Angel Maker, The (2023)

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No, stop! No!

Let me go! Help! Hel...

THE ANGEL MAKER

Why are you up already?

I only just got up.

I didn't want to wake you.

Are you going to work today?

Yes.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

She was found like this

earlier this morning.

Someone went to a lot of trouble

to put her in exactly this pose.

The victim was placed like this

immediately after dying.

The offender fixated her in this pose

until rigor mortis set in.

She was most likely k*lled somewhere else,

but the autopsy will determine that.

Of course.

- What is this place?

- A home for troubled young women.

She was placed here for a reason.

Is there a reason why

the site wasn't cordoned off?

I'm just the pathologist.

But if you must interfere in my work -

- then take a look at the victim's hands.

Get it to the Department

of Forensic Medicine asap.

Who found the body?

Grethe Othman.

The woman over there.

She owns this place.

You're welcome.

Emilie.

She is Emilie Olsen.

Well, she was Emilie Olsen.

She...

She stayed here for a couple of weeks

a few months ago.

Why was she here?

She needed a time-out.

The girls who come here need a break.

Some have been fighting

with their parents.

Others have violent boyfriends,

drug problems or...

- And you help them here?

- Sometimes.

I'm not a psychologist

or a social worker -

- but my door's always open.

Have you received any threats

or unusual inquiries lately?

Besides the body

placed outside our front door?

Yes, besides that.

Our home protects young women.

Threats are a weekly occurrence.

But nothing that might...

prepare us for this.

Who would do something like this?

One last thing.

Is this place associated with the church?

We help everyone.

I personally believe

that it's irrelevant if God exists -

- as long as we act as if he does.

This always happens when you relocate us.

I know NC3 are swamped.

I understand, but I can't wait two days

for an IT specialist.

Okay. Okay!

Good. Bye.

- Laura speaking.

- This is Sandra Munck.

- Hi, Sandra.

- How are you?

- Fine.

- Good. Listen...

I've been given the go-ahead

to call you in -

- for a minor job

if you feel ready, that is.

We need to open a memory card.

Can you come in?

Sure. Send me the address,

and I'll be there in an hour.

Sounds good.

And you're sure you're up to it?

Yes. See you.

Good. Bye.

That was Sandra Munck. She asked me

to come in and help with a minor job.

Jesus Christ,

who makes you work now?

Please stop, Mark.

You and I haven't talked for more

than two minutes since you....

And now you take off

as if everything's back to normal?

It's just a minor job.

Okay. Fine.

- You must be Laura?

- Yes.

Hi.

Jesper, head of the investigation.

How much do you know about the case?

Not much. Sandra just asked me

to look at an SD card.

The police are quiet about 21-year-old

Emilie Olsen who was found dead earlier.

Witnesses say her body

was carefully placed -

- outside a home for young women.

- Laura is here.

- Hey, Laura.

- Good to see you again.

- You too.

- You've met Jesper?

- Yes.

Sit down.

Laura was top of the team

back in Copenhagen.

You wanted me to look at a card?

Where's it from?

We just want it opened

as fast as possible.

Okay.

There's a code.

It may take some time.

Fine.

ANGEL MAKER

Okay...

No digits, no special characters.

It's designed to be easily cracked.

Angel maker.

That's an old term for a child m*rder*r.

play-me.mp4

Look at the camera and say your name.

- Look at the camera and say your name!

- I'm the angel maker!

No, no...!

Sandra, what the f*ck is this?

Where did you get this card?

Laura, can you stay on and help?

Are you sure you're ready?

- Sure.

- Good.

Look, I need to understand something.

She's a cyber expert, right?

Laura is a violent crime investigator,

specializing in cybercrime and profiling.

But this isn't a cybercrime case

to be solved behind a computer.

We don't know that yet.

No, but we know

that she's on official leave.

You do also know that I can hear you

although I have my back to you, right?

I'll go see Emilie Olsen's parents.

Good. Take Laura with you.

It's not that I doubt your competence.

No, of course not.

Listen...

Emilie was tortured and k*lled

like on that video.

She was then carefully placed -

- like this in front of a place

called the Sun Home.

A home for troubled young girls.

But what... what do you think?

That our offender is organized

and mission-oriented, but not chaotic.

