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GOTHENBURG POLICE INTELLIGENCE BRIEFING

MAJOR ARMS SHIPMENT

Life imprisonment

One informant DETAILS TO LISA

DETAILS TO LISA

Drop the gun!

Frank.

One informant CODE NAME "LISA"

Johan Falk Codename Lisa

Frank.

Frank, wake up.

There's someone at the door.

- What? - There's someone at the door.

Did you hear it?

It's okay.

Nothing there.

- You scared the shit out of me. - What's this?

- What? - How long have you had this?

A couple of days.

I will not go unarmed, when I have the whole payment with me.

Was that how you spoke to the broker?

No, baby. I spoke very nicely. You should have heard my French.

Stay there.

Mama, come here!

Help me down! I want down!

- Marie! - Mama, come on!

Marie.

Now we stay quiet, Calle

Calle, come on.

- Mama. - Hear that? Upstairs. Go up.

Put him in it.

Good. Come on.

It's okay, I've got you.

Where are they?

The police could be here anytime. Let's go.

Go around the car with mamma.

Oh no...

Is it the neighbor's cat again?

- We have adjusted the alarm. - Yes.

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What the hell?

Come in.

- What is it? - No, no, no. These are some friends.

This is Hel�n. Frank, Marie, Calle.

Come on.

- You want something to drink? - Give me that.

- What happened? - Someone tried to kill us.

- I shot back. - Not now, Nina. Why?

I don't know. I think the guy I shot, was Russian. He's lying there.

- Dead? - Yes, I think so.

You can't stay here.

Are you three years old? So do you like it here?

Can I give you some socks?

I've informed Patrik. We'll arrange a motel room.

- You must go to Marie's apartment. - It's already sealed off.

- Besides, I'm not a cop anymore. - What?

I've put in my resignation.

I left a bag with all of our money. Our future is in it.

- Can I talk to you? - Johan...

What is it?

It is urgent. What is it?

Helen, I have to do it. I owe it to him.

Okay.

Is it good?

Yes, little Felix...

You went first.

I always thought I would go first.

But no.

Want one?

Then you'll get one. But one is enough, otherwise you get so damn loud.

There you go.

Hell, you gotta help me.

Up... so.

No! What the hell?

Have I got your attention?

- Have you been drinking too much? - Son of a bitch.

What a tough guy.

Your second in command, Frank Wagner, is an informant to the police.

Really? Fuck you!

It is your responsibility to inform all your contacts...

...that Frank is a police informant.

- You bastard. - Son of a bitch.

Make sure he stays sober!

- Now, do I have your full attention, Mr. Rydell? - Yes, you've got my fucking attention!

There is a price on Frank Wagner's head. Either you kill him...

...Or your contacts kill him, and this price is paid by you.

Why should I take orders from a fucking cunt like you?

Seth Rydell's Social Secuirity number 660621-0150.

Former girl friend, Natascha Elmborg, mother of your child, age four.

After the loss of your younger brother, I'm sure you don't want any further complications.

You will spread the word, Seth Rydell will pay half a million, at least...

...to whoever kills Frank Wagner.

I need some proof. Show me some fucking proof.

POLICE WARRANT PREPARED BY JOHAN FALK

CODE NAME "LISA"

- Dick. - Would you do me a favor?

Can you check which company has camera at the ATM?

- Hello. - What are you doing here?

I would like to look at the apartment.

- What have you to do with it? - I'm helping a friend.

With buttoned jacket and hands in pockets.

We'd better be quick, the techical guys are on their way.

- Who is that? - I have no idea.

- What the Hell, put that away. - Of course.

- Has anything been impounded? - No, nothing's been touched.

- Hello. - Hello. J�rgen.

- Thank you, Dick. - Who's that friend?

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

If Seth found out, he'd whack me, but he wouldn't hire some Russians.

And we've had no dealings with Russians for a long time.

If Johan is not a cop anymore, shouldn't you contact your family?

- They hate me. - We need help.

They're traffic cops. They can't do anything.

And if it turns out I'm not exposed, then I'm in trouble.

- Thanks. And the bag? - It wasn't there.

- Do you know who this is? - That's the guy I whacked.

What do you think?

I've been exposed, right?

Yes, unless you have another theory.

- What else would it be? - I do not know.

But there is something that's not right.

- Hello? - Do you keep notes of our meetings?

