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some things with us?

- No, it's too dangerous.

Pull yourself together now, idiot.

- What about that guy?

- He'll be allright.

- This ain't something to split,

how about we go out and

blast them on drinks, huh?

- I'm going home.

- Wimp.

You already came home?

- Turn off that light.

- Where are the others?

What's wrong?

- Nothing.

- Something happened?

It's something about Kaj, right?

You're bleeding.

- It's nothing.

- Come, sit down here.

Did he hit you?

Why don't you go home?

It's not something for you this place.

I know Kaj.

It ends up bad.

- And so what? - Anton, you're

too good for that.

I don't mess with what it

is you're messing around with,

I just know when Kaj's

in it, it's not any good.

Anton, be careful.

Don't waste yourself.

You want to become a

carpenter, find a job...

I could see it on you out

there on the building site,

you want to learn something.

- What good is it,

nobody needs me.

- Don't say that, it's not true.

Don't you understand

I've come to like you?

Anton, for me...

Anton?

Anton, I've got news you.

I talked with that old carpenter today,

and he said he might be able

to use you, you just needed to...

Kaj?

- What was that he just needed to?

- Nothing.

- You're not trying to

make any tricks, are you?

Now let me tell you some thing...

you can go to bed with

him, as much as you like,

but this other thing, that's

none of your business,

and if you tell Anton anything

at all about that place

then I won't answer to what will happen.

By the way, I have to

thank you for helping

I was just starting to think,

I'd have to give up on him.

but now he's staying.

Good job, buddy.

We'll get him used to spending

those money eventually, won't we?

- You low, filthy rat.

- If you try anything at

all concerning Anton,

I'll bash your pretty little face in,

so you won't recognize it.

Hello, boys.

So, what are you having?

- Schnaps.

- Yes, double.

- Are you paying?

- No, Anton's paying.

- How did it go with the pool coupon?

- Can you believe it?

It was a bummer.

Not a single one came right.

And I even got help

from a football player.

A handsome young man.

- Don't you want one?

- Oh no, my doctor told me to stay

away from booze and women.

- Cheers, buddy.

You wanna play dice for the next one?

- Sure, let's do that.

Do you want to join?

- No, not now.

- Then let's get the velvet boy with us,

he sure needs to lose.

- Yeah, okay.

- Kaj, there's something

I need to talk to about.

- Not now, I have to see the others.

Later, buddy.

Take a schnaps, it's on me.

Moster!

A double for Anton.

He's getting weirder all the time.

- Yes...

But we got him in a tight spot.

He's been in it too long now.

- So, who's starting?

The cops are coming.

Shall we cut and run?

- No, it's too dangerous.

Good evening, Jarne.

We need to talk to you.

You know what it's about.

Look at that one at the bar.

- The one with the quilted jacket?

- Yes, he looks a bit too young.

It's the police, come with us

outside for a moment.

- Me? Why is that?

- We just need to talk a bit.

Just come on.

Dammit. - He'll rat on

us anyway, the old one.

- No, then we would've been

taken along too. - Then what?

- I don't know.

How old are you?

Are you eighteen yet?

- No.

- What's your name?

- Anton Hansen.

- Do you have a job?

- No, not at the time.

- Do you have any ID on you?

- No...?

- We better take him with us.

But you threatened him to

hand out the money?

- Yes.

- How many?

- A few grand.

- Mr. Nielsen says it's

a question of 4.600.

What did you know about him?

- Well... he had Little-Svend with

him home a couple of times.

- How old is Little-Svend?

- Sixteen.

- And Mr. Nielsen knew that already?

- Yes.

- It says in the files

from your first case that

Mr. Nielsen was among the men

you had been together with

when you were fifteen or

sixteen years old.

- Well, that's why he was

so easy to threaten.

- When is the last time you had a job?

- A couple of years ago.

- Well then, that's all.

Can you approve the report?

- I guess I have too.

- Then sign here.

Sit him down and let me

get the file on Anton Hansen.

show that YOU will give way

Will you finish it?

- Yes.

ARRESTEES:

Here you go.

Please sit down.

You name is Anton Hansen?

When were you born?

- 4th of august 1930.

- Not yet eighteen then.

Do you have a permanent residency?

- Nikolajgade 5, first floor.

- Who do you live with?

- Some of my friends.

Kaj and Rosa Jensen.

- How long have you been town?

- A couple of weeks, at the most.

- Let's see what you've

got in your pockets.

Thanks.

Seventy kroner...

Where did you get those from?

- I uh...

got them with me from back home.

- Well, the address looks true.

But they were sent the 17th.,

that's almost three weeks ago,

and you only lived there two?

- Then... it must have been three.

- Can you tell me who sent this letter?

- My mother did.

- We found you in the sex bar. Do you

know what kind of place that is?

- No.

- Not at all?

- Well, maybe.

- How often have you come there?

- One or two-three times.

- That's not true.

We believe, that you have had

something to do with those men.

- I haven't.

Tell me, do you have

something on him?

- It's the first time we see him.

- Well...

we'll have to let him go then.

Let me tell you something.

You better stay away from that place.

It's bad company for you.

We know those guys hanging out there...

it goes wrong for most of them.

They become tough

and disinclined to work

and many of them end up as criminals.

You better find some work

as fast as possible.

If we meet you again, you won't

get away as easy as this time.

We know you now!

Half past nine.

I'm going to Riktor's place. I'm too

afraid to leave before he gets back.

- Do you think he'll rat on us?

- No, not Anton.

He probably need to give

up on living here though.

- So what? They

can't force him not to.

It's him.

- No god dammit, he's got his own key.

- Then who is it?

- Go and have a look.

Good morning, I'm sorry

to come by this early,

but I would like to

talk to Anton Hansen.

- He's not home.

- Oh, did he go out?

Then I assume it will take a

while before he gets back?

- No no, he's just out

fixing something...

- Can I wait for him here?

- Sure, be our guest.

- I have to tell you I came

all the way from Jutland.

- Yeah yeah, that's great.

- What's that?

- Good morning.

- She's an acquaintance of Anton's.

She'd like to wait for him here.

- Here? It could darn take a

while before he's coming.

We can tell him you've been here.

- Yes, but what am I to do...

I don't know anyone in this city.

- Oh come on, Kaj. She can

come in and get a pilsner.

- Egon...

Welcome in.

There will be no more for me, as of now.

I don't want to be in it any more.

Else? Are you here?

- I wrote that to you. Why

didn't you answer my letter?

- Your letter?

- Yes, that's why I decided

to come anyway.

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