Request for Assistance A-13/01
The Lovers...
Cruelty...
Yes, of course.
- Why is Mum shouting? - Go back to sleep, Therese.
Granny's here. Relax.
What the hell are you doing?
Let me go!
Therese, stay here!
Therese...
Oh, no!
UNIT ONE
No, you're mistaken. That's actually wrong.
Listen... You know what?
Put your foot down, Ulf.
If she's been naughty, tap her on the nose.
Episode 25
Just like you.
And if she's been good, praise her.
Exactly like you.
Yes, she's here.
Here, it's Ulf. Here you are.
Hi.
Now? See you soon. Bye.
When did you and Ulf become lovers?
- Must we do this again? - I just need an answer.
That was ages ago.
Are you keen on him again?
Are you?
Must we always rake up that old story?
You were small. You didn't understand much.
It was a sensitive situation, we'd just lost your dad.
I saw a nude stranger in the bathroom, Mum.
Look at this photo.
It was taken before I was born, right?
Were you lovers already then?
Ulf and your dad were best friends.
It would be unthinkable that we'd...
Are my pants ready for tomorrow?
- You're not going. - It's important.
They'll all be there with the Laudrup brothers.
You think you can get away with smoking pot in a stolen car?
- You're not going. - Are you really 14?
- I said no. - Fuck you, Mum.
- Don't talk to me like that. - Ingrid...
- Morning. - Hi. Good morning.
- Morning. - You brought Tanja?
Let me see. Come here.
Come for a walk, Tanja. We don't want to be here.
Come on.
Bagger from Ringsted called for assistance.
A family wiped itself out.
A father pushed his daughter downstairs. Broken neck.
- Are you listening? - Yes.
He shoots the rest of the family and blows his brains out.
Bagger was first on the scene...
He slipped on the man's ear. Nasty!
- Ulf... - Lovely!
Sorry.
Ringsted's sure of the events.
But they'd like you and LaCour to drop by
to fill in the details.
What's up? Why are you staring?
No reason.
Crime scene 09.32, Thursday August 16
She was shot in the hallway, then moved.
What about that one?
The grandmother, she's in hospital.
Will she survive?
I don't know. The bullet's in a bad spot.
Look at her dress.
It looks like someone arranged it after she died.
It wouldn't be like that
if she'd fallen from up there.
The father did it before shooting himself?
- No, there's another option. - What?
An outsider.
That would explain the two stray shots.
He breaks in.
He's surprised by the daughter.
He pushes her down the stairs and she breaks her neck.
Then the father arrives with his weapon.
They fight over it and it goes off several times.
Then he arranges her dress before leaving.
- Any signs of a break-in? - We're checking.
- What kind of weapon? - A Luger... a war pistol.
- Did they fight for the weapon? - Sure, look at his wrists.
It was violent.
Could he have been fighting his daughter?
No, she'd have powder burns.
It could be an intruder.
Let's get the others.
I could employ two men and stop travelling...
Just do Unit One.
- Then what? - Isn't that what worries you?
Not really.
Listen...
I know I've been a jerk.
I know I've made mistakes. I know I let you down. But...
I love you.
I love you too.
What was that?
I love you too.
IP, come here. Check this out.
Tomorrow, at 8.
Hey, what's this?
There's a small tactics session with a certain Michael.
Then a bit of coaching with my man Brian,
then we kick off. 1
- How are you? - I'm playing soccer. I'm fine.
- Oh! Bloody hell! - Ingrid! What happened?
Damn, that was funny! Are you all right?
I just fell. Ouch! Damn it.
It looked fantastic.
Excuse me. Hi, everyone. Sorry to keep you waiting.
Ringsted Police Station 11.10, Thursday August 16
It's actually because my wife...
Her water has broken so...
Yes, yes. Relax. The contractions haven't started.
Right... Let's start.
Sissi Skov Sørensen, psychology professor
at Copenhagen University.
Shot in the neck but she should make it.
Olaf, her husband.
57, a local school psychologist.
Shot in the head, died instantly.
We think the gun was his. His father was in the Resistance.
Their daughter Marie married a David Hansson from England.
She's 31, worked for the EU but was on leave.
Broken neck. Died instantly.
Their daughter Therese, eleven. Shot in the throat.
