Rule No. 1: Make sure you know everything about every place you visit.
2: Never stay more than ten minutes.
Each minute increases the chance, that someone will come home unexpectedly.
3: Don't leave any DNA.
4: Don't waste time getting an expensive fake.
Even with fairly crude forgeries it takes weeks before they are discovered.
5: Sooner or later one of two things happens...
You'll find a work of art so valuable that you don't have to steal anymore.
Or you get caught.
HEADHUNTERS
My name is Roger Brown. I'm 168 centimeters tall.
You'll have to to understand that I need to compensate for my height.
Take my house, for instance 30 million.
I don't like it and can't afford it. But she loves it.
How often do you find a girlfriend who opens a gallery?
I told her the money came from an inheritance. I had to say something. But all I inherited was bad genes.
For someone like me to get what he wants, one thing is paramount:
Money. A lot of money.
But there is one thing Diana wants more than anything else.
And that's just the thing I don't want to give her.
- Isn't she cute? - Very cute.
Diana Power Eliassen is beautiful, tall and smart.
Someone who is used to being loved. Someone who takes it for granted.
Many men would give her what she wants. Men who are taller than 168 centimeters.
But I'll soon get my turn. My opportunity. I can feel it.
In the meantime, I play around. If you don't play, you don't win.
- What are you doing tomorrow? - Why?
We're invited to dinner.
- "We" are invited to dinner? - Yes, we are.
- Dinner out - with others? - There is someone I want you to meet.
This conversation should end now. I am really sorry.
- Let me be... - No. Lotte...
- There is no "us". - Isn't there?
- An impressive resume, Lander. - Thank you.
Yes, I think I am the right person for Pathfinder.
- What about your life outside of work? - Is there such a thing?
You live here in Oslo. On Skoyen. And are married to...?
Camilla. Been married for 9 years. Two children. They're in school.
- Does she work? - Yes, at a law office downtown.
- so Who is at home if a child is sick? - She is.
- No maid? - No.
- Dog? - No.
- Allergies? - No.
How much is your reputation worth?
My reputation? What do you mean?
This piece by Julian Opie is worth a quarter of a million.
- Do you own art in that price range? - Yes I do.
A lithograph by Munch. A brooch.
Can you say what this is worth just by looking at it?
This is just simple lines. Monotone colors, no texture.
What makes it worth a quarter of a million, is the artist's reputation.
- And the same applies to managers? - Exactly.
And that is why you shouldn't seek this job.
- What? - Well you answered it yourself.
- What else can I do? - We need a glowing recommendation about you.
I thought you realised this when we talked to you.
Everything is a game, Lander.
Listen now...
Pathfinders Chairman and financial controller are coming in the morning.
I want you to meet them.
You will explain why you are no longer interested.
- They'll perceive me as not being serious. - No... as ambitious.
As someone who knows his own value.
- Lander, this is your opportunity. - Opportunity?
Let me build up your reputation.
I promise you a job at fivefold salary within two years.
How can you promise that?
Because I have never given a customer a bad recommendation.
- Really? - Really!
- But how? - The answer begins with "R".
- Reputation... - My whole career is built on it.
Hi.
You have an interview with Jeremiah Lander tomorrow at 12.
- The information is in the file. - Yes. Great.
Your wife is to open a gallery this weekend and I was wondering...
- Is it possible to be there? - Are you invited?
- Yes, I'll ask. - Will you?
I have received an invoice for 357,000 for renovation on Kasper Hansen Street.
Right, I have helped Diana with expenses. She opens the gallery on Friday.
You have to cut back on spending. You could go broke at the drop of a hat!
I'm working on it.
I must tell you how serious the situation is.
You've overdrawn your card by several hundred thousand...
I have another phone call here. I'll call you later.
You have a candidate. Jeremiah Lander, lives in Skoyen.
- Yes, when? - A meeting at the Alfa tomorrow at 12.
- No one home? - No. His wife works in the city.
Meet you in twenty minutes.
