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Send two guards to the central section. An inmate attacked a guard.

- I want out. - Get me the name of the rat.

- What the fuck?! - That'll teach you.

- Take the cuffs off! - Tell Ghaleeb to stop.

You're granted parole if you behave.

Three Kinder Eggs. Six grams of hash in each.

- Ghaleeb! - Place the defibrillation electrodes.

Shock recommended.

This is not what happened. - But it's not far from it.

You put him in an illegal leglock. - He got himself into it.

- Who says it was illegal? - What else could we do?

We scratch each other's backs and solve each other's problems if you just sign.

- Just sign! - Do you think it was on purpose?

- Come on, Sammi. - Do you think any of us wanted this?

- Just sign. - He's in a fucking coma!

Hey!

You rat on three guards -

you're not only history here but in all prisons.

Nobody will wanna be on duty with you and nobody will have your back. Got it?

Not to mention you're living with an inmate's girlfriend.

PRISONER

I won't suspend you. That would scream to the world that I don't trust you.

I've handed the case over to the police, who'll interview you -

- and ask for your statements, which I have here in front of me.

It's perfectly normal to have different recollections of such an incident.

Different wording.

In this case, they are conspicuously identical.

- It does strike me as collusion. - Are you calling us liars?

Why didn't you videotape the incident? - No time. It all happened so fast.

- It wasn't planned. - Sure it was planned.

Look, it escalated. You can't plan that.

No.

If Ghaleeb comes out of his coma, his version will be different.

It's going to be four guards' statements against a sorry inmate's. No contest.

But the doctors might see another story if he doesn't come out of his coma.

The police are gonna be all over that -

- because that's a criminal offense, false testimony.

Doing time won't be a joyride for any of you.

So, are you sticking to these statements regardless?

Yes.

- Henrik? - Yes.

And you, John? - Yes.

Sammi?

This is what happened.

Someone get in here!

What are you yelling about? - A phone.

- Move. - Let me finish.

- Move and put out the cigarette. - Alright.

- Can I fix the hot and cold water? - Leave it there, okay?

You said I could call her on your night shift.

After Ghaleeb, they're checking all outbound calls. Even from the cage.

The others know he was ratted out. What if they find out it was me?

I'm the only Dane in the section. When will they come knocking?

- The campaign ends in four weeks. - Who cares if your prison shuts down?!

I'll just be transferred. It makes no difference to me.

If I'd seized the lump, Youssef and Ghaleeb would've known you were the rat.

Shit, man

I know you're helping me and my girl, and I'm grateful.

You know that, right?

Somebody delivers it to the section when we're all in the workshops.

When the section's empty.

Only guards have access to the section.

I don't know, man. You do cell searches, you find a lot -

- and then boom! We're all stocked up again.

Let's just go. I don't wanna talk to the imam today.

- I just talked to our informer. - Yes?

I think we have a dirty guard.

Excuse me?

- Probably from the Hulk's section. - Why a guard?

Because their stash keeps getting replenished.

It's delivered to Blue while the inmates are in the workshops. Huge deliveries.

We've had 16-17 different guards in the Blue Section these past months.

Damn!

- Goddammit! - I think I have the solution.

The plumber found a mobile phone in the kitchen in A2.

- But I left it. - Why?

Can place a micro voice recorder under the phone cover.

It's voice-activated and we record the call.

Smart.

Well, I don't know what you're up to.

Do your thing and I'll figure out my move.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

- Thanks for coming. - No problem.

- We'd love to get our own pooches. - Me and Coco are always on the road.

The morning shift is about to start, so let's go meet them.

- Have the dogs sniff out the guards... - Excuse me?

We have two consultants on our back. They...

Listen. Vetting my colleagues won't make me popular.

I know. It's not my idea but theirs.

- Have a boring day. - Whenever you're ready.

- Welcome, Ma'am. - Thanks.

- Have a boring day. - You too. Won't be hard.

I'll just make my way through the coop.

Stand still and let the dog sniff you. It'll only take two seconds.

I'm due at the visitor section. - Oh. Say hi.

I won't tolerate unannounced..

- Calm down. Perfectly calm. I'm just saying..

- Just let it check you. - There's nothing to check.

- Just let me do my job. - It's not very nice to come to work...

- What the hell do you want me to do? - I don't know.

- Stop, stop. What's with the dog? - I was told to check out this section.

