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What do you say, then?

-Is it good?
- It's good, yourself?

-Where have you been?
- I've just been chilling.

Madi says you have done a
foul. There are pairs on your head.

What should I do? Hide all
my life like a fucking nos, or?

- Did you cut the calf?
- Absolutely, she just froze.

What the hell do you want?

Stay. Hey, stop!

-Thanks.
- Well.

We have one dead and one injured.
Seems to be a lone perpetrator.

16-17 years. Then he pulled an
electric scooter in that direction.

Myrrh? Hello.

Sabina Mirembe, Felony. Alex...

Alex Beijer. And the victim?

Her name is Awa Jallow. She
is one of Ahmad Ahmad's boys.

-Maddie?
- Yes, exactly.

-What had she done?
- It doesn't take much.

Madi is not exactly
rational, if you may say so.

-How old was she?
-17.

So you suspect that it is
Madi who is behind this?

But it will not be possible to
prove it. His boys don't talk.

Check the camera.

Yes, they are
doing it now, i think

Follow along.

What is this?

Did you find them like this?

It is al-Fashkha.

-"Al-farsan"?
- Al-Fashkha.

-Type "nyllet" in Arabic.
- Nobody knows who he is.

He is always one step ahead of
the gang and two steps ahead of us.

Good morning, everyone. We're running out of

time- -so I'll hand the floor
over to Ebba St�hl at once.

Thanks. So, I want to
start by welcoming you.

I am very proud to have
assembled your various units- -for

this particular operation- -with the ultimate goal of

prosecuting and prosecuting
Ahmad Ahmad, also called Madi-

-and his right hand Yara. Ahmad
leads an extremely violent gang.

The violence is getting worse, the conflicts

increasingly complicated- -and harder for us to predict.

And yesterday we
had another shooting-

-where another young
person lost his life.

I am extremely happy that we are
now collaborating in a completely

new way - cross-border, with a focus, until we prosecuted Madi and Yara.

-Nina.
-Hello.

I thought you had quit.

Alex has talked her
into coming back.

-Not really...
-Perpetrator profiling.

With us for murder?

As an overall resource
for the crime unit.

That's exactly what
you wanted to do, right?

I'll be helping out on
this effort to begin with.

Map possible defectors. Many
are probably looking for a way out.

Who would take the chance if they got it.

- Good resource.
-Yes, indeed.

-Welcome back.
-Thanks.

i love you And I miss you.

Happy birthday. I hope
you are proud of me today.

What the hell, Madi? Do you
think mama would be proud?

-Of course she is proud!
-Okay...

It's because of what I do that
you can eat what you want-

-dress what you want
and drink what you want.

Show some respect.

So, stop pretending
you're my dad.

May she rest in peace bro. You
know I'm always on your side, right?

They have taken Michel and
Sallah. Simon says it was al-Fashkha.

Al-Fashkha?

- We still don't know who he is.
- Those are just fairy tales. He lazes.

But Awa has older brothers. They
are the ones we have to keep an eye on.

-One hundred percent.
-I trust you, kid.

Of course.

You really are his little bitch,
Yara.

Listen, your brother is right.

I thought he would be
here today. I don't poop!

But can you tell I
want to meet him?

Ahmad had his work cut out for
him. Everyone needs to chill now.

What can you tell us about Madi?

Now is your chance
to tell what happened.

-How's it going?
-Not a sensible word from any of them.

He in here has been crying
and longing for his mother-

-but refused to talk. They must
be terrified of that damn Madi.

Yasmina and Madi have actually grown
up here, they have lived in this house.

They have some kind of hangout in

there. We've searched the house twice..

.

but found nothing.

Than. -Who are they there?

- The guy's name is Simon.

Little brother of Yara,
Madi's right hand.

The girl's name is Estefania, called Stef.

She started as a green man-
-but has worked her way up quickly.

-Who is he on the corner? - It's Ibou. It is one of Awa's brothers.

The family already knows
that Madi is behind the murder...

so they do what they can.

Highlighting. He's doing his job as a big brother. Okay, good. We have someone we're following. Run after him.
No, we have others keeping an eye on him. Shall we sit and stare into a closed door as Ibou Jallow walks there?

It doesn't work that way.
You've worked at the spa, right?