Yes, we always do.

But I don't write your name. I use the code name I gave you.

But your fucking notes are about to get me killed.

- What happened? - You must destroy the damn records.

- You need to get a handle on this now. - What are you talking about? What happened?

Check if someone has got hold of the damn notes you've written about me.

Code Name or not, I don't give a shit. Just do as I say, you dyke.

Girls!

- You need to get a handle on it now. - I promise, I'll check into it.

Now. Do you hear what I'm saying?

Hey, hey, hey. Hey, baby.

Hello.

- Mama, when are we going to Liseberg? - Or to Universeum?

- We can do both. - We'll see.

So many plans you have. Jump in.

I'm sending this to charity. Then some other kids can play with it.

See you.

- Hello. - Hello.

On Wednesday, it's the school trip. So they'll need sandwiches.

Or pancakes. I know all about it.

How does it feel to put work aside for a whole weekend?

I have... never said sorry.

Sorry. I was a huge idiot. I was a...

...a real shit.

Have a good weekend.

- Mama? - What happened?

Mama, Mama?

Police! Drop the gun!

Fuck! Get in the car, girls!

Mama...

Send an ambulance. A police officer's been shot.

- Frank knows all about us. - Don't be so negative.

That may explain why we never graduated to the next level.

- Do we have things we need to move on? - No.

Frank doesn't know the new locations. Now we'll do it like this.

We go out and talk to everyone and ask them to spread the word.

The whole town must know that the person who shoots Wagner, gets half a million.

- Where are you getting the money? - That's my problem, not yours.

It's important to explain to them, that we clean up our own shit.

Whatever they say, it is we who have suffered the most.

- What else? - Yes. That's it. Come on.

Everything in me says, "Go your own way. Let him stew now. "

- I understand. - Do you?

Really?

My life isn't worth shit without you.

- Sorry, but you have to see this. - What is it? I...

It's from shooting in the apartment on Kungsgatan.

But isn't this something your department should take care of?

It's too sensitive. Look here, and you'll understand.

These are images from an ATM across the street.

And that... Frank Wagner.

Isn't he suspected of a police murder in Gothia Towers?

Exactly. Look at his hand.

A corpse, an armed Frank Wagner...

Same time, near the crime scene.

These are grounds to investigate.

But I still think you should show this to your department.

No. Watch this now.

This is 70 minutes later. From a machine further up the street.

It's Falk.

Therefore, you have the case, not my department.

You should also know that Falk said to me that he was helping a friend.

Now you see.

It's Frank Wagner. I don't know, but...

It's a little uncomfortable.

What the hell do we do now?

We do what we always do. We do our job.

Contact Witness Protection. Tell them who Codename Lisa is.

We must assume Frank has been exposed.

Withdraw your resignation. You're crucial as Frank's contact.

No, that's not going to happen. I'm only responsible for Frank.

Get a hold of Witness Protection I'll send a text message with the address.

Do we know if his cover is blown or could it be a criminal showdown?

Maybe Sophie can find out.

- She has the day off. - You need to show we're behind him now.

Okay, I'll talk to St�hlgren. Just a minute, Johan.

Sophie's been shot.

She's alive but unconscious. They say that it's serious.

- Where is she? - At Sahlgrenska.

- Come on. - I'll call you later.

Frank.

A colleague from GSI has been shot.

It can't be a coincidence. I have to leave immediately.

Don't wait for Witness Protection. Go ahead.

Where?

- How? We have no money. - What's more important? Go ahead.

We don't know if my cover's blown. If it is, we must have money.

Okay. I need to check something. I'll be back.

That's good, keep me informed about everything.

- Are the shootings connected? - We don't know.

That was Patrik Agrell from GSI.

Frank Wagner has worked undercover for us for six years.

Wagner is code named Lisa. Johan Falk is his contact.

But Wagner's suspected of shooting one of Falk's colleagues.

According to Agrell it was just a rumor GSI fabricated.

Falk and Wagner have something more than just a professional relationship.

Hey, it's Sophie. I can't pick up the phone but please leave a message.

Sophie, damn it. Call me.

"Dyke" was said with love and respect.

I need to know what it says in the reports. Call me.

Seth!

- How are you? - Well...

The goddamn snitch!

Seth, you vouched for that son of a bitch.

And so, I'll pay whoever takes him out.

- You're responsible for this - I'm not responsible for anything.