And he craves attention.

No doubt about that.

That's also why he left the video for us.

Yes, most likely.

- Helene Olsen?

- Yes.

When can we get Emilie?

When can we get Emilie home

so we can bury her?

We're working on it and we're doing

our best to speed up the procedure.

- Of course.

- Did...

Did Emilie have a boyfriend?

Was she seeing anyone?

She wasn't really into that kind of thing.

Okay.

Emilie stayed at the Sun Home

and that's also where we found her.

Why did she stay there?

Well, we...

We fought a lot at one point.

Living at home isn't easy when you're 21.

I think she needed to get away.

Right...

Can we see Emilie's room?

Of course.

- This is it.

- Thanks.

- We'll just have a look around.

- Right.

She's got a lot of pricey makeup for

a girl who isn't into that kind of thing.

These shoes are worth a fortune.

I didn't take you for a shoe expert.

No, but... my wife.

She's got the cheapest laptop

but a webcam worth 7,000 kroner.

All these clothes are designer.

She must have gotten money

from somewhere.

What is it?

Holy sh*t.

We'd better have another word

with her parents.

- Do you know anything about this?

- About what?

- What the hell is that?

- We found it in Emilie's room.

No way! You didn't find that

in Emilie's room!

Frederik... honey...

- That's not Emilie's.

- We don't know, do we?!

We haven't talked to her for a year!

She shut herself off from us.

Well, we're done here, so...

We have to seize Emilie's laptop.

I'm sorry for your loss.

I don't get how she can lead a double life

without her parents knowing.

Give me a few hours with this -

- and I'll compile a list for you of

everyone Emilie's been in contact with.

FDF.

What?

I was a boy scout.

For real.

Guinness Book of Records for building

the world's largest milk-carton raft.

- Ever met Johan before?

- I don't think so.

He's a bit odd.

Not much sense of propriety.

- Hello, Johan.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Johan.

- Laura.

We got the tiny room today. My colleagues

have a double autopsy next door.

Well, where would you like to start?

- The floor is yours.

- Okay.

Well, long story short...

She was strangled with a bag that

obstructed her airways, making her faint.

But she shows signs of resistance.

Abrasions on legs and elbows.

He easily overpowered her and moved her

to a place where he hung her by her arms -

- and slit her open

from her lower body to her navel.

But she was fortunate.

How?

She undoubtedly suffered a great deal.

The pain has been excruciating.

But he cut the aorta

to the legs early on.

It runs along the spine

and divides into two below the navel.

So she bled to death very quickly.

See these short stab wounds?

Dak, dak, dak...

They indicate that he tried to keep her

alive for as long as possible.

You get used to it.

It's just the cranio saw next door.

We call it the screaming nun.

It's pretty harmless, actually.

It doesn't rotate like a saw.

It just oscillates. Just an inside joke.

The scan shows brain damage in the fetus.

At this stage, we can't say

how extensive it is.

But considering your age, Laura,

the odds don't look good.

What does that mean?

Are you suggesting an ab*rtion?

We're not gonna have an ab*rtion,

are we, Laura?

Laura?

- Laura!

- Yes.

Any thoughts?

Can you tell if she was pregnant?

Her hCG levels aren't high enough,

but I had the same notion -

- because... he used this.

A wire hanger that he modified into

the weapon he used to cut her up with.

He also used a wire hanger

to fixate her hands.

- Why a hanger?

- It's an old symbol of ab*rtion.

You used it to prick a hole in the amnion

in cases of uintended pregnancy.

- Johan, has she ever had an ab*rtion?

- I can check.

Yes. She had an ab*rtion here

about a year ago.

She was punished.

We won't tell anyone that you're here

unless you want us to.

If you want to talk about whatever

happened, feel free. You don't have to.

That girl died outside, didn't she?

You get your own room with a lock.

I'll keep you safe here.

Okay.

NC3 can't access her online bank

until in eight hours.

Check this out.

Emilie Olsen has over

half a million kroner in her account.

She spent fortunes on clothes and shoes.

I'm busy and have no further comments.

- Sandra, come here.

- Sure. What's up?

Emilie made almost 600,000 kroner

on a platform called MyFans.

- It's a platform...

- I know what MyFans is.

How did you access her account, Laura?

