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Mom has died.

-I'm glad you're back. -We're made for each other.

There's something in the trunk. Or rather someone.

The body has been identified, and it's not Madelene.

This is Minna Koponen.

-She was meeting someone. -Who?

Saman. They were in a relationship.

I see love.

A dark, forbidden love.

Okay, good. I'll be in touch.

I figured out how to make Johanna sell.

I hope you're right.

I saw they're looking for new employees at Felicia's cafe.

-It might be something for Stephanie. -Are you kidding?

-She can't even use a dishwasher. -She should take some responsibility.

She would embarrass us. Our daughter is a brat.

If you want to change that, you should keep it simple.

Show her how to cook eggs.

Good morning.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

Hey...

You're good at this stuff.

How can I post a picture anonymously?

-Who do you want to share it with? -As many as possible.

Around here.

Vanessa and I have an Insta where we post stuff anonymously.

Insta?

A gossip page for people in Hammarvik.

Let me know if you want me to post it.

Maybe. Thanks.

There's this thing at school tonight.

-Carl? Have you seen my keys? -They should be there somewhere.

No, they're not. Where did you put them?

I'm not responsible for your keys.

This always happens when you borrow the SUV.

I don't know where they are!

HAMMARVIK

-Shit, you scared me. -Sorry.

There's usually no one here.

It's good to see you.

-I heard you're covering for Östen. -Long time, no see.

Stephanie's confirmation, I think.

-What's it like to work with mom? -Louise is alright.

I read up on the case. What do we do now?

It seems Saman was involved with Minna the summer she disappeared.

-We have to talk to him. -Yes.

-Want to tag along? -Sure.

MOVING CRATE

-Hey. -Hi.

What's up?

We're opening a post office, so we need more space.

Saman is removing an exhibition. It's a bad idea, but he won't listen.

-Do you want a coffee? -No thanks.

-Where to? -Storage.

Hi. What can I do for you?

We have some questions about your relationship with Minna Koponen.

Okay.

No problem. I'll come with you right away.

-To the station? -Yes.

-Okay. -Saman, you're needed here.

-You can't leave. -It's just some formalities.

You and Minna were in a relationship, right?

Not exactly a relationship.

We were young, and everything was just a game.

Did she feel the same?

Do you think I was involved in her death?

We don't think anything.

But Minna was strangled, and you had a romantic relationship.

-I wasn't in love with her. -Did you have sex?

Yes.

She was my first.

The problem is that Felicia thinks she's...

That she was your first?

I met both of them that summer.

I was flattered by all the attention.

In many ways they were complete opposites.

Minna was... Minna was wild.

One day she barely looked at me.

The next day she would throw herself around my neck.

I never knew where I had her.

When was the last time you saw her?

We had a special place out by the cliffs.

We met there one last time.

She said she would come back that evening,

and that we would...

We would run away together.

It was exciting, of course.

But I didn't really believe her.

And I was right. She never showed up.

You sat there and waited.

Weren't you angry when she didn't show?

No.

Deep down I was quite relieved.

What are you doing?

-Where you at Johanna's yesterday? -Yes.

She had a water leak in her kitchen.

-Why didn't you say anything? -I'm sure I did.

No.

I had a thought. You don't have Zumba tonight, right?

Can't we do something? Just the two of us?

Nessa and Elvis have invited us to dinner.

Fuck, I completely forgot.

They have something they want to discuss.

I bet Elvis wants to borrow money for a wreck he has already bought.

Or maybe Nessa wants us to pay for lip fillers.

-Stop it. -It wouldn't be the first time.

Can't you dry yourself properly? This is soaking wet.

I'll do it. Give it to me, and I'll do it.

Where's Nettan?

Sick leave. Probably an ingrown nail.

It's several days since I asked her for Madelene's car theft report.

It's in a folder in the evidence room.

Whoever gave Nettan the task of digitizing everything...

Let' see...

Just leave them here. We'll put them in the basement later.

Are those from Madelene's car?

There's no need. The case is closed.

You can help me gather some materials later.

What do you mean? We've only just begun.

Do we know for certain that Madelene murdered Minna?

No.

Do we have enough evidence to find the perpetrator? No.

I'm the prosecutor here.

I have to prioritize crimes that we can actually solve.

By the way, Östen had several reports he wasn't able to finish.

I want you to take care of them.

This is insane.

Let's get to it, then.

BEFORE THE REGATTA!

THE SUMMER FAIR 2000!

-I can't believe I said yes. -To what?

To sing at the stupid spring concert.

No.

-Are you kidding me? -No, I can't.

I have the dinner.

Elvis and I are going to tell our parents about the baby.

I knew something would come up.

-I'm sorry. Really, Stephanie. -It's fine. I'll bring someone else.

-Who? -School is starting.

Fuck.

It's happening. Finally, a post office.

Saman.

We need to talk.

What are you doing?

We have to share the news about the post office.

We can't just remove an exhibition without approval.

People will be mad.

