All language subtitles for We Got This S01E03

BASED ON ACTUAL SPECULATIONS

Darling, it's time.

Doc said your daddy won't make it
to the end of the week.

All the money in the world
won't make a difference now.

Hey, George!

Hey! George!

-Yeah, what?
-What's with the cat?

Oh, I just. want to give him
a chance to say goodbye.

Let us begin.

So.

Any idea
what got the cat lady killed?

Please, this is a funeral.

Would you show some respect?

I think she's right, man, I mean,
this isn't the time or the place.

What do you mean?
The place couldn't be better.

I think, deep inside,
Margareta would have agreed with me.

Excuse me.

You guys didn't even know her.

No.

What the hell
are you even doing here?

Are you some kind of group now?

-Oh yeah, absolutely.
-No.

-No, we're not.
-Of course, we are. What?

-What do you mean, "no"?
-No.

I always work alone. Always.

Don't you see how dangerous this is?

Okay, look, listen to me.

None of that matters, okay?

That shit is gonna have to take
a backseat.

Because this. this is fate.

All of it.

Think about it. This cat,
that lady, Olof Palme, of course.

It's brought us all together.

And like it or not,
we're the only ones who can decide

at this point.

Did Margareta Norlin's life
mean anything at all?

Or are we just gonna say
she died in vain?

Is that what we're doing here?

Yes, perhaps you're right.

Plus, think about it.

Fifty million, split it five ways,

that's still ten million apiece.
I'm cool with that.

Isn't that right, Rio?

What are you reading?

Dostoyevsky?

I'm trying to understand
Raskolnikov's idea

about there being
two kinds of people:

The ordinary,
and those meant for greatness.

-Which kind was he?
-Greatness, of course.

He says reaching your true potential
outweighs following laws.

Maybe he's right.
That's how I'd like to live.

Raskolnikov was a murderer,
and a megalomaniac.

Then there's not much
to think about.

Or what are you trying to understand?

My husband.

He wants to pay his debts
by solving the Palme case.

That's not megalomania,
that's just maniacal.

Okay. You have a mystery
wrapped in an enigma,

sprinkled with a conundrum
and marinated in a total clusterfuck.

Right?

One way to solve it:
take it apart. Yeah?

Turn it inside out.
Try to solve one of the enigmas

inside of the bigger mystery,
put it all back together

and see if it sheds light
on the clusterfuck.

You follow me?

No. Okay, look.

Victor Gunnarsson,

Christer Pettersson,
Carl-Fredrik Algernon,

Margareta Norlin.
Look 'em up, okay?

-Oh, hey.
-Hi.

Sorry to interrupt.
I'm just here to listen.

Cool.

Continue.

Uh. right, yes.

Uh. right, where was I?
Yes. uh.

this is just a partial list

of the people
who have either died mysteriously

or have experienced
some form of intimidation

because of something
that they may or may not have known

about this case. Okay?

If you could understand
even one of these cases,

alright, and I mean, if you
could understand the what, the who

and the why, I mean.

Yeah, I mean,

you know, you could.

crack the Palme case wide open.

I mean, you know.

theoretically speaking, of course.

Any questions?

-A kill list?
-Look.

I get it, sorry, but I really feel
like I have their attention.

It's not how we do things here.

These kids knew nothing about Palme
before I showed up here.

That is the real disaster
in my opinion.

I heard about
your experiment in the schoolyard.

We've received calls
from concerned parents.

Really? The people who should teach
their children about Olof Palme?

I am afraid
I have to give you a warning.

Fine, whatever.

New day. New data.

Journalism for a new era.

Five Facebook updates per day.
Ten tweets.

Three articles, 200 words each.
Ready within an hour.

I don't feel well.

-Alex.
-Yes?

Where do you see yourself
in five minutes?

I don't know.

I see myself by the coffee machine.
No, the toilet.

In five minutes
you could get hit by a bus.