Yes, but I quit for a reason.

If you want to end this, we have to
start keeping track of how they move.

Even if it means
staring at a door.

Okay. If we're not going
to scout Ibou Jallow-

-we'll see if we can
coax them out of the lair.

Yeah...

Do you want a kebab? This much?
So, you don't have ajvar on kebabs.

You don't like?
Go somewhere else.

It's still only problems
when you're here.

- I thought it was quite good.
- So much fuss...

"The black one" always means trouble,
huh?

- Salam aleikum.
-Uncle, tag.

Mirembe. Are we interrupting
in the middle of the date, right?

The pimp has put everything on hold.

But we like ajvar. And
little guys in fast vests.

-Brother, this guy has a sense of humor.
-Yes, he is a stand-up comedian.

-Are you all in Mirre's little gang?
- No, we are Stockholm Murder.

-Murder?
Who has been cut?
-Awa Jallow.

Oops.
Busy.

You were the one who untied the weapon,
weren't you? It was your guys, right?

Think we've found
a new tribe misplace.

Yes, I like ajvar. I'll
probably be back tomorrow.

See you here then.

Here. All regulars get an
ajvar the first time they are here.

- That's fine by me, thanks.
- No, no. I insist.

Run back to your
fucking station now.

-Fucking pigs.
-Fucking pigs.

Damn, it's so damn
depressing here, thus.

What's going on?

I just have to fix one thing.

So...

-Yara said I would follow you home.
-I understand.

But I will have company.
It's calm. Don't think about it.

One of Madi's cars has
burned down. Are you going?

Us on a car fire? Why that?

- There was someone in it.
-Come on.

What were you doing here, then?

I was on my way
home from a dinner...

and then I suddenly
felt sick so I stopped...

Yes, and then I sat there
for a while to recover.

Then I saw the fire and called 112.

I didn't see who turned
it on, unfortunately.

- Have you seen these marks here?
-Yes, or... What?

- The one who vomited had high heels.
-No...

But maybe you had time to change
into low shoes before we arrived?

You, now I actually want to go home.

This is a pretty secluded place- -and it's

quite common for men
to bring prostitutes here.

But... It's completely...

We'll get in touch if we
have more questions.

Do we know who is in the car?

It's rigged to one
of Madi's goalies-

-but I don't know
who usually drives it.

I ask the Forensic Medicine
to prioritize the identification.

Give me till tomorrow.
Good night.

...cannot be reached at the moment.

Why doesn't she answer
her fucking phone, bro?

Chill out.

Yasmina always answers
when I call her, always.

- Wait, wait.
- Hey, Stef.

Yasmina does not answer her phone.
You saw her go home, didn't you?

I dropped her off at the parking
lot when we said goodbye.

Dropped her off at the parking
lot? You saw her go home, right?

Chill, take it easy.
She appears.

It could be revenge. For
the girl who got shot, that is.

If it's a vendetta
against Madi's

gang- -we can count
on it to strike again.

Yes. An eye for an eye. And
so it has been for a long time.

Yes, but it just goes so fast now.

-How does he function in the group?
-Yes.

He... He takes it.

We've had some conflicts,
he and I. It's no secret.

But it's nothing serious.

It's probably a lot about
him needing to mature.

Alex. Forensics called. They
have identified the body in the car.

- Yasmina Ahmad.
- Ahmad?

Madi's little sister.

Okay, we need to check the
alibi for Awa's brothers. Now!

Wilhelm.

You fucking whores! I'll fuck you
all, bro! You fucking pussy whores!

My fucking sister...

I told you that Awa's
brothers would try to get us.

I said that fucking
family was going to try us.

They should have a taste. Their
whole family will fucking taste it.

We have a lot of eyes on us now.
Think business, bro. You have to focus.

Keep a cool head.
Keep a cool head bro.

My sister is dead and I have to mind the business?
are you crazy Why the fuck didn't you protect her?

Huh? Where were you?!

But you know? We will have fucking revenge.
You are going to get fucking revenge. Go.

Ibou, where were you yesterday?

Really, why do you
come here and accuse us?

I don't understand. What
are we going to tell you?

-We have lost a sister.
- We are not accusing you of anything.

Trust me, I feel for you.

