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The Madelene trail is a dead end. I don't know how to start over.

If we're to connect her to anyone, we need her phone records.

Why won't the prosecutor request it?

Louise is really busy, so she asked me to call.

I thought I'd send the phone records Johanna Strand asked for.

Johanna, I've spoken to your manager. You'll be transferred.

You can't do this.

I made quinoa balls.

We agreed that you'd be gone by the time I got home.

Sure, but that's what you wanted.

Our daughter is in love with her own damn half brother.

-You're 12 weeks pregnant. -I'm sorry.

If you decide to keep the baby, I'll be there for you.

But you don't really want to.

If you don't love this little alien, you don't have a heart.

Thanks.

What would I do without you, Christian?

HAMMARVIK

Please, can you stop cleaning?

We have to talk to each other.

Were you thinking that we'd become some sort of rainbow family?

Johanna and I can have you every other week.

I didn't plan this. It just happened.

We have to find a solution, right?

Please, don't leave me.

Hey...

I won't leave you.

Hey...

Promise.

Do you know what I thought about the other day?

No.

That Ruben is the same age as I was when you were expecting him.

My God, it's half a lifetime ago.

What a journey it's been.

Yes.

After all, it's just a child we're talking about.

-We're pros at that. -Yes.

We'll get through this together. I'm sure.

I'm sure.

Aren't you going to put that away now?

Not until I've found the bastard who did it.

You're torturing yourself.

I'm a completely useless cop.

No, you're not.

What was Anastasia like?

She was a real pain in the neck.

If she'd set her mind to something, she wouldn't give up.

She could really drive me crazy.

I wish I had a shred of her stubbornness.

I hate that we argued the last time we met.

Sure, I understand.

She had her whole life ahead of her. It's so damn unfair.

Even if you didn't tell her, I'm sure

she knew that you loved her.

You feel that.

Thanks.

For what?

For listening.

It's nice that you're here.

I could be here more often if you let me move in.

What did I say?

-You have to stop pressuring me. -What the hell?

I'm sorry.

It's just that...

this is moving too fast for me.

But what are you waiting for? Life is short.

-Do you have to leave? -I have to go to work.

Can you believe Madelene makes me wear that in the bar?

-But it's really sexy. -Shut up.

Hey, could you stay over tonight too?

Let's see.

You're such a difficult bastard.

I'll break you.

-Are you going to break me? -No, no, no! Stop it!

Careful. Ouch! Ouch!

You can't be here.

Stephanie isn't well.

Why have you closed our channel?

I'm sorry if I hurt you. I didn't mean to.

I realise I should have been clearer about my feelings.

-I can't do this now. -What we have is unique.

We can't just quit.

I'm fed up with it. It's not my thing anymore.

Can you tell me why?

You have to leave now.

I've written a new song, if you want to listen.

I can't avoid him forever, we're neighbours.

-Shouldn't Ruben know the truth? -Don't be childish.

It's so typical of you. Everything has to fit in to your perfect image.

-Good morning, Nettan. What's up? -Honestly? Or "I'm good"?

-Have you changed your hair? -No.

Or, well... I'm using a new shampoo.

-There's vitamins in it. -Nice.

I'm waiting for a letter that never seems to turn up.

Could you check if it's in your pigeon hole?

No, I don't think it is.

-Please? -Okay, fine.

But only because you're so sweet.

Everybody else seems to think I'm some sort of robot slave

without feelings.

"Do this, Nettan. Sort that out, Nettan."

"Fix it, Nettan. Make some coffee, Nettan."

-Sorry, there wasn't anything there. -Okay. Thank you.

-Milk? -I don't know what's happening.

I used to live for cop coffee.

Now I'm turning into some latte mummy.

-It suits you. It's cute. -Stop it.

The main thing is that I can drink coffee again without feeling sick.

So, tell me.

It's ironic, but as you exposed us to detectives in Stockholm,

they wanted to know what we have. Louise couldn't back off anymore.

Is Östen's death being investigated as a murder?

And the link to the other murders is weak, so we'll take it.

It turned out just as you expected, you little genius.

Cheers to that.

We just need to get you back on the case.

My union rep thinks it's possible, but it will take time.

Just help yourself.

Thank you.

I have to go.

Hey, could I treat you to dinner tonight?

-Sure. -Around seven?

See you later.

What does he mean when he says it's moving too quickly?

Does he want me to move in later?

Or does he really not want to live with anybody ever again?

If that's the case, I can't deal with it.

Totte, could I ask you something?

I know something that would change things a lot for a person.

Should I tell them or not?

-Do you care about this person? -Yes.

The truth is always best, even if it hurts.

I thought I could say it at a party this weekend.

So, I don't get so nervous.