Don't worry. Nobody cares about this old stuff.

-Don't tell me how to feel, okay? -Honey...

Hey...

Don't you think I know you lied to me this morning?

No, no, no.

Don't bother.

We've been together for 20 years.

-Honey, you know I love you. -I know you slept with her.

I also know you had nothing to do with the murder.

But the fact that you don't trust my judgment...

That hurts so fucking much.

I know how things are done around here.

I'm sorry.

I found them in the evidence room.

-What the hell, Johanna? -Are you worried mom will be mad?

What's this?

Kristine... M...

M... Madelene... Here.

-Sarg... Sar... -It's Östen's handwriting.

I have to go.

What about the reports?

What the hell?

Östen.

Hi.

Hey... This is great.

This can't be legal, right?

What do you mean?

The Viking exhibit is listed. They can't just move it.

-Send it to me. I'll look into it. -Okay.

Okay.

-Could you help me with something? -Sure.

You received Madelene's car theft report in 2000.

Yes, she left her car in the square during the Viking festival.

She claimed she drank too much and couldn't drive home.

Did she have any idea who might have stolen it?

Everything is clearly stated in the report. Just read it.

You have it right there.

A gang of greasers were lurking around her car.

The car was really nice. Do you remember it?

It was nice.

-And it was never seen again? -No.

So most likely,

the car and Minna...

went into the sea that same night.

That's a reasonable assumption.

Was she able to give a description of the greasers?

They were in their twenties. Three or four guys.

Caps, snus tobacco, sagging pants.

Sagging?

So you could see the crack.

Thanks.

I hope you can take care of the Viking exhibition.

Yeah.

Good.

There you go.

Sit right here and relax.

You're a princess.

Elvis will take care of you until the baby is born.

I'm so happy about this.

Thank you.

-Shout if you need anything. -Yes.

Will do.

What?

You're so damn beautiful.

Will you be as beautiful as your mother?

It's the size of a rice grain and has no ears.

I found a car.

I won't put my child in some old wreck.

No, you won't.

I'll fix it up, of course. It will be as good as new.

Come here.

That's nice.

Okay. Fifth week of pregnancy.

You can't post that.

Why not?

We haven't even told your parents.

We'll tell them tonight.

And they don't follow me.

Sure, but... you don't have to tell the whole world.

You need kids to get followers these days.

So what?

I thought we were cute.

Aren't you at school?

No, we finished early.

Mom?

-Do you have plans tonight? -What?

I have to work late.

FROM: CARL HOW ABOUT A CUP OF TEA?

Where are the reports?

-Something came up. -Something?

Here. I wanted to double-check some things.

Don't pull me into your bullshit. I won't risk my job for you.

FROM: CARL YOUR PLACE AT 5 PM?

-Are you working here now? -Today I am.

I replaced some washers and helped Saman move the exhibit.

Can I order coffee from you, then?

Felicia is out back, so you can just grab a cup and pay later.

-Is she fine with that? -She knows where you live.

I'll take it with me. Do you have any takeaway mugs?

"Islets and Reefs Sailing Society."

Here.

Are they still active?

Of course. I think every kid in town has won that.

I think Leyla won it last year, so Felicia is really pleased.

The first name is from 2001.

Do you know what happened to the previous one?

-No idea. -Do you know who won that year?

-Someone from Stockholm. -And the name?

No idea.

You can't let it go, can you?

You don't think Madelene murdered her.

It feels like we're missing something.

I know.

I nearly went mad from not knowing.

But finally I accepted that I would never get an answer.

Hey...

-What happened yesterday... -I'm sorry.

No, it's fine.

-Sorry it took so long. -That's fine.

Fuck! I forgot to turn on the oven!

Oh, honey... Don't worry. I'll do it.

Sorry.

Okay. What did you want to tell us?

-Here. -For me?

Honey...

Really?

WORLD'S BEST GRANDMA

Oh, honey! What a surprise!

Have you been to any check-ups?

I'll book you an appointment.

I don't want you to be my midwife.

No, I understand.

But I can make sure you get someone really good.

Do you know what week you're in?

Week five, I think. I took the test the other day.

Okay, so it's not too late to think things through.

Danne...

This is a big deal.

Where will you live, for example?

-Do you want to get rid of us? -No, not at all.

But you might want your own place when you start a family.

We'll find a house, then.

Okay.

Okay. You don't just find a house. You need a lot of money.

That's so fucking typical!

I've bought a car as well.

What the hell, Nessa! You're still just a kid yourself!

You have your whole life ahead of you!

Think through this!

-Congratulations, honey. -Thanks.

This car thing...

Yes?

We'll have to borrow some money for it, I think.

That's great.

That's agreed, then. Great. Speak to you tomorrow.

Thanks. Bye.

-Hi. -Hi.

-How are you? -Good.

What do you want?

You know what I want. I want to buy the house and then tear it down.

And I don't want to sell you my house. I've told you.

