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Tom, long time, no see.
Can we talk? What happened?
You're broke? I thought Freddy was the one taking care of me.
Take a look at this stock, Pioneer could sell it.
I showed Tom everything.
You did what?
MUFFLED GUNSHOT
HEAVY BREATHING, SIRENS WAIL
PHONE RINGS
HE EXHALES
Eckhart.
Am I to understand that you can't even co-ordinate your employees
to turn up to their own disciplinary hearings?
He had other information.
Hmm.
HE BREATHES HEAVILY
HE GASPS FOR AIR
PHONE RINGS
ANSWERING MACHINE: You have reached Fredrik Kastrup,
please leave a message after the beep.
Well...?
Mrs Eckhart, it seems that your colleague
is exercising his right to silence.
No, I would like... Thank you, Mr Blixen.
You have tried our patience enough.
With what seems like a fairly straightforward case
of a blatant disregard for this company's code of ethics.
Soliciting clients without permission.
Making unapproved offers.
Including to RusOil.
A company so high up the blacklist,
if there were a colour darker than black,
then RusOil would have its own list.
Ignoring and then countermanding the direct and specific orders
of your line manager, Mrs Ekholm.
Hm? Do you deny any of this?
No.
And you do understand what it means as regards your contract?
Yes, I do.
Well, then.
This seems like an open and shut case.
The question is whether you understand what it means.
I'm sorry?
I said the question is... I'm not deaf, Blixen.
Elaborate.
I've been putting together a deal that, if it were to come off,
would give us a commission greater than
the next three-quarters' profit projections,
for not just my department, but for the entire company.
The deal is risky, yes. Complex.
Rebecka knew nothing about it, to protect the company.
If it went wrong, I'm expendable,
as I think this meeting proves.
Still, I made the judgment that the reward validated the risk.
RusOil is out of play.
The Deputy Minister for Finance made that extremely explicit...
As I said, I take full responsibility.
I was under the clearly false impression
that we were interested in reforming and improving
the business culture in Russia.
Rather than simply scavenging off its carcass.
Give us a moment, please. Of course.
You too.
SHE LAUGHS
Please.
Take a seat, Blixen.
I don't understand... Just listen, Eckhart, all will become clear.
Ekholm.
The code of ethics...
I'd be delighted to hear your take on the code of ethics.
Maybe you can e-mail them to my secretary.
In the meantime, Blixen's deal goes ahead.
On condition it is so fucking clean I can eat my breakfast off it.
Eckhart, you're in charge. Understand?
Blixen, you're in place.
Therefore, you have to bring it in. Yes.
But for the love of God, learn to do what you are told.
There are plenty of cowboys in this town already.
We work for the sheriff.
Yes, sir.
That's all. You'll present to us again in a fortnight.
MUSIC: Moscow Nights by Vladimir Troshin
What's going on? I don't know where Ksenia is...
What do you mean?
It probably was just a neighbour.
I have to go, I'm late for the meeting.
I'll deal with it.
MUFFLED SHOUTING
MUFFLED GUNSHOT
Mm.
Yes? Martha, find out if Elian Baranov is married,
and if not, who would inherit. OK? OK, yeah.
Hey. Hey.
Where's Freddy? Client meetings. I'm sure he'll call.
Client meetings?
What's wrong? Just a shitty day.
You know, I just need to talk to Freddy.
There's nothing he knows that I don't. Apparently there is.
What? What did he tell you about Neftnik the other night?
Why all this nonsense about not selling?
I don't know.
He was adamant. We were fighting.
Look, you guys need the money and I need the deal.
We can all get what we want here,
but not without those shares certificates.
And what if Freddy refuses to sell?
What's the matter?
Just talk to him. I have to go.
But... Please, work it out.
Mr Blixen? Yes.
Can I help you? State Prosecutor Dmitri Skurov.
Um, may I come in for a minute?
Do you want something to drink?
You know, the selection is kind of limited, but...
Sometimes I wonder what it does to a man
looking down on the world all the time.
What is he doing?
Oh. Just routine in a murder case.
Murder case?
