Gidseltagningen (2017–…): Season 2, Episode 5 - Episode #2.5 - full transcript

Where is your cellphone?
The one you used in Syria?

It's a video of Danish soldiers
getting killed in Syria.

Here's the number.

Charlie cleared. One tango down.
Zulu 1-2. Moving in.

Help!

All members of the police have
30 seconds to leave the ferry!

Abort.

- Do you hear anything?
- It got quiet.

Saturday 6:01 a.m.

Here, Mahdi.

- Unlock it.
- Okay.



Here you go.

No videos. Or could they be hidden
somewhere in the phone?

The phone has no videos.

Only photos.
Mostly of these two.

It's the wrong phone.

- June gave you a made-up number.
- I'll get this under control, A.

You better.

Fuck!

We have to handle this ourselves.
Come on.

Inga Hvalso.

- What are we gonna do with her?
- Right, brother. She's Sunni, too.

Come on.
One, two, three.

The number you got from June
belongs to the captain's wife.

- I'm gonna smack the number out of her.
- She'll choose death before giving it.



- Maybe I should just kill her!
- No. We still need her alive.

What about our brothers on land?
They know nothing about this.

That's the way it's supposed to be.
We only communicate through A.

- Can A even get us off the boat?
- That's the plan. Right now we wait.

That's the fucking escape plan?
To fucking wait? Hassan is dead! Dead!

- We wait...
- No! Fuck this waiting!

- I don't wanna wait!
- You don't trust me? Huh?

Go ahead, jump in the water.
Swim away, both of you. Go on.

No? Then you take the first watch
on deck. Do you hear me?

I'll take the fucking watch,
but I'll fix her first.

Better be fast.

What are you doing?

Wrong number, huh?

That'll fucking teach you!

- They're gonna freeze to death.
- Forget it. Let's finish the food lady.

Don't worry.
I'll get us off this fucking boat.

I'll take care of us, brother.

BELOW THE SURFACE II

- Soren, breathe. Look at me.
- Fucking bad decision!

Mathias. Come here.
We'll handle it later.

Okay?
Rig down, now.

Cramer...

- Cramer, did you see Philip?
- Not now.

Mathias, calm down.

Let me in. My husband is
the captain of the ferry. Hvalso.

- Call the relatives hotline.
- What's going on out there?

- They say there are six dead.
- I don't know anything.

Last night's hijacking of the Ane is
a nightmare come true for many Danes.

- My thoughts go to the victims...
- Is that the ferry?

They say five or six people are dead.

- Who would do such a thing?
- They don't know.

They think they might be Danish Muslims.
Madmen!

- Rene, can you charge this?
- Where did you get that?

Can you?

I can bring it to the shed, try to find
a charger or solder something together.

- Don't take it apart like the vacuum.
- Oh come on.

- Do you want my help or not?
- Take good care of it.

I'll treat it like my own.

Open your eyes.
Say something. Stay alert.

- What do you want me to say?
- Why are you even on board?

I followed...

I followed the car
when they took you on board.

Did you see the video?
Philip!

Did you see the video?
Head up. Open your eyes.

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

- What happened?
- They shot Elias.

- Who shot him? ISIS?
- No, Russian soldiers, maybe.

- I need the computer.
- They didn't follow you, did they?

- No, I don't think so.
- Here.

I have to get online.
I need a fast connection.

Here, take it.

- What's on the film?
- Russian war crimes.

I will go and make sure
they didn't follow you.

- We're suffocating in here.
- I'm sorry.

What happened to the others?
Where are they?

Friday 6:16 a.m., Elsinore

They were better than expected.
Perhaps ex-military.

- Well-trained, and they had a plan.
- They lost a guy?

He was part of their trap.
He was sacrificed to lure us in.

And they chose to kill six hostages.
That's extremist behavior.

With a clear Islamist touch.

We're monitoring Brothers of Islam,
but the apartment's still empty.

- So no direct link to the ferry?
- Not yet.

But if we get a PID on the dead
hostage-taker, it might be our opening.

And we'd have brought more back than
a man in a body bag and one injured.

Cramer, we had to abort. Our main
priority is the safety of the hostages.

- Yes, of course.
- We must prepare for all scenarios.

If they try to escape again,
we must be ready to strike.

Cramer, when can you be ready again?

Frankly speaking,
people are frustrated.

- Soborg will send a psychologist.
- We need a defusing now.

Not in 90 minutes.

I'll do my best.

- Why wouldn't he say where they were?
- Maybe because they've been released.

- Or killed.
- They need as many alive as possible.