Stabbed on the subway.

The building could explode. Boom!

We can only hope.

You wanted to write something?

Yes.

I have this. friend.

He's interested in the Palme case.

Very interested.

-That's not really on the list.
-Fine. How do I get it on the list?

-A podcast, maybe.
-A podcast?

Yeah, murder podcasts are huge now.
Although, not really my thing.

Chapter 4. No one remembers a coward.

In today's exercise,
we will focus on taking initiatives.

It's about body and mind,
and courage is the key.

Through three simple exercises,

you will find the courage to act
based on your own convictions,

and strengthen your self-confidence,
which was sorely lacking.

-What?
-I retrieved the phone.

-Cleaning it now.
-Good.

-Anything else?
-Try to dig up more on the American.

See what he's up to.

Lean on him if you have to.

Copy that.

Breathe, focus. Breathe, act.

Breathe, meditate.

Breathe, synchronize.

Breathe, socialize.

Anna.

Hi.

You questioned an American
not long ago.

Do you have the transcripts?

Yeah, but who are you?

Bosse Dahlin.

I'm making a report
with Josef Hallgren.

Okay.

There is a transcript.

But the American
was just returning the lady's cat.

Wrong place, wrong time.

Nothing odd about him?

I didn't say that.

Nothing criminal. But he does have
a pretty major tax debt.

Tax debts?

Really?

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Jimmy Björk.

Hi, Jimmy.

I'm calling

about a George.

English? Okay.

I'll look him up and get back to you.

TAX ENFORCEMENT AUTHORITY

Do you realize
that the Swedish school system

is teaching these kids

basically nothing
about the Palme assassination?

Swedish schools teach nothing
about the Palme murder.

There is a darkness in George's eyes.

He turns his head away,
and for a brief moment,

it's like this whole shit storm that
has plagued his life for months is.

-Dude, what are you doing?
-Just, wait.

He is a dreamer.

And. talk.

What the hell are you doing?

-Speak into the.
-What?

What is this?

It's a podcast.

The paper's going digital first.

What the hell does that mean?

Well, it means
that if I can't find a way to coexist

with my fucking
multi-platform content generation.

distribution network, then
I've gotta find myself a new job.

Is that the name
of newspapers today?

Yeah.

-Can I say whatever I want?
-In the. yeah.

-Yeah, counting on it.
-And people will listen?

Dude, some of these podcasts

get over a million downloads
as per episode.

So, what? It's just me,
talking about the case?

Yeah, man, it's you talking,
me narrating your way into madness.

I may need to interview
several mental health specialists,

get them to comment the state
of your mental stability, you know.

Yeah. Way ahead of you on that one.

Sofia wants me to see a therapist.

I thought telling her the tax thing
was going to be a big deal,

but when we started talking
about the Palme stuff.

she thinks I suffer
from delusions of grandeur.

Do you think that maybe
she has a point?

'Cause, I mean, you could
just quit. You could walk away.

But that's the thing. I can't get
this cat lady out of my head.

She obviously
knew something, right?

Otherwise,
why bother killing her at all?

Eva and Margareta,
they knew each other,

we should be talking to Eva.
If I knew what she knew,

it could be a shortcut
to the finish line.

Finish line of the case,
or of your life?

Oh my god. Are you kidding me?
The podcast is gonna be like this?

You tell me.

You know what?
Beer is not doing the trick, okay?

So, I'm gonna go to the bar
and get us a couple of whiskeys,

before I shoot myself
in the face. Okay?

I like that. That's good.
I'm gonna use that.

That's good. Make a mark.

George heads to the bar
in search of Scottish firewater.

He has much to forget
and more to forgive.

That's good.

PUB DISET

We know several men were seen
with walkie-talkies around Sveavägen.

We also know
that witnesses were bribed

and changed their statements,
and lied under oath, so please,

let's dismiss the theory
that the killer was a lone maniac.