Just moved in? No, four years ago.
I see. Nordic minimalism.
Let me guess, you are a Scorpio.
No, Libra. There's nothing wrong with being a Scorpio.
Mr Skurov... Dmitri, please. Dmitri is fine.
No, no, no, Mr Skurov.
It's been a trying day for me and I...
I will come to the point, I see you are tired.
Do you know Elian Baranov?
By reputation, yeah. You haven't met him?
Socially, perhaps, once. You know, one loses track. Mm.
You weren't in his flat today, in the morning, at 8am? No.
It's just so that you're in his diary.
Better you than any other Blixens without doubt
working in a Moscow banking...
No, no, no. You're right. We had a meeting, but it was cancelled.
By whom? His office. Who exactly?
Who? Eh, I don't know. An assistant. No, no, no, no, no.
What were their exact words?
Oh, sorry, I can't remember. It was today in the morning.
Yeah, but I was half asleep, you know.
So it was in the morning? Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'm just taking notes.
I find myself forgetting these days...
..exactly what people have said. And of course, mm, excuse. May I?
Sorry, sorry about that.
And of course, it's easy to forget what's being said is opposite to
what really happened. But anyway, let's recap.
You had a meeting today scheduled for eight o'clock in the morning,
someone calls you when you are half asleep, let's say 7am, maybe?
Yeah, maybe. Oh, don't worry. We'll get the exact time
from your phone records.
But so they call and cancel without an explanation,
or with an explanation so vague that you don't even remember
few hours later?
Then Baranov is murdered in his flat
at around the time of your scheduled meeting.
It was all over the news.
Then I turn up at your flat investigating murder and ask you if
you've ever heard of Elian Baranov
and you say by reputation!
BEEPING
I'm really sorry, but I have to leave.
You have to leave? Would it be OK? Sure.
Libra, what was your meeting about anyway?
I can't say, client confidentiality.
Even dead clients?
I didn't say Baranov was my client. No, you didn't.
Certainly, you didn't.
I just - why would anyone want to kill him?
Sir, I believe that's your area.
We're in Moscow and he was super rich. Maybe that's a start.
That's really good advice, Mr Blixen.
Thank you very much. No worries.
I'll see you soon. Mm-hm.
RUSTLING
PHONE RINGS
Fredrik? He's in Sweden.
Sweden? Why? I don't know.
But he texted me, he didn't mention it. D-do you know when he's back?
Tomorrow. Can you come over?
Uh, are, are you OK?
I don't know. I'm jumpy.
Of course, I'll get a cab. Yeah.
Thank you. No, bye.
They must be somewhere.
SHE SIGHS They are not.
Freddy may not be the best businessman, but he is organised.
What's in Sweden? I don't know.
Look, I need the shares certificates signed by him
the moment he gets back.
You said you would handle it.
Maybe I can't.
Olga, you have to. It's not just about the house any more.
Are you OK? Mm.
There was this box of chocolates.
Ksenia brought them into the house the other morning,
said a man gave them to her.
Who? I don't know.
Freddy took them. It felt odd.
If you want to, I'll stay for the night.
I'm fine.
OK.
Go home and rest, you look like you need it.
Mrs Ekholm, it's a pleasure to meet you.
Coffee? Yes, please. I'm fine.
Please.
Your assignment to Pioneer.
For our sector, you'll be half in both the share purchase
and the eventual merger between Neftnik and RusOil.
If you'll excuse my vulgarity,
all this is just the foreplay.
You have Baranov's and Kastrup's shares in hand, right?
I'd like to see them.
Mr Romanov, I have no idea who you usually deal with,
but Pioneer is not in the habit of making promises it can't keep.
Mr Blixen, you made quite a pitch
last time you were here in this room.
Now you will have to deliver.
A minority share is a waste of our time.
And we value our time highly. Of course.
Gusev? We're seeing him tomorrow.
From our initial conversations, we don't anticipate any problems.
I must impress something upon you both.
For a company like RusOil to merge with Neftnik
will look like insanity to the most of the world.
