All language subtitles for Thicker.Than.Water.S02E06_English

Why are we here?
What was so important?

-What the hell is that?
-Your father. My brother.

Mauritz.

I think Fredrik is home.

-What makes you think that?
-The lights are on at Mildred's.

-Will you go over?
-I don't know.

Lasse gave me
50,000 euro to keep quiet.

But the money was counterfeit.
50,000 in fake fucking notes!

Lasse, I just wanted to check if
you've been paid in fake notes.

-No, why would we?
-We've had some in circulation.

No, not that I know of.

-I want to know the truth.
-It wasn't murder.

-Then what was it?
-It was an accident.

Jonna!

-Let go!
-Give it to me!

Let's go, Jonna.

Jonna?

THICKER THAN WATER

How could it fire, Lasse? I don't get
it. I was just taking it from him.

-It was an accident.
-I don't see how it could go off.

I was just going to take it from him.
I didn't do anything.

-We have to get out of here.
-No. We can't leave now.

-Let's just sell and go. Please.
-If we don't, we'll seem suspicious.

We just have to get rid of the
evidence.

The money.
We have to get rid of the money.

Never mind that now. Get some rest.

Hello?

Hello, Fredrik?

Hello?

Fredrik?

Fredrik?

Fredrik? Are you okay?

Let go!

Help me!

Please!

Help me!

Please.

-I'll call an ambulance!
-No, no ambulance, please!

All I need is some antibiotics.
And I'm good.

Alright? I'm Andrus, by the way.

Kim.

-Do we have any aspirin?
-Do you have a headache?

Menstrual cramps.

Check the box in the reception.
The key is in the register.

-Oh yeah, is there a hunt going on?
-No.

I heard a gunshot
when I was out running.

There might be some kind
of bird hunt going on.

-Grouse, I think.
-Where did you hear it?

Past the mailboxes on the right.

Hare!
European hare is hunted in winter.

-It was more towards the water.
-Do you mind...?

Sure.

-Do you think she saw something?
-No.

-You know what we have to do, right?
-No.

We have to get Mauritz.

We have to stick together, Oskar.
The worst thing we can do is panic.

Selling or leaving would only
make things worse.

-Can you talk to Jonna? Oskar?
-What?

Can you talk to Jonna about sticking
together? She won't listen to me.

Is he still there?

All right. I guess we'll just put him
in bin bags and take him to the dump.

-I promised Jonna we'd bury him.
-Not a chance.

I've already buried him twice.
Enough is enough.

We can put it in one of those.

Lasse, the ground is frozen.
You can't dig 10 cm in it.

Well, then we'll have to burn it.
The bones have started to decompose.

So this is where you've been hiding.

Would you like to come with me
to Helsinki for some shopping?

Is something wrong?

This won't work, Wille.
I can't do this.

-Can't do what?
-You and me.

I can't.

-If it's too fast, I can slow down.
-It's not that.

I just can't right now.

What happened?

I like you. I really do.

But I just can't right now.

-I don't get it. What's the problem?
-Wille, please just go.

Go.

-Kim? Where is everyone?
-I think Jonna is ill.

-Ill how?
-She was feeling nauseous.

It wouldn't be the first time
she bails on her own schedule.

-Maybe she's pregnant.
-What do you mean?

She's been seeing Wille, and now
she's feeling nauseous. Do the maths.

The hot tub looks lovely.
I might try it after dinner.

-What are you doing?
-Having Christmas dinner.

Same as every year.

I offered to pay, but Liv insisted
it was on the house. So nice of her.

-Anything else to drink?
-No, thanks.

-Let me know if you need anything.
-I will.

Lasse! Wait!

-I need the rest of the money.
-When the job is done.

I'm taking another job and my
replacement wants to be paid now.

-Not my problem.
-Listen to me.

I used the money you paid me
to pay off a debt.

When he finds out the money is
counterfeit, he will call the police.

-Is that not your problem either?
-I'm broke, what can I do?

Do you have more counterfeit notes?

How much?

-Why?
-A friend of mine lives in Helsinki.

If you sell them to him, he'll pay
you 30-35% of their value.

