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Klas!

[panting]

Klas!

Do you realize that you're opening painful old wounds?

- Where is Klas? - [woman] He's in the kitchen.

He's not in the kitchen!

In the interrogation room.

Do you realise... Where is Klas?

He's in his office.

What's going on?

Let's see. Frozen water, three letters... Ah, I've got it.

- Hello, Lars. - You can't ask Arne about his dead son!

But, Lars...

You can't harass Arne like that!

But... I must be allowed to speak to him.

About his dead son! Why is that necessary?

Respect, Klas.

Do you know the meaning of the word?

If there's one thing I have for Arne, it's respect.

- I didn't mean to step on any toes. - Klas, listen to me.

[sighs]

Arne and I see you. Know that.

No more of this now.

No, of course not. I'll leave Arne alone.

Good. And not just you.

No police officer will bother Arne. I'll make sure of it.

Very good.

It would be a shame

if your last few months as Chief were tainted by this.

- I've actually considered not retiring... - That'll be all.

Supra se servitium.

Supra se servitium.

What did the commissioner want?

Nothing. We have a briefing.

But what did he want?

He wanted to go over the budget.

Klas, we have to talk to Arne Arnesen again.

Why didn't he want to talk about Bjorn or Colin Smith?

We have to focus on the St. Ives trip.

But we can't just let Arne go.

I don't have unlimited resources.

I can do both.

Sophie...

Klas.

Listen, you're young and ambitious. But I don't want to see you get burnt out.

Did you get burnt out?

Yes... No!

But I've heard about it happening to others.

My point is, and I know your boss Bertil agrees with me,

that you must have a life outside of work.

Suddenly your kids have grown up,

and you wonder what happened to their childhood.

But I don't have any kids.

Right...

Thanks to Sophie's mother,

we got the names of the others from the exchange course in 1982.

- And they are... - Ake Klint, Johanna Beckman.

Right.

We want to know everything about Bjorn and Colin's relationship.

Were they heterosexual, homosexual, or metrosexual?

Metrosexuality was not a thing back then, Klaus.

Tom, what did you get?

Oh yeah...

As you can see, the church in St. Ives was vandalized

at the same time the Swedish exchange students were there.

What is "kuk"?

"Willie." "Penis."

Well, more like "dick." Or maybe "cock."

You know, it's the penis when it's quite hard with the bone...

Swedes did this. No coincidence. I think we should talk to Ake and Johanna.

You and Sophie talk to Ake, and we'll get you a gun so you feel safe.

Bill, you're questioning Johanna.

Okay, thanks.

You know that Johanna is paralyzed and communicates by blinking.

Yes, locked-in syndrome. Should Bill just stay on as Tom's bodyguard?

- No. Bill can speak to Johanna. - Did you say locked-in syndrome?

That's horrible. But some have it worse.

My countryman, a lumberjack who sought shelter under a lorry

when it started raining,

got his jacket caught in the lorry when it drove off.

He was dragged all the way from Rovaniemi to Kotka. Then back to Rovaniemi again.

When they found him, 98% of his body was covered in burns.

He was in a coma for 23 years.

That's a long time.

Yes. I'm just saying that's worse.

Yes, that's worse.

Shall we?

- Thanks, Sonja. - Right...

So what do we know about Ake?

I put his file in the backseat.

- What's all that? - It's the blue one.

Looks like a friendly chap.

Ake Klint, born 1964.

Last sighting, a trailer park just out of town.

Shouldn't we also talk to Kristina, ask her about the church?

Sure, as long as you do it alone.

So, you and your mum...

- Let me go. - Listen to me!

Sophie.

Listen to me.

I'll never forgive you for this.

Let me explain. I had no choice.

Sophie, the road!

[horns honking]

It's just that she seems so nice.

The keyword in that sentence is "seems."

You know, Hitler "seemed" nice.

No, he didn't.

Well, you know what I mean. Let's keep this professional, you and me.

I don't ask you about your mother, do I?

I wouldn't mind if you did.

We actually had a very, very...

close relationship.

Listen. My mother betrayed me, and I will never forgive her for it. Okay?

That's all you need to know.

All right. Sorry.

Stop saying sorry all the time! It's fucking annoying.

All right, sorry! I mean, I'm not sorry. I just apologize. Generally apologize.

[ship horn honks]

So this is where he hangs out, apparently. Let's ask around.

