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I'd like to go through what happened between 14:00 and 14:20 hours.

I've already told you everything.

There are details in your statement

that don't match those of your colleagues.

Our orders were clear: no one was to be let through.

-When you lost radio contact... -We stayed put.

-You never considered retreating? -Like I said, I followed my orders.

POLICE

So despite an escalating situation, you followed original orders. Right?

My instinct is to always follow orders.

Which I did.

I'm trained to follow the chain of command.

Anything else would've meant chaos.

Even more chaos.

And Karl Kronvall?

Where was he at this point?

BETRAYED

-Are you getting any sleep at home? -Sure.

Except for our newborn alarm clock that keeps going off.

You haven't tried putting vodka in the gruel?

A dash, and they sleep through the night.

My mom would do that.

That explains a few things about you.

51-14-20, from 5-0, come in.

51-14-20, Kungsportsavenyn.

Call for backup for a quarrel outside a bar on Västra Larmgatan 21.

Västra Larmgatan 21. Copy that. On our way. Over.

5-0, over and out.

Go to the entrance. Kieri, come with me!

Everybody calm down!

-Calm down a bit. -Calm down!

Come here!

Come with me!

What the fuck! Get him!

Robert!

Robert! Johan!

Johan! You need to calm him down!

Go back up your colleagues. Now!

Stop it! Get out of here! Goddamn it!

For fuck's sake! Gather your fucking team!

Come on! Everybody back in the van!

-What are we gonna do? -About what?

-He is a ticking time bomb. -What?

I think he needs help. For real.

Or he'll do some real damage to someone. Or to himself.

-We can't just pretend nothing's... -Done? Thanks. I know your stance.

All right, boys. Come with me.

-Kieri, you're coming too. -Yes.

Now!

-What's going on? -Briefing over at Major Crimes.

-Why didn't anyone tell me? -Didn't you get a text? Come on!

We received a tip about a new crew selling cocaine in Gothenburg.

We lack details, but we know they make use of young dealers.

They deal to finance their own use. Can you hand these out?

Tonight, there will be a rave on the road to Eklanda.

We have reason to believe many persons of interest will attend.

Darius and his team planned a raid.

Patrol teams five and six are backup. Darius?

It's straightforward. We ID the suspects and order the bust.

Questions? Good. See you. Thanks!

Huss! You stay with the van onsite.

-Is that clear? -Yes.

-Babysitting the van? Seriously? -Let it go.

He wants to punish me.

-You're getting a reputation. -What do you mean?

They say you're disloyal to the team.

What?

Who says that?

-Huss and Kieri, come on. -Yes! Just let it go.

Open up.

It's vacant now. I was just washing my hands.

Raid is over. No arrests.

How did you get made so quickly?

Unclear. We barely made it in there before they starting dumping.

They must've been tipped off.

We didn't call attention to ourselves.

-We didn't do anything in particular. -Maybe it's about how you looked.

What do you mean?

You didn't exactly look like rave kids.

I'm sorry,

but you might as well have had "cop" written on your forehead.

Katarina has a point. We'll find better suited undercover agents.

-Thank you. -I'll do it.

I'm their age, I'm a girl...

Plus, I don't really look like a cop. To be honest.

Let me try.

Mia, come on. You can't let a newbie go undercover.

She has no experience.

It's too risky. Use someone who's done it before.

-Hi. You wanted a word? -Yes. Come in.

Don't mind Darius.

He is good at his job, but he knows you could get even better.

Sit down.

You seem very keen on this job.

I think I'd do a good job.

You'd be out of a uniform.

-No gun, no protection. -I know.

But I really, really want to do this.

OK.

This is Ella Nygren.

We don't know which role she plays yet,

but we think she could be a way in.

She's 22, works part-time in a clothing store.

Moves in club circles. Approach her using a false alias.

We need to get a foot in and gather information.

-Hi. Did we have an appointment? -No.

But I heard that Katarina might work undercover.

Right. I'll give you two minutes.

Do you know what you're getting yourself into?

-You can't entrap anyone. -I am not going to.

You can't let anyone underage take drugs.

You can't take drugs under any circumstances. You can't!

Are you scared I'll embarrass you? I thought you'd be happy about this.

