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Good kitty, there you go. Good kitty.

You've been out all night hunting, huh? Mm.

I see you didn't clean out the pigsties yesterday.

Sorry, Dad. I've had a lot on my mind.

For a while.

So I guess then, we can leave the pigs in their own shit…

Right, because you have a lot on your mind?

Listen.

I never wanted this.

Really?

Getting up every day at dawn… Feeding pigs. Working the land…

At the time, I was so angry with Ragnar when he packed up and left us.

He left me all alone here in this godforsaken place.

As time went on, I learned to accept my life here,

but the truth is, this was all I knew.

I wasn't good for anything else.

But it's different for you.

What do you want, Jon?

Tell me what you want.

Son, look at me. I'm serious.

What do you want to do?

University.

-University? -Mm-hmm.

-You think you're cut out for it? -I think so.

Well, in that case… go to university. The farm will still be here.

-Yeah, but who's gonna look after it, Dad? -I'll take care of it.

But until you begin your studies, you'll still have to keep shoveling shit.

-Okay? -Okay, Dad.

-Good morning. -Is there any coffee?

I made a fresh pot.

So what are you talking about?

The harrow.

-You know we need a new one. -Yeah.

-Morning. -Mornin'.

-Morning, son. -Morning.

Good morning.

-You look tired. -I think we'd better wake him up.

Don't like it when I tease you in the morning?

Jon!

-Do you need help? -Yeah, it's heavy.

I'll grab this end.

Kimmen, what are you doing here? How are you?

How's everything at home?

How's Ivar?

He stopped eating yesterday.

Kimmen…

Why are you here?

I think the police are looking for the wrong person.

Yeah, I think so too.

Because I definitely don't think it was Kåre who did it.

They should be looking… for someone he works for.

Tell me.

You know his name.

You telling me he's back? Järven?

Shit.

Silas, he… he used to run small errands for him.

But then he screwed up.

He gave the police Järven's name when he was picked up and questioned.

And Järven found out about it.

Was Silas doing business with Järven?

Mmm.

Does Ivar know about this?

No.

Why are you telling me this now? Why not speak to me earlier?

It's okay, Kimmen.

So Silas ratted on Järven?

Yeah.

And how do you know?

I know. That's it. Now you know as well.

LAND OF SIN

-What is it? -Huh?

-What's the matter? -Nothing.

Can I have a blue one?

-Bad sleep? -It's just I have a lot going on at work.

Which do you want?

Time for me to go.

-Can I have one too? -I have to go.

-Please, Dad. -Right now. Be good.

-But Dad, come on. You said I could. -Bye. Love you.

Love you too.

-Later. -But Dad, you promised.

-What? I'm sorry, I gotta go. -Last week, you promised.

Dad, no, come on. Please, Daddy.

-Hi, Stefan. -How are you?

Fine, how about you? Thanks for calling me back.

-Did you get the DNA? -Yes, I did.

-You got it? -Yes.

-Did you find a match? -Uh, we're spot on. It's him.

The DNA confirmed it.

-It's a complete match. -You're certain? You're sure it's him?

One hundred percent sure.

You were born in the morning, shortly before 2:00 a.m.

It was early summer. The sun was just rising.

The first rays of sunshine beamed gently over the rooftops

and drifted through the hospital window.

From the very beginning, we knew that we only had each other.

In our kitchen, you lay peacefully on my lap,

looking up at me.

At the time, it was as if we were trying to figure out

who the other was.

Hello? Dani?

Hey.

You know…

If you want a break, remember to turn your phone off, okay?

You training to be a burglar now?

I'll drop a few kronor to pay for the lock.

What the hell are you up to, Dani? You can't just run away like that.

Your problem won't disappear.

So how are we gonna do this?

We have to bring him in.

Dani…

We don't even know that it's him.

Dani…

We can't be absolutely sure.

Dani, we have his fingerprints. He's got a record.

The guy at forensics is a friend of mine.

He did the tests quickly as a favor.

He confirmed it's Oliver's DNA under Silas's nails.

So why haven't you brought him in then?

Why?

What the fuck are you waiting for?

Nobody else knows the test results. There's just me, waiting.

-For what? -For you. I'm waiting for you, Dani.

You must be desperate to get that promotion.

Oh, promotion?

Is that what you think?

I don't use people.

I can't give you more time, Dani.

He's disappeared.

But you can find him.

When I was a kid, we had a dog. She got sick and we had to put her down.

So my dad took her to the woods and took care of it.

He wasn't about to let some stranger do it.

You have to do this yourself, Dani.

Don't you think?

If you want to find Oliver, you can do it.

How come some people choose places like this?

Why do people spend all their lives here?

And never leave?

Well…

You heard what Boel said.

The eldest son gets everything.

It's not a gift, it's a sickness.

What do you mean?

The things that we inherit.

How many kids do you have?

Three.

Are you a good father, Malik?

Well…

I do my best.

That's all you need.

To be a good father.

-He left. -Who?

Oliver's father.

I moved to Sweden to be with him.

I wonder if my life would've been different if…

I'll never know.

Never mind.

