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It's okay to regret bad sex.

-What are you talking about? -I expressed myself clumsily.

-It's tiring. I feel alone. -And...

Do you know that me and Sasha Have a sexual relationship?

She is completely limitless. It's scary!

You need to get that little whore convicted.

They threatened my mother, they were going to kill her.

-What does Ayub Mohammed say? -He accepts reasonable grounds for suspicion of murder.

It's tough, but you've done everything you could.

Right? If he chooses to remain silent and get a harsher punishment, that's his choice.

-Right? -Mm.

-I must have custody. -Do you want to summon Jana?

-I want you to take it. -Then both of them could lose parental rights.

If there's a chance, we'll go.

What the hell is going on?

Who is it?

-Can you wait in the bedroom? -What time is it...

Please, can you just waiting in the bedroom?

-Hey! -Hello, Tilde. My name is Jana Miteska.

I'll borrow you for two minutes, OK? No one comes near my daughter.

Do you understand? No one will ruin it for my daughter.

-You have to go through a lawyer... -That's it. Stop!

You don't understand how bad this is. Who the hell do you think you are?

I am a good mother. Check with child welfare and the school.

I am fighting for my daughter and I to Have a good life. So you're going to help the pig?!

-I understand you're upset... -You don't understand anything!

-Will my daughter be taken away from me? -You have to...

I don't have to do a damn thing. Shame on you! Seriously, shame on you!

He's a psychopath, his whole family. He kills people, don't you understand?

-It's about my daughter! -We're closing now. You can go through a lawyer...

Little friend, he eats people like you alive, just so you know.

-Hey. -Who the hell are you?

-My name is Daniel. I live here. -Jana. Have a chat with your boyfriend.

What the hell is going on?

I told you to wait. In the bedroom. Did you have to?

What kind of fish will there be this year?

With Morgan it was plaice. Beatrice: the Wallenberger of the sea.

Bodström, it was actually turbot with clarified butter.

-What do you think? Cod? -Cod?

Yes, why not?

-Do you know where the others are? -They're probably here somewhere.

It will be a total legal disaster. If it goes through, -

- and impossible for the defense to find out whether there are vested interests among witnesses.

They may use unknown sources completely without transparency.

It undermines the most fundamental in a society governed by law:

The right to know who is accusing you.

The prosecutor gets all the power and the defense becomes powerless if we hide our identity.

We'll see what the minister says.

"We protect witnesses and target the gangs." It sells better politically -

- than to protect the rule of law with nuances and reservations.

No, damn it. I drink Ramlösa.

-Hi, Kalle. How are you doing? -Fine. With you, then?

Damn, the way they talk about us.

-Please be kind. -Thanks.

Yes, nice visit.

He has obviously been expert in the investigation.

-Seriously? -If I understand correctly.

That's fucking unwise!

"Do you know why I want to "Do this thing, brother?"

"Dealing is good, but it's stressful. With "This gives me a lot of goosebumps right away."

"He's a little whore anyway, you know."

This is a quote from a chat from a criminal case at Stockholm District Court.

So that's what it sounds like when young people, children, -

- discusses the benefits of killing instead of selling drugs.

You know that it looks like this in Sweden.

One of our election promises was to work actively -

- to combat the crisis Sweden was, and is, in -

- with a widespread and growing organized crime.

I go out and make a phone call.

But with every bill, whether it concerns preventive coercive measures -

- or lowered the age of criminal responsibility, we are met with loud protests from you, -

- from the bar association, with reference to integrity and legal certainty.

When it's precisely those things this government...

Hi, it's Tilde Larsson. You called me.

Hi, Soraya. You've seen my email, right?

Yes.

It would be great if we could find a time.

Absolutely.

The government has prepared a draft law about anonymity for witnesses.

We hope to get this law enacted soon.

On that occasion, I would like to the expert in the investigation, -

- Albin Dexelius, welcome up.

Does he have time for that? I've been trying to get a hold of him for two weeks now.

Thank you for that, Gabriel.

It's exciting. To stand here in front of a sea of enemies.

Joking aside, I don't see it that way.

The bill is highly controversial, I am aware of that.

But it is important to remember that the law has not arisen in a vacuum.

