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Abbas is your partner. You have to tell the Police!

-For his sake. -I can't.

It's a pity you caught him before we did.

Your husband will be Attorney General. In part, thanks to Birgitta.

-We have a lot to thank her for. -Do we?

Give and take. That's how politics work.

-Maybe I'll ring you. -My number is third from the top.

Elin?

Is there a serial rapist choosing victims from our clientele?

Martin Åsberg, go and see him.

-I'm glad you rang. -Me too.

Hi, Mum.

HONOUR

EYE FOR AN EYE

Take that, you fucking cunt!

Bastard.

-That's enough, that's enough. -Are you taking the piss?

Can you answer?

-Where have you been? -Would you like one?

Do you need money?

Don't worry.

You can either answer my questions, or get out of here.

It was nicer in the other apartment.

Where have you been?

-Stop. -What?

Stop asking me questions that you already know the answers to.

-Sandra, I... -Don't call me that.

-What? -Don't call me Sandra.

What should I call you?

Lovisa?

-Was she the one who threw the rock? -No.

-How do you know that? -She's been locked up for six months.

-If she's not lying. -What does she want?

-Does she want money? -No. I don't know!

You must speak with her, Nour.

-Where does she live? -Please, can't you wait with that?

-Do you know where she lives? -She doesn't have anywhere to live.

She can't live at your place. You realise that, right?

I have to keep an eye on her. So we know what she wants.

Do you have an eye on her? Bring her here so we can press her.

-See if you can get her mobile. -Yeah, and wipe it clean.

-Please... -Why does she call herself Lovisa?

The spot is on the inside!

Nour...

Hi.

How are things?

You look like you've seen a ghost. You should have seen yourself.

I'm going to the shop. Need anything?

-Two Red Bulls and tampons. -Anything else?

Thanks, Mum.

-What a bloody feeling! -What did I say?

-Yeah, you were right. -Almost better than sex.

A lot better. This is always a good time.

Are you married?

He died some time ago.

I'm sorry.

It was complicated.

To think that something so small can suddenly do so much damage.

-Should we have coffee? -Let's do that.

She's sleeping.

-How is she? -I think I need your help.

-To see if it's happened before. -Yes...

Antilla is looking into earlier cases. He's a good police officer.

Two of our clients. Check if the same methods were used in other cases.

It's just that every single assault is registered in the system.

Yeah, but... It can be me lying there next time.

Please.

-I'll take care of it. -Thanks.

-Good God! What are you doing? -Sorry. I can't get a hold of Abbas.

My brothers looked for him. Gabriel came home covered in blood.

-Should we have a sit and talk? -No, I can't. They're waiting for me.

The whole family is gathering.

-Do they know about you and Abbas? -No, they'd kill me.

I just need to know if he's alive. I can't be here. I have to get home.

-Hi. -Hi.

-Who are you here to meet? -You, actually.

I have a main hearing in less then an hour.

Ah, I don't want to bother you. We can talk another time.

What's it about?

I had a really nice time with you, and I thought we could do it again.

I don't know if I...

Between TV debates and proceedings I figure you have to eat something.

Nour. There's a Lovisa that has called five times now.

-She's curious when you'll be home. -I'll ring her later.

No, thank you. I'm eating in front of the computer.

Okay, I understand. But if you change your mind, ring me.

What did Martin Åsberg want?

-Nothing in particular. -Okay.

How was it when you went out with him?

It was alright. I don't know.

Then you'll see him again.

Did you get a hold of Gorki? Can he help us find Abbas?

Did you get Sandra's mobile?

Have you thought this out?

Is it really a good idea that she stays with you?

I don't know. No. But I can't put her out on the street.

Then you can bring her here, so we can figure out what she wants.

Excuse me. Nour, it's Lovisa again.

She's still not available. Unfortunately. Thank you.

Hi.

Please.

-What are you looking for? -I don't know. Yet.

-What should I look for? -Klas!

You could check the procurements.

You're coming to lunch? I thought about that new place, Elysés.

I don't know. I don't like surprises.

It wasn't a question, Klas. You and I need to talk.

Hi.

You said we should have coffee?

You said you'd eat by the computer. I bought a drink for us.

Please.

Thanks, but I don't drink.

-What is this place? -Don't you like billiards?

-No. -No.

I usually come here during the day. That way no one sees how bad I am.

I've never tried it.

What's happening?

Sorry. The dishwasher. The fuse blew.

-I think I'll have that drink. -Cheers.

