Request for Assistance A-12/01
Fredericia 18.12, Saturday June 23
- It was 6 o'clock, right? - Sure.
They are home, the car's there.
Bob!
They haven't laid the table. How strange.
Carsten, do something. I'm soaked to the skin.
- Do what? Break in? - Yes.
- Into Bob's house? - Yes.
Hey, are you chicken?
Are you afraid of Bob, or what?
Bob!
Hello!
Bob!
Nanna!
This cage sure needs cleaning.
And there's no food or water.
Where the hell are they?
Carsten...
That's disgusting!
What's in there?
I don't know. He doesn't let anybody in there.
- Baby, let's leave. - No, let's see what's going on.
Welcome!
Lake Fure 18.18, Saturday June 23
I see you intend to stay a while. Hi.
- Wasn't that the agreement? - Sure.
You've asked IP and Ulf.
Dad's old colleagues. It's been a while.
- IP, grab the bags. - Hi, Ingrid.
- Hi. No, I can do it. - Let me.
I love Midsummer's Eve in Denmark.
- Yes, when the sun is shining. - And when it's not?
- I'll take one day at a time. - It's great your mum's back.
What's old age with those genes?
Old?
Did I say that? A misunderstanding.
- She's so unhappy. - Yes.
Hasn't she been with anybody since Søren died?
- And what about you? - No, I...
I feel good being single.
But I'm thinking of buying a little dog.
- Tobias, give me that. - It's Sprite.
I saw what you put in it. Give it to me.
He was busted smoking hash in a stolen car.
But Ingrid's told you.
- No! - Well, he was.
Carsten!
It's Bob!
UNIT ONE
Episode 24
What about Fischer?
- Let's leave him be. - What is it with him?
Ingrid won't let him go to the US.
It was ultimately your decision.
Sure.
- Is he with us or not? - That's up to you.
- Thanks for your support. - Off you go.
- You have to work? - Yes.
- Can the kids stay? - Yes, they're always welcome.
I'm coming, IP.
We'll talk on the phone.
What were you thinking?
A single mum as head of Homicide.
Fischer, it's Ingrid. We have a dead man in a cage.
A dead man in a cage?
When can you get to Fredericia?
I can't. Call it time off in lieu.
Time off?
- You're taking time off? - I don't know...
- How much am I owed? - Fine, we'll find someone else.
That's fine.
It wasn't very smart sending Ida to the US.
I had nothing to do with that.
Hi, Allan.
Hi.
Hi. I was just passing.
I thought I'd take Victor to see the bonfire on the beach.
- We're doing that. - Now?
What's this?
The wine...
Can it shoot for real?
- Pull there. - Great boy you've got.
- It fires. - Does it?
Mille's boyfriend.
- Hi. - Mille's boyfriend.
- What's your name? - Henrik.
- Henrik. Is that Henrik? - Yes.
Are you okay? Have you missed me?
Shall we go?
Come here, baby. I'll take him.
One more. One more.
See you next weekend.
- Take care. - Yes.
- Bye for now. - Can you wave?
Wave...
Crime scene, Fredericia 22.55, Saturday June 23
- Tempted? - What's happening, Jan?
- How long has he been there? - Three or four days.
These wounds tell us a lot about the killer.
What?
He deliberately avoided the artery.
It took at least 45 minutes to die like that.
You can't come in here wearing that.
- Hello, Rask. - Hello.
Ingrid.
Well... The experts are here!
If my lot feel they need help, that's their business.
- Do you know who he is? - No.
Bob Maarbjerg.
Officially on welfare, but just look at this place.
Top dealer around. Several convictions for assault.
- Okay. Good. - He did his own dirty work.
- So it's a drug war? - One would suspect.
When are they coming to get the cage?
Good. Bye.
- Sorry, can you fill me in? - He needs an autopsy.
- But not the cage, right? - Yes, we'll bring it back soon.
- Can you repeat that? - Why? It's my decision.
And the press?
To expose this as an SM murder will derail the case.
- They do their job, I do mine. - I insist.
I beg your pardon?
I'll leave the autopsy to you.
Jan.
Hey, Jan! Jan! Take it easy.