Silas?

Yeah.

How was the relationship between him and Oliver?

Brotherly.

Any rivalry?

Just like brothers.

Oliver really isn't a violent person.

I know but… benzos is serious shit.

I've seen how he reacts on benzos. Oliver's not the violent type.

Yeah… But it happens.

Fuck! I told you, damn it! He's not fucking violent!

-Here you go. -Thank you.

Oliver.

-What are you doing here? -Come sit down.

You can't be here, Mom.

I know you're gonna score. I'm not here for that, so…

I'm not going to rehab, Mom, okay?

The police are looking for you.

Are you spying on me now?

What happened to your cheek?

Someone forced you to do it?

What did they have on you?

Oliver?

Tell me what happened between… you and Silas.

You continued to meet up?

Stay, please.

What were you doing?

You were selling drugs, right?

Oliver, I have to know. What happened?

Does the cop wanna know?

Or is it my mom?

-Both of them. -No, you have to choose.

Decide.

You're just the same as him. You know that?

Same as who?

You don't beat me… but you have other ways.

-Are you talking about Grandpa? -Yeah. You better believe it.

You're always right.

You're never wrong.

You do realize that you've never apologized to me.

Never.

Oliver, I did my best.

I protected you.

Like you protected Silas? Huh?

I couldn't protect him from himself, nor from you either.

No. Is that why you threw me out then?

It was the middle of winter, Mom.

Oliver…

-I'm doing this to help you. -Oliver?

Oh my God. Mom, is that your fuckin' cop partner?

-Let's go. -Fuck! You're kidding me.

-Tell me you're kidding me. -Come on.

-Tell me you're kidding! -Oliver!

Don't fucking touch me!

Oliver Anttila, you are arrested on suspicion

of the murder of Silas Duncke.

Do you think I killed my own brother?! Huh?

-You're a fuckin' bitch, Mom! -Hey! Hey!

-Don't touch me! Get your hands off me. -Oliver! Oliver.

-Take him to the car. -Hey!

-Calm down. -Oliver.

-What'd I do? The fuck's goin' on?! -Hold him.

-You're coming with us. -Help me, Mom.

Mom!

Mom!

Mommy!

-And what if it's not him? -Stop. Let them do their job.

-And what if it's not him? Then what? -Forensics confirmed it's Oliver's DNA.

What… what have I done? Look what you made me do!

-Dani. -My son is being held.

-I have to speak with him. -You're not allowed in.

That's not how things work.

That's my son in there. I want to see him now!

You have to calm down.

-My son's there! I have to speak to him. -Dani, please. Listen…

I'll have a word with the people in charge, okay?

You can trust me. Okay?

Calm down.

How long have you known about this?

Known about what?

That it's Oliver we're after?

Who else knew about this?

Just me.

From now on, Rogenmo and Malik will handle the case.

-No! Fuck! -Dani, listen to me, please.

From now on, Malik and Rogenmo, okay?

-You're on leave until I say otherwise. -You need to transfer me.

Transfer you?

I need to keep busy, I wanna keep working.

Just go home and get some rest, okay? You need to get some sleep.

And how do I do that with my son in jail?

If I learn that you are in any way involved with this investigation,

I'm warning you…

I'll have you fired.

I mean it, Dani, got it?

-Yeah? -Hi, this is, uh, Trygg Senander.

I'm calling from the sheltered living facility in Malmö.

Yeah.

We've spoken before, regarding a place for your son, Oliver.

I'm afraid he can't accept your offer.

Are you sure?

There are only a few places like this around here.

I understand.

-He could come in tonight, if you want? -But he doesn't have the motivation.

I get that, but maybe we could talk to him--

-Are you the only one here? -Yeah.

Well, I found her.

-Becka? -Yeah.

Looks like somebody called it in.

She was laying low out on the farm.

I'm not on the case anymore. Call Cennerbäck.

-I haven't done anything. -Okay.

How did you survive in the barn?

-My dad brought me some food and water. -Okay.

There are several witnesses who confirmed that they heard you threaten Silas Duncke.

I was wasted.

I would never do anything to hurt him.

Silas had much bigger problems.

Like what?

What do you mean, "bigger problems"?

Are you charging me or not? If not, I'm leaving.

-Sure, you can go, but… -But what?

So why did you run away?

I panicked, that's all.

Then stay a while and answer some questions.

-Why did you run away? -I told you, I panicked.

Because people had heard you threaten Silas?

-How did he react to that? -React to what?

To the threats.

He smiled and laughed.

He said his guys could handle my guys.

What did he mean by that?

He hung out with older guys.

Dangerous people.

Kåre?

Kåre's minor-league.

He runs errands, does the dirty work, collects debts. That kinda stuff.

You know what I mean.

For who?

Who's Kåre's boss?

Some guy with the Joker's smile.

-A scar. Pretty intense. -But you never heard his name?

Ivar, Silas's dad, I think he knows his name.

I remember one day, we saw him.

Ivar and the guy greeted each other like they were old friends.

When you say that Silas had bigger problems,

you mean with that man?

With the scar?

