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Was one of the abusers Carl Ekberg?
It was my understanding that he was making the rules.
Always the same guys?
No. It was maybe ten people, but not necessarily all guys.
About how many were subject to the same thing as you?
No one was subjected to anything.
It was like machinery. Like a...
normal procedure.
It was systematic. That's what was so insane about it.
A CLASS APART
Damn, I've missed seeing you!
-Daniel! Welcome back! -Thanks!
You look great!
-I feel great. Really great. -Do you?
-And, I'm so glad to see you. -Likewise.
Put your bag in the back, and you can get started.
I hope you know just how good this feels.
Fuck.
Hello.
I know what you're going to ask. No, nothing happened.
- You don't have any gossip? -No.
No, nothing. No gossip at all.
I just met Eva. I feel fucking ill.
I'd like to hear about it, but I have so much to do. Can I ring later?
- Yeah, okay. Bye. -Bye.
-Yes. Hello? - Hi, it's Daniel.
Do you know how soft you are?
No, really. Feel right here.
Feel it.
Stop.
-You are. -No!
I think so.
-Now? -Now.
-Good morning! -Good morning!
You could have cleaned up after fucking.
Excuse me. I didn't know I needed to comb my hair to meet you.
A queen on her throne.
I'll keep that in mind.
Report.
You have more to tell than us.
And you? How many for you?
One.
And Hugo?
The city girls were there.
No, it was only one. For me as well.
Yourself?
One?
Yes.
Uh...
What's going on?
Is there something between you two?
No. You can't be serious.
So you...
You like each other?
Hugo?
Say something.
What? It was only fun. Nothing more than that.
It wasn't serious or anything.
She's upset.
She's your fucking friend.
You wanted her involved. What are you up to?
So, you still haven't accounted for your whereabouts that night.
Yes, I have.
I can tell you again if you want.
I was fixing a door to the stall
around eight o'clock. Then...
I went home around nine, maybe.
Worked out at home, and went to bed.
Your colleague said the lights were out around that time.
That's usually the case when I sleep.
-Do you have better questions? -Do you work out in the dark?
Said, can I speak with you?
What are you doing?
-What do you mean? -He already told you.
-Dan. -He's hiding something.
Let it go.
Fine.
Why weren't you at breakfast the following morning?
Why are you treating me like a suspect?
That's more relevant. I understand you're not the station's smartest.
It's just that you can't confidently demonstrate your whereabouts.
Excuse my colleague. You can go now.
What are you doing?
I think he's hiding something. They're protecting each other.
Okay. Interesting. I imagine you have...
something that supports that?
-No. But... -Exactly. That's what I thought.
Said, your contempt for these people is starting to take over your job.
It's starting to be obvious why you want them to be guilty.
I'm disappointed in you.
Bias towards anyone has no place here.
Understood?
It's understood.
Good.
Hi.
Hi!
Why are you here?
I just wanted to be alone.
Are you okay?
Not really.
Is it Caroline?
Yeah, and Hugo.
I heard you were hanging out.
Not anymore.
Sorry. But isn't that for the best?
He's not really known for being a good guy.
You deserve better.
He makes me feel...
Dumb. She does too.
Like I have no feelings or thoughts.
Why do you hang out with them?
I don't know. I always wanted her to like me.
So much that, I let them do things to me.
What do you mean?
You know that video going around?
With that girl?
It's me.
-Sara. -Mm?
Can you follow me?
Right now?
It's important.
-I'm so afraid of being punished. -Nothing will happen.
-Don't say that. You don't know! -I won't let anything happen.
You don't know what they can do.
Who is "they"?
The Zebra Club.
Can you tell me what happened?
I'm here to help you. I want this school to change.
But, you have to talk. I can't fix it if I don't know what's happening.
We're a group that meets up.
We watch movies, party, study.
And sometimes other things happen.
Like...
Things you don't want to do?
Sexual things?
Sometimes.
And everything happens in...
This Zebra Club room?
Yes.
Is it always the same people?
-Most of the time. -Okay.
I think we should go to the police.
-No! We can't go to the police! -Yes. We have to report this.
You don't know what they'll do to me.
-Listen. This is serious. -No!
-We have to report it. -We can't go to the police.
You can't tell anyone! You can't tell anyone! Promise!
Please. I'm begging you.
I have to think.
Maybe there's another way.
You have to promise that you'll talk to me.
Okay?
Okay.
Come on!
Embarrassing. Embarrassing.
My father is twice as old and can do four times as many push-ups.
Have you tried using love?
Love doesn't work on these charmers.
Oh my god!
Don't try it. I'm eating it.
I just want to thank you for today.
Of course.
-Hi. -Hi.
How nice that you...
