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TO URBAN FROM STELLA

THE TRUTH WILL OUT

Based on actual events

Episode 3

I'm leaving now.

I said I'm leaving now. Have a nice day.

- Oh, you're talking today. - What?

Of course I'm talking. Listen, I don't want you to come with me.

What do you mean?

I don't want you coming with me to the station house.

There are important things going on there. It may not be suitable.

- What's not suitable? - For you to be there.

Stop it.

What do you have planned today?

It depends on what Ulla has in store.

But you won't be having lunch?

- Of course I'll have lunch. - I mean, you're not going out to eat.

I thought that you and I could have lunch together.

- Yeah, sure. - Don't make plans with anyone else.

Sure.

It's time.

Oh, you're already here. Good.

I couldn't get the USB stick working yesterday.

We can't...

We can't give it to Freshteh or anyone else on the forensic team.

- So far, only you and I know about this. - Yeah...

We need to know exactly what this is about.

We...

- Barbro... - Yeah.

- Eddie. - What about him?

Isn't he good at technical stuff?

No, I don't know...

I'll call him.

Eddie? Hi, it's Peter.

Listen, are you in the building?

Can you come down to us? I'd like to...

Oh, then I'll see you in a while. Bye.

- He was already on his way here. - You see nothing, Peter Wendel!

Barbro?

Eddie, great. Do you think you can fix this? This has to stay between us.

What's wrong with it?

Have you talked to Barbro?

Barbro? No... what about?

What? No... nothing.

It's just...

No, it's nothing.

This has to be kept a bit of a secret.

Would you be okay with working in here? Then you can keep me informed.

- I'll bring my computer here. - Great, thanks.

Hi, little slut. Did you forget my 2 grand? It's 3 now.

- Hello? - Hi, Emelie. It's Stella.

I'm glad you picked up. How are you?

- Do you have money? - Emelie, I'm going to help you.

But do you have a reason for not going to the police?

It doesn't matter. I need money.

Has something happened to you? Something involving the police?

Because if that's the case, you need to tell me.

Hello, Emelie?

- How do you know it's not like he says? - Ludvig always keeps his door locked.

I don't know how he got in or what he's up to,

but I don't want Peter involved in my investigation.

I think that would be a big mistake.

- I'll just... - Really.

Hi, honey, how are you doing?

Things are a bit messy. What about you?

I've been in contact with a girl. Her name is Emelie.

Fourteen years old and sells sex.

God damn... Is there anything I can do?

I met with her yesterday and since she's a minor,

I said that we have to file a police report. She panicked and took off.

She won't come out and say it, but I think she may be selling sex to a policeman.

- What? - Well, I talked to her today.

She's obviously scared. It's about more than someone just being unpleasant.

- Hello? Are you still there? - Hang on...

That's a pretty strong statement, right?

- I just left an important meeting, I can't... - Ante, she's fourteen years old!

- Let's talk about this at home, okay? - Yes, maybe that's better. We'll talk later.

Hi, Birgitta.

Here we go again.

Let's wait a while.

Hi.

What are you doing?

I'm just keeping an eye on things.

I didn't want you to know. It doesn't matter.

Of course it matters.

You're allergic to Machete.

We can't keep him.

You were heartbroken after Rickard.

You love dogs, and I love you.

Machete stays.

Were you allergic to Rickard, too?

What are your symptoms? If you don't take your pills, I mean?

Rashes, coughing and sneezing.

But... I'll happily have red eyes for your sake.

Barbro... I'm sorry, do you have a minute?

- Should I close the door? - Yes, do that.

What are you working on down there?

Well...

- How are you doing? - We're doing fine.

We're doing fine. How are you doing?

I caught Peter sneaking out of Ludvig Larsson's office last night.

Okay, but I wasn't here then.

Please, can't you just tell us what you're working on?

One thing is clear. You're not working on what you've been asked to do.

I know that you care about Peter. And so do I.

But Barbro, what is going on?!

- Barbro! - We think that Ludvig Larsson killed Conny.

Hi. Are we having lunch together?

Or? I thought I'd go to the dining hall, or maybe you want to go someplace else?

No, let's do that.

- Or? - Yeah, yeah.

- Where are Caijsa and Jorma? - They slept in this morning.

- How are you feeling? - Fine.

What's this about? Has something happened?

We've just found out that you think that Ludvig Larsson,

the Stockholm Police Commissioner, murdered Conny Berg.

Dammit, Peter, not this again.

We have photos showing Ludde buying sex.

That is a serious allegation, but what makes you think he's also a murderer?

I saw Ludde take something

behind the backs of the forensic team in Conny's apartment.

- Of course he didn't... - That still doesn't prove

that he murdered a colleague!

- Who knows about this? - Our team, and now you.

I asked you to find out how Conny Berg got hold of your investigations.

And instead you start your own investigation on Ludde Larsson!

What the hell were you thinking?!

Conny Berg got the murder investigations from here.

We figured that out because the paper clips were red.

The paper clips were red?

But he also got his hands on the investigation on Urban's suicide.