- Calm down. - Are you searching guards now?

Calm down! I have written orders..

Miriam.

Tuck in your shirt.

- Thanks. - Right.

- You're Henrik's lay representative. - I am.

- You have an inmate who's in a coma. - Yes, and we've given our statements.

Henrik, describe the techniques you applied to restrain the inmate.

- It's all in the report. - Please demonstrate it.

That would be a big help.

- If you don't mind lying on the ground. - No problem.

We put the inmate in an armlock, twisting his arms around his back.

We press the inmate's head down.

The pressure makes him lose his balance and he falls down.

- How many of you are there? - We're all four in the room.

- You help him onto the floor? We pressure him. He puts up a fight.

A knee between the shoulder blades, and we force his arm around his back.

Then we cuff him, and that's that.

And where are his legs? - In a held leglock.

- They're bent and held by you? - Yes.

Okay, thanks.

Did you use handcuffs or strips?

- Handcuffs. And you stayed in contact with him?

Yes, we stayed in contact with him.

- You claim the incident wasn't taped. - It's no claim. It wasn't taped.

You call two guards over the radio, but...

Sometimes things happen fast. - No time to get a camera?

An 80-kg steroid inmate is coming for you. He's aggressive, he hates you.

You don't have time to get a camera, turn it on, press a button or whatever.

That's not the reality on the floor. It's not a cushy desk job!

Try a shift in the real world, people - Easy now.

Hello there. Waiting for me? - Not like I have a choice.

How's the anger? - How's yours?

- Fine. - You weren't involved with Ghaleeb?

- No. - Everyone wants to know who did it.

Yeah, it's a mess.

The Kinder Eggs weren't enough. Panik's using tank trucks now.

- Got some in you now? How many? - Three.

Listen...

- Why don't I put you in the hole? - No.

They punish suspected dodgers.

If I go in the hole, their thugs will be waiting for me when I get out.

I'm getting out soon. If you force people to take a crap, I'm fucked.

Relax. We don't have enough staff for potty duty.

Sure?

Just give it a boil. It's pasta.

It's safe to eat.

Tommy. Here you go. Your cell was clean.

- Take it back inside... - What's his problem?

We did a full shakedown. Nothing. I don't get it.

- They're hiding it better. - Better? They're still smoking.

- Didn't I tell you to clean up? - Go to your cells.

You have to keep the phone turned on. I'm sick of following you.

Yeah, she's right here.

Do you want me to hold on to her? Perfect.

Hi, Miriam.

Listen closely.

You're not making it easy on yourself.

The last delivery didn't make it.

What's going on?

I had to flush it out. They had a sniffer dog.

Your debt is growing because of the rat, so smoke him out.

He's ratting on Panik and us. It must be someone getting favors from you guards.

Keep an eye out for inmates getting early parole, more visits -

- that kind of thing.

For Asger's sake. Do it.

And for your grandchild's sake.

I'll Look into it.

Henrik, you'd better go check Red.

- Henrik to John. - John speaking.

It's written in the bathroom in C2 as well.

The names of the four guards who used force on Ghaleeb are out.

We want them suspended.

Their being here offends the inmates' sense of justice.

- Their sense of justice? - Find this funny, do you?

Great to see you've settled in so well that you speak for both Blue and Red.

When you put an inmate in a coma and protect the guards, we stand united.

I'd advise you to suspend the guards for now.

- Are you threatening us? - Not at all.

We're informing you.

We're fucking informing you.

- Okay, I'm pulling you out. - Put me on gate duty, and I quit.

You're off yard duty. Too many inmates.

And what about the home front?

They don't know your surnames or addresses, or they would've added them.

You can bring a pepper spray home.

Pepper spray, great. John, problem solved.

We're on high alert if Red and Blue team up.

Are you here?

Hi, honey.

Hi. What's up?

Can't find the bloody car keys. I have to go pick up Martin.

No, honey. We aren't going anywhere.

I have to pick up Martin now.

- Stop it. - Shut up, bitch!

Martin isn't coming home. Come back. - Shut the fuck up!

- Careful... - Where are you off to?

Move!

What the hell are you doing? Move!

- Torsten, calm down. - I have to pick up my son!

- Let's first go back. - Calm down.

What the hell are you doing?! I have to pick up my son!

- It's the Dolomites. - Have you been there?

They lie between Pordenone and Udine.

Just a minute.