Hi. Have any of you seen this man?

Sophie Borg, national CID, Stockholm.

[man] I have information bout the murder of Colin Smith.

Meet me alone.

You have to tell me more than that.

Have you heard about Arne Arnesen?

Just a second.

Tom, can you talk to Ake by yourself?

- Is that okay? - Yeah, that's fine.

I suppose we should meet in a parking garage.

Sit on the eastern bench in the cemetery at twelve o'clock.

It's ten to twelve now. I won't make it to the cemetery in time.

- Where are you? - Kakstan.

You just take Storgatan...

I know the way, but there are roadworks.

Let's make it ten past twelve.

Can we make it twelve fifteen-ish?

Sure.

Thanks, thank you. All right, well... It was nice to meet you. Thanks very much.

Do you know Ake Klint?

All right, great. Thanks very much.

[man breathing heavily]

[knock at door]

Hello.

I'm Bill Wall, from the police.

I assume you want to talk to Johanna.

Yes. Thank you.

She can understand you, but she'll answer in Morse.

No, she can't answer Inspector Morse. She needs to answer me.

No, Morse code.

I see. That's better.

I'm going to the store.

- Will you be all right? - Yes.

Read this folder. It explains how it works.

Johanna, I'll be right back. I'm just going to the store.

I'll see you soon.

Hi. My name is Bill Wall. I'm with the police.

I'd like to ask you a few questions, if you don't mind.

Did that blink mean something, or did you just need to blink?

It meant something, right?

Right?

Ake?

Hello?

Ake?

Hello.

Sophie Borg?

- Yes. - Hi. My name is Henke.

I'm with Norrbacka energy. Which company do you use now?

You have the wrong number.

Aren't you Sophie Borg?

No, I'm not interested. I have another call, so goodbye.

[phone beeping]

Hello.

Is this Sophie Borg?

Yes.

Enter the church, and sit on the first row.

Hello, I guess you had another call.

Henke, I'm not interested.

[suspenseful music playing]

Yes?

I'm DCI Tom Brown from the St. Ives police.

I know who you are.

And why you're here.

Oh, um...

You're here about the murder, aren't you?

Yes.

How did you...

Please.

Thank you very much. Thanks.

So... No, thanks very much. Thank you.

So what do you know about it?

He's innocent.

Sorry, who is?

The guy who did it.

JFK.

Those buildings, boom! They did it themselves.

It's lonely being the only alien on Earth, at the time.

I'm sorry, alien? Sorry, what?

Isn't that why you're here?

Actually, no.

I'm here because I've got questions about an exchange program that you went on...

about...

No, no, no, please, please.

You're the lizard people?

Please, please, just put that down! I'm not from the lizard people.

I'm from the British police.

Please, put it down. Please, please put it down.

Okay.

Right, thank you. Thank you.

[machine beeps]

"Hello, Bill. How are you?"

Is that what you said?

That only took 24 minutes.

To answer your question, I'm fine, thanks. How are you?

No, no. We don't have time for that.

I take it you're feeling okay.

Not great, considering your condition, but okay.

We have to start the questioning now.

You went to St. Ives 30 years ago, is that right?

[machine beeps]

"Yes?"

Do you remember a church in St. Ives that was vandalized?

No, I don't. I don't remember a church.

I do remember a hat, though.

[man laughing]

Yeah?

And...

Yeah.

I remember some scones, actually, and...

And now, yeah, I do remember. I do remember.

- I remember... - Yes?

...a little small paper bag which I named Jimbo.

Yes...

You're a very mean person, you know that?

These ears... These ears aren't even my own.

- They're making money off my ears. - Yeah. Yeah.

I want my ears back!

Yes. You know what, I'm really sorry to have bothered you.

Listen, good luck with...

- Good luck... - I want my ears back! I want my ears back!

I can't hear! I want my ears back!

[suspenseful music playing]

Keep looking straight ahead.

Arne Arnesen has been stealing from the church.

What did he steal?

He came here with the commissioner.

Lars.

Yes.

When they left, 50 Bibles were missing.

I see. Did they do anything else?

Yes, they were talking about Jesus in the church. But in a disconcerting way.

- Okay. - Arne was obsessed. He sounded fanatic.

I know that the murder might be linked to Christian fanaticism.

So I thought I'd tell you about that.

