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* exciting music *

* Steps *

* Door is unlocked. *

* exciting music *

*rumble*

*strumming*

*ominous sounds*

* exciting music *

* Click, door will open. *

Who ??are you? What are you doing here? - What is the code for the safe?

I don't know. - Give me the code, dammit!

* rattle* - I don't know it.

The code or I'll beat you to death. The code!

* Clink and crackle* - Okay, okay, okay.

1982

One, nine, eight, two. 1982.

One, nine... one, nine, eight, two.

*strumming*

(moans) Nineteen hundred...

1982. - * Door squeaks, he groans. *

* She gasps. *

* dramatic sounds *

- Good morning. - Thank you. - (Jenny) Morning.

Well I think fuck it now. - On what?

To this whole relationship circus. No longer interested.

Finding someone who... It's degrading.

That's it then. over and over.

Middle-aged man poor...

Live for the job, bull stereotype.

- (Alex) Where's Josef? - You released him today.

Damn, I forgot. Steinar, you're going with us,

- a dead man was found in Nacka, we have to go there. - Hey.

*shots*

Man, put that mask on. - What? Hell no.

Man...

*shots*

Fear the macho fa�ade crumbles when we play?

Show us how it works in reality.

Reality is different than paintballs and beer.

You don't want a beer without an eye. Take the mask!

I'll show you how reality is.

Let's go. - *shots*

- And you're taking a little time off? - Inger wants the allotment garden

tackle, but you know how it is...

- It's hard to switch off. - Hey, don't worry.

Josef and I will rock the ship alright.

- Hey. - Hey. - Well then...

It's a little further back in the forest. Sentient souls be warned.

A trail runner stumbled on him...literally.

He may not have been dead very long dead.

The cause of death is pretty clear, isn't it?

Mmm, one of the worst I've ever seen. - ID?

No, no wallet, no phone.

Then we cannot determine his identity this way.

- Is there something else we... - * Cell phone is ringing. *

* Cell phone rings. *

* Cell phone rings. *

* Cell phone rings. *

(woman) "Bruno. Where are you, honey? Why don't you answer?"

"Where are you now?"

My name is Alexandra Beijer, I'm a police officer. - "Policewoman?"

Who ??am I talking to? - My name is Maria Simonsson.

Okay... Hey Maria, that's it,

we found this phone and need to know who owns it.

I have the feeling that Josef and I won't get bored.

* theme music *

- Martin Beck - Steinar Hovland

* theme music *

* rattle and clank *

The paintball thing is mine.

But the Rage Room, that's Petter's thing. Peter!

Kind.

Look at my little sister. Do you think that's too gross?

- Too badass? The craziest thing is - t - hat they all look like their parents.

* Laugh *

Yes, it's been 20 years we look like dried fruit.

But you held up pretty well. * Clang and clatter *

Thanks. But you also.

* rattle and clank *

(man) Well done, �sa. Come on out now.

* She gasps. *

* pulsing sounds *

The murdered jogger is called Bruno Simonsson,

50 years old, married, two adult children.

Owner of an antique shop in Gamla Stan called Aureum,

along with a Jonas Forssell.

I've already had a first conversation with Simonsson's wife.

But we can do it today even with Forssell.

I thought if Jenny and Oskar do it,

- Steinar and Josef can take care of the rest tomorrow. - Mmm.

Of course. - Awesome.

(Jenny) He was found on a jogging track.

This is really terrible.

Can't believe that he had to die like that.

Bruno was so incredibly nice. Didn't hurt a fly.

You have no idea who would have wanted to kill him? - No.

No.

wait a minute...

There were some guys here, a few months ago,

they wanted to buy the business. Bruno didn't want to sell, and...

in the end they became very menacing. - Did you report this?

As if that helped.

Unfortunately there are a lot obscure people in the industry.

And we have to trust the customers, that's not easy.

Do you know the names of those who threatened you? - Unfortunately not.

Would you recognize her if you saw her? - Could be.

Yes, I believe so.

They kicked you out, you puked on the dance floor

and fell asleep in the sandbox. Don't remember? *Laughter*

Didn't you steal the pinball machine at the campsite?

Yes, yes, you wanted to drive away, the trunk opened and...

No, that wasn't him... - No, no, that was my brother.

(Lindberg) Yes, Tobban. (�sa) Tobban, yes, exactly, Tobban.

And what's he doing now? - �sa, stop it.

Well, that's quite a long story, you know?

Lindberg, you sucked at paintball.

What, did I finish last? Well, you know how it is.

The years go by and...

the muscles rest and rust.

* Laughing* - But I wasn't that bad I wasn't, was I?

(Cissi) You look absolutely silly. *Laughter*

(blows) Where's the lamp? Where?

Where's the lamp? - You're scared, aren't you? - No.

* Cissi laughs. * Where is she? - Yes you did.

Wait. Wait wait...

