Take a deep breath.
- What is it, mom? - A boy.
- I want to see him. - We decided you wouldn't.
I want to see him.
I want to hold him.
He is so cute! Look at him!
- Take it easy, Dicte. - I want him back!
- You can't take him away from me. - Dicte...
- I've changed my mind. - Calm down and we'll go home.
24 YEARS LATER
Mother? Mother!
- Hello! - Hey, sweetheart!
- Welcome to Aarhus! - Thank you!
- Presents. - How nice. Thank you very much.
- Hurry up and get your coats off. - Finding the way was difficult.
Why did you have to you move to the countryside? Is there even internet here?
Ha ha... Just look at how cozy it is.
- And it was very cheap. - I'd hope so.
I'm just kidding. You need to fix the old curtains.
I'll probably have time for that. I read that anything can be fixed-
- with dumplings and white painted walls.
- What happened to the table? - It was Torstens.
- Look who's here. - Hi, Rose.
- Nice to see you. - Hello.
Are you still angry that your mother dragged you all the way to Aarhus?
- You get to make new friends. - Lots of cool people live here.
- They are Jutlanders... - It will probably be good.
Here's money for a taxi home, and a small beer.
Mom loves you. Remember that. Have a great time now.
- You're great. - See you.
- Don't you have any wine glasses? - Yes, but I can't find them.
- I'll have a look. - Thank you.
- Can't believe you're back in Aarhus. - You didn't expect that, would you?
No, I thought there were too many haunting memories here.
Then I'm glad that I have you two to look after me..
I found them!
And this is what I love about you, Dicte.
- It's a good thing you brought these. - I've been looking for them.
- Now we're going to chat all night. - Tell us everything.
- How is the editorial office? - I've only been there a few weeks.
It's not like Copenhagen, but they're very nice.
- Any nice men? - Maybe, but I just got divorced.
What about Torsten?
Surprisingly well, but he probably doesn't quite get that we're divorced.
One moment.
Kaiser? Yes. Do you have a photographer on site?
I'll head over right away.
- I can't believe this. - Are you leaving us?
I have to. I'll be an hour and a half at most.
- The fuck? We'll drink all of your wine. - I''ll hurry.
- What the hell is going on? - Don't know. It's chaos.
- I'll head back over there. - Do you know what's going on?
The usual. Some immigrants were upset when they didn't get in.
- Why didn't they get in? - They cause trouble. We don't like that.
Is that your official policy at the door? May I quote you?
- Are you a journalist? - Dicte Svendsen.
- Crime reporter at Dagbladet. - Get lost.
Do you know what's going on? Are they refusing your friends entry?
- What are you talking about? - Mom?
- Hi, Rose. - This is Darko.
Hello. Are you from school? Aren't you too old for high school?
He's not from school.
This is not a good place to be.
- I'll walk her home. - Bye, mom.
Can I use the restroom?
- What do we have here, Bendtsen? - She's still warm.
No more than an hour since she died. She's about 20 years old.
- She was cut. - And stitched back up.
- Do we know who she is? - They found nothing on her.
But she looks Eastern European. Any evidence has been destroyed.
- What's on your face? - Do you like them?
- No. - My subscription is +2.
- Who found her? - She did.
She's hot. Reminds me of your ex-wife.
John Wagner, investigator. Did you find the body?
- Yes. My name is Dicte Svendsen. - Have you been drinking tonight?
Yes, or no. My lips touched a glass of wine.
- Did you touch the corpse? - I checked her pulse.
- Do you know who she is? - No.
- What do you think happened? - Are you doing okay?
- Yes. - It's you, from Dagbladet.
- I want the pictures you took. - It's you, from the police. Wagner.
You won't get any pictures. I'm protecting my source.
Who are you protecting? Extremely violent youth?
Can you come over here, Wagner?
Leave a report at the station tomorrow at 10 o'clock.
- Werner... - Wagner!
If there's pee on her, it's mine.
- He doesn't know I'm a journalist. - No, you're new in town.
- Did you pee on her? - Knock it off.
- Kaiser. Can I get the front page? - Not if she's an Eastern European whore.
Would I have gotten it if she was a Danish blonde?
- Of course. - Have I got this right?
Shouldn't we use the front page to find out who she is?
No, but you get a double spread.
Can you get over here, Dicte?
- Shall we crop the picture here? - That's probably a good idea.
Can I see the rest?
That's my daughter! Isn't she pretty?
- Yeah. Is that the boyfriend? - No. How so?
I made a photo series with some guys in Gellerup.
Him there... There was something about a rape.