Marie and David lived in Anholt.
David's there with their other daughter.
Marie called them yesterday at 23.47.
- David's been informed? - Yes.
The local constable went there this morning at... 07.35.
- What does he do? - He's an artist.
What about the Tarot cards?
I don't know what it means, or if it means anything at all.
- But Sissi was holding a card. - Which one?
The Emperor.
There were others on the table. Death, Cruelty and The Lovers.
May I?
- Thanks. - It's spooky.
I'll take care of this.
You must hear this.
At 02.04 we received an emergency call from their phone.
Give e the phone! Coe on!
The second voice is Olaf. We can't identify the first one.
But half an hour later
we got a call from a payphone in the city.
It's the same man.
The basement door was unlocked.
Sorry.
Hi, honey.
Excuse me, it's my wife. Something's happening.
Okay. I think it's clear we must find the caller.
Fischer, interviews. LaCour, crime scene.
Reports to Gaby.
- And IP... - The rest.
Crime scene 14.17, Thursday August 16
Haven't they removed it yet?
Hey! Please don't touch anything.
Hello. Thomas LaCour, Unit One.
Thanks for coming back. I know it's rough.
Yes, it is.
Do you know who visited them last week?
No one, except for Marie who had some meetings over here.
Therese lives... lived here.
She's at school in Ringsted.
- Who was Marie meeting? - I don't know.
She was going to go back to her little girl today.
Stella.
What were they like, the family?
Nice, gentle people.
You've been with them 19 years?
Yes. There's never been anything to complain about.
In a way, our work is similar.
Is it?
We notice everything but we must be discreet.
Was there anything else?
- Do you vacuum every day? - Yes, by Almighty God I do!
And I can tell that you do, but we found this.
Crumpled up behind the heater.
Had it been there yesterday, I'd have seen it.
- When did you buy them beer? - Yesterday.
I picked up a sixpack from the supermarket.
- Where is it now? - In the basement.
Hello...
Hello.
Playing with dolls?
Hey, it talks. That's funny, huh?
LaCour?
If we find the bottle, we may find the culprit.
Finding an empty bottle in Ringsted? No problem.
No.
Are you happy?
I don't know.
The paper's sent her to Paris.
- But she'll be back? - Yes, she will.
I was so proud... so proud of you at the meeting.
"My name's Kirsten and I'm an alcoholic."
When you're finished next week, we can talk about what we'll do.
Show me those Tarot cards.
- What does it mean? - The Lovers are self-explanatory.
The relationship has turned to cruelty.
And Death says it must end.
- And? - Did the wife have a lover?
Why?
The Lovers can also mean
a woman caught between two men.
Or a man between two women?
Jens, I'm not coming back.
No.
Well... What about this one?
She was holding it when they found her.
The Emperor... law-maker and guardian.
But...
But?
The law can have a dark side, something evil.
- Could it be a sign? - I don't know. Maybe.
Thanks for visiting me.
Take care.
Kirsten...
That's good. Thanks, Boysen.
I've packed my stuff. See you tomorrow.
Sissi Skov Sørensen will make it and can talk to us.
- Ingrid... - What?
- Should I talk to her? - No, I'll do it.
- Can you walk? - I'll try.
Good. Boysen has finished the autopsy on Marie.
She was three months pregnant.
- No! - Yes. One more thing.
She had sex a few hours before she died.
Her husband was in Anholt
so we may have to look for a secret lover.
They've found something in the phone box...
The fingerprints of a local known to the police.
Michael Jepsen. Speciality, nocturnal burglary.
He's an addict and can be violent.
- Do we have an address? - Yes.
The Unforgivable Love - A Story of Incest
Ringsted Hospital, interview with witness 17.05, Thursday August 16
I read your book. It made an impression.
Thanks.
Especially the chapter about the father who grows distant
for fear of violating his daughter.
- Was your father like that? - No.
No, my father was... warm.
- Yes... - He died when you were young.
Yes. How did you know?
Just an impression.
- Then why? - What?
The fascination with the distant father.
Yes...
Recognise him?
- It's Michael. - You know him?
Marie dated him in school. He was such a sweet guy.
- We liked him. - Did you see him last night?
Maybe.
I don't know.
I didn't get a good look.
Could they have still been involved?