PUBLIC PROCUREMENT REGARDING LEGAL AID IN SECTOR REGULATION

ON BEHALF OF THE GOVERNMENT HARALD LINDGREN

So traumatic childhood experiences can cause dissociative states?

The person will shield themselves, experiencing intrusive memories.

and harm themselves in order to process their trauma.

-What's that person capable of? -That depends on their state of mind.

Did I win again?

-One more time, or? -Okay.

This is starting to look like self-harm from my perspective.

What should I do to help my friend?

She needs support. Support and love.

And if she doesn't get it and her state of mind worsens...

Then she may lash out, and in the worst case end up in a psychosis.

-Hi, I heard you come in. -Hi.

Have a seat.

Cheers.

Please.

Why didn't you just abort me?

I couldn't.

I felt lonely. I couldn't tell anyone about the pregnancy.

-Not even your parents? -Least of all my parents.

They would have killed me.

This is totally disgusting.

Disgusting is edible.

Sorry.

I can ring for Thai food, and have it delivered.

Sorry for everything.

About the video.

-You must understand... -Do you think a person can change?

Really, I mean.

I need to be certain that the video never surfaces.

You'll have to trust me.

Do you? Do you trust me?

-How long do you want to live here? -Do you want me out? Is that it?

No, I was just curious.

You can kick me out when you want. You need only to tell me.

Bloody hell.

May I present SveaRikeViking?

Johan Larsson, 33 years. A realtor living in Västerås with his partner.

What an arsehole. What else has he done?

Spammed my mail, rang at night, had bizarre gifts sent to me.

I believe he was the one to throw the rock through the window.

-Report the bastard. -No, I have something else in mind.

His friends and family should learn more about him.

Yes, then the defamation reports will flood through the post.

Hang him out to dry. Screen dump and send it to his boss and partner.

-We're doing her a favour. -Yes, but it's not your account.

-We'll split the fines. -Good.

How far are we willing to go if the system doesn't work?

The whole way.

There's some arsehole that slashed the tires on my car.

-I had to take a cab. -What?

-Bloody hell. -Enough of this shite.

-Has Matteo found anything? -We haven't spoken to him yet.

Hey... Wait, excuse me.

-Hi, I'm so glad you could come. -Yeah, you wanted to meet me.

-What did you want? -What will you do with the video?

-We want it. -The mobile is in the institution.

-It's locked up. -What would you want for it?

You don't have to be scared. I understand why you killed Dad.

I just need something to do. Whatever.

I can't take going around and thinking about everything.

Do you have anything I can do here?

You could help me sort the proceedings.

Matteo is here.

-Hi. -Hello.

I've been looking at cold cases that match.

A female prostitute reported a sexual assault three years ago.

Zorana Nikolic. Investigators found a connection, but she didn't talk.

-What are the connections? -Sexual assault at home.

Bag placed over head. Cable ties. It might be the same perpetrator.

-You don't get to see it. -No, so which would you choose?

-Paddington. -Check out the MILF, so fuckable.

Really? In front of my daughter?

-Okay, Paddington... -Zorana Nikolic?

-Janni Can. Can I have a word? -Who are you? What do you want?

You filed a police report three years ago.

I have some questions...

I'm sorry, it'll just take a few minutes. It'll be quick.

That life I lived, everything that happened, it's behind me now.

I'm a solicitor. Everything stays between us.

If you don't let go of the door, I'm going to scream.

I'm sorry the justice system didn't work, that you didn't get...

Your mobile.

Give it to me.

Your cousin is a good man. Nice family.

You'll be happy together.

Don't do that.

Give me your keys. Now.

-Mum, please. -Everything is already arranged.

The flight is early tomorrow. Your dad and Gabriel will go along.

-You want a shot? Do you want one? -Yeah, one for me as well.

-Do you smoke this? -Yeah, I'm just going to light it up.

No, I don't like this beer.

-I don't know. -Come on.

-It's your turn. -No, but...

-Come on. -Yeah, come on.

-I don't want to. -It's your turn.

-Fuck, this is for you. Do it. -One for all, all for one.

-No beer, dammit. -Cider is what counts.

-What do I do now? -I thought you were helping Nour.

I'm done.

Okay.

-I can clean, it's needed. -That's possible.

-But it's not a good time. -When is it a good time?

-What is it you want? -Let me help you.

Do you want to help us?

Then you should delete the video.

Hey... That's. That's private.

I'd like you to go now.

What is it you don't understand? I want you to leave now.

