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Sally is his only unsolved case.

I really like him.

- Yeah. And he loves you! - But it's too dangerous.

If it was that I'd missed you, I may not have bought a goldfish, but a snake.

Goodbye.

- It's all about Pinocchio. - Worth 300 million.

The ones that went after Martin and von Comer, were after the art.

Whoever has the art could be the murderer.

Ankan must think it's only about the icons, or it's all over for me.

- And Pinocchio? - We find the murderer, we find him.

- You play this well and you'll get 10%. - I was thinking 50%.

You can forget it.

My old friend, how are you?

Dubrovnik's coming to meet the seller, who we believe is Eriksson's murderer.

"Give us Pinocchio or die". What the hell?

Damn!

- Chief Detective? - What is it?

How'd it go yesterday? You know, the...

Yeah, yeah. You're thinking of the picnic?

Yes, it was great, Edvin. Good job.

But Tina isn't here.

- Tina? - Yeah.

No, I don't see anyone. It's just you and me.

- And Egon... - And little me.

Jesus, Bäckström!

- Whiskey at this hour. It's only 10! - It usually is every day at this time.

- I'm going to see Kristin tomorrow. - Come on, answer...!

I'm going to explain that I wasn't cheating...

Niemi, I don't give a damn about your personal life.

What I'm trying to say is I'm pushing for her to let me come home.

Just pack and leave, there's no need for a farewell speech.

- No... - I'll see you at work later.

In any event, Edvin and I...

- We wanted to give you a surprise. - Not now, can't you see I'm busy?

- When Edvin returns from the Scouts? - Maybe.

Damnit, why don't you pick up!

- He won't come. - Yes, he will.

And we'll be ready. Right?

- Bäckström's leaving. - You know what to do.

Dubrovnik's car is stopping. He's getting out of the car.

Okay. Olzzon, Nord?

The seller could have a room at the hotel, so eyes on Dubrovnik.

Yeah, we're hot on his heels.

- Careful not to get burned. - So, we shouldn't say hello?

No, you should say, "Good day, sir", or he won't understand.

- He can't speak Swedish. - Stay alert.

Sorry.

- He's checking in. - Could I have a coffee?

Of course.

- He's heading for the elevator. - Okay. Check what room he's in.

- Hi. - Good day.

What's she playing at?

Don't take any risks, Nord.

What's happening?

He's going into his room.

Room 424. No seller. Getting a key.

Maybe you should show her some appreciation.

For what? Doing her job?

- Where've you been? The hairdressers? - No, nowhere. I just...

- Right, so... Dubrovnik is being watched. - Yes.

And he'll lead you and your colleagues to the seller?

Then in some cunning manner, you'll take the music box from under their noses?

Yeah, that's the plan and it must be done within eight hours.

- Nine, you said. - It was. Time passes at the hairdresser!

You can almost feel it. The curse.

Everyone that yearns for Pinocchio is afflicted by the curse.

Where are we now, in the Lord of the Rings ?

If you fail, you better have backup plan.

- Backup plan? I'll mail Gandalf. - Call Tina Bonde.

She can talk to them. It's the Russians, right?

Yeah, probably, but why in hell call her?

She's the last person I'd ask for help. That snake!

So, you'd rather die?

- Well, we can't just stand here... - Okay.

Dubrovnik has left his room. He's heading for the elevators.

- He's probably going to the auction. - I'll bug the room.

Olzzon. Dubrovnik's coming down in the elevator.

He's not in the elevator.

Check the stairs!

Where the hell is he?

- He's not on the stairs. - Securing second camera.

Clara, he could be heading back to his room. Get out now!

Fuck... I haven't got sound connected.

Fuck. There's the microphone.

Shit...

Yes, let's meet there. Right...

- Welcome. - Dubrovnik's going to meet someone.

The hat.

- He could be meeting the seller here. - Who do you think it is?

Hello, my friend.

