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Thousands of Swedish farmers are waiting for long-overdue EU grants,

meant to cover agricultural losses over the past three years.

The delays have left many farmers in financial ruin and hardship,

particularly as Swedish farmers face another season of extreme weather.

The new upcoming government bill is aimed at helping struggling farmers…

This rifle will be yours, Kimmen. It's of no use to me anymore.

…produced at near record lows over the past three years…

There you go.

Look after it, son.

Thanks a lot, Pa.

Vera's made dinner.

Mm.

-You coming? -Yeah.

LAND OF SIN

-It's me. Gimme your hand. -What the fuck?

-Get out. -I thought you were someone else.

Put the gun down. Put it away!

How the fuck did you find me?

I already told you, when you're on leave, disable location.

-Yeah. -Yeah…

You just don't know when to stop.

-It doesn't matter anyway. -What do you mean by that?

Whatever, Malik.

-What is that supposed to mean? -It must have been him who did it.

Oliver.

Let's just face it.

What the fuck?!

-Why'd he do it, Malik? -Dani…

I just don't understand.

I don't think he did it.

That's why I'm here. I think we're wrong, Dani.

I called Cennerbäck.

It looks really bad.

We were wrong.

Come on.

I understood something when I watched the interview with Oliver.

Okay.

Everybody thinks he's confessing to killing Silas.

But that's not what he said.

Um… I think that he feels responsible.

But that's hardly an admission of guilt. Right?

We know that Oliver went to Bjäre to see Silas.

You mean at the beach?

No. Somewhere else.

Okay.

And then, something went wrong.

We know that the money was for whoever Kåre worked for.

Mm… Järven.

-Järven? -I watched an interview with Silas.

There was nothing in the system.

No, they never logged it in.

But I think it's bullshit.

No one's seen Järven here for a very long time.

How's Oliver coping?

How's he doing?

You know… it's never easy being locked up.

He's stressed because his main hearing is tomorrow.

So he's under a lot of pressure.

But he's started talking more.

What about?

About their argument.

With Silas.

Turns out Nathalie was with Silas when he met up with Oliver in Bjäre.

-Can we visit him together? -"We"?

I sent my only child to jail.

It's time for me to do what I can to help set him free.

Nathalie hasn't come back since her day release.

Okay… And you don't have any idea where she is?

So Nathalie must want to find the person who killed Silas too?

She doesn't trust the police. There's nothing you can do.

There are ways we can help.

Like what, exactly?

Change her name.

Live under police protection. Move to a safe house.

Depends on her situation.

Say hi to her from me.

If by chance you actually happen to see her. Okay?

REHABILITATION PROGRAM

Hi.

Can you promise to protect me?

Well, I'm afraid that now… that depends on you.

So René was aware of everything?

He wanted to solve Silas's problem with those people.

He tried to mediate between Silas and them, but…

Things really got outta hand, and…

they sent Kåre after us.

He threatened me and René.

Because I had spoken to the staff.

Okay. I need you to tell me exactly what happened between Silas and Oliver.

The plan was to meet up and to clear the debts we had.

But Oliver had spent most of the money on drugs.

-You stupid fuck! -Hey!

-Get off! -What the fuck's wrong with you?

Hey! Stop!

Silas lost it.

-Fucking bum! -You bitch!

And that would explain why

Oliver had Silas's DNA under his fingernails.

-Tell us what happened then. -We took what Oliver had left.

Then Silas and I drove off to meet the person we owed money to.

But that didn't go too well either.

-Go wait over here. -Keep that shit separate.

-You understand what this means? -Yeah.

-So tell me then. -It means there'll be interest.

You're smart. You should be in school, you know that?

So if you survive this, you start school.

-We have a deal? -Sure.

You'd be the first one in your family to do anything decent.

-Yeah. -How much you owe?

-300,000. -How much you got?

One hundred twenty thousand.

-You'll have to get the rest. -Fuck, just smell that.

I'm sorry, darling, but this smells like pussy.

I don't give a shit how you get hold of the money.

You hear me? You can suck cock, do whatever you have to do, understood?

In two weeks, how much'll it be?

-Three hundred thousand. -Come again?

Three hundred thousand.

-Hey, you can't do that. -Shh! Shut it!

-You can't just add interest. -Quiet!

Why the fuck did you bring her?

-You're not good at math. -Shut up!

-Not very smart. No. -No.

Idiot! If you mention anything to your stupid mongrel mother,

that filthy, dirty whore, or the pigs,

you're fucking dead.

-You hear me? -Yeah. I got it.

Two weeks. Silas, two weeks.