- Holy shit! - Take it easy. Come on.
Excuse me.
Jan, we'll do it your way.
- Are you following me? - So, is it an SM murder?
- Is he in the cage? What's up? - I can't imagine.
What hotel are we staying at?
Fredericia 05.48, Sunday June 24
Why is it always nice girls who fall for psychos?
- We don't know if she's nice. - No, that's true.
No... That's what I need.
At this precise time...
Bob was alive.
It was his last phone call. To a fitness club.
Thank you very much, Jan. Have a safe trip home.
- Maybe we should all go home. - Boysen's finished the autopsy.
Bob bled to death from his wounds.
As usual he had a small detail to add.
His testicles were tied up in a most artistic way.
It was complicated because they were the size of two peas.
He was a bodybuilder?
He was stuffed with steroids, which gives you tiny testicles.
To what do we owe the honour?
- Who's she? - That's Nanna. Bob's girlfriend.
- Have we spoken to her? - Can't find her.
- What's her surname? - Due Larsen.
- Any relatives in the area? - Yes, her father.
- Have we spoken to him? - No.
- I'll do it. - That would be nice.
I'll go with him.
Apprehension of deceased's girlfriend 07.03, Sunday June 24
What's wrong with a doorbell?
Don't answer, Dad. It's Bob.
Dad...
- Yes? - Good morning.
Nanna Due Larsen, is she here?
Can we come in, please?
- Hi. Is your name Nanna? - None of your business.
- Is your lover Bob Maarbjerg? - Don't drag me into his shit.
Nanna, we have to inform you that Bob is dead.
And besides that... it's over between Bob and me.
Nanna!
It's LaCour. Nanna is so stoned we can't interview her.
She can sleep it off in a cell.
He has to stop boarding.
- Is the school full of bad kids? - It's not that.
I'm a lousy mum.
Come on, you can do it.
Yes!
Okay! Once more.
Yes.
Bob's last call to the fitness club was to book the solarium.
He came here two to three times a week.
Let's stop before we look like them.
- Hi, Johnny. - Hi.
My, oh my...
You got my message?
- Yes. - Good.
Did you talk to the Laudrups?
- What club did you play for? - PIF.
Pif... Is that a club? Never heard of it.
Police Athletics Association.
The national police team. Doesn't ring a bell?
No, it sure doesn't.
We won the European Cup in the 90s.
- For whom? - For the national police team.
I was a pretty good keeper. If Boysen's on the team...
Nanna's coming.
- Haven't you been up all night? - Yes, but someone has to clean.
- Go to bed. - Where are the others?
LaCour's at the crime scene. Talk to them, Johnny.
- What about IP? - He's sleeping.
Hello. I was told to come here.
Carsten Flyverholm reported the crime.
Hi.
- Coffee? - I just came to give you this.
Good. Please have a seat.
- Ingrid, Nanna's here. - Okay.
From Middelfart. You know him?
No.
- How much is here? - 10,000.
- When did you find it? - When I let my girlfriend in.
- So you took it? - Yes.
- Just like that. - Yes.
You're a brave man.
Everyone was afraid of Bob, but you stole his money.
Listen, you said you took it before you let your girlfriend in.
Yes.
- Then you are a brave man. - Yes, I'm a brave man.
Unless you knew Bob was dead in his spanking room.
I just came to give you that.
Tell me about the spanking room.
Then he stood there, ready.
Ready? Ready how?
He'd put on his riding boots and his mask
and wanted me to lock him up in the cage.
I started laughing. I tend to do that.
Then... He slapped me really hard.
"You made me lose it" he said.
And that's true. I know I shouldn't laugh.
Then he gave me half an hour to pack my stuff.
I tried to patch things up between us, but...
I sat in the kitchen for an hour hoping he'd come, but he didn't.
I had no idea.
- But you knew him well? - Yes, but not that side of him.
Tell me about the other side.
I knew Bob was involved in some bad stuff,
but all he wanted was a normal family.
Yes... this conversation really confuses me.
Sit down and let's start again.
- Sit down, please. - Then I'd like a coffee.
- You left on Wednesday at 4? - Yes.
I went to my dad's.
No other appointments?
