Comments from you have emerged
where you describe your finance minister in very bad terms.
Is this to do with the video?
The first is a political smear-campaign. This murder is... too soon to say.
-The video's everywhere. -VG withheld it. It's an execution.
I meant your interview about Ulriksen.
All Nordic news channels showed us talking about our biggest problem.
-Did you leak it? -I asked him to.
We must put Ulriksen down a few notches to get the reform through.
-There's a spy amongst us. -Aren't you paranoid now?
Ellen may not let us see his material. We must get it before the police.
He interviewed lots of people. Taped them without their knowledge.
He bugs them, gets background for all kinds of "truths" he prints.
Neither of us trusted my husband. But you trust Mathiesen, I don't.
-Have you had death threats? -No, it's just some letters.
My wife is going to get shit scared.
Go to my husband's cottage. Find out what he knew that got him killed.
-1110. Could that be from Islam? -No, it's Norwegian.
-CK is our only Crusader King. -Sigurd Jorsalfare?
Yes. SJ. A hero to far right extremists.
We found a book title. "Man Down" by Hammern. What's that?
Mathiesen's got his own chapter! And you bring him!
-Ellen says you knew about the book. -Is it about me?
-No, about a minister. -Don't let her fool you.
I included how he kept me in the dark with secret meetings.
-And Stine? -I sent her to Tromso with the PM.
There you are!
Education. We've decided that education is infrastructure.
You won't get people behind you on that.
If you're not loyal, you're finished.
EPISODE 3: Ragnarok
Did you come straight here?
-He didn't see the train coming. -So he missed it?
I think he knows he can't win.
The other party leaders want to celebrate.
And I want to go home to Amelia.
-You celebrate. -No. I can't step in for you.
-Maybe in the future. -OK?
No! I'm the only one here who doesn't want your job.
Why is the greatest resistance always on the inside?
-We knew. -You knew.
-You screamed it when I started here. -People only thinking about themselves?
No, you said that politicians only think about themselves.
About their own power. Their own survival.
But today, I think we proved that wrong.
A bit.
-It takes more to make me an optimist. -A bit.
Just admit it. You have a bit more faith.
-We're not there yet. -That's for sure.
-Can we talk? -Spare me your excuse.
-I didn't intend to give one. -How many?
-How many what? -Pieces of silver were you promised?
-And you call him pretentious? -I made you who you are.
In six years you turned from a business school brat into a potential successor.
-Then you ruin everything. -You let yourself down.
Whatever side you're on, no one likes a Judas.
Working for you has made me feel so sick.
You're obsessed with bringing down your own boss.
I would have got this job anyway, to keep an eye on you.
That you didn't get that shows what reality you live in.
You don't even dare to come out of the closet, with your sick wife downstairs.
-You're finished. -Keep believing that.
-What are we celebrating? -Common sense. Us.
And New York.
So I'm allowed to go? What happened?
That you had to go to the basement bunker is no argument to keep you here.
You could take a law degree before you start on documentary film-making.
I can check out the options. It's your choice. But I can look into it.
The Liberal: I know who you are. I know about your secret.
You don't need to check that much, because I...
I have a directorate that can... Where are you going?
I have to write. I forgot a deadline.
-Can't you just sit here? -I have to concentrate.
I know who you are.
-Hello? -Are you by yourself?
-Yes. -Can I trust you?
Yes, of course.
Can I tell you something you can't tell Dad?
- As long as it's nothing criminal. - Good. That's all I wanted to know.
Hello?
-Was that Amelia? -Hush, don't say anything, OK?
OK.
-Hi, aren't you asleep? -No, I can't sleep at the moment.
One of us should sleep.
-Are you at home? -No, I'm on my way.
I took some moose burgers with gravy up from the freezer.
No one thinks I can do anything by myself anymore.
Sure, you can do most things, but not cook.
Every time I'm away you go to that petrol station.
I love you. You're right. You know what?
I'm sitting here with a double cheese burger and those ... cheese balls.
Yuck!
When this is over, we'll go to Krakow and eat at that great restaurant.
And afterwards we can both go to that mud thing.
-It's called a spa. -Right, that's what it was.
You go to sleep now. And call me whenever you want, darling.
-Good night, sweetheart. -Good night.
Hi.
-Do you have any cigarettes? -Sorry, I'm out.
Would it improve your mood if I went to buy some?
You said I had people I could trust in that group.
I walked straight into my own funeral. How did you not know about that?
-I never said I knew everything. -You damn well did.
Bragging about everybody confessing to you. You said you'd cover my back.
-Not everything works like that. -No, but you said this did.
When have I not been there for you?
-Listen, we still... -Shut up!
