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-His mother wants him home? -Yes.

And what does Silas want?

Well, he doesn't want to go. He wants to stay.

And what do you think?

He should stay.

Well, the bad news is that his urine sample tested positive

for cannabis and for benzos.

Hm.

Oliver tested positive too.

What?

-Yeah. -Hm.

No. When did he need to give a urine sample?

They had to do it when they were caught shoplifting.

You know they had a bad influence on each other.

Dani…

What do you think?

He doesn't want to stay with his mom.

I understand. Mm. Mm-hmm.

LAND OF SIN

What was that? What are you talking about?

-About Synden. -What about Synden?

Fucking idiot. I can't deal with this bullshit.

He shouldn't have done what he did, leaving this shit behind him.

You're being honest.

-That's what I mean. -Easy for you.

-Fuck this. -Show some honesty then.

-Oh… -Hi.

You should have come to see me.

What?

What for?

For justice.

Justice? What would you know about justice?

Oh, for fuck's sake, you never know when to stop.

-Well, you know… -It's time to accept it.

-Elis. -It was Dad's decision.

I had nothing to do with the damn thing.

-Our son is lying there, dead. -Does she speak for you, Ivar?

What? I'm not afraid to speak for myself. I'm my own woman.

Not like that dumb bitch of a wife of yours.

What did you say? What the hell are you talking about?

-You know what I'm talking about. -Shut up. For God's sake.

You gonna let her speak like that to us?

Show some fucking respect. There's a dead child here.

-I'm sorry. -I know.

Hey.

You okay?

They always like that?

What's it about?

What are they arguing about?

An inheritance?

It's about land.

Behind Elis's farm.

About land?

Mm.

So this Nathalie…

You know her? Was she Silas's girlfriend?

Yeah.

My mom doesn't want me to speak to you.

We both want the same thing.

We want to find out who did it.

Silas always wore a bracelet, but it was missing when we found him.

Does it ring a bell--

I can't help you.

-Yeah? -Hey. Where are you?

We'll allocate whatever resources we have. The forensic…

I saw the car parked there. It was coming from the other direction.

Obviously, there was something wrong, something terribly wrong, you know?

-Yes. -I keep to myself, I mind my own business.

-I get it. -Hi.

-Hello. -Hey.

-Hi. -I don't want any problems.

-No? -No.

So, uh, Gotthard here saw some people

and has made some interesting observations.

Okay.

When I saw what was going on, I realized very quickly

that this wasn't a friendly get-together.

-I live back there on my own, you see. -Did you hear anything?

Could you understand what they were saying?

They were arguing?

They were definitely arguing, running towards the water.

Sir, by any chance, did you know the blacksmith?

-Yes, of course, I know the blacksmith. -Okay, but was it…

No, no, it wasn't him.

No. And as I was saying, I… I want no part of this, all right?

How sure are they?

Well, the type of seaweed and sea snails found in this area

match the autopsy findings, so…

So you're saying this is where it happened?

Yes, more than likely.

-You sure? -Yeah.

-Mm. -Okay…

Mm.

The witness, Gotthard,

said he saw two young men running out of the car.

They were arguing.

One of them has been identified as Ivar's son, Silas.

The other one, we don't have any leads.

The blacksmith?

No, it definitely wasn't him. Gotthard knows the blacksmith.

The blacksmith's sister gave him an alibi

for the night of the murder, so he's in the clear.

The forensic evidence collected from the blacksmith's house

indicates it was suicide.

And those blister packs, they were full when we went there.

You can also see the traces of blood,

as well as his footprints in the blood.

Yeah.

And take into consideration the fact that Silas was blackmailing him.

-Mm. -Do we know what Silas had on him?

Any news from the coroner? Has the autopsy report come in yet?

Not yet. They've just started working on it now.

Okay.

So the fact is, we cannot rule out murder.

They're friends of yours? Maybe you can you give 'em a call?

-I'll give 'em a call… take care of it. -Speed things up. Great.

Moving along…

On the road to the beach, I'll need you to do some door-to-door.

Gather as much information as you can.

Yeah. Let's check all gas stations en route,

and any other places with CCTV.