I don't think so.
She was only 19 when she had Therese. Could he be the father?
- No. - You can't be certain.
Daughters don't confide in mothers.
Perhaps they had a fight about him wanting back in?
I'm asking because Marie was with a man yesterday.
- How do you know? - From the autopsy.
Therese wanted to go to her mother...
I tried, but...
She shouldn't...
Please go.
One more thing. You were reading Tarot cards at the time.
You were holding The Emperor.
Was it a clue as to who the culprit could be?
It's a coincidence.
Has David been told?
He's in Anholt. Could you ask him to contact me?
Yes.
Hi, Bagger. Has anything happened?
- She bloody threw me out. - No!
My God!
At some point she'll be happy you're here.
Let's hope so.
- What happened to you? - I sprained my ankle.
- Any progress? - Yes, maybe.
His prints were in the phone box. He's Marie's ex-boyfriend.
He knows the house.
Forget him. He was locked up last night.
Didn't they tell you?
I've scoured the area around the house
for an empty bottle.
I've also been to the local store to see if it had been returned.
As luck has it, all his empties had just been...
picked up and brought here.
How's it done here?
Are today's bottles stored with last week's and so on?
Yes, that's how it's done.
And what's the chance there are any prints on it?
One in a thousand or maybe one in ten thousand.
So what's the chance of you convincing me to help?
How much rent do you owe me?
Yes... Well, yes.
LaCour, check this out...
This isn't it.
Wait... nor is this one!
Well, okay. No, that's nice.
Yes. Bye, Mum.
- Mum's having dinner with Ulf. - That sounds nice.
They were lovers.
Okay.
I've seen him in the raw a few times.
Were they... happy together?
Yes, very much so.
But Ulf couldn't leave his wife.
My mother was miserable. She actually had a breakdown.
I can't help thinking that...
What?
No, I can't...
What are you thinking, Ingrid?
Nothing.
Okay.
Gaby...
I found a photo of Mum and Ulf
taken just before Mum fell pregnant with me.
They're laughing, obviously in love.
I can't help wondering if he's...
Your...
father?
Oh, my!
Take care and call me when you've won, all right?
Bye.
- Well? - Ready?
Ready? I've been ready all night, but...
I can't go.
- Come on, man! - I just can't.
We have three murders, an attempted one, and no leads.
And Ingrid has sprained her ankle, right?
I just can't leave.
You've got until 3.
What happens then?
I'll hire a plane at the airfield. If you're done by then, fine.
- Can we do that? - You must come.
Perfect. I owe you one.
You can repay me on October 15 at Køge Church.
- Will you be my best man? - Sure.
Yeah?
- Right! Congratulations. - Thanks.
- Not a word, okay? - No problem.
Briefing 07.55, Friday August 17
Good morning.
What's this I hear? Congratulations.
- Thanks. - Birthday?
- She's getting married. - Who to?
Congratulations. It will be fine.
Thanks.
- Where's LaCour? - Gone to see the cleaning lady.
- What about the bottle? - We've checked around 6000.
We didn't find it, but it was a gas.
- Still looking? - We are.
What do we have? The culprit rang at night
from a payphone in the middle of the city.
Midweek in the provinces.
But someone must have seen something.
- Will you ask around? - Yes.
Marie was seeing a psychologist called Thorsten Lindgaard.
They often spoke on the phone. The last time was on Wednesday.
- Psychologist or boyfriend? - Or both.
Let's bring him in.
Right after I called the police...
I know it was wrong...
I went upstairs.
Olaf was lying there.
I saw that Sissi was alive.
And Therese, the tiny thing, she looked at me.
She seemed so alive.
But she wasn't, was she?
She was dead, right?
Yes, she was.
Tell me, what was it about that family?
They were strangely indifferent to what I saw.
The first time was one morning.
I think Marie was 14 at the time.
I happened to look into the bedroom.
Olaf was lying on the bed... naked.
He looked like a prince in love.
He said something, I thought it was to his wife.
But it was Marie who was behind the door.
She stepped forward... naked.
She was smiling at me, almost provocatively.
He'd convinced her they were sweethearts.
It was like that for years.
Even after she left home.
Every time she came back home, you could see it in his bed...
the black hairs and whatever...
whatever is left after...