What we're dealing with here is

nothing less than a conspiracy
of international proportions.

Questions? No? Good.

Here we have the key witness,
Lars Jeppsson, who can confirm.

What am I doing?

You're explaining, of course.

-Of course.
-Of course.

-What are you doing here?
-Look.

Alright, here's the deal.
If we're doing this,

we've got to do this right, okay?

We need a headquarters.

Eva's place is too small, his place
has too many "nice things" in it,

and I got a daughter and
a pretty pissed-off wife at mine,

so I'm thinking. you're single.

Why would you say that?

-Am I wrong?
-It's by choice.

-The plot thickens.
-Stop that.

Dude, focus.

-I am focused.
-We need someplace safe, secure.

Off the beaten path.

I gotta imagine
you got something like that going on.

We're not going to my place.

Wait a minute.
You are out of your goddamned minds.

You don't care
about what happened to Margareta.

-I'm leaving.
-Yeah, but.

Follow me.

-Is this really necessary?
-Yes, it is really necessary.

Do you know how hard it is

to have your address
removed from Google Maps?

Only I should know where I live.

-Björn, I can't breathe!
-Open wide.

Let's go.

Hi, is your mom or dad home?

No. Who are you?

My name is Jimmy Björk,
I'm from the Enforcement Authority.

I need to speak to your parents.

There's no one home.

No? Is it alright if I wait?

-Inside?
-Yes, please. Thank you. Hi.

Yeah.

Here we go.

Alright, here we go.

-I feel carsick.
-That's great.

Here we go, stand here, as a unit.

-Are we here? Jesus.
-Indeed we are.

Let me close that.

This is Segeltorp.
My parents used to live there.

Were you told to remove the bag?

No, that's right!

This isn't Segeltorp.

-Did they build some new houses?
-I told you, we're not there.

There.

Now we can remove our bags.

Off with it.

This is Sveavägen.

Nope.

It's Sveavägen on February 28, 1986
at around 11:05 pm.

Wow.

Dude, this. is really impressive.

You think so?

Did you build this?

No touching. Yes, I built this.

Hey. Who is this guy over here?

Stop touching my things, okay?

-Okay?
-Okay.

Tell us why Margareta Norlin
was killed.

-Ronny Swärdhammar.
-What?

Swordhammer?

-Are you kidding me?
-Sadly not.

No, stop that. Stop it! Don't touch!
Leave it the fuck alone!

If I have been very unclear,

you can just ask me, "were we or were
we not allowed to touch?", No!

you were not! Now calm down!

Hello.

There's somebody in there.

Hi?

Yes, hello. Sofia, I presume?

Yes. Who are you?

Jimmy Björk is my name.
I'm from the Enforcement Authority.

Are you here about the debt?
We were given a deferment.

Unfortunately, that's been revoked.

I am here to estimate
the value of your belongings.

Why?

To offset your debt, of course.

Nice cat.

Is it expensive?

Ronny Swärdhammar
was in the first Palme Group.

But he hated Hans Holmér
and the Baseball League.

He made copies of every document
before he quit

as backup, in case
something happened to him.

It didn't work.
He died two months later.

-Natural causes.
-What's his connection to Margareta?

Well, Margareta
had visited his widow, Karin,

-and she'd learned something there.
-What?

I think she knew
where to find police car 21.

-For real?
-Yes.

I assume that's important.

Yes, it's one of the big mysteries
in the greater mystery.

-So where did this car wind up?
-She wouldn't tell me over the phone.

And you all know what happened next.

You know what?
This is what we're gonna do.

Alex, you take Björn
to the newspaper house.

Eva, you and me, we're gonna go pay
this widow Swordhammer a visit.

-Are you sure?
-Yeah, I'm very sure.

It's very dark in there.

WELCOME

Mrs. Swärdhammar?

Lennart?

Mrs Swordhammer, my name
is not Lennart, my name is George.

How fun.