Hi, Darko. I am Rose's mother Dicte. We met yesterday.
- Do you have a moment? - Yes.
- Are you studying? - Yes. Medicine.
But you haven't always done that, have you?
You've been dealing drugs and stealing cars, haven't you?
I don't steal cars or deliver pizza anymore. Weed, I mean.
I'm more interested in the fact that two-
-years ago you were charged with rape.
- I was innocent. The case was dropped. - Yes, because they lacked evidence.
I am acquitted. I am studying to be a doctor.
I'm sure you're a good guy, but I can't live with the idea-
-that you might have raped a girl. You can't see my daughter anymore.
- Where can I find John Wagner? - First door on the right.
- Hello. - Hello. I'm glad you came.
Have a seat.
- Have you seen the dead woman before? - No. How did she die?
I cannot reveal that. But here it says...
...that you talked to some immigrant boys.
Did anyone react strangely when you found the body?
- No. Are they involved? - We don't know that.
I saw you with Bo Skytte. He's a photojournalist.
And people like that don't like to share.
I'm sure you understand that we need the images for the investigation.
Can't you use your feminine charms
to talk him into giving me the pictures?
You seem to be able to get what you want.
Sure.
Sorry. I could barely sleep last night.
I was so emotional.
Was she raped?
I understand that it is difficult to cope with finding a body.
You must know how she died, right?
My daughter goes to that club. Will she be the next victim?
Don't worry. She was not raped.
It was a caesarean section, and she probably died of blood loss.
A caesarean section?!
Have you found the child?
Is the child missing? Good job, Dicte.
Come on. We're holding a meeting.
Put that out, Kurt. It'll kill you.
- Then you'll be rid of the last socialist. - That would be nice. - Let's begin.
This will be a big story. Copenhagen gives us 6 pages.
- Do you know who she is, Christian? - She is not wanted or missing.
Okay. No reader who recognized her from the picture?
Just a few nut jobs. One claimed she was his mother.
Kurt looks into if there are rumors among the immigrants.
I'll angle it as "the Eastern European whores".
Good. - Do you have anything to go on, Dicte?
- Dicte? - Yes.
My friend is a midwife. I'm going to talk to her about the c-section.
So the culprit was knowledgeable? It wasn't just a slaughter?
- This person can clearly suture. - Who has those skills?
Midwives, doctors, nurses... Many do.
But I can't perform a caesarean section. In hospital they would've stopped the bleeding.
- Was the execution professional? - Yes.
- The birthing center is full of treats. - Knock it off.
- Are you new here? - I don't work here.
That's a shame.
- Who was that? - The world's most delicious pediatrician.
According to himself. Will you join me for dinner?
Why would you take a newborn baby from its mother?
- Do you really want to write about this? - I have to. I found the body.
- Did you meet your parents? - Yes, I was at the Kingdom Hall yesterday.
- My mother didn't even greet me. - Are you sure that they saw you?
- She saw right through me. - You didn't even get the birth certificate?
- No. I probably don't want that anyway. - Shut up.
- Don't you want what happened to him? - Are you cooking for dinner?
Good morning, darling.
What did you say to Darko?
- That I don't think you should go out. - Don't get involved!
You told me to make friends in fucking Aarhus!
- Not friends like that. - Because he is an immigrant?
Not at all. He has been charged with rape.
He told me about that.
I don't want you going out with rapists. I've talked to dad about it.
- Why?! - I was worried.
He is here for a seminar, so he'll drop by.
Why did you involve him? It was you who wanted a divorce!
- Me?! - Dad said so.
He is very sad about it.
- Then why did he cheat? - He didn't.
With several women.
I'morry, honey.
I know that it takes two to get a divorce.
- I have also done a lot of stupid things. - You're damn right about that.
- I'm going to kill her. - Then you'll have to be quick.
- Before the boss kills you. - She didn't say she was a journalist.
He probably doesn't understand why you're giving her information?
- Fuck it! - I'm warning you.
She reminds me of your ex-wife.
The report has nothing.
No match on the teeth or fingerprints.
Great...
Bendtsen. Hello, boss.
Unfortunately he's not here. You know what? Now just got in.
Here he is.
Can I inherit your computer?
Wagner.
Dicte. Get in here now!
- So you mean... - That you should apologize to Wagner.
I won't do that.
I don't know how things worked in Copenhagen.
But here we depend on a good relationship with the police.
You make sure we have that. Even if you have to blow someone for it.
They drove here and chose to dump her there.
Weird that they didn't throw her in the sea.