Wednesday or the rest of the week?
No.
What were your plans for Midsummer's Eve?
To be with Carsten and Heidi.
- Carsten Flyverholm? - Yes.
- And who else? - Just the four of us.
The four of you...
I kept hoping he'd come and get me.
He's beaten me up many times, but he always comes back.
Don't leave town, Nanna.
I went to an SM club last night. Inspiring.
Sure, but undo me.
Research... The cage murder.
That comes from leaving cuffs around.
I've heard a story
so unbelievable I can't write it.
Do you know who's well known in SM circles in this town?
Who was so worried about the cage?
Rask.
It's also rumoured he's been with Bob.
Okay.
I have to go back to Copenhagen.
- No... - Yes.
Bye for now.
Crime scene 13.13, Sunday June 24
I can't get out...
I panic...
Hello.
Hi, there. Sorry to disturb you
if you were doing something important.
Well, I'm not any longer.
Good dog.
Where's the dog?
I don't mean that dog.
They had a dog.
Someone like Bob always has a big dog.
The place is covered in dog hair.
Come with me, I've got something else to show you.
Would you like to borrow some gloves?
No, thanks.
He was certainly organised.
One box of jewellery.
Briefing 15.02, Sunday June 24
And one of weapons. The local force has those.
Here.
Photos from Bob's spanking room.
And here are his bills, well organised.
- And my electricity bill? - What?
- Have you paid my bill? - Yes. I'll do it tomorrow.
- And what about my 500? - I paid you that.
Alzheimer's sneaking in? You'll get it tomorrow.
- Gaby, look at this. - Yes.
Isn't she from the club?
A receipt for a cage. Expensive hobby.
I'll find out who she is.
- We have a dog problem. - What dog?
Nanna and Bob had a dog Tanja.
Nanna doesn't know where it is.
She says Bob has killed dogs for not obeying.
- Charming. - Let's find the dog.
Now we know who Middelfart is. He has a lot of debts.
Ingrid, look at this.
Do you know him?
Look at the tattoo on the back of his hand.
I can't believe this.
Goodness!
Can we call a chief constable on a Sunday?
We might have to.
We try to keep Sundays holy in our family.
Sounds like a good habit.
- You want a coffee? - No, thanks.
That's good.
There's no one to make it.
Please take a look at this.
And?
It's the tattoos that interest me.
We still don't know who put Bob in the cage and tied him up.
We could talk to every masochist in the area.
You could take off your shirt. Or I can get a warrant.
Who tied you up and who took the photos?
It has nothing to do with sex.
I can't help it.
Ernst René.
He calls himself Caligula.
Caligula.
Thanks for your help.
Hello.
Hi... You made...
You made a cage...
You've made a cage...
Listen, I'm tired and I've had a pretty bad...
You're a cop?
Why didn't you say so?
Didn't I say that?
I'm afraid you're under arrest.
Interrogation of "Caligula" 17.19, Sunday June 24
- René... - René, Ernst.
Did you take this photo?
- Yes. - Did you tie them up too?
Yes.
You've worked as a social worker.
Is that how you met Bob?
No.
- How did you meet? - On the Net.
This cage...
Could you get Bob into that?
I could get him to do anything.
Is that what happened on Wednesday?
You put Bob in and things went wrong?
That cage doesn't interest me.
- Why not? - It's for women.
For women, how?
The feeding hatch...
He pokes his head up
and then the woman squats over him.
We never touched each other.
Please explain.
I just tied him to the wall and gave him electric shocks.
Or whatever I could think of. Nothing was too hard for Bob.
Our only agreement was that he survived.
Bob died in the cage. Let's see the photos.
No.
- What do you mean? - We'll decide what to show you.
What was he wearing when you found him?
Am I here to waste your time?
- He wore riding boots. - No laces?
- Yes. Around his testicles. - Got a photo?
Have you talked to O?
- Who is O? - I don't know her real name.
- What does O stand for? - A hole.
Bob told me she did the shoelace trick.
The cage was her idea too. They were together for five years.
And then he met that hopeless little girl.
Bob said O was very jealous.
- How do we find O? - Never met her.
Good luck.
Fischer?
What's up?