-I can find... -I realise I have to do this on my own.
-Just sleep. -I was dreaming.
-Did you find out anything? -You sleep. I'll call you tomorrow.
Thank you.
-What are you doing here? -Any news?
-Did you find out more about the book? -I haven't had time yet.
I get everything, right? I get to check his PC?
Of course. But the material is the responsibility of VG, you understand?
-As Ellen is ours. -Don't get too personally involved.
-Look who's talking. -You know what I mean.
24 hours ago you happily used me personally.
-I'm just saying we must clear this up. -To stop Hammern smearing the paper?
-Or to find out why he was killed? -Why not both?
-This isn't like you. -We've never been this pressured.
This could harm many people whose only mistake was to talk to Hammern.
I'm not a guy going for both, you know that! This is to protect Ellen!
-Who the fuck are you working for? -Who the fuck are you working for?
When will we get the script?
We must substantiate claims, e.g. about Mathiesen.
"Men Down"
"Sigurd Jorsalfare. We fight for Norway."
Are you going to kill an old man? Are you?
Peter... Peter, you must come. He's here...
The next cabinet meeting is in two days. Then our dear PM will depose of me.
Do you understand? Then it's just a question of time before you're sacked.
Do you always have to threaten me?
The journalist murder? We both know that was a security slip.
The extreme right have threatened many journalists.
The PM swept many under the carpet. But it's not enough.
So national security isn't enough?
One journalist has been killed. Woll has done nothing.
Are you after him, or do you want to sink the party?
I want everything you have on Woll.
All his statements, opinions and actions. Everything on his family.
-What do you think of the blog? -I don't have much time for blogs.
But he's sharing more than our cabinet memos.
Maybe I'm just jealous. He writes really well.
-Is he writing about you? -It is me.
-It's my blog. -You're "The Liberal"?
I didn't think it was an 18-year-old. I've borrowed phrases from it.
Look at the comment field.
I know your secret. PC14.
Someone knows it's you. It doesn't matter. It's a great blog.
It's not that. PC14. That's the problem.
The party conference?
When you broke your arm? When you fell down the stairs?
Not exactly.
Was there a reason why you fell? Were you drunk or...
-It wasn't drugs? -No.
It just...
I ended up in a situation with someone where I shouldn't have been.
Did someone hurt you?
-A man? -I tried to defend myself.
Did he break your arm?
Is this what I think it is?
-And you kept this to yourself? -This mustn't get out, you understand?
All hell will break loose. I'll be the raped daughter forever.
-Who? -No.
Have you told your father?
I'd never get a normal life. It would ruin us.
-Is it someone high up? -It must not get out.
No media will write about this unless you want them to.
-But if it came out like here... -I can close down the blog.
No, I'll try to find out who's posting this. I'll try and help you.
Really. I'll do everything I can. OK?
-Do you have friends you can talk to? -I have friends.
Right now I need someone like you.
Then you have to choose the coffin and the flowers.
What kind of ceremony do you want?
Christian, humanist, whatever you prefer.
He certainly wasn't Christian.
Do you know if he had put down his wishes in a will?
My husband didn't think he would die.
I thought as you mentioned a lawyer that there could be something there.
No.
I can see that he used a lawyer, but... I'll find out what he used him for.
You're saying you can't tell me what my husband used you for?
-I could if you'd been married. -We have a child together.
-I'm the one who's left behind. -It doesn't work like that.
You sent him invoices for a year. Not for much, but you did something.
I'm sorry.
-Why is he here? -My choice.
-He's a journalist. -And Hammern's colleague.
And in VG we work hard at finding out why he was killed.
-Is that a threat? -No. I just wanted to tell you.
But this is a threat.
To refuse to help the widow of a famous journalist is a cry for attention.
People use lawyers to keep things secret.
It's the principle that counts. I helped him with practical things.
-Is it his book? -It could for example be that.
Do you know who she is? A journalist?
-Why? -She keeps following us.
She was at Hammern's lawyer's. And in Ellen's neighbourhood. She eyed me.
Could be your good looks. Or maybe not.
In the same neighbourhood? Then outside the lawyer's across town?
I don't know her. Don't we have some magical picture search engine?
Yes. Send me an electronic letter and I'll try to search electronically.
Isn't there some lawyer we can use against that lawyer?
-To... -Get what he's got.
No. We're journalists. We'll try our way first.
It's Frank.
Yeah. Yes, yes.
Hi, how are you doing?
Hello?
-What is it? -Mathiesen? Frank!
Call the police. Now!
I can see you, Frank!
What do you want? We want to cooperate!
Listen to me now. Listen. We want to cooperate.
No!
Hey!