But maybe you should contribute a little to the price on Frank Wagner's head.

Or should I say you won't? What message would that send?

100,000 to whoever whacks him.

- Yes? - It's your contact, Johan Falk.

Sophie's been shot. Name a place where we can meet.

- Who shot Sophie? - Why are they chasing Wagner?

- He's snitched on half the city. - It's you who's a police informer.

I gave her three fucking tips. He's worked for you for years.

- Anyway, drop it. How is Sophie? - How did you know?

Now shut the fuck up and listen to me.

She promised to dispose of the reports about me.

- But now you must do it. - Stop it. You need me now.

How do you know that Wagner has worked for us for several years?

I've seen the documents. Not mine, but those you've written about Wagner.

Does Codename Lisa sound familiar?

With police logo and all that shit. So now you leave me in alone.

And dispose of my reports. We're done.

Okay?

- It is Helen. - Hey, it's me.

- Just wondering if everything is okay. - How are you?

I thought...

Yes, I...

I do not know anything.

- Only that it's serious. - She's strong.

- She'll be fine. - I know.

I know it's a bad time, but can you give me a description?

Yes, he was wearing...

...balaclava and dark clothing.

And some kind of military pants.

With pockets on the legs.

Look after the girls.

And we'll take care of the other.

How does that work?

The description is almost identical to the body in the apartment.

If there are more, it's a gang.

If it's a gang, then they should both be on your hate list?

Cut it out. Not if they're from Eastern Europe.

We need to look at all cases involving Eastern Europeans.

Fredrixon Law Firm.

Hello. Fredrixon.

I've booked time in the archive.

Just a moment please.

Lawyer Fredrixon is here.

Yes.

Okay.

SAVE THE CHILDREN

Her condition isn't stable. They operated on her as we drove.

- What about Roger and the kids? - They're in shock.

But it's out. Now it's 100% confirmed.

Seth Rydell has read our reports.

- How the hell is that possible? - Check the cases Lisa's involved in.

Who's read the papers and downloaded them in the archive.

I'm convinced Seth is not behind Sophie's shooting.

He's the common denominator. First whack Frank -

- And then his contact as a precaution.

But I no longer believe he's involved.

- We need to take precautions. - I've already done it.

I'll inform the others and check with the archives.

- Hello. Fredrixon. - Hello.

- You're picking up some documents? - I have a copy of the order here.

Yes.

Preliminary investigation with associated notes.

- It's quite a few boxes. - Yes.

It is marked secret, but you don't have a bag with you.

Wait here, I'll get it.

Hanna Pansar, I'm with Witness Protection.

- Eva St�hlgren, criminal police chief. - GSI reports to the police chief.

- I'll make sure everything goes smoothly. - Hello.

- Are you sure you were exposed? - We're sure.

Really?

Okay. First I will review all the formalities...

...So we understand each other.

Witness protection is under contract so I have two contracts here.

Frank, read it.

We choose a place for you to live. We'll provide new numbers and names.

The police cover all costs, but there are some obligations.

You shall not have any contact with family, friends or other acquaintances.

No access to a telephone or Internet, and absolutely no contact with the media.

Breaking the agreement voids the contract.

We won't protect you. Restricted freedom of movement...

What the hell are you talking about?

Is this a joke?. I've risked my life, and this is your offer?

The contract is like being imprisoned.

I know it seems hard, but it's a big transition.

Transition?

It's fucking ridiculous.

What the hell?

Wait a minute. Listen.

All we need is new identities and financial help.

- So we can just disappear. - Unfortunately not.

You can not just disappear. You are suspected of murder.

If you don't enter the program, then we'll arrest you.

What happened in the apartment was self-defense.

- That's for the detectives to determine. - And those waiting out there?

What the hell are you doing? You lied to my source!

He's done more good than you throughout your whole desk career.

If you arrest him now...

...He'll be found hanged in a cell. Do you understand?

- Why didn't you say something? - He's a fugitive.

So, we have all the Eastern European cases, including the Balkans and Finland. Let's go.

- That's it. Thank you. - Good luck.

Someone is going to cap him. It might as well be you.

Half the organization is sitting inside because of him.

We'll get him. He's a dead man walking.

Spread the word in your clubs. Someone will squeal.

500,000 to the person who does it. It's a lot of money.

- You could even chip in a little yourself. - I just need approval from above.

