred. - Yes, I went to the harbour.
The recycling bin is so far. I threw some bottles in the sea.
I will of course pay the fine. Was that all?
- Do you know a Doris Fröse? - Why?
A woman was found in the lake.
- You think it's Doris Fröse? - It's a possibility.
- Do you know her? - Yes, I did business with her.
It can't be her, she's in Spain. I received a letter.
Hold on, it must be here somewhere.
- When did the death occur? - About two weeks ago.
Then it can't be her.
I received a letter from Frankfurt Airport.
She writes she's on her way to see family in Spain.
It's postmarked February 17. Thank God for that.
Yes.
Can I borrow that?
Yes. I'll make a copy.
You have a very nice place.
How long does it take to drive...
What's happening?
Pernille!
It's nothing. I just need my pills.
- Here. - Yes.
- Excuse us, let yourself out. - Thanks for your help.
So he's thrown bottles into the water. Typical Schlosser.
- He's going to pay for that! - If they were bottles, that is.
Fischer said he and his wife admitted the whole thing.
Doris Fröse.
39 years old, owns a beauty salon in Lüneburg.
She has two boys who live with their dad in Spain.
Please tell me...
Why are we still showing any interest in that woman?
That letter kind of tells us she was on her way to Spain.
- She never made it to Spain. - But she made it to Frankfurt.
Can anyone explain to me how to be in two places at once?
Frankfurt airport and our lake.
Weren't you going to check the container?
Yes, damn it!
I must admit, he impressed me, that LaCour.
I'd never have thought
that if you put flammable liquid into a container
and light a match...
it explodes.
And the ground is strewn with pieces of charred paper.
Hi, LaCour.
Take a look at this.
The professor must have got it wrong.
Her name is not Doris Fröse. It's Doris Morgenstern.
How on earth can you mix up Fröse and Morgenstern?
All I can say is...
Try... and try again.
Johnny's phone. Leave a essage.
Hi, Johnny, it's Gaby again.
I know it's my third call. But I...
Listen, this is torture. Please let me hear from you.
Okay. Bye.
McCloud's right. She can't have been in two places at once.
Have you never collected stamps?
No, why?
To get a postmark from a town on a certain date
you send its post office a stamped addressed envelope.
- And they postmark it for you? - Yes.
Maybe that's what she did. But why?
To hide the fact that she was coming here?
One moment her name is Fröse, the next it's Morgenstern.
- I'm tired, I'm going to bed. - Me too.
Good night.
- Are you closing? - You can have another one.
Only if you'll join me.
Then it's on the house. What are you having? Whisky?
Yes, why not?
Okay.
Cheers.
It's really lively here in the summer.
I'm sure you've been all over, so you can easily imagine.
- How do you know Zita Larsen? - My God, I forgot to tell you.
She called me. She's been binging in Copenhagen.
- That's a relief. - Why?
I mean that she's not the woman in the lake.
No... I see.
What's...
such a beautiful woman doing here on a Saturday night?
Waiting till I can close the bar.
How about closing it now?
Cheers.
Hi, baby, what's up?
Why did you do that? Mum was picking him up.
Why play the martyr? What about the seminar?
Yes. When?
Yes. I'll come and pick you up.
I'll pick you up, yes. See you.
- Crisis? - You could say that.
They're coming here tonight. So we'll see.
- Wasn't Mille doing a seminar? - That's what I thought.
- Something to do with Ida? - No...
Please don't say that. Damn it...
Me as a weekend dad? How many weekends do I get?
I'd never see Victor.
- Good morning. - Hi.
I got a call
from a woman who rents out her summerhouse for cash.
Everyone's moonlighting down here.
Hence the delay in ringing. A German guy rented it.
Two weeks ago.
You know what?
He replaced all the bedding. Pillows, doonas and sheets.
Everything!
- And scrubbed the floor. - Where's this house?
It's on the other side of the fjord.
- And the owner's name? - Yes...
Anne. Anne Ishøy.
I told her that you would...
give her a call.
Well, guys, do you feel like running back?
Come on.
- You know the way? - Yes. Come on.
Good morning.
- Please, allow me. - No, don't do that.
Come on. Stop that. I said stop it.
If only he'd gone to Sweden.
Poland's bad right now.
- Did you fight before he left? - No.
- He's just making you suffer. - He's very good at it.
Good morning.
By the way, Mia...
told me that Zita Larsen has called, so she's fine.
- That's great. - Good morning.