It has grown up because we see a growing culture of silence, -

- not least in matters concerning serious organized crime, -

- where witnesses are threatened into silence.

I have participated as an expert...

It's not bad sex!

Now you have to be more specific. What do you mean?

-And? -Hi, honey. It's Dad.

-What you sent, where did you get it from? -A friend.

-Have you sent it to others too? -In the.

-Don't do it. -But it's so damn fun.

We're talking about it. When I get home. Bye.

-Everything okay? -Yes, yes.

Damn it.

Damn hypocrisy. How can the defender's perspective Is the tive omitted? Do they even care?

Do they just see us as an obstacle? Which should be kept away until the law is clear?

There's gluten in everything. Everything!

Kalle, I'm going to the office right away. Do you have time for a chat?

-Is there anything special? -Jana knocked on my door this morning.

-Amir's ex? -She had received the subpoena.

She was quite upset, so I thought that you, or that you should...

She has no business at your house.

If it happens again, you have to tell me, then we report it for harassment.

See you later.

Should I grab him? I will.

Albin! Albin!

-Albin, excuse me... -Hello, Kalle. How are you?

Yeah, fine. I just want to check: Are you getting my emails, or not?

Well, I haven't had time to answer.

I want us to have access in the investigation this week.

It will be difficult.

You've been working on it. For almost three years. There must be parts...

-Not right now, unfortunately. -Albin, we have to get started.

It takes as long as it takes. Do you understand?

You, you... Then I'll contact you. The Ombudsman.

-So? -Stefan Petersen.

Our boys play on the same team. Then we'll do it like this. Tuddelu!

Fucking idiot.

Excuse me.

We had a pretty clear agreement, I guess. Didn't we have that?

Chanette... Have you told me? To anyone other than Kalle?

Chanette, can you answer...

Can you answer my question? Please.

Chanette!

Are we done now?

-Have you seen the new evidence? -What kind of thing...?

He is imbued with contempt for lawyers.

It seeps through his skin. He hates lawyers and our clients.

Prosecutors who have misunderstood their role, It's the worst I know.

It seems almost symptomatic for younger prosecutors. Right?

Government officials shall conduct business and try evidence objectively.

Don't fight over guilty verdicts.

Will they win cases, They get to be defenders. It's that simple.

It seems like he's stalling for time. Now they are going to Morocco again.

Is it the third time? Good use of tax money. The damn law.

-Did you talk to Kalif, by the way? -No. I stay away from her.

I got a date for the appeals court.

You know you can talk to me. I want you to talk to me.

Now that's enough!

I'm serious, Kalle. That's enough.

OK.

Oscar!

-What the hell is going on, brother? -Hi! How are you?

I've been trying to get a hold of you. I call and call.

Sorry. I've been really busy.

-I was thinking of contacting you later today. -Today? Great. So you have time now?

Here it is: I'm sorry, but I made a hasty decision.

My schedule is insanely tight. I can't seem to get it to go up.

What the hell is going on, brother? What kind of fucking game is this?

I don't run any games. I'm really busy, like.

If you have a lot to do, We'll solve it together.

If you are OK with that it's really fucking busy...

I don't know if we can meet at this way. I have to check with Fatima...

Fuck Fatima. It doesn't work like that. You can't get punched in the middle of the street.

Take it easy.

So, okay.

No, but it's chill.

-But you, I'm going up to the office now. -Before you go...

I need to talk to you. For 30-40 minutes. We'll take a round.

-Or would you rather take it to the office? -Nei, nei.

Knew you were the guy, bro. Come on.

-It's okay. -We'll just take this one. Come on.

Guys, we're going. Yay!

-Yeah, hello. -Hey, do you remember the bookshelves today?

-Which bookshelves? Was it today? -Yes, it's today. At 7 p.m.

Yes, I'm home then. Yes, yes. That's for sure. Yes, come in.

I'll be home then. Kisses. Bye.

-Do you have a minute? -Yes, of course. Come in.

-Too bad you missed lunch. -Was it cod?

-It was halibut. -No, but hey!

-How did it go in court? -Good. Same old thing.

You, Kalle, I have a question.

First of all, I don't have anything personally against Tilde at all, -

- just as it is said.