Say Hi to Vijay and say I'm sorry. But it can happen even to the best.

See you.

Now half the city knows that Frank is a fucking snitch.

So the whole country will know it within one hour.

I never thought I'd see those faces again.

- These are some heavy hitters. - The harder they fall on their asses.

Patrik.

Take a look.

What the hell?

Carry on. I need to talk with our senior lawyer.

- Hey, Patrik. - Hello.

- Listen... Johan... - Yes?

- What is it? - The car from the motel.

They're hoping we lead them to Frank.

So you need to keep a professional distance to him.

Fine. So now I know.

Agrell.

St�hlgren threatened to arrest Frank. It's all gone to hell.

Frank ran. I'm being tailed by a car. Get it removed. Now!

Major Crimes just had a hold of me.

I must keep a professional distance from you.

I'm protecting a criminal?

Something like that.

You are minutes away from being arrested. Frank Wagner is wanted for murder.

What's worse, I have an idea, how the information was leaked.

If I'm right, all our informants are at risk.

Call me when you know more.

- Hello? - I'm in the car.

Marie and Calle are with me. They're okay. Where are you?

In the city. I have to raise some money, if the police won't help.

- I'll have to rob a bank or something. - No, stay off the streets.

What the hell do I do?

Wait.

- It was Lill-Tompa and Timmes. - Did they see you?

- I don't think so. - Listen. You're wanted.

They'll arrest me for protecting a criminal.

So I might as well commit a bank robbery.

Frank.

You fucking snitch.

Take him!

Give it to me before I waste you. Step back.

- What is it? - We were interrupted.

You have a lawyer accessing files in GSI's archives.

Completely in compliance with access to information laws.

Without checking with us first?

- I don't check with you first. - You are the police's chief lawyer.

If you disclose everything, you harm the police and those who work for us.

You've got it all wrong.

Taxpayers expect us to protect their interests.

You fucking clown. Now it's out in Gothenburg's underworld.

Not many taxpayers there, and our best source is exposed.

Your name is on the warrant. You approved it. Why?

Have you heard of access to information law?

Everyone has a right to read it. Lawyers have a right to read it.

But it is classified.

Have you taken any more principled, idiotic decisions?

Yes. Lawyer Fredrixon is here today to review all this...

- Where's lawyer Fredrixon? - He left a few minutes ago.

I understand why Johan is protecting Frank Wagner. I myself have worked in GSI.

Okay. Yes, that's fine.

Internal Affairs has decided. Our boys will take care of this.

We're investigating the shooting of a police officer...

...And now my boys are spending their time on a bunch of crap...

- I know. - We are wasting time and resources here.

So call them.

- Anders. - J�rgensen. Are you following Falk?

Absolutely, and Wagner isn't here.

We have new orders. He's suspected of protecting a criminal.

What the hell? Wait a minute, he's stopping.

I'll call you back.

- What are you doing? - Wait here.

- Hello. - Hello.

- Want something? - We can go in and talk.

Is it necessary? Can't we talk here?

- Internal Affairs want to talk to you. Now. - I have passengers in the car.

They can ride with us. Or you can drop them off.

Okay, I'll just grab my stuff.

What's he doing now? What the hell? Fuck!

What the hell is he doing? Fuck!

God damn it to hell. Shit!

Idiots.

What are you doing now?

The Estonian police have identified the body...

...So we're removing everything not related to Estonia

A Russian assassin living in Estonia.

A real mother's dream. He worked for a certain Andrej Dudajev.

Fuck!

I'm beginning to see, how this is related.

Lill-Gnistan and Annica, you go home now.

It's nothing personal, but because you are civilian staff. Go home.

Turn off the GPS in all our cars. Start with Johan.

- Where are Marie and Calle? - At the Scandic Crown.

This time, we don't tell anyone. Forget the money.

Listen...

I have nine or ten thousand you can have.

Thank you, Johan. It's perfect.

Then I can get back on my feet and perhaps open a hotel chain.

On the Riviera. I'll also have a helicopter.

The body has a name. Meet me at R�dasj�n

That's the plan. I must meet Frank and Johan and brief them.

I'm going to help them, but it's illegal.

Those who are not comfortable with it, should stay here in the office.

- A few years ago, I would have done it. - I've always trusted you, Patrik. I'm in.

No, I don't agree with this..