You did the right thing. It's your civic duty.

Yes...

May I make a suggestion?

If you want to be anonymous, don't set up a meeting at your workplace.

Yes, of course.

It's just that I've been so busy...

I hope that you'll catch the killer.

Arne Arnesen is a dangerous man.

Hello, this is Tom.

[Sophie] Listen, I don't care what Klas says.

It's time to confront Arne Arnesen once more.

[suspenseful music playing]

Can we really just go onto Arne's property?

No.

I mean, if we're going to arrest him,

don't we need to have reasonable grounds to suspect he's going to commit a crime?

Do we have reasonable grounds?

Oh, I have reasonable grounds, Tom.

I've read about this.

These people.

- What people? - The one percent!

The doctors, the lawyers, the billionaires...

It's all part of a corrupt global society.

Mm... Sounds like the Rotary.

The what?

What are they holding in their hand?

"J-C-S."

You said Arne was some kind of Christian extremist?

Of course! The Jesus Christ Sect!

Yes, but if they were a sect, would they really call themselves a sect?

Who knows?

But this is part of something sinister, that's for sure.

This is it, Tom. We're taking them now. Every single one of them.

Sophie, you can't just go running. Sophie!

For crying out loud. Sophie!

Shit.

[suspenseful music playing]

[panting]

You there!

[objects clattering]

Good evening.

You dropped your handkerchief.

Oh, that's all right.

I'll just go into the house and get a new one.

That won't be necessary.

There you go.

Thank you very much.

[man singing]

I haven't seen you here before.

Are you...

a part of the thing?

Yes, the...

JCS.

Oh yeah. Exciting project.

Well, I'll just...

Wait! One minute.

They're in the big room, on the second floor.

St. Ives... Is that three?

And...

Three?

Oh, my God!

I'll be damned.

That means...

Thank you.

Move!

[gripping instrumental music playing]

[breathing heavily]

- How did you get in before me? - I just walked straight in.

For fuck's sake, Tom, I could have killed you!

Apparently, they're on the second floor.

- Come one! - Wait, wait, Sophie.

I think now would be a good time to call Klas

and let him know what we're doing.

No, because Klas has said that

we're absolutely not allowed to bother Arne Arnesen.

Well, then we should definitely call him.

You're just afraid to confront these powerful people!

That's not true.

Yeah, that's true. You're afraid of confronting all people.

Look.

You bastard!

Be that as it may, I really think we should call him now.

Okay, fine, I'll call him.

Sophie.

Hi, Klas.

Two tomatoes were crossing the road. Arne Arnesen.

One of the tomatoes was run over, and the other said "Come on, ketchup."

Arne Arnesen. Dog, cat, fish. Great, bye.

- No problem. - "Ketchup?"

- What? - You said "ketchup."

No, I said "kezz-up." It's Swedish for "search warrant." Everyone knows it.

[all] Kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him.

Kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him...

Jesus Christ Superstar...

Everybody down!

What the fuck?

Stay calm, Arne.

Stay calm? She shot me!

I told you to stay away from Arnesen.

You ignored a direct order. Your boss called to warn me...

Klas!

I was the stand-in for Roman soldier number four.

Now they have to cancel the musical. It's not a big deal, but still.

I'm sorry, Klas.

Why didn't you call me before you went in?

I wasn't sure I could trust you, but now that I know the truth...

Now I know I can...

I've been looking for you.

I know who the killer is.

Tomato, minced meat, cheese...

That's for making tacos.

Ake. Ake is the killer.

Fucking shit.

Don't forget to fasten your seat belts.

Apparently, Colin Smith's family was Ake's host family back in St. Ives.

Really?

They treated him horribly, they all did. Called him names...

Bill, for fuck's sake!

Apparently, Johanna saw Ake and Colin fighting here in Norrbacka

the same day as Colin died.

Sorry, could you have two hands on the wheel, please?

I... I got it.

[siren wailing]

Bill, stay here!

[dogs barking]

[helicopter blades whirring]

Got it, Tom?

Got it!

- For fuck's sake! - I got it, I got it, I got it.

I got it, I got it.

One, two, three.

All clear!

[Sophie] Secured!

He's not here. Fucking shit!

Language!

[gunshot]

For fuck's sake, Tom!

What's happening?

[mysterious instrumental music playing]

[continues laughing]

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