She's dead. She'll hardly report us

for hacking her laptop.

Look.

This is her MyFans account.

Hey, that's in her room.

There's a recurring subscriber.

There's a...

... local IP address.

The idiot used his own name.

Bo Adelbert.

I doubt our offender is so careless.

This creep bought violent porn from Emilie

the day before she was k*lled.

- Bring him in.

- Of course.

I'll have the legal team prepare

the formalities so we're ready to move.

- Hi.

- Bo Adelbert Mogensen?

- Yes.

- This is Laura Westfald.

Jesper Poulsen. We're with the police

and we'd like to ask you a few questions.

Okay. What about?

- Emilie Olsen. Does that ring a bell?

- No. Who's that?

How about Emikat2001?

Go to Mommy, sweetie.

We can do it here or take you in.

- Right...

- Who is it?

Nobody, honey. Just stay inside.

Well? Do you want to talk here

or at the station?

You like to watch young girls

cut themselves?

- I haven't broken the law.

- That's not what we asked you.

We asked if you like to watch

young girls cut themselves.

Last month, you spent over 20,000 kroner

on MyFans. How does your wife like that?

Well, she doesn't know.

Your last contact with Emilie Olsen

was two days ago -

- when your ordered photos of her

cutting herself.

The following day,

she was found gutted and k*lled.

What?

I haven't got anything to do with that.

I never met Emilie.

But I know she had other subscribers.

You're the only one of her subscribers

who asked her to cut herself.

But that's not against the law.

Where were you between 10 p.m.

last night and 7 a.m. this morning?

I was at home with my family.

- They'll confirm that?

- Yes.

Go ahead and call my wife.

And now I'd like to go home

or talk to a lawyer.

You'd like to go home?

To your daughter?

What would you do if some pervert

told your daughter to cut herself?

Adelbert's alibi holds up. His family

confirms he was at home all night.

Well, it would almost have been too easy.

Yes.

What got into you earlier?

What do you mean?

At the autopsy and the interview.

You tend to get carried away,

don't you?

I don't know what you mean.

Hi, baby.

Sure, I'll buy some antacids

on the way home.

See you, baby. Bye.

How far along is she?

37 weeks.

And she has heartburn?

Yes.

Tell her to drink milk and eat almonds.

That usually does the trick.

Does it work on mood swings, too?

Give it a shot.

- These are the last ones.

- Okay.

Line! Need a ride?

Line?

Remember to buy beer for tonight.

Yeah, sure.

I'll do it on my way home

because I have to go back to work.

You said it was a minor job

that would only take a couple of hours.

Yes, but they need my help

with more, so...

The others are coming at six.

I'll stop by the store

and be back in time. I promise.

Okay.

What?!

Hello!

Line?

Hello!

Jesper speaking.

Where?

We're on our way.

How did the press find out so fast?

That's just the way it is.

Try to ignore them.

Hi.

Line Vestergaard, 23.

Same MO as Emilie Olsen.

She was k*lled somewhere else

and then placed here.

If you look here...

See how short and precise

the stab wounds are. Dak, dak, dak.

He's getting better. And he didn't hit

the aorta like last time.

I think we'll see more victims.

- The same MO, you say?

- Yes.

- Did you find an SD card on her?

- Not yet.

Any fingerprints or DNA?

No, and I doubt we'll find anything.

I mean, if he hasn't left anything

so far -

- he won't start doing it.

- Do we know when she was k*lled?

- It's still too early to say.

She was found less than an hour ago.

- Who found her?

- Jrgen, the owner.

... without saying goodbye, and then

I found her this morning in the cold room.

How do you know she went home?

Well, I don't.

Was she k*lled while I was here?

Could I have saved her?

Jesper! Laura! Get in here.

Jrgen, one of my colleagues

will take the rest of your statement.

No fingerprints, no DNA.

Of course not.

Let's see what's on it.

This card has a virus.

Now it's gone.

That's really strange.

It must be a batch self delete.

- A what?

- A virus that self-deletes.

Not many know how to do that.

I'll try entering the code

from the other one.

Say your name!

My name is Line...

... Vestergaard.

Say it! Do it!

What do you want?

He's really enjoying it.

I am an...

I'm an angel maker.

I haven't done anything.

