The Candidate Page #5

Come on, Freya. Let's go.

Go, Freya.

Good evening, and welcome.

- Thank you.

Thanks.

Please...

Stay put!

My boyfriend is in the cloakroom.

- No, he isn't.

You came to meet a client,

and that client is me.

What do you want?

- I want to know what's going on.

Welcome. Would you like

to start with champagne?

Yes, please.

Excuse me. The ladies' room?

- This way, please.

Tell me what happened!

- I will!

Let's go and sit down.

You spiked my drink, didn't you?

Didn't you!?

Yes, with a rape drug.

I was told to get you into the room,

until you passed out.

Here you go.

Enjoy yourselves.

They took your clothes off...

And then they shot the film.

Who are "they"?

They booked me through the agency.

I was to meet them outside the hotel

yesterday, but they didn't show up.

Now I have an address, where

I can pick up the money, when...

When what?

When it's over.

When will it be over?

Get up!

You can't imagine what they'll do.

- I don't care.

We're not going to the police.

What's the address?

- Please don't.

The address!

- Islands Brygge.

Why didn't you just pay them?

- I did.

They'll kill her. She did what you told

her.

What are you talking about?

- Just pay them.

Camilla!

Camilla!

Camilla, don't worry.

Drop it!

The money.

Where is it?

In the car.

The key is in the ignition.

Camilla?

Dig!

Let her go.

- Dig!

Don't.

Keep her out of this.

I'm the one you want.

Please don't...

Leave her alone!

No!

No!

POLICE:

POLICE:

Camilla...

- She was worried and called me.

She said you might be here.

These were the ones

who blackmailed me.

I can help you out of this mess.

But you have to let me handle it.

Yes...

Thanks a lot.

The two cops... One year ago

they worked in the evidence room.

They did it.

They gave the syringe to my Dad

and expected it to disappear.

And then it turned up in court.

If my Dad had told about them,

they would go to jail.

Go home and get some sleep, Jonas.

I'll take care of it tomorrow.

Martin told me everything.

They shot each other.

Yes.

No.

I did it.

I thought...

I shot both of them.

I did it.

What do we do now?

I'll go home and call Martin.

Then I give myself up.

Help me, for God's sake!

I found them, Martin.

In yourboathouse.

It was all done foryou, Jonas.

Otherwise you'd never

have moved on.

I just wanted to help you along.

Your phone's ringing.

Who was it?

- Just someone from the office.

When did you last get some sleep?

Ayear ago.

It's ringing again.

I found it. You'd packed it away

with the rest ofhis stuff.

You've got his phone,

and so what?

You said it yourself.

My Dad recorded

all important conversations.

Peterspeaking.

I'm on my way in.

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