We think that it may have been posted on the wall at Conny's place.

And that the murderer took it down.

And that's all you have?

What the hell does all this have to do with Ludde? Well?

What did he supposedly take from Conny's apartment?

Barbro?

Just answer the question! What do you think he found in the apartment?

It's a lie. Of course he didn't find anything in the apartment.

- Barbro! - A USB stick.

A USB stick? Have you seen it? And why is that?

- Because we have it. - You have it?

Dammit, Barbro, think about what you say now.

How did you get your hands on it?

Huh?!

- We found it. - And?

In Ludde's car.

So it was an unlawful search?

No. No, no, no... Eddie, come back later. We're just...

I've fixed this.

There's something you have to see.

2:22 a.m., downtown, Norrmalm.

A hand grenade was thrown inside the entrance of a restaurant...

Yes?

Hold on.

It looks like I have to take off, but keep going.

Are you still there? Hello?

I need more money.

How much?

- Three thousand. - And what do I get for that money?

Whatever you want.

- Whatever I want? - But it has to be now.

I'll send you the address.

It hurts! Ow!

Ow! Stop! It hurts!

- Yes...? - Emelie, don't hang up.

I want to help you. Where are you now?

I know that you need money, but we can work this out.

Emilie, I'll pick you up. Just tell me where you are and I'll come right away.

Hello? Emelie?

- I'm about to see him. - Emelie!

I saw Ludde take that USB drive from Conny's apartment.

And then I found it outside his car.

He must have dropped it when he got out, or something.

- What, outside the car? - Yes.

Ludde picked up a female prostitute before work

and I recognize that bag. It's in Ludde's car.

This is something the Commissioner is still doing. Conny Berg found out about Ludde.

Peter... That young girl I saw with Ludde.

- She was like fifteen. - Fourteen.

The girl is fourteen years old.

Stella called me...

I don't know how, but she... She was worried about a young girl.

A fourteen-year-old prostitute.

She said that she was worried about her selling sex to a policeman.

Her name's Emelie.

Ante, can you and I deal with the prosecutor?

Yes, absolutely. - Hello?

Hi, I need to get hold of Ludvig Larsson. Do you know where he is?

Okay, thanks.

Ludde left the meeting ten minutes ago. They don't know where he is.

He's on his way to see Emelie right now. She just talked to Stella.

I'll check the parking garage.

Ludvig!

- Shit... - Peter!

Caijsa! Ludde just drove out of here. Follow him.

He could have gone anywhere.

We can't find him.

Ulla hasn't talked to the prosecutor yet.

It could take 10-20 minutes to get a trace on his cell phone.

Yeah, okay.

I'll call you back if I can't pick up. Good, bye.

Where the hell did he go?

It's Jorma. I just spoke with Vilans Treatment Center.

Emelie Skoog, fourteen, took off from there last night.

- Have you put out an alert? - Yes, of course.

Her cell phone's turned off or the battery's dead. It can't be traced.

He could definitely have picked her up by now.

Yes, but where?

Hi, Ulf! The car we're looking for is a Volkswagen sedan - ASP 023.

What are you doing?

I know this guy.

In the bunker. He has access to the congestion cameras.

And he's gotten Ludde's license plate number.

Okay. Are we tracking credit cards?

Do you have any water?

I'm thirsty.

There's something to drink in the bag back there.

Grab the box of pills as well.

I thought you were thirsty.

You're so pretty.

Don't forget the seat belt.

He just disappeared, he must have turned it off. We can't trace Emelie's phone, either.

- All done. The elevators are over there. - Yep.

I thought you said you were thirsty.

Here, have some.

Go ahead.

That wasn't much. Here.

Such a little slob.

Cozy.

Take your clothes off.

Just not too fast.

Turn this way.

Slower.

That's enough.

That's nice. We'll start like this.

Can I go to the bathroom?

- Can I go to the bathroom? - Yes!

But don't wash yourself. I'm not here to smell hotel soap.

Oh. Ludde's credit card was just used at Arla Hotel.

Ludde's credit card was just used at Arla Hotel!

Peter!

He's at Arla Hotel! Where the hell is Arla Hotel?!

- Did a man check in here with a young girl? - Yes, a father and his daughter.

The room number!

- 315. - We need a keycard.

- I'll take the elevator. - Let's see...

A slight hiccup...

- Please... - 315...

- There, all done. - Thanks.

Emelie? We're from the police. You can come with me.

Caijsa?

Caijsa?

You haven't seen the film yet, right?

I have enough trouble sleeping as it is. I'll do it tomorrow.

- Caijsa? Maybe you should sit down? - What?

- Because of your condition. - I'm pregnant, not dying.

Play the film.

It hurts! Ow!

Are you okay?

Caijsa?

- Yes? - Isn't that the girl from your investigation?

Yeah. It's Nicole.

To the woods a little bird flew

From the summer sky so high and blue

He sang, "It's already evening, it's time to go!

I'm flying away, you dear, dear soul

Far away

Far away

But with you soon, I'll come to stay

Far away

Far away

But with you soon, I'll come to stay"