But someone close to Madi
was also killed. We have to ask.

We know you're trying to do your
job. But that's nothing we can answer.

Awa worked for Madi. Madi

had put a price on her head.

.

. because people were running around saying she'd stolen from him. -What do they say about Awa?
-Don't listen to them. Please, we are the victims. I'm starting to lose it!

Answer our questions
then, then we go from here.

Brother.
Chill, yeah.
Chill out.

What did you do yesterday? Were
you here? Can we prove you were here?

Police!

Stay!

-Put down the weapon!
-Keep an eye on them. - William?

Put down the weapon!
- Go in!

Put down the gun, I said!
Put down the weapon!

Drop the gun, I said!
I shoot!

It's a bomb.
It's a bomb.
It's a bomb!

-Out!
Out!
You have to get out!
- Yalla.

Stay!
Stop, I said!
Back!

It was fucking al-Fashkha.
He took my gun.

Brother!
I told you.

Why do you have to drag around such
mega-blunders? Do you want to be taken?

Come again.
Move, Simon.

I don't know, they had some sawed-off shotguns- -and then he

came and scared them away. Otherwise we would have taken them all.

- We wouldn't have done that at all.
-Okay, are you going to...?

No, drive.

The bomb shelter is here, the
robot is heading towards it now. Okay.

What the hell...?

Is it disassembled?

Hi, Nina. You, I have something
you might be able to help me with.

It concerns this al-Fashkha, he
with the mask who disturbs the gangs.

Could you perhaps
take a look at him?

Put that away, please.

It's only my wife who wonders if
you can really invite me in like this.

On a working day, and
then make me wait so long.

You are here voluntarily because

a human has died.

..

and you are gifted with normal empathy. This is
Oskar Bergman. I don't know if you've heard of him.

Yes, we did see each
other out there on.

.. While working in the sex crimes unit, he gained a bit of a reputation.
-Or how, Oskar? - Yes.

.

. Exactly. And he has a very hard time with people who take advantage of young girls.
- Yes, I have.

-Okay.

.. Although I haven't
done anything.

I told you I was there for...
Stop talking shit now! Your.

.

.damn. I had techs do a test on the stomach contents of the vomit by
your car. Instant noodles, chocolate and white wine. Could that be true?

Yes, exactly that.
And sperm.

Was it still just you there,
or?

-Or?
-So...

-Or?!
-No.

-Then hang up, dammit.
-I didn't know she was...

- Or, she said she was eighteen.
-You got to see the game, didn't you?

- No, but I... I didn't know...
- The name!

Okay. We were there, yes. And
after� Then she rushed out and vomited.

And then it just sizzled out of
hell, it was the car that exploded.

And then she left, but I stayed.
I called.

I could have just
run away, but I didn't.

-No. What a fucking hero you are, then.
- Oskar...

The girl, then?
Where did she go?

I don't know that. She
didn't come back. I...

Her name was Katia. I think It...
You don't have to tell my wife this.

She doesn't need to know this.

Or how? It is... Okay,
now everyone is here.

Good, then we drive. Martin and Oskar, you
possibly had a second witness from the parking lot.

Yes, a woman who
disappeared from the scene.

-Do we have a name?
- Katia Paloma.

Only 18 years old.

He found her on the site One Night Stand. It is
possible that she saw who set fire to the car.

Okay.

And the bomb?

Did you manage to talk to the
Jallow brothers before it broke out?

Could they be involved?

Their alibi seems
correct, so probably not.

But Madi seems to blame them.

Now that the bomb didn't
explode, he'll probably try again.

We should bring them in for protection.

GOB has extra surveillance on them now.

That will be enough for now. We
will include them when we know more.

- Was the bomb sharp?
- Yes, it was that one.

So you acted exemplary.
Evacuation is most important.

Yes, although al-Fashkha
disassembled the bomb.

It's probably even
more exemplary actually.

What a fucking idiot.

People online seem to
really like what he does.

Police!

Let him go!

Police!

What a professional.

It was lucky he didn't
just blow us all to pieces.

-He seems to know what he's doing.
-Very possible.

But when he gets into trouble
like this and people make him a

hero- -then more people learn
to take idiotic risks like this, it...

He's a goddamn hero
right? He could help us.