Katarina, please. This isn't about you and me.

Can we continue?

We learned from social media

that Ella will be at a party on Saturday.

You'll approach her there. Approach her with caution.

You need to win her trust. Make her think you are like her.

-"Lore"? -Huh?

"Lore". Six letters, ends with a D.

Legend.

Legend... of course.

-The drive was OK? -Yup. No problem.

Nice.

What car do I drive back?

Maybe something with some speed this time.

-What? -What car? For driving back?

Oh. I don't think there are any cars left.

How am I supposed to get home?

-You can get a ride with me. -OK.

Good.

Someone told me something weird the other day.

Someone told me you tipped off the cops about the party.

I said that was fucking bullshit. Jojo would never betray me.

-We're partners, right? -Yes! I would never... Who said that?

A partner wouldn't steal a stash for private use, right?

And then try to cover for it by selling themselves to the cops.

That would be fucking stupid.

I would never talk to the cops. Never! You know that.

You know me, Alex.

You know what? We'll talk about it in the car.

Let's go.

-Nice color. -What?

-The lipstick. It suits you. -Thank you.

-Hey... -What?

Do you know anyone that's selling?

-Selling what? -I mean...

Blow? I thought you might know someone or...?

Or maybe you sell?

No, I don't sell.

Idiot.

Yeah, I don't know...

I fucked up. I came on too hard.

I scared her off.

You're being too hard on yourself. These things take time.

Next time,

try being yourself without giving away who you are.

And if she is dealing, of course she's going to be vigilant.

Anybody could be after her. Right? File your report by this afternoon.

Mia?

I just want to say, thank you for believing in me.

Have you got a lighter?

Thanks.

I recognize you.

Are you waiting for someone?

Jojo. But he's, like, always late.

-Is he a friends of yours? -Why do you wonder?

-What are you doing? -Let me go!

-Come on. Go! -What the hell?

Shit!

Shit! Holy fuck!

-What the fuck was that? -Pepper spray.

-You always carry that around? -Don't tell anyone. It's illegal.

You can't trust anyone.

-Ella. -Maja.

-Thank you so much, Maja. -Are you OK?

Yes, but... shit!

Fuck.

-Do you want some? Have some! -No, really...

-I wouldn't have this without you. -I was headed home.

-Sure? -I'm positive, I promise.

OK... Take it easy!

My friend Gösta is playing at Club Chaos this Friday.

OK.

-Come. It'll be lots of fun! -Sure, let's see. I need to go.

-Close the door behind you. See you! -Someone's in there.

It stings like hell!

It's better now. I didn't think you'd use real pepper spray.

It has to be for real for anyone to buy it.

-Thanks a lot! -Did you try with milk? That helps.

-I'll try that. But you owe me one. -Definitely. Thank you.

-Hi! Come on in. -Hi.

Sit down.

Good. Now we know that Ella Nygren is the one selling narcotics.

Now we just have to find the supplier.

What's your cover story?

I'm green. Just moved here from Solna.

I'm doing my GED and, well, like to party.

Later, say you need money. Want to sell.

She might bring you all the way in.

But for now, just take it nice and easy.

Keep going exactly like this. Move slow so you don't scare her off.

I want you to wear a tracker next time you see her.

OK.

I want you to wear a wire too, but I need to get that cleared.

-Good job, Katarina. Really. -Thank you.

-Hey. -Hi.

-Hi! -Hi, come in.

-Katarina. -Marie. Welcome.

-Thank you. You need this, right? -Yes.

-OK. Ever worn a tracker before? -No.

No worries. We'll go through everything you need to know.

Do you know Robert? We're on the same team.

-We actually dated for a while. -Right.

I didn't know he dated a colleague.

No. He probably wouldn't talk about it.

We were even going to move in together.

All done.

He changed his mind.

Three days before we were set to move.

-You are kidding! -I'm fine now. It wasn't meant to be.

He seems to have been having a rough time.

Yeah. He changed a lot after the riots.

You think you know someone well. Turns out you don't know them at all.

-And now he's left his bag here... -Want me to give it to him?

Would you? Oh my God. It's great not having to see him now.

-I get that. -OK...

That is your new phone number. Learn it by heart.

This one is for all contact with the team.