Okay, okay, what happens if I do this?

How's that? * She moans. * - Take that off.

Man, that's really expensive. - I'm a cop,

I know how to deal with this. * laughter *

(�sa) Cissi? Everyone is going now.

Okay. - Sh...

Yes, yes, I'm coming. You guys go ahead, I'll follow.

- And go. - The taxi will be here soon. - *

(�sa) Then I'll take it.

* Quiet music *

* Door opens with a bang. *

* Quiet music *

*loud breathing*

* vibrating alert *

You...

Honey. - What?

It rings.

Your mobile phone. - *Vibrating Alert*

* child whining. * (woman) Shhhhhh...

- * Child is crying. * - I

Just give me the address. - *Street noise*

And the money?

- That's okay. Don't call - m

OK.

hey

* Trains rattle. *

(Josef) That's a nice apartment. - Mhm, but unfortunately it's not mine.

A friend who is abroad

leaved her to me for half a year.

- I like this one. - Mhm, - w

* Laugh *

And was it a disappointment for you?

Mmm...

What are you doing today?

* He puffs and sighs. * Working.

And train.

But... it could also be that I don't give a damn and...

stay here instead and train with you.

* kissing sounds *

Oh damn I can't... - Hm?

- crap. I have to clean out dad's house - i

by the end of the month. - Okay, is he moving or what?

No. He's... he's dead.

Oh... sorry, I didn't know that.

You couldn't have known that.

Heart attack. - Uh.

He was a goldsmith. He had the workshop in the garage.

And a month or so ago was burgled.

He must have caught her doing it.

His heart stopped, the police found him in the garden.

Did we catch them?

The thing was shut down before it even started.

He died because his heart stopped.

Not the burglars fault, as the saying goes.

Hm.

* keyboard clatter *

- * Knock, startles her. * - Is Josef there yet?

- I'll call him now. - No, he was at the reunion,

partyed all night.

He'll be there when he's sober.

Thanks for coming. - It goes without saying.

Did your dad do that? - Yes, he really did.

He designed it for Mom when they got married. - Beautiful.

He later made more of it. * Closing sound *

OK, here it is.

Oh man.

Yes, they really let off steam here .

�sa and I haven't gotten around to it yet.

But the lock was intact? - Yes.

I think they made dad give them the code for the safe.

What did he have in there? - Gold. Some finished jewelry.

OK. The value?

500,000. We got everything from the insurance.

Dad was super accurate, had receipts for everything...

But this...

Rage Room.

Yes, really.

He had a security camera. - What, really?

There... The system looks homemade.

That looks like him.

*distant dog barking*

(�sa) Hello. - This is �sa.

We are here. Come.

Well, the cops who were here they just dismissed it.

Said, "The man died of natural causes."

They were so damn indifferent.

When I called a week later they just stopped.

Did he have a computer? - The laptop was also stolen.

Was anything else stolen from the house ?

One Bluetooth speaker is gone. - And that's it?

yes as far as i know

The camera was probably connected to the laptop.

Yes, but I can't say much about it .

That would have been the job of the policemen who were here.

How am I supposed to know all this? This is absolutely sick.

We both just stood there like two idiots and, and...

sorry joseph

Is okay.

* Steps *

* Dishes rattle. *

- Oh, thanks. - (�sa) Will you stay - a

No, I have to go to work. - * He slurps. *

But I'll see if I don't...

can do a little research.

Well, I can't promise anything, but...

let's see. - * He slurps. *

* He listens to pop music. *

(Alex) Hej. - Hej. - Where have you been for so long?

I overslept. - Ah. OK.

Was anything wrong? - Besides oversleeping? - Mmm.

Steinar should explain that to you.

A murder on a jogging trail. A, uh, Bruno Simonsson.

But I'm going now, let me know if anything happens. - OK. - Hey.

Hey da. - Hey da.

* Sizzle, Steinar whistles to the pop song. *

Hoho.

- Hey. - The perfect dinner. * Steinar laughs. *

- What's going on? - We're supposed to go to forensic medicine.

I'll be hungry again tomorrow afternoon.

So now there's tagliatelle with meat sauce and some queso fresco.

- Okay? Are you hungry? - Yes, dammit.

Then cut the leek.

scale

Listen, about the father from this... Cissi...

Um, I think that's bad too, but was it murder?

Even the chief investigator admitted the report was a disaster.

You wrote "death from natural causes,

no investigation necessary".

- Yes. - And they wrote, the lock was opened by force,

but it's totally intact.

- Maybe someone had a key. - Yes,

- if he didn't leave the goldsmith workshop open. - Hm.

- We have to go. - Who ??do we have to see?

An antique dealer who was executed. Done?

Cause of death is not strangulation. The larynx is depressed

and the airways are blocked by bone and blood.

- From the ratchet strap? - No,

more like a blow to the larynx.