As leverage. Otherwise
they wouldn't give us food, would they?

True.

- You must go.
- No! We can fight them.

Show the world what's going on.

Go, go!

- Down! Down!
- Get down!

Philip, stay with me.
Philip, come on.

Philip!

Philip, move!

Philip!

Philip, open your eyes!

SP, Simon, activity in the apartment.

There he is.
Welcome home.

- What's he doing?
- This is his screen.

He's playing Total Overdose
and checking chat messages.

- John speaking. We have a visitor.
- We're looking at him.

- Do we move in?
- Stand by.

- Let's see if he chats to someone.
- Copy.

He's shutting down.

- He's leaving.
- Moving in.

Take him outside.

Rafiq Hussein. Police!
On the ground! Now!

Okay, they've got him.

Saturday, 6:36 a.m., Copenhagen suburb

Don't turn around.

Okay?

No!

- You are June al-Baqee's lawyer, right?
- Yes.

Do you have her mobile phone number?

No. No, no, no.
I was just appointed.

After you left the courtroom,
you gave her a lift. Where to?

She wanted to talk to a friend.

- I think she wanted him to help.
- Hiding something?

I don't know.

Do you have this friend's address?

Check my phone.

The address is... in the maps, I think.

- Philip Norgaard?
- Yes.

Where's Mom?

She had to leave early.

- To find Philip?
- Yes, I think so.

Philip promised to come
to the swim meet.

Today?

The fate of the hostages unknown

Mom calling

Hi, Mom.

In Elsinore.

- Oh, I forgot all about the swim meet.
- Can I talk to you?

Two seconds.
Mom?

Can you go with Asger?

Thanks, Mom. I've gotta go. Kiss Asger
and tell him I'm rooting for him.

Thanks, Mom. Bye.

- Any news about Philip?
- I'm afraid not.

Beate, I know it's tough on you.

But we have an emergency.
The SWAT team needs a defusing, now.

You can't be serious.
I'm a relative.

You know the procedure.
You're damned good.

It'll take almost an hour
for another psychologist to get here.

I'm here as Philip's partner.

If we're to save
the hostages and Philip -

- the SWAT team must be ready.

We don't know
the hostage-takers' next move.

Right now we don't have a SWAT team
to deploy if we have to.

We might need them in five minutes.

Okay.

Philip!

Philip!

Help! Help!

You feel like you're choking.
I just panicked.

- Totally claustrophobic.
- What is claustrophobic?

It's when you're afraid of being trapped
in small rooms.

Are you still afraid of that?

Yes, I am.

I was once...

held captured in a basement
for a very long time.

That made it worse.

But talking to your mom about it helps.

- See you on Tuesday.
- Yes.

- Philip, come on in.
- This situation is fucked up.

Desk jockeys don't know a damn thing
about being in the field.

They haven't left someone
they could have saved.

Who could you have saved?

We don't know -

- but we heard someone yelling out
for help from inside a freezer.

- A man?
- A woman, but maybe there were more.

- So withdrawing was really fucked up.
- I understand.

- Let's go over it at the defusing.
- Come.

It's fucked up.

Beate, we would have said so
if any of us saw Philip.

- He's trained for these situations.
- Yes.

Okay.

Philip, come on!

Tough vacation.

Benji, stop sniffing.

Sorry. I think he likes you.

It's okay. He's cute.

You're Danish?

- June.
- Herdis.

- It's a small world, huh?
- Yes.

Let's drink to that, shall we?

No. I think I'll pass.

You need a little pick-me-up.

- Just a sip, then.
- Here you go.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

- His name is Benji?
- Yes, I came down here to fetch him.

- They were going to put him down.
- Oh, you lucky dog.

- He's mad about you.
- I should get a selfie with him, then.

Why, go ahead.

Jimmy Baggesen had been with the police
for 12 years...

Hi.

That ferry affair is just awful.
Now a policeman's dead.

It's a vicious spiral.

But I've managed to resurrect this.

It's the Syria fighter, right?
The girl from TV.

- Can I have it?
- Where did you get it?

That's none of your business.

You can't use it. It's locked.

Herdis.

- What have you gotten yourself into?
- Nothing.

- It's locked. You need the pin.
- Can you open it?

I can disassemble and reassemble stuff.
I can't hack a phone.

Have you got your towel and everything?

Good.

- Can I ride shotgun?
- Sure.

Hello.

Rafiq Hussein. At 6:34 a.m. this morning
you let yourself into your apartment.

What's your business there?

- I live there.
- We found these objects there.