No, he can't. Civilian
courage, that's one thing.

But taking the law into one's own
hands, it's something completely different.

So it's not him we're
prioritizing right now, Vilhelm.

Now we are on concrete tracks.

You're messing with me, aren't you?
Huh?!

And now that I put
a go on that fucking

family- -you let that clown
fucking ruin your jobs?

Brother. We dropped the
bomb just like you said.

Where the hell did you get
air from? your whore? Huh?!

Your only salvation here
is your fucking brother!

You let that clown embarrass
you in front of everyone!

Al-Fashkha. How did he know
we were going to Jallow's house?

I swear on everything, they
listen to us. They hear what we say.

No one talks fucking
business here anymore.

-Hello.
- Well.

You, I was thinking about
what you sent about al-Fashkha.

What do you think about that, then?
Do you think it could be a police officer?

I think police officers
are too aware of the risks.

This feels like something else.

He probably has very strong personal
motivation behind what he does.

So maybe I should talk to someone
who knows people out there.

Good idea.
Gotta go.
Meeting.

You, do you want...maybe...

Do you want to... come up
with something sometime?

Come on then!

Faster.
Come again.
Come on then!

Up with the garden!

Damn!
So yes!
So yes.

-What do we really know about him?
- Al-Fashkha?

So, I don't know. He must
be pretty special, this dude.

That he dares. That he poops. These gangs are

sick- -these young people
have no fucking respect for life.

No idea who it could be?

Well, there are zealots.

My coach, Milan. A
dude like that could be.

His heart, then... Gold.

He gives his all for these kids.

He could have told you ten years

ago- -who would become criminals.

According to the Swedish Migration Agency,
this Katia lives here with six other women.

None of them answer the phone.

-Do you think I should change the device?
-Huh?

The sex crimes unit is looking for people and
I've only been thinking about it since we...

Oskar, I think the group would
fall apart if you disappeared.

SO go up now.
Ninth floor.

Broken.

Yes.

-Hello.
-Yes?

My name is Oskar Bergman.
I'm looking for Katia Paloma.

She's not free right now, so�

No, so I'm a policeman.

I'm just going to ask if she might
have seen anything the other night.

She is not here.
She hasn't seen anything.

Can I speak to her myself?

She is not here.
Bye then.

I think it will be easier...

She is not here.

Open the door, dammit! What
the hell is going on in here?

Your customers have one minute to
get out of here or they will be arrested!

Oskar Bergman.
You may have heard of me.

-No.
- No... Hell.

Take your damn cod shoes.
Yes, it's good to be fast.

- We are not doing anything illegal here.
-Nothing illegal?

-Who were those men?
- Just friends.

Friends who like condoms?

-Yes.
Do you want one?
-Generously.

- I know that Katia lives here.
-She's not here, as I said...

Is she hiding?
Who is she hiding from?

She hasn't seen anything.

Okay, show me her room.
Now.

Okay.
Get on, go ahead.

You stay there.

It's just Pincho.
Go ahead.

Yes.
Nice dog.

I'm just going to have a little look in Math's
room. Shall we become some friends here?

-Fuck...
-What...?

No, don't ask.

Hey yo, coach!

-Nice to see you.
-Milan.

- Earn.
Wilhelm.
-Milan.
Welcome.

Corner, take five. I have
to talk to these guys, okay?

Milan has had this gym since...
-96?

Yes. Have known them since they
were little. They have all trained here.

-Is everyone from the area here?
-Basically everyone.

Many have slept
here when needed.

When it has been
noisy at home and such.

It is a protected zone. Everyone
knows that no fights follow here.

He there works with IT today.

She has become a yoga teacher.

Carlos has become a diversity consultant.

Always talking like hell.

They struggled until they found a way.

And who are they there, then?

It's my memory grove.

They wanted that other thing that
gangs can provide. Money. Power.

For that they paid with their lives.

-Who is that there?
- Daniel.

He was a promising fighter.
Shot last February.

Daniel.
What is his last name?

Well.

-Do you remember me?
- You like ajvar.

Yes, exactly.
You, if I take a mix grill like that-

-can you promise I'll be full then?

Then we run on one like that.

FIGHT WELL

You, I understand that the police
may not be very popular out here.

Some think we do too much,
but...