Could you please, pretty please buy me a bottle of wine?

No way, José.

I'll just buy smuggled booze at the docks, if that's better.

You can't blackmail me.

It will be fine.

TO RUBEN: DO YOU WANT TO GO TO SELMA'S PARTY WITH ME?

Thanks.

Hey, André jus doesn't like quick changes.

So you have to do it little by little.

Sorry that I sold you out in front of Louise.

Well, that doesn't help me.

Isn't it better that I'm still there and that I'm not transferred too?

Better for you.

Please, Johanna. Come on!

What did you want to say?

I looked at Anastasia's things in the evidence room.

Did you find anything particular?

The call list on her phone was erased.

-Right? -In the report, there's a copy of it.

She didn't talk to anybody in the hours before the murder.

But somebody's gone in and erased it. It's strange.

Things have disappeared before. I've seen it all along.

-I'll keep an eye on it. -Good.

-Tell me if you see anything. -Okay.

Hi.

-I've missed you. -Yeah, I've had a lot of school work.

Have things calmed down now?

Do you want to go to Selma's party with me?

Sure.

We can do that.

Maybe we could meet up there?

Okay. Why?

I have to go with Stephanie.

She asked if I'd go with her, and I said yes.

We've had a bit of... Things haven't been good between us.

She's going to tell me something, so I couldn't say no.

Are you upset?

You have to realise she's in love with you.

Stop it. That's not what she wants to talk about.

Don't worry.

Okay, so my feelings don't matter?

Yes, of course. I've told her that I'm in love with you.

-Okay, so she said she likes you? -Yes, but that doesn't matter.

Has she tried anything on?

Once.

-But I backed off. -Right.

Great, that's reassuring.

But you have to... trust me.

I don't have to do anything.

You have to stop seeing Stephanie, otherwise this won't work.

Hi, Christian.

Hi. What are you up to?

I'm at the docks, looking at booze smugglers.

They usually prefer to work under the cover of darkness.

Sure, but I can't administer more breathalyser tests.

I had to torture myself with something even more boring.

I have a question.

I bought fresh cod. Then I read that pregnant women

can't eat Baltic fish more than twice a year.

So, I'm wondering how many times you've had fish from the Baltic...

this year.

That's fine. Hey, I have to hang up.

Okay.

Did you put a toothbrush mug on my wash basin?

Yes. I can't walk around with a toothbrush in my pocket all the time.

You didn't ask me if that was okay.

It's just a mug.

-What about that plant? -Yeah, it's nice, right?

-What? Are you angry? -I'm not upset.

I'm irritated about you moving things in slowly, hoping I won't notice.

So, what should I do?

I've said I don't want us to live together.

-Right, I'll leave now. -Yes, go! Go!

Hey... take your crappy crime novel too!

Damn it!

Hi! Welcome.

Wow!

-Don't you like it? -Yes, it's really nice.

Damn!

-It's non-alcoholic. -Right. Thanks.

-Cheers! -Cheers!

Tasty.

Well, there's eight or nine of them that are in the docks regularly.

And today, I made an interesting observation.

Isn't that Nettan's husband?

Do we have to talk about work?

I'd like to talk about you and me.

Johanna...

I am...

No, hold on, Christian. I...

You mean so much to me, Johanna, more than anybody else.

I appreciate your friendship, I really do, Christian.

Weird friendship. I don't normally kiss my friends.

I'm sorry. I don't have those feelings for you.

It's not okay to play with people's emotions.

-I know. -That's not okay.

I know. I've tried...

and I'm just not interested in you in that way.

You've tried to love me, but you couldn't?

I didn't mean it that way.

I want you to leave.

-I didn't mean for this to happen. -Leave.

Don't you get it? Leave!

You're saying you can't love me.

Good luck finding somebody who can love you.

Good luck with Niklas! Good luck with Danne!

And piss on the nice guy who is always there for you!

The one who even offered to look after another man's child.

Ingrid!

-Where are you going? -Hello!

I'm not quite sure.

I was going out for a walk.

Okay.

Come with me. Come on.

Do you want me to call someone? Danne? Madelene?

No, don't worry about it.

It's late. I don't want to bother them.

They'll want to know if you're unwell.

There's nothing wrong with me. I'm feeling better.

So nice to see you, Johanna.

-It's nice to be here. -Yeah.

How are you actually doing?

Well, it's a bit so-so, actually.

Oh?

You can tell me.

I'm pregnant.

You're going to be a grandmother again.

Well, that's great.

-Do you think so? -Did you think I'd be angry?

I know...

I've not always been that keen on yours and Danne's relationship.

Since Östen was taken away from me, I see things differently.

And I've been longing for another grandchild!

I'm so happy you say that.