Have some candy.

-Have a taste.
-Thanks.

It's been so long.

I barely recognized you. You look
like a little gnome with that beard.

Look.

Do you remember?

What a lovely team.

Ronny said you could've been
our best bandy player in Sweden.

If you'd laid off the drugs.

-I hope you don't do that anymore.
-Oh, no.

-He doesn't do drugs anymore.
-No.

No.

I guess you have

your lovely wife to thank for that.

-No. We're not.
-Oh yeah. Absolutely.

She is the best wife
in the entire world.

You are so cute together.

Ronny always said mature women
got your blood pumping, Lennart.

"Blood pumping."

Okay.

Mrs Swordhammer, we came here

because I really want to ask you
about Ronny and his work that he did

with the Palme Group.

Now you're speaking very strangely,
Lennart.

He's speaking English.

But he would like to know more
about Ronny

and the Palme Group, and his relation
to Hans Holmér, and so on.

They didn't like each other at all.

He said Hans was dumber
than a bag of ice skates.

And that he would never
solve Palme's murder.

That's why Ronny kept his case files
out in the garage.

Out.

-You mean the garage outside?
-Yes. His old bandy things are there.

I was thinking of throwing them away.

Or maybe you want to take care of it?
Or maybe you could, Lennart?

-It'd be a shame to throw it away.
-Yeah, I'll take care of it.

Can we grab the things right now?

-Is it open?
-Yes, it's open. Fantastic!

You say you have a secret archive

with files on people
that give you tips?

If they're worth keeping.

-Any files on me?
-Did you call?

-You mean that doppelganger thing?
-He gave us a tip?

No. The doppelganger
died in the bunker.

Hitler was transferred

to a military base 200 meters
under the Antarctic ice,

where they may or may not have had
close encounters with aliens.

You'd know this
if you had the balls to print it.

There's definitely a file on you.

-Then you're aware he's alive?
-Drop it. Hitler is dead.

Not if he had access
to alien technology

that allows the body to never age.
You know about transhumans?

So your theory is that Hitler
is a 120-year-old transhuman?

Yes and no, as he's still as vigorous
as the 56-year-old Führer.

Oh, really? Wait here.
Don't talk to anyone.

Hi, what's your name?

Leif.

-Hi, Leif. My name is Björn.
-Hi.

Do you have the keys
to the little archive?

-No.
-No?

Johan took the keys.

He claims the whole room
has been digitized now.

Ask Veronica. I don't know.

Right.

-What are we looking for?
-A key.

Veronica.

Veronica.

Veronica!

I heard you the first time.
What do you need?

Do you have the keys
to the little archive?

No.

No? Okay. Let's go.

-Is it being digitized?
-I don't know.

Is this for your ghost rockets?

-Ghost rockets?
-Quiet. No.

Have you seen Johan?

No. As you can see,
I'm a little busy.

Okay, well.

-Thanks for your help.
-You, too.

-You only have one key?
-One key, and Johan has it.

"Listen, Alex, it ain't
no fucking playground down there."

That's my impression of him.

-I see. Ghost rockets, huh?
-Forget about that.

-I knew it.
-What?

-We belong to the same tree.
-Enough. You're a fallen fruit.

-Me? No.
-Yeah.

You're like a fruit
that's been grafted to my tree.

But I appreciate it and I like it.

Right?

Why do we care
about this police car 21, is it?

There's something odd about that car,

because the police logs claim it was
parked at the time of the murder.

But several witnesses saw it just
before the shooting in other places.

The most interesting witness

chased the shooter
on David Bagares Gata,

and nearly ran into this police car.

It stopped the witness,
but not the shooter.

Wait a minute. Are you telling me
the killer ran right past the car?

I don't have evidence for this.
Some people say so.

-Holy shit.
-You find something?

Look at this, George.

Invoices. See what it says?

Walkie-talkies, and.

Look at this, weapons.

Look.