Bjrke just called to say -

- we have to call a press conference

about the case today at 4:30.

- Why?

- Because of this.

... latest news in the Emilie Olsen case.

I have to warn you -

- that the following clip contains

extremely unpleasant scenes.

Who are you?

I'm the angel maker!

- How the hell did they get that?

- Someone must have leaked it.

Impossible.

The laptop has been offline all the time.

- TV 2 say they got it from here.

- But that doesn't make any sense.

Look. Did anyone try to open

the first SD card before I came?

The one found on Emilie Olsen?

Was it this one?

Jesper, was it this one?

- Yes.

- Laura, what are you doing?

The card had a self-deleting virus.

If the first card had one too -

- he now has access to everything!

Emails, access codes, the works!

Everything we've said has been recorded.

That's why he could send the video

from our server.

- sh*t.

- sh*t? What the f*ck were you thinking?

You don't put a strange drive

into an online computer!

Jesper, was it this one?

Okay, here's the deal.

Until IT has been by -

- all computers must be off

and all activities must be offline.

Jesper? Come here a sec.

- What's up?

- Look.

This is Line Vestergaard's medical file.

She had an ab*rtion, too.

You hacked her medical file

on your laptop?

We'll have access to this info

as soon as we're back online. Relax.

Maybe that's how he finds them.

By hacking their medical files.

Maybe.

Jesper...

Look. I just got a message

from Line Vestergaard's profile.

"I enjoyed the view

of your little office."

It's him.

"I was overjoyed to find out

they'd hired an...

... angel maker for the investigation."

- Can you trace it?

- I'll try.

I just gotta run this decipher script

on his IP before he logs off.

We just have to let it run its course.

- We have to stall him.

- I'm on it.

"What do you want?"

"I'm the answer to your prayers."

Ask him again.

I bet his mission is

more important than he is himself.

Come on, come on.

"One less angel maker. See you soon."

He logged off.

I only got 68% of his PGP key.

- I'll call NC3.

- They're more understaffed than us.

This could take days.

There must be a faster way.

There is.

But you won't like it.

Good evening. I'm Bjrke Nrregaard.

This is an official press conference -

- about the discovery of Line Vestergaard.

We cannot answer specific questions

while the investigation is ongoing -

- but our theory is -

- that it's the same offender.

I can't stand listening to him.

How long will this take?

He must be convinced we can't trace him

for him to message us. He's gloating.

You know the profile.

A beta male who thinks

he's an untouchable alpha male.

I gather you assigned Laura Westfald

to the case.

Yes.

Can she take the pressure?

You know that

IT specialists are hard to recruit.

Yes, but what if she's not up to it?

This case has already blown up

in our faces.

The police reform act

is up for negotiation.

- I know.

- Okay.

So if this goes south,

you're willing to sacrifice her?

- Yes.

- Good.

We're going to see Alex.

He also lacks a sense of propriety

now and then.

Alex, it's me. There are two of us.

- Hi.

- Good to see you.

- This is Jesper.

- Hi.

Shut the door.

This is gonna take all night,

and perhaps even longer.

- I'll do it for 5,000, because it's you.

- Fine.

- 5,000 for what?

- To find out where he messaged from.

- We can't pay for that.

- 10,000, because your friend is a pain.

You do know I'm a police officer

and that extortion is ill*gal?

15,000.

- 20,000 if you persist.

- Say another word, and I'm arresting you.

- 25.

- Stop, okay? Alex is okay.

If I can find his location,

I'll happily pay 5,000. Alex?

Whatever.

But your friend pays.

I've put this T-shirt up for sale online.

Just transfer 5,000.

To this number.

- Now, please.

- Do it.

I can't see.

What does it say?

Okay?

Laura... next time you contact me,

remember to use your sock5.

And I need your police login.

- Yes.

- Don't give it to him. Laura?

- Laura?

- I'll send it on Discord.

"Dinner's ready. Laura? They're here.

2 missed calls"

f*ck.

We have to go.

- Keep in touch.

- Yes.

Let's go.

Hey, don't forget your T-shirt.

- If he doesn't deliver...

- I know he's a little weird.

Marc and I have dinner guests.

Wanna join?

I know it's short notice,

but it would be nice.

You just spent 5,000,

so a free meal might be nice.