Hey, my name is Josef Eriksson, I'm from the police.

And the belt must have been tightened afterwards to complete the job.

- What to be on the safe side? - Yes, you can.

Thanks.

And you send it over to me? That's very nice.

Thank you very much.

What's up?

The goldsmith had a maid from a cleaning company.

A young woman, 22, who had a key to the house,

and according to the company, lived a chaotic life

- with drugs. Now she is - re - gistered with her father,

which doesn't seem stable either. I'll give them a call.

- This has nothing to do with this? - No.

Hey da. * ringback tone *

"Here is the connection by Ulrika Kennerberg,

say something after the beep."

The cleaning lady won't answer. I have to check something first.

* exciting music *

- That's Ulrika? - Mhm. Kenner Mountain.

I'll go in.

*birds chirping*

* Doorbell, Josef knocks. *

*birds chirping*

* exciting music *

* exciting music *

* dramatic sounds *

* metallic click * - Steinar.

What?

We're going in.

There's someone in there.

- We're going in. - No, no, no. I'm reporting this. Wait.

* exciting music *

*clink*

Police.

*dynamic music*

Here he is.

Check the kitchen.

There's someone else here.

And this is Ulrika Kennerberg.

Well, we didn't call because we...

We didn't know if he was still in danger or if he was still alive.

- It was just so... - It was so surprising.

What were you doing here?

Steinar just came along as a courtesy, I wanted to check something,

at a school friend's father was burgled...

A school friend you say? Aha.

And then you stumble over two dead bodies. - (Both) Yes.

- Okay. - Ulrika Kennerberg - a

the identification documents of the two bodies.

Per-Erik was shot in the head ,

but he has the only weapon here.

Ulrika was strangled. She has strangulation marks on her neck.

And she lives here, right?

Yes, she is registered here, along with Johan Kennerberg, 65.

Probably her father. - You didn't see him?

(Both) No. - No?

And who is this Stensson with the gun, anyone know?

- No. - (Josef) No. (Alex) No.

You said something earlier about a burglary.

At a goldsmith, right? (Josef) Yes. - Yes.

We found things that might be coming from there.

Biggan, give me that box. - (Biggan) Here.

Can I see that over there? No, that. That, yes.

Did you come with a laptop? - Nope.

I want you to walk me through this,

including connecting with your old school friend. OK?

(Man) Shit, aren't you allowed into your house?

Hey motherfuckers I live here the fuck.

Calm down. - What is it, what happened?

Hey. hey Are you Johan Kennerberg?

Yes. man, that...

We want that you come with us to the station.

- No, we're talking here. - He's d - r

Johan, we need to talk to you.

Okay? Come on, let's sit and talk a little.

We understand this is difficult for you.

But so we can find out what happened to Ulrika,

it's important that you answer a few questions.

Per-Erik Stensson, do you know who this is?

No, no, never heard of him... No.

Was he someone she associated with?

I don't know who that is, I say

I didn't say it per se, but...

Johan, Ulrika was a cleaner?

Did she have access to the keys of the people she worked for?

Maybe that they also have the keys

in a different way? - What do you think?

Did she use the keys

to break into their customers ?

The goldsmith, is that what this is about?

How was that, goldsmith? - That was nothing, I don't know.

I do not know anything.

She was my daughter and now she's dead... Puff.

* depressing music *

(Sweet) What...

What will I see?

The man we found er, uh...

No, that can't be Per-Erik.

We hope you can help us.

But the man that we found

had Per-Erik's driver's license with him.

Then he probably robbed him and stole his driver's license.

That might be possible.

Uh, is it in there now? - Yes.

* calm, monotonous music *

Is this Per-Erik?

* dramatic music *

* She sobs. *

*stifled screams*

Quiet. Take it easy. - * Suss is sobbing. *

* She cries. *

* Sweet screams. *

Listen there is no known connection

between Ulrika and Per-Erik Stensson.

Both no criminal record, according to his wife,

Per-Erik was a caring father,

er, youth taekwondo coach and former security guard.

Former, what was his last job?

Day trading, online stock trading, how it looks.

What, could he live on that?

Yes, on her part-time wages, I suppose.

Can you check her finances, Ayda? - Yes.

Was he involved in Ulrika's break-ins?

uh, it might be possible

but if several customers had been robbed,

would have sounded the alarm bells a long time ago.

Unless these investigations were also discontinued.

Per-Erik Stensson must have had a reason

to drive to Ulrika, and he took his gun.

Well, he was with her with the gun, somebody showed up, shot him,

strangled her and disappeared from there.

Could the father be a possible candidate?

Josef and I talked about if he was able to

I don't think he strangled his own daughter.

- No. I think I'll talk - ab - out this with Martin.

Is it really supposed to smoke that heavily?

Mom, I dropped a small piece. Ok, that...

This is going to be great. Let me do it.

(Vilhelm) Okay? - Hello...