Okay, just pack the whole thing up,
come on. Let's go.

Come on, watch your step.

Hey babe, you home?

Hey, guess what. You're never
gonna believe what we just found.

-What happened?
-We're fucked, that's what happened.

What the hell is this?

This is not a funny paper.

-Yeah, I figured that much.
-So, no phone call?

No letter?

No calls? No warning?
They just showed up?

No, dude. I got nothing.

This is not normal.

Abnormal.

I haven't seen a paper like this
since the Toblerone affair.

Yeah, I. listen.
I understand that,

but can you just
tell me why is this happening?

Okay?

I don't know, George.

Have you pissed someone off lately?

Have you pissed on someone lately?

Huh?

Yeah, hi.

I need to speak to the head
of the Palme Group, like now.

Okay, the Palme Group. Have you.

-Do you have an appointment?
-No. No, I don't.

-Okay.
-But.

I'm sure somebody who works here

is trying to fuck with my life,
and I need to find out who it is.

-Your wife?
-Not my wife, my life!

-Do you understand me?
-Okay, sorry.

Calm down, or you will have to leave.

Not until I talk to the head
of the Palme investigation,

so you can pick up the phone,
dial the number

and get him to come, 'cause
we're gonna have a little chat.

You understand me? Wait.

Come on.
I'm just trying to file a complaint.

Come on! Give me a break.

-Please, dude!
-Wait. George?

Let him go.

You sure?

He's harmless. There, come with me.

Thanks.

I don't even know what's going on.
I was to have six months

to solve this problem,
and suddenly,

this dude comes to my house
unannounced! It's fucking suspicious.

Relax.

Take it easy

and tell me nice and easy
what's going on, so I can follow.

Okay. It's like this.

Since I started looking closely
into that crazy old cat lady's death,

weird shit has been happening
to me, okay?

I'm not a hundred percent sure why,
but I'm almost certain

that somebody who works here
is trying to fuck with me.

Margareta Norlin's death

is not your concern. It's mine.

-Listen.
-No!

You listen. Margareta Norlin
did not commit suicide, okay?

She was murdered, and she was
because she knew something

that somebody
didn't want her to know.

Can you prove that?

No, but. I can tell you

that ever since
I fell into this thing.

this asshole
has followed me all over town.

Handcuffed me to a fucking tree.
Is that even legal?

Depends on the circumstances.

I don't know what was up,
he didn't read me my rights,

didn't bring me here,
he left me there.

Bosse Dahlin.

He asked about you the other day.

Wait.

So. so he is a cop?

Yes, you know what?
You can ask him yourself. Wait there.

Has anyone seen Bosse Dahlin,
who used to sit in there?

No.

Has anyone seen Bosse Dahlin?

-Who?
-Bosse.

-He was on the Norlin case with you.
-I never worked on her case.

There's no Bosse Dahlin working here.

Fuck.

POLICE

God-damn.

TRANSACTION REPORT

Here's something.

What?

A transaction report
from the police finance department

to the "MA Automotive" scrapyard.

-MA Automotive?
-What does this mean?

They sell old patrol cars
to the scrapyard.

Nothing strange about that.

Yes. But look at the date.

-March 4, 1986.
-Four days after the murder.

Let me see that.

Where is MA Automotive located?

Gothenburg.

-That means "Gothenburg".
-I know.

What did one cannibal say
to the other? "Are you any good?"

Okay, guys.

Go home, pack a bag,
grab some snacks, alright?

Dust off your best mixtapes,

'cause we're taking a road trip.

We're going to Gothenburg.
Let's go.

How many Germans live in Gothenburg?

Görmany.

You guys have no sense of humor.

The fact that you don't feel
like this is getting out of hand

makes me seriously worried
about your state of mind.

Yeah, well, I'm not crazy, alright?

You actually think you can solve
the murder of Olof Palme, George?

Yeah, well, if that makes me crazy,

then so be it.

