EPISODE 1
THE BRIDGE IV
Oh, for fuck's sake.
- Did someone really stone her? - It looks like it.
According to the EMTs, she was hit a hundred times before she died.
The cameras don't record automatically. And the guards said no one drove here.
We found this.
- Oh, come on, man. - Let me see.
Margrethe Thormod. Director of the Immigration Service.
Okay...
Look. The Champagne Scandal. According to security -
- there was a marked increase in threats against Thormod after this.
- Is she there celebrating too? - No, but she was their boss.
- I don't get why this bothers people. - They're celebrating a deportation.
It's the end of a bureaucratic process. We have a beer after a case is closed too.
It's not the same.
- Where's that gay Iranian they deported? - Taariq Shirazi. He went underground.
- Do they execute gays in Iran? - Shirazi said he was sentenced to death.
Are they stoned? If that's what awaited him, then...
There's a warrant for Shirazi. Talk to the husband, Niels Thormod.
I'm just going to drain the snake.
- Are you okay? - Yeah.
- How's Saga doing? - Not so good. Not good at all, actually.
There's two new ones coming today. From Hinseberg.
I don't know their names.
Did I tell you it's Cecilia's birthday? Six. I sent her a story.
I read it so she can hear my voice. She probably doesn't recognize it.
She was only with me for two years. But one day I'll read to her every night.
Know what story I chose? Can I share it? Okay, I'll share it.
- Want to play? - No.
- You never want to play! - No. So why do you keep asking?
One of the new ones is staring at you. Do you know who she is?
Yes. Lucinda Ardic. Convicted for three murders and an attempt on two policemen.
- Did you put her in here? - No, that was in Stockholm.
- Then why is she staring at you? - She hates police.
Good thing you're not police anymore, then.
Hi. Henrik Sabroe and Jonas Mandrup, Copenhagen Police. What happened here?
It's Niels. He collapsed. I work for him. I'm his assistant.
He had some sort of attack. Shock, maybe. They were married 30 years.
- How long have you worked for him? - A little over three years.
- When did Margrethe leave yesterday? - She left the day before yesterday.
- Where was she going? - They have a cottage in Norway.
She needed a time out after what happened at work.
- When did you last hear from her? - I don't think Niels talked to her.
- Why not? - She turned off her phone.
She said she'd call if anything came up. Sorry, but I have to go to the hospital.
- Think the suspect grabbed her in Norway? - Not likely.
So it's 48 hours later. This'll be a tough one for Lillian.
- Can we get some comments? - Were the relatives informed?
- Where's Jonas? - Forensics.
The press knows the victim was Thormod. Who was there besides Jonas?
- You think it was him? - Forget it. The press is going crazy.
- They're wondering if it's terrorism. - Because of a weak link to a muslim?
According to Amnesty, stoning is used in Iran and five other countries.
- Muslim countries? - Yeah.
- We don't even know who did it. - That's what I told them.
We're keeping the Military Police updated, but the investigation is ours.
The Immigration Service got this last Friday, after the Champagne Scandal.
Red October? Sounds like the far left.
They've made serious threats here and in Sweden.
"To send people to certain death is undignified for a civilized country."
- Written in our dear neighbor's language? - Linn knows you're coming.
- Do you visit Saga? - A couple times a month.
- She doesn't always want to see me. You? - No. It hasn't worked out.
This is the little we have on Red October.
- Saga's verdict is in two days. - I'm keeping my expectations low.
The new evidence was enough for HD to allow a review. "Reasonable doubt".
- Do you think they'll free her? - I'm hoping.
That's good that you're hoping. I hope we won't be disappointed.
Richard Dahlqvist is here.
So you're an expert?
No. I specialize in groups on the radical left.
- Red October, too? - I don't know much about them.
In the two years they've been active, they've only communicated online.
- No films, speakers, or manifestos. - Could it be one perpetrator?
It could, but their actions suggest a group. Why?
They're part of a murder case.
- They'd never hurt or kill anyone. - There's a first time for everything.
Who's the victim?
Margrethe Thormod, Danish Immigration Service.
Your immigration policy has provoked a lot of people.
- So could they have gone a step further? - Sure, but it's unlikely.
- But you didn't know much, you said. - Yeah, that's true.
If they did it, they'll keep doing it. Won't they?
A cop in prison. Because you killed your mother.
Because I was convicted of killing my mother.
- But you didn't do it? - No.
Saga! You have a visitor.
Ardic, stop it!
