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Tomorrow I'll explain everything.
You'll understand.

You're asking me to lie to Säpo.

David Juhlin? Petra Ullrich,
Swedish Security Service.

Stolen? How could that happen?

I think someone was here last night.

You haven't told anyone about them?

I've shown them to David.

Where are the originals?

The documents at Marcel's,
and we are not together anymore.

Is there something
you want from me, Margarita?

I belong to him now.

What are you going to do with it?
Why the fuck did you need this?

Viktor Gusin?
We have a search warrant.

You're not getting away with this.

I have someone else to worry about.

I want to meet Anger. Tell him
I have someone he'd like to see.

Give me
Pashie's final three chess moves.

Castled.

"LZ, GU"...

He switched places.

Lazarev is Gusin.

So Pashie's alive?

Yes, I got a message
from her yesterday.

I think she tried to say Gusin is
alive, and Gusin is Lazarev.

-What?
-We may have found Lazarev's brother.

-We're on our way there.
-Okay.

-Can you try to get more on Gusin?
-Mmm...

Look in libraries, archives,
old newspapers, whatever.

I have to know everything about him.

Can you ask Carl
why my dad has that picture?

I don't know why,

but he always showed me old pictures
when I was a kid.

-Just talk to Carl.
-Sure, I'll try.

-Let me know if you find anything.
-Be careful.

-Bye.
-Bye.

Dad?

Dad, we're supposed to
lay the nets now.

I was by the cape.
It's perfect for whitefish.

Dad?

Dad, we were supposed to
lay the nets now.

Not now.

Soon.

But we said we would.

Dad!

Dad, are you okay?

I'll help you up. Come on.

Stop it. Leave me alone now.

-Get up. Come on!
-Get out of here!

Suit yourself, fucking idiot!

Get out of here.

I hate you! Do you get it?
I hate you!

How much longer do you think it is?

On these shitty roads,
at least a couple of hours.

Police Chief Papanova.

-Hi, Julia.
-Nestor...

Good morning.

-You look beautiful.
-Thank you.

Little by little good.

Now, let's talk business.

Obviously, Marcel knew more
than we thought.

Who did he talk to?

Well, this problem
has already been resolved.

We will tell the Swedes a story that
I think will calm them down.

We cannot take any risks before the
elections.

This can jeopardise our entire plan.

In the current situation, your
personal agenda is not important.

My agenda is by no means a personal
matter.

Maybe it would be better for him
to step back and let me...

Comrades.

The Soviet Union we have been
creating for decades

at the cost of incredible efforts

and numerous sacrifices,

is crumbling before our eyes now.

The efforts of the West to
destabilise our country

and impose the so-called
vaunted democracy on us

will not end with success.

As far as I remember,

democracy has never been
an alternative for Russia.

Yes... That's right.

When Yeltsin wins the elections,
and Yeltsin will win the elections,

it will be our victory too.

And that's when we
start promoting a new leader

who will never give up his power.

And all this will take place under
the proud flag of democracy.

I propose a toast

to the father of our people,
Joseph Vissiaronovich Stalin.

To Stalin!

Comrade Lazarev.

I certainly support you.

Yes, power in Russia will pass to us.

But times are changing.

and having power today
is not the same as when you...

Thank you, comrade Papanova,

for sharing your thoughts
so generously.

But those who know...

Whoever felt the power
of the Russian bear

understands very well
what I'm talking about.

The Telephonera deal...

is complete.

It's done.

We are on Swedish territory now,

which means that we will have access
to all Swedish telecommunications

and everything that happens there.

This is power, comrades.

Like gas or oil, this is real power.

What's going on...
I can't believe it. Coffee!

Can you believe this?
8,000 roubles for coffee!

It seems that everybody thinks
that fraud is okay now.

With our new market economy.

Well, supply and demand.

-Hmm?
-You paid it.

With your money, yeah.

Damn thieves.

My father would have hated this.

Justice was what mattered to him
the most.

But he never received any.

What happened to your dad?

He was a journalist.

And one day,
KGB came into our house and...

just took him away.

I was ten.

After Perestroika, my mother
received a letter

saying that my father had died
in prison form septic shock.

For ten years,
he was there alone in the cell.

My whole childhood.

I'm sorry.

My dad...

committed suicide.

So, that was it.

He was gone.

And...

And... the last time that we...

I...

Do you remember the last time you
saw your dad?

Yeah, I can picture it.

I remember I was in my bed,
getting ready for sleep and...