And if you're late, I'll fucking kill you.

So you had to run.

Silas threatened to leak the blacksmith's videos.

You blackmailed him for traveling money and you bought tickets. Am I right?

Yeah.

Who were they in debt to?

What's his name?

His name's Lennie Kroogh.

-Who? -Lennie Kroogh.

Is this him?

Yeah.

But people call him by his nickname.

Järven.

That's it.

Järven.

Pull everything we've got on this guy.

Ah, fuck.

I'll call ahead and have them prepare for your protection.

-If there's a trial, you'll be safe. -What trial?

Don't worry, I'll help you through it.

Lennie Kroogh, also goes by the name Järven.

He owns a Volkswagen, a few other unregistered cars…

A Honda and a Toyota.

They might match the tracks we found.

He tricked me.

Who?

Elis. He said that Järven hadn't been around for a long time.

And that the scar on his face, he said he knew nothing about it.

The bastard lied.

He lied once he understood what Silas told the police.

And now he's got what he wanted.

And what was that?

He wanted to know if it was Järven that murdered Silas.

He wants to take care of this himself.

Goddammit, I need him alive to clear Oliver.

Malik, you check the junkyard. I'm gonna go find Elis.

I'm on it.

The last time I was inside, Elis, wasting away inside that fuckin' prison,

we had this fuckin' snitch.

And we cut him open inside his cell.

-I'm with Malmö police department. -Okay.

Need to look at any vehicles that were dropped off recently.

Yeah, all right. Well, we haven't had much.

Actually, we only had one.

Hey, this is Rönnäs.

Wasn't it you that dropped off that pickup with us last week?

Yeah, I did. Why?

Well, someone seems to be very interested in it.

The police are here. Huh?

Did they say what they wanted?

I don't know what they're looking for, but they're here right now.

I thought you'd want to know.

-Okay, thanks. -Mm-hmm.

-Thank you for calling, Rönnäs. -Bye.

Kick it.

Harald?

Do that again and I'll kick you.

There you are.

Perfect.

-Nice shot. -Oh, no.

Try again.

I'm coming to get you.

-Good. -Too slow.

Harald…

We're all one family. You know that?

Get back here!

And that means we help each other.

-Get back! -Always.

Perfect.

Harald?

Good.

Let's put that down for a moment.

Sometimes things happen in a family… Things that are difficult.

That's when we need to help each other.

We need to help each other, you understand?

-I think so. -You understand very well, Harald.

Yes, you understand much better than the others.

My boy, you're the only one who can help us.

-Hey. -Hey.

We found a…

-An old pickup, a Škoda. -Yeah?

Looks pretty beat up. I don't think it's of any interest to us.

-But you never know, so I'll check. -Sounds good. I'm still on the road.

So I checked out the Poles.

And that driver of theirs, he's… you know, he's kinda…

a little funny upstairs. But they seem to be good people.

-Okay. -There. You see? Come here.

-Hm? -There. Behind those rocks. Tonight.

-Mm. Mm. -At nine. The Poles'll be there.

You pick it up, and drive back with Ola to the warehouse.

That's it.

-Okay? -Okay. How many?

They'll have a few bags, nothing crazy. No need to be worried.

-Okay? -Mm.

Okay.

I swear, those whores in Germany… You could pick any color you like.

Very nice personalities too.

-Better times. -Mmm.

Lennie?

Hello?

You have to come home!

-Hello, Kätty? -Elis, you have to come home!

-Elis, please! Harald just confessed… -What are you saying? What about Harald?

It's Malik. I'm at the junkyard.

Yeah. You'd better come over here.

No, I mean right now.

Yeah. Okay.

-So I found out who the truck belongs to. -And?

Harald Duncke.

-Harald? -Duncke.

What happened?

Huh? What have you done now?

He was threatening us.

-Who was? -Silas!

About what?

He threatened to go to the police and get us arrested.

-Arrested for what? -For the Land of Sin, Elis, what else?

He threatened Mommy.

-What's that, Harald? -He threatened Mommy.

-In what way? -He threatened Mommy, Dad.

What do you mean, "He threatened Mommy"? What do you mean?

What have you done, Harald?

Harald, talk to me!

Tell me, Harald! Please, tell me!

Harald!

Harald!

Harald!

Where the fuck is he?

Harald!

Harald!

Jon, where's your brother?

Hello?

-What's the matter? Where's your brother? -I haven't seen him, Dad.

Who knows.

Stay here.

Where've you been, Elis?

Out hunting.

With Järven, I suppose?

Lennie Kroogh, Elis?