Why didn't you report it?
My ex-husband violated... our own daughter.
She was twelve.
I reported him.
But he was acquitted.
What kind of witness would I make?
I changed the sheets before the police arrived.
Thank you, LaCour.
He's ready. You or me?
From 14 on, the father convinced her they were sweethearts.
No wonder she needed a psychologist.
August 17. Interrogation of Thorsten Lindgaard
over the murders of Marie, Therese and Olaf Skov Sørensen
and the attempted murder of Sissi Skov Sørensen.
Ingrid Dahl present.
Thorsten, you spoke to Marie on Wednesday.
Marie... was my patient.
I can't tell you any more.
What did you think of her?
She was someone with huge problems.
Why?
Marie confided in me professionally.
I must respect that.
Even if you're witness to a criminal act?
I think Marie was sleeping with her father.
We found her hair in his bed and traces of semen.
That's confidential.
Thorsten, a small kid in Anholt has lost her mother.
Isn't she entitled to the truth when she grows up?
Well?
You're a psychologist.
Thorsten, you must tell the truth.
He is...
the father of her children... Olaf.
That's why she came to me.
She was afraid...
the third child was also his.
Marie loved her kids very much.
But...
but on some level...
she felt a terrible aversion to them.
Why did she continue... even after she'd grown up?
Repetitive compulsion.
He had impacted on her erotically
and locked her in a perverse pattern.
- How? - It made her horny.
- What about her husband? - He's a softcock.
Sorry for the language. The perfect cover.
Did he know?
He would have, once she'd split with her father.
You advised the split?
- She wanted that. - What did you want?
Me?
- That's irrelevant. - I'm not so sure.
She was pretty. Were you in love with her?
You live close by, right? Were you jealous?
You lost control, you went over there...
surprised them in bed...
Pushed her down the stairs, fought Olaf, and his gun went off.
- Where were you that night? - Asleep, in my bed.
- Can anyone confirm that? - No.
- Stay in Ringsted. - I can't.
Why not?
I have a conference in New York on Monday.
I leave tomorrow morning.
I must ask you to surrender your passport.
Interrogation terminated.
Nobody heard or saw anything, they were all asleep.
Out here, they lack those kinky channels to keep them awake.
Yes, I'll keep trying.
- Are you the police guy? - Yes.
My bike's been stolen.
Well... did you go to the station?
- It's so frustrating. - I don't think I can help.
I came down this morning... It's a red one...
Do you have five minutes? I'll show you where it was.
It's not the first time...
- It was over here. - You'll have to go to the station.
It's a red bike. I paid 3500 kroner for it.
It had a child seat. That's another 650.
- Are you writing this down? - Yes.
And a helmet in the basket. It's such a bloody shame.
How much was that?
Five, six... 7000 kroner.
Someone will look for your bike.
- Really? - Yes.
Cool.
Hi, IP. I've just found a bottle.
The bottle, the label, and the two together.
- Odds-on, it isn't the one. - It's the one.
Fischer, Johnny says should he play the game on his own?
Any fingerprints?
It will take a few hours.
But it's an urgent case, it's important.
Fischer, just go.
Right. You're sure?
- Yes, I am. - He's on his way.
- Will we make it? - It's fine. Good to see you.
Give it to me. This way.
Shit, I thought I was late.
Johnny Olsen.
Jan Boysen.
Michael Laudrup.
Number 11, Brian Laudrup.
And finally, with countless games for the police...
the most experienced goalie around... Allan Fischer.
And now coming onto the pitch are Boysen
Johnny Olsen, and in goal, Allan Fischer...
It's a brand-new Kirsten, she's managing beautifully.
She says hi.
Kirsten has been looking into the Tarot cards.
- The King... - The Emperor!
- Yes, LaCour. - I don't understand tarot.
But only the son-in-law fits that card.
But he's in Anholt.
- Right. - Thanks.
That was Forensics. The prints aren't registered.
Why not?
He's just not on record.
No, not that...
Why not the son-in-law? Isn't there an airfield here?
It would take him 20 to 25 minutes, tops.
From here to here.
Have you checked him out?
Then get on with it! Damn it.
Get Interpol to check their records. Now!
Damn it!
Penalty kick! Johnny Olsen...
A nice gesture from the captain.