He came into my room
and kissed me on my forehead.

That's nice.

We should probably get going.

Yeah.

-Shouldn't we go now?
-Absolutely.

You'll be late for work.

You know? I was actually
going to stay at home today.

Maybe you want to stay at home
with daddy today?

We have PE today.

What if we were to go somewhere?

Somewhere warm and sunny.
Disneyland.

Just you and me?

-For real?
-Yes.

But I'm supposed to be
at Mom's place this week.

That's right.

Right, that's...

It was just
a spur of the moment idea.

But it was a dumb idea.

Okay.

Let's drive you to school.

How about you get dressed?

Hello!

Alexander Lazarev?

What do you want?

Sorry to disturb you. My name is Max.

I'm Mira. We wanted to ask a few
questions about your brother.

About my brother?

Nestor Lazarev.

And why are you interested in him?

We need help.

His girlfriend is in danger.

We hoped to find Nestor Lazarev.

We used to think
that he died in 1963.

But he is alive.

So you... aren't siblings?

Please.

My girlfriend...

She will die.

He was going to God,

and we were dying of hunger
here on Earth.

We thought that...

there is nothing wrong with that.

On the contrary,

it would be the right thing to do.

I buried him like a dog, in a ditch.

No name,

no headstone.

I didn't even tell Nestor
that I had sold him.

His name and himself.

Do you know who paid for it?

Viktor Gusin?

Even the might
can be thrown off a cliff.

But the most stubborn
manage to save themselves.

Grasp with their claws.

DEATH CERTIFICATE

What's this?

Nestor Lazarev's death certificate.

Gusin can't hide anymore.

Go ahead and tell me.

I lied to Säpo yesterday.

I know, and I'm really grateful
for that.

-Thank you so much.
-Thank you?

You said that you would explain.

I'm sorry, but... I can't.

Yes, you can. Of course you can.

Just open your mouth, David.

Do you understand what I've done?

I... I can't.

I lied to Säpo!

If you don't tell my why,
before the end of the day...

I will call Säpo and tell them
that you forced me to lie.

Charlie?

Oh, good. What do you think of this?

-That...
-Gusin is Lazarev.

He was apparently like a son
to Stalin.

When he was imprisoned for espionage,

the Russians bombed Stockholm and
demanded Gusin's release.

Bombed?

-Because of Gusin?
-Yes.

RUSSIAN BOMBS OVER STOCKHOLM
BOMBS ALSO OVER STRÄNGNÄS

Carl was right. He's still alive.

But didn't he die in '63?

He was accused of treason
and plotting a coup.

To save himself,
he staged his own death.

VIKTOR GUSIN AND CARL BORGENSTIERNA
AT PREMIERE OF LA BOHÈME

I promised Max to check something.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

-What's happened?
-I'm sorry, he's taken ill.

-We have to go in.
-But...

You don't have to worry anymore.

He's going to be in prison
for a long time.

Stalin will not leave Gusin
in Swedish prison.

But what is he going to do?

The government has pulled out
of the negotiations.

You are so naive, Carl.

It's one of your best qualities.

I'll be home as soon as I can.

Yes, you will.

Hi, Ray.

The deal went through.

-And Säpo?
-It was sorted out.

Good.

And you managed that
completely on your own?

Or, I had some help
from an employee...

Well, not exactly help...

Who was it?

What difference does it make, Ray?

Trust, David.

It's about trust.

No that the deal's going through,
we'll work even closer together.

There can't be any...
any issues between us.

We have to be completely honest
with each other.

My real name is Oleg.

Oleg Petrov.

I was trained to kill at a Russian
special forces unit.

Nobody know that I exist.

And I've done things to people...

...good people...

...that I will have to live with
for the rest of my life.

Sometimes I wake up in the middle
of the night, screaming.

If you ever violate that trust
by lying

or withholding something from me,

then...

It usually takes...

three or four hard slams
into the tarmac

before the skull cracks.

It gets fucking messy.

I don't want to wake up screaming

because I'm thinking
about you, David.

PETROL

-Yeah?
-He gave me a location.

The foyer of the Bolshoi Theatre
on Y Street.

No.

I have another suggestion, the
central station.

Down by the storage lockers.

I'll pass that along,
but I can't promise you anything.

Are you going to be there?

I have to go to Zurich.
I'm leaving the country in one hour.

Right. Of course.

If you can guarantee me that you'll
keep Brice & Stadthaller out of this,

I have material I can fax you
once I've landed in Zurich.