It's a mess.

- Can you give him a sedative? - No, forced medication is banned.

- So this will just go on. - No.

Torsten's tantrums upset the other residents.

- So I gather. - We've had to lock him in his room.

Unless Torsten calms down, we have to move him to a geropsychiatric home.

- Why is the train silent? - Ellen, I'll be right there.

They're used to aggressive dementia sufferers.

They also use a lot of restraints and medication -

- so let's do our best to keep Torsten here.

Yes.

- You rang? - My head is throbbing.

- Do you want a couple of painkillers? - Something strong, but not Diazepam.

I usually smoke a little bedtime spliff -

- so I was thinking you could go loot the contraband.

- I'm kidding. - I'll get some painkillers.

I need something stronger. I haven't slept for two days.

You gotta do something.

- I have a girl outside... - Sit down and breathe.

- She needs someone to be there for her. - Sit down and breathe.

- Breathing doesn't work. - Breathe in for four seconds.

Hold for four seconds and breathe out for four seconds.

And breathe out for four seconds.

One more time.

Do that a few times. It helps.

LEARN ARABIC

I miss talking to her.

I want to hear about her days, her thoughts.

- Do you write to her? - Yes. About how I'm doing.

About the fucking pressure of being in this dump.

I don't know what else to write.

You could write how grateful you are for her love.

About your new life together when you get out.

Look forward to all the good things in store.

Now lie down and get some sleep.

Good morning. Do you want me to leave the door open?

Good morning.

- I said good morning. Answer, Danny. - Yeah.

Danny. Danny, what's going on? Danny, look at me.

Danny, what's going on?

Danny, I need to take a look.

Miriam to Sille from cell 41. The inmate has lost a lot of blood.

- I don't know why. - Go to your cells.

Danny, look at me. You're going to the sick ward.

- Don't tell anyone. - Tell them what?

- Just don't. What happened?

- Not an assault. The cell was locked. - I'll get someone to escort him.

It's gonna be okay.

Rectal perforation.

Something was stuck, and he tried digging it out with a teaspoon.

They're using the weak inmates as tank trucks.

That's why we didn't find anything. - Yeah.

- It's that pathetic campaign... - Take this so he can get a new one.

- Why? - It's covered in blood and shit.

- Just wash it off. - Gross. Get him a new one.

- Seriously? - Thanks.

We're on potty duty all day now, anyway.

Tommy, we have reason to suspect you're hiding something up your ass.

You're not getting out of here until you've taken a giant dump.

Henrik? I didn't think you were on duty.

So who did you expect? - Anyone but you.

Well, well. I have Tommy here.

Take off your clothes and put on that underwear.

You'll get three meals.

You can smoke. You'll get water and coffee.

And when it's time to do a big poop -

- I'll come help and watch you. Okay?

I'll be back shortly, Henrik.

- Fuck! Stay calm but hurry, okay?

Just give me two secs.

You'll get plenty of water and coffee and your hands must remain visible.

You don't have to sit like that. A guard will watch you.

- Okay. All done?

He's coming! Sit down.

- Oh. Just checking if everything's okay.

He's all done. He was fast.

Ew!

- Fast delivery next door. - Great.

Judo, refresh that House rule for me.

Right. The rookie takes care of that.

That's you, Sammi. Here you go.

Have fun.

Get to work.

You're the shit, Sammi.

Nothing.

Show me those hands.

- Fuck this shit! - Katie, stop it.

- Fuck! - Stop! Or go back to your cell.

- Henrik, come here. - Coming.

Kalle!

What are you doing here?

Are you stoned?

- Asger, answer me. - No, I'm not stoned.

I can tell you are.

It's just benzos. To steady my nerves.

Kicked me out.

I do everything for you!

ALL you have to do is stay fucking clean!

I have to do everything else!

Get up and call Tina.

I'll start going to meetings again. I must realize I'll always be an addict.

- And I must stay clean. No exceptions. - I can't do this.

Tina, come here.

Sit down.

Get that you can't trust Asger anymore.

These... are the ones we use in prison.

You pop it into a glass of urine for five seconds.

Then you can test him for coke, opioids, amphetamine, hash, the works.

- Asger will consent to random tests. - Yes.

And he will agree to let social services subject him to random tests.

- But that's not how you have a family. - Tina, you can trust me.

- One positive test, and it's over. - He knows that.