Some may think
we do too little too.

Sit down, I'll come out.

Wow! Fantastic. Is
it Daniel's recipe, or?

- Did I say his name?
-You, I...

I know what happened to Daniel.
I regret. What did the police say?

Nothing. You never took anyone.
They dropped the investigation.

If you're young out here, nobody
cares what happens to you.

Al-Fashkha seems to care.

Maybe that.

You, I think...I can
help you if you need it.

I think we can help each other.

Vilhelm Beck.

Nemo Kadric.

-Hello.
-Hello.

I need surveillance footage
from a shooting last year.

-Can you help me with that?
-Yes, no problem.

-Do you have a diary number?
-V2025-1870-14.

Yes, exactly that, yes.

I see you tried to access
it just now via DurTv�.

-Yes. But it was...
-Yes. It didn't work, huh?

No. I'm working on
this special effort-

-so I should have full authority.

Talk to your unit manager
about an upgrade. Good luck.

Well. There's a surveillance
video I need to look at-

-but there seems to be
something wrong with DurTv�.

-Okay, what was it then?
-Some shooting from last year.

It should really be
included, but i don't know...

Email me the diary
number and I can fix it there.

Okay, good.
Thank you as hell.

-Thanks for what?
-Some surveillance footage he wanted to see.

Yes.
Has he opened his own, or?

No, it wasn't exactly a pit bull.

But there was a lot of
fur and it was aggressive.

- I tried to calm it down and then...
- Shit.

Yes. So it was the emergency
room and a tetanus shot.

What happened to the
witness, then? Wasn't she there?

She hadn't been home since
the night in question- -according

to those she lives with. They probably know where she is.

- We think she is staying away.
-Then she must be scared.

Yes. It suggests that she
might have seen something.

What should we do?

Talk to him.

Uncle, what are you
talking about? Talk to who?

-Maddie.
-Uncle, Madi?

How should I talk to Madi?
He thinks we killed his sister.

That's what he believes.
That we killed.

We have to do something.

They killed Awa, and now they
want to burn down mother's home.

Maybe I can go there
tomorrow and talk to them.

Yes, yes.
Everyone can screw up.

We didn't screw up.

Given the threat posed to them,
it was time for extra surveillance...

We had extra security,
Josef. But we are not enough.

-We can't be everywhere all the time.
-Okay, corner. Like this...

It was my decision not to take
them in for protection. This is on me.

-Will they make it?
-One of the brothers seems to be fine.

And the other two...unfortunately not.

What we can do now is help each other.

We try to identify him with the
helmet, pick him up as soon as possible.

He is probably connected to Madi.

Fucking brother! Thanks
for posting this bro.

Now Jasmina can rest in peace.

This is what a fucking
torpedo looks like!

- The brother!
- The old man. But that's enough, right?

- We need to lie low.
-Which lie low?

Everyone should know
what happens if they test us.

This is the only way to
keep people away from us.

-And from our shops.
- Then we send the torpedo at them!

They shall know, if you touch
one of us, we all cut. Okay?

-One hundred percent.
-King, bro!

And what did you do with
the stuff? With the weapons?

We solved it, just like you asked
us to. The helmet only, the...

-Brother, it's no big deal.
-Huh?
What?

No, so it just
couldn't be burned.

-What didn't work?
- It couldn't be burned up.

Okay, what did you do with it?

Me and Stef put it in a
container at the Amo kiosk.

What the Amo kiosk?

You're fucking retarded, aren't you?

Stop.

Make it fucking disappear.
Otherwise you will disappear, whore.

- Your gay.
-That's enough.

That's enough. Take your stuff.

Come on. Come, come, come.
That's enough, that's enough.

Listen. God, what
a fucking idiot.

-What is it?
-That's enough, man!

Listen. what happened,
it was good, okay?

Someone had to pay for it
Yasmina. He will calm down now.

You think so, huh?
Madi has totally lost it.

Ever since Yasmina's death,
everything has gone wrong.

I don't know if I can
take this anymore.

Listen, pick up the helmet
tomorrow, come to me

We'll fix this, okay?

Listen, go home and sleep.
I'll see you tomorrow, okay?

Don't think about it.

I really have all day.

I will sit here until
I get an answer.

So therefore you can only answer.