Can he keep his cool?
Johnny Olsen steps up...
and sends it into the back of the net!
That's fine. Thanks...
David Hansson's prints are on the bottle.
He left it where he stole the bike which he rode to the airport.
Convicted for trafficking pot.
I can't believe it. He's been a professional serviceman.
In the air force!
God preserve us. Ingrid...
The man with the most obvious motive.
A qualified pilot.
What if I hadn't shown up?
- I lost track of things. - You sure did!
Why don't you say something? Say something.
- Ulf... - Yes?
Are you my father?
Well?
No.
Ulf, are you sure?
Was I promoted because I was your daughter?
Was I?
No. Georg was my best friend.
Okay.
Thanks.
Let's hurry.
Fathers can kill their daughters if they aren't their own.
Right. Let's send the local cop to get him.
A local? He's killed three people!
- Fischer's mobile. - What are you doing in Samsø?
- Granny said I could go. - I have to talk to Fischer.
- He's just been sent on. - I must talk to Fischer now.
- He's only had two minutes... - Tobias, now!
There's a huge crowd. You just can't...
Tobias, I have to talk to Fischer now. Now!
Fischer!
Mum's on the phone. It's important.
Speaking.
Hansson's prints were on that bottle.
Go to Anholt with Johnny. LaCour's on his way.
I'm on my way.
You too.
- What? - You're going to Anholt, now.
Hell, I can't go. I've sprained my ankle!
Anholt Island 20.05, Friday August 17
You took your time.
- Know where we're going? - Yep. We'd better hurry.
That was Hansson!
Bloody hell.
- Johnny! That's him! - I'll try to force him down.
Johnny!
Johnny, what's up?
I've got him in my sights.
I'll try to force him down, okay. This is wild, man.
What's up?
I can't hear shit.
I'm signalling to him, but...
- He won't land. - Try again, he has to.
I don't know what he's up to.
Can he see the girl?
Can you see if he has a little girl with him?
- A little girl? - Yes.
Okay.
I'll try to get closer and see if I can spot anything.
It's hard because...
the guy's crazy.
Johnny?
Where did he bloody go? I can't see him.
He must have crashed, I can't see him at all.
I can't see him anywhere. He's gone.
- Come down, then. - Okay, coming in.
He can't see him. Maybe he crashed.
Let's start a search.
- Okay. - Have they found the child?
Hi! I'm back. I'm a bloody dad now.
Am I intruding?
Did he take the little girl along on Wednesday?
I don't know.
Here's a letter.
No, I don't think she is. I have a farewell note.
And a confession.
He must have taken her with him. Yes.
Fischer... come and see.
There she is.
He gave her a sleeping-pill.
She's here and in good health. She's asleep.
"I'm sorry. Olaf was always so nice to the girls.
"He couldn't have had Marie if he hadn't been so nice.
"I understand that now.
"Marie rang that night in tears.
"She couldn't break up with Olaf.
"I gave Stella a pill and left her here.
"I was furious.
"Sissi, why didn't you look after the girls?"
"Anholt, August 17. David Hansson."
So you got material for your book from home.
You researched your own daughter?
- That book helped many girls. - Including Marie?
Don't judge me. It was her and her father!
There's no harm in a girl turning to her dad
unless he abuses her!
Don't you judge me.
No.
You can't judge me...
- Hi, honey. - Hi.
Does it hurt?
Yes, it does.
Tobias, when I tell you to get Fischer... do it.
I did.
Yes.
We never talk any more.
Tobias...
We used to be able to talk.
- Do you miss your dad? - Can I go?
- You'd rather live with him? - Mum, I want to live with you.
- Sorry. - Where are you going?
To nick a car and smoke dope.
Sorry about Tobias. I couldn't bear to see him so upset.
- Think he misses his dad? - Yes, of course he does.
- Would he be better off there? - You heard him.
When Dad died,
I felt better at Gran and Grandad's, but I missed you.
I missed you too... so badly, it hurt.
David Hansson was charged with the murder of Olaf Skov Sørensen, Marie and Therese Hansson and the attempted murder of Sissi Skov Sørensen. Despite a thorough search, he was never found.
Sissi was sentenced to one year in prison for withholding evidence regarding a crime. She was banned from practising as a psychologist.