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See you at 6:
30 pm.

Let's have a little chat.

- I have nothing to say to you.

Don't you come here all high

and mighty and try to trick us.

How dare you, you little b*tch?

So you're Malthe's niece!

I'll figure you out yet!

I'll figure out

what you two are up to!

What have you gotten me into?

It wasn't meant to go this far.

What about mum and dad?

What a funny place

to pick for the delivery.

Strange... 2000 isn't enough.

- You don't know my salary.

What's the time?

- Almost 7.

I have something to show you.

- I'll be back in a second!

It's a load of rubbish!

- He'll help her carry the parcel.

Get going, son.

You're being too hard on him.

- The post office closes at 6.

So they'll have to run.

Find out what they're up to.

She'll get him into trouble.

Sure.

Anything to avoid

the smell of your split peas.

Is everything okay?

Come on!

- What are we going to do?

Do you want to earn

that money or what?

Yes...

- Then come on.

Here we are.

- Hadn't we better go home?

No, come on.

What the hell

are you doing here?

You must be out of your minds.

You're not allowed down here.

We have to fetch a parcel.

- Please help us.

I'll explain it all later.

- Is it illegal?

You owe me an explanation.

- Just push!

Can you see it?

- Push me higher.

Go on, push!

- All right!

What's inside?

Let's just get out of here!

Find a way

to get down in the sewers.

Look, we agreed that...

- Calm down, Zlow.

What the hell's going on?

Where's Emma?

- We overlooked a possibility.

Rodzianko!

- Don't you tell a soul!

I didn't think this kind

of thing happened in real life.

See you tomorrow at 6.

I'll pay for everything.

We'd better hide this.

- Why?

Use your head.

- Okay.

We'll say we're going to the

cinema. Then they'll allow us out.

You promised

not to ask any questions.

I see.

I'll get us some bread.

- You just mend that organ-

- and I'll fetch the bread.

I've come to get some bread.

- We're all set for tomorrow.

Get a move on!

- All right.

You're exactly the right type.

I'm talking to you!

I just want to talk to you.

But if you want to play first...

Get the hell out of here!

Don't you wreck my store

just because you're drunk.

Goodbye!

They're really out to get you.

Was he one of them?

Can I use the kitchen door?

- Of course.

Are you feeling better?

Not a bad idea.

- A girlfriend of mine thought...

Name and address?

- Malthe...

Malthe Eliasson.

And the address?

- Poppelgade 11.

Yes...

Check the names.

- Yes.

Hello?

Is this the Grand Hotel?

I have to make some reservations

for my father, Mr. Eliasson.

- Yes. -

We want the suite.

Just for one night.

The four of us will

be arriving at 7 pm.

Don't put them there.

- The kitchen. I have to change.

I want to look nice as well.

Where did you get those papers?

- Where we got the cat.

Why all the rush?

- We're going to the movies.

Don't come home smelling

like the sewers again!

Get a car and six officers.

- Six?

- Yes. -

He's done time for assault.

Malthe Eliasson. The one with...

- Yes.

We're leaving, Malthe.

- No!-

You owe me that.

Let's go!

You owe me that!

You'd better hide the cat.

Pay up

and leave the rest to me.

Yes?

- A suite for Mr. Eliasson.

Eliasson?

My father's out paying the cab.

- Yes. -

We'd like the bill right away.

We're leaving early tomorrow.

As you wish.

Can I help you, sir?

Come on, daddy.

We'll send up the bill.

Please sign here.

Which champagne do you prefer?

We have Dom Perignon-

- sec or brut.

One of each. You prefer brut,

don't you, daddy?

And some lemonades.

- Food?

Dinner will be brought to you.

- I want bread pudding with cream.

Do you have any luggage?

- It's on its way.

What happens now?

- You're all invited-

- to a Russian dinner.

Make yourselves at home.

Did you get wet?

- Shut up!

Have yourself a bubblebath.

- But won't they mind?

We're paying for it.

Do you want to try?

- No!

Where do you want to dine?

- Just leave it up to us.

Bon appetit! If you need

anything, just ring the bell.

Bon appetit...

Have they left?

This is wonderful!

Unbelievable.

Have a king prawn.

One of those.

How cozy.

Go ahead.

This is becoming a bit eerie.

Come here.

Come on!

You're a sissy, Gustav.

Champagne...

Medium-dry.

Is it strong?

- No, my father often drinks it.

Mogga...

The night we bumped

into one another...

That was my lucky night.

- When you bumped into me.

Yes...

Cheers.

Cheers, Malthe.

So it was hers?

- Yes.

Go back and get more details.

I'm going to the station.

Don't let him drink too much.

Just let him enjoy himself.

- He goes crazy when he's drunk.

He's just having a good time.

- You're mad.

We're getting out of here.

Come on, Gustav.

- I was just feeding the cat.

Come on.

Did they leave?

- Yes.

Cheers!

You start talking or I'll

have to beat it out of you!

Where is Malthe?

- Calm down, Tage.

He's at the Grand Hotel...

with her.

In the suite.

He's in the suite...

Malthe?

Yes?

Do you have lice?

- Yes. -

If I had my organ here-

I'd play for you.

That doesn't matter.

I'd better go home now.

The same goes for you.

- Yes. -

Come on.

- Yes.

POLICE PATROL:

Goodbye and thank you.

Can I try?

Blasted!

There!

Emma?

Come here, Emma.

Emma!

No, stop, Malthe!

Don't worry.

The lower basement is locked.

We're moving in nice and easy.

I don't want anything

to happen to the girl.

Eliasson, open that door!

Malthe?

I've something to tell you.

- I won't let them touch you.

That's not it!

My name's not Mogga!

It's not Mogga at all!

And I'm not from Russia!

You have to listen!

You have to!

I made it all up!

Now he's gone

completely bonkers.

Let's go.

I don't want to.

- I always put up with everything.

But not anymore.

All manholes within a kilometer

of here must be uncovered.

No need to worry. She just

needs absolute peace and quiet.

Thank you very much.

- Yes?

May we have a chat with Emma?

- That is out of the question.

She needs to rest.

- I understand perfectly.

But it's very important.

- Here's what's important!

Leave us alone. You've made

a big enough mess already.

They've caught the man. I'll

see to it that he's punished.

Right.

Malthe... Malthe...

You'll stay with her?

Just leave it outside the door.

He keeps repeating that we must

leave the girl alone. That's all.

There are too many lose ends.

Let's say the girl herself...

- Nonsense.

Leave the Zlows alone.

Besides, the man has a record.

But we must question the girl.

- The case is closed. Excuse me.

- Yes. -

Sometimes it's hard to explain

your job to the children.

But the one about the

jigsaw puzzle always works.

The strand and lock of hair

seem to come from the same girl.

Seems to?

- It's more than likely.

What if the Zlows have

the rest of this newspaper?

I'm sorry, but...

I thought your boss had

ordered you to stay away.

Just one question. Do you have

the Monday edition of Politiken?

In the stack in the kitchen.

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