But I wonder why you chose one that is so new -

- and comes from a family law firm, as an assistant in the Ibrahim case.

-Why didn't I choose you? -Yes, for example.

-I've worked here for five years. -Exactly.

You don't have to hold my hand. Tilde is new, and it's good learning.

You're already good. You have a ton of your own missions.

Tilde's client calendar is empty. Look at it as a compliment instead.

-But at the same time... -Mariam.

Give up your prestige. Don't let it get in your way. Okay?

Look at that face.

What's going on here, then?

Call...

Damn! Don't laugh, it's not funny.

Damn, so...

-And? -Just arrived.

Neither? Abraham?

The Ombudsman accelerated the case. Alexander! Tilde! The investigation documents are here.

I'll get the PC, See you in the conference room. Now!

Dexelius has released the documents.

Call... You, I really have to apologize for that right away.

No, but fuck it, Börje. That was fun, damn it.

-Men... -Nei, nei.

You have to joke around a bit. You, I'll give it to you.

You, jump in a little.

Brother, you are going to be the one on that app. Don't think about it.

-You, I have to go. -Where are you going?

You said 30 minutes. I've been sitting here. For two hours while you've been talking on the phone.

Brother, if it rings, one must answer. But look.

I'll turn it off just for you, brother.

-Okay. What do you want to talk about? -The thing is...

It is sensitive information. Better we take it somewhere else.

-We'll take it later. -Okay, when?

When it suits.

We do it like this. You haven't eaten, I haven't eaten. This place sucks.

We'll go and drink some good wine, eat some meat. Just a few hours.

-Unfortunately, I can't make it. -Are you having sex with me?

I'm trying to treat myself to dinner. Don't be so fucking rude.

Nei, nei.

I... am not rude. I...

I'm clearing out some things, then it will be fine.

Guys, do you understand? Why I like him? Oscar is the best.

In six months He's going to be number one.

What's going on with the match? Does that motherfucker win, or what?

Do you see that motherfucker? 175 today. If he wins, 155. Deal?

If he wins. Otherwise 175 if you take it today.

-155, right? -If he wins. 175 if you take it now.

I'm throwing this one in too.

-Here, I thought. If it works for you? -Perfect.

-The house offers a welcome drink. -Great.

-That's not necessary. -Just stop.

We really enjoy having drinks, but put it on the bill.

-What do you recommend? -Rhubarb Collins. Rhubarb, gin, soda.

And then we have spicy margaritas. Or limoncello spritz.

-You've tried them all, haven't you? -A rhubarb Collins, please.

-I can also have a rhubarb. -No alcohol.

-I can have a beer. -Hello! I heard we had a nice visit.

Are you okay, old man? How is the Carrera? The justice mobile.

Hello! I have to say hello. Jonas. Nice to finally meet you.

Hey! You're the smallest, right? Jonas. How old are you? Twelve?

Two such beautiful daughters, How did you manage that?

No wonder with such a beautiful wife.

What do you think about your sister, then? Is she behaving?

-Isn't she clever? -We have received an incredible reception.

A real star, this girl.

You, Sasha, I could borrow you for two minutes? Just exchange a few words.

We'll take it tomorrow instead.

-Can I borrow him for two minutes? -Yes, absolutely.

We will be back soon. Three minutes max. Okay?

Come on, let's take it here.

The police contacted me this morning. I guess I'm going in for another interrogation.

It's nothing strange. Before the proceedings in the Court of Appeal.

That's okay. Don't think about it. Okay?

Or do you know something I don't?

So, it's a girl. Jessica. About a year ago, we were working quite a lot.

She was quite kinky, enjoyed group sex and bondage. And watching when I slept with others.

She wanted me to film if I was with someone else. She turned it on.

So I filmed it and sent it to her. To be fair.

Then she suddenly became jealous, so I had to cut her out.

We haven't spoken since I was arrested. And now this weekend she will contact you.

She's read about me on social media, and will go to the police with a video -

- which I supposedly sent. I don't even remember.

That's fucking sick to me.

Who do you have sex with in the movie?

Show me.

It's okay, Jonas. Show me the movie.

Would you like sound too, perhaps?

Yes, what do you think?

-I'm not taking the case to the Court of Appeal, Jonas. -What?