-I'm on it. -Do it at the same time. And the mark?

-Any news about the mark on Silas's arm? -It looks pretty recent.

I've been looking into it, but I haven't found anything.

I have a contact though.

Somebody who knows more about these things.

I'll give him a call.

I'll need somebody to chase the results of the analysis

of the residue under Silas's fingernails.

And Dani, check into those ferry tickets and the destination.

Why was he in such a rush?

-What was he running from? -Mm-hm.

And check out the girlfriend again.

Maybe she has news or might remember something.

We should question the brothers, cousins, other kids.

Will you look into this? Here's what we can do…

Hello?

-Hi, Mom. -Hey, Oliver.

So what's up?

Nothing.

Where are you?

I'm in Bjäre.

Are you looking for him?

Silas is dead.

No way.

Oliver, someone killed him.

You're joking.

He's dead, Oliver.

You pleased? No just--

What the hell did he want?

-Seriously. -You gotta be kidding.

-He complained about her. -He moaned all the time. Constantly…

Drove me nuts.

-That guy was a fucking disaster. -Remember he thrashed the place?

Where is it? Who the fuck stole my gear?

Peace, man, relax.

I had five trammies and three pix in the bathroom!

-Shut your mouth. -Did you take it?

-Fuck you! -Hey, stop it! Get off him!

I don't have your shit.

So, brother, how are you doing today?

Happy to be back home, hm?

That doesn't change anything. I'm finished.

Hm.

And how about you, Elis?

It's not that simple, you know.

You remember when we'd go dancing?

And local kids would start messing and fucking around with us?

Yeah.

Well, back then, we played hard.

Nobody messed with us.

There were consequences.

Yeah… What can I say?

Elis…

You know what needs to be done.

For Silas's sake.

For our family.

Promise me, Elis.

Hey…

Elis…

-So how did it go? -How did what go?

What he asked you for.

You owe us, Elis.

I owe you?

-Yes. -I owe you?

-Yeah. -Old age is making you forgetful, Boel.

-It wasn't me that wrote the fucking will. -Forgetful? My memory's fine.

But you're his brother, Elis.

And brothers don't do that to each other.

Just read the damn will.

Or don't. Whatever you decide, your name's not there.

It's between me and Ivar. That's it.

Fucking asshole.

Don't listen to that fool, Kimmen. You hear me?

-Mom, come on. -I'm telling you, don't listen to him.

We can barely put food on our table.

To them, we're just another burden, Kimmen. You know that.

And it was the same for Silas.

He was just another burden for them.

Hi, my name is Dani Anttila. I'm with the Malmö Police.

I'm calling because I'm looking for some information

about a small plot of farmland north of Bjäre.

The coordinates are Långvida Gentofta 12.3.

-Twelve, three? -Yeah, point three.

Yes, I see.

That piece of land has been having some… legal problems.

Ongoing legal proceedings?

-Like a lawsuit? -Mm, exactly.

Okay…

The property records show there are three brothers…

Elis, Ivar, and Ragnar.

Who's the lawsuit between?

Ivar and Elis have been disputing the land.

Ivar and Elis…

Okay.

Thanks.

We got the data and the list of all the calls from Silas's phone.

There are two numbers that stand out.

Um…

Silas had regular text exchanges and conversations with one of them.

The phone records refer to him as UM 1, Unknown Male 1.

These are the messages. They were trying to communicate in code.

-But they're not very good at it. -No. No.

They're arguing about money.

They're blaming each other.

The Unknown Male…

-That's our UM 1? -Mm-hmm.

Which means the person on the beach…

could be UM 1?

Could be.

What have you been able to find out about UM 1's phone contract?

The phone number is registered to a deceased football player.

-Our guy doesn't wanna be found. -Okay.

We need to find our Unknown Male 1.

-What about the other number? -We have a lead.

The number belongs to an employee working at a youth detention center.

-In Ängelholm? -Yeah.

Silas spent time there.

René Guzmán, 25 years old.

He's been there quite a while.

He's been working in the male and female sections.

He has a criminal record as well.

Charged with what?