You're here? Okay. Good, already.

Wonderful, wonderful. I'll be there in one moment. I'm just upstairs.

- Is G Gurra the seller? - Of course he's not!

- Why's he talking to Dubrovnik? - I don't know. I'll call and ask.

- You can't call. He'll lie, of course. - He's not involved.

No...

- He rejected the call? - Yeah, he rejected the call...

What's he doing? He's like a sack of potatoes.

- He's waiting. - Waiting for what - bedsores?

We'll see. Probably the seller. You in a hurry?

This is a bit like a moose hunt. You know, waiting in those hunting towers.

You never hunted moose.

No, but I could start, now that I have Cinnamon.

- That's what's nice about having animals. - That you can kill other animals?

No.

I have to go.

- Are you okay? - Of course. I'm fine.

Can't you open?

Didn't you say you'd rather get a snake than meet me?

Well, I'm sorry about the snake, Tina, but...

I think your Russian friends and your Tsar...

He's not my Tsar anymore, okay?

No. Tina...

Three people have had the same threat as me. Two are dead, one's in a coma.

Please, let me in. Please.

Hello... How are you?

Fine.

Anything to drink?

I want you to contact the Tsar.

I can't have anything to do with him now that I'm free of him.

Cut it out, of course you can. Just tell him I don't have Pinocchio.

- Do it yourself. - I have. I sent him 20 damn texts!

All I get back are new threats.

With a countdown hour by hour to my own death. I don't have that fucking music box.

- Why does he think you have it? - Because Severin's on TV...

...lying about me having stolen things from crime scenes.

- But you have. - Not from Eriksson's.

Okay, I saw...

I saw Pinocchio at Eriksson's stuffed into a whiskey box.

But then someone was there the next night and stole it.

Take it up with Ankan and your police colleagues.

At eight, my time is up and I'm a dead asshole.

We've been looking for the Tsar for six months, the Russian police even longer.

No one knows where he is or how to contact him apart from you.

Can you help me with this, please? Pretty please?

Can you help me with this? Hello, can you hear me?

- If you do exactly what I say. - Of course.

- You can leave now. - I'm leaving.

- And lie low. - Of course.

So what's the big hurry?

- Are you the one threatening Bäckström? - How can you believe something like that?

- You already killed Eriksson and... - Stop, stop a minute.

I actually feel quite...

What do the Swedes say?

Offended.

We're not guilty of Eriksson's death.

Yes, we threatened him. To get Pinocchio.

But someone got to him before us and took it.

- It wasn't Bäckström. - That's what he says.

But maybe he's duping you so you can dupe us.

- He said that you don't kid around. - That's fine, then.

Then he'll give it to us. And if he really doesn't have it...

...then he'll find it. It's a win-win situation for us.

And you'd kill a policeman for money?

A corrupt policeman.

- Is this payback? - Yes, payback. For Boris.

Bäckström killed his brother, if you remember.

Listen, I've got nothing against Bäckström.

But there's something else, Tina.

- And it's not about money. - What's it about, then?

- Freedom. - Freedom?

Yes, freedom.

I want to be free.

Free to go out and have a meal with friends in a restaurant.

Free to have a simple swim without planning for weeks.

Look at all this... This isn't a life.

- And a music box will change that? - Yes.

After we stole it for Eriksson

we found out it once belonged to our last Tsar family.

Now I'm going to return it. To us.

To Mother Russia.

- But how will that make you free? - Very simple.

You know, our dear president is very fond of antique Russian treasures.

If I give him Pinocchio, maybe I'll get what I want in exchange.

Amnesty in Russia.

In that way I can live a normal life again.

Free like a real person. Really free.

- How's it going? What's happening? - Bad news.

Eight o'clock still applies.

- You'll have to speak to them again. - No. No...

What the hell should we do? Let's go there and take a SWAT team with us.

- My link to Russian mafia will come out. - What difference does that make?

