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I have never stopped believing...

that after every night, dawn awaits.

Even though I can't understand it...

there will be time for laughter

when I start over again.

HONOUR

Isabel, you're awesome for doing this.

We'll be with you the whole time.

-But nobody is forcing you... -They're trying to help you.

It's behind closed doors, so there will be few people there.

Let's start with how you came into contact.

I already said it all in the investigation.

The court must also hear exactly what he did to you.

Just do it. It will be fine, honey.

Then he got onto his knees.

And came on me.

There was a sharp sting in the wound on my throat.

I'm not casting aspersions on you, Isabel,

but how many times have you had sex with my client?

-Eight times, I think. -You think?

Eight times. I am sure.

Last year, the shareholder dividends were allocated

in a way that doesn't seem beneficial.

Because there are no benefits to marginalized young women.

Yes, the Heder subsidiary operations are to be financed according to...

It is clearly stated that Heder is not-for-profit.

We're just a little unsure of... We don't trust

Heder's financial planning.

If the board wants profit, you'll continue to sleep poorly.

The board will always have opinions on what you're doing, Karin.

We all know Heder has provided valuable goodwill for ten years.

But it's time for Heder to at least break even.

In the future, can we try to keep a civil tone?

You don't have to attack the old geezers all the time.

-But it's so nice to be stepped on. -We're all in the same boat.

Nothing to worry about. It's just shaving cream.

Lovely.

FUCKING WHORE

-I'm listening. -In the car. Home in ten.

I want to make the office meeting, so you need to hurry.

-What happened? -It's nothing.

-I'll hurry. -Drive safely. Bye.

I felt that the relationship...

was based on mutual friendship and respect.

You say friendship and respect?

Would you please look at these photos of Isabel's arms

and throat?

Yes, well, if there are marks, that's because...

we had that type of intercourse. That's what Isabel said she liked.

So you're saying that Isabel appreciated the type of intercourse

where you strangled and beat her, when you raped her?

-I was also bruised. -You were also bruised?

Isn't it the case that you were completely aware

that Isabel was 15 years old while these "meetings" took place?

-She said she was 18. -She's just turned 16.

-So, no problem, then. -No problem?

You see no problem with a 15-year-old girl

in tenth grade with a wallet containing 11,000 kronor,

strangulation marks on her neck, and a laptop she says you gave her?

I don't know anything about the money. The laptop was a present.

I bought it, wasn't happy with it, so I upgraded it.

And she got the old one.

How kind.

-In here! -Sorry, I couldn't get away.

-You'll have to be a teenager again. -What was that?

We need to do this fast, I have to go.

-Is that a challenge? -How fast did you run the 60 meters?

-Fastest in the class. -Can you do this in 60 seconds?

I have a job to do, I have to get going.

Okay, but don't expect to keep up. Sixty seconds?

Ready?

-No, damn it! They were sorted! -I'm focusing here, you can't just...

-Okay. -Ow! Fuck!

Wait. There.

Look at the clock. Damn it. There.

-When the minute switches, we go. -You are completely nuts!

-But I love you. -Me too. But now I'm nervous.

-Just go. -Check the clock...

-That's good! -Don't laugh!

"Mutual friendship and respect"? Is that what he said?

The press solved it. "How to avoid an assailant." We'll be out of a job.

As a side note, we could go around jogging paths with baseball bats.

-Stick to your spinach. -I want some too.

-Stop! Hello? -We're like little rabbits.

Tell him I called and have him get back to me.

Isabel must be made to understand how important her own story is.

-What about Colin's ex? -No documented sexual violence.

And how did Colin Lindy and Isabel get in touch? No one wants to say.

-Did you go through his history? -Yes, both computer and cell phone.

The worst thing I found was clips of PewDiePie.

-Oh, come on... -What?

-Damn. Sausage with the coffee. -Who is it?

-Sad-Dick? -No, we scared him off.

Elin sent him a screen grab with his wife's phone number on the foreskin.

-This looks like a new talent. -Without a foreskin.

-So disgusting. -How did he get that shot?

Okay, no worries.

-He's definitely a client. -Or he hunts cheerleaders.

-Yeah, definitely a buyer. -Hey, what did we decide to do?