Assault and battery mostly.

Wonderful role model.

You know what you are? You're a sly fox.

For the past few years, we've had quite a turnover of staff.

But René decided to stay with us, thankfully.

The kids here like him a lot.

When was his last conviction?

I don't recall exactly, but he was about their age.

Mm. Hi.

There were about 20 calls made from your phone to Silas.

What do you say about that?

Nothing, really.

Everyone in the center uses that phone. It's common knowledge.

Can we take a look at your register?

Our register?

I presume you record and log any incidents here?

Yeah, of course we do.

You knew Silas, right?

Right?

I haven't spoken to him in a long time. Years. Not since he was here.

-I'll be outside, okay? -Sure.

-The girl doesn't even talk. -I know, she's completely fuckin' crazy.

-Hi. -I wonder where she's from.

-From another center maybe? -Go ahead and ask her.

I'm too scared to do it.

-Do you have a light? -Who are you with? Welfare?

She's a cop. Am I right?

How do you know?

-I can smell them. -Uh…

Just joking.

So what do you girls think?

-About what? -You know, this center… the staff.

-It's detention. -Yep.

So René, what do you think about him?

Why do you wanna know? Is he in trouble?

We're just having a talk.

-Like girl talk? -Yeah, exactly.

Yeah…

I've got a light… if you have a smoke.

-Mind if I sit? -Go ahead.

Well, that didn't go too well, did it?

Hm.

Katja's just pissed 'cause her day release just got canceled.

She's the one over there.

-No need to take it personally. -Mm. Why was it canceled?

Because of bad behavior.

It's tough on her.

I mean, she only just got here.

How 'bout you? You behaving?

Huh?

Yeah, I've got my day release tomorrow.

What'll you do? Going home?

Home?

Spent my life in institutions, can't you tell?

Are you here about that murder case?

What murder case?

What's his name?

Silas.

Did you know him?

No.

I heard he was here for a while.

In the male section.

Nathalie?

Come on, let's go.

-Keep the lighter. -Okay.

Can we put her under surveillance?

-Tomorrow, she's on day release. -Tomorrow's too soon.

It's very important that I know where she's going.

Uh, I'll see what I can do, but getting warrants takes time.

When I asked her about Silas, she lied to me.

She said she didn't know him.

But they were at the center at the same time.

-Is she a suspect? -No.

She's not a suspect, no.

-But she's hiding something. -How can you be so sure of that?

-Just check and see if anyone's available. -Okay.

And can you also check and see if we've identified UM 1?

-Yeah. Talk later. -Great.

-What was she like? -Nathalie?

Standoffish.

What's your impression of René?

He's lying.

Question is, about what?

The girls seemed to like him.

Is that good or is it bad?

I dunno.

What do we do now?

There's something I wanna check.

What's this got to do with our investigation? Why are we here?

We're leaving no stone unturned.

Who's in the lawsuit?

The families.

Did you bring any coffee?

Or is coffee not part of the police department's budget?

So here you are… walking around on my land.

It's quite beautiful.

I understand why you'd fight over it.

There's no fight.

Boel has a very vivid imagination.

Upstairs, she's not, uh…

Not that it's any of your business, but…

Ivar got the farm machinery and all the farm animals.

And I got Synden.

Synden?

It's what we call this place.

And why the Land of Sin?

Hm.

Around here, as far back as I can remember,

that's what we called it.

As land goes, it's worthless.

But you see, Harald here,

he likes to come and look for tadpoles. Hm?

Dani. The next time you want something, come speak to me.

Don't talk to my children.

What do you mean? Kimmen?

I asked him a few questions, that's all.

Don't ask.

I hear you have another brother. You and Ivar.

Ragnar.

He left the farm 20 years ago.

He left?

Or he left you behind?

In this wasteland.

You could… say that.

So he rejected his inheritance, and what else did he refuse?

Yeah, he refused his birthright.

He refused his responsibilities, but…

I've got one up on him, so I'm good.

One up, how come?

He got stuck under a tractor.

The only reason my brother's alive is because I saved him.

And he can never forget that.

Even though he hides away in Markaryd.