I'll put a tracker on it, so have it with you at all times

so we can locate you even with no network.

Hi! It's so great to see you. I didn't expect you to come.

No, neither did I!

-Ever been here before? -No.

Hi! Are you all right?

Go ahead.

Come on, for fuck's sake!

-Here. -No, I'm good.

I've got a drug test tomorrow. I got busted last year.

What? You're kidding!

I smuggled in clean urine in a condom.

-You're lying! -It's true!

It's not exactly the smartest people who work with that.

-I won't risk that. -How boring.

-I must leave. -Did it really happen?

Yes. I have to leave. See you guys later!

How do you know him? You know everyone here.

They're not all my friends. They're mostly work associates.

-How long have you been doing this? -Doing what?

Selling?

-Do you have a lot of clients? -What kind of question is that?

What are you, a narc?

Come on!

-You are so pretty, Maja! -Fuck that!

-Please delete! -No! You're so pretty!

-What's your handle on Instagram? -I don't have Instagram.

-You're kidding! -No.

-Facebook? -No.

What?

-I've never heard of such a thing. -Stop it.

-Do you even have a phone? -Cut it out!

-Of course I have a phone! -Maybe you use a fax?

-Give me your number. -OK.

I'll save it under S.

As in "Sexy Maja".

Call me sometime if you feel like hanging out.

I don't know too many people here... yet.

I need to go.

I'll see you around.

Hey. Have you seen Robert?

-Why? -Just wondering.

No, we haven't seen Robert. We're not his nannies.

I'm just supposed to give him this bag from Marie.

-Is he at the gym or...? -You talked to her? About Robert?

I just went to get some equipment and she said he'd left it.

Why can't you just leave people alone?

We were just talking.

If I were you, I wouldn't talk about shit that isn't my business.

-Can you give this to Robert? -Sure thing.

Thanks.

-Hey! What was that about? -Nothing.

This isn't the Academy anymore.

People are starting to find you troublesome.

You know, I don't care what people think. It doesn't matter.

On the other hand, why this team is so damn dysfunctional does matter.

I'm not stupid. I get that something happened.

But why won't people talk about it? Some people can't do their jobs.

And someone should tell it like it is.

Maybe so. But not you.

-Or you're a goner. -So? I bet it'd make you happy.

-I want you to do well. -Except this is about something else.

And everyone here seems to know what, except for me.

-Hello? -Hello? Can you hear me?

-Yes, I hear you. -Do you hear me if I whisper?

-Yes... Very good. -You have the best job.

-A whole room all to yourself. -Yeah, it's pretty sweet.

I wish I didn't have to work with people.

Oh?

This place is so fucked!

If these walls could talk, it'd be all lies.

-OK? -Everyone covers for everyone else.

-Do you know Johan? -Yup.

He and Robert are like brothers. They're insanely tight.

Like a private men's club no one's allowed into.

No shit. At times I've wondered if...

What?

I've wondered if Johan got Robert to break up with me.

-Why? -I don't know.

Johan doesn't like me. I don't know why.

You are not like the others around here.

How?

-You're so easy to talk to! -You too.

-Let's put this on. -OK.

-Does it go underneath here? -Yes.

Madame...

-Oh la la. Merci beaucoup. -You're welcome.

-What are we doing today? -I'm thinking short.

Really short. Like, Britney-goes-ballistic short.

-No! -It would really suit you.

No! I'm not going to shave my head. What are you, crazy?

You wanna keep the same hairstyle you've had since you were fifteen.

-Fourteen... -So, you're due for an upgrade, no?

OK. Do whatever you want, but do not cut it.

-Whatever we want. -Don't cut it!

I wonder if she shot it herself?

The fur.

People are so dressed up.

I feel a bit out of place!

Cheers.

Hi.

All good?

-It's nice to see you here. -Likewise.

-Excuse me... -Jesus!

Thank you!

What are you doing?

There's nothing more pathetic than middle-aged men

who think young girls like them.

I don't understand. Is he for real?

-He's just scared. -Scared of what?

Same thing as everyone else. That someone will call his bluff.

What, are you scared of that?

Yes. You're not?

What is it that you study? You never said.

Um... I'm completing my GED.

I need to improve my math grade to get into nursing school.