Hello?

- Hey, Inger. - Hej. - A

No. Did what happen? - No, uh, Martin said

I can stop by. Didn't he tell you?

Of course I did. Come and sit down.

We should have bought more. Hungry?

No. I haven't, thanks. - We like to share what we have.

Would you like a glass of wine? - No thanks.

I want to go over something with Martin, then I'm gone.

It's nice here. Hello, Vilhelm. - Hello.

I can't get it together.

The bullet that killed Per-Erik Stensson

matches the weapon he was holding.

Magazine was half empty. Forensics are under review,

if it's the same gun.

But did one and the same person kill them both?

And if so, in what order?

But what if there was no third person involved?

We'll have to wait for the full medical examiner's report but...

the shot to the head must not have been fatal immediately.

- Let's say this, uh... - Per-Erik.

...Per-Erik was there to kill Ulrika Kennerberg.

Why? He had no criminal record and they didn't seem to know each other.

The motive, that, uh... may be an old jealousy drama,

that we don't know about, or something,

related to their past delinquency.

Anyway, she lets him in,

a fight breaks out he attacks her...

- She grabs his gun... - And fires a shot at him,

but he still manages to end her life.

And before he dies, he crawls towards the door, and then...

In this case no third party was involved.

Ulrika and Per-Erik killed each other.

Hm.

- Give that to Alex. - No need, - I

- Well, grab it then. - Thanks. - Thank you.

Nice that you came.

- Even if the occasion wasn't just social. - Mh.

* Cell phone beeps. * 'sorry.

This is from Ayda.

Per-Erik Stensson's stock trades appear to be pure bluff.

He's lost a lot of money in the last year ,

the opposite of what his wife said.

Have the house searched. You'll find the motif there somewhere.

Skal, mom.

Sk�l. - You'll survive.

- Skal. - Yes, Sk�l, cheers you all. - Sk�l. -

* engine noise *

Hey. - Hej.

- * She's gasping. * You're... - s

Damn it. I'm so full of adrenaline,

that I can't find the right key . Come in.

Ok, I, uh...

hope you fancy girls that are sweaty.

I'll make an exception for you . Um...

well, I wanted to talk to you about something.

OK, now?

Yes. It's okay. We had great sex.

It's okay if it ends with that. - No, it's not, so...

We found out who broke into your father's house.

Oh, that, that was quick work.

Are you sure? - Mmm.

Lots of stolen goods, same jewelry that you have, we're safe.

Who ??was it? - No, listen,

we're still investigating, I can't talk about it, I...

but wanted you to know that's our turn.

* Quiet music *

* He sighs. *

You know, some people find that...

that her father was a real role model.

And for me and �sa, especially for �sa...

there he really was.

She was terribly bad for a long time .

Mom... Mom disappeared when we were little, and...

we only had papa, he was our whole world.

He was always there for us, he was...

He did everything for us, he was always straight forward,

honest, and he respected people.

He really, he, he, he was good. Really.

That might sound pathetic, but he was really good.

She's dead. Murdered.

It was a "she"?

Yes.

Was it the cleaning lady? - I can't tell

sorry. - Why not?

I've already said too much.

* oppressive music *

I'll take a shower.

* He sighs. *

(Cissi) Joseph?

Yes?

(Cissi) Would you like a shower?

* traffic noise *

What's this all about? - I'm so sorry,

this is terrible for you

but we need to search the apartment . - Why?

I don't understand, my husband is dead. What's that for?

(Oskar) Search the boxes here too.

* faint voices in the background *

* exciting music *

* junk noises *

* exciting music *

*metallic clanking*

*pulsing music*

John?

* exciting music *

I think we have something here.

* Beat *

*birds chirping*

Cissi. - Hm?

- * He clears his throat. * - S

What? - There's someone here.

What?

Oh god I think that...

this is �sa. - What?

You need to get dressed. - What?

You need to get dressed immediately. - Don't you?

* She moans, he laughs. *

* Door opens. * (Cissi) Come on, come in.

(�sa) You didn't sleep, right?

No, I have... visitors.

(�sa) Uh... Hej.

Hello. - Good morning.

You found out who killed Papa . It was the cleaning lady.

* Cissi clears her throat. * - What?

That's horrible.

(�sa) Can't you tell us more about what you know?

I can't say anything about an ongoing investigation .

More coffee? (�sa) No thanks.

At least then we know that it was the cleaning lady.

*loud breathing*

Are you still in contact with Tobban?

With my brother? - Mhm. - No, I didn't.

Because he's in jail right now, isn't he? - Mmm, he's in jail, yes.

But you visit him. - No, I don't.

Oh. OK.

(Cissi) Oh god.

We didn't actually know him.

But we heard what happened.

That must have been awful. - Mmm.

I'm not going to dig around, this is...

No problem, that was... years ago.

It's still good to keep in touch.