We know what it takes to fuck up a kid's future.

You know all about that, don't you?

Sure, Ivar and me, we have our disagreements.

But when the authorities come to take away our children,

then we stick together as a family.

Unlike yours, Dani.

You know nothing about my family.

I know what I need to know.

Let's go. Coffee break's over.

-Hey. -Hi.

-So, did you catch any tadpoles? -Yeah, lots.

And tadpoles weren't the only thing we found.

Interesting.

-What else did you find? -We found fucking cops.

What?

-Was Dani there? -Yeah.

-What the hell was she doing there? -Snooping around, like all cops do.

-Yeah. -I have to run to town to do some errands.

For what?

I have to get some spare parts for the tractor.

Is that okay? Do you mind?

-No. -All right, then. I'll be home for dinner.

Harald, I'll see you later.

Okay. Goodbye, Dad.

Elis? Mm-hmm.

Follow me, please.

Hi, Elis.

-Hello. -I'm very happy you made it.

-Mm. Mm. -Now, after you, please.

We need to talk about the results of your X-ray.

Okay.

-Please, have a seat. -Thank you.

-How's my son? -Hi, Dad.

-When will you be coming back? -We're almost done. I'll be home shortly.

-Can you read to me when you get home? -Mm-hmm.

-Please? -Mm.

Get ready for bed.

Brush your teeth and wash your face. I'll be home soon, all right?

Okay. See you soon then, Dad.

Sweet dreams, Harald.

-Bye. -See ya.

Fuck!

Dani.

Come with me.

This morning, we received the surveillance footage of Nathalie.

Stop lying to me. Tell me the truth, it's in your best interest.

-Listen, Kåre, I'm not lying. -You're not lying, is that so?

What the hell? That's Kåre Lönn.

-Who is he? -One of our local talents.

He spent 12 years in Hörby prison, convicted for manslaughter.

Give me my money or give me a name.

Is he being watched?

-Not at the moment. -Be careful, Nat.

You need to be very fuckin' careful.

As soon as I see that fucker, I'm gonna take him out, you hear me?

-What the hell's going on? -Think about that, bitch.

Why's she meeting him while she's out?

Let's bring her in for questioning.

I think we should go and talk to her instead.

You doing okay?

-Yeah. -Good.

You lied to me when we met.

Well, so did you.

You knew Silas.

You were together.

Did you guys meet at the center?

Hm.

You were meant to leave with him, weren't you?

Why would I tell you anything?

We can protect you, Nathalie.

I'm not lying.

You realize that the police always fuck me over.

Give me a reason I should trust you.

Well, Silas trusted me.

What do you know… about the blacksmith?

Nothing.

You knew that Silas was blackmailing him.

What did he have on him?

You can trust me.

Talk!

-Nathalie? -He had videos.

Silas got hold of some of them.

What kind of videos?

Videos of him with local underage boys.

Silas got some of them.

So he started using them against him?

To blackmail him?

-And then? -What do you mean?

Silas got what he wanted, but it wasn't enough.

He wanted more and I need you to tell me why.

I don't fucking know!

I'm not saying any more. We're done.

Nathalie, you can tell them the truth.

And why don't you fuck off?

-Get lost! -Silas owed some money.

He and his friend were in some serious debt.

UM 1.

In the texts, they were arguing about money.

Who's UM 1?

That's Silas's friend.

Is this the man they owed money to?

What did he want from you? Hm?

Talk!

He wanted to know who the other guy was and where to find him.

But I don't know who he is.

What did you tell him?

I simply told him where Silas used to pick him up in Malmö.

Malmö?

Where in Malmö?

So it was Kåre who tried to collect the debt from Silas.

And now he's after UM 1.

-Silas's friend. -You think… this guy Kåre did it?

Murdered him?

Either he did, or at least he'll lead us to our guy.

-I need to call Cennerbäck. -No, we just don't have that much time.

So what, you don't give a shit about police procedure?

-I'll write a report later. -You can keep my name out of it.

That's him.

Where's he going?

What's he up to?

Did he give them money?

What the hell are they doing?

They just gave him up.

Kåre knows where he lives now.