-Here's the conference fucker. -Buyer safari? I'll stay.

Let's see if there's anyone else...

-Thailand, Thailand... -Boys.

Nonsense. He eyed my ass earlier. No way.

I've long felt that your ass is kind of masculine, Nour.

-Can I feel if it's bony? -Everyone feel it.

-Can we get Marre to talk, maybe? -She doesn't want to press charges.

-We can't push her any more. -Finding witnesses is hard.

If someone can get us a witness, it would be C.A.

-Janni, can you nag him a bit? -No. It's very sensitive.

-It used to be sensitive, right? -You have to take one for the team.

That's cool. We'll handle it. You can take it.

-Nagging sex! -Jinx!

-Jinx, age before beauty. -Old lady jinx.

Nagging jinx.

Elin?

-Shit. You really scared me. -Sorry.

-Ada has practice. -Now? Oh, shit!

-Hey, Elin? -Thank you.

Turn the volume down.

-It's not even that loud. -I can hear it from over here.

-I always have it this loud. -And I am telling you not to.

-What the hell are you doing? -Do you want to walk to practice?

Come on.

There... What the hell?

Deadline for Der Spiegel. The stress is getting to me.

-I imagine the Germans are rough. -Yes, ze Germanz are alwayz rough.

It's very zatisfying.

-"Strength, passion and justice"? -Yeah, I kind of went overboard.

-I think you're being too restrained. -If you get Colin Lindy convicted,

I'll give you a "Heder is the best in the world" article.

-"If"? -When you get him convicted.

So you don't think we will?

Isabel isn't doing much talking. We really need more witnesses.

I can't do that right now.

Will you focus? Or has the blood already disappeared from your brain?

We don't think this is about a single rape,

rather that there's a procurement operation.

-Why do you think that? -Because nothing fits.

Colin and Isabel's web histories are clean. No texts, no photos.

So I need your help.

-What? -Let's go in here.

-Are you bound by confidentiality? -Of course.

Well, here's the deal. I am working on something really big

with a lot of informants, at-risk girls.

-Maybe connected to our case? -Yes.

-Then you need to help Isabel. -I can't jeopardize it.

All hell will break loose when I publish this.

-I'll have to go underground. -Have you been threatened?

-What? Tell me what this is about. -No. I protect my sources.

Oh, God. Okay.

A sex scandal?

A national scandal.

I've missed you.

-I can't. Damn it. I can't. -Okay.

Good. Now in pairs, one mitt per couple.

-Could I ask you to hold a mitt? -Of course.

We are doing body kicks. So tilt it from side to side.

I want to do high side-kicks. Hold it in front of your face.

Fuck.

MATTEO ANOTHER TRY TONIGHT?

God damn it...

Food and tableware arrive tomorrow before noon.

-Where do we put it? -Put it in the fridge downstairs.

-Yes, but it's already full. -How is that possible?

The champagne. Priorities, Karin.

Put the appetizers in the fridge, and put the champagne on ice.

-Is there any room in your fridges? -On ice, I said.

-You're terrifying them. -What doesn't kill you...

-What did your lover boy say? -Nothing we can use today, anyway.

-What did you tell Matteo? -He doesn't need to know I was there.

I'm not hooking up with C.A. again. Stop it. Nothing happened. Okay?

-What do you say? -What?

-For us when we win in court. -Might as well open it now, then.

It's good to be the boss.

More coming tomorrow.

A woman who consents will not lie still.

I think that's what you... ...who consents will not...

It's because of all the brave young women who come forward

that we can continue the fight.

-Almost time for the verdict. -I'll be right there.

Pierre is here today. He has a mustache now.

-I want to quote a very... -That's my favorite clip.

A woman who consents will not lie still.

I think that's what you should take away from this.

-Thank you. -Nour Navidi, can we have a photo?

-Can we get a photo from the front? -We'll fix this.

-We will appeal. -We will get a conviction.

In the court of appeals.

"The court does not find sufficient evidence presented

to eliminate any reasonable doubt..."

I hope that damned reasonable doubt is put to death soon. Cheers.

No, we are absolutely not satisfied. We will file an appeal.

Do you see the court of appeals granting a different verdict?