Why?

I need a pass in all core subjects...

No, why do you want to be a nurse?

I don't know. My mom's a doctor. Healthcare feels like a natural fit.

But she's insanely focused on her career.

I'm more about helping people for real.

What? I am!

I believe you. It just sounded funny.

I think she's unhappy about me wanting to be just a nurse.

Just unhappy with me most of the time.

-That sucks. -Nah. I'm used to it.

Do you have siblings?

I had a sister.

Anyway...

-I hope I get in this fall. -Of course you will.

It's gotta be nice, knowing what you want to do.

-I have, like, no idea. At all. -You could be anything you wanted.

-What do you mean? -You're that kind of person.

With the guts to go for it. I promise you'd be great at everything.

-You think? -Yeah.

Let me show you something.

-What's that? -Narong. Northern Thailand.

I wanna get a place and move there with my mom.

-Your mom? -She loves Thailand.

Like, loves Thailand. You can live there on nothing.

In the sun. Among palm trees.

In the sun among palm trees?

-Did it sound corny? -No.

No. It sounds nice.

Jojo says he wants to come, too. Or he will come.

He's just... a bit complicated.

Like, I don't know where he is right now.

I have no idea, but... he will join me.

Cheers.

-Wow. -What?

You know how hard it is to work with these?

How do people do it?

It's not so bad. My aunts' are twice as long.

-How's it going? -Well...

I don't know. Or, I guess I'm getting closer to her.

But she's mum about where she gets the drugs.

I wonder if she even knows. I think she's just a dealer.

Do you like her?

-Huh? -Do you like her?

Do you like being with her?

I dunno... She's nice, I guess.

-What do you mean? -Be careful.

-I am being careful. -Are you sure?

-Yes! -Good.

Don't get emotionally involved, is what I'm saying.

Emotions?

That would never occur to me.

-This is Maja. -Get your passport and come!

-What? -We're going on a trip.

-What trip? - Come now!

-Now? -Yes, come!

Yeah, OK, I'm down. Just give me five minutes, OK?

OK... Maybe you wanna tell me what we're doing in Kiel?

What's wrong with Kiel?

Nothing is wrong with Kiel. I always wanted to go to Kiel.

-New York, Paris... Kiel! -Yes!

Your phone is ringing.

MIA MODIN

Who is it?

No one. Just an old friend from high school.

Seriously, why are we going to Germany?

Wait and see! It'll be fun!

Can we go inside? I'm dying.

Go ahead. I'll call her back, see what she wants.

I'll wait.

-Fuck it, she can wait. -Sure?

It's freezing! Let's go!

I-16. That's a one and a six.

My longest relationship was three months.

Mine, too.

After that, they start wanting something from you.

-It all dies. -Exactly! Every time!

Not every time. My parents were together for ages.

-And they were super in love. -That's nice.

But then my dad died. And my mom kind of lost the will...

Then she got sick.

It was as though she got lost in this weird fog.

I've been thinking about it, and I believe

had my dad still been alive, my mom wouldn't be sick.

Are you seeing someone?

Nah... There was someone, but nothing came of it.

-Why? -He was taken.

Of course. All the good ones always are.

Always.

What's the deal? That's why we're lucky to have each other.

If we haven't met anyone by 40, we should marry each other.

-You and me? -Yes!

-I'd love to. I'll drink to that. -Cheers.

Cheers.

What?

Nothing.

I was thinking about what you said. About you needing cash.

-What of it? -If you wanted to start selling,

I can set up a meeting with a guy who can make it happen.

If you want to.

-I thought that was what you wanted? -Yes, definitely.

Or?

-I want to! -OK... Good.

Soon, passengers can disembark...

-Where are you going? -Aren't we getting off?

No! We're gonna party!

Go get us a couple of drinks. I'll meet you by the smoking area.

-You... -I want a G&T.

-G&T? -G&T.

...down at the third floor.

-Can I get you a tequila? -There she is!

Maja, this is Hansi. Hansi, this is Maja.

-Hello, I'm Hansi. -Hi.

-Maja. -Nice to meet you.

-Hansi just told me he's a chef. -Yes, I am.

What a coincidence, I can't cook for shit.

No? You cannot?

-So we're a perfect match. -Let's go have some more drinks.

