04x03 - Episode 3

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Come on, David. Talk to me.

-Can you comment?
-No, sorry.

Yesterday's incident has...

It has affected us all, naturally.

Last night is my responsibility.

We will evaluate it all later.

As to here and now,
we have a job to do.

Find the m*rder*r of Rosa Backer

and also to find Clifford Greenwood.

Line, this is Tommy.

I'm sorry I was a prick. It's just...

I will explain everything.

Can you call me before you leave?

I just wanted to say...

Oslo sucks now.

I heard it on the news.

No one likes it there.

Call me.

Hi.

Hi, Line.

-Did you just arrive?
-Yes, I took the train.

I know you weren't a couple anymore.

He hoped you'd be
able to sort it out.

Hi, sweetie.

Tommy contacted us.
He offered to help.

We should have
handled this differently.

His role must be kept confidential
until further notice.

It's not about our reputation.

We don't want to discourage other
informants from contacting us.

Internal affairs will conduct
an enquiry as to the operation.

However, the police did not
sh**t the deceased man.

I can also confirm

that the police has investigated
organised criminals for some time.

In collaboration with Danish police,

yesterday we seized
a large shipment of illegal dr*gs.

Are the suspects connected to
the m*rder and kidnapping in Larvik?

We are still investigating that.

I have to stop by at work.
Should I drop you off?

It would be nice
if you'd take me to the station.

-Gro Kvanter?
-Yes?

My condolences, how terrible.

Care to comment on
what the police is saying?

-Was Tommy involved in smuggling?
-Not now. Come.

They make it sound
as if he was a career criminal.

Is this true?

I don't know.

Smuggling dr*gs?
I don't believe any of that.

He never got rid of
the people he met in prison.

He went to prison
because of you, Line.

He took the blame for you.

Not even that
was good enough for you.

Hi.

Cheers.

-How are you?
-Fine.

-Could we talk about yesterday?
-Talk about what?

You went way too far.

Book an appointment
at the family therapy centre.

This cannot go on.

Nils, you are aware
there are dressing rooms?

You need a shower. With soap.

The lab has analyzed
the contents of Clifford's bottle.

There were traces of benzodiazepine.

Sleep medication?

Who did that? I thought just
the family had access to the room.

-They don't have Clifford?
-They're questioning them.

We paid. Why was he not returned?

-Exactly.
-Can I use your toilet?

Of course. It's straight ahead.

-Do you want to sit down?
-Thank you.

-Does Clifford use any medication?
-No.

The remains of sleeping pills
was found in his bottle.

It is not an accusation.
It could be a natural explanation.

It must have been the kidnapper.

How could they
have access to the bottle?

Who paid the ransom?

-My father.
-No...I mean.

Temporarily.

What a cocktail of anxiety
and sleep medication that was.

I found this.

We'll have to have a look
at their economy.

The British bureaucracy
will take ages.

They've kept a lot from us.
We should be more forceful.

Mai's pills match
the findings from the bottle.

I understand your impatience
after what happened last night.

-But to surveil the parents?
-The police prosecutor agrees.

Which of them
do you think drugged the boy?

That's the question, isn't it?

They already paid.

Not with their own money,
Mai's father paid it.

Fine. But they cannot know.

Hello, Thomas.

-Is Line here?
-Yes.

Hi, Line.

I came as quickly as possible.

I met Tommy's mother.

How is she?

She rejects to believe the stuff
that's being said on the news.

I can't believe how
he wound up with those people.

I don't understand it.

This is confidential. Tommy didn't
work at the marina for the money.

He was a police informant.

I was told yesterday.

Is that why you asked what
he was up to? Why didn't you tell me?

I was wrong about Tommy.

What happened?
Why was he shot?

They found out he was helping us.

Did you ask him to?

Couldn't you find someone else? Why?

I thought we could save a child.

How did that work out for you?

-You never liked Tommy!
-That's not true.

It's too late to tell him
how much you appreciated him

and what a good person he was!

-Will you look after her?
-Sure.

-When this is over, I...
-Come off it.

Don't promise me anything.

I'm...I have no expectations of you.

You shouldn't have any of me either.

-Andrew. How are you, mate?
-No, it's me.

