The Team

Hi, cowboy. 25 euros... and I speak German, French, Spanish...

Maria? - No, Pink Diamond.

Maria... It's me, Jean-Louis.

BUSY

Hi, Greta. - Hi.

Jean-Louis! How did you find me?

Can we go for a walk?

Yeah.

Yes?

OK.

I was wondering when I was going to hear from you.

Mommy?

Mommy?

Good morning, Sugarsweet. - Good morning, Audra.

Mommy?

Mommy?

What's up, Kit? - Hi, Harald.

I've got William McLean from Europol here. I'm putting you on speaker.

Hi there, Harald. - Hello there, William.

Are you enjoying Switzerland?

Yes, I am, actually.

I think we've got something that might interest you.

OK.

A Lithuanian woman was murdered last night at the Hotel Europe in Copenhagen.

Here are some photos you should see, Harald.

Her name is Vaida Alomis.

She was found by her five-year-old daughter, shot through her left eye.

Right middle finger cut off and removed from the crime scene.

Friday night, the same thing happened in Antwerp.

Greta Orlova, Lithuanian again, expensive call girl...

Killed by a shot through her left eye, finger cut off and removed,

this time the right index finger.

The day before, the same MO in Berlin. Maria "Schmidt".

ID undetermined, but German, killed by a shot through her left eye.

Once again a finger is missing,

this time the little finger on her right hand.

Has the press gotten wind of the MO?

No. - I'd keep it like that for a while.

Europol is setting up a joint investigation team between Berlin,

Antwerp and Copenhagen.

Well...

Does sound interesting, doesn't it?

Good. Your colleagues will be from Antwerp,

Chief Inspector Alicia Verbeek, and Jackie Mueller.

Who? - Jackie Mueller.

Police Superintendent from the BKA in Berlin. Ring a bell?

Harald?

Think I'll have to pass on this one. - What?

I'm on vacation with my wife.

Are you serious? - I'm sorry.

Take care now.

Harald?

He rang off.

Was it beautiful up there?

Who did you climb with?

You know you're going to be a father soon.

I've been practicing for that route for a week.

That's not necessary. It's not necessary, goddammit.

Shouldn't you pack, you've got a plane to catch?

No. I'm staying here.

What?

I'm going to let Finn handle it. - Finn?

Finn.

Are you serious? Don't you want to catch him before he kills again?

We are on holiday and you're not allowed to fly. I'm not leaving you here alone.

I have loads of reading to do. I'll be fine.

I'll just catch the train home tomorrow.

Didn't you say she was shot in the eye?

What wasn't she supposed to see? Or what did she see?

What did she see, what did the other women see?

Liv...

I love you.

Is something wrong?

No.

Jackie! - Lilli, can you get that?

Hello?

Yes.

It's for you, Mommy. - Thank you, sweetie.

Jackie speaking. - Jackie? It's Rainer Stark.

Who was that Danish Chief Superintendent you were in New York with?

What was his name?

I don't remember, why? - He's in.

He will be the Danish part of our team.

Harald Bjørn! Of course. That's it.

Do you have a problem with that? - No, why should I?

The man is good at what he does? - Yes.

Thank you again for choosing my daughter to be your assistant on this case.

Don't mention it. - OK, right.

OK.

Was that necessary?

You have such an awful father?

Come on. We're late. Come on.

Mommy, how come you're not going ice skating with us?

Sweetie, I have work to do.

But tell Dad to take some photos when you're on the ice.

Sari is taking them skating. I'm just dropping them off. I have a meeting.

Bye.

Have fun.

Yeah, ice skating! - Bye!

Hurry up, let's go.

Maria "Schmidt"... isn't anyone missing you?

Let's get started. Come on.

Finn...

They know one another, the women.

Yes, and there are four. Not three. There's one more woman.

Who is the fourth one? And will she be next?

I'll get it sent to Berlin and to Antwerp and to Harald.

