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THE TRUTH WILL OUT
Based on actual events
Episode 2
God, this feels weird.
Sitting here watching the police commissioner.
I brought coffee.
- Want some? - No, thanks.
- Are you sure? - Yeah, I'm good.
God, that's weak.
Hey. Now.
- When does his lecture start? - Ten o'clock.
He's early.
Really early.
Is his lecture here?
No.
Okay...
Let's... He's going in there.
We'll go around.
Damn. Did we lose him?
- Isn't that him over there? - I can't tell.
By that pillar?
- I can't see. - Yeah, all the way over there.
Yeah, there!
Oh my...
What's he doing?
Oh, my god.
Damn! What the hell is he up to?
I didn't expect that.
I don't get how he has the nerve. I don't get it.
In broad daylight and everything.
Good luck today.
It's Caijsa. I'm going.
Caijsa? I'll run down. It would be nice to say hello to her.
Shit, shit, shit, shit!
Hi!
Hi! I'm Liselott, Jorma's girlfriend. You're Caijsa, right?
Yeah, that's right.
- Is Jorma coming? - Oh, my god! Congratulations!
- Thanks. - Wow! - Why didn't you say anything?
- Say what? - That Caijsa's pregnant, of course.
- I didn't know. - We've been trying, but no luck so far.
- We have to go. - Sure. Talk to you later.
- It was great to meet you, Caijsa. - You, too.
- Congrats again. - Thanks.
- Bye, sweetheart. - Bye.
Isn't he's parked in the wrong place?
- Where are you going? - Hang on.
No, no, no!
- Does it hurt? - What?
I mean, are you okay?
- Did you read up? - No.
I'm working on another case. But clearly you did.
Our job is to find out why Conny had boxes in his bedroom. Fine.
- But? - I'm already working a murder case.
I'm not starting a new one until I have Nicole's killer.
No?
No.
Good morning.
- Hey. - Hey.
Thank you.
We've been on his tail for less than an hour and he's already bought a blowjob.
Thanks.
- Hey. - Hey.
I'm Jorma. This is Caijsa. We're from the Stockholm Police.
We'd like to talk to you about the murder you confessed to. If that's okay.
You were caught last summer.
For a murder you committed in Falun 14 years ago.
You almost got away with it, didn't you?
Hi.
Emelie?
- I'm Stella. Have you been waiting long? - No.
- How old are you? - Fourteen.
Fourteen...
I need money.
Can you tell me a little about yourself?
Do you live at home?
- What's happened to you? - I have a problem. Can you just help me?
Emelie, I... Of course I'll help you.
But I need to know a bit more.
Since you're only 14, if someone tried to pay you for sex,
we should start by talking to the police.
Emelie. Wait! Let me explain!
This can be seen in BRร 's latest statistics,
which show that 2% of men had to seek medical care
after being assaulted by someone close to them.
Current Statistics - Tip of the Iceberg?
The corresponding number for women was almost 15 times higher.
So, serious violence in close relationships is reserved for women.
- Please, Barbro. The car was unlocked. - It doesn't matter.
You could get fired for that.
What's that?
A broken USB flash drive. It was in the car.
- Wendel. - Hey.
The guy in Falun was being blackmailed in the weeks prior to his arrest.
Someone called from a blocked number and wanted money.
- Conny? - He did have the case file.
But the guy in Falun didn't have a dime, so he told the guy who called to go to hell.
Two weeks later, he was arrested by local police.
- They had received an anonymous tip. - Peter.
We're on our way back. We'll take over after lunch.
- I have to go. Good job. - Okay. Bye.
That was Jorma. He thinks Conny was blackmailing the Falun killer.
Do you think he was blackmailing Ludde, too?
- Don't get too close. - No.
- I think you're a bit too close. - No!
It's Eddie.
Hi, honey.
There's a lot of fiber in the dry kibble.
If you soak it, it won't be so hard on his stomach.
Kiss Machete for me. Bye.
- Machete? - Yeah.
What kind of name for a dog is that?
His owner was a truck driver.
- He's up there. - Is the dog sick or what?
No, no.
No, he just had really bad motion sickness.
It's a good thing Eddie has an office job now, otherwise we couldn't have taken him.
- Why not? - We're on the road so much.
It would have been hard.
Damn, he's in a hurry!
I wonder where he's going?
Where the hell is he? Is he up there? I don't see him now.
- Do you see him? On that side? - He's in front of that...
- The Kia. - No, no, no. Over there!
- Shit. We're almost too close. - Yeah.
- I'll get behind this one. - Do so.
- Keep an eye on him. - I am.
- When it becomes three lanes. - Yeah, that's all I'm doing.