-We wouldn't appeal otherwise. -On what grounds?

We will call in another person to support our case.

-Someone with more information. -So there are new witnesses?

No, but a person with years of experience in the field

who will present new facts which may be entirely decisive.

-What is it that you don't get? -You don't need to report Colin.

-Just tell us what he did to you. -Look, Mommy!

Yeah! Nice.

-But don't go head first next time. -Okay.

In order to get any kind of justice here,

we need your help. Nour?

-Nour! -Someone has to come forward...

I didn't buy sex from a teenager. I didn't rape anyone.

Yet I'm the one who's supposed to feel bad.

I have to focus on getting custody. There's a probation officer here.

Even if you get Colin Lindy, he has completely ruined that girl.

And what is his punishment? A year in jail?

You can't get any fucking justice. Not for us.

She's right, you know.

Take this.

I'm sorry, it wasn't... There's been a...

Here. I'm sorry.

Fuck. I'm sorry.

-At least he was still breathing. -But how are you?

I'm okay. I just feel like such an idiot.

-Call me if there's anything. -I will, I promise.

-Good. Goodbye. -Bye.

-Hi. -What's happened?

Nothing happened. Just a woman alone in the city.

We lost. Someone defaced my car. And that's two good days for Heder.

-You can't live like this. -That's how it is.

Every high-profile woman gets daily threats.

-They're just words. -Words are never just words.

Even God's word can turn believers into murderers.

Hallelujah.

Okay, I heard how it sounded, but you know what I mean.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

Close your eyes.

What the hell? Damn it!

Are you going to sleep now?

No, I'm getting up. I'm getting up right away.

-So get up. -I will.

I will. Stop it. I will get up! Stop it!

Stop. I will get up.

-Will I see you at the party? -Yes. I have been ordered to attend.

Good.

-Can't we just skip it? -And how would that look?

Open your mouth.

Damn, not again! I can't do it again.

When you rode the mechanical bull and threw up all over the audience.

-No one had clean clothes after that. -No.

Your relationships were screwed. Your finances terrible.

And when you came here, you said:

"How the hell am I going to get through 12 steps of horror?"

Åsa, you're amazing. You're celebrating one year today.

I'm so proud to be your sponsor and your friend.

Because you are so fucking brave. Åsa!

-The proceedings are next week... -Elin!

I'll be in the office in 15 minutes. See you in a bit.

-I just wanted to thank you. -You are awesome, Åsa.

Right, and I was wondering...

I wonder if maybe you know a doctor, someone who could prescribe...

anything. Xanax, or something.

Simon left yesterday and took the 55-inch TV with him.

You know what? Let's get a coffee.

-It's not alcohol, you know. -No, but think about this.

It would have been easier if I were authorized to handle it.

-Here you go. -Thank you.

Tell you what, Karin. It's obvious you're not feeling well.

-What do you mean? -You look tired.

I think it would be good for you to come back to Stenshufvud again.

Get away from those awful sex crimes.

-I can't have this conversation. -I can.

You're starting to look old.

Ralf, please stop when you can.

Could you step out here? I'm picking up Klas.

Bye.

Sorry I'm late. It was my other job.

Go get changed. I've logged you out, so you need to log in from 5:00 p.m.

I LOVE YOUR PUSSY, MY LITTLE WHORE

-Can you get into the scheduling app? -I'm logging in now.

-Do we send Isabel to a psychiatrist? -She is terrified of something.

-Can we get C.A. to testify? -Not before his article is completed.

-But he knows something. -She won't talk to us.

-Her mom will fix that. -Police protection?

If we can get her to talk, we can protect her.

-Hi, beauty. -And how is Mummy doing?

I brought you a dress. And no excuses. You're wearing it.

Turn on the news! Now.

Our justice system works, which I am happy about.

But unfortunately, it is very common for women to lie

about things that have never happened.

-So what would her motive be? -Well...

I do own one of northern Europe's largest telecom companies, so...

So you're saying it's perjury?

-What do you want? -It was good to see you.

-Can you come by tonight? -The party will have started.

-I want you to see it all. -All of your material?

What time?

I'm turning the page and leaving this behind. It's been awful.

