The Candidate Page #4

What do you want to know?

- What can I do to stop this.

People are like animals.

When they are threatened,

they react in one out of two ways.

Eitherthey run fortheirlives,

or they stop and fight.

I bet you're a runner, Bechmann.

So run.

Yes?

Take it easy now, pal.

- No! There she is! There she is!

No!

- Don't move!

Let me out. I want to talk to a lawyer.

Let me out.

Just take it easy, okay?

My name is Jonas Bechmann.

I'm a lawyer myself.

You have not read my rights. Take

these off, and let me call a lawyer.

You'll get a lawyer, don't worry.

Until then, take it easy.

You called Camilla. Leave

a message, and I'll call you back.

All in all we have three scenarios:

One about wills-

one about joint ownership,

and one about family responsibilities

Good.

That was all fortoday.

Stay where you are!

- Camilla...

Camilla.

- No...

It's not me on that DVD.

And the girl isn't dead.

Who is she?

She's nobody.

- Why did she take you home then?

She didn't.

- Right... It was a hotel!

Did you kill her?

- She's not dead. I saw her yesterday.

Then go to the police.

- I can't. I have to find them.

Find who, Jonas?

- The ones who killed my dad.

Now they're after me.

They made the film to blackmail me.

They're watching us.

- Jonas.

Don't go home!

Go to the summer house.

I'll pick you up in a couple of days.

Look...

Camilla?

What was her name? The girl

you danced with. Louise's friend?

Who?

- The girl you danced with.

Relax!

The police are looking for you.

Michael, I have to talk to her.

- Well, I definitely don't!

Hey, you look terrible, man!

What's going on?

- Think! Did she mention her name?

Hername is important!

- I think her name was Sarah.

Did she say

where she works?

In a clothes store.

- Where?

Come...

- Are you crazy?

I don't want to see her again...

It's embarrassing.

Do you realize

what she wanted me to do?

Hi.

- Hi.

What's up?

- We're closed.

Okay...

Well, I just wanted a word with you.

Right... It's not very convenient.

- Nice evening the other day...

Well, it wasn't really nice.

What do you want?

We're looking for your friend.

I don't know where she is.

- Have you got hernumber?

No.

You don't have her number?

- You have to leave.

Okay.

Bye.

- Bye.

She's lying.

- Who's the liar here?

Come on.

Let's go home.

- Stop that!

No, I don't want to.

Wouldn't you be sorry, if you

weren't invited to his birthday?

Where is she?

- I don't know.

Mummy?

- It's alright, we're only talking.

Tell me where she is.

- Listen, I don't know her.

She came up to me in the bar

and asked for a favour...

What does she do?

She's an escort girl.

- Where?

Elite Escort.

Mummy?

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