You forgot about the dinner party and want

me along so you won't get into trouble.

- Right?

- Yes.

Come in.

Leave your jacket in there.

I already had two of those,

so it's not mine.

- Hi!

- Hi.

- Hi, baby.

- You're a little late, huh?

This is Jesper, my new partner.

I had to help him out.

- Hi. Good to see you.

- Good to see you.

Hi!

- Marc.

- Nice to meet you.

- Welcome.

- You can sit here.

It's perfectly fine. Sit down.

- I'll get an extra plate.

- Thanks.

Or a fascist.

Seriously!

- What's this?

- Non-alcoholic beer.

- f*cking hell!

- It doesn't have to contain alcohol.

I have a night out without kids,

so I need some alcohol.

- Mom of the year. Sorry.

- I'll drink to that.

Cheers.

Got any kids, Jesper?

My wife is pregnant, and she's definitely

not a fan of non-alcoholic beer.

See?

She's gonna make a terrific mom.

Let's drink to that.

- Congratulations.

- Thanks.

Congratulations.

- Cheers.

- I'll get some water.

How's work, Marc?

- Lycra man.

- Lycra man.

Laura?

Laura?

Laura...

Laura!

Sorry. I'm just tired.

- I was getting water, right?

- Laura...

We're your friends.

You can talk to us.

- I think ...

- Thanks, Monica.

Laura, just listen to Monica.

You can't keep on shutting yourself off

from the rest of the world.

Marc says you hardly ever talk anymore.

Psychologists call it building a tower,

and when you keep doing it...

You can't come into my home

and act the shrink.

It's not my fault you lost your job -

- and rebranded yourself a coach

after one evening school course!

Don't sit in my home and talk

about me behind my back and think -

- you have any f*cking idea

about how I feel!

Great, Laura. I'm sure you've convinced

all of us that you're doing swell.

Thanks for all your help.

I can't go on like this.

I'm gonna stay the night at Jonas's -

- and I'll be back for my things tomorrow.

Don't you think you need to...

... get some rest?

I have to get home and then

I'll see you in a couple of hours.

I had a son six months ago.

He weighed 600 grams and had blue eyes.

And he was brain-damaged. Or...

They told me he might be.

So I chose to k*ll him.

- Don't say that.

- But I did, didn't I?

We don't say it in so many words,

but that is what I did.

I...

I was afraid of taking the risk.

So I had an ab*rtion at week 22.

But... You didn't tell Marc about it

or what?

No... That...

Not until afterwards.

- He wanted us to take the chance.

- Right.

So they let me take him home.

Louis...

So Marc could see him.

And...

And we could say goodbye together.

They let you take your dead baby home?

I know it sounds macabre,

but they give you the option -

- and it was really lovely.

Right.

Help! Help!

I hear you

but we need her expertise.

Good morning.

- Good morning.

- When did it happen?

Have Bjrke release a new statement -

- and alert all units.

Okay, bye.

Another girl disappeared. Michelle

Frandsen didn't come home last night.

Go see her parents, now.

Right. We're on it.

Jesper...

Alex just texted me.

Is there something I ought to know?

We have a quick stop on the way.

I'll keep you posted.

Fine.

- We can't afford any more mistakes.

- No, of course not.

- Alex says it's here.

- A container site?

It makes sense

when you look at the videos.

P-9, P-9, alert. Ekko0905.

We're investigating

the Michelle Frandsen case -

- and we're following a lead

on 294 Kattegat Road. Ekko0905.

- Police.

- Hello there.

Please step out here.

We're looking for someone who rents and

possibly lives in one of your containers.

Well, then I'd like to see

a search warrant.

You've seen too many bad movies.

We don't need one.

But we'd like you

to answer our questions.

See this woman? Emilie Olsen was 21

when she was k*lled.

We suspect this person of k*lling her

and another woman and kidnapping a third.

So if you have a log of people coming

and going within the last 24 hours -

- I'd love to see it.

I do have one -

- that I've neither seen

nor talked to either, actually.

He pays me in cash.

He's in 22G1.

- Where is that?

- At the far end.

- 22G1?

- Thanks.

She's alive.

P-9, P-9, emergency, Ekko0905.

We found Michelle Frandsen.