I'll catch up. A G&T or something. I know people in the bar.

Maybe dance?

-The DJ is shit, though. -Perfect DJ.

-No, he's not. -He's perfect. I like him a lot.

I wouldn't expect anything else.

-The DJ is shit. -This place isn't shit.

Shots!

I can't do this...

-Yes, come on! Do one! -No... I'm so drunk.

-Me, too! You gotta do one! -I don't want to.

Hansi...

-Would you like another one? -Yes, please!

Are you OK?

-I'm good. I'm just drunk. -Me too.

-Got any smokes? -No, I'm all out.

We got a pack when we got on.

Yeah, but we've smoked so much.

Hansi has. But there's gotta be some left.

No, I'm all out. Hey. Gimme.

Hey! I'm out!

No...

Maja Olsson.

-Maja Olsson! You're super cute. -No, I'm ugly.

I mean...

-Come on! Let's go down. -No!

Yes! I'm gonna cheer you up.

-Hansi! We'll be back soon, OK? -OK, bye.

-Are you OK? -Yes.

We're here...

-Everything is rocking. -I know.

This will make you feel better.

No... I can't. I'm taking a drug test.

What? You did that last week.

-Right... -So you're good!

You can take as much as you want. Wanna go first?

Want the last one?

Sure?

And look what I got.

Come on, let's go back down. Are you feeling better?

Maja?

Maja?

Maja?

Maja?

Maja? Wake up.

We're almost there.

There it is.

-Whose car is this? -Hansi drove it on in Kiel.

-You have a driver's license, right? -Yes, but...

Get in the right lane.

-Are there drugs in the car? -Just drive, he won't stop you.

-Isn't that your friend...? -Drive.

Head toward European route E6.

We're going in here.

Be careful, because it's all... Well, you can see for yourself.

Come on.

Come on!

Wait here.

Fuck!

-Hiya. -Hey, what's up?

-All good. You? -Good.

-Here you go. -Thanks.

-Maja is here. -Maja?

The new girl. She drove the car through customs.

-No problem? -No, she was cool.

-Good. Is she a party girl? -Yeah.

-Do you trust her? -Yes. Hundred percent.

-She's here. Wanna meet her? -Next time.

For you. You can take the black Toyota in the back.

-Drive safely. -Have you heard from Jojo?

-I've been calling him. No answer. -Nope. Nothing at all.

Tell him to get in touch when you get ahold of him.

-Good. -Later.

-Yes! Kiss. -Kiss.

Let's go. We're taking another car home.

It's parked out here.

This is our car. You drive.

-You should've checked with me. -I tried to get ahold of you.

You should've awaited orders. I'd have never OK'd this.

You left without a wire, without a tracker, without backup.

There was no time! I had to leave in a hurry.

Don't you see how badly this could've ended?

Plus, you've now smuggled narcotics into the country.

Had she not gone, she'd have been made.

I'd have done the same thing.

Well, now we know how the drugs get into the country.

Put surveillance on the customs officer.

And you, find out about the next delivery.

You're excused.

-Thanks. For backing me up. -I'd have done the same thing.

I don't think we'll see each other so much going forward.

I'm transferring to Internal Affairs.

-Oh. I didn't know. -They just confirmed it.

-Congratulations. -Thanks.

You deserve it.

At least I don't have to kiss her ass.

Honestly, I think she prefers you over me as investigator.

-Me? -That's what I'm hearing.

So don't fuck up.

Are you OK? You seem off.

I'm behind on my student loans.

You need to borrow money? Just let me know.

Do you know when the next delivery is?

-Do you think I could...? -Your time will come, Maja.

I promise. Come on.

Hey...

Thanks.

Guard these with your life.

Hey. We'd like to grab some food to go.

Two Hawaiian burgers, a Coke, a chocolate drink...

-And a shrimp salad, too. -Yes.

-How much? -One hundred and fifty kronor.

Yes.

This is where you spend your Friday evenings?

-You hungry? We're on a night shift. -Act like you don't know me.

What the fuck, you fucking creep!

He touched me! Said he was gonna frisk me!

What is your name? I asked you, what's your name?

I'm going to report you to your boss, you hear me? You fucking creep!