But I want 10% to make the deal.

Forget it.

-What the hell, I need my money!
-You'll get your fucking money!

-I'll take care of it, all right?
-You have the weekend.

Hi! How come you're all alone?

Where's your daddy?

Do you want to come inside?
There's meatballs!

Come on!

Christ...

Sorry.

Sorry.

We need to clean it.

Your wound.

She's the light of my life. Her. Only
her. I will leave her everything.

The others will get nothing.
Jonna will get everything.

-I didn't know you painted.
-It's just to pass the time.

-It's strange I've never been here.
-Is it?

Maybe not. You've always been
Oskar's friend rather than mine.

That's why I'm here.

I...

I worry about him.
I don't think he's well.

I think he's hiding something from
me. I thought maybe you knew what.

Even if I did know, I couldn't tell
you because of confidentiality.

I didn't think you were a priest
anymore.

I take it he spent a lot of time here
when I was away. For comfort.

-Don't beat around the bush.
-Do you want him?

Perhaps it would be more relevant
to ask if he wants you.

Would you like to sit down?

-What has he told you?
-Nothing.

I hope you have the decency to tell
me what you have been doing.

-I don't owe you anything.
-You're right, you don't.

It's not me he wants.

We lived like a couple for over a
month then he dumped me with a text.

I'm sorry.

It's not funny. A text message?

-Oskar... He can be such an...
-Idiot.

Exactly! An idiot.

-You love him, don't you?
-Yes.

I love him almost as much
as the idea of another life.

How was Nepal?

Don't you want to go back?

No.

Maybe a little. I sometimes miss
being able to come and go as I like.

Get away from routine.

You're pregnant!

-I don't know what to do.
-I have to ask you to leave.

-He doesn't know.
-Don't tell me anything else.

You can't trust me.

-Please leave.
-Okay.

You're home late.

I was at Petra's.

I thought maybe she knew why
you've been acting strange lately.

Well?

When are we going to talk about this?

You're a piece of work.

You come back home
after weeks... months of silence

and assume that I will forgive you
straight away. Which I have!

-I want to forget and move on.
-But then nothing has changed.

-We repeat the same old pattern.
-What's wrong with that?

Isn't that what we want?
Go back to our old lives.

Not if it means that we have to
keep secrets from each other.

What are you hiding?
You, Jonna and Lasse.

Nothing.

There are things I want to tell you.

-For my sake?
-For our sake.

For yours. You need to get
something off your chest.

You don't care about my feelings.

I can spare you your confession.
I already know.

I saw you kiss last summer.
You and Lasse.

Since you didn't say anything,
I pretended it never happened.

To be able to keep going.

You should stop playing the martyr.
Do you regret it?

-What?
-Your night with Petra.

Yes.

It meant nothing.

Until you decide...

to be completely honest with me,
we have nothing to say to each other.

I don't know who you are anymore.

Petra?

-Petra, open up!
-Go away!

Just open the door, Petra!

I don't want to talk to you.
Just leave.

-We have to talk.
-Stop it! Can't you hear me?

Fine, come inside.

-Take your shoes off!
-I didn't know this would happen.

-I never meant to hurt you.
-Well, you did.

You know how important you are to me.

-I wouldn't have made it without you.
-I'm no damn fallback!

-You used me.
-I...

I was selfish. I wasn't thinking.
I didn't know I was leading you on.

Hey...

You're my best friend, Petra.

I miss you.

I miss you too.

Could you tell me exactly what
Liv said when she was here?

I don't want to make things worse.

I'm so stupid. You're not here
to save our friendship.

-I am.
-You're here for Liv.

You don't care about me. You miss
your adviser, not your friend.

-I'm trying to save my marriage!
-Go ahead. Go home to your wife.

You have a thing or two to discuss.

-What are you talking about?
-Get out!

Out! Get out!

Hi. Good morning.

-Do you have a minute?
-Yes.

-Is something the matter?
-Nothing new, just the notes again.

-Notes?
-I thought maybe Lasse had told you.

We've had reports of
counterfeit fifties

from restaurants and
a petrol station.

They all have the same serial number.