I need to know where to find him.

We were in this together, Elis. We had a deal.

Have you done anything to him, Elis?

Finding Järven was Oliver's best chance!

I need him.

Where is he?

You can leave us now. But I like your spirit, Dani.

Where is he?

Where's Järven? Where is he?

Järven didn't do it.

And it wasn't one of his men either.

You would've known that if you weren't suspended.

Would've known what?

That the police will be here any minute.

It seems you're getting what you want, Dani.

Harald? Harald.

You can tell her now. Go on, you can tell her what happened.

He can tell me what?

Harald.

Go on, you can tell the police officer.

Go ahead, tell her.

I'm the one who did it.

Well done.

-What happened, Harald? -It's okay, tell her what you did.

I made him stop.

I didn't mean to.

He's just a child, Kätty. He didn't do anything.

He may be a child, but he's as strong as an ox.

-Can I go and play… -No, no.

Harald?

How did you stop him?

-Mommy… -What happened?

He called my Harald a retard.

Nobody can say that to Harald.

You just don't.

Nobody can call you stupid, Harald.

How do you know all this?

I know because I helped get rid of the body.

And what are you gonna do now? Are you gonna put me away?

Go ahead and do it. I don't give a shit.

So you helped get rid of the body?

Yeah. What else was I supposed to do? He's my boy!

I would never betray my family. Unlike you.

I took his pickup and went to help him.

I take responsibility for that.

His pickup?

Harald?

Harald?

Harald?

Come with me. Come! Follow me.

Go with Mom.

Harald!

Do you realize what you've done?

Don't you see the police have evidence against him?

-They're gonna arrest our son! -He wouldn't hurt a fly and you know it!

Maybe, but he can't run this fucking farm on his own either!

Harald!

You're sacrificing our son!

-Yes. -You're doing it because you're selfish!

You really don't understand?

I'm not doing this for myself! It's about our future, Elis.

It's about our farm. It's about the survival of this family!

And what do you think will happen when that fucking cancer kills you?

How could you hide something that important from me, Elis?

I will never forgive you, Kätty. Never.

I don't give a fuck about your forgiveness, Elis.

-Where are you going? -To the Land of Sin!

We have to find Harald before the cops do!

Thank you for calling. Great. Bye.

The cops are over at the junkyard, going through Harald's truck.

What for?

It was dropped off the day after Silas died.

Apparently, they found stuff.

Evidence and things that belonged to poor Silas.

Harald's truck, you said?

It seems so. They found evidence in his pickup.

-It doesn't make any sense… -What evidence?

I know, but all the same,

the police wouldn't be snooping around if they weren't on to something serious.

-Hi. -Where are you?

-I'm over at Elis's. -At their house?

Yeah.

He just confessed. Harald just confessed.

-All right, listen to me. -Mm.

-Okay? -Yeah, but…

-The pickup also belongs to Harald. -Something's wrong…

What do you mean?

I don't know, but…

something's wrong.

Dani, what the hell are you talking about?

You shouldn't even be there. I'll come and pick you up.

Mm.

Wait for me… Okay?

Dani?

Hello? Dani?

I find it very hard to believe that the cops would search his truck

if they didn't have a very good reason for it.

Yeah. I suppose you're right.

Even though it does sound a little far-fetched, but okay.

Do they still think it might be him?

We know how strong Harald is,

but what reason does he have to kill Silas?

-You really think it's him? -Doesn't make sense.

I agree, I don't get it.

-I know the kid is really strong, but… -Yeah, but…

But Harald, he's not capable of…

There's something wrong with that family.

The poor boy is handicapped. He can't be serious.

Poor boy had to grow up with a mother and father like that…

I don't understand why…

I know who's behind all of this.

-What are you saying? Speak up. -That old bitch, she made him do it.

Will you be here soon? I need you to pick me up.

-Just stay there. -I don't…

-I… I don't understand… -It wasn't him.

You said it yourself.

"The eldest son gets everything."

Jon, what the hell happened?

Like Harald said… Silas threatened us.

What do you mean? He threatened you?

He came to our house. He threatened Mom.

-Shut up! -Shut up, you dumb bitch!

Piece of shit. Fuckin' junkie, you're high now!

I'll call the cops and tell them what you're doing.

-Go ahead… -Then we'll get everything you owe us!

Go do that, snitch!

You're a fucking liar!

And you're a fuckin' punk-ass junkie. You get outta my house! Get outta here!

You're awake?

Yeah.

Is Harald asleep?

Yeah.

Why's he looking for money?

Same old story, you know…

Land of Sin?