I'm so sorry
to hear about Clifford.

-Any news?
-No, no news.

Fred, I need to ask you something,
please be honest.

Is Andrew in financial trouble?

-This year hasn't been the best...
-How bad is it?

-Give me my phone.
-When would you tell me?

I talked to Fred.

-Why didn't you tell me?
-It'll be okay.

You leveraged our house!

Calm down!
No one knew Brexit would f*ck us.

I should've left you a long time ago.

It will blow over.

I don't want to fight.

-Did someone help you?
-What?

-Clifford. Where is he?
-What are you talking about?

-Where is he?
-Have you f*cking lost it?

-How bad is it?
-Well, you know Andrew.

He likes to take big risks.

Andrew is broke,
and no one in the family knows.

If he wants to rip off
his father-in-law...

Call Andrew in
for questioning tomorrow.

Have another word with
Rune and David Kolseth.

They may have collaborated.

The victim worked for two people
now charged trafficking of dr*gs

for over 2 million Norwegian kroner,
according to several sources.

The police has investigated

organized crime in Larvik
for a significant period of time.

I thought you'd moved?

I have a story for you.

You should have
warned me against parenting.

Since Sunniva came back,
it's been an absolute w*r

even when I ask her
to help out in the kitchen.

The dog still seems to like her.

Thus far.

Sleep well.

-Wisting.
-A journalist just called.

He had questions about Tommy.

-Are you speaking to the press?
-No.

Our reputation is crucial.

I can't have a chief investigator
who undermines that.

I thought your concern was
our ability to recruit informants?

No one talks to the media!

Bloody hell, Line.

Why don't you mention Tommy?

It's not that simple.

He was an informant.

The police won't confirm it.
I will continue trying.

I'll be gone for a few hours.

Where are you going?

No. I want to know.

The police want to question me.

-What for?
-You tell me.

-What have you said to them?
-Nothing.

Do you think this was me, too?

"Come alone."

It looks like coordinates.

It's an address just outside Larvik.

-Drive.
-We should call police.

It says to come alone.

David, look at me. You got paid
to kidnap the lad, didn't you?

-No. I'm not for sale.
-Right.

What are you, then?

I seized the opportunity
when I saw he'd been taken.

-Wisting.
-Kai Grini, Østlands-Posten.

It's regarding Tommy Kvanter.

-I cannot answer anything.
-He did work for you?

You'll have to speak to
the press liaison.

David sent the ransom note,
but denies involvement.

His father is not involved.

Wasn't Andrew supposed to come in?

-Why?
-Him and Mai are leaving town.

To the left in the roundabout.

They're on road 302.

About one kilometer ahead of us.

Wait. They're turning.

Clifford?

Andrew!

It's his.

Smoke.

-My God.
-What is that?

It's a coffin!

Clifford!

Clifford!

Move away! Get away!

It can't be him.

It can't be Clifford.

I'm sorry for what I said yesterday.

Who does something like this?

Can I ask you something?

How did you know where we were?
Have you been following us?

Some good news.

The Kolseths seem to not be involved.

David admitted he was
the one asking for the ransom.

His lawyer is able
to transfer it all back.

How is that good news?
Our son is still missing.

Bodies of children decompose
in five years, adults in ten.

-So, anything from five years to...?
-Decades.

The coffin that disappeared?

It belonged to a boy.

Trym Utkil. He died 14 years ago.

Utkil?

I remember that case. A fire,
the mother left him alone at home.

Hello.

-Hi.
-William Wisting, Larvik police.

-Can we talk to you?
-Yes.

We've found the coffin.

Where?

In the crypt in Berg church.

Someone put it on fire,
we suspect to scare the Greenwoods.

Have you heard the name?

I read the news.

We want to discuss
the fire 14 years ago.

I'm done with that.

It's important.

I told the police everything.
Not that you cared.

Thanks for letting us come here,
even if it's late.

You mentioned challenges?

You could say that.

-Tell me.
-Sunniva is Sissel's daughter.

She's not the problem, we are.

I'm just the stepfather,
but I think Sissel is spoiling her.

I don't know why,
maybe it's her guilty conscience.

They had a rough start together.

I believe Sissel gives in
to her too easily.