Harald Bjørn.

Hi, it's Jackie... Mueller.

It's been a long time. - Yeah, yeah...

Yeah, it has.

I just wanted to say hi before we meet later.

That's a good idea.

So how have you been?

I'm fine. And you? - Well, you know...

Yeah.

You still married?

Yeah, I am.

And you, have you... - Yeah yeah. Just last year,

soon to be a father.

Wow!

What about Antwerp? Have you heard who it will be?

Alicia Verbeek, do you know her? - Wait a second...

No, I don't know her.

Did you receive the photo? - Of the women? Yeah, I did.

At first, I was convinced

the motive for the murders lay within a deviant corner

of the perpetrator's mind.

But now? - Well, it's this photo, isn't it?

Why the eyes?

Maybe they're witnesses to something.

We should shift our view from something pathological to something even bigger?

Yes. I think so.

Yeah, that makes sense.

Why are we talking about this again? - Things are different now.

Forgive me for being blunt, but I think you created the problem yourself.

Assuming I forgive you for being blunt, how did I create the problem myself?

By handing the case to Alicia Verbeek.

She's young, very ambitious and very much a woman.

Until this morning, Greta Orlova was just a dead high-class hooker

in a hotel courtyard. The past will be kept out of this case.

That won't be easy. I assume I... - Frank! That wasn't a question.

You just made a mistake. It can happen to anyone. We all make mistakes.

Especially women?

And Frank, calm down. You've already proved you are good at what you do.

Take it easy, Frank, slow down a bit.

Alicia Verbeek is to be kept on a short, a very short leash.

Hi there. - Hi, Kit.

That photograph... What can you tell me about it?

It's from 2008. Taken on the Croisette, in Cannes, during the film festival.

There's a newspaper in the photo.

With a headline about that mafia film, "Gomorra", it won the Grand Prix.

Does he cut off their fingers to get their rings?

Maybe. Are you running face recognition on the fourth?

I'll make sure it's done quickly. - OK, bye.

Mrs. Orlova, I know you're grieving for your daughter, Greta,

and I'm very sorry that we have to do this now...

But if you can help us in any way at all...

I would like to ask you to look at this picture

and tell me whether you know this girl. This fourth girl.

It must be very hard for you, as a mother,

to accept that your daughter makes a living by selling her body,

by selling herself,

but you don't have to be ashamed about it. Not with me.

I'm not ashamed of my daughter. I'm proud she follows in my footsteps.

Followed.

You're proud? - Yes.

Excuse me.

These are your daughter's belongings. Can you please make sure it's all there?

Except for the ring, of course.

I believe you know who killed your daughter.

I'd like to go home.

And the two other girls, Mrs Orlova?

There are two other families grieving for the loss of their children.

Look!

Maria, Vaida.

Look at the picture, please.

Your daughter, Greta.

Who is she? Who is the fourth girl?

Look at the picture. Look at it. Mrs. Orlova.

Look! Hello? Just look at the fucking picture!

Here, who is she?

You know her. I can see it in your eyes. Who is she?

I assume you came to Belgium all the way from Lithuania

because you believe in the system, you believe in democracy and justice.

Now, tell me, don't you want revenge? Don't you want to avenge your daughter?

Revenge? - Yes.

Sugarsweet! Sugarsweet! Please!

Audra! I'm sorry.

Harald, thanks for coming back. Where's the sports car?

Well, I'm going to be a father now, so...

Well, then there's also room for a lift. - Sure.

Who's running this place? - Billy.

Billy the Kid? - Now it's Billy the King.

Billy is the hotel's administrator,

apparently with carte blanche to use the place however he sees fit.

We still haven't found the victim's finger, nor the murder weapon.

It's understandable he's pissed off.

What kind of idiot chucks a dead body into his little kingdom?

This is where Billy and Sugarsweet ran their illegal brothel, with ten girls.