When the storm hits you can count on siblings.

Right, �sa? - Yes. Yes. - * Cell phone rings. *

But I think we should get going,

if we want to get everything done until the agent comes.

OK. I'm coming, yes

Sorry, I have to go. The work.

* kiss sound *

Until then.

* Door squeaks. *

- Martin. - (Alex) Inger must hate me now.

No. Also, I'm an adult

and rule over me. And it's getting too interesting

than I could just sit and enjoy the sun.

So, it's like, uh...

those ratchet straps that Oskar found in the basement from Per-Erik Stensson

lead us to both the murder of Bruno Simonsson

as well as the one to Ulrika Kennerberg .

We also have confirmation from forensics,

that the bullet that killed Per-Erik came out of the gun,

which he was holding when he was found.

There is another connection through two transfers

of 250,000 crowns each

on Per-Erik Stensson's account last month.

Ayda is investigating with the Business Department,

who the money is from

It came from a Latvian transaction account,

there are confidentiality rules that we must circumvent.

Hopefully we can track the person

who made the payments.

So, was Per-Erik Stensson an assassin?

Yes, it looks like it is.

Well, he's losing his job as a security guard

and tells his wife, he's doing stocks now.

But he earns an income as an assassin?

What's wrong with men?

Not everyone becomes a murderer to provide for the family.

No, but if one does it that's one too many.

(Oskar) How do we proceed? (Alex) Ayda has something else.

We found a phone number on Per-Erik Stensson's cell phone,

er who called him several times

in the time before the murder of Ulrika Kennerberg.

But the calls came from a unregistered prepaid cell phone.

- And there is no further information? - No.

The person who called, name was Ricky,

according to contact list from Per-Erik's mobile phone.

(Jenny) Ricky. (Ayda) Per-Erik called him Ricky.

Okay. Good work. Josef, shall we talk for a moment? Please.

Close the door.

- The door, close it. W - h

You and Cissi, how serious is that?

- I don't know, it's... - You know she's a candidate

as possible suspects.

* He laughs. * Stop it, will you?

You get angry if someone gets self-conscious.

- But Cissi does not hire a murderer . - Are you sure?

Are you sure about that man? Yes?

That Ulrika Kennerberg broke into the workshop,

was the indirect or direct cause of the father's death.

That's a motive.

And now you have to ask Alex to

to be subtracted from the determination .

Otherwise you are biased.

I understand.

I will do everything to find others

who have a reason for killing Ulrika,

- but now it's easy... - Okay, I understand, I say!

* Door closes. *

* Traffic noise *

(Jenny) A question,

could this be one of the men who wanted to take over the business?

- No. He wasn't - on - e of those people.

He may have worked for them.

But you've never seen this man ? - No.

He may have been here to look around the store or something.

No. Never seen.

* Beat *

Johan?

We'd like to talk to you again .

There are some indications

that your daughter was a assassination victim.

Do you understand what we're saying? - No.

Well, someone paid a lot of money for Ulrika to be dead now.

Who had a reason for this?

We know that Ulrika committed burglaries.

Did she steal from the wrong people?

Someone who might...

"I kill for money,

but, uh...

you, yes you are my friend, so I'll kill you...

for free."

Johan, did she have enemies?

An ex-boyfriend, or whatever.

"You killed my best friend.

So I'll kill her too.

Every single one of them.

My only annoyance is that I can only do it once."

Exactly.

* oppressive music *

- This is what happens when you watch too many gangster movies. - Then watch out.

* Beat *

hey Come in.

* Quiet music *

Come here. * Kissing sounds *

* She moans with pleasure. *

I have something to ask you. * He sniffles. * Um...

Did someone from the police call?

An Alex, a Steinar, or something?

Have you been up to something? - No, no,

but did someone call? - Nobody called . - OK.

Joseph, what is it?

This...

murder of the cleaning lady...

It was an assassination.

Someone paid for her to die.

uh ok

You don't know anything about it?

Tz, what am I supposed to know about this?

I don't know, but, but... I just have to ask that.

You need to, do you need to?

You know what? I thought it was nice dating a cop,

but this is a joke.

What the hell is this? Is this an interrogation or something?

This is very difficult for me. - Yes.

I don't want it like that

you should go. - No.

Yes, but you must answer the question . - Absolutely not, no.

Why would I do that? - Cissi,

do you know anything about the murder of the cleaning lady?

Give me an answer.

No. I don't think so. - Cissi,

answer the question.

I want you to go right away.

I said you should go away.

* dramatic-suspenseful music *

* Door slams. *

*monotonous music*

* clang *

* exciting music *

Hm.

*clatter*

* exciting music *

*metallic click*

* Door bell *

Hey. - Hej.

Can I come in? - Sure. - Thanks.

* Door creaks. *

I had a conversation with Steinar.

OK. And what did he say?

You had a kind of, um, relationship with that Cissi.