The fence in Gothenburg would get fifty percent.
Ove Kjikerud would get 20% for disabling the alarm
and getting the art to Sweden.
Finding him in Tripoli was one of the smartest things I've done.
I was left with 80,000. 80,000!
It wasn't enough for the next quarterly installment on the house.
Something had to happen.
- Hello. - Thank you for coming.
- It looks very good. - Half of them havn't arrived yet.
- But I do have to meet... - Hey, it will go well.
- Congratulations. Fantastic show. - Thank you.
This has been a wild day. I can't talk about it right now.
- But I want you to meet him. - Meet who?
- My husband. Roger Brown. - Clas Greve.
Clas has just moved here from The Netherlands.
Sorry... Hello, are you coming? Great, we'll see you soon.
- What brings you to Norway... Work? - No... I inherited my grandma's apartment.
- She was Norwegian? - Yes.
I retired early. I'm going to renovate the apartment.
Retired? From what?
I was a director of a Dutch technology business.
We worked primarily with GPS. Shall we...?
- Dutch? Not HOTE? - Yes, exactly.
Wern't they just bought by an American company? Amtech?
- You work in the industry? - No.
- Why did you leave? - I don't want to bore you with job talk.
I work in recruitment. You won't bore me with job talk.
- Do you know Pathfinder? - Of course. Our competitors.
Small. Skilled.
Roger I have to leave. Have a good evening.
Clas... Pathfinder is looking for a new boss.
Someone who can deal with takeover attempts from abroad.
- Shall we meet? - Sorry.
A lunch. Monday at 12. We can talk about anything...
Arts, renovation, Polish workers...
I'll write down the name of a good restaurant.
You won't take no for an answer?
A parting gift for long and faithful service?
No, I stole it.
Till we meet. Say hello to your charming wife.
- This is my husband. - Roger Brown.
- Brede Sperre, Criminal Investigation Department. - You have been on TV.
- He investigates art thefts. - Not murder?
We use lots of resources on this. We have to stop it.
- Are you in the art industry? - No. I work as a headhunter.
- The recruitment company Alfa. - One of the partners, that is.
I complimented your wife on the exclusive earrings.
- She said they were a gift from you. - Yes.
Yes, top people do get good bonuses.
I wish we had it in my industry as well.
Mr. Sperre? Could we have a picture?
Sure.
Roger? Come here.
See this. The search for The Calydonian Boar Hunt, by Rubens.
Stolen by the Germans in 1941.
It has been missing ever since. Do you know where it is hanging now?
- No. - Clas Greve's apartment on Oscars Street.
His grandmother had a secret relationship with a German officer during the war.
He was arrested and executed.
- She was afraid she would be discovered. - So she hid the painting?
- It can't be tue! - Did he collect reproductions?
- Why would he tell you this? - He wants an independent evaluation.
Asked me if I knew someone who could do it.
Clas Greve has a genuine Rubens painting in his apartment?
- Here in Oslo? - Yes.
I offered to contact an art museum, to have it moved there.
A painting like that should be in a safety deposit box.
- How much do you think it is worth? - Tens of millions. Maybe 100
Do you know what I think? I think that we should celebrate.
- Celebrate what? - That you have started your own gallery.
- And us. - Thank you for supporting me, Roger.
- Everything will be fine. - What do you mean?
The fact that we should start thinking about our future.
- Yes, it's Ove. - We have a candidate.
- Do you know what time it is? - Clas Greve, 25 Oscars Street.
- Is it a big one? - The biggest.
Ove?
- Ove? What happened? - Sorry. Natasha is here.
- What did you say? - Meet me at the house tomorrow.
No, not tomorrow! It's Saturday. I have her all weekend.
This is urgent, Ove. We only have a couple of days left.
- At one o'clock! - Okay, great.
- You are so nice. - Good morning.
- Roger...? - Yes?
What you said yesterday to think about our future...
Does it Include the sound of little feet pattering in the hallways?
- Maybe. - Don't say maybe, Roger.