We spoke to McCloud. Wow, that looks great.
Yes, and?
It's about a house, and a tenant who replaced the bedding.
- And the mattresses. - Sounds interesting.
The documents unit has ID'd the German passport.
It belongs to Doris Fröse.
- And Doris Morgenstern? - We'll find out.
What kind of business are you doing with Doris Fröse?
- That wouldn't interest you. - It would.
You're not jealous, are you?
Would you like to read that letter?
"Dear Mr Schlosser,
"thanks for seeing me about my loan application.
"I'm taking a holiday in Spain
"and hope to raise a few questions
"on my return in March."
Blah, blah, blah and so on.
"Best wishes, Doris Fröse."
Doris Fröse owns a small beauty salon.
Like many, she wants to borrow money without collateral.
I'd better get going now. Before all the rolls are sold out.
I'll come too.
- How about going home soon? - No, we're on holiday.
- Where's the mat? - What?
- The mat? - I'm so clumsy.
I spilled a can of oil all over it.
That's Germans for you. Either they bring everything,
or complain about the cutlery, or the TV being too small.
But we don't mind their money.
- It's not very luxurious. - It's nice.
At least it's clean.
He sure scrubbed the whole house.
- When did he rent the house? - A couple of weeks ago.
- You've only had one tenant? - One in four months.
Lucky I don't depend on it.
Do you remember his name?
Yes, I've got it here somewhere.
- Was he on his own? - Did he bring a woman? No.
Here he is. Gerhard Müller.
- Lüneburg? - Yes.
That's fine.
Listen to this.
LaCour has found traces of blood in the summerhouse.
The tenant was a Gerhard Müller of Lüneburg.
I know why Doris was called both Fröse and Morgenstern.
Her name is Fröse in the salon...
and Morgenstern when she's a hooker.
- We've heard that before. - Something else.
Doris bought a train ticket to Aabenraa
on February 16.
He didn't bring bedding from Lüneburg...
So I'll check the local shops.
- Hey, just a moment. - It's Sunday, people don't work.
In the Lüneburg area four women were murdered
with the same MO in recent years.
All had their hands and heads cut off.
And the murderer wasn't found.
Boysen talked a lot about the incisions.
Maybe they were made by a professional.
Hi, Lars.
How's it going?
Damn it, what are you doing? He's 13.
I'm in Aabenraa, Lars.
No, that's not his decision.
I don't want to explain over the phone. I just can't.
Tobias has just lost half his family...
then Lars puts him in a cab.
Back to an empty house, because Lars is tired.
- They were Lars's family too. - I don't give a damn.
He shouldn't be alone now.
When I was 13, being home on my own was the best thing.
Crime scene 16.08, Sunday March 4
- Hello. - Hi, LaCour.
There are fresh prints left by a man and woman in here.
He chopped her up here...
presumably after strangling her.
He scrubbed the floor, but there's still blood.
- Enough for a DNA test? - Yes.
It's pure science fiction, all this.
- I've got a little lady for you. - What?
She's on the beach.
She's a friend of our Doris... or rather... was.
Interview of Franziska Brandt 16.15, Sunday March 4
IP Jørgensen. Danish Police, Unit One.
- Hello. - Hi. I'm Franziska Brandt.
So here's where she wanted to make a fresh start?
I believe you're a friend of Doris Fröse?
Yes, that's why I'm here. I mean...
You are sure it was her?
We're not sure of anything yet.
Was it Gerhard Müller who bought the house?
- He only rented it. - What? He didn't even buy it?
I don't believe it.
He showed me photos of a beautiful house.
Is that supposed to be it?
Is Gerhard Müller your client?
He's an old client, but lately he only wanted Doris.
Do you know when Doris came to Denmark?
Yes.
Friday. Two weeks ago.
I did what I could to stop her.
I thought he was after her money.
I never dreamt he'd try to kill her.
She lent him all her money.
93,000 marks.
Would you mind making a statement?
- Of course not. - Then come with me, please.
Yes.
- Found him already? - No.
- Why are you home, then? - Because I missed you.
- But I'm leaving tomorrow. - Yes, and that's why.
Hi.
- Have you eaten? - No.
- No money in the box, eh? - No.
What a mum!
- Do you want a pizza? - No, why?
Should be enough.
Lucky me.
What?
- Why did Dad send you home? - I wanted to go home.
He was so sad and I had to watch the little ones.
I'm sad too.
Aren't you?
Remember when Andreas' horse ran away?
