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Where do we stand on Krajina? - The Mimicas want the Mobsters' channels in Istanbul.

They plan to import large amounts of narcotics. - Who's their contact there?

Rabia Sharif. - I think she's crucial for the Mimicas' plan.

They found nothing. - I know.

That's it? Don't ever come look for me again!

From now on, you're dead to me.

You have to trust me.

We'll dispose of the body. "Krajina" has begun.

Stefan can be very charming.

His other side though... is lethal.

Me and Blanka are getting married. I gave her the ring.

Inez...?

Let's go, there's a cop!

That idiot Adam got himself followed!

Go! Go! Go!

We're not followed. The Mobsters will handle her.

What was it that tipped you off? - What do you think?

All quiet.

Relax now.

Relax.

BEFORE WE DIE

It's all cool, but... I gotta stay away from the cops right now.

Ulrik was a truly great leader.

In my opinion, you're not like Ulrik...

You're better, fuck it! But you gotta step forward!

Someone has to lead us in this war.

With you, there'll be no fucking peace treaties, no damn humiliations.

We'll wipe 'em out, every single fucking one of them.

I don't think it's a good idea. - All there is it's friends, enemies and deserters.

Your pick.

If you don't wanna be their leader, just go out and tell them.

You think Ulrik would wanna see you like this?

Call them.

The Mimicas.

We give them Istanbul and they take care of the fucking Delincuentos.

Do it... I'll call Rabia Sharif.

Petter!

Hello?!

This is Christian's voicemail. - Hi, it's mom. Call me.

This is Christian's voicemail. - I need to talk to you. Call me.

What shall we do with Christian? - In Swedish, mom.

You think someone called him in to the cops?

If we had a rat, we'd already know.

Don't forget that we too have friends inside the police.

Don't worry.

Will you take me home? - I got things to do.

Work? - No, friends.

Alright.

Petter's wife called Turkey on her mobile.

Op. Krajina has begun.

What is it?

Christian is Inez...?

I don't understand. - Christian and Sven were very close.

Christian must have contacted Sven after he got to know the Mimicas.

What does he say? - He's not answering.

But he knows that you know. - Great...

What's exactly so great about it?

Hanna's son is Inez! It just makes me laugh, what else am I supposed to do?!

Sven was gonna talk to me about Inez that day. He knew he couldn't resist.

Sven was wrong, because Christian is still alive. - He just got lucky!

You're afraid for your son's life and I understand that. Christian is doing one hell of a job though!

Operation Krajina is a whole different thing.

He'll be under pressure, he'll make some mistake and they gonna find out!

Let's call him in. - Do that.

Hell no... - Yes, try and do that. He's not even answering my calls.

Of course, he's probably in shock! His contact is his own mother, whom by the way he hates!

Is that true?

Is that true?

Ok... we don't need Christian right now.

We got Istanbul to worry about, we'll see to him later...

We won't use Inez anymore, he's my son! - What if he wants to go on?

It doesn't matter... - It's not up to you to decide.

Hanna!

You must try to contact Christian.

Otherwise we're stuck, and we surely won't give everything up.

The body was here, see those blood stains. Then it was put in a car.

So Frank Viktorsson died here. - Yes.

Then they left him miles away from here.

Yes, I'd say a drug deal gone bad. - Ok, thanks.

When can I see the police sketcher? - Who the fuck is that?

I saw a man walking away from here. - Who did you see?

A man in a car. - Was he alone?

Yes, you already know that. I'm supposed to see the sketcher.

Who you talked to? - Your boss... Tina something...

Petter Hill. - Yes.

He's the only one we can link to the weapon.

A weapon we don't have. - No, not yet.

Petter Hill commits mutiny to become the gang's leader.

When Sven figured it out, he eliminated him.

It's one possibility. - Why don't we bring him in then?

We don't have enough evidence, but he'll make a mistake eventually.

Ok, good.

All under control. That's what I wanna hear.

Ok, I leave you to it.

Listen...

This witness...

Salam Asadi. He called about the murder of the Mobsters' member.

You were supposed to call him back, but you didn't.

He asked of you.

What are you up to, Monika?

The woman who just left, did she book a room?

Yes, she booked one for the day 12.

One night only? - Yes, under the name Sharif.

Thanks.

The Interpol found Rabia Sharif. She'll come over from Istanbul the day after tomorrow.

She's coming to meet Petter Hill and most likely the Mimicas too.

Is it confirmed?

We'll have no confirmations until our informer gets over his issues with Hanna.

The Mimicas want the Mobsters' contacts in Istanbul.