At the moment, it just feels like a big problem.

In what way?

I'm not that good with relationships. I'm actually useless.

Men are hopeless.

But a child, that's love through and through

from start to finish.

How are you really doing?

There's nothing wrong with me, as I said.

There's something wrong with the police. They don't listen to me.

Where did I put that thing?

Why don't you just arrest the killer?

Östen knew who it was. He went to the police the day he got killed.

His trail would lead you in the right direction.

What trail?

Well... I don't know.

Do you know who he spoke to?

-There it is. -Try to remember. It's important.

Well...

Where is she?

She's asleep now.

Is she completely...

She goes back and forth between clarity and confusion.

Just before she fell asleep, she was her usual self.

So, you should probably see a doctor.

Sure, okay.

-I... -Hey, wait.

Thank you! Thanks for helping her and...

for calling.

Anybody would do that.

I'm sorry about what I said before.

-It was... -This is what I wanted to avoid.

That's why I didn't say anything at first.

Things are what they are.

Hey.

I just need a bit of time.

Good night.

-Hello. André speaking. -Hi, André.

I need you to...

Can you go through the CCTV at the police station

-the day Östen was murdered? -Yes.

Check if he was there, and who he met if he was there.

-Okay. -Good.

-Thank you. -But...

-What are you not getting? -Why nobody said anything.

Don't you get the consequences it could have for a lot of people?

-Ruben deserves to know the truth. -It's not him you care about. Right?

-What the hell do you mean? -You're doing it for your own sake.

Just like everything else.

The universe doesn't revolve around you.

Most people realise that when they're five.

Let go of me!

Can't you take responsibility for once?

-Pernilla. -Hi, Pernilla. It's Louise.

-Hello. -We have to talk.

ME: 1 bottle of wine.

PEKKA: No wine. Vodka.

-Stephanie? -I have to go to class.

This won't take long.

I know that you're planning to tell Ruben.

So?

How much for keeping quiet?

Are you for real?

-Are you trying to bribe me? -No.

I'm trying to prevent my family getting crushed.

Maybe it's not that easy to understand, but we...

We share so much. Love... I really love them.

-Please. It's... -It's based on a lie.

Nothing you say will make me keep quiet about this.

So, you should go home and tell him before I do.

-Wait! -Ouch! Have you lost the plot?

-Good that you're here. -Hi.

I'm sorry about yesterday. I...

I'm the one who should apologise.

You said you wanted to take things slowly,

and I've just gone full pelt as always.

I have a new book for you. A proper crime novel.

Let me guess. Leif G.W Persson?

Not exactly unexpected, André.

I've got something for you.

I thought it would be nice if we could start working out together.

Work out?

Yeah.

Sorry, it's the key to my gym.

You know, when we joked about you beating me.

I need to work now.

-Okay. Let's talk later? -Mmm...

-I can have a look. -God! I'm not an old useless lady.

Mum, we have a doctor's appointment to get to.

But I don't understand. I...

I know I put the keys here.

Here they are.

Mum, these are for Östen's house.

Is he coming with us?

But Mum, Östen is dead.

I know that.

I just thought that...

My God! What was I thinking?

Hey, come on now. We'll lock up with my keys.

What is happening to me?

Okay, we're going to the doctor now.

We'll find out there.

Okay? It will be alright.

It will be alright.

Just don't put me in a nursing home. I'd rather you shot me.

I promise I'll shoot you, but come with me now.

Okay?

I had a look, and I found this.

It's the day when Östen was murdered.

He was there for five minutes, then he left.

There's no note of his visit.

Östen knew something, and he must have talked to the wrong person.

I know that Christian and Louise were working that day.

He would have talked to one of them.

We could ask Nettan if she knows anything.

What if it was Nettan he spoke to?

Nettan? Are you saying that she's is involved in the murders?

Maybe she's protecting somebody.

I've also been doing research.

I've had time to hang out at the docks.

This is Tony Torstensson.

Nettan's husband.

Bloody hell!

3-0 to you. Okay. Again?

The goal is there. Come on!

Two, three...

That's great!

Nice. I thought you'd given up sugar.

There's no sugar in it.

-It's really nice. -It's just honey.

Do you want to try?

There you go! Nice!

He's beautiful, our son.

-You tricked me! -So nice.

How many points do you have?

-Hello? -It's Pekka. Can you get the pallet?

-It's in the warehouse. -Sure, I'll sort it out.

-Bye. -Bye.

I have to go. I'll probably be back late tonight.

Hey...

I don't want you to go.

You'll find another job soon.

Or I'll have to work more hours. It will work out.

I have a bad feeling about this.

I've said that I'm going.

Okay.

-Make it the last time. -Yes.