Keep your nose clean from now on.

God, grant me the serenity

to accept the things I cannot change.

The courage to change the things I can.

And the wisdom to know the difference.

God, grant me the serenity...

How did it go with the psychiatrist?

I'm on new pills.

They're supposed to be stronger, but they don't work.

They just make me constipated. My belly is one big lump.

- I wrote a Letter Like you told me to. - Right.

- Did it turn out good? - I need to see her when I say it.

I can't just write it. It doesn't work.

- When are you eligible for parole? - In 10 months. Feels like an eternity.

Do like the addicts. Take one day at a time.

And suddenly the day will come, and time's flown.

What a bunch of crap.

Well, in you go.

It's from Benji.

Is there a human being in there?

- Tell me a secret about yourself. - No way.

Okay, I'll start.

Got pregnant last summer.

After we'd had sex in the visitor room. So I had an abortion.

- Does Benji know? Benji would've gone apeshit on me.

Benji told me about all the crazy shit the two of you used to do.

Is it true?

We robbed a drug store when we were...

...16 or so. Bahgat told us to.

We tore into the place in masks and waving bats. It went haywire.

The owner attacked Benji and held on to him.

So I knocked him out.

We fled and split up and the police caught Benji later that night.

But he didn't tell on me.

He spent two years in juvie.

Got off.

The drug store owner suffered brain damage and was stuck with a limp.

What did your mom say

My mom was pretty fucked.

In and out of mental institutions, so I was placed in foster care.

The other two kids there kept calling me a weirdo.

That's all I really remember.

Thanks.

Lose it. You look like a fucking criminal. Who's the criminal here?

- You. I want to look Like a criminal. - Why?

- I look tough. - You look like shit.

You're a handsome criminal. I wanna Look Like you. I'LL Let my hair grow.

Oh, shut up.

- Hi there, buddy. Where's Mom? - At Henriette's.

- Where have you been? - Playing badminton.

I'll grab a shower, and then let's you and I play a game.

- Why didn't you shower there? - I was eager to get home to you.

You didn't bring your bag.

No...

They let you borrow rackets there...

My last will if I die in the service

Honey, come and have some coffee.

I got those cakes...

What are they called again?

The long ones.

I hope he's okay.

Why doesn't he call?

Relax, honey.

- I'm talking about our son here. - Come and have some coffee.

I don't get it. Why the hell doesn't he call?

He did call.

What?

He just called.

- What did he say? - Well...

He said everything was fine, and...

He's on his way home.

Damn, that's great.

I haven't seen these in ages.

Where did you get them?

At the baker's.

Coffee bread.

Coffee bread, that's it.

Well...

Shouldn't we butter it? - No, no butter.

Here. Dunk it in the coffee.

What did she say about my letter?

- She said thanks. - Thanks? Oh.

If she leaves me, I'm gonna slit my wrists.

Will you clean up after me?

- Shall we? - I'd sure like my payment.

- Payment? - My parole.

- Not 10 months early, you moron. - I can't wait 10 months.

I gotta get out to my girl before she slips away from me.

I'll keep singing for you

- but you gotta deliver the parole you promised me.

- I'LL ask, okay? Don't ask. Just get me my parole.

Sammi, you owe me! I took the fall for you back then.

You wouldn't be in that blue shirt otherwise. It could've been me.

Not that I'd ever become a cop, but then -

- you're not really a cop but just a turnkey.

I'm messing with you.

I want to get out. Help me get out to Ariana. Help me!

I'll fix it, okay?

I promise.

Sounds good.

What do you need translated?

Youssef is talking to someone.

I want to know what they're arguing about. Okay?

They're saying hello. "What's up, brother? What's up?"

This I don't understand..

They know about all of it.

Something seems to have gone wrong.

And...

They're talking about Ghaleeb.

They knew what he was up to or what he was doing.

They knew what he was taking out.

The other guy is annoyed about something. About his money.

His nephew Ghaleeb is in hospital. Youssef...

Youssef says they have a cop with full access.

"Why doesn't she do something?"

- Did you say "she"? - Yes, and the other guy...

- Why doesn't "she" do something? - Yes.

Shit, they're saying...

If they get hold of the rat, then...

You don't have to translate any more. Thanks.

We've had Lotte, Jose, Filippa, Joy, Miriam.

Six women in Blue.

Jesus!

Okay, anything else?