That maybe means more for the investigation,

when you said

do you have a relationship with her

Yes.

You understand that you cannot continue working on the case ?

Yes. - Do you remember

how tough you were when I was self-conscious?

I still remember what I said.

* melodramatic music *

And what do you think yourself, is she involved?

I don't know it.

goodness gracious

We'll do it like this you stay home tomorrow

and then we'll see what's next.

Okay? - Okay. - Good.

* Door creaks. *

*loud breathing*

* rage, clang *

* melodramatic music *

* Cissi blows out smoke. *

* Door is opened. *

Hello.

hey Where should I put it?

Did something happen?

Joseph was here.

OK.

Police believe that the cleaning lady's killing was a contract killing.

He asked what I know about it.

- What did you say? - I told him t - o

Not that I feel sorry for the damn cleaning lady.

She deserves to die. - But Cissi... - Doesn't she?

I don't like it when you are like that. - When I'm like this?

You were acting like a psycho aunt.

That's really unfair of you.

It was hell getting you up on your feet after Dad died.

You were like in a coma.

And you waited for someone to come

cleaning up your damn shit .

You know what? You have no idea who I am.

You never understood anything. Never.

* Door closes. *

* exciting music *

* melodramatic music *

*beep, door buzzer*

* Door squeaks. *

* melodramatic music *

*squeak*

* melancholic music *

* exciting music *

Let's go. - Yes. Well, finally.

* Crackling, rattling, Alarm system whistles and honks. *

* Alarm system continues to run. *

* oppressive music *

*distant dog barking*

* exciting music *

* Birds caw. *

* exciting music *

(male) "Your call is being registered." (male) "Central Guard."

This is Josef Eriksson, I am registered to visit.

* Crash *

* exciting music *

*metallic clanking*

* Door squeaks. *

- * Door is closing. * - L

*quiet laughter*

It took you a while to find here.

Hello Toban.

Do you want to be beaten?

* happy rocking music *

Ha.

* He laughs. *

* kissing sounds *

Yes.

Remember how to be careful

with what they said so the old man didn't freak out?

He always hit me here. Always in the middle of the head, right there.

And what did he always call me? Stupid... - dumbass.

Dumb cheek. * He laughs. * Dumper.

What's that supposed to be, a dumbass? * He laughs. *

Why did you keep on hanging out with him, Tobban?

We had a few common interests, you could say.

* Toban laughs. *

We lived there together

in this lousy, shitty apartment in Rotebro.

Then one evening

was missing a gram of that shit.

He accused me of I stole him and...

freaked out bounced up.

dumbass, man.

It was perfectly normal Kitchen knife, did you know that?

I didn't get it at first how bad it was.

He didn't either, he left and lay down on the bed and...

bled to death there.

I found the coke. It was in his fucking jacket pocket.

*slurred voice in background*

Forgive me.

forgive you?

What then?

That I wasn't there at the time and...

that I've never been here

He was a bloody monster, our father.

Someone had to do this.

Then I'm the monster now, huh?

Ping Pong Monster.

* Toban laughs. *

Exactly. You can take poison.

* He laughs. * A ping pong monster.

Tell me, do you remember a Cissi Karlsson?

Uh, Cissi.

Yeah man yeah

She had a sister, too, didn't she?

�sa, isn't it, yes, yes, I remember those both. Why?

* He sniffs. *

Because I screwed up.

I... got my shit.

* Toban laughs. *

They were quite strange, the two.

Definitely the one, huh? - I don't remember.

I do. If you met them at school,

They were pretty good then and cute and stuff, but then...

at night when you were in bed and asleep,

it really got going, man.

Especially with the one

she was insane and she wanted to

that we call her Ricky, did you know that?

What did you say? - Yes, yes, Ricky.

I dunno, I never got that,

I think she thought that was cool. - �sa?

No, no, Cissi.

Cissi Karlson.

What is wrong with you?

* Cell phone rings. *

* Cell phone rings. *

Hey. - Hej.

Uh, I don't know if you've heard.

(Josef) "Uh, no, what is it?"

Cissi's sister �sa Karlsson

seems to have taken her own life .

"She jumped off her balcony ."

"She is dead."

Uh, when did this happen?

"Yesterday, late at night."

Martin and Steinar are on their way to see Cissi, and...

Oskar and Jenny go to �sa's apartment,

we treat it like a crime scene.

I think the story is getting more and more awkward.

"Or what do you say?"

You haven't heard or anything that might help us?

Um, yes.

Cissi called herself as a girl Ricky.

*calm music, loud breathing*

As I told you before on the phone,

unfortunately we have to ask you a few questions.

Can you do it?

Uh, yeah. I can do it, it's fine.

Do you have any idea

why did �sa want to kill himself ?

No.

She is, she is always very...

I don't know since dad died she was...

I don't know, she was stuck in sadness and anger.