I'll stay here in the office.

If police lawyers are unable to protect our sources...

...We might as well drop our pants and bend over for the bastards.

So I'm in.

Right, you know what to do.

I'd be happy to include you, but you must do what is right.

Check up on Sophie for us.

Agrell!

- What's this I hear about Frank? - You're his uncle? Ove?

Motherfucker!

It's okay.

I heard that Frank worked for you. Has he ever been a criminal?

And now, you fuckers won't stand up for him.

- Instead, there's a national alert for him. - You almost heard it right.

The top brass is not on his side, but we who work with him are standing up.

I understand you're angry.

You kept quiet about it for so long, why should I believe you?

You can ask him yourself. Do you want to?

- And no reference number? - No, it's in any one of the boxes.

- Among our old cases. - Oh, Good Lord!

A single note in three or four hundred boxes.

- How many weeks do you have? - Will you help us?

- No, damn, my coffee's getting cold. - Can't let that happen. Come on.

I'm looking for Agrell.

- He's out. - Everyone is out.

You must help me. Falk is shielding a murder suspect.

I need to get hold of Patrik, or else it's all going to hell.

- He's out. - He's out?

That's all I know.

Thank you.

I'm so sorry for all the shit we've said for all these years.

I probably said worse things.

- Thanks for keeping him alive. - He manages that very well himself.

- What about Christian? - I can't get hold of him.

Maybe he's at the station.

Okay, our Estonian colleagues recognized the body immediately...

...A hitman working for the Estonian mafia, Karayan.

Over there is the starting point. Three years ago we shot a robber.

The hitman, who you took care of this morning, Frank...

...Worked for Karayan's top man, Andrej Dudayev.

Big brother to Alex Dudayev, who died over there, and was head of Karayan in Sweden.

- The one who shot the boss's little brother... - It was Sophie.

Frank did business with Alex and passed information to us.

Can an infiltrator be exposed just like that?

No, but we've taken out several members of Karayan in Sweden.

So they'll want to know how we're so successful.

Actually, we have proof.

Signed by attorney Fredrixon,...

...Who has represented some of Karayan's men.

Fredrixon read the notes for all investigations code-named Lisa.

- The notes? - Material not included in the reports.

No one knows it exists, unless you go into the archives.

If you are a little clever, as lawyers should be...

...You might figure out who Lisa is...

...By putting it all together. - Can he just go and look at it?

Most often, the informant's name appears on only one page in each case.

One must compare cases to find a common denominator.

So, by process of elimination, you can figure out who Lisa is.

But it's a huge puzzle. You can't do it in the archives.

He must have copied it.

- It's a breach of confidentiality. - We can't prove it.

What is Seth Rydell doing? He's also read our papers.

He's probably teamed up with Karayan. He'll certainly make good money from it.

Call Christian again.

Hey. Wasn't Alex Dudayev a former intelligence officer?

According to Estonian police, half of Karayan are that type.

Those who aren't nationals and lost their jobs when the Russians left.

It's Ove Wagner again. His uncle.

Come on, uncle.

Andrej Dudayev worked in GRU, Military Intelligence.

Isn't it more likely that Fredrixon was tasked with...

...Collecting the material for intelligence people to sift through

You have called Christian. Leave a message.

- Have you tried calling him before? - Five or six times

- Has he answered any? - Yes, the first time.

- When? - This morning.

- He doesn't respond? He's a cop. - It's damned strange.

- What are you doing? - We're going.

- The cell phone died. - It's the battery.

It doesn't last as long, when you're keeping a hidden line open.

Or they're not stupid.

Frank, take my car to the hotel.

They may have hacked the software in your mobile via Christian's mobile.

- But then they have the... - Taken Christian.

This is his brother. Maybe it's enough.

All due respect to your dead brother, but a brother for a brother.

It's not enough. Should we let people know that we don't finish what we start?

No, we're going to finish it all. Masks on!

Goodbye, Christian Wagner.

Listen, when you write reports, you use only code names, right?

- Are you completely sure? - Yes.

Have you found the note yet? We're closing now. Have you found it?

This is hopeless.

- We'll fix it after the weekend. - Okay.

Now you're thinking like a real cop.

- Do you have it all now? - Yes, all of ours.

But all the other departments are sitting ducks down here.

We can't win all the battles today. Come on.

I would like to talk to you about Sophie.