-Sunniva exploits it.
-You think she wants to provoke.

She does,
but you don't want to see it.

It's up to me to set the boundaries.

I don't agree with your boundaries.

Well, you could support me.

You protest in front of her
and undermine my authority.

It's not about authority, it's about
building a relationship with her.

Do you hear this?

Nils, you were distraught on
the phone. What is it that you fear?

I'm afraid...

To lose Sissel, naturally.

And I fear we'll ruin Sunniva.

To create a mass m*rder*r
or something.

A disgusting, unloved monster.

I also fear that it will become
too much to handle,

so that Sissel relapses,
in which case...

What are we going to do
with the dog if that happens?

Found anything
on Greenwood's USB stick?

Nothing useful.

Hey, listen to this.

It's from Siri's interrogation.

You took your other son to the
emergency room at nine o'clock?

Yes, Falk's temperature was
above 40°C. He couldn't eat.

-Did Trym play with fire?
-Never.

I'm terrified of fires.
We're on our own out there.

I've told you this!

Someone lit the house
on fire on purpose.

Trym was m*rder*d!

By whom, according to her?

She wanted a restraining order
against her ex.

They had just been through a breakup.

Hi.

Hey?

What?

Kyrre Hansen.

We are from the police.
Are you available to talk?

We have questions
about the fire 14 years ago.

It was shortly after
you and Siri broke up.

She wanted a restraining order
and accused you?

Did Siri have good cause
to be afraid of you?

I was furious with her, that's true.

She's probably not told you why.

For more than six years,
I was the father of two boys.

Apparently, Trym was my only son.

-And the other?
-She never told me who he is.

Probably someone from the hotel.

-Which hotel?
-Wildenwey. She worked there.

-That summer?
-No.

For years.

Hello.

I have some questions
about the enquiry.

Do you remember Siri Utkil?

She worked here several years ago.

She was good at her job
and well liked.

Her son was in the coffin
that was torched.

Is there a connection between
his death and your grandson?

No? What would that be?

Siri's son died in a fire.
He was a bit older than Clifford.

We were told afterwards.
We were in England at the time.

Andrew invited me for a hunt.

Call me if you remember
anything else.

Siri? Are you there?

I just want to talk to you.

Siri!

Hi.

-Now you show up?
-I know the police talked to you.

Do you have any idea what's going on?
The coffin can't be a coincidence.

-I have to go to work now.
-Please.

-My son is missing.
-So you want my help?

Well, I'm sorry,
I have too much going on right now.

You know how that is, don't you?

TREAT WITH MORPHINE

-I HATE DAD!
-He doesn't know what we have.

Can we meet?

Why are we here?

You need to search her house.

You had another affair,
didn't you, back then?

Mai and I had difficulties.
She had a miscarriage.

We didn't know how to handle it.

-So you made someone else pregnant?
-Then what happened?

Nothing.

Siri was married.
I had to stay away.

You didn't contact her?

A few years later she showed up
asking for money.

I turned her down.
Mai had just had Charlotte.

Please.
I think she took Clifford.

Try to ask for a search warrant.

Do you know where she is?

Excuse me, we're with the police.
Is Siri Utkil around?

The office
at the end of the corridor.

Hey, wait!

Hey!

Why did you flee?

I want a lawyer.

Siri has an alibi.

Her superior confirms
she was working.

She may have had help.

Her other son...

Falk Utkil. Is he under control?

No.

That's strange,
I can't find anything.

He has changed name.

To Alexander.

-Hi.
-Oh, hello.

I'm Charlotte's dad.
She texted me.

She's changing in the back.

We went for a dive
to take her mind off things.

I know you've been hanging out.

Yeah, well.

Some coffee?

Yes, thanks.

That's fine.

-I'm Alex.
-Andrew.

It's nice to finally meet you.

-Lukas?
-Yeah.

-Dad!
-What the f*ck?

-No one else is here?
-We're closed today.

You must be fond of her,
instructing her on your day off.

-She told me a lot about you.
-Really?

-Are you okay?
-Yeah.

-I'm feeling a bit light headed.
-Do you want to sit down?

Could you ask her
to hurry up, please?

She's not here.

What?

Just tell me what's happened.

All you had to do was confess, dad.