And we found it by the post office.
We've had many pancakes in that house.
- Hi, Gaby. - Hi, Ingrid.
I've just spoken to... a German policeman.
Mr Gerhard Müller doesn't exist.
- He doesn't? - No such man.
Where's IP?
In Aabenraa. Interviewing that Franziska.
Ask him to show her Schlosser's photo
and ask if Doris was seeing him...
- I mean, is it Gerhard Müller? - Okay.
The police are now certain, that the urdered woan
found near Aabenraa
is 39-year-old Doris Fröse fro Lüneburg.
She was last seen alive...
You're a bit pale, darling. Did you take your pills?
I'm fine, Mannfred.
- Will you go and get a movie? - No, let's listen to music.
Please, Mannfred. I really want to watch a movie.
Very well...
- Then I'll open a bottle of wine. - Good.
93,000 marks.
Doris Fröse.
IP speaking. Franziska confirms
Müller and Schlosser are one and the same.
- She's sure? - Yes.
- Use local help to arrest him. - Will do.
Thanks, IP. I'll call Fischer myself.
So Victor's too sick to be cared for by my mum
but not yours?
So your decisions are better
and you make the choices for all of us, is that it?
- Please turn off your phone. - No.
Now that I'm here can you turn it off?
Why should I?
Because I want you to.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Any good restaurants in Silkeborg?
What?
I don't know, but you should.
- I found this in your pocket. - You went through my pockets?
I empty your pockets before I wash your clothes.
Weren't you in Kalundborg?
Yes.
So you're saying...
you worked in Kalundborg and had dinner in Silkeborg?
What are you saying?
Who is it?
Is it that policewoman? Is it her?
Yes.
Sorry... Mille.
- Is she the one you want? - No.
- She's not? Then who? Me? - Yes.
- Is it? - Yes, of course it's you.
- Why? - Because... I need you.
- You mean you need Victor? - No, yes... I mean I need you.
Try to look at me.
Allan...
Do you love me?
Would you say it, please?
Drive me back to the station.
Hi, darling. Did you find some good movies?
Can it wait a little?
- I think I'll take a bath. - Of course.
Did you meet anybody in town?
- No. - Well, you might have done.
Y ou should be arresting Mannfred Schlosser
for the urder of Doris Fröse, but... bye.
Thank God you're here! I just found my wife in the bath.
I went to town to get a movie.
And when I came back...
She... she was dead. Drowned.
Oh... then we'd better call an ambulance.
I thought you were the ambulance.
First I'm told to arrest Mannfred,
the next moment his wife has an epileptic fit
and drowns in the bathtub.
Mannfred Schlosser, it's 21.35.
You're under arrest for the murder of Doris Fröse.
Pernille... is dead.
I'm going with my wife.
This is Renate, right?
Interrogation of suspect 06.31, Monday March 5
This is Gisela.
And this is Kathryn.
Can you explain their disappearances?
No.
We've checked your bank statements.
There are unexplained deposits
shortly before each woman disappeared.
I've just lost my wife.
And you make me talk about bloody bank statements.
You rent an office in Lüneburg in the name of Müller.
And the summerhouse was rented under the same name.
Yes, you know that.
- So why ask? - I'm asking why.
We've found your fingerprints and Doris Fröse's.
Identified by prints in her flat.
Yes... but...
I'm not saying we didn't meet there.
I mean... we... we had...
yes... an affair... yes.
She wanted to tell my wife.
So I invited her to Denmark...
to tell her that it was over.
She got so angry that she left...
Walked out... into the darkness. I haven't seen her since.
We've found her blood in the house.
Maybe she went back
after I left.
She had many strange clients.
Perhaps one of them followed her, yes?
We found this
in your attic.
That's a souvenir.
That's right... you studied medicine.
Is that illegal?
How did you make Doris write the letter from Frankfurt?
Did you say your wife was suspicious?
No comment.
- Did you kill your wife? - Must I tolerate this?
I'll tell you again. I've got nothing more to say.
He won't break.
Never mind.
The forensics will put him away for life.
IP... if only his wife had opened her eyes a bit
she'd have contacted us a long time ago.
- Is the autopsy booked? - Of course.
Let's get some sleep.
- Are you sleeping at the inn? - Yes.
- Good night, IP. - Good night.
Thank you.
- Any time. Maybe later? - Who knows?
Mannfred Schlosser was convicted and sentenced to life in prison for the murders of Doris Fröse and his wife Pernille Schlosser.