Sorry, but you get contact another lawyer.

But damn... Sasha, I haven't done anything.

What the hell? Sasha! Is that how it's supposed to be? Then I will contact the bar association.

And says Sasha Moradi bought a Porsche via his client. 200 sheets off.

-Are you threatening me? -I can call Aftonbladet too.

-Are you threatening me? -They would be very happy if I called.

I have a story. I have a fucking scoop.

Sasha... Sasha! Faen!

-We're going home. Take your things. -Hello?

-What are you talking about? -We're going home.

-What do you do? -Where is Nova?

-We're going home. You too. -What are you talking about?

No discussion. You're coming home with us. Now! Get your jacket. We'll wait outside.

-Come on, I say! -Yes. You're acting so mean.

Can I get my things?

-What are you doing? -I'll explain later. Order a taxi.

I'll explain later! Order a taxi.

-Nova! Now. -Yes! I'm coming.

Come on, good.

What are you doing, Dad? What the hell is this?

-Have you ordered? -It'll be here in two minutes.

-Go! Just go! -Let go of me!

Oh, so embarrassing!

Cheers to you, Oscar!

We had a case last month. Classic smuggling story.

The driver is caught. Wrong load, wrong place, you know.

The police are convinced that the guy did it.

So in the trial everyone is convinced that he will be convicted.

Except for me. I say coldly: "You have good evidence."

"You show that he was driving the car. But not that he knew what the load was."

I asked: "Who signed it?" "The transport document?" Dead silent.

Boom. The man is free two days later.

The truth is like a sail. Sometimes it is Sometimes the wind is with you, sometimes it is against you.

But do you know how to sail, so you always have a tailwind.

And I know damn well How to sail. Cheers!

He has really screwed up everything that is relevant.

That's fucking insulting.

He mocks me, he does. He's mocking me, that bastard.

What do you say, Kalle? Should we spend the evening?

Do you know what struck me today at lunch, -

- when he stood and spoke about the law on anonymous witnesses?

Imagine if that's something he's sitting on? He doesn't give up anything.

Traveling back and forth to Morocco to train until the law is passed.

-When does the law come into effect? -January 1st, if it goes through.

The little bastard. He's slowing down. Fuck me on purpose. I'm absolutely sure.

But it could be good for us.

If there is a witness that is so important For them, there are cracks in the indictment.

We need to get this rolling as fast as possible. As it only can. We will push...

-Hey, I'm a little busy. Can I call... -No. The bookshelves.

-Yeah, fuck. -You know what? They're out there...

Sorry, we just received the investigation papers.

-Ibrahim's, as I... -I'm getting so fucking bored!

It's probably just a matter of leaving them alone, so we can...

It's raining outside, Kalle.

I am sitting with the documents. Which I have been waiting for for two weeks.

-You promised... -There are bookshelves, Helena!!

Some fucking bookshelves! What does that mean? Should we take them in today or tomorrow?

I am conducting an investigation. 30,000 fucking pages to plow through!

What the hell don't you understand? Huh?

Yes, there was something about some bookshelves. Something with the delivery.

Yeah, we'll see. That's what happens, It will pass. Shall we see...

-Here, would you like some? -That's fine, thank you.

We need to talk about this, brother. One of my younger ones, William, -

- is only 19 years old and got twelve years for some vape and other shit.

-Twelve years? -The whore Robert Tonfors represents him.

In any case, they have appealed now. They will go to the Court of Appeal in December.

The problem is that fucking Robban still represents him.

Look, that motherfucker pisses on everyone. Only cares about himself.

He's probably in Marbella, golfer and bills blackouts.

He is corrupt, the system too, everyone is the same shit.

Do you know what the correctional service do with people like me?

They lock us up for long sentences. And then they drug us down.

Makes sure we are narcissists so we come back and they make money off us.

They fuck us. They call me gangster. Do you know what they are? They're the fucking mafia!

They are the state, brother. We have nothing against these whores.

Do you think they care that a 19-year-old Should I spend twelve years in prison for nothing?

His life is ruined. Not even McDonald's will accept him.

Brother, what is he going to do? Robban Fitte-Tonfors doesn't care.

The shark has done its job. He's pissing on him. Sons of bitches, they're lying.