Everyone chooses a leisure activity. Pottery doesn't involve other people.
Has anything happened since last time?
A new inmate came today from Hinseberg. Lucinda Ardic.
- Is that good or bad? - Everything is bad. It just gets worse.
Focus on your reading and on your routine.
It's not MY routine. Someone else decides what I should do.
There's only two days left.
Even with the new evidence, there are fewer acquittals than convictions.
- Only this much doubt is needed. - Otherwise I'll spend eight years here.
I have a new case. The Director of the Immigration Service was stoned to death.
Everything to do with immigrants is usually grotesquely huge, so I...
- ...I could use some help. - I'm not police anymore.
No, I know that. But you're still the best.
I'm not police anymore!
Are you coming?
Yeah.
[Reported missing]
Get out. That's mine. Get out!
No, stop!
Stop it and get out. Out!
Back off! Now!
Come here.
- Sorry. You're that journalist, right? - Is it good to be that journalist?
- Could be. You're hotter in real life. - Yeah, I've heard that.
- Robin. - Richard.
- Can I take a picture of us? - Sure.
Thanks.
- You drinking? - You offering?
- Uh-huh. - In that case, I'm drinking.
The murder of Margrethe Thormod has received widespread attention.
She had been threatened...
Good morning.
- ...by the group Red October. - What service!
Here you are. Here you are.
- It's taped. I did it yesterday. - It says "direct".
Yes, but you know tv. They cheat.
Okay, it's not me. It's my twin brother.
- I'm Patrick. - Fuck!
I'm no worse in bed. To the contrary, actually.
If that's all you wanted, then you chose the right brother.
Dammit!
- Hey. How's it going? - Good. And you?
Good, thanks. Really good.
- And the drugs? Any relapse? - What do you know about that?
- I know everything I want to know. - Okay. It's fine. No relapses.
- What about the girlfriend? - I doubt she wants to be called that.
- Then it's good she can't hear me. - The verdict is being delivered tomorrow.
Good luck. The visitation room doesn't have great ambiance.
What do you know about the visitation room?
Yeah. You want to know about the phone?
Margrethe ordered a taxi at 9:30AM via an app.
9:30? The Oslo flight was 4 hours later, and it's half an hour to Kastrup, max.
She got a call from an unknown number at 10:39. Length: 58 seconds.
- Can you trace it? - No. Prepaid.
The phone is off. But I'll see it if it turns on.
Here are the numbers not in her contacts. Here's her browser history...
- And the taxi company she used. - Thanks.
...and when I dropped that idiot off, he left his phone.
- Dan Brolund? - Yeah?
- It was 9:30AM? - Yeah. On the 28th.
Margrethe Thormod. I dropped her off at Carsten Niebuhrs Gade at 9:55.
Oh, right. She was going to be picked up an hour later, but she never showed.
- What's at that address? - Hotel Dronningen.
- Did she have a quickie before her trip? - Why do you think that?
- An hour in a hotel at 10AM? - She could've had a meeting.
There was nothing in her calendar. Maybe cheating is punished by stoning.
What's that?
- The taxi driver? - Yeah.
I drove her to the hotel, and she asked me to get her at 11.
- But she never showed. - You don't say.
- What did you do while you waited? - Got a cup of coffee with a coworker.
- We need their name. - Of course.
So you drive back to the hotel, you wait, and she doesn't show up?
- You didn't have other fares that day? - No. It would've been the last.
- At 11AM? - Yeah, I started at midnight, so...
- What did you do after? - Worked out with some friends.
You can check it out.
It's not the first time you've been here. Possession of firearms, narcotics...
Violence. Threats. Attempted murder. Against women. Margrethe was a woman.
- You were the last to see her alive. - Yes, but I explained that.
So just check my alibi.
- There was an incident in your cell. - Yes.
- You assaulted one of the inmates. - Yes.
- Why didn't you call the guards? - I wanted to hurt her.
- I need to take disciplinary measures. - I understand. You don't have to explain.
You'll have 24 hours in solitary.
- The taxi driver? - If his alibi cracks, we have a suspect.
- And if it holds up? - In that case...
...he dropped Thormod off at the hotel at 9:55AM.
She got a call 45 minutes later. Unknown number.
- She didn't show up for the taxi at 11. - And we don't know who called.
The phone can't be traced when it's off.
We need to talk to the husband. Her calendar had no meetings.
- What about the hotel? - No one saw her.
Prince Charming's alibi checks out. The waiter at the café remembers him.
