That he never actually said it did not subtract from the moment: Lund in love. It was my favourite line of this series, so different to what we’ve come to expect from the show. “Ultimately this show was born dipped in blood and smeared with shit, dragged as it was from the collective unconscious of Nordic mythology, that foul recess where good men perish and monsters reign.”Īnd how about that Borch? “Say, Lund – would you like to see my special branch?” he said before knocking the back out of her in Jutland.
Close call – good work getting there in time Borch! Lund is all “you bet” and off they trek into Norway having nearly slaughtered an innocent man. Poulson agrees to lead Lund to the pressurised container containing Emilie if she promises to deliver justice to the real killer. A good job he did too because the door lock data log from Reinhardt’s hotel shows that he could not have killed Hjelby as he was in his room at the time. Luckily, Borch arrives to put a stop to things with his gun and fists. That’s certainly Loke Rantzau Poulson’s take on affairs and as he prepares to drown Reinhardt for his crimes Lund helplessly Henry Fondas that maybe he never done it but Poulson ain’t trying to hear that. His wristwatch went missing, his mobile phone was switched off, his alibi is shaky – it all smells very fishy (much like Louise Hjelby). He was in Jutland the weekend when Louise Hjelby was abducted, raped and sent to a watery grave. The penultimate episode begins with the finger of suspicion pointing at Niels Reinhardt, PA to Robert Zeuthen and director of the Zeeland’s Children’s Trust. How we got to Sarah Lund spraying the brains of a children’s charitable trust director over his car is an interesting one but ultimately this show was born dipped in blood and smeared with shit, dragged as it was from the collective unconscious of Nordic mythology, that foul recess where good men perish and monsters reign. The Killing began with a murder and that’s how it had to end.
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