I need someone like you, who will come from nothing, who helps the weak.

You have a reputation. I need you to fix this.

It's not that simple, then. Just changing lawyers like that.

I understand, but you fix it.

I know everyone, brother. Whatever you need, I'll fix it with you.

That's your thing. Honestly, on my mother's grave.

You don't know who I am. Six months from now, brother, -

- I have Stockholm in the palm of my hand. I'm fucking everyone here. I'm pissing on them.

Any city you want, I'll fuck them. Sons of bitches, I will destroy them.

I, I rule. There is no one that can go around me. Do you understand?

If you fix the Court of Appeals, then I can guarantee -

- that you're going to be number one. The top lawyer. Do you understand?

Are you going to have some khat, or? Relax a little?

That's right, Oscar! Brother...

I'll call you Askar. Do you know what that means?

Warrior.

It's your night tonight.

Come on, Soldier!

Everyone is fucking fake. Cowards.

Are you a defense attorney? Are you going to fucking die for your client?

Ah! You're fucking their mother!

Cheers, damn it!

-So, what? Sorry, old man. -What the hell is he doing?

-Sorry, I mean. Are you OK, or what? -It's okay, it's okay.

-What's going on, brother? -I just rolled into your friend.

-Is that okay? -It's okay, it's okay.

-Can I have a GT? Beer? -It's okay, man.

Man, shit in GT. Wouldn't you like to join one of those?

Yes, bring him, bring him.

-I have the worst, habibi. -OK!

You think you can play with whoever you want. You think you can walk into anyone you want.

Do you know who you're playing with, you little pussy? You don't know who the king is!

Fuck you, you cocksucker!

I'm going to fuck you. Fuck!

You think you can play with my brother like that? You little whore.

Down on your knees!

Crawl, you pussy! Crawl!

Say sorry to him. Say sorry to him.

Apologize to him, I say. I can't hear!

Do you hear what he says? Nobody hears what you're saying, you little pussy.

Do you hear what he says? What do you say?

Speak properly! You fucking whore. Don't you know Swedish, motherfucker?

Lie down, you whore. Don't look up! Lie still! Shut up!

I'm going to fuck his mother. Look what he does. Goes straight to you, straight away.

Do you understand who we are? No one should touch us.

My fucking brother, Never think anyone will touch us.

Then they become like this little pussy. Pissing on my shoes completely unnecessarily.

You little whore, you should be happy. Because I didn't have my gun with me.

Come on, let's go. I'm going to fuck. Their mother too. Come on, Oscar. Yes.

I'm going to fuck your mother, you whore!

-Hello. -Hi! Hi, it's Oscar.

-Hey. -Sorry I'm calling so late.

This is going to sound really sick, but I have been robbed.

No, everything is OK. I was at dinner. With some friends and was going home, -

- and then I was attacked of two, three bastards.

They got a wallet and keys to the apartment, so...

I don't know... I've tried I've called a lot, but I can't get through to anyone.

So, I just thought I'd check. If I could come -

- and park on the sofa or something like that?

And... And, OK.

OK? Damn, so dig it. Yes.

Okay, good. Thank you, thank you.

What the hell?

Hello, this is Helena Matsson's voicemail. Leave a message.

Hi, it's me. It's the middle of the night. Where are you?

Call me when you hear this, Are you okay? Kisses, goodbye.

First floor.

-Yes, hello. -Hi! I'm outside now.

Okay, I'm coming.

-Hey. -What the hell happened to you?

Damn, sorry, I mean...

-Should I go? -You're standing here now. Just go inside.

You have to be fucking quiet. He's sleeping.

-Hang off here. -So, sorry.

It's going well, it's okay.

Hush!

Would you recognize them, or not?

No, I don't know, so... I've had a few drinks too.

-Some glasses? Or what? -Men...

Damn, what a bunch of bastards. Do you need to fix new cards? Change locks?

So bad.

Here's your pillow.

And then the carpet. You have to be careful. Because all that stuff here, it's everywhere.

It's damn good to sleep on. Hope you sleep well.

Thanks.

-Thank you for letting me sleep here. -It's going well.

Why are you sad?

I don't know.

Can I... Can I hold you for a while?

Mm.

Come on.