Briefly, maybe. If the news of the merger were to break out
before everything is aligned,
the reaction would have very serious consequences indeed.
For us and for whoever was responsible for the leak.
Do you understand?
This is what we do, Mr Romanov.
I hope your professionalism will infect Mr Gusev tomorrow.
Mr Kastrup is a friend of yours?
Yes. Where is he?
In Moscow, he lives here.
Good, then we're all done here.
R two to D two.
We need to talk.
Everything relevant has been discussed.
The situation has changed.
We understand the power of nostalgia,
and we feel, on balance, that our previous offer
wasn't sentimental enough.
I'm not interested, at any price.
Hm?
That's exactly what Elian Baranov said.
Are you threatening me, boy?
No, I'm trying to make you a lot of money, Mr Gusev,
despite your best efforts, it seems.
And I'm also observing that Mr Baranov was a Neftnik shareholder
and also reluctant to sell.
And while he was making his mind up,
we all know what happened.
So you think you can come here
and tell Russians how to conduct our business?
Numbers are a language we all speak, Mr Gusev.
This is our revised offer.
It expires at 6pm this evening,
at which point, the offer returns to market value.
Which is junk.
Take a look at it.
DISTANT SINGING
Ooh, ooh! KISSING, WHISTLING
HE GASPS Ooh!
HE INHALES
HE EXHALES
So you're the boss around here? Yes.
Fire him.
I've been trying.
What do you want? You have to sign this.
It's the number of the account for the cash transfer,
and once the transfer is done,
you'll sign the certificates and we can all go home.
Who's buying? I'd like to know my enemies.
This is not our first day in business.
HE GRUNTS
Yes, it's Rebecka Ekholm.
I need to arrange a wire.
Instant. I'm sending the account details down.
HE HUMS
Thank you.
Any plans for the weekend?
Travel, I think. Not a bad idea.
I hope you understand what you are dealing with.
This is what we do.
If anyone hears I've been in this room...
It won't be from us.
Thank you.
DOOR OPENS
Already signed it.
Slick operation we have here. Thank you.
HE EXCLAIMS, LAUGHS
SHE LAUGHS
ROCK MUSIC PLAYS
Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
HE SHOUTS IN RUSSIAN
Ah.
MUSIC: Bette Davis Eyes by Kim Carnes
♪ Her hair is Harlow gold
♪ Her lips are sweet surprise
♪ Her hands are never cold
♪ She's got Bette Davis eyes
♪ She'll turn the music on you
♪ You won't have to think twice
♪ She's pure as New York snow
♪ She got Bette Davis eyes
♪ And she'll tease you
♪ She'll unease you
♪ All the better just to please you
♪ She's precocious
♪ And she knows just what it takes to make a pro blush
♪ She got Greta Garbo's standoff sighs
♪ She's got Bette Davis eyes... ♪
DOOR SLAMS
HE GASPS, SHE EXHALES
Jesus, fuck, Freddy!
What the fuck are you doing? I could ask you the same.
Is that a gun?
Fuck...
I should have told you.
All I want to know is how much trouble we are in.
We'll be fine.
You keep saying that, Fredrik,
and every day, it looks less and less fine.
Strange men talking to Ksenia.
I told you, that was a neighbour.
How do you know?
Look, whatever it is...
..Tom says this deal is going to be big.
Freddy, we can do this.
I'll be back. Where are you going?
I'll be back, OK?
KNOCKS ON DOOR
HE GROANS, THEY LAUGH
HE WHISTLES, THEY LAUGH
DOOR CLOSES
PHONE RINGS
Hello?
I've been calling. Yeah, I was asleep.
Oops.
I can't talk anyone about our deal, yeah? No.
But you, you already know,
so I can talk with you.
Yeah, I suppose so.
Although there are things you do not know that perhaps you should know.
Such as?
Who killed Baranov. It wasn't me, by the way.
Who, then?
The phones in Russia can't keep the secrets, Tom.
Ye-yeah. You want me to come there?
We'll leave for airport in the morning.
It is morning. Don't be one of these boring sweets talker.
HE SHOUTS, THEY LAUGH
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