Material that should
help your friend,

and that will be the end
of Lazarev.

-I'll send you a number.
-Okay.

Bye.

So, what did he say?

-Yes?
-Counters check.

-Marcel Rousseau?
-Yes.

-What are you doing?
-Calm down.

What do you want?

-Calm down.
-What?

-Calm down.
-What do you want?

You want money? I have money.

I have lots of money.

What are you... What are you doing?

Carl had to go to the ER.

I didn't know he was that ill.

Yeah... no, or yeah...

He's old.

The irony. His own Vektor goes under
right as he goes under.

Don't say that!

Well...

Are you ready?

No.

Me neither.

-Let's do this.
-Yes.

-Thanks.
-Hi.

-Hi.
-Hi, welcome.

Hi.

Eh...

Alright.

David Juhlin, where is he?

I tried to get a hold of David, but
it appears he couldn't make it.

Okay.

Well, you asked for this meeting,
so go ahead.

We needed to double check
some information about SPGSM.

So we sent our consultant
Pashie Kovalenko to St Petersburg

where she disappeared.

So, our business analyst, Max
Anger...

These are
your internal problems, so...

No, that's not really the case. Eh...

We have... Excuse me.

We have reason to believe
it is related to the deal.

First and foremost, we know
that Saint Petersburg GSM

has hidden owners.

Why have I not
been informed of this before?

A journalist who has helped Pashie
Kovalenko gather information

about Saint Petersburg GSM
has been murdered.

Another woman who was helping
Pashie Kovalenko with information

was murdered in front of Max.

All of this is about
a number of documents

that show the ownership structure
behind Saint Petersburg GSM.

We've read these documents.

And they show that there are hidden
assets in the company.

There are several owners with ties
to positions of power in Russia.

There's a hidden major owner
called Nestor Lazarev.

He is the one
who kidnapped Pashie Kovalenko.

So, we need to call off this deal.

But we've already signed the
contracts and faxed them to SPGSM.

No, we had a week to do it...

No.

Get legal here. They'll have to find
a way to end this mess.

The whole damn company could fall.

And the government too.

May I look at those documents?

Unfortunately we don't have them.
They were stolen from our office.

It's like this... I...

I met with David Juhlin
a couple of days ago.

You had a meeting with David Juhlin?

I showed him these documents.

The following night,
somebody broke into our office

and took those documents.

That's why I'm wondering
what David Juhlin is.

During the GSM conference in Madrid,
I was contacted by Marcel Rousseau

from Brice & Stadthaller.

He offered me money, 200,000 kronor
for confidential material.

It would make the deal between
Telephonera and SPGSM easier.

There is no excuse, but my finances
were in the gutter after my divorce.

I was struggling to keep my house
for me and my son.

I gave Marcel Rousseau the material.

It was supposed to be a one-off.
but I was forced to continue.

Over the past few days I've mislead
Säpo, lied to management,

asked colleagues to lie for my sake
and put others in danger.

I made the cell towers to
malfunction.

Coerced by death threats, I installed
a Trojan for the Russians.

I've tried to repair the damage,

but I've feared for my life
the whole time.

Now I know that
they will never let me live.

A Russian assassin, Oleg Petrov,
AKA Ray McKinley,

will kill me sooner or later.

I know that I'll always be seen
as a traitor,

but I hope this letter leads to the
arrest of those who are guilty,

and that the deal is called off.

I hope my son will find out that I
eventually did the right thing.

-Hi, it's Kaspar.
-Hi, son.

Dad, what do you want?

Dad, what do you want?

Nothing special.

-What are you doing?
-I don't have time to talk.

Could you call later?

We're building a model.

-Martin is here.
-Okay.

That's great.

-But...
-Can you call later?

I...

Dad?

I'm proud of you.

And I love you.

Thanks, Dad.

We'll talk later.

SÄPO
POLHEMSGATAN 30, STOCKHOLM

Here you go.

Max, I can go with you, you know.
Keep the distance.

It's better if you're in the car.

Here. When I call you, if I use the
words "fax it" in any way...

You do that,
and you get yourself safe. Okay?

Okay.

I'll leave this here, just in case.

...is arriving at platform seven.

What else would we talk about?

The express train to Moscow leaves
from platform two in 15 minutes.

Lazarev wants you to come with me.

He should come here.

He's waiting outside.

Damn, damn, damn!

Come on, come on!

Where are you going, you asshole?

No, no, no...

Fuck you!

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