Now you're too close.
Shit.
- Take over. - Yeah.
- Hi! - Oh, hi...
- What are you doing here? - I had some errands in the city, so...
Listen, we're... We think we're dealing with blackmail.
There you are. I thought I was late.
- You've met Ludvig, haven't you? - Yeah. Peter.
Ludvig Larsson. We ran into each other last night.
Terrible circumstances.
You two have also met. This is Vera, Peter's daughter.
- She's doing her internship this week. - Really?
- Yes. - Do you want to be a police officer, Vera?
- I don't know yet. - Oh?
If there's one thing the police need, it's more young women.
- Really? - You bet.
- What do you say, Ulla? Shall we? - Are all three of you having lunch?
It might be fun for Vera to get to know the Police Commissioner.
Hear some stories. Have you eaten?
I understand. You have to be going.
Bye, Papi.
Papi? Is that what you call him?
Thank you.
- Where's the money? - What money?!
I hooked you up with the cop. My share is 500. Did you forget?
- It didn't happen. - You're lying!
I'm not!
He got a text message and just dropped me off.
Five hundred.
Get it?
Do you get it?!
- More water? - Yes, please.
- They're leaving the restaurant now. - We're back on Norrmalm.
We're waiting for the call list from Conny's regular phone.
- Hang up! - We have to go.
Okay. Talk to you later. Bye.
What are we going to do with that?
We can't give it to forensics.
Where did you get that?
Where did you get that?
- This? - Yeah.
It was on Conny's case file.
How did Conny get those cold case files?
They would have been logged if he checked them out himself,
so he asked someone else to do it. Obviously.
Only one person uses those red paper clips.
Bernt? Where are you hiding?
So, you're back.
I didn't think you had time for us mere mortals anymore,
now that you're running around playing "cop."
You gave Conny Berg case files without logging them, didn't you?
No idea what you're talking about.
It couldn't have cost more than a bottle to get what he wanted.
That's not proof of anything.
All the files we found in the apartment are on that list.
None of them were logged.
Conny could get whatever he wanted without anyone knowing.
Fine. I got 500. Are you going to report me?
We'll see.
Conny wanted another case file as well.
Which isn't on your list.
A suicide.
- Isn't that... - ...Urban.
So the investigation on Urban was on this wall.
Yeah.
And the person who killed Conny took it with them.
Damn, doesn't he ever work?
- Where are you going? - I have to do something.
No, we have program activities in 20 minutes.
- It'll only take five minutes. - It's never just "five minutes" with you.
I want you there tonight.
Shoes.
Now he's talking to someone.
I'm very disappointed in you. We had an appointment.
You call me, and I set aside my precious time to help you, and then you don't show.
- Hey? - Sorry.
"Sorry."
Take off your clothes.
Why are you sitting like that? Huh?
Take everything off and move your hair!
Oh...
Nice...
Have you been naughty?
Have you?
Oh...
Tell Papi about it...
Let me... see your breasts.
What the hell is he doing?
Peter.
- We have to tell Ulla and Ante. - What?
We have to tell them about Ludde.
The USB stick, paying for sex, Conny, everything.
Absolutely not.
We're going to find out everything we can about this goddamn mess.
But we have the pictures.
Yes, exactly, and all that will lead to
is the Commissioner losing his job for buying sex.
- They'll listen to us. - No. They won't.
They'll just say I'm crazy. As usual.
I'll get Conny's call list. We just got it.
Barbro, can you...
Barbro!
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Is he still here?
Uh...
No. I thought he was. His desk lamp was on, but...
Peter.
Can we start over?
- Sure. - Good.
See you around.
- Hi. - Hi.
- Honey, what's that? - What? Oh.
- Have you walked around like that all day? - No, I don't think so.
- You're such a slob. What is it? - I don't know.
Something from lunch, I would imagine. There. Now it's gone.
Received from L.L. 200 kr
I sent you 200.
- Can we call it even? - Even?
Are you kidding?
The debt was five hundred. Two hundred doesn't even cover the interest.
You owe me two grand.
But...
Two thousand. By tomorrow. Got it?
- Hey! - Next time, I'll cut your finger off.
What's going on in here?
Nothing.
Nothing.
- We're at Ludde's now. - We're headed to Ante's.
Ante's? Why?
We just got Conny's call list. He made a call right before he died.
- Hi. - Hi.
What's up?
Stella, put it on loudspeaker.
You have two old messages.
Peter... was right.
Peter was right, Stella.
It was...
...the police...
Aren't you going to bed?
Are you even watching TV?
Mom says hi.
Yeah...
I thought I'd run a bath and slit my wrists. Is that okay with you?
No, please don't.
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