-What happened? -Your colleague just grabbed my tits.

That's what happened!

-Let's go. -Keep your hands to yourself, creep.

Did you see his face?

Come on!

Hi.

-Happy now? -What?

I just got chewed out for ten minutes by Mia Modin.

I almost blew the entire undercover mission.

Why the hell did you report that?

-I didn't think... -Huss.

You'd do anything to climb the ladder, right?

Katarina?

I've been trying to reach you. We need to go. Just got a call.

-What? -Local Hylte police.

Hylte? What did they want?

He was at the rave, but flushed it all down.

-Do we have a name? -Johan Wadström. Nicknamed Jojo.

Ella's friend.

Coming out tomorrow? Sticky is playing.

-Sure. -I hope Jojo will be there.

He hasn't answered his phone in a week. Very unlike him.

Maybe he's fallen in love again.

He does that. Disappears for a while. Then he comes back.

Love coma...

Nice bracelet.

Thanks.

-Want it? -No.

-I want you to have it! -I didn't mean it like that. No!

-I bet it cost a fortune. -I want you to have it.

-I can't accept it. It's too much. -Of course you can.

-You can't close it with your nails! -Now it's yours.

Thank you.

-Got any plans for Thursday? -No. Why?

I'm picking up another car on the ferry.

Maybe you wanted to come?

You'll get paid this time.

Definitely.

OK.

I want you to meet someone.

-If you have time. -Yes.

-Now? -Yeah.

-I'll put some on some coffee. -Thanks.

Hi.

Hi, mom. I brought a friend today.

-Maja. -Hi.

Seen any birds today?

-Who are you? -This is Maja.

I told you. My friend. She really wanted to meet you.

And who are you?

It's me. Ella.

-Ella? -Your daughter.

It's hard to remember sometimes...

I'll go get some coffee.

JOJO IS DEAD! DON'T WANT TO BE ALONE, CAN I SLEEP AT YOUR PLACE?

Mia!

-Do we have a place in the city? -What do you mean?

I can't take her to my place.

Darius! Don't you have a crash pad in town?

-Yeah? -We need it.

Arrange it with him.

-Have you changed the place? -Yes, these... Don't you like them?

-Sure, they're fine. -Thanks. Now I'm happy.

I brought some magazines.

-No need to return them. -OK...

What are you doing? That goes here.

-There? OK. -Yes.

What? What are you laughing at?

-I'll put it here. -It looks nice there.

Hey, so how does this work? If she wants coffee?

Buy coffee, for starters.

I don't have any.

-You don't have coffee? -No.

-Press the coffee with this. -Press it? Like this?

That's it. And then you press...

-Is that her? -She isn't due for hours.

Fuck.

She can't see you. You were at the raid. She cannot see you.

-Shit, you scared me. -Sorry. But it's done.

-It now says Olsson on the door. -Thanks.

-It was the technician. -She scared the shit out of me.

-Maja Olsson lives here now. -Welcome. Make yourself at home.

You got booze in that cabinet.

-Nice. Champagne? -Yeah...

-Need help with anything else? -No, I'm good.

It's going to go well.

-Call me if you need anything. -Thanks.

I can't understand he's gone. I've known him since I was 14.

He was the nicest guy. He never even got angry.

I can't understand why anyone would hurt him.

-Do you know what happened? -No.

His sister called me and...

said she'd found him outside town.

Did he also pick up cars in Germany?

He recruited me the way I recruited you, but...

we were friends.

-You think it could be related to... -I can't talk about it anymore.

It's OK. We don't need to talk at all.

-Wanna catch a movie? -I just wanna sleep.

What is that?

Sleeping pills. Can't sleep without them.

-Are you sure I can take your bed? -Of course.

I'll sleep on the couch. No worries.

-Good night. -Can't you stay awhile?

This trip on Thursday... to Germany.

It'll be my last one.

After that, I can afford to take off with my mom.

Can't you come?

-To Thailand? -Yeah.

Maybe.

-Good night, Maja. -Good night, Ella.

It's kind of important to always have your phone with the tracker in it...

I know.

If this goes well, Ella will lead us all the way to her bosses.

And you will have full support from the surveillance.

-What kind of time will she get? -She has no priors.