Dani! For fuck's sake.

Hey, open up!

Open the fucking door!

Tell me where the fuck he is.

Who the hell are you talking about? Stop it!

Don't lie to me, you piece of shit. Tell me where he is.

Let go of me! I don't know, I don't know! Stop it!

I'll give you one more chance before I shoot your fuckin' knees out.

Tell me where he is!

He thought we'd stolen his gear, and he just upped and left.

That's bullshit!

-Where is he? Come on, answer me! -Let me go!

-Ah! You're hurting me! -He killed one of our guys!

-I need to know where he is. -He's at Kristinelundsvägen.

He's at the drug house over there. The place where we shoot up, okay?

Now, let me go!

Hey!

Malik! He's onto me!

He's heading your way!

-Did you see him? Did you see him? -No.

Let's go! Run!

Did you find UM 1?

Oh, fuck.

No, but listen…

So Silas and his friend, they owed money to Kåre, right?

They sent texts and they argued.

They met up on the beach…

The argument got outta control.

I heard Kåre say so himself.

Which means UM 1 is the killer.

Oh… Hey.

-Come on. -I'm hungry, let's head to the mall.

-We can eat in the park after. -Hey.

-We're with the police. -Oh, cops.

-Hey! -Run!

-No, no, no! Wait up! Police! -Go, go, go, go! Go!

-Slow down. -Let me go!

-Empty your pockets. -What's wrong with you?

-Empty them! -I haven't done anything.

I didn't do anything wrong.

-I've got nothing. -What's this then? Huh?

-That's mine! -Okay.

-That's my money, give it back! -Hang on! Listen to me first.

What do you know about the drug house in Kristinelundsvägen?

First you gimme my gear.

Okay… This can go down two ways…

I report you for illegal possession of narcotics.

I'm a child.

-Dani. -What?

Let me. Over here.

Do you know about this drug den, or not?

What's the street number?

-Do I get my weed back? -No. You get your money back.

And maybe… I won't report you.

Twenty-three.

Get outta here.

I mean, we can't just walk in.

First, we call Cennerbäck and then the judge.

And we get a search warrant.

-And let Kåre get there first? -It's called professional misconduct.

If you like. And you know what else? It's also called imminent danger.

Goddamn you. You're such a pain.

-Stop. -Should we knock?

No. Let's see if it's locked first.

Okay.

-Hello? -Are you on your own?

-Police. -I'm here with two friends.

-This your place? -No, no.

-There was a guy staying here. -Okay.

-Where is he? Is he still here? -No, there's no one here.

-Nobody's been here? -No.

-Nobody? -No.

This place is yours?

Unless you help me, you will lose this apartment.

You can't take my apartment just because I don't know!

'Course I can.

You, outta here.

-I can't believe this shit. -You, stay. What'd you say?

There was a guy who came by. A boy, a few days ago.

And he dropped off a couple of bags of gear and some shit.

-Okay. -That's it.

-What was he doing here? -I have no idea.

-Really? -I can't tell you that.

-Does he stay here or… or what? -No, he doesn't stay here.

-He doesn't? -No.

So does he hide here?

-Yeah, maybe. -Maybe? Who's he hiding from? The police?

-From thugs? -I don't know.

Okay.

-Well, probably from both. -Probably from both?

-Yeah. -So what's his name?

I don't know.

-His name? -I don't know.

-Want me to search the place? -There's no one here.

Sure you don't want that.

You don't leave me any choice, I'll shut this place down.

Just tell me the name of the guy who was here.

-People come and go. -I don't know who's been here.

They come for a few hours…

You can't threaten us like that. That's illegal, it must be.

-Can't do it? -No.

You don't think what you're doing here is illegal?

-You wanna lose this apartment? -No!

-Give me his name. -I don't remember!

-Gonna kick her out? -Give me the name.

Oliver.

-What did you say? -Oliver.

There.

Oliver…

Go to the kitchen.

It's burning in the sea

It's burning in the sea

It's waking me

I see

Your beating heart

It's a game we play

That night I left for you

The fire was real

It's burning in the sea

It's waking me

It's burning in the sea