- Benji from A2 would Like his parole. - Benjamin?

A bit early, isn't it?

He wants it prematurely.

Is he our guy?

Okay.

You and I know. Anyone else? - No.

So why Let him out? - Quid pro quo.

Gave him my word.

Okay. I'll call the parole board. In recognition of devoted service.

- Hi. Miriam? - Hi.

So, how are things? - Fine.

Look, we don't understand how the Hulk gets his goods.

- They always find a way in. - Yes, but...

You're more on the floor than me. You see and hear more.

Our ladies, Sille, Lotte, Jose, Joy, Filippa.

Any thoughts about them? Anything off lately? Anything dodgy?

What are we talking about?

Our wiretap revealed that Blue may have a dirty guard who acts as their mule.

And the guard is a woman.

Is any of those ladies in trouble, in need of some extra cash?

- Or in love with an inmate? - It's a smokescreen.

They know we tap the house phones...

Nope. We found their mobile.

We're tapping it, so...

- It's not by the book, so keep quiet. - Sure.

I’ll give you a shout if I see anything dodgy with the ladies.

Hi.

- I gave you a mobile. Fucking use it. - They may be tapping it.

They're tapping your phone on the inside -

and you've blabbed about having a woman mule.

My nephew is still in a coma!

I can't help you.

If I find your rat, you'll just bail on our deal again -

- threaten Asger and force a new delivery on me...

I can't trust you so do what you gotta do.

- I give you my word. - Again? Well, thanks a million.

When I get the rat

- both yours and Asger's debt is settled.

I swear on my daughter's life.

This is no longer business.

This rat is a personal matter. So find him.

- I'm going to work. - Right.

Give Benji this.

In his letter, he talked about his future with kids and his love for me...

I have to break up with him, so give him this letter -

- and make sure he doesn't do anything stupid and make him take his pills.

- It's a bad time. He's fragile. - He's always fragile.

- It's the antidepressants... Just give him the letter, okay?

For his sake, too.

And ours.

- You and me. - Wait a few weeks.

A few weeks? What the fuck?

- I'm through with him. - I'll give him the letter.

Weirdo.

I'm sorry.

Any letters for me? - Yes.

I'm here for my pills.

Any mail for me?

- No. - Sure?

Yes. Positive.

Show me your tongue. And underneath. Thank you.

What do you want?

Give me the rat and we'll strike you off the list.

The list doesn't have to include four names, understand?

- I don't know what you mean. - Fine.

Don't say you didn't get the offer.

Hey, look.

The suckermouth was practically sitting on it.

Look what I found in the fish tank.

- It's a fucking arms race. - I'm not paid enough to deal with this.

Let's hope this is the lot.

This is sick.

Dad.

- Dad? Listen, this is important. - No, my sleep is important.

- At breakfast Mom sensed I was upset. - I've been at work all night...

But this is important.

She asked me if I was upset about school and kept asking me.

So I said you didn't bring your racket and I was afraid you'd get a divorce.

Didn't say it on purpose. It just flew out.

- Now we're going to Auntie's. - Gustav, Let's go.

- Let's go. - Oh, fuck!

What's going on? Hey! What the fuck are you doing?

- Swell, Henrik. Tell your girlfriend... - Calm down. I'm trying to talk to you.

- Have fun at badminton. - Let's talk. You can't just take off.

Mie, stay. Don't go!

Okay!

Bad news from the hospital.

Our inmate who was in a coma died last night.

I'm not at liberty to tell you his name, but you know who.

You will feel the brunt of this. I know you're up against the wall

- but remain calm. This must not escalate.

Do not go to and from work in uniform.

Retaliation could happen on the outside, so be alert and armed with pepper spray.

Look out for yourselves and each other. Now get back to work.

Have you got Benji on a leash?

Yes.

I want to know what goes on in the cells after dark.

- Sure. The inmates are gonna react for sure.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

What's up?

What's up?

Are you and the Hulk best pals now?

What does your stepdad think about that?

- You're a fucking guard. - Relax.

I'm an inmate. My friends are the other inmates.

You... You lock me up, wake me up and tear my cell apart.

You look up my ass and tell me to cough.

And you're one of the four, Henrik. And now Ghaleeb is dead.

Our friendship is over. You're a fucking whore guard.

- Come on... might be me in strips next time.

- Let's try to solve this together. - Fuck off.

Piss off.

Fuck off!

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