We hold them, with or without Christian. - Ok.

Don't lose Monika and Petter.

I'll be right with you.

Christian refuses to talk to me. - What's his plan?

I don't think he has one. He's just trying to play it right with the Mimicas.

If the mole gets to know about him, he's as good as dead.

We get an apartment and we pull him out the moment he asks us.

Please, let me hear from you!

I got this apartment through private channels. No one knows back at the station.

It's never been used? - Never. No place is safer than this.

Why the hell he doesn't call back? I'm trying to save him, does he not understand?

I have no idea.

I am not the enemy here.

I've never been.

Have you tried to apologize? - For what?

The reason he's so mad at you.

I have nothing to apologize for. - Of course...

I did nothing wrong.

If he's so pissed off...

What if he does something stupid like switching sides? Maybe because of me...

Are you calm now? I got a few chores for Davor, get busy with the dishes.

See you.

How are things down at Organized Crime?

Is this where they're hiding? Ok.

Cheers! - Cheers!

How long have you been together?

About 3 months. - 3 months!

He works too much but for the rest he's normal.

Sort of.

Let's go. - He likes you.

Want some? - What is it?

"Happiness pills", 500 a bag. It's enough for the whole table.

They're not even worth half. - What?

That's Polish shit. If you don't know, do another job.

Are you talking to me?

I love Polish shit. How about 300?

What the fuck did you say about my job? - Ok, let's make it 400 then, ok?

Do you know who I am?

You're both tough guys, alright?

Get lost.

I'll forget this just because your boyfriend is so pretty.

Watch your mouth next time, especially with people you don't know.

Don't mind him.

No, not for me.

Just for fun. - I'm already having fun.

It'll be great. - I don't take that shit.

Really? Yet you know all about Polish drug market.

I'm alone.

I can pull you out.

Are you aware of how dangerous is what you're doing?

They'll kill you... - How do you know they're not watching us?!

Do you know who I am?

My name is Davor. Davor Mimica.

What's so fucking funny?

We didn't kill Ulrik. I never gave such order.

Someone out there wants Mobsters and Delincuentos to go to war.

I don't know who or why but I know they're out there.

My family and I are living in a secret safe house. We only want to live.

There will be no blood shed.

Are you going back to the station? - Yes, why?

You wanna go with the same car?

Should I be worried? I can get nothing out of Tina.

It feels like it's not Sven's murderer the one you're after.

Of course we're after Sven's murderer.

Mobsters... Petter Hill...

Will you keep an eye on her? - On Tina?

Should I spy on my own boss? - It's what you do down at Organized Crime.

It's an order.

I meant to wait for you but Blanka was so impatient.

Now it's official. - Congratulations!

You mean it? - Of course. Congratulations.

Tell it to Blanka too.

Congratulations, Blanka. - Thanks.

Blanka, come here. I wanna make a toast.

The prettiest girl in Stockholm is marrying the coolest guy in Stockholm.

We start this adventure... - But where's Davor? He's got to be here too.

I've been calling all morning. He's not answering.

What you mean? - I mean I cannot contact him.

Blanka, do you have his private contacts? - They're not that many, they're...

Pavel and Jovan, check his work contacts. You two as well.

Isn't it better if we split up? - What for?

That way we can be more efficient.

Christian is right.

No initiatives. If you find him, call us.

Where will you check? - I got a few addresses.

Markus, I'm the one who took you home. I work for Davor.

We were out partying. Davor started a fight with a drug dealer.

What happened? - I don't know, I've been looking for him all night.

Why didn't you call? - Call who? The police? His mom?

To say her son disappeared from a gay club? Didn't sound like a great idea.

Who's this dealer?

All I know is the name, Dennis.

Dennis, ok. Where can I find him?

There's voices he's got a base north of town, you should check there.

A camping in Brottby. - Thanks.

Fuck off!

10 minutes!

Is he here? Where the fuck is he?!

Sit down. I said sit down!

Hey! Get lost!

Davor...

Who the fuck are you?

Dammit!

What the fuck happened?

A mistake.

Hey. Want some? - Thanks.

Black?

What happened with that witness?

What witness? - The one from the Frank Viktorsson murder.

That old man?

He got the day wrong and also changed the description. A waste of time unfortunately.

Davor!

What's got into you? Disappear like that!

A very busy day, that's all.

Christian, the boss wants to talk to you.

You won't have time to wash dishes anymore. Is that ok with you?

We're expanding but we won't let other people in. We can only trust ourselves.

Christian...

...you're with me now, whatever happens.