- Alone or with the girls? - It's probably best if it's all of you.

We can go to my office.

Falk from GSL.

- They're gone. - How are you?

He must get out of here as quickly as possible. Can you walk by yourself?

There's no one following us.

- Keep going. - Turn right here, just in case.

No... Nothing.

It is damned strange. This is their big chance.

- Did you check under the car? - In the car, under the car, everywhere.

There is an explanation. Just drive me to Frank.

I need to see Frank, now.

Have they told you?

I know that you work for the police.

I wish I had known three years ago, so Mamma could have been told.

- What have they done to you? - I thought they would kill me.

They asked me to tell you something instead.

They've mapped all of us.

Me.

You. They have it all.

They know where our children go to school, they know about our wives.

Everything!

If you do not come forward soon, they will get to you in other ways.

And they won't stop, until they succeed.

They have scoured my apartment for addresses, pictures, photo albums, camera.

Passport, cell phone, everything. Even notes with the nunbers of my children's friends.

I called Liselotte. She was so scared, she just cried.

They said, they'll start with my family.

Christian...

I'll take care of this.

Do you hear?

I'll take care of this.

Frank!

Frank, wait, wait.

- We can do this. - What the hell can you do?

What the hell can you fix, Johan?

Are you going to write more papers that anyone can read?

You've ruined everything. Do you understand?

You've ruined my life. You've ruined Marie's life.

You've destroyed Calles life.

It's all ruined. Do you understand what I'm saying?

I never want to see you again in my life.

- How's it going? - One of the cars has been spotted...

...SWAT is on the way.

Good, when will you go in?

They go in 15 minutes. They know there may be officers and civilians with Wagner.

Think about it, Frank. It's suicide.

Seth is the only connection to Karayan.

We can't just wait them out.

What will you do? What would you say to him?

He's going to kill you.

Let's just go.

Come on...

My family's still here.

We'll never be able to relax.

We'll never feel safe, as long as those bastards are here.

If something happens to me now...

No, listen.

Listen, now.

Look at me.

If something happens to me now...

...You must carry on.

You must go on alone.

If you don't hear from me within two hours...

...Then you take Calle and go.

I love you.

I love you so much.

Damn.

We have a problem.

Why the hell didn't we think of it? There is the backup of this.

There are backups of all these files in the digital archives. How stupid.

So lawyers can also get them that way?

Only if they have the file number. I don't have access. Do you?

Only the project managers and detectives have access to it.

So try to do what we talked about, okay?

Mamma... Mamma...

Do you want to say something?

What?

You might tell her something like...

...what you'll do when she gets home.

Why don't you tell that it was you who saved her?

Right now, I think she wants to hear your voices.

Johan Falk lives simply but nicely.

Get ready to go.

Hurry up.

"Sure looks a lot like Roland, that Captain Snorfinger."

"Don't worry," says the girl with braids. Zanziba...

You do that... But if mamma says so...

Stay close to mamma all the time, and everything will be fine.

Are they okay?

I'll be with these guys, and I'll come as soon as I can.

- Where is he? - He's gone.

- When did he go? - It's your fault. Go away.

Get out!

Frank has bolted. Fucking Fredrixon circulates our reports.

I'll put a stop to that fucking mafia lawyer.

The alarm has gone off at the front door. Someone has broken in.

- How are you guys? - It feels terribly uncomfortable.

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It's NI. The national task force.

- Kitchen clear! - Living room clear!

- Why has NI broken in to our place? - Has something happened?

They found the car Frank took. It's must have been reported stolen.

Bill is with us now.

- We took a hotel room. - Good.

The cops are looking for Wagner.

So he's still out there. He's still our top priority.

Thank you.

Well, the house was empty. I told you so.

Johan wouldn't involve his family in something like this.

What the hell are we doing?

- No. I've already said no. - But it all depends on you now.

I didn't become a cop to delete archived documents.

I'm on Johan's side, but he's not even on the force anymore.

- But you're a damned detective. - I know what you're up to.

This isn't a game. You're breaking the law.

Sophie's in the hospital, and everything is just completely fucking wrong.

Okay, okay, okay. Fine, it's all completely wrong.

The only thing I care about is Sophie.

I care about the bastards who shot her.

They shot her in the street in front of her daughters.

Johan is out there and needs help.

We're just sitting here like idiots, and you say it's all wrong.