It is,

like we had very different relationships with dad. Uh,

we had a lot of fun together, Dad and I,

laughed a lot, and I think �sa was...

very jealous of that. She was jealous.

- Your mother died young, didn't she? - Mmm.

Mmm, we were still small.

After high school I traveled,

I just left her... Yes.

They were very close, the two.

It was like...

as if he were wearing them.

- All the time, he was kind of getting... - for her

the most important thing in her life.

I don't know if, uh... er maybe...

too protective, I don't know.

Cissi, when did you �sa last see?

She was here yesterday.

She was here last night and we...

- And how, um... - Hm?

- ...how did she look? - Okay.

She seemed carefree.

Ah...

It was quite normal and then we

arguing about something, but nothing of importance.

What was the argument about?

I don't remember. It was nothing.

Was not important.

- You... - I don't remember.

- Don't remember why? - What does it matter?

It was nothing. Stupid stuff, it doesn't matter.

* Cell phone rings. *

I have to answer it. Yes?

* menacing music *

Aha...

OK.

* menacing sounds *

* Car approaching, indistinct voices. *

*removed voices*

Yes, but then it's documented. - Hey. Were you sent here too?

No, I just drove by.

And now? Let's go through this? - We can do that later.

It's bloody tragic. She probably jumped off the balcony.

What floor? - The sixth.

How long will you stay here?

Well, at least until the techs finish down here.

You then continue upstairs.

Jenny. are you coming - Yes. - See you.

* exciting music *

* clack *

* exciting music *

Hello. (man) Hello.

OK.

* oppressive music *

* oppressive music *

*removed voices*

* oppressive music *

"National Association of Goldsmiths".

* exciting music *

So.

interrogation of Cecilia Karlsson,

Saturday May 22nd

2:13 p.m.

the name Ricky,

does he tell you something?

- What do you mean? - Just answer the question.

Does the name mean anything to you?

This may be a pet name for Rickard.

But you don't have a personal relationship with Ricky?

My dad called me Ricky, when I was little.

Aha. Where did that come from?

You had two name suggestions when I was born.

If it's a girl, Cecilia. And if it's a boy, Ricky.

But dad could never let go of it,

so he called me Ricky sometimes, when I was little.

Did you ever call yourself Ricky?

*sneering laugh*

What is that supposed to be?

How did you actually find out about it?

From Joseph?

(Cissi) To hell.

Is he here?

He's behind the glass, right?

So, you're such a coward.

What are you standing and hiding,

what have I done to you?

Can't you just fuck off? This is...

Sit down...quietly...down.

Everything here is totally sick.

OK.

Sure, I called myself sometimes Ricky.

really stupid.

�sa was jealous of the name, so I stopped it.

And when?

I think that was just before high school.

I don't understand what has to do with anything.

Steinar.

* Quiet music *

(Ayda) Do you recognize him?

Looks like my father's.

- Where did you get that? - Are you sure?

When you log in, you see a picture of a piece of jewelry,

that my father gave to my mother for her wedding.

Do you know the password?

Er, try with "life goes on".

Lower case, no spaces.

* oppressive music *

Okay, let's take a break then a break.

(Ayda) Here are the files from Vidar's goldsmith workshop.

The last file was opened the day before yesterday last opened.

And apparently, several times in the last weeks. Should I open it?

*noise from laptop*

*clink*

* menacing music *

(Vidar) "What are you doing here?"

(Ulrika) "What is the code for the safe?" - "I don't know the code."

* rattle* "The code or I'll beat you to death."

"I don't know him." - "The code." - "One, nine, eight, two."

* exciting music *

*rustling*

* dramatic music *

Ulrika Kennerberg.

So �sa knew all along

who broke into her father's workshop .

* Cell phone rings. *

- Hey Jenny. - "Hej. �sa had a - p

one moment and then again, wait.

Well, �sa had a mobile phone in her handbag that was in the apartment.

And a prepaid cell phone in your pocket.

Such a, uh, cheap part.

Try calling this contact er, Ricky.

* exciting music *

* Ringback Tone *

* Cell phone rings. *

It, it rings.

So �sa Karlsson Called Per-Erik Stensson

and ordered the murder of Ulrika Kennerberg.

Probably to avenge her father's death .

And since there's nothing to suggest that Cissi is involved,

we have no choice but let her go.

* Quiet music *

Well, we're done here then. For today. You can go.

* Quiet music *

I want you to know that uh...

my sister would never take her own life.

She wouldn't do that to me, never.

* Quiet music *

(Petter) Hey, Cissi. - Hello.

I heard what happened.

I thought you weren't coming today no way.

Just say it if there's anything I can do for you.

Or... if you need anything.

A new life.

And a hug. - Sure.

Uh, I have a, uh, group coming over soon.

I canceled, I thought you weren't coming.

- Alright. - Yes? - No thing, m - a

better too. - Sure?