I said that everything would work out.
- I would like to have that conversation now. - Me too, but I'm going to an important meeting.
Do you think I'm stupid? You in an important meeting?
Was it arranged last night?
I have to go. We'll talk later.
What are you so afraid of?
Dogs... And you, when you are like this.
I don't want to be childless the rest of my life.
Yes, I know, but now I have an important meeting.
- I've tried to talk about this for 7 years. - And it will take 7 more.
If you keep nagging...
I didn't mean it.
You don't want kids.
How many million are we talking about?
- Perhaps up to a hundred. - A hundred?!
It's the same every time, Ove. I do not like this stuff here.
You know I love weapons.
At home I have weapons everywhere. Gun in every room.
You should get one. Sooner or later they come in handy.
Ok. Go to Gothenburg and get a reproduction.
I will have lunch with Clas Greve on Monday...
Ove?
- I told you to stay in the car! - But there's no light!
Out! We have a meeting here!
Women...
What I wanted to say before I was interrupted by a Russian whore...
I'll find out when the apartment is empty at lunch on Monday.
- You go to Sweden immediately. - Okay.
- No, fuck. I'm busy. - Busy?
Natasha is here. I'm going to make a new movie of her.
I've arranged everything with the guys at work.
- You film her? - I need something to watch.
I just turn on the alarm, then roll the cameras.
- So she doesn't know that you're filming? - No.
And the guards are sitting and watching the two of you...?
There is no camera pointed at the bed!
They may see her undressing. Some finger action. That's it.
- She's shaved. - Nice.
The rest is private. Good, right?
There are only a few days until the art is moved.
- Do you understand how big this is? - But she's only here twice a year.
You will have millions.
With that much money you can buy her. For the rest of your life.
I'll have it without jelly, and dressing on the side.
Are you in Oslo now, or do you plan to commute?
Three and a half million, plus stock options.
You take things for granted. Remember that you are a foreigner.
Norwegian companies want...
Your methods work.
But we have been in this situation before.
- You're drooling... - Drooling?
You were drooling when we met in the gallery. And you don't care...
Well... I was not interested in the job then.
But I found that renovating the apartment is not that exciting.
So if it's ok with you... Let's just drop the game.
Ok. I give up.
- But I need more information. - Do you play squash?
- Married? - Divorced.
- Children? - Unfortunately.
- Dog? - Yes.
- In Amsterdam. - Kennel?
I'll fly down and bring him tomorrow.
Is it hard work in the GPS industry?
- Your back. - Nah... It is from the army.
I joined as an 18-year-old.
After a few years I ended up in a special unit...
- Specializing in what? - Tracking.
- Tracking...? - People.
Missing. Wanted.
- And the technology was provided by HOTE? - Exactly.
They made microscopic transmitters.
I had suggestions for improvements. So they recruited me.
- Where are the scars from? - Bolivia.
- Were you tortured? - Not too bad.
- Sounds like something from a movie. - No, you haven't seen this movie.
- When can we meet with Pathfinder? - Anytime.
- When are you back? - The day after tomorrow.
So we'll do it then.
Diana?
With customers. Coming home late.
Hey, it's Diana. I can't answer the phone right now. Have a nice day.
- Hey. - So there you are.
- I tried to call your mobile. - I must have left it at the gallery.
- Was it something important? - No.
I just wanted to hear your voice.
You are cute. Come and sit down, a movie has just started.
No. I...
I'm totally exhausted. I'll go to bed.
Ok.
We've developed a gel that contains hundreds of transmitters per ml.
It sticks to everything, and is impossible to remove.
You mean Trace?
The only weakness of Trace is it's sensitive to mud.
I know this from my experience as a soldier.
When you are in, excuse me, the world's butt hole...
you depend on equipment that works.
Your going through Roger Brown is a big advantage for us.
Ultimately, he's the one who helps us decide.
Be back in a moment.
- Very good. - Thank you.
When are you writing your recommendation?
- We have to think carefully first. - What are you saying?