A very important person is coming from Istanbul. I want you to be the driver. - No problem.

Listen...

Are you really that good of a shot or was it just luck?

I didn't even know I pulled the trigger. That's how good I am.

Still nothing from Christian?

I'm pulling him out.

Really? How the fuck are you planning to do that?

I'll call the SWAT and I'll force him to get out of it.

Give him some more time. - How can I do that? He could die any moment.

He's already dead.

You lost him the day you sent him to prison.

What the fuck...?!

Blanka! I need some help here!

Blanka!

Thanks.

It's Christian!

What do you need? - Did he change his mind?

Call him before he changes it back.

You're saying I should push him to go on? - Yes, if you wanna connect with him again.

You need to work with him, don't you see?

You won't have other chances, as a mother or as a cop. - Sorry about everything. I love you.

Did you text this? - Yes.

Are you sure you're not followed? - Yes.

How could Sven approve this?

I said I would do this, with or without him. He had no choice.

Sven is dead, why don't you give up? - Precisely because Sven is dead.

There's a mole in the police. Probably right into Organized Crime.

The very same who betrayed Sven.

It's just me, Björn... - Wait... you have a fucking mole?!

You're in danger on both sides, the Mimicas and the police.

We keep going.

Christian... - We keep going.

Will you be there when Davor meets Rabia Sharif?

I was never involved so far but this time I'll be driving.

There's a microphone inside the pen. Get Davor to take it with him.

"Yes, sir"

We leave right away.

Perfect.

Here.

Here come the first guests.

Petter Hill and Rabia Sharif.

Stay here.

Everybody's here then. Davor Mimica.

Yes? - He's not carrying the pen.

Is it in the car? - Yes.

We gotta hear what they're saying. - I know! What can I do?

Improvise.

Davor... - Why are you here?

Take the coat. - Why?

You're bleeding.

Ok.

He made it.

Wait in the lobby. This doesn't concern you.

Forget it or I'll take her back to the airport. You're the guest here.

I thought we had an agreement.

It's ok, I'll wait in the lobby. - Ok, thank you.

So, welcome to Stockholm.

It's an honor to finally meet you. I hope this'll turn out well for both of us.

Tina... why now?!

Talk fast!

Can you deliver in 3 weeks time? - No problem. How much?

Tell me it's a joke.

100 kilos.

Bojan put a tracker on Petter Hill's car. - What?

That bastard!

He just asked for backup to check on Petter and since Petter's car is right there...

Bojan is on his way here... now.

Bojan cannot see us here.

Hey there! - Just listen. Go to Petter's car, a Chevrolet Silverado.

A colleague put a tracker in the car. You gotta find it. - Absolutely.

Now, Christian!

Good to hear that. I'll let you know.

Come on, Christian!

Hello. I found it. - Good.

See the car that's just leaving? Put it on that one.

Where? - Run after him!

I'll never make it! - Run! Faster!

Your license, please. - What is it about?

Did you have a room here? - No, a meeting.

Is this your car? - Yes.

Ok, have a nice day.

Fuck it!

You got Istanbul. Now it's our turn.

You'll find 'em there.

Go with mom. - What was that?

Mom... - I'll be right back.

Not the kids!

...in the house right behind me two people were murdered.

The victims are the leader of the bikers' gang Delincuentos...

...victims of a gang war.

It seems the Rautavaaras were living here under cover to protect themselves...

We're at fucking war.

Whoever loses, dies. Right?

What? - What you mean "what"?

Let me go! Let me go, fuck it!

Let go of me, dammit!

Take his jacket off.

Pull up the shirt. - Stop it!

Here we go!

Do the President's mark!

I can't forgive myself. I don't know how you can forgive me.

I can't even imagine how you feel right now.

It'll take years for you to get over this.

Here's what we do.

We pretend it never happened. - How? How can you forget...

I can.

Someone's looking to buy.

Can you deliver in 3 weeks time? - 3 weeks? No problem. How much?

100 kilos.

You're joking. - No. 100 kilos.

How will you bring that into Sweden? - That's my problem. Do we have a deal?

100 kilos. Wow!

How the fuck they'll do that?

I don't know.

This is our headquarters, you're safe here.

Will you go on despite the mole? - Yes.

Why? - Why are you doing it?

I'm a cop, I like to wipe shit off the streets.

Same goes for me.

Gotta go back.

I'll walk you.

I'll see you.

Of course.

I'm going alone. - Chippen...

What's important is that you get through this.

I'll do anything to keep you safe.

I promise.

ENGLISH SUBTITLES BY BARISHNIKOV