That's fun. Are you dizzy?

There's cake.

Cake. Have one with sprinkles.

-Where's Dad? -Out on a job. He'll be back later.

Come here.

-But it's not easy. Right? -Sure.

What do you mean?

Leyla doesn't want me to see Stephanie, who's in love with me.

-That's fair enough. -Sure.

But it's a bit odd how she controls my life.

-I get that too. -What should I do?

Should I ignore her and see Stephanie?

Given that we're working on music and stuff.

I want to be with Leyla, I'm in love with her.

Dad?

You know, it's easy to run around and adapt to what everybody else wants.

If you stop listening to what you want...

you'll eventually lose yourself.

What do you think I should do?

That's the difficult bit. Only you know that.

STEPHANIE: DO YOU WANT TO MEET AT THE DOCKS IN AN HOUR?

TO STEPHANIE: OK

-Hello? -Hello.

-Do you want one? -Yes, please.

You should have seen our son today. He's talented.

Here you are.

I won't go on about it anymore. You should do your music.

But it can be nice to have a backup.

Right?

How did Ingrid do at the doctor's?

They did a lot of tests and stuff.

They don't know until they get the results.

We'll just have to wait and see.

Shouldn't we just go there and bring some food?

The whole family. She needs us now.

I can't. I'm going to a party.

But it's your grandmother, Ruben.

Hey, she's not dying. Of course you should go.

Right. I have to go now.

-What's up with you? -He can't go to that party.

-I don't want him to go! -Why not?

Because he can't see her!

-Who? Leyla? -No! Stephanie!

Wait. Listen, Pernilla. Pernilla!

-He'll manage it. It's fine. -That's not it!

-But what is going on? -She is his sister!

What?

Please, sit down.

-Please. -What?

When I met you, I'd never had feelings like that for anyone.

You were the love of my life. I had...

Then, I realised I was pregnant.

I really wanted it to be your child, but it wasn't.

Hold on, are you saying that...

Ruben isn't my son?

I made you believe he was yours.

Because I thought, no, I knew, that you'd be a fantastic dad.

And you have been. Nobody can ever take that away from you.

Okay, wait... What? Stephanie? What?

But, is it Carl who is...

That didn't mean anything. It was before you.

What the hell? Our marriage is based on a lie!

No, it's not like that.

Ruben... I was going to tell you.

Fucking hell!

Ruben!

Shit! He's not picking up!

He will pick up. Please.

You knew I'd stay with you. You knew I'd do the right thing.

I did it because I love you.

There's nothing left between us! Do you understand?

Everything is a big fucking lie!

-How did you do with the equations? -It was fine.

Thanks again for your help.

-Do you know what happened? -No.

-She tried to snog Ruben. -Are you joking?

That's like her hobby.

Stealing people's boyfriends.

She thinks she's so pretty and good.

I don't even think she's good at singing.

Such a cheesy voice.

There's too much hype about her.

Why is she here?

She's probably buying booze for the party.

They're selling that here, right?

Somebody should teach her a lesson.

What are you doing?

-Police. -Hi.

-Hi. -This is an anonymous tip.

A underage girl is about to buy smuggled booze at the docks.

-In Hammarvik? -Yes, exactly.

-Okay. We'll send a car. -Good. Thank you. Bye.

Leyla! You're mad! What the hell?

We texted each other before.

Right. Do you accept Swish transfers?

Do you have any change?

Hey! The cops!

You're coming to the station.

-Give me the bottle. -Please!

You're a minor. I have to notify your parents.

You don't understand. My mum will kill me!

Please.

It's not you I'm after, but I have to inform your parents and report it.

Please! Not the police station. André will tell Mum straight away.

I promise to tell you everything, but not there.

We'll talk at mine.

Is it your parents?

They might struggle to understand. I know what it's like.

RUBEN: WHERE ARE YOU? WE HAVE TO TALK.

Thanks.

Is it okay? I always put too much milk in it.

-No, it's perfect. -Good.

This is a bit informal. I won't record it or anything. Okay?

Okay.

What were you going to do with the spirits you bought?

I was going to a party.

Were you going to drink a whole bottle?

No.

I don't know.

Okay.

Did you recognise any of the people you bought it from?

-That guy Tony. -Which Tony?

Tony...

Are we done soon? I feel a bit...

Try to focus. Was there anybody else there?

Yes, there was another old man.

-Another old man? -Yes.

Was he a gingerbread man? Was he a green man?

How are you, Stephanie?

TO RUBEN: HELP

-Have you seen Stephanie? -No.

-Hi! -Hi.

-Have you seen Stephanie? -You'd rather be with her?

Stop it! Not now. Something's happened.

FROM STEPHANIE: HELP

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