There are several candidates. We have to look at the overall picture. We'll let you know.
Wait Roger... were we at the same meeting?
- It went so well, they were ready to write the contract. - It's all well.
- Hey. - You have to go to Gothenburg tonight, Ove.
The Rubens has to be taken as soon as possible.
Hey. I have to talk to you.
- Don't stalk me like this. - Can't you give me two seconds?
I apologize, if it's my fault, but...
There's really nothing more to talk about.
- Do you need money? - I miss you so much.
Lotte...
Lotte... Don't contact me again.
- You look tired. - I am.
- Is there anything? - No.
- Is there a lot going on at work? - Yes, a little.
I had a meeting with Pathfinder today... and Clas Greve.
- Everything Okay? - No.
- He's not getting the job? - Absolutely not.
Tomorrow I'll call the other agencies.
I'll make sure he doesn't get a job in Norway.
Why?
Did you find your mobile yet?
- You lost your mobile? - Yes.
- At the Gallery? - Yes.
Well?
- More wine? - Yes, thank you.
Ove?
Ove...
- Hey. - What are you doing here?
You went in and didn't come out.
- I was worried. - About what?
Nothing.
- Roger... - Yes?
Have a nice day at work, then.
I love you.
Ove!
- Ove, where do you live? - Natasha...
Ove... Ove!
Where do you live...?
Ove, what happened in the garage?
Did you see anyone?
Answer me...
So what happened? Was anyone there?
- Natasha... - What?
What the hell is going on here?
Ove, what is the password?
- The password for the alarm. - Natasha.
We need to disable the alarm. What's the password?
- What is the password. - I said! Natasha!
Sh or ch?
Ove...
Ove, how do you feel?
- What happened? - You sat on a syringe in the car.
A syringe?
- You've been lucky. - Lucky?!
You took the needle in your knee. The drug didn't penetrate properly.
- Are you nuts? - This is about something else!
Diana is having an affair with Clas Greve.
He wouldn't try to kill you just because he is fucking your wife!
- Call 112 then! - We can't call the police up here!
Please, Roger. I need to get to a hospital...
- Or I'll die. - I'll get you some milk.
Milk neutralizes poison. It's what they'd do at the hospital.
- Please call. - Don't do anything stupid.
I'll do it myself.
Now... take it easy...
Roger. I have to talk to you.
I've spent most of my adult life tracking down people.
Microscopic transmitters.
Good day. Wanted to go up to the cottage.
- I thought it was Kjikerud. - No.
- It's his car. - Yes.
- Aren't you one of those businessmen? - I got fired.
- Can I put the car in the barn? - 500 per day.
It's free down the road, you know.
If you use the tractor, I want compensation!
- What's with people today... what do you want? - I'm going to visit Roger Brown.
- Is he the business type? - Yes.
- What are you doing with him? - We have a deal.
I don't know what you are after, but...
there's no coffee or cake at the cabin.
At the cabin?
Since it is my property, some compensation is perhaps reasonable.
Search!
Hello?
Who are you?
Oh, the smell...
You shouldn't be walking!
- Has anyone asked for me? - No, please lie down.
Apart from the police. They're waiting for you in the hallway.
I said you must eat breakfast first.
Are you good at fighting?
Ever heard of co-daw-ying?
Hell. Do you know how many types of martial arts there are? 3000 at least.
Egyptian martial arts...
Hey... It's him!
Stop!... Stop!
Stand still... stand still!
Detective Sunded, I got him!
Olav Sunded from NCIS.
You are a suspect in the killing of farmer Sindre Aa.
Mr. Kjikerud, you're under arrest.
You are Ove Kjikerud?
Yes.
- Where are we going? - Elverum police station for questioning.
Hope you cooperate, so I can go to Oslo tomorrow.
Notice to all patrol cars.
That's us.
Bravo 3-0 go ahead.
Egmon Karlsen has reported his big truck stolen.
Did Karlsen sound like he was sober?
Not entirely, no.