We'll turn the page on you, you bastard.

God damn it.

Damn... There's a new dick pic in the email.

Dick-Lars sent another one. His fourth.

But this time with more rhubarb-like curvature.

-This feels like a body stocking. -It's supposed to.

-This isn't working! -Yes, it is. Black is your color.

Thanks. I look great in gray and beige too.

You look like the princess of Monaco. She used to dress like a seal.

-Thanks. -I'm kidding. You look great.

Maybe something that would turn Colin Lindy on.

Colin? No, I think you're a bit too old for him.

If we can't appeal, that bastard goes free.

I could plant some kiddie porn on his hard drive.

A few years as a pedophile in prison might have an effect.

"Excuse me, sir, you dropped your soap."

I'm sorry.

-Halal wine for you and me. -Thanks.

What kind of car did he have? Colin?

I don't know, but the license plate said "Ahpla." "Alpha" backwards.

Drop that for now. Let's all cheer up, okay?

Ada! She forgot her keys.

-Can't David handle that? -I'll be right back.

I'd like the address for the owner of a car with the license plate "Ahpla."

"A" as in Adam, "H" as in Harald...

Rapid Home Security.

I'm calling from 34 Skeppargatan. How are the garage cameras doing?

Just a moment.

I can't see anything about that here.

At the co-op tenants' meeting, they said they were coming.

I can check with the booking department on Monday.

No, I'll just speak directly to the board. Thank you, bye.

It's been a while.

What the fucking hell? What kind of a fucking cunt?!

It's because of all these brave young women

that we can continue the fight.

I would like to quote a very wise person who once said:

A woman who consents will not lie still.

I think that's what you should take away from this.

"The Savings Bank Foundation."

-People want to show support. -We so deserve this.

They could donate to SOS Children's Villages or Help the Children

instead of burying us in stems and leaves.

We'll have to turn the basement into a composter.

Karin. Have you two met? Robert from KRIS.

-No, I don't think so. -Robert Bengtsson.

Karin Stenshufvud.

Robert got the Stenshufvud grant last year. Well, KRIS got it.

Hello, I'm Nour. Do you recognize me?

I'm often on TV. Karin is never on TV,

so it might be harder to recognize her.

Janni Can, attorney here at Heder. Nice to meet you.

-Would you like some wine? -Yes, let's have a glass.

-Please. -Thank you.

-Do you have Fanta? -Karin...

-I don't want Mom to know... -That you're screwing.

-That we have a relationship. -I have to go see C.A.

-Cut the apron strings, Karin. -It's not about apron strings.

It's about money.

-Janni, leave the shoe! -Oh, no! Sorry.

-Is it raining that bad? -It's so cold.

I'm off to see C.A. now.

His material might be decisive in appeals court.

-Don't do anything stupid. -What? No way. Jesus.

We haven't done anything in over six months. No worries!

I would like to give a heartfelt thank-you

to all of you who came to celebrate with us tonight.

Ten years. Ten absolutely wonderful years.

When I think about what we've accomplished, I feel so proud.

But I am also mindful of the costs

and the sacrifices. Since it is an eternal struggle.

When we started, we were at the girls' table.

And now, ten years later, we're still at the girls' table.

The difference being that now we can at least speak openly about

the hate, threats and abusive language we have to endure

because we have chosen to be on the side of the weak.

Those who need our help the most.

-And here are more flowers. -Indeed.

"Old friends are the best friends.

With best wishes for ten more years." From Pierre Kanold.

-Cheers to us. -Cheers!

C.A.? Hello?

Hello?

-Who brought this? -No idea.

-Time for Mom's speech. -Well, finally.

Well, dear friends and colleagues.

It won't be a long speech, and I know you are all sad about that.

But, my position within the company and my family ties

to one of the key players at Heder Law Firm

simply demand that I say a few well-chosen words.

-Emergency services. -A man has been...

A man has been stabbed at 73 Kungsgatan!

Send an ambulance! Fuck!

On behalf of the board, I want to propose a toast.

-Cheers. -Cheers.

Congratulations on your tenth anniversary.

Come on.

Let's hear it for Heder. Hip, hip...

Hooray! Hooray! Hooray...

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