I don't understand why you won't do anything about it.

You don't have to delete anything, Vidar. Just swap the reference numbers around.

We find a closed case and move all the digital documents over.

They don't disappear, don't get deleted.

No one will ever easily find them.

Wait.

The shooting of Officer Sophie Nord.

The phones keep ringing. It's a bad time to go now.

We have no theories on why she was shot.

Let St�hlgren handle it.

She says she's busy trying to find the head of GSI.

No one knows where they are.

You are the only one who can handle this.

Okay.

The officer was shot several times.

According to the hospital's spokesperson, the wounded officer's condition is serious.

Hello?

We have no money for the restaurant. We can't meet you there.

I'm sorry, I'll call you back.

Despite a violent night and morning in G�teborg...

...Police authorities are not commenting.

According to TV4 News, Police Chief Lena T�rnell...

...will hold a press conference on the situation.

Vijay approves 200,000.

- Have you heard anything? - No, but someone knows where he is.

- Sorry, it looks like a pigsty. - Hope you spend it wisely.

Damn, what an ugly briefcase.

- This is more than 200,000. - True. In fact it's 500,000.

Aha?

We're going to clean it all up for you.

- You fucked up! - You fucked yourself!

By the way, greetings from Vijay. He got ten years! Ten years!

Shit. Shit, shit, shit.

Wait.

No, leave it. Leave it. Leave it.

- You fucking snitch. - Yes, I'm a fucking snitch.

Come on now.

Here, hold this. Wait here.

- It's clear that they have more informants.

You can see that for yourself in the new documents.

I'll mail them to you over a secure line.

Good, and if you have other cases you want me to check...

Can I call you back?

What the hell are you doing here?

Do you know why we tolerate people like you?

Because you do your job

But now you've crossed the line. Now there are no rules anymore.

I haven't done anything. Aieee, goddamn it!

You can't prove anything with a stolen cell phone.

I don't give a shit about evidence.

What the hell are you doing?

- What the hell have you done? - I was never here.

You're crazy.

CODE NAME "LAILA"

- Keep the pressure on. Press hard. - Aah. Fuck, man.

Tell me about the Russians.

- I know you're mixed up with them. - Why would I? Why the hell....?

It decides whether I drop you at a hospital or in a ditch.

There is a lot of money in this briefcase. A lot of money.

I don't want it.

I'll let you keep it. Even though I need it.

Think what it can do for you.

I've never done anything against you.

Everything I've done for the police has been against your competitors.

You still won't find them, Frank.

Why not?

Because they ride around in a fucking car.

- What kind of car? - With sleeping bags, food, everything.

A black van. Chevy. An older model.

I do not fucking.

- How many are they? - I don't know. Five of them, I think.

- It's me. Where are you? - On the edge of town.

- So you're alive. - For a few hours at least.

The Russians are driving a black Chevy van, an older model.

They sleep in the van, so we must try to find them.

- Collect those you trust the most. - It won't be many.

- Meet me at the concert hall. - Keep in touch, I'll brief the others.

Now, I can only say that we're working methodically through the material...

...We obtained from door to door enquiries in the area.

Extensive forensic work...

...And traditional policing methods will determine what happened.

We will do everything to get to the bottom of this.

Are you sure it's all a coincidence?

There have been further shootings and murders in the city.

We're not ruling anything out.

I must go back. Further questions can be brought to my press spokesman.

I didn't ask, if you ruled out anything...

It's gone completely overboard.

We're still looking for clues.

What if it's organized, and it spreads throughout the city...

Do have a plan to protect the public?

We don't give in to speculation, but we're investigating this matter thoroughly.

You're Erik Berg, right?

Hello. I don't know you.

- I work at the district court. - Right. Section Two?

Under alderman Walberg.

I have read your articles about police informants.

- Do you have time to talk? - Of course.

Thank you for standing up. Especially Lasse, who is an old GSI hand.

We don't have approval from Administration, not even unofficially.

If it comes out that we've had contact with Frank Wagner or Johan...

...We'll have Internal Affairs on our backs.

Is this the job, or what?

- No, I'm on sick leave. Prostate. - I'm on compensation.

But if something happens, we'll immediately return to service.

Frank'll never survive this.

So here it is..

PROTECT, HELP PUT THINGS RIGHT

SHOOT, OVERTURN JUSTICE

Unhealthy amount of paperwork on a moped robbery, I must say.