Handguns, grenades and enough explosives
to wipe out your entire block.

The objects were hidden in the room
where you play games. Total Overdose.

- People leave all kinds of stuff.
- People?

I have many visitors.
We aren't as reserved as you Danes.

Are these people among your guests?
Recognize any of those guests?

I've never seen them before.

Okay. This is a video
featuring this guy. Rami Hadad.

The video shows him in your apartment.
See? That's your apartment.

And the guy talking is Abdul Bashir.

Abdul Bashir is the emir
of Brothers of Islam.

Okay?

You also don't know that Brothers of
Islam use your apartment as a mosque?

Is Abdul Bashir called A?

Do you call him A?

Hussein, listen.
Here's the deal.

Objects found in your apartment
link you to terror.

I want you to consider -

- if it wouldn't be better for you
to cooperate with us.

Did you find anything?

Terror Task Force.

- I'll check in my room.
- I'll check in the garden.

Asger, your trunks are
on the clothes line. Hurry.

Okay, coming.

Saturday, 6:59 a.m., the Oresund

Mahdi! Don't look at them.
They died for truth.

- Think Yusuf can get us back home?
- Don't worry. I'll look after you.

- Can't we sail away in that boat?
- I promise to get us out of here.

I'll talk to our brothers.

- Yusuf doesn't want you using that.
- Fuck Yusuf!

Our brothers won't let us down.
Inshallah, we'll get out of here.

- We won't get a word out of him.
- He's even less cooperative than my ex.

We have a PID on the dead hostage-taker.
Frederik Sorensen.

22 years old. Four misdemeanors.
Theft, brawls, no related cases.

No connection to Brothers of Islam
or to Hussein.

- Someone's playing Total Overdose.
- Someone's written to Hussein.

- In the game?
- Yes. Brother One writes:

"Tell Abdul to arrange a route to Syria.
My brother is coming, too."

- The message was sent from the Ane.
- Fuck! Rami's writing from the ferry.

- Can you see the picture?
- One sec. The computer is slow.

What should I do with the brothers?
They're starting to cause trouble.

Be patient.
Stick to our plan.

Sure.

June visited the man on this picture
after she left the courtroom.

His name is Philip Norgaard.

He works for
the Danish intelligence service.

It's almost there.

We are trying to hack his computer.
He's probably helping her.

Ask June about him.
Try to get to him that way around.

- Yusuf? Are you there?
- He's on the boat.

- What are you talking about?
- The Danish agent. He's on the boat.

He's one of the hostages.
He's already interfered with us. Twice.

Hungry? Thirsty?

I'd lose my appetite if I were you.
You must feel the noose tightening.

Check this out.

- Brother Louie, that's you.
- So?

Well, you got a message.
From Brother One, Rami Hadad.

He wants you and Abdul
to get him to Syria.

And that links you directly
to the terror attack on the ferry.

We can charge you with
terror collusion right now.

You're looking at
a minimum of six years.

- And then you'll be deported.
- The rest of your life is at stake.

The choice is yours.

- I'm not involved in the ferry attack.
- Okay. What are you involved in, then?

- Only Brothers of Islam.
- Is he part of Brothers of Islam, too?

Rafiq, you don't have to protect him
because he's already dead.

He was shot on the ferry.
This isn't a game, Rafiq!

He calls himself Hassan.
He was a convert.

He was eager to join Brothers of Islam,
but they wouldn't let him.

- Not until Yusuf came.
- And who's Yusuf?

He came two months ago with Rami.

- I think he fought for ISIS in Syria.
- And he popped up two months ago?

Yes, thereabouts.

And from day one,
he was just more...

radical.
More than Rami.

Rami looked up to him.

They wanted to buy poison gas.
It was Rami's idea.

- What's that got to do with June?
- They needed money for the gas.

Yusuf knew someone
willing to pay us to kidnap her.

- So Abdul isn't A?
- No, I don't know who A is.

But it isn't Abdul,
and Yusuf wouldn't say who A was.

It was his contact.
He just said to trust him.

I thought it was scummy,
so I didn't want any part of it.

- So Rami found someone else.
- Mahdi.

Sit him down.

Hey, get up! Hey!

He's gone. Hey!

He's fucking cold.

Not so hot, he'll go into shock.

Fucking wise guy.

- Did you hear from land?
- No. Why?

- I want to go back to my wife.
- You can't.

- Think you'll get to see her again?
- My wife's pregnant. I want to go back.

We've killed people! Do you think
you'll get to see your wife again?

Are you crazy?
We're going to Syria after this. Okay?