Just relax, mate.

-What do we do now? -What do you mean?

Do we let her work here so we can keep an eye on her?

Yes, great idea. That way we can live happily ever after, right?

She is a fucking head case.

Hey... How are you?

Here, come. We'll go. Don't worry. Come now.

Are you going to fuck?

Tell me when it's my turn.

-Hello? -Yes, hi, my name is Niklas.

I'm a friend of Ada. She. She isn't feeling well.

-What has happened? -Yeah, she... She smoked.

-Where is she? -I'll send the address.

I'm on my way.

So Harald has let Stenshufvud win public procurements?

-But there are a lot of them. -Yes.

If this gets out it will risk his position as minister.

So Harald and Birgitta. Who would have thought?

You must speak with Sandra.

She can't run around the office like this. It isn't working.

-I have it under control. -Do you?

It doesn't feel under control.

She's had a hard time. Her dad and I just separated.

-I understand. -Careful!

Sorry!

-It's okay. -God, I'm sorry.

Hi.

What is this place?

A classmate of Abbas, he dropped him off here.

He looked like he was badly beaten.

-What do you want? -We're looking for Abbas Jaffer.

-They're looking for Abbas Jaffer! -He's not here.

-He's not here. -Wait.

Please, let go of the door. He's not here.

We're here to help him, okay?

She won't go. What do I do?

It's not long now.

Good.

Give me clean towels.

-Good. -We can take her to hospital.

No, they'll deport her and her husband.

Relax, relax.

Breathe.

Good.

-Yeah, what do you want? -We're looking for Abbas Jaffer.

He had a ruptured spleen. I didn't know if he'd make it.

-He doesn't want to be found. -His girlfriend is my client.

Stay calm...

My cousin has a hostel. Abbas is resting up there.

-Thank you so much. -Can you take that out with you?

The garbage there, and this as well.

-His spleen. -Thanks.

Good.

That's good. Good.

-I thought my delivery was tough. -Wait a second.

Harald bought a cheese platter.

Gorki and I will go to the hostel.

-No, I'm coming with you. -No. You need to talk with Harald.

Have some water.

Do you want me to come up with you?

No, thanks. Come, honey. We're here.

When our youngest woke up with a fever in the night,

she asked when would Dad be home.

God knows he wasn't the best man in the world.

But if feels so unfair that they'll never see him again.

I understand.

Hey, see you later. Thanks so much.

Come now.

Hi.

Nice duffel. Is it new?

No.

Oh. Thanks.

How was lunch with the Commissioner of Police?

Good. It went well.

-What did she get in return? -Who?

Mum. Give and take, isn't that what you said?

-I take care of her daughter. -Yes.

You haven't let Stenshufvud win procurements on legal aide?

-I can explain that, Karin. -Why didn't you bloody say anything?

-What? -Well, it wouldn't have mattered.

You've gone behind my back, with her of all people. How could you do that?

I'll never be free, understand? I'll never be free.

I'll never be able to buy out Heder?

That would've been your life's worst deal. On that I agree with Birgitta.

-What are you saying? -You would have seen it yourself.

-You sound like a damn horoscope. -Now, please Karin.

There is nothing you can say that will improve the situation.

Nothing, Harald. Please.

You lost all of your credibility, do you understand that?

You are so much like your mum.

Don't go.

I love you, honey.

Try to sleep.

Sorry, Mum.

-He must get to hospital. -I feel fine.

Are you in pain?

-I have to help Marta. -I've tried. She doesn't want it.

You don't understand. She doesn't answer.

I think they've taken her mobile. They're going to marry her off.

Or kill her. You must go there.

-Hello? -Hi, I tried getting a hold of Nour.

-Are you still at hospital? -Yes.

-How is Bea? -Well. She'll be discharged tomorrow.

-Is there something wrong? -Uh...

Harald let Stenshufvud win public procurements.

-What? -Yes.

I don't know if it's illegal yet, or just a really bad decision.

It's illegal.

The worst of it is that he...

He went behind my back. With Mum.

I can come over. I'll tell Matteo that I'm heading over to yours,

so we can take a look together.

Okay, yeah.

-Gladly. - Yes?

-Yeah, see you. Okay, bye. -Bye.

Be prepared.

I'll be back in five minutes.

-What are you doing here? -I found Abbas. Get dressed.

Quiet!

I'm coming.

No! No! No!

Hello! Hi, hi!

Mum's beauty.

Are you waving to me?

-When are you coming home? -I'll be home soon.

No!