Evert...

I wish I could do what you're asking. But I'll lose everything.

- Lose? What do you have to lose? - What do you mean?

Everything I've fought for. My reputation, my clients.

My friends, who mean everything to me.

- My freedom. If I do it, I'll go to prison. - And I'll be dead at eight o'clock.

You want to, but you can't because you're in the hands of a damn psycho.

Who treats you like a puppet who dances to his song.

Freedom. Why you going on about freedom? You have none, where will you find that?

- So why'd you ask for my help? - I'm wondering the same thing!

- He's coming! - Okay.

- What are you up to? Haven't left yet? - Three, two, one...

You recognize it?

It's the Sally painting in 3D.

With the whole wood grove as well.

And the meadow you ran over.

I've been sleeping badly lately, so...

So I made it as a thanks for being able to stay here.

Well, me and Edvin, of course.

As you can see, the figures aren't exactly to scale.

But the rest of it is. It could be really useful

if you'd like an overview of the killer's possible escape route.

Like, for example: the country road and railway are obvious.

But the route over the lake. They haven't looked at that properly.

You can go to and from the village, no problem!

Also to the family estate.

You never said she was the daughter of a count.

We recreated the scene of the murder from the police report.

Yes...

Here you are when you were a boy and ran over the field to the grove.

Sally!

Sally!

Sally!

Sally!

Sally?

But it's not quite like you said.

Sally wasn't lying on green moss, but on muddy ground.

She wasn't on her back either, but on her belly, pressed into the mud.

So, according...

...to the report, you remember wrong.

Stop...

Her head had traces of aggravated assault.

According to the report she was strangled to death.

- Stop, Edvin. - Well...

- It's good to know. - We just wanted to help.

- Niemi! - Evert...

- Have you got a fucking screw loose? - Evert!

Goddamn idiot!

- That would suit you. - That one?

- This one. - You think?

- Isn't that something for you? - Yeah.

- Anything happened? Nothing? - Not yet.

- Olzzon, Nord? Status? - 20th coffee so I'm staying awake.

I know we've been at it all day, but don't let up. Stay sharp!

- Okay? - Please...

Don't move!

Drop your weapon.

As it is now, I need the money.

Yes, this is a death mask from Burundi.

It's of a certain age, you can see that. Where's it from? How did you get it?

It's been in the family for many years.

- Perhaps through my great-grandfather. - Something's happening.

Where did he get it from?

I think contact's been made. Be on your toes.

I must say, this is a splendid little mask.

G Gurra is here.

- G Gurra? - He's carrying a thick case.

- With place for four icon paintings? - No, maybe a couple.

- What do you think? - I don't know.

- He's taken the elevator. - Nord, he's coming to you!

- Hello. - Good to see you, my friend.

Very nice.

Oh, what a nice room you have.

- Yes, great values for money. - Speaking of which...

- Shall we? - Absolutely.

- Do we have a camera in there? - No...

Did you tell Gurra we were watching Dubrovnik?

I don't think so. Not as I recall.

I think.

Thank you very much.

G Gurra's leaving the room with the case.

- Could he be getting more paintings? - That seems a bit dumb.

- Bäckström and I will tail G Gurra. - Ankan, Bäckström can't shadow him.

She's right. You're a close friend and if he's involved...

He's not involved. He's the one that gave us Dubrovnik.

To seem innocent, yes. What's to say he hasn't lied to us and to you the whole time?

I have him in the lobby on the way out.

Bäckström stays here. Olsson, come with me.

Now.

- Dubrovnik left the room. - You and Olzzon follow him.

Bäckström will hold the fort here.

Olzzon, start the car!

Olzzon, you have to go to the surveillance van. Give me the keys.

- Why? - Get going, so we don't miss anything!

- Where's Olzzon going? - He has a bad belly.

- We're following G Gurra's car westwards. - Dubrovnik's going in the same direction.