- We were just... - It's okay. Carry on.

Do what you do best. And if anyone interferes, direct them to me.

What the hell was that about?

- Who's that? - It's Niklas. He's okay.

What I said earlier, it was...

Are you sure about this?

If you find the briefcase...

...give it to Marie.

Okay.

- Do you want him to die? - Who are you?

Lisa's girlfriend. This is our son.

Why don't you help him?

- First, we need to know what happened. - At the expense of his life?

We just need new identities. Please, give us a chance.

A murderer gets his chance, after his punishment.

Armed men broke into our apartment.

Frank defended us.

If he's innocent, He has nothing to fear.

Do you treat everyone who works for the police like this?

Have you wondered why we live under a death threat?

Answer me! Is it our fault? He works for you!

It's your responsibility!

Move over!

Guess who I just saw. Half a million on two legs.

A friend on Kungsgatan saw Wagner. He's heading for Nordstan.

Get a fucking move on.

- Frank Wagner's at Kungsportsplatsen. - Don't lose him.

There are others looking for the reward. Two shots to the head should do it.

Don't let him get away.

There he is, the snitch!

I see him. Right.

- Here they come. - We'll hit him in the washroom.

Now we'll get you!

Hold it, Frank Wagner!

Let's move!

Come on!

Hey! Back off! Back off!

Let him kill the pig!

Couldn't you have waited a little longer?

- Did you see the Russians? - I think I saw them across the street.

Femmanhuset!

Give me the gun!

Lasse, the van. Turn on your laser.

Down.

Right. Take the bastard out.

A hit.

Hands over your head!

Frank, I'll be out again in seven or eight years.

Then I'll take care you and of your family.

Leave it, Frank. Leave it.

Leave it!

Leave it.

81-5-4, how long will it take you to get there?

I can be there in four minutes.

How about driving me home? I think my car's been stolen.

Father!

Is it really you?

Can we go swimming now?

After all the years... and all the bastards around me...

...I'm lying here alone with a cop.

That's how it ends for most thugs.

Their only fixed point is the cop who followed them.

What do you want?

I don't know.

APPLICATION AGAINST POLICE V�stra G�taland

for five years, I worked undercover for the police in V�stra G�taland...

...and was given jobs and performed them under the code name Lisa.

Today I am exposed and on the run with a price on my head.

I thought that when I was exposed, the police would support me.

Have you wondered why we live under a death threat?

Answer me! Is it our fault? He works for you!

It's your responsibility!

I expected support but that did not happen.

I have the feeling that the police administration would rather see me dead.

The police's own lawyer has even exposed me to another lawyer.

- You must come with us to the station. - What is it, Dad?

Are you just sitting around when there are still are criminals out there? Let's go.

Since we still live with our old names and ID numbers...

...we can never settle down and live ordinary lives

My son can never go to kindergarten or to school. We have no rights.

A future never disclosed to civilians recruited as police agents.

The only thing that matters to us is to be a normal family.

It's not about money.

Police and politicians must take responsibility.

RESIGNATION

And just give our family a fair chance.

It's like living in a vacuum.

You can neither go back nor forward.

It's as if time stands still.

I was given the impression by the police...

...That if I was exposed, I would be pulled back...

...That they would take care of me and assist me in every way.

That didn't happened.

I think we've moved 17 or 19 times.

This is the seventh time I've changed my identity.

It's hard not to mix them up and make a mistake.

To write a different name, for example

And the big problem is that I cannot put my son in school...

...or register with a doctor ...and so on.

One has to be suspicious of everyone and everything at all times.

It's very hard. The question is: how long can you endure it.

Some day, I'll make a mistake and give myself away...

...And then someone will find me.

...And then hopefully, I'll be shot down.

Because the other options seem more painful.

Basically, we try to live as if in a witness protection program.

You must change all your routines. You can't keep any old habits.

On a normal day, you get up and eat breakfast.

Perhaps play with your son.

So you must decide which playground to go to.

It's hard to explain to a child...

...Why we go by train one day, and perhaps by bus the next...

...or by subway or car.

One must always check under the car, before starting it.

Children think it's fun sometimes...

...But when you do it every day, they begin to wonder why.

If I'd known it would end like this, I would never have done it.

To be honest, I was probably very naive, young and stupid...

...Because the price I've paid is...

...incredibly high.