That'll work in her favor, but definitely a few years.

Katarina, are you OK?

Yes.

-There. Now, the bag is ready. -OK.

Let's go to the cabin. It's so cold!

You'll love this beach.

My mom would freak out if I went to Thailand instead of studying.

Fuck this. Let's do a line?

Come on!

-Hi. -Hi.

-Mind if I check in? -Go ahead.

Just curious about the case. I haven't heard anything in a while.

Oh, right...

Must be so hard to feel your mom is never happy with you.

Must have been hard when your sister passed.

Sometimes I think it's a burden for her that I'm still around.

Why?

I remind her too much of my sister.

I don't think she knows how to be a parent anymore.

It's as though she's just... shut down.

-Are you sad about that? -In the beginning, yeah.

But... not as much anymore.

Mom is someone you put up with. Not someone you really like.

And I think she feels the same about me.

That's tough.

OK. I've heard enough. Thanks.

-Let's do a line. -Now?

Yeah.

-We're getting off in a minute. -So? Come on! It'll be fun!

-No, I don't want to. - You're more fun when you're high.

I'll drive through customs this time. Give me the keys.

-Are you kidding? You did a line. -So?

-You shouldn't drive. -Give me the keys!

I barely feel it.

If Mia finds out she's taken cocaine on duty...

Yes, all right. They arrested their friend in customs, Sticky.

-Last name Wilmer. -Wilmer?

-As in Hans Wilmer? -The commissioner?

His nephew, apparently.

Of course.

Wait here. I'll be right back.

-Hey. -Hi.

Maja, right? Nice to meet you. I'm Alex.

-How long will it take? -About an hour.

-Where are we going? -You'll see.

The phone.

-What? -Your phone.

Thank you.

Just a precaution. I'm sure you understand.

The car seems to have stopped. What the hell have I missed?

It's not moving.

Patrol eight looking for a rusty red Toyota

with license number FWP 76K.

Was last seen on route 34 outside Hylte.

Unarmed officer in the passenger seat.

-They've lost her. -We need to look for her.

-We need to await orders. -We have to!

She knew what she got herself into.

Hey.

-All good? -Yeah. Busy.

-He's in the stable. -OK.

You guys go ahead. See you later.

-Hey. -Hey.

-What do we do? -We have no trace of her!

There's nothing but forest all around.

Here. This is the only thing for miles.

Show me.

-There. It looks like a farm. -Gustaf, call all patrol cars.

-Hi. -Hello.

-This is Maja. -Hi, Maja. Welcome.

Harry. "The king of stables." Nice, huh?

You can pet him if you want.

So, Maja... Do you want to make some money?

Good.

Isn't that girl familiar somehow?

-Who? -Maja. Her buddy.

I feel like I've seen her before.

Fuck!

She got made. Fuck!

-Johan, it's urgent! -Roger that.

Jens? Can I have a word?

-We need to bolt. -What are you talking about?

-Maja... -Listen to me!

They killed Jojo.

-Please, you have to trust me. -How do you know?

Come on! Run!

Come on!

Hurry up!

Drop the knife! Alex, let her go!

Maja! Drop the knife!

Hurry up!

Come on!

Run!

Run!

-Ella, I can't come with you. -What?

You have money. Leave the country.

What are you talking about? Come on!

-Listen to me! -Come on!

Run away!

Katarina... Are you hurt?

What do you mean "Katarina"?

What's going on, Maja?

What's going on?

-Maja! -Easy...

-Maja, what's going on? -Give me your hands.

Are you helping the police?

Don't say anything until you have a lawyer, OK?

-I trusted you! -There we go. Let's go.

Let's go to the car.

I will miss you too.

Take some cake now.

Katarina, you lied to me. You took heavy narcotics on duty.

That's an outright crime, even in these circumstances.

-Yeah, but... -I understand you feel you had to.

But the fact is, you chose to keep it from me afterward.

Now I can't trust you.

-Hi. -Hi.

How are you?

I'm OK.

-Back on the beat? -Yeah.

Got any plans for the weekend?

Maybe you want to come over for dinner on Sunday night?

Maybe.

Kattis!

Come over on Sunday.

Yeah.

Subtitles: Mario Bernengo Edited by: María Delgado www.plint.com