Frank, you'll be all right.
I can see what you want. Listen ...
No! Fuck!
-Where are you going? -To find out where he is!
Peter, you have to come. He's here...
PM Woll is here. He'd like to visit.
-Hi. -He'll be all right.
-Why is the PM here? -To show he takes this seriously.
-It looks good? -No, we take it seriously.
No other media know we're here. It's not a photo call.
-A courtesy visit then? -Think whatever you want.
I found a key to the flat next door.
There's nobody home. I'm going in. Coming?
You must be careful, promise?
-And I thought you were dead. -So did I.
You're not allowed to die. You promised to show me Machu Picchu.
With one eye?
Dear, oh dear.
-What do such people want with you? -You tell me.
I killed Hammern, and I'm his boss.
Hey... That interview with NRK...
How could you do that?
You didn't leak that yourselves?
Ulriksen will use this politically. Mobilisation, security, public safety.
It will backfire on him.
And what I have and haven't done. How we've conducted surveillance.
What warnings I've had. Quite a few.
He can't use that against you, that's nonsense.
Sorry... And the missus, how's she?
She's on her way, thank you. To finish the job.
To kill me.
She thinks I've been bloody careless.
Did you know that Hammern was writing a book about a minister?
-"Men Down"? -I can check with Johs.
-Excuse me. Hello? -You got a text.
-In a minute. -Now.
-I'm visiting someone in hospital. -It's about Amelia.
-Something to do with Amelia. -Say hello from me.
Your daughter was raped at the 2014 Party Conference
What's the matter?
Hello, sweetheart. Are you on your way home?
I got some spare time, so I can see you.
-Something wrong? -I have to go home.
-Hi. -Hi.
You OK?
You know what Mum demanded of me.
Lots of things.
That you must be able to confide in me.
I think you're doing a good job. But I don't have to tell you everything.
-Because I'm Dad or because the job... -Parents don't need to know everything.
What happened at the Party Conference two years ago?
-Nothing. -What really happened?
-I fell down the stairs at a party. -I heard differently.
-From whom? -Someone sent me a text.
You can't help me.
-Is that how you broke your arm? -Who said that?
-I'll do this your way. -No! Answer your phone.
-We have to talk. -Answer it, or I won't say anything!
Yes. I want a complete list of everyone who was at that party.
I won't be the one asking that question. Just make it possible.
The comments to the admission criteria, can we have a look at them?
- Everyone out. Now. - Two minutes.
What is it?
-You promised not to tell, then you do. -Amelia, I haven't told anyone.
Amelia, listen!
-Hi. -Hi.
-What's happened. -He's had an eye gouged out.
-What? -Yes.
But is he going to survive?
-In there. -OK.
Look at this, Ellen.
The entire family.
With... With my child?
-Do you know her? -I've never seen her before.
She's the one who was at the lawyer's.
-Sure? -Yeah.
I didn't see her.
Peter... She's coming.
Put the picture back. I'll do the photos.
Down, down.
-Who's in the picture I sent you? -I can't tell you.
She came to you after we left.
I'll be at yours in 10 minutes. You'll do as I say.
Don't come here. Meet me where I met Hammern.
-Here we are. -I don't break with my principles.
If you asked me to come for nothing, you're stupid.
-I wasn't finished. -We could put her on our web pages.
One of our 2 million readers will know her.
I know you. I know what you're capable of and willing to do.
-I followed your brother's case. -And ?
I like what you did there.
-She's Hammern's wife. -Yeah, Ellen.
Margrete, the woman in the picture. She was married to Hammern.
I had to prepare the break-up and child custody.
-He was married to who? -Margrete.
Some men have messy changes in their lives.
As he died,
the inheritance process will be a mess for my client, who wants to wait.
You couldn't tell me this at your office?
That's where we get to the tricky part.
This belonged to Hammern. It contains things I don't want to get involved in.
I'll deny any involvement with anything contained in here.
What's in the bag?
I'll tell you if you promise to keep me out of this.
Why do you trust me?
Because I think you're a man of your word.
In that bag there's stuff from people who appreciate Viking ships.
Who hate Jews and dislike Muslims, a very unusual combination.
Hammern met several of his sources in this room.
I don't want to get mixed up in this.
End up as the defence lawyer of madmen on the extreme right... no.
Here's Hammern's crap. Including lots of SIM cards. Check it out.
-Hi. -Hi.
-How's he doing? -Good. He's asleep.
-His wife's in there. -Good.
And you?
Hammern had married another woman whilst living with Ellen.
No?
I found someone Hammern chatted a lot to. He's logged on now.
Who's that?
It must be the subject of his book. It says "Men Down".