There's a slight drawback

when two houses are so close to each other.

You get a better view than you might like.

-What have you done? -Nothing.

I'm not that good with Instagram, but Stephanie has a page

followed by half of Hammarvik.

Take it easy.

If we can make a deal, nobody has to see it.

-Would you really go that far? -You've gone quite far yourself.

Didn't you think about how sad Pernilla would be?

Let me know tonight.

Really? A piece of shit car! He doesn't even have a license!

He can't even get one! He's 17!

So what? I was 18 when I got pregnant with Ruben!

That's not the same thing.

-Sure it is. -No.

Have you been unhappy with me? With our life?

-No! -Be honest.

We didn't have time for much else after we had kids.

What haven't you had time for?

You know.

Traveling. Seeing the world.

Is there nothing you wanted to do before we got Ruben?

No.

I love you and the kids more than anything,

and I have no regrets, but...

Vanessa isn't there yet. She can't even use the oven.

Listen to me.

You have been the world's best mother,

and you will be the world's best grandmother.

Jesus Christ. Grandmother.

Come here.

There.

Would grandma like some wine?

-We can feed the pigeons. -Stop it!

TO: CARL

I'LL SELL, DELETE THE PICTURES.

Did I forget our wedding anniversary again?

-Yes. -No!

No.

So what is it?

This will soon be ours.

You mean...

She has agreed to sell.

-Are you sure? -She will sign tomorrow.

How did you do this?

It doesn't matter. Everything is changing, Louise.

We'll get rid of the dump.

You'll get everything you want.

Everything.

Carl...

Have you been a naughty boy?

-You know what I do to naughty boys. -I know.

Oh my God. Can you grab that?

BOYCOTT BIRKAPASSAGEN! A SCANDAL IN OUR TOWN!

It's not gone. It has just been relocated.

So I can just go down into the basement and see it there?

You don't get to make those decisions by yourself.

You know what? I have all the permissions I need.

-Not mine. -Please, Östen.

If we did everything like we have always done,

we would live in the Viking Age!

Let's calm down.

Talk some sense into your husband.

-We can solve this. -There is a solution.

The exhibition is going back, and as to your store, Saman...

-Nobody will want to shop there. -Please!

-I'll make sure of it. -You know what?

You're the only one who will travel those 12 extra miles

because I moved a replica of Thor's hammer!

You see, Saman? What did I say?

Can we...?

Honey. What's going on?

Hi, Ewa. I think Christian is still in Finland.

You're the one I want to talk to.

Are you alone?

Yes, I'm alone here at the moment.

And you're sure no one is listening in?

-Yes. No worries. -Good.

Meet me in the harbor.

I have important information about Minna's murder.

-Can't we do it here at the station? -No.

What did she want?

I don't know.

Thanks.

You know this is a salvage yard?

I hope your car has wheels.

Thanks for coming with me. Really.

It's great.

-Where is it? -It's that one.

And... this one.

What do you mean?

I got a great price for the car because the exhaust system is broken.

I bought this one too.

It's a wreck, but it has a great exhaust system.

And that one, which has great upholstery. Red leather.

Not real leather, but...

What the hell? Did you buy three cars?

Since I'll do the work myself, it's cheaper than...

Yeah.

Let's start with this one.

Hi, everyone.

Elvis and I have just told our parents

that I'm pregnant.

It had its ups and downs.

On the one hand, it feels great that my mom is supportive.

On the other hand, I have a dad who is a complete moron.

I'll show you what I've bought for my baby.

It's hard to know what you should buy

when you don't know the gender, but I thought this one was adorable.

If it's a boy, you can style it with this one.

Have you seen Danne?

There you go.

Thank you.

You see?

I think this is rust.

Hey!

Damn it.

Fuck it! Fuck!

Get in!

-Hi. -Hi.

-Welcome. -Thank you.

-Are you ready? -Yes.

Do you know the step?

-How are you? -Good.

Hey...

I've had a cold, but nothing serious.

-Has something happened? -No, but...

Is it Danne? The kids?

I have to do the session. Call me later.

Okay.

Let's begin.

-How are you? Are you okay? -Yeah.

What the hell!

What the hell have you done? I didn't send you this.

What are you doing? I sent it to myself.

-How did you do that? -I airdropped it.

Do you realize what you've done?

I thought you'd be happy.

You idiot. Shit.

Three, four.

Hip, hip.

Okay, come on! Let's go!

-It was Stephanie. -I don't want to hear it.

It was Stephanie who posted it, not me.

It wasn't me. I promise. I didn't break our agreement.

Do you want more money for the house? We can discuss that.

If I ever sell this house, it won't be to you.

I get that you're angry. Just listen to me.

Give me the key. Give me your key.

Right now.

-Please, Johanna... -It's my house.

GO BACK TO STOCKHOLM, FUCKING SLUT

HOW CAN YOU BE A POLICE OFFICER?

YOU WHORE!

Subtitles: Aleksander Kerr www.plint.com