He can't go around threatening us like that.

What am I supposed to do?

I can't make Elis deal with it.

With what?

With drawing the line.

You know, Jon, you can't use a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

Silas is a child. He's your age.

You're the one to draw the line.

You can't be serious.

You owe us so much fucking money, man, come on.

You and your whole stupid fucking family owe us money.

-That's total bullshit. -You and your family are cheats…

Don't talk about my family like that.

You know who's the worst? That ugly, disgusting, fucking retard…

Fuck you! Apologize!

Fuckin' junkie!

Liar!

Piece of shit!

Help me, Mom! I don't know what happened. Please, Mom, can you come to the beach?

I don't know what to do, Mommy.

I can't, I don't know what to do.

Does this belong to Silas?

Silas didn't leave you with any other choice.

Then we dumped his body in the river and we got rid of the truck.

-Dad, I didn't mean to, I swear. -Why'd you do it?

Dad, I didn't mean to.

Let them arrest me, Dad.

No way. That's not gonna happen. Your brother needs you now more than ever.

Ah, Fuck!

Oh, shit… So we have to find them.

Ragnar, it's Elis.

Yeah, you heard me right, it's Elis.

I've got a problem, Ragnar.

I'm the one under the tractor now and I need your help.

It's for my kids, Ragnar.

-Are you all right? -Fuck!

I'll search over there. You go that way.

Harald!

Harald!

Harald!

Harald!

Harald! Harald!

Harald!

Harald!

Harald!

Jon, he's over here.

Harald, we have to leave, okay?

Harald…

Go with your big brother and stay in Markaryd, with Ragnar.

Remember, I spoke to you about my brother Ragnar?

-Ragnar? Your brother? Markaryd? -That's him.

That's her!

I swear to God, if I get my hands on her…

Let's go.

We should've gotten rid of her a long time ago.

Come out of the house!

Come on out. Show yourself, Kätty!

She's trying to run away. Come out now, you bitch!

Grab it! Do it now!

Get out, or we'll burn your house!

We're not fucking leaving!

-We got her. -Fucking lunatic.

Fuck.

Kätty, I'll get in your house. I'll break down the door.

We're gonna burn you alive!

Let's go, Harald, come on.

-Stand up, you can't sit here forever. -Up.

Help him, Jon.

Stay where you are! Stop!

-Go! Keep going… -Jon, stop!

Elis, call him back!

Stay where you are!

God.

God.

Harald!

-What the fuck, Kimmen?! -Kimmen, Kimmen!

Keep going, I'll be right there, promise.

-Dad! -I'll be right behind you. Don't worry.

Kimmen, Kimmen!

Daddy!

Over here, Kimmen!

Look at me! I killed your brother. It was me.

-It was me who killed him, Kimmen. -No, it was Harald who did it!

Harald can't do shit and he didn't kill Silas!

I killed your brother, Kimmen, and you know it!

-You're lying! -I'm not lying. It's true.

I killed him with my bare hands.

What for?!

He was going to destroy everything that I'd created.

He was going to report us to the grant authorities.

So I drowned him.

-You're lying! -And I enjoyed killing that fucker!

No!

Kimmen! Drop it!

Okay…

You, stay here.

Come on, let's go.

Malik! Wait!

Forget about them.

But they're getting away!

So be it, let them run!

I'm gonna lose them!

Come here!

They're getting away.

You heard what he said.

He confessed.

-He did it for his kids. -Yeah.

Exactly.

You're right.

He took that bullet for his kids.

What's done is done.

For fuck's sakes, Dani.

It's over.

It's over.

It wasn't their fault. They've done nothing wrong!

That's not how it works. You're the police, that's your job!

Dani! Please.

Shit.

I have to leave.

PURCHASE CONTRACT

Malik, tell me one more time, please.

Are you okay, Malik?

-Elis confessed to it. -Just like that? To you?

Not to me directly, I was further away.

But I heard him.

We should've taken the extra night shift.

Oliver Anttila.

He's been in solitary, but I'd like to see him now, if possible.

He's been released.

What happened?

Hey, thank you for calling me back.

We had spoken earlier about a place for my son, Oliver?

Exactly.

Is it still free?

Oliver.

I need to talk to you.

Let's talk outside.

Oliver?

Wait a second. Will you listen to me?

Oliver.

I need to speak to you, please!

So?

Speak.

I'm tired of this bullshit.

Don't you turn your back on me! Hey!

What the hell! What are you doing?

Leave me be. Let go of me!

Don't touch me!

Leave me alone.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Everything will be okay.

We're gonna be all right.

Mm.