- He stays until we check the car. - We need to let him go. Anything more?
Cause of death was trauma to the head and torso. 75 to 90 hits before she died.
How can someone do that?
- Did we find the gay guy? - Taariq Shirazi. Learn it.
- You still get it. Did we find the queer? - No, we don't know where Taariq is.
- Red October, then? - The expert didn't have anything.
Fires, explosions, hacked websites. The MPs know as much as we do.
Nothing, then.
- Hello? - Hey.
I was tagged in a photo on Insta. I was with a certain Robin.
- Stop pretending you're me. - I just don't correct them.
From now on. Use a glass.
You know Red October? They texted, wanting to meet. How huge is that?
- You're coming. - To do what?
- Sit in the car, keep watch, follow. - Follow where?
I don't know. They've never contacted anyone before. I'm the first.
Your wife never checked into her flight to Oslo. She left at 9:30AM.
- And the flight was at 2PM. - Exactly.
However, she went to Hotel Dronningen. Do you know why?
- No. - Did she mention a meeting there?
No. She didn't say anything.
- Did she usually have secret meetings? - What kind of fucking question is that?
- You mean was she cheating? - Was she?
No, she wasn't.
We know about the threats at work. Did she get threats at home, too?
- Lots. Do you know why? - The Champagne Scandal, yeah.
She didn't know they were celebrating. It was some administrators.
She distanced herself completely from it. Is it true...
- Is it true she was stoned? - Yes, unfortunately. We're sorry.
If she has a computer at home, we need access to it.
Susanne has keys.
- So you heard nothing after she left? - No.
- For two days? - No.
She didn't call to say she was there? That everything was fine?
- Isn't that strange? - She needed to get away. From everything.
- They're fucking, crybaby and her. - So now he's cheating too?
- Wife's away, the Asian has keys. - Do your secret lovers have keys?
No. I don't operate like that. I don't shit where I eat.
- You're some kind of poet, Jonas. - I know. But thank you.
Hello?
- Hey, it's me. - What's wrong?
A photo of me from field day was on the website, but it's gone now.
- How long was it there? - I don't know. A few hours.
Should I go to the movies or come home directly?
No, go to the movies. I'll see you at home later.
- It's okay. No risk. - Okay. See you tonight, then.
See ya. Kisses.
What was that?
Christoffer. There was a photo of him on the school's website.
That's fucking inexcusable.
- Imagine if he saw it. - How long was it up?
- A couple hours. - Then it's unlikely.
- You can call me whenever. - Thanks.
Okay?
- Shall we get back to it? - Yeah.
Shh! Shut up, for fuck's sake!
I'm so glad I finally found you.
- Yeah? - How long are we going to wait?
- A little longer. Don't call again. - No, no.
I know I've made mistakes, Sofie.
But you have, too. No?
Yeah.
Remember what we said about divorced couples that only meet for the kids?
Remember what we talked about? A child needs both parents.
- I haven't seen Christoffer for a year. - He doesn't want to.
- Whose fault is that? - He'll be 17 soon.
He's a child, Sofie! So who made him not want to see me?
- I did. - You did, yeah.
I'm sorry.
The police wanted to talk about a fare today. It should've taken five minutes.
Then they found your charges and they took me in.
I sat there half the day. Half the day because of your charges!
Now they took the car, so I can't make money. Is that what you wanted?
Of course you should make money, Dan. I'm sorry.
It's okay.
That's how it is. The important thing is that you learn from your mistakes.
I've missed you so much, Sofie.
Hello?
Hey...
Get out.
- Put the knife away. We're just talking. - I've seen that before. Go!
- I'm calling the cops. - It's okay. I'll go now. Okay.
See you later.
Christoffer...
- They're not coming. - Just as well, maybe.
What the fuck... They saw us.
- [We said to come alone.] - Oh, come on.
Drive.
See you tomorrow. Thanks for hanging out.
They disappeared, so I just needed to find them.
There was no alternative.
But I wasn't getting anywhere.
Saga got me to start hoping again. If anyone could find them, it was her.
But she wasn't able to continue.
And...
It's almost eight years since they disappeared.
And I'm beginning to wonder if I'm slowly trying...
...to leave it behind me.
I just don't know who I'll be if I stop looking.
Who the fuck am I if I'm not a father...
...looking for his kids?
- Hey. - Hey.
- Want some company? - Gladly.
- How are you? - Good, thanks.
It was good to hear you talk. Really.