Get him up and take him with you.

Get up.

Get up.

Saturday, 7:06 a.m., Elsinore

The SWAT team is ready after Beate's
defusing. Only one man went home.

Good.
Can I have a word with you, Garnov?

- Garnov, you're going home, too.
- Are you firing me?

- I'm giving you a break.
- Does that come from above?

It's my decision.

During operations, decisions have to be
made, either to abort or to carry on.

A leader has to make tough decisions,
and you didn't.

- Who'll carry out the negotiations?
- We'll handle them.

So long.

May I have your attention, please?
We've made some leadership changes.

Until this situation has been resolved,
I'm running TTF.

We have a PID on three
of the hostage-takers.

This man calls himself Yusuf,
probably an alias.

His real identity is unknown.

You work undercover
for the Danish intelligence service.

- Are you here to protect June?
- I went to Sweden on my own.

I know she visited your house.

And I know you have
a nice little family there.

We could easily go back there
and pay them a visit. Understand?

I know you know this game.
I know you're trained not to talk.

But I don't care if you and your family
die. To me, you're all infidels.

You're already dead.
So are you dead or do you want to talk?

You want to talk?

One last time.
What's your mission on the boat?

And what's your connection
to the Danish intelligence service?

I used to work in the service,
but I don't anymore.

I tried to help June on my own.
That's the truth.

Okay. Let's say that's the truth.
June's phone number.

Will you please give it to me?

We never spoke on the phone.
I'm sorry, I don't have it.

Which one is yours?

- That one.
- That one?

- I put it in the deep fryer.
- No shit.

- It's not this phone.
- What?

Remember in the cafeteria
when you knocked him down?

- You took his phone.
- What's happening?

- Is that his phone?
- I got his phone here.

What's your pin?
What's your fucking pin?

Give me your fucking thumb.

I'm gonna get the number now.

Did you delete her number?

He fucking deleted the number.

Hey. We got Philip's phone,
but June's number is not on it.

Okay. We have hacked his computer.
We are checking his contact list now.

- One moment. Status?
- No June on the list.

But I might have something else.
Check the email June sent Philip.

Check out her signature.

Yusuf.

- Look for Jeanne.
- Jeanne? One sec.

I got a Jeanne d'Arc.

- Yes.
- 50365428.

June's phone, Herdis speaking.

Hello.

It's June's phone.

Hello?

- The phone is there.
- Where?

- Klejs in Jutland.
- Okay, let's go.

It's me. Good news.
We have an address.

Good. Just let me know.

Mahdi, put this guy back in the freezer.
We don't need him anymore.

- Rami, you patrol the deck.
- Do as he says.

Get a move on!

From now on we can't trust anyone.
Not Yusuf nor anyone else.

From now on, it's just you and me.

Go down and kill him and then June.

Why not throw him back in the freezer?

Once we've carried out the fatwa against
June, we have our ticket out of here.

- Ticket where to?
- The caliphate. Paradise.

- Are you serious?
- Yes, and you're gonna do it!

You're going to be a holy warrior
as well.

But how will we get to Syria?

Once we've carried out the fatwa,
hundreds of brothers will help us.

Got it?
Take him downstairs.

Put a bag over his head and shoot him.
Do the same to June.

And remember to film the whole thing!

Take him down.

You don't have to do it.

Fuck him, Mahdi.
You've still got a future.

- What did you say?
- Let me help you.

- Let me help you, Mahdi.
- Move!

June... June.

Mahdi, think!
Think of Tahira. She's pregnant.

What? Don't you ever
mention my wife again. Get it?

The police can give you an exit plan.

A new life, a new identity
for you and your entire family.

You guys don't need to kill. You don't
have to kill any more. Do you hear me?

- You've got a choice, okay?
- Shut the fuck up!

Mahdi, it's a boy.

What?

You're having a little son.

How do you know?

Tahira went to the doctor.
She had to know.

Your wife is expecting a boy.

If you do this,
you'll never get to see him.

The SWAT team is waiting. They won't
arrest you; they'll shoot you. Get it?

You're gonna get shot, Mahdi.
Do you understand?

- You don't stand a chance.
- Shut the fuck up!

I'm gonna fucking kill you!

Mahdi, I can help you.

I can get you back home.
To your family, to Tahira -

- and to your baby son.

Allahu akbar.

- So they let you through?
- Yes.

- I heard your husband is out there.
- He's the captain. Hvalso.

The police are doing their utmost
to save them.

It'll be okay.

My brother.
From now on, it's you and me.

I promise you we'll make it.
I can feel it.