According to the autopsy report, she was alive when she was dumped here.
So she bled to death right here?
Access prohibited for the press. Because you're from the press, right?
I'm sorry.
Now I've said sorry. Now can you tell me everything about the case?
Or how about you never contact me again?
I just want to know if you found the baby.
No, you want a front page.
Do you take me for a sensationalist media whore?
I couldn't have said it better myself.
People have a right to know what's going on.
No, people have the right to vote and get free healthcare.
- But not to know everything that happens. - If I contribute to the investigation then?
- You? - Maybe I can do something you can't.
Yes, sitting down to pee.
Do the pizza delivery men in Aarhus also deliver weed?
I usually order with extra cheese and maroc.
Since we came to blows with each other, I want to treat you to lunch.
- No thanks, I've eaten. - Then you can have it with your coffee.
What did she bring?
Weed. She found a pizzeria that sells weed.
What the hell am I supposed to do with this?
Women who bring junk food and drugs don't grow on trees.
- You are welcome to have her. - Thanks, but I have a date.
Of course you do.
- Who? - The one from last Friday.
- The biologist? - No, that was last week.
- This is what she wanted to give you. - What?
Isn't that one of the pictures the photographer took?
Shouldn't we have a chat with him?
- Hello. - Hello.
- My name is Wagner. Do you know this guy? - No.
So that's not him over there?
- Hello. What's your name? - Saleem.
Hello.
What did you do at the harbor last Thursday night?
- You have nothing on me. - Were you selling weed?
- You can't prove anything. - I want to look around a bit.
9/1 2010...
Lucky the food inspector isn't here.
- But look here! - That doesn't look like grated cheese.
- Go ahead, it's your weed. - It's not mine.
It looks like your fingerprints are on it.
Aren't you going to tell me what you were doing in the harbor and what you saw?
- I'm not saying shit. - Then I'll keep looking.
I just want to see how it looks against the other wall.
Why did you call us instead of professional movers?
It's not that heavy.
I refuse. Your life is so poorly planned.
She must be on her period again.
This is the eighth round of IVF.
Doesn't Rose have a boyfriend? Can't we ask him for help?
- Dicte scared him off. - Come on. Let's move this cabinet.
Hey. Want my help?
I've seen a porno that starts like this.
This is Bo from work.
There are a few ambulances by the pizzeria on Grønnegade.
- Is it the baby? - Did you know it was here?
But you knew that the pizzeria delivered weed?
Everyone who smokes does. Do you know who put the baby there?
I'm looking for a connection between the harbor and the pizzeria.
- Was the baby murdered? - Why would I answer that?
I am not asking as a journalist.
- What the hell is the difference?! - Can't you just answer?
If you want to help, give me the rest of Bo Skytte's pictures!
- Are you sure about this? - I want to meet her.
Okay. She's sitting over there.
- Hello, Simone. - Hey, Darko. What's up?
Are you high, or can you talk?
- My new girlfriend. - You're cute.
She has just heard that story about me raping you.
And she doesn't like it. Can you tell her the truth?
Okay.
- It was just something I said. - Why?
I owed some guys money, they were mad at Darko.
We were pals back then. We did a lot of stupid things.
I wanted out, and this was their revenge.
Thank you, Simone.
- Darko? - One moment.
- What's up? - I know what're up to.
- What do you mean? - You and Mirza.
Stay quiet about that, okay?
Okay. I won't tell her anything.
- Everything okay? - Yeah.
- So I'm your girlfriend now? - Yeah.
It's stupid. Why put a baby in the freezer?
- To make it last. - That wasn't funny.
- Sorry. - We have to give him the pictures.
- I have to protect those I photographed. - What if the perpetrator is on them?
It's a matter of principle. The police will make suspects of anyone in them.
A matter of principle? A woman and her child are dead!
- Yes. - And the police have no leads.
Then they can get a warrant. See you.
- Where do the prostitutes hang out? - It used to be at the slaughterhouse.
- Can I borrow a pack of cigarettes? - Sure.
Hello. Is business slow today?
Do you want a smoke?
I'm looking for this girl. I think she's from Eastern Europe.
- They don't walk the street. - Where are they then?
- Don't talk to people. - Where are they?
- They're locked up. You will never find them. - Come on.
- I'm talking to her. - We don't talk to cops.
I'm not a cop. I'm a journalist.
Excuse me, where's the toilet?
- Pardon me! Are you okay? - Yes.
- When are you having your baby? - In one month.
Can I show you something?
Do you know her?
Is she your friend?
- What's your name? - Remza.