After my accident, when they said I'd never walk again...
I couldn't take it. I wasn't going to be some fucking handicapped person.
But I was getting nowhere as well, until I forced myself to understand -
- that that's how it was.
Your shit is worse than mine, but...
You talk about your children as if they're still alive.
- Yeah. - This may sound wrong, but...
It might be easier to move on if you just recognize they're dead.
I'm sorry. I don't know shit about it.
It's okay. No, it's okay. It's okay.
I know everyone thinks that. But you just dared to say it.
But it's a very big step.
I'm not really there right now.
Why did Mom die? Are you going to stop looking for us?
- Good morning! - It hasn't been 24 hours.
- You'll get a cell farther from Ardic. - Why don't you move her instead?
We've already moved your things.
- You don't know how I want them. - Come on.
You're back. Closer to me, so we can see each other more.
- How was it? - Better. I didn't have to see others.
- I may fight more and stay longer. - You may be forced to.
Lucinda said a ton of shit about you. Otherwise, you didn't miss much.
I got the story back.
- Which story? - The one I sent to Cecilia.
Her new mother doesn't want her to get anything from me.
- Will you listen to it? - No, thank you.
- It's in my cell if you change your mind. - I'm not going to do that.
She didn't even open it. It wasn't because it was bad.
It's me. Nothing suggests anything happened to Margrethe Thormod in the taxi.
The tire marks at Pepparholm were a Matador MP47...
...Hectorra 3. The taxi has Michelins. What are they saying at the hotel?
- I got a list of guests. Lots of names. - We need to show it to her husband.
Does he know who she was fucking? Maybe it wasn't a guest.
There's a café, restaurant, lobby... What the fuck is this?
- This thing on your desk. - It's a cup.
- Supporting a brain-damaged potter? - Fuck the cup! No cameras?
There weren't any.
I just got a USB stick with video from inside the taxi.
There's Hotel Dronningen, Carsten Niebuhrs Gade.
Oh! Back up a little.
- Why is she going that way? - She's not going to the hotel.
What's on that side?
Yeah, yeah. A gay bar.
No, she's never been there, as far as I know.
- How often are you here? - Every day. It's my place.
- What's the logo on the door? - A bear.
So you're teddy bears in a cave, and you aren't hibernating, clearly.
- Do you have a problem with it? - Only if you stone directors, yeah.
- Do you recognize him? - Yeah.
Taariq Shirazi. I got involved. I tried to stop the deportation.
- Have you met him? - No.
I just signed a petition and contributed to the debate. Why?
- She's dead, and he's missing. - What's that got to do with me?
Margrethe Thormod might have been here at the beginning of the week.
She wasn't.
Thanks.
The police were here looking for you. They know Margrethe was here.
It's best if you move on.
- It was the only thing they had. - Nothing would've been better.
- The last one, right? - No one followed you?
- How's school going? - I don't care about it.
- I said that was dumb. - Having coffee with the bastard is dumb.
- I didn't invite him in. - I understand if it's tough now.
Do you? Do you move all the time and live on a fucking couch?
I understand that he's pissed off. It's my fault.
I think maybe I can help you.
I think we've found new tenants.
A woman and a son.
Sofie and Christoffer Björk. She has it really hard.
- Theo wants his son to have the house. - He's not right for us. Sofie is perfect.
- And the boy? - Angry. Powerless.
But malleable.
Mm.
- That gay guy... - Taariq.
No, the lumberjack. He said he never met the Iranian, right?
The Iranian rented a place from Charlotte Nansen.
- The lumberjack's sister. - He's not dumb enough to go back.
No, but the lumberjack knows him. Should we pay him a visit?
- Isn't the verdict being delivered today? - Yep.
- What do you have for new evidence? - A new witness.
Saga's mom's psychologist says the mother talked about hurting her.
- Is that all? - Yeah, but that will sow doubt.
- I'll keep my fingers crossed. - Thanks.
- But I hope you were careful. - What are you talking about?
Martin's in prison. Hanne's hopping around on one leg.
She's fucking hard on Danish police.
That was a joke.
Isn't that him?
Hey! Police! Stop, for fuck's sake!
Yeah. Hello, Linn. Have you heard anything?
- What did he say? - HD acquitted me of my mom's murder.
- Are they releasing you? - Do you not know what 'acquit' means?
I'm going to miss you.
- When are you leaving? - As soon as possible.
I'm sorry.
English subtitles by S.E. kyckling@protonmail.com