* Knock* Take care of it.

(Man) We're through here.

Can I? - Yes sure do.

I'm fine here. - Yes?

You can go after that. - Yes, yes, I'm on my way.

(Alex) Martin, do you have a moment?

Yes, of couse. just come in

When Cissi left, she said,

she's convinced her sister didn't kill herself.

- Okay. - So I asked Ayda to follow up

and it turns out that there is a...

Surveillance camera, which is just opposite

by �sa Karlssons House entrance.

Here comes �sa.

Now look. A man walks into the house behind her.

It could be someone who lives there.

Yes, but wait a minute.

Here she falls. - * Startled sound *

Oh God.

- Mmm. But there's more to come - y

- And there he comes out again. - Yes, exactly.

It's the same man.

Who is this?

That is not true.

*pulsing music*

* Beat *

I'm going now. Don't forget to lock.

* Door slams shut. *

*ominous music*

* Cell phone rings. *

Hey. Isn't there something else that needs to be determined, or...

- "Listen, �sa didn't kill herself ." - What?

"She was probably pushed, and Johan Kennerberg was there."

*rocking music*

* Door squeaks. *

Sorry, we we're closed.

*rocking music*

Sorry, I should lock the door.

It's already done.

Cecilia Karlson.

Is that you?

Yes.

I killed your sister. Now it's your turn.

*shots*

* Cissi screams. *

(Johan) They did this together, didn't they?

* Door slams. *

* Cell phone rings. *

*rocking music*

* Cell phone rings. *

* Cell phone rings. *

You and your sister killed my daughter.

She was all I had get it?

So... * He laughs. *

I pushed your sister over the balcony railing.

*shots*

*rocking music*

(Cissi) Shit.

*quiet rattling*

come out

Let's put an end to this shit.

* Music slowly fades away. *

* Engine roars. *

I'm here she's not answering her phone.

I don't like this at all, Send reinforcements immediately.

* exciting music *

* Door is opened, rattling. *

Cissi.

* exciting, pulsating music *

* Cell phone rings. *

* Cell phone rings. *

* dramatic music *

*hard slap, moan*

* Shot *

* pounding knock* Cissi!

*clink*

* He gasps. *

* Hard punch, groan, Cissi screams. *

* rumble *

*battle sounds*

* Cissi whimpers. *

Police. Put the gun down, Cissi.

(Cissi) I don't know what my sister did.

Cissi? Put down the gun.

* She whimpers. *

I don't know about your damn daughter.

* Police Siren *

* dramatic music *

Cissi, put down the gun. * She groans. *

What is it, shoot it.

* She moans. * (Josef) Cissi, put down the gun!

shoot. Come on.

That feels really good.

*she screams, gunshot*

- * She screams. * - Police.

(Cissi) No, don't touch me, let go of me.

* Cissi whimpers. *

* Cissi sobs. *

*buzzing music*

Thank you. - Yes, that's fine.

Thank you for coming.

Last minute, but always welcome.

I was unarmed, that could go terribly wrong.

You were right. I was self-conscious.

I understand you.

A daughter loses her father and hires a hitman,

- to get revenge. A father - l

and sees no other way. Come on

* slurred voices *

*quiet splashing*

(Vilhelm) It was the business partner,

who had Bruno Simonsson murdered.

(Oskar) The payment to Per-Erik Stensson came from his account.

He wanted to sell the store and Bruno got in the way.

The second payment came from �sa Karlsson.

Quarter of a million too. - Sounds like a lot of money,

but is not enough for one human life.

Welcome everyone. I'd say let's eat now.

Get it. You'll want one, too.

(Neighbor) Yes, absolutely. I need it.

One to toast? - Yes.

Let's start with a, uh, short ones, right?

Well, uh, everyone drinks Schnapp. - Stand up. - What?

(sings) All people drink schnapps.

- (sings) Sorrow away. - And how gladly, and how gladly

I would give the lady a kiss.

(sings) No, that can't go on, sir.

No, that can't go on, sir.

Because your glass, because your glass would have been spilled by the kiss.

* Laugh * (All) Sk�l.

*applause*

I'll put some on you, okay? - Yes, I'd love to.

- Who ??is that? - Uh, that's a friend of Martin's, I think.

Tell me, are you sure that we're not imposing?

It's nice. - I was just thinking,

you might want your father for you without us.

(Inger) I gave up long ago.

Can you get Martin Beck out of Police building?

- Just hard. But getting the cop - o

- that doesn't work. - Are you talking about me?

No, no. - Why isn't Josef there today?

Well, he, um... I really don't know.

- Skal. - Skal. - Sk�l. - Sk�l.

(Alex) What's in there?

Uh, what's that? Looks kind of thin.

Hey man, really.

* Quiet music *

* He sighs. *

* Beat *

* Beat *

Hey. - Hej.

Come in.

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