You can't stay here if you've got concussion.
I don't think I've got concussion.
I think I've lost a tooth.
Let me have a look.
Are we playing The English Patient?
- How about one of these? - Yes, please.
- Fischer! - Yes.
- Am I interrupting? - No.
- You can't look after yourself? - No.
- Can I see? Ouch! - Yeah, I'm an old, old man.
- What did the Laudrups say? - They're not very keen.
No, I didn't think so.
But we could use help carrying the bags and balls, so...
Yes.
I'm kidding... You're in. As reserve goalkeeper.
Really? Wow.
- We'll be training hard now. - My last ciggie.
- Thank you, Johnny. - Get well soon. Bye.
Didn't you hear Johnny?
Why didn't you come out?
I didn't want to interrupt you.
Yes. See you...
Bye.
- Are you ready? - Yes.
To your right.
Amazing. He doesn't even answer his phone.
He went training with Johnny at 5.30 a.m.
He still has a job.
- Who'll talk to the smith? - I'll have to.
Okay. See you then. Take care of yourself.
How's the tummy doing?
- Tummy? - The one at home.
Oh, yes... It's doing fine. It's growing.
Mind your teeth.
It's Monday, June 25 at 8.05 a.m.
Interrogation of Jeff lversen.
Charged with assaulting an officer.
You have the right to remain silent.
You know what... when people are that annoying
I punch them and that's the way it is.
- Is he all right? - He lost a tooth.
Do you have an ashtray?
- I don't want to dirty the floor. - No, it's all right.
Interrogation terminated.
Jeff, tell me about the cage.
There isn't much to tell.
He came with his crazy chick,
all ecstatic as they picked it up.
The girlfriend, was that her?
No.
They asked me to make a monkey cage and I did.
Then the loon freaked out.
- Is that him? - Yes.
I'd put the hatch in the middle.
They wanted it at the back.
Must be a weird monkey they keep at home.
The one he bought the cage with, is she here?
That's her.
Regitze Høeg, 43 years old. Shop owner, no criminal record.
- Do we have an address? - Yes, and a workplace.
Let's pick up O.
- Are you talking to me? - Yes.
What?
Nothing.
Okay.
I'm driving.
Buckle up.
Fischer... Listen.
I know how you feel.
I understand that you're pissed off.
That FBI course...
It is Ulf's decision whether to send you or not.
- It's true... - Why do this?
- You know it was all I wanted. - I need you...
- And you sent Ida. - I knew nothing about that.
Hey... so now I've become your little bellboy...
That's what I've become, your little bellboy...
Don't take the FBI course, do advanced management.
Why?
Who's going to take over if I stop work?
What you're saying is grotesque, you know that?
- Regitze Høeg. - Jutland Street.
Apprehension of suspect 09.32, Monday June 25
Regitze Høeg?
- Yes. - We'd like a word.
- I'm off to the bank. - We'd like it now.
- Come back when I close. - I don't have time for that.
On Wednesday I was in London.
I'm a rare species, so I get lots of invitations.
- When did you leave? - At 16.00.
Flying SAS from Kastrup to Heathrow.
- When did you return? - At 6.50, Thursday morning.
- Why go to London? - Female sadists are popular.
If I wanted, I could have five slaves at home.
- That explains "a rare species"? - Yes.
I like to be the dominator. Meaning...
I don't hit to punish, I do it because...
I like it.
Tell us more.
What do you want to know? How it feels?
Heavenly.
I know it's unheard-of to hit a man's balls till they're blue
but I like it.
I like to tie them up and make them scream.
I like that.
Talking of testicles.
This is how we found Bob.
- Did you tie them up? - No, but...
That is how I do it.
Can you show me how?
Sure.
If you drop your pants.
I think these fingers will do.
Let's use the fingers, then.
You were with Bob for five years.
- Did Nanna get in the way? - I don't know her.
Bob was mundane. Kids and weddings are not me.
Voila!
A very precise piece of work, I must say.
Who did tie them up?
I don't know.
- Could it have been Nanna? - I don't know her.
You were in London.
It's 11.18 a.m. Interrogation terminated.
- Allow me. - Thanks.
Thank you.
Tanja.