Why did he come to you?

Who then?

The one who dumped this
snotty kid off your balcony.

No clue.

He must have understood that other police officers are not
doing their job, -But now you have to give in, Vilhelm.

-Why did he come to you?

I don't know. People don't trust
us. We have to think differently now.

We have nothing to hold him on.

The prosecutor will ask for his
release if he doesn't start talking now.

It doesn't seem so promising.

I am very well aware of that.
Absolutely, I understand. But...

Yes, there is a queue.
How's the car fire going, then?

We still hope to find the
young girl, Katia, the witness.

We think she knows something
because she seems to be hiding.

But you've had an interesting
morning, haven't you?

Well then. We have
nothing on him but a

helmet- -which could have been

anywhere--and Vilhelm's word
that he served the right guy.

But real evidence is needed.
So the best would have been-

-about the location-Batman came in and
testified because he seems to know everything.

Yes, exactly.

And those interrogations� If
we don't get this little thug to talk.

.. ...the DA will let
him go at any moment.

How the hell do we
get him to want to talk?

If he was the one who shot,
he will hardly learn to talk.

About that anyway. But it might be possible
to get him to talk about something else.

He's so loyal and so terrified
of Madi, that it's enough�

Being afraid of someone can be a
reason to want to get rid of that person.

Yes please. Hey, hey, hey.
- But don't just stand there, come in.

Now I've got the hell out
of the prosecutor's head.

It's like I said. She can't
hold him. He is released.

And we're not one step
closer to Madi and Yara.

Perfect...

Damn!

- Go ahead.
-Thanks.

I can take the usual.

My colleagues want
al-Fashkha to come in.

They need to talk to him.

I just said I don't
know who it is.

Are you even safe out
here? Imagine if they get it.

I know who I can trust.

War took everything from
me. My country, my friends. All.

So I fled to Sweden. Thought
there was no war here.

But here is another
war. Who took my child.

I will never know who shot him.

I will help you.
In my way.

Good night, my son.

How did that fucking
al-Fashkha find the helmet?

How the hell did he find the helmet?

Does he hear what we say?

There's a bug in here, huh?
There must be a fucking bug in here.

Walak, there is no bug.

Then someone has
opened their mouth.

One of you has opened
your fucking mouth.

Huh?! One of you
is fucking talking!

You whores!

where is my sister

Hello, Stef.

where is my sister It was your
fucking job to protect her, where is she?

Huh? By God, it's one of you.

is that you

Huh? Why would it be me?

It was me he took.

I see how you
fucking glance at me.

We have known each
other since we were little.

Now you are paranoid.

Paranoid? Fucking paranoid?

Fucking paranoid, huh? Are
you saying I'm fucking paranoid?

I'll fuck you all, bro!
Have you seen that?

Huh? Wallah... The
fucking kebab guy.

Fuck!

where is he

Go find him!

Jalla, shoot down the door!

Push the door away!

Jalla, shoot!

Shit, you said you could
fix the lock! Move over, bro!

Fuck! Where the hell is Stef,
bro? What the fuck is this?

What the hell, he's got
us. What the fuck is this?

Look.
What is this?

- Fucking hell...
-What is this?

That whore.
Damn, it's him.

Hey, look. This is
the kid we sent up.

It must be his son.

Wallah, I swear.
We'll take that bastard.

Yara, you're going to fucking
put him out like you did his son.

What is this?

Madi, take it easy. Take
it easy, Madi. Take it easy.

What the fuck is this?

Calm down, listen...

Someone who got tired of the king.

Then we only have Yara left.

Distance and direction
match a perpetrator standing by

the driver's door- -but it
appears he was a little anemic.

-What?
- I don't want to say more now.

-You have to wait for the report.
- The weapon?

Hail.
Adjacent or very close.

It might have been a
sawed-off rifle outright.

A cut off? As he who
disarmed the bomb had.

How sure can you be that...?

We are not committing to
anything at this time. Thanks.

Okay.
Might as well check the cameras.

Then we'll see.
It is from 01:42.

Who is that?

Oops.

It's bullshit.

What?

He has never used
deadly force or firearms.

He would never do that.
I know that.

If you know who it is,
Vilhelm, then you have to say it.

I have no idea who it is.