- Can you tell me what happened? - No. If I tell you, they will kill me.
And take my baby.
Here's my card. My name and my telephone number is on it.
I can help you. Can you tell me the name of the girl in this picture?
- Please? - She is Daniela Krosonova.
- We are from Bosnia. - Daniela Krosonova?
- You have some blood there. - Just one second.
Her name is Daniela Krosonova...
- I have found the woman from the port. - I have to go, honey.
Daniela Krosonova, 22 years old, missing since mid-October.
Well done, Dicte! Have you posted it online?
I met her friend. She is also pregnant.
- Bring her here. - She left after I spoke to her.
I think someone is after these girls.
We can't do anything about that.
You look a little pale.
Take this home and relax a little. You have done a great job.
- Shall I get two glasses? - Yes, thank you.
- Hello. - Hello, Torsten. Good that you came.
- Did it drag on? - You know how psychologists are.
It has become so cozy here.
It would be even nicer if you gave me the million you owe me.
I can't bear to talk about it now.
- Do you have any glasses? - In the cupboard over there.
- Have you talked to Rose? - Yes. You don't have to worry.
She has met the girl that Darko allegedly raped.
- He is completely innocent. - But he still sold hashish.
I think she's rebelling, after everything we've both been through.
Rose doesn't rebel.
Well, if only her mother would let her have some space.
I don't want to talk about that.
Otherwise then? Is it difficult to be back in Aarhus?
No, it's better than I thought.
You haven't visited your parents, have you? You shouldn't do that.
You don't get a shit out of it. Put the lid on.
- Is that the psychologist's best advice? - No, that is the ex-husband's best advice.
- Is your hand on my thigh? - Whoops.
Dicte, you have moved on. You don't need to know where your son is.
It feels like a huge hole in the stomach.
You have to live with that.
I'm just trying to take care of you.
Yes, and you also want to jump into bed with me.
Yes, if you really want it…
...then it's enough to tempt me.
- Torsten, don't you have a hotel room? - There were no available rooms.
- That's not true. - Yes, I'm lying.
Come on.
I'm glad we can still take care of Rose.
- Is the hand there again? - I have to talk to someone about it.
- See you. - We do.
Was it nice with dad?
Hello?
Sorry for intruding. I don't know who Darko is.
- But I do. - Invite him here for dinner.
- So I get to meet him. - You have done that.
For real, without yelling at him.
Aren't you going to sleep soon?
i love you Sleep well.
Mother. I'll ask him.
Mom, I know you don't want to see me.
But you have something I need.
Thanks, Dad.
I have had a daughter.
Her name is Rose. We have moved here.
Hello.
Typical Danish summer.
We just get some skin cancer.
But we catch colds and get catarrh.
Yes, it's lovely.
- What's wrong with your breasts? - You've got huge tits!
- Hang up. - Can I check?
- You are pregnant. - No, she's just gotten a little fat.
- I'm a midwife. - You're not pregnant, are you?
- Yes, I actually am. - How far has it gone?
- 3 and a half months. - And you have kept it a secret?
I was so afraid that it would go wrong. We've been trying for so long.
I've been dying to tell you.
That's why you were so mad. I'm going to be a godmother.
No, I shall be. Midwives take the children out, I baptize them.
- How did you find out who she was? - I asked some questions.
- Tell me what you know. - Yes, if you tell me something.
Forget it. Withholding information is punishable.
I have just told almost everything I know to 600,000 readers.
- If you get the pictures then? - I'll get them anyway. I have sued you.
- Do you have time to wait for it? - What do you want to know?
All about the baby.
The child was suffocating from the umbilical cord.
They tried to save it by caesarean section.
- So no one killed the child? - No.
Can you confirm that it is Daniela's child?
- Yes. - What are you leaving out?
The mother and child do not match. She was a surrogate mother.
- Was that why someone took the child? - In principle, it is not her child.
We have a theory that she got paid to carry the baby-
- and then something went wrong, and they both lost.
- Maybe she regretted it? - We don't know that.
- Hello? - It's Remza.
They are chasing me. I'm in Marselisborg, by some toilets.
- Come! Don't get the police involved. - Okay. I'm coming.
It was my grumpy daughter. I have to pick her up.
- Girls, I have to go. - Now again?
- Hello. - Hello.
Would you like some cake?
Remza?
- Are you alone? - Yes.
I have the car here. You can come with me.
- No, they're waiting for me. - There's no one there.
- I'm scared. - Come with me.
Dicte?
They're taking her!
Dicte!
Translation: Henrik Hedström www.sdimedia.com