She's in a critical state.

Laura!

No...

One less angel maker.

This one looks fine,

but get some rest.

Is anyone with you at home?

Yes.

Thanks.

- Marc speaking.

- Hey.

It's me.

I'll get my stuff tomorrow.

I've just been really busy, so...

I suppose that's why you called.

Okay, then. See you tomorrow.

Hey.

Hi, Laura.

How are you doing?

I'm okay. Slightly impaired hearing.

And you?

A slight concussion.

And Michelle?

Baby... Hi!

- Thank God.

- Good to see you.

- Can you come home?

- Yes. I was just waiting for you.

Need a ride, Laura?

Sorry. Eva, this is Laura.

- Laura, Eva.

- Hi.

Hi, Laura.

I'm so glad you're okay.

Sure, would you like a ride?

I called Marc, my husband.

He's on his way.

- Okay.

- And congratulations.

Thanks.

- Well, let's get out of here.

- Yes.

- See you.

- See you.

Laura?

What are you doing here?

Go home.

Sandra, I saw him.

I know what he looks like.

You mean you saw his face?

Yes. I'm doing a composite drawing.

Okay. Great.

Forensics found lots of fingerprints

and we're waiting for the DNA analysis.

Look.

- This is him.

- Okay.

Send it to all units and Interpol -

- and we'll put it on hot rotation

on all media platforms until we find him.

Do you need to be debriefed?

No, let's focus on the case.

That's the main thing right now.

- Email it to me?

- Yes.

Good.

Ludvig... You can't have all this stuff

lying around.

What if someone saw it?

You have to be more careful.

Clean it up!

I'm sorry, Mom.

Darling...

- I can't bear to lose you.

- Mom, you won't lose me, okay?

I only need one thing now.

Ammonium nitrate.

Enough to blow up all the b*stards.

What do you mean?

At the hospital. All the b*stards

who helped remove my baby.

My baby!

Darling, I understood your feelings

about Emilie, and I supported you.

She ruined your life,

but... but the others.

You have to stop now.

There...

There...

- Mom...

- There...

Sweet darling. There...

"Are you awake?"

Laura...

You look like you could do

with some breakfast.

Thanks.

Where do we begin today?

Laura...

Even when we find him,

even when he gets life -

- you'll still need help.

Anyone can see you're not well.

Anyway, so I...

This has nothing to do

with what happened at the dinner.

But I intend to ask Sandra

to send you back on leave.

Go ahead.

Johan?

Okay.

Thanks.

Well?

No match from the container.

- No prints, no DNA.

- Of course not.

However -

- he'll now see his face

plastered all over the media.

That's how we'll nail him.

We'll use his ego to lure him out.

Jesper, give me 24 hours

before you talk to Sandra.

Help the police find

the Wire Hanger k*ller

Check this out. He's gonna love it.

"Help the police find

the Wire Hanger k*ller."

"The police ask the public

to help find this man."

"Nothing to go on..."

"Intelligent m*rder*r..."

"The police are in the dark."

We sure sound like bungling amateurs.

Precisely.

What have you got for me?

I'll let Laura explain.

We want to post this online.

An appeal for help.

Can you release a statement

and ask the media to share the link?

What is this?

If he fits the serial k*ller profile,

he's gonna love this.

We can track all traffic on the site

and see who spends most time there.

Think about it. Who's gonna love reading

this over and over and over again?

Not half bad.

No, but we're gonna need

some cross-references.

We can use all anti-ab*rtion organizations

in Denmark.

I spoke to them and they've agreed

to share their visitor data. Look.

This is a heatmap of people

who've visited all anti-ab*rtion sites.

Can you narrow down the search field

to a 15-km radius from our first victim?

Sure. No problem.

If this turns out to be a waste of time,

we'll be a public laughingstock.

Yeah, but I can live with that.

As long as we do something.

We'll either be a laughingstock,

or we'll find him.

The police admit -

- they have no leads and ask the public

to help them catch the Wire Hanger k*ller.

The only lead is this composite drawing.

The man is 190 cm tall,

normal to slim build. He's regarded...

The traffic is dying out.

Only repeaters left.

Let's start cross-checking

their search funnel.

I hate to ask...

The words or sentences

you use to find the site.

Words like m*rder and Emilie and...