- Yeah.
-Hello.

- There you sit.
- Yes, here I sit. Sit down.

- No, I thought maybe...
- Mademoiselle?

-...be at home...
-A glass of wine for the commissioner.

Yes you.
The French is sitting, I notice.

I have done quite a few
jobs in that language.

I can imagine that, yes.

Have I told you about
when I was in Cannes-

-and Depardieu was
kicked out of Carlton-

- because he dragged the
cleaning lady into the bathtub?

Yes, you have. I
think - Thank you.

-Do you want to see the menu too?
-Yes, I suppose so.

And then Godard! Mon cher Jean-Luc!

I filmed with him in the
Basque Country in a small cave.

"Le temps contre nous."
Suddenly he left the recording.

- Just disappeared home.
- Yeah. What was it then, then?

Marie-Claire. She was still in Paris
and had terrible stomach problems.

So she... She had
shitted the whole floor.

His wife?

No, not his wife!
His Bichon Frize.

The dog guard had
given her foie gras, i think

Three times a day. It can't
stand a dog's stomach.

No, I would never let someone
else take care of my Pep�.

No, if something happened
to him, I would drop everything.

- I'll take the cod.
-Yes please.

-Do you have a dog?
-Yes.

-Haven't I told you about Pep�?
-No.

I think it will work.
What do you think?

We'll see.

-It took one, huh?
-Yes. Good. Good, good.

Come here.

You?
Don't let him eat that.

There's some madman going
around putting poisoned food here.

-Married?
- It's very dangerous.

-Seriously?
- Go to the vet.

-Isn't it really dangerous?
- No, I don't think so.

No.
"Laxative when needed.
Dog and cat."

The first symptoms are diarrhea.

Married?

If there is internal bleeding, he can die.

When Madi and I were
little... We played football.

He always wanted to be a striker.

If someone took the ball from
him, was an insult every single time.

He bit a shuno so hard on
the cheek that it almost broke.

Big heart. But
emotions took over.

My brother.

But now he is not with us. We
will drive without him. But first�

- Al-Fashkha.
- He was the one who cut Madi's hair.

Where is Stef?

I don't know, I haven't
seen her. She is hiding.

Okay.
find her,
and find al-Fashkha.

Him and Estefania...they're going away.

I was waiting on the
autopsy report on the Jallow

brothers to hurry this up. You see the holes there in the chest.

But it wasn't the
shotgun that killed him.

He can't have made
many knots after that.

Apart from the blood splatter in the
direction of the gunshot that we already had-

-we should have seen arterial
spray inside the whole car-

-when the heart was still pumping.
There was nothing like that here.

And it's not so strange.

Because he already died an hour
before he was shot with the rifle.

Someone shot him
in the back with a gun.

Why shoot someone
who is already dead?

You. Vilhelm just called
in and called in sick.

Has he got a stomach ulcer
from all the secrets, poor guy?

What movie was he
asking about the other day?

V2025-1870-14. From a
shooting on February 12.

I told him to talk to you.

Who was shot?

It is your business to clear
Eriksson's authorization for this.

Yes, and I'm here.

- They are not state secrets.
- The system exists for a reason.

For you to have
a meaning in life.

Do you approve of your
submissive's request?

I approve my
submissive's request, yes.

-Thanks.
- Well...

Yes.
08:03:09,
shot, died at the scene.

-Daniel Kadric.
- Kadric...

Many thanks.

Here is the cross bar. I
check the home address.

Hello?

- Here you have a sprinkler.
-Sprinkler?

Yes, I knew someone
who used to say that.

-Bowl.
-Bowl.

You are good.
Thanks for your help.

I'm helping you because I
think what you're doing is good.

That's why I wanted to be a police
officer, because I wanted to help people.

I get that you wouldn't just
shoot someone like that.

You don't understand anything.

I was like you. Thought
I understood everything.

Thought it was war that
made everything wrong.

And when war would
end, everything will be fine.

It is not war that kills children.

It's people who do it. It was
a human who killed my son.

-She there?
-Yes.

I know.
But everything will be fine.

What else did she say,
the woman at the park?

You don't have to
worry, he is not poisoned.

Hi Katia.
We need to talk.

-How are you?
- Well, I'm feeling better, thanks.