Alright? Listen,
I'm not chasing a ghost here, okay?

We found something, something real.
I don't know what it is,

but I'm getting ready to find out.

This "something" that you've found,

is it the same "something"
that got the cat lady killed?

I don't know. Maybe.

Fuck, I.

probably.

But you're fine.

And your wife and daughter will be
just fine without you. Is that it?

-Babe. don't do this, come on.
-I'm serious, George.

So am I, alright?

And I'm. I'm sorry,

but I've gotta go.

I love you.

Fuck.

Repeat after me.

I am a strong and brave person.

I am a strong and brave person.

-Social. Positive.
-Social. Positive.

-Capable of making decisions.
-Capable of making decisions.

Even if it sometimes
feels unpleasant.

I am a strong and brave person.

Social.

Positive.

Capable of making decisions.

Even if it sometimes
feels unpleasant.

Jesus, whose playlist is this?

Mine.
She's got some lungs on her, no?

Sounds like she's dying.

She's grieving for Prince Lucius,

her lover, who was impaled
in a battle by the Arabs.

I don't understand a word.

It's Italian.

-Do you speak Italian, Björn?
-No.

Then how do you know
what she's saying?

Maybe she's happy
about her husband's death.

Yes, or maybe she's a self-harmer.

Okay, no. She's definitely dying.
I can't listen to this.

There, that's better.

Bluegrass. How original.

Real music.

Wow.

This place is legitimately creepy.

Look.

Maybe
this wasn't such a great idea.

Translate.
What the hell does that say?

It says, uh, "look but don't touch,
cars are booby-trapped,

you're a long way from home,
nobody can hear you scream."

What? It doesn't say that at all.

"Steal at your own risk."

It says at the bottom,
but it's just there to scare people.

Well, it's working. I'm scared.

Right, guys, stop talking
and let's get to work. Come on.

Yeah. This looks
like it's gonna take a while.

I assume that it's gotta be
a Volvo, right?

Yes, it's a police car. Right?

Here, come on.

What was that?

Be careful.
-Landmines.

-Isn't it getting a bit dark?
-And cold.

Well, we should try to be
more efficient, then.

True.

I think we're gonna need
to split up.

Eva, you come with me.
You two go that way.

-What, with him?
-Yeah, with him.

'Cause I could walk.

Fuck.

-What do you mean?
-Quiet.

Objectivity.

To a journalist,
it is of utmost importance, sacred.

The line between objectivity
and opinion can be faint.

Have I crossed that line?
Am I standing on the outside,

looking in, or have I become a part
of the story I'm trying to tell?

It's a question a serious journalist
needs to ask himself.

It's embarrassing how bad you are.

I'm going to edit it.

If you edit out the bad parts,

you'll have one word left.
The rest is pure crap.

1980-1989

Welcome back to the eighties.

-I'm sorry.
-Yeah.

Hey!

Hey, you guys!

Hey!

No way. Is that it?

-Yeah, look, 21.
-What? 21?

Inside looks empty.
I say we pop the trunk.

No wait. Calm down.

-What about booby traps?
-That was just to scare people.

Hey! Shh. Listen to me!

Hey. Do me a favor. Go stand
over there, just in case. Okay?

Yeah,
I guess I'm gonna stand over here.

-You goddamn bomb.
-Just go over there.

I told you so.

Oh shit!

What the hell?

-For fuck's sake.
-Everyone okay?

-Yeah.
-Yeah? Good?

Good? Yeah?

Jesus, what happened?

Is it safe?

Oh, wow.

I think we know
why the cat lady had to die.

But, what's.

-Oh my God.
-That's the real. we're in trouble.

Shit.

Go!

Come on!

Go! Come on!

Come on!

You're gonna make it!

Come on!

No.

Fuck.

-What?
We have a problem.

One that can't be handled
in the usual fashion?

I'm afraid not.

I'm on my way.

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