Just talk with Ivar.

Ask him if he thinks Silas was working for him.

Have you spoken to him?

God, this is terrible.

First Silas and now Ivar.

It's okay. Hm?

I owe it to him.

Ivar?

You don't owe him anything.

Not after the way he's treated you.

I told you, I have to go see him.

I promised Ivar I would do it.

-Yeah, but Ivar's dead now. -That doesn't matter.

I owe it to him. I have to see him.

The police have already caught the killer.

It's over and done with now.

Are you sure about that? Over and done with? You have no idea.

I know you still have two sons. Just forget about it.

Kimmen said Silas worked for him. I need to find out.

So now you wanna go take his place?

I'll go see him and see what he's all about.

Elis, this man is dangerous. Are you gonna do the same thing as him?

-Exactly. -No, Elis, don't go!

Fine. Off you go then. Jesus fucking Christ, what an idiot…

That'll do the job. And a bit extra for good measure.

Look, that guy Elis is here. Will you go see him?

-Will we load them up? -Yeah. We need to move it.

-Load them to the back of the pickup. -Yeah.

That's perfect.

-Hey there, Elis. -Hey.

-I don't see him. Where is he? -Don't worry, he's on his way.

So, should we dust off that old seat of yours?

Kåre? Isn't that the woman from Malmö?

Yeah, it's that police bitch that got suspended.

-She's a cop? -Yeah.

What the fuck is she doing here?

How the hell did she find her way here?

No. I told you, there was no one behind me when I drove here.

Hello?

-Are there more cops on the way? -Hey! Are you here on your own?

Are you the one who led her here?

Are you fucking crazy?

Well, she turned up here just after you did.

I've got no fucking idea how she got here.

Did you even check your mirrors to see if she was following you?

I have no idea where the fuck she came from.

That's bullshit, Elis!

Hey, are there more pigs on their way?

-Hey! Wake up! -Your colleagues… are they here?

Are there more cops?

Fuck this. Let's start packing up our shit

in case she has backup coming.

Okay, everyone. Time to clean up the warehouse. Move it!

We don't know what she's seen, or if she's seen too much,

but I'm not doin' time because of her.

-No way, none of us wanna go back. -No fuckin' way.

-We better do something about her. -We can't do nothing.

Yeah. Come on.

-We have to get rid of the cop, got it? -Let's do it.

You and Petri take care of it.

-Yeah. Yeah, I got it. -You make sure, okay?

-Make sure she disappears, all right? -I got it.

-Yeah. -We can't leave her here, idiot.

Damn it, I tried to warn you.

You don't know what you've got yourself into.

Why didn't you just listen to me?

Why?

This is heat. We gotta get her outta here.

I'm not doin' no time. No way.

I think we should pick her up and get her out of here.

-We're just trying to help you! -Fuck you.

We just wanna help you, Boel.

Look at this shit I've been living in all these years.

All these years, I've had to put up with this shit.

Because of that one thing! That's all. Everything would have been different.

Let me see that.

It's just not fair. We deserve an equal share.

Looks nice.

-Enough! -What do you mean, go to bed?

Why don't you get some sleep? I can't listen to you anymore.

Go lie down on the sofa.

-Who the fuck invited you to my home? -I can't take this anymore.

-Kätty, you should just go home. -What the hell are you talking about?

-Calm down, ladies. -Okay.

-Stop now. -It's enough.

You okay, Jon?

Yeah, you should go out. I'll see you later.

-You know what you've done. -I don't!

-You know damn well! -You're being pathetic!

All these years, you've known!

-Sick of your bullshit. I'm leaving. -All this time you've known!

Hello?

Listen, amphetamines are one thing, but murder is completely different.

-There's no fuckin' difference. -Course there is.

Who gave you the right to speak?

We've got drugs here worth hundreds of thousands,

and you think you're entitled to an opinion, you old fool?

And who cares anyway?

Eighteen years for drugs or for murder, no difference.

Well, it's life for murder.

Elis, why don't you just shut the fuck up? Okay?

All right. Get 'em up.

Hey, pretty lady, wanna come for a walk in the woods with me?

Come on, let's go.

She's seen our faces. She's seen the lab and everything.

Of course we need to get rid of her.

What the fuck did you think we were gonna do, Elis?

-When you brought a cop here? -I didn't!

-Got him? -Yeah.

-C'mon, c'mon, c'mon. -Goddammit. Hey! You bastards!

You piece of shit! Where the fuck is Järven?

Get over here!

-Just fucking go, come on. -Turn the other way.

Let's go…

Stay quiet now, lady.

Shut the fuck up!

You fucking bitch! Fuck!

Goddammit!

Calm down, Oliver. Stop it.

-Guys, hold him. Hold him! Good. -Get on your knees!

On your knees!

Come on.

Hurry up.

Get down. Stop it. Stay down.

Almost there! Will you shut it!

Who the fuck gave you the right to speak to me?

-I'll blow your head off! -Shoot!

Mom! Mommy!

-You've got yourself to blame! -Shoot!

-Do you wanna die?! -Shoot!

Do it! Go on, shoot me!