Great. Damn bad to
get sick like this, then.

You... Can we come in, or?

Absolutely.

You asked me the other day
about a movie from last year.

What was so important about it?

I don't know,
I haven't seen it.

I have this one.

It wasn't your buddy in
the mask who killed Madi.

He was already dead when he
was driven to the grocery store.

We think someone
tried to put Kadric there.

And we also understand
that he is innocent.

But we still need
to talk to him.

Are you sure you
don't know where he is?

They know who he is. If
they catch him, he's dead.

- He was standing here on the balcony.
-Huh? He was here?

- But what the hell...
- Was he here?

Absolutely incredible!
William, what the hell?

- If you had come to us...
- Then you would have arrested him.

Don't pretend you always do
everything "by the book" all the time.

Sure, if I've crossed
a small line at times...

-it's because there
were no alternatives.

But this.

.. Hi, Martin! One moment here and I'll turn on the speakers. Sharpen up, dammit!
- Yes?

We're sitting here with the
witness we've been looking for.

You probably want to hear this.

Yes. I saw him. I was standing
by the car. Didn't feel well.

I know who he is, we
pay them to...protect us.

He very dangerous.

So it was Yara who lit
the car with Yasmina?

-Yes.
It was him.
- Thank you, Katia.

- Good job.
-Damn, now we have him!

- He's always talking shit.
- Swear?

Oh, no.
What's going on?

Police!
Sit down!
Sit down!
Sit down!

Hands behind your back!
Hands behind your back!

Clear!

Mohammed Yara?
Yarra?

Head up.
Up with...
Where is Yara?

You.
Remove the hood.

He is not here.

Take them out to the cars so we
can go through the venue. Damn...

Stop!
Stop, I said!

Where is your brother somewhere?
Huh? Where is your brother?

-Fuck you, I'm not saying.
-I know where he is.

-What did you say?
-I know where he is.

Where then?

Are you back already?
I thought you...

Stef.
What are you up to?

I haven't shot anyone. I'm
not going to do that either.

I understand, Stef.
Wallah.

But how can I trust you?

You are a risk to me.
For Simon.

Surely it was Simon that Yasmina
was going to meet before she died?

Surely that was it?

Why?
What do you mean?
You do love me.

Yes, but it's not about
that. It's your brother.

He is crazy.
He cannot be trusted.

I can't keep secrets from
him. He doesn't even like me.

But please, he's so mean to everyone.

Simon, hello.
It's you and me, okay?

You are such a fucking
idiot! Okay, I'll tell him.

Or wait, maybe you
were just kidding me.

Has this been just
a game to you?

Because then he will become dangerous.

Then he will kill you for real.

No, no, no... Yasmina?
Yasmina?

Jasmine!

Jasmine...

What the fuck have you done?

Simon. Simon is my
brother. I have to help him.

And Madi, then?

-What is this?
- Madi...

- Kids...
-What the fuck is this?

Chill, chill.
Listen.
Chill out.

Do you know about this?
Did you know about this?!

-Did you fucking know about that?
-Simon, get out!

I knew you were a
fucking little whore.

Did you sleep with my sister? You
slept with my fucking sister, huh?

Fucking little rat.

Thanks.

Simon?

Simon, is that you?

Police!

Police! Put down the weapon!

Oh, God�

Drop the gun, I said!

You killed my child.

Look at me! It was
you who killed my child!

-Daniel fucking made his own choices.
-You made a choice!

-He made his own fucking choices.
-You had a choice! And you took a life!

You bastard!

Drop the gun or I'll shoot!

You also have your own choice!

Damn, you were supposed
to help us stop this damn war!

Back up, I said! I'll shoot you!

We need an ambulance too.
A gunshot wound, he's stable.

Yes. And we need a
second ambulance...

because there's a potential
shock casualty here.

Stef.

Stay!

Police! Lie still, show your
hands! Show your hands!

Show your hands, show your hands!

Come in.

Have you ever had the
chance to hit a cop, have you?

-You want it, don't you?
- Please.

Even faster.

-Hello.
Nina.
- Steph.

Welcome.

Wilhelm.
Hello.

Hello.

Want to get out for a while?

Absolutely.

Text: Pablo Diaz Bernal
Iyuno