Well, that's a little too broad.

Try using Emilie Olsen,

Line Vestergaard and Michelle Frandsen.

Michelle Frandsen.

That name hasn't been released yet.

Right. Let's give it a shot.

Only one IP address left.

It's visited all anti-ab*rtion sites -

- and our site nine times today.

Is there an address?

The Sun Home.

Ekko0905, I'm ready.

We're investigating the m*rder case

and headed for the Sun Home, Ekko0905.

Grethe, do you know this man?

No.

Are you sure?

Yes.

We have reason to believe

he's our offender.

His picture has been released

to the media and Interpol.

It's just a matter of time

before we find him.

So if you're hiding something from us -

- now is the time to say it.

Grethe, we're here to help you.

He's a good boy.

He needs help.

And that's why we're here.

Just tell us who he is

and where to find him.

His name is Ludvig.

He's my son.

He was in a relationship with Emilie,

but she just used him.

It broke his heart.

Where can we find him, Grethe?

Promise you'll protect him.

We promise to protect him.

Just tell us where he is.

In the workshop or in the barn.

Stay here.

- Police!

- Police!

- Show me your hands!

- Hands up!

Now!

One step closer, and your unborn baby

won't have a dad.

There are two tons of ammonium nitrate

in these barrels and I have the detonator.

- Let's savor this moment.

- Put it down!

Do you really think you can order me

around, Laura Westfald?

A police officer who k*lled her own baby

and now wants to arrest me.

Ludvig, shut up and get over here.

Because I k*lled some despicable

baby K*llers. See the irony?

You k*lled and tortured three women.

You're gonna rot in prison.

You're an angel maker. How can you live

with yourself? I don't understand.

Shut up.

What was his name again? Louis?

Yes, that was his name.

- Sweet, little Louis.

- Don't listen to him.

- Your own child.

- Put that down and get out here.

Your son, who you k*lled,

was it a relief to get rid of him?

- Ludvig!

- Could you feel his heart stop beating?

We learn that the suspect is in the barn.

We draw our weapons,

enter and identify ourselves.

We warn him.

The offender threatens -

- to detonate

a 2-ton ammonium-nitrate b*mb.

And you were convinced

that he intended to do it?

Yes. I was convinced of that.

Right.

Okay.

We need to investigate this further,

and Internal Affairs is waiting outside.

As are our lawyer and union rep,

so I'm sure things will work out.

Please hand over your weapon.

Take a week off after your debriefing.

Good work.

Remember to relax, okay?

I just came back for some things.

Are you okay?

Please stay.

Hey...

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

- There...

- I'm sorry.

It's okay.

It's okay.

There...

Get up.

- Where's Marc?

- Shut up. Move.

When I was pregnant with Ludvig ...

... his father tried to slit me open

with a wire hanger.

It's a miracle -

- a miracle that Ludvig survived.

You looked me straight in the eye -

- and promised me to protect Ludvig.

- Now my son is dead.

- Look, I understand...

You don't understand anything. Shut up.

You're not a mother.

You chose...

You chose not to be a mother.

Well, Laura Westfald, you...

... who are so good

at making choices.

You didn't hesitate a second

when you shot my Ludvig.

Not one second.

My beloved son whom you...

You promised to protect him.

I handed Ludvig over to the two of you.

Because I thought he had gone too far.

Because he needed help!

Take this.

If you sh**t two -

- one gets to live.

And if you don't choose

or if you try to turn around -

- I'll k*ll all four of you.

It's entirely up to you.

Who's it going to be?

Your love -

- your partner or the pregnant wh*re

he's married to?

Who will be taken away from you first?

Well? Who will be taken away from you

just like you took my son away from me?

Let Eva go.

She's got nothing to do with this.

Eva... Eva, look at me.

It's gonna be okay. I promise.

I'm gonna f*cking k*ll you!

I don't think you get

what this is all about, Laura!

So for the last time:

Who's it going to be?

Please stop.

Please stop!

- I'm going to count to three...

- No!

And then I'll sh**t.

First Jesper.

Then Marc.

And finally you.

Or else...

... I'll let you live.

So you'll know what it's like.

One...

... two...

... three.

In memory of

Rasmus, Carl Holger, Jacob, Muhammad