Bäckström, you were meant to stay in the van!

Since when does he do what you say?

Olzzon couldn't go so I had to take over. He got the runs.

Are they going to meet again outside the city?

Or maybe meeting the seller.

That could be. G Gurra may be a middleman.

Or they're going to have dinner in a nice restaurant.

There are plenty of fancy restaurants here.

Okay. G Gurra just turned off.

Dubrovnik's doing so as well.

- Looks like our friend's taking a break. - Maybe he's meeting the seller?

Dubrovnik's stopped at a lay-by. How are things at your end?

Gurra has stopped at a farm.

- Gurra's going in. - Well, Dubrovnik's getting out.

Things are starting to move here.

Hello! Police.

- What? - Give me the phone, please.

- What's written there? - What's going on?

That he's going to meet the seller.

Let's go.

These are GPS coordinates. "Come alone".

Give me the car keys. Give me the fucking car keys! Thank you.

- What are you doing? Taking his place? - Yes. You take him to the station.

- You need backup, damnit! - Do what I fucking say!

- I'm not Ankan. - No, but jobless if you don't listen!

And I need that hat, please.

Police!

- Police! - Open it!

- What? - Now!

Could you hold that a minute?

- What the hell is that? - A beautiful old travelling record player.

Which I used to play a not entirely legal recording

of Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake recorded at Berwaldhallen in 1980.

- The interesting thing about it... - Is it what you played for Dubrovnik?

Yes. How did you know?

- Does Bäckström know about this? - No, he doesn't like classical music.

Actually, Bäckström doesn't like music at all.

Clara, tell me, what's happening? What? What did he do?

I don't see a price on this.

Yes?

Don't go all the way there. Send the coordinates and we'll meet a bit away.

What happened with G Gurra?

- He's got nothing to do with this. - Are you sure?

- Send the coordinates! - Sure.

What do you think of this?

Not now, Kristian.

It must have been a while since Bäckström read this report.

Yes, if he ever has read it.

Why wouldn't he have read it? He's been working on this case almost 50 years.

When you're older you'll understand that people don't always say the way it is.

I know what lying is.

Yes...

Of course you do. Children also lie to one another.

But we adults, we sometimes lie to ourselves.

I still don't understand. Why would he lie about the Sally case?

I don't really know.

But sometimes you redo... You redo things that have happened.

In your head.

Or you can't live with it.

We're on our way. Don't do anything until we get there. Hello?

Hello? You hear me...?

Don't you want to wait for the cavalry?

Right, you can't. How stupid of me.

You lied to them. You went behind their backs and tried to steal the music box.

Hang on. That sounds really familiar.

That's... That's exactly what I did.

Crazy! We've lived in the same way.

- No way we have. - Yes.

And now it seems we're going to die in the same way.

Screw you...

It sounds like you're scared. That's not so weird, I get it.

Yeah, if anyone gets it, it's me.

I didn't want to die, either. Not at all.

I'd just met my daughter who I didn't even know existed.

And I think you have...

Right, what do you have?

That's it, what do you have? You have nothing.

No one who cares. It must be quite lonely.

- Go to hell! - No, Evert...

Excuse me, stay here. Take it easy.

You stay here and wait for Ankan. Let her help you.

Everything will work out. You're not as alone as you think.

Shit...!

Police, stop!

Stop!

Bäckström?

- You alright? - Go away.

Shit.

Shit...

Inside the container. Okay...

There you are, my friend.

Shit...

Shit...

Shit!

Oh, your time is up.

I want to be free.

If I give him Pinocchio, then maybe, I hope...

...I can live a normal life again.

Free like a real person.

Really free.

Bäckström?

He didn't listen to you, as usual.

When will you realize he doesn't take you seriously?

It's okay, I live here. I'm with the police. You can go.

- It's okay. - It's okay.

Oh, shi...!

Edvin!

Edvin!

Edvin!