-A minister? -Looks like it.
-I'll publish the book in a few days. -Meet me. Same place.
They've met several times at the same map reference.
Write this: "Meet me in two hours."
"Or read about this in VG." Sign it Peter Veras.
-Are you sure? -Yeah, just keep it quiet.
"Meet me in 2 hours where you met Hammern or read about it in VG."
Noreason isn't replying,
but we only know the chat programme's open, not that he's checking.
And the SIM cards? Any repeated calls?
There's one SIM card only used for one number.
-Not registered to anyone. -Send it to me.
And call when he answers the chat.
No doubt he's personally involved in this.
He's been briefed.
-So this is thought through? -We have to get this out.
-They're classified documents. -Not the documents, what Woll's done.
There's been another attack on a journalist.
-We need more time. -We haven't got time.
The number belongs to: Peter Veras
I can only help you if I know what's wrong.
I didn't understand it ... until now.
-Understand what? -Why she changed her mind.
Why Amelia wanted to go to New York. Do you know anything about this?
I know she phoned Inger Marie yesterday, but wasn't supposed to know.
-Hi... Wait, please. -I don't want to talk to you.
-I'd tell you if I talked to him. -We have nothing unsaid.
I said nothing. He got an anonymous text.
I understand that you want control. But he'll step down.
-Do you understand? -That's why I didn't say anything.
You didn't want any attention. Imagine how much you'll get if he steps down.
You have to talk to him. I can try to help you.
I can help you to make him do what you want, but you have to talk to him.
You don't realise how far he'd go to protect me.
He smashed an office chair to pieces because I didn't know where you were.
-Please? -You brought him with you?
I was supposed to find you.
He's not coming with.
No, no. I'll take care of him.
OK?
You didn't understand that I wanted to be alone.
Hans, just drive.
OK.
I'm going to New York. Now.
I can move straight into a commune on campus.
This thing that happened...
To let you go because of something like that... I can't do that.
-I'm 18 now, so... -I'll go with you.
-Don't be ridiculous. -I won't let you be alone with this.
You know why this emerged now? It's what they want. This is not about me.
I only care about you. This is just work. I don't put my work before you.
But you can't step down. You have to make this go away.
Sort it out. You sort everything out.
If you told me who it was, I could take control, and Johs and Inger Marie...
-No, don't go there! -They're using you to get to me!
Don't let them! Don't put this over on me!
Let them keep going, and I'll go away!
Dad, I'm not the important thing now. Keep your focus.
Focus? Nothing matters other than to protect you, don't you understand that?
Should I work 15 hours a day without knowing how you are?
-You can't protect me from everything. -Who?
It's too late to become a stay-at-home father.
I have to get away from you, do you understand that?
-Found out any more? -Just lots of fascist crap.
-Research for Hammern. -Who am I meeting?
Shut the door. You mentioned him writing some book about a minister?
I couldn't localise the chat ID, but a friend tracked the phone call.
-The same person? -Not necessarily.
But guess where it came from? Right across the street.
-The finance minister? -The man with the money.
I checked. It's Peter Veras in VG. Editorial comments department.
-Colleague of Hammern. -Same place. Did they work together?
I'm at Snaroya. Where Hammern met some minister several times.
Who?
The finance minister's number was there.
-Do you know what he wants? -I have no idea.
I'm guessing that "Men Down" is about him.
I'll call you later.
-Do you have a recorder? -I don't work like that.
-Your phone. -Sorry.
-Your phone. -Ask the finance minister to come out.
-Everything will be fine, he can relax. -It's not him I'm working for.
-It's the wrong day to pressurise me. -I didn't choose it.
-Did you send the email? -No.
-Nothing about my daughter? -No idea what you mean.
I got Hammern's research. This place, this meeting.
And it appears several times.
If you don't want to talk, read it in VG tomorrow.
He wanted to ruin my political project.
I said he could write whatever. I'd have him convicted for surveillance.
-And for theft of private property. -He's dead.
If he treated the crook like he treated me, he asked for it.
-Did he have anything on you? -Nothing.
-Then you wouldn't have come here. -He had nothing on me.
He wanted to sacrifice someone close to me. He wanted to write a book about it.
Because he must have known that VG wouldn't accept his work methods.
And he had good assistance from someone in my party.
I want to find out who. You can have that story.
If you promise to withhold it until I know who.
-Who? -Who Hammern cooperated with.
They're going after my daughter now. Understand?
I must know what Hammern was up to. What's the secret here? Tell me now.
Someone wants to stop my education project, Yggdrasil.
It's going to cost money, understand? A lot of money.
Don't turn yourself into a pawn. It costs money...
Dad!
End of episode 3