Call Bamse pub. It's probably parked there.
- Why did you kill the farmer? - No idea what you're talking about.
Your Mercedes was in Sindre Aa's barn.
- You drove his tractor into the ditch. - I didn't kill him.
- No truck outside the Bamse pub.
I have more important things right now.
Check behind the Kiwi.
Just kidding.
- We've got several witnesses... - There's the truck!
Call Egmon. I see the truck. Most likely his son borrowed it.
What are you doing, Brugd?
As I said. We have proof.
And you flatly deny it?
Then you tell me the details, because I don't know anything.
Aa's neighbor found you in the ditch next to the tractor.
We developed a gel that contained hundreds of transmitters per ml.
It sticks to everything, and it's impossible to remove.
I love you.
- We have to leave now. - What?
He's going to kill us all. I've got the gel in my hair!
- Calm down! - The transmitters are in my hair!
- He'll kill me! - Calm down!
We've got to get out!
Hey, it's Diana.
Hello?
Hello? Roger, is that you?
After this we'll go to Forensics.
Then we'll take a look in Kjikerud's house.
"I am a single girl from Gjovik. You are Norway's sexiest policeman."
"And the smartest. Will you meet me? I'm with the majority."
What the hell happened here?
Lotte, wait.
- What are you doing here? What's happened? - I need help. Please.
- I don't want to drag you into this. - Into what?
When they ask, don't lie. Just say that I was here.
Just say that I forced my way in.
What's happened?
Wait here. I'll get something to clean it with.
Do you have a pair of scissors?
Lotte, who are you calling?
- Give me the phone! - Stop.
- "Roger is alive. He is in the apartment." - It's not what you think...
- What's going on? - I don't know!
- It's not my fault! - What's going on?
- Please... - What does Greve want with me?
- He wants the Pathfinder job - A man doesn't kill for a job!
It's about billions.
They've been working on this ever since they found out that Pathfinder is looking for a new boss.
- Who are 'they'?! - Clas.
- He still works for HOTE. - What?
- What?! - They have huge financial problems.
Amtech wants HOTE to give them the Pathfinder technology.
- It was Clas's task. - Are you insane?
I was supposed to point you out and then introduce you to him.
He had to make a new plan, because you wouldn't see me any more.
He had to find a way to meet you.
His grandmother had an old copy of a Rubens painting.
He concocted a story about her getting it from a German officer.
He told Diana the story and she believed him.
Then he met you.
The only thing I did, was smear the transmitters in your hair.
Did you know?
Is it you who smeared that crap in my hair?!
- Is Diana involved? - I don't know. I think so.
- You think so?! - I didn't want any part of this!
I just want to get away from him. Can you help me?
Can I get a glass of water?
Lotte!
The suspect died in the accident along with three of the four police officers.
One police officer is still missing.
Army divers are now searching along the river... and now to the Middle East...
Diana.
Roger?
What's happened?
Don't look at me like that.
I know why you left. Clas and I are finished.
I tried to put it in the garage, but I couldn't.
- But what do you know...? - No, I have to say this now.
I didn't meant it to happen. But you hurt me.
He was so easy to talk to, and I just...
...couldn't keep up anymore.
It was wrong. And I am ashamed of myself.
I only want you.
If you think we shouldn't have children, then we don't need to.
I'll do anything.
You love me...?
Never stop believing it. Promise me that.
- And you knew nothing. - About what?
You knew nothing.
Oh, my God. What's happened?
Come.
Dog bites are dangerous. You must get a doctor to look at it.
It kooks a little bad right now.
Hold this.
- What are you going to do now? - I don't know.
They'll soon find out who died in the accident.
I have to get rid of the evidence.
And then?
I've got to get away from here. Start over again.
Maybe the two of us could...
I can wait and report it stolen.
I have to clean this one too.
Do you love her?
No.
How could you be so fucking stupid?
Steal art? And buy things I don't need?
Who do you think I am?
You asked me what I'm frightened of.
And I've been afraid since the first time I met you.