Tanja?
Tanja!
Hello, you. Hello, come on...
- Hello. - Thomas LaCour, Unit One.
Forensics think this is the knife that killed Bob.
Found in the kitchen, clean.
They found minute traces of human blood on it. Bob's.
Nanna said she couldn't find the dog.
She'd taken it to the kennel.
- When? - Wednesday at 17.30.
She said they were going to Mallorca.
- They didn't make it. - No, Bob was already dead.
- And she must have known. - Precisely.
Will you pick her up?
I'll give Ulf a call.
Tell him about the dog.
- Hi. - Hi, Bibi.
Nice of you to come just to play chauffeur.
- When is Child Welfare coming? - In an hour.
- Then we must hurry. - Easy, they can wait.
How dare they, anyway? As if anything's wrong with him.
- Yes? - Hi, Ulf.
- We have our man. - Who is it?
- Nanna. - That was obvious.
Is that so? Do I hear birds in the background?
I needed some fresh air. Anyway, good job.
Ulf...
Nanna has a German shepherd puppy she's deserted.
- Where? - At a kennel.
- The poor little thing. - Yes.
Right, Ingrid, call me back with the number for the kennel.
Bye.
He's more interested in the puppy.
Let's go.
I pondered that single mum, head of Homicide thing.
There's a job with the chief commissioner.
From 9 to 4, then home to feed the kids.
You're a darling.
Hi, LaCour speaking. She wasn't home.
Her father thinks she's gone to the fitness club.
Yes, okay. Bye.
It's the police. You think you're Ben-Hur?
What are you talking about?
- You're not buckled up. - Oh, please!
- Are you a cabbie? - I've no time for this crap.
Language. Please pull over.
The testicles were tied up beautifully.
But the rest was really sloppy.
It's not about killing, Nanna.
It's about going to the edge.
Where can we find Nanna Due Larsen?
No idea.
- Where is Nanna Due Larsen? - Gone home.
- She's not signed out. - Her mistake.
- What the hell are you doing? - Just playing.
It's 15.03. You're under arrest.
I killed him.
Reconstruction of crime scene 18.01, Monday June 25
Fischer, will you get into the cage?
- Why me? Why not LaCour? - He's filming.
But why doesn't IP do it, then?
All right, I'll do it.
Once he threw me out of a car going at full speed.
Why have you never told anyone these things?
Who?
Your father.
He had so much on his mind.
Are you ready?
Sorry, I don't think I can do it.
Are you okay?
So Bob was in the cage and you wanted to please him.
What did you do?
I usually squatted over the cage.
But Bob didn't feel like it. He wanted to get out.
I didn't know what to do.
Before, when I'd let him out too soon
he'd got really angry.
Let me out or I'll shoot you and your dog.
Did he say that?
Yes.
He'd beat the hell out of me when he got out, he said.
He kept on yelling.
Then Tanja came running towards me.
Bob saw her.
I got a knife from the kitchen.
Nanna... you've already got the knife.
You've been to the kitchen. Then what?
Then I went to the living room and wrote that I loved him.
He screamed.
I couldn't stand it.
So I left with Tanja.
- I know a great place to eat. - Okay. Sounds cool.
Johnny... see what I've just bought.
- Let's try it out. - Yes, but...
- Let him go. - Sure...
- It's up to him. - Perfect.
- I'll head over there. - Just for an hour.
One, two, three, four... Town Hall. I'll buy it.
You can't buy a hotel. Tobias has Frederiksberg.
- Yes, but... - Not at the summerhouse?
There was a message from the home guard
or guardian services,
checking on Tobias' home, so we made it cosy.
Why didn't you tell me?
If he stays at boarding school it's fine.
- I don't know that he will. - Then find another job.
- That's what they said. - It's no problem.
Ulf can get you a job with the chief commissioner.
You know that's out of the question.
- Then what? - I don't know, Mum.
I didn't think so. There's only one solution.
And what's that?
What Granny told them.
I'll stay here. If that's okay.
Stop cheating! You're cheating.
- He cheats all the time. - It fell off the board.
Nanna Due Larsen was sentenced to five years in prison for the murder of Bob Maarbjerg.