Do you mind taking a look
if you have any?

-Fifties, right?
-Yes.

This number here.

-Nope, none of them are the same.
-Great.

You can keep that.
My number is on the back.

Could you ask your staff
to keep an eye out?

-Absolutely.
-Thank you for your help.

Hey!

-Hello.
-How are you?

-Fine.
-Isn't that Konrad's dog?

-That's right.
-Are you friends again?

-I have nothing against his dog.
-Are you looking after it?

-Occasionally.
-Because...?

Konrad was going away for a few days,
so he asked Kim to look after it.

-Where was he going?
-He didn't say.

-Is tonight good?
-For what?

Dinner.

-I promised I'd cook you dinner.
-Right. Sure, I'd love to.

-Great! You know where I live.
-Indeed.

-Six o'clock?
-Great.

-Good.
-See you.

I know a place where we can bury Dad.

Good, but we have to burn the body.

We can't dig a grave now, and we
can't risk someone finding him again.

Okay. I understand.
Then we'll burn him there.

Bring the money.
We'll burn them at the same time.

-It that such a good idea?
-What else can we do?

-We're up to our necks in bills.
-What are you getting at?

There may be an alternative.
Lasse, maybe you can...

He's not doing anything.
We can't trust him.

At least look at me.

Just bring the money.

-Are we doing this tonight?
-Yes, I have to do something first.

-What?
-Dinner.

-Dinner? With who?
-Laura.

-The cop?
-We're supposed to avoid the police.

She wanted to thank me
for giving her son a lift.

-Cancel it.
-Maybe it isn't such a bad idea.

It won't hurt to get
on her good side.

See you tonight.

Lasse?

-Oh, I'm sorry.
-That's okay.

I was going for a walk. Clear my
mind. Would you like to come?

Have a chat.

-Are you going somewhere?
-Yes, as a matter of fact.

-I'm going out for dinner.
-With who?

-Laura.
-Laura Nord?

It's just to say thank you.
I helped her with her son.

-Some other time.
-Did you want anything in particular?

Liv?

-Is something the matter?
-Well...

Wear the blue shirt instead.

-Really?
-Yes.

You don't want to look like a waiter.

All right, thanks.

Come on in.

-It smells good.
-We'll see how it turns out.

It was all going great until
I remembered you're a chef.

-Where is Eskil?
-He's at a friend's house. Wine?

Yes, please.

-Here you go.
-Thanks.

Cheers.

-How is it being back at the inn?
-Well...

It's different.
Stockholm and Åland are worlds apart.

-You don't want to stay here, do you?
-I do.

I think so.

I've been running away from this
place all my life, but now...

It's starting to feel like home.

Is it weird working with
your siblings?

It has its ups and downs.

-Do you have any siblings?
-I'm an only child. Just like Eskil.

-Do you spoil him?
-Maybe a little bit.

-And Kim? Have you spoiled her?
-No.

Unfortunately not.

I should have, but... no.

-But she's tough. She's smart.
-She's growing up.

You might be right.
She doesn't take after me.

-Is she like her mum?
-A little.

But she's... warmer.
What about Eskil? Is he like his dad?

No.

You don't have to tell me.

He was almost never physically
violent. It was mostly just threats.

He took pleasure in my fear.

I started to prefer him to hit me.

Instead of just waiting for
it to happen.

When I became pregnant, it got worse.
He kicked me in the stomach.

I brought my service pistol home...
and waited for him to arrive.

I couldn't leave him.
He would have found me...

wherever I went.

If I had stayed,
he would have killed the baby.

Did you shoot him?

He never made it home.

He killed himself driving drunk.

But I was going to shoot him.

-You had no choice.
-Yes, I did.

I chose to protect Eskil.

She is the light of my life.

Her. Only her.
I will leave her everything.

The others will get nothing.
Jonna will get everything.

The money's going in.

Oskar. I'm warning you, Oskar.

I'm warning you. Beware.

-I can't hear you.
-Beware.

-I can't hear you.
-Oskar?

-What's wrong?
-Oskar?

I...

-I thought I saw...
-What?

Nothing.

It was nothing.

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