I've been afraid that you would leave me.
Afraid that if we had a child you would love it more than me.
And I was afraid that you would find out who I really was.
And hate it.
- Sorry about this Greve. - It's all right.
Roger Brown is on an unexpected trip abroad.
- Interesting... - He had to rescue an important contract.
But you're in safe hands now. Just a few formalities to go through.
So it will probably happen pretty fast.
- Hi. - We have to replace a fan at B4.
We've gone back and forth all day. But this card doesn't seem to work.
Thanks.
Hello, boys. Sorry, but we are a little behind here.
Got a woman who was lying dead in the heat for 14 days.
- What about this, then? - Typical car accident injuries to both.
- Internal bleeding is the cause of death. - Where are the peanuts?
It says there is a bag of peanuts. Where is it?
Well, I didn't eat them.
- Has someone unauthorized been here? - To steal a bag of peanuts?
Who is it?
What the hell is going on here, Roger?
Removing evidence? Do you think you'll get away with this?
What the hell
So you did it with the hair? That's where the transmitters were.
It was Lotte, who...
- That's why you killed her? - Do you miss her?
I'll give you a choice.
Tell me what's going on, and you get a shot in the head.
- Otherwise, you get a bullet in the stomach. - Have you got any conscience?
I want to know what people like you really are.
Like me?
People who can't love. Without empathy.
- Empathy? - Yes.
If you want an answer, look in the mirror.
- I'm not like you. - No?
No.
- I've loved someone. - You've loved someone? Diana?
You loved her?
I'm afraid I've got bad news.
She says she longs for me. She wants me.
And I'm only human.
Have you ever loved someone? Someone other than your dead dog?
I don't have time for this. I've got a date with Diana tonight.
You got your hair. You knew I would come after you. Why?
It takes a long time to die from stomach shot. You'll beg me to kill you.
So I'm asking you one last time: Why am I here?
Why are you smiling? Why am I here?
Stop that!
Do you know why I smiled, Clas?
Because you just proved that Diana loves me.
She didn't come to see you because she wanted you.
She came to replace the bullets in your gun.
She replaced the bullets With loose shots.
...what do you call them in Denmark? Blanks?
- What the hell are you talking about? - She hates you.
She wants you to die.
But I'll give you one more chance.
I have no idea how many bullets Diana managed to replace.
This isn't like you, Clas...
Is it over?
Yes.
I may not know myself... Ill take a bet on that.
Welcome to the press conference under the auspices of the Oslo police and NCIS.
I've done my homework.
Service pistol from the crash which the Police found in Kjikerud's bedside table.
The same gun killed Lotte Madsen, the one the press called Greve's mistress.
How "art thieves" Ove Kjikerud and Clas Greve killed each other...
the whole world has seen on the internet.
They would also discover that the gun Greve fired
matches the bullet that pentrated Ove's head.
He should never have taken the gun.
We can present a breakthrough in the case.
I had done everything right. But one thing I could not change.
Ove was already dead when I shot Greve.
But Brede Sperre is Norway's most famous detective.
Unresolved issues are not his style. Especially not after VG called him:
"The man who makes Norway sleep well at night."
Because he's good? Absolutely.
But mostly because he understood what moves things upward and forward. And what is it?
It has been a long and complicated investigation.
The answer begins with "R".
Reputation.
Get one on TV, and receive text messages from strange women.
We think they celebrated after the theft and it got completely out of control.
Eventually they killed a dog and the farmer.
That is correct.
Have a nice day. Both of you.
- We're ready. - Tell the candidate - one minute.
Ferdinand... Thank you.
Hello. We're sorry. Please be seated.
I have asked you to come here because we are in the final phase of
a long and dramatic hunt for Pathfinder's new boss.
It was unrealistic to have him relieved of his position...
...without promising too much. But I think I've got him on board.
Please welcome... Jeremiah Lander.
Thank you.
My name is Roger Brown. I am 168 centimeters.
And you know what? That is more than enough.