Journal 64 (The Purity of Vengeance) (Journal 64)

BASED ON THE NOVEL BY JUSSI ADLER-OLSEN

Dragør Beach 1961

- I didn't think you'd come. - Of course I came!

- What about your dad? - I don't care. I ran and ran!

I'm so in love with you.

I can't believe we're having a baby.

I love you.

Dirty whore!

Whoring with your cousin, are you?!

- Stop it. - Stay right there!

This will have consequences!

I guarantee you!

- Come here! - Tage!

I'll kick your ass if you follow us!

- Let go! - Shut up!

Carl.

Carl.

- I read the reference you wrote me. - Yes.

Too much?

"Assad has been on my staff in Department Q since 2013.

He has performed his duties as expected. Carl Mørck."

Five years, Carl. Is that the best you could do?

It makes no difference. You already got the job.

Excuse us!

This is a place of work!

- Hey... - I need a smoke.

Carl, I have one week left here.

- Are you okay with me leaving? - Yes.

You've been stuck in that basement long enough.

It's not weird that we won't be working together?

We're colleagues at a police station.

A year from now we'll hardly say hi when we meet.

Five years from now it's: "Remember Carl Mørck?"

And it'll take you a couple of seconds to get it.

"Colleagues at a police station"?

Is that what we are?

Yes.

But I'll miss those puppy eyes.

- Good thing I'm leaving then. - It's perfect.

You fucking suck at the most basic human relationships.

On the contrary. I see it crystal clear. That's what's so frustrating.

You win, Carl. Sleep well.

- Won't you join us? - No.

There's an empty chair...

Shut up, Bak. What the hell would we talk about?

Shut the fuck up!

Or I'll punch in your front teeth! Goddamn, they're ugly!

- I'm sorry... - I don't fucking care!

There's nothing more annoying than drivers who freeze at intersections.

Except of course bikers.

Bikers are really fucking annoying.

What did you say, you fucking shithead?

What are you doing, man?!

Fuck you, man!

Korsør Harbor 1961

Get out.

Go on.

Hello, Nete. Gitte Charles.

- I'm here to take you to Sprogø. - Yes.

"Yes, Miss Charles."

Yes, Miss Charles.

- Are you okay? - Yes. Let's go.

- A nurse will be right with you. - Thank you.

Specialist Curt Wad

- I'm Beate. - Nour.

Doctor Wad, who will perform the procedure, will be here shortly.

Normally, we'd ask for your social security number-

- but you've agreed to the procedure being done anonymously.

Right... Please change and I'll be back to get you.

The drawings don't correspond with what's in the apartment.

I've seen some crazy walls but never a room that was sealed.

After 20 years in real estate nothing surprises me. Hold this.

I've seen it all.

Maybe I should wait. I don't feel safe here. All alone.

Nour, everything will be fine.

And you confirm that you want this pregnancy terminated?

Yes.

It's that one.

Yeah, it's hollow alright.

Knock yourself out, Torsten.

- And we're through. - Hang on. Let me have a look.

THE PURITY OF VENGEANCE

I'm extremely easy to work with, if I do say so myself.

Mostly, you've directed traffic. That doesn't involve much investigation.

No, but I'm a bloodhound for details.

Like when my date loses a piece of jewelry: "Oh my God, where is it?"

I always find it.

And I've always been able to spot the killer on TV.

"He's the killer!" "They didn't say that." "No, but wait and see."

Bingo. It's always the disabled guy. I have the 'Midsomer Murders' box set.

And why Department Q? You write you think it's a perfect fit.

Yes.

I've heard that it's not really your style to do things by the book.

Throw away the book! That's so me! Fuck the book.

- Am I interrupting? - Not at all. Hi, Bak. Come on in.

Thank you for coming.

- So, you'll send me an email or...? - No... Uh, yes. We'll call you.

- Are there many applicants? - No. Thanks for coming.

- Have you already found a new Assad? - No. Carl doesn't like any of them.

Don't pick that guy. He's a pain in the ass.

Oh, really? I didn't notice. Thanks for the heads-up.

- Can we help you? - Nah, I'm off to the archives.

The murder case of the century just landed on my desk.

I'm checking for similar cases from before my time.

They were discovered in an apartment this morning.

Damn.

- You got the case by the lakes? - Yes. Don't sound so surprised.

- Carl? - Rose...

I can't find my away around this system. Is it online or...?

Where are you off to?

Carl? It's my case!

Carl!

What's going on?

The moron's trying to take over my case.

Doesn't it piss you off when he leaves in the middle of a conversation?

Carl! What's going on? Bak says you are taking his case.

He'd never be able to take on something this big.

The guy once used letters in Sudoku.

- What are you doing? - I still have a week left on the job.

- Who owns the apartment? - Hi, Gunnar.

Does Bak know you're here?

Yes, he asked me to take a look. It was a bit much for him.

A Gitte Charles is the tenant. We've tried to reach her but in vain.

Damn...

Would you like to hear the menu?

Embalmed penis with testicles.

And here we have ovary.

And over here, abdomen.

- Can I borrow that? - Sure.

Fuck, man...

- What's that? - What?

It's a sweetheart key. It symbolizes having the key to someone's heart.

It's shaped as a heart.

- Worthless. - Are you sure? It looks like...

- I once had one myself. - You did?

Give me that.

- Was the chair lying like that? - Yes, it was knocked over.

There was supposed to have been one more person.

The Girls' Home Sprogø 1961

Open a bit wider.

Stick out your tongue.

You're very healthy, Nete.

When was your last period?

A few days ago.

How do you see your future, Nete?

I'll marry Tage when he turns 18 in one year.

Tage...

- Is he your cousin? - My boyfriend.

- We're... getting married. - Yes.

And children?

Tage is from a big family with many siblings.

So we'll have at least four.

So, Tage plans to become a doctor or a lawyer-

- since he intends to provide for all these children?

He helps his dad on the farm.

And next year he'll start fishing so that he can get his own boat.

His own boat...

Let me show you something, Nete.

I show this to all the new girls on the island.

Come here.

Come on.

Sit.

What do you see?

They...

They're dead.

Yes, they're dead.

But what else?

They have maintained their dignity.

You do see that, don't you?

It's very important, Nete.

And this is what we're trying to help you with here.

Restoring your dignity.

We must all contribute to the new welfare society we wish to establish.

Do you understand?

It's not about you or me but about us.

- Doctor Wad, dinner is served. - Thank you, sweet Gitte.

Nete...

Your father has given us primary custody of you.

It may be years before I assess you to be mature enough to return home.

So you might as well forget Tage. For your own good.

That's all, Gitte.

In today's 12 o'clock news -

- we'll open with an alarming discovery in Copenhagen.

What has happened, Elisabeth?

Builders made a gruesome discovery in this building in downtown Copenhagen.

Three mummified bodies seated at a dining table.

Keld Sørensen, property manager, was first man on the scene.

- What are your thoughts on this? - I've never seen anything like it.

The police aren't giving out much information -

- but the hunt for the perpetrator is in full swing.

Nete Hermansen, 60 years old at the time of death.

The body was drained of fluids, eventually mummifying the body.

The internal organs were removed -

- the abdomen preserved in a separate glass showcase filled with ethanol.

Do we know the cause of death?

Overdose of Hyoscyamus niger. Henbane.

The first Arab hospitals used it as an anesthetic.

It was also used in German beer up until the 16th century.

In smaller doses it's an intoxicant. In larger doses it paralyses the CNS.

It's a slow and agonizing death.