-Could come with such short notice. -Of course.
Thanks! Okay, now.
Thanks so much.
So, there...
There's a girl that has been abused.
-Another one? -No. It's the same one.
The same as in the video.
Is there anything else?
Um, yes. I have...
I have this book that...
That I found. I believe there is a some kind of system...
That they've made. A manual for abuse.
There's a lot this girl has said
that matches the material in the book.
I really want to help her. She's very scared.
-I'll take this. -Yeah, okay. You can...
Of course we're going to help her. I'm going to do everything possible.
You can rest assured. I'm so thankful you came to me.
-That's called courage. -Thanks.
-Maybe we'll see each other later. -Maybe we will.
Hi!
I see the date went well.
Hi. Louise.
I know. I've heard a lot about you.
Hi.
We're late.
-I'm coming. Give me a second. -See you!
-I'll message you later. -Do that.
Come on.
Bye.
PHILIP: WHERE ARE YOU? CALL ME
Were you just going to ignore me today?
Or permanently?
We'll have to see.
-Can we find something to do? -I don't like fancy restaurants.
Why would I take you to one of those?
-What would we do otherwise? -I'll take you wherever you want.
Okay.
Really?
Okay. 12:30.
Tomorrow in the parking lot. Perfect!
Hi.
-Isaac! Welcome! -Hi! Thank you!
-What lovely flowers! Come in. -Hi! Come in!
-Martin. -Isaac. Nice to meet you.
-Hello. -Hi.
-Baba ganoush. -And lentil soup.
And she helped with the makdous.
-That takes a long time. -Is it always like this?
You're so funny.
-Is it good? -Very.
Take it easy, my love.
Take it easy, my love.
You're funny, Isaac.
I'll tell Sami that he's done a good job.
He's a good man. I wish him health.
I'll tell him you say hello.
Have more!
-How did that feel? -I love your parents.
-They love you. -Nice.
-You became so polite. -What do you mean? I am polite.
What are you talking about?
It's true.
Isaac...
Yes?
I'm pregnant.
I...
I'm not going to have it.
Are you sure?
What? Do you want children?
If you decide...
to have the baby...
I want you to know I'll be there for you.
-Okay? -Mm.
See you tomorrow.
-Okay? -Yes.
Hi!
-Shit, you're in such good shape! -Do you think so?
You look good!
I get like this. I get so nervous.
-What are you drinking? -It's an IPA.
How long do you think I've been waiting to drink one of these?
You've earned it.
-How are you feeling? -It feels good. It feels good.
It's conditional, but I'm out.
-Yeah. -Make sure you stay out.
Yeah, It's a new day, I promise.
Thank you.
I understand that you've been...
busy lately.
I'm embarrassed that I didn't come... I should have come to visit.
-No, no, no. -Yes, It was bad.
There's been a lot lately.
I understand. I saw you on TV, that debate...
-Oh, right. -Wow, you destroyed everyone there...
in the fucking studio. We were watching inside and it was so nice.
When you came in, I said: "that's my fucking Sara!" I was so damn proud!
I was so damn proud.
Do you know how proud I was?
-Daniel, I'm... -I'm...
100 percent clean now.
It's important for me that you know that.
-Right. -Yeah.
But, you haven't been out so long.
No, it's not about that.
It's about what's happened in here.
It's a new Daniel sitting in front of you.
Really. I met a guy in there that...
He's gone through the same thing I have.
He became a kind of mentor.
He taught me things I can use.
And this thing called dependency. It doesn't exist.
It's impossible to be dependent on something. You can choose.
Do I want it, or not.
It's psychological.
It's all about attitude. And it feels so good
that I'm at a place where I can choose...
So...
-You're not going to answer? -Later.
No. Who's ringing?
Uh, work.
But, but...
Is Sasha work?
Did you meet a guy?
Daniel!
I need you on the dishes as soon as possible.
Yes.
Okay, baby.
Hey, damn. It's so nice to see you.
I've missed you so much.
I'm so happy.
See you soon.
It's this KPI. What the hell is KPI?
Can I look at your notes for a second?
I don't get it.
Looking at them again probably won't help, but...
Absolutely.
Have you talked to William recently?
-No. Why? -You haven't seen him?
I heard he was sick.
You heard he was sick? From whom?
I don't know. He doesn't answer when we ring. We've tried.
Then he's sick, I guess.
Do you get up at seven in the morning and put these on?
-They're nice. -Thanks.
-Have you decided? -Mm.
I'd like a falafel and a diet coke.
-With everything? -Yes.
I'll have the same.
-The same? -Yes.
-Pay together, or separate? -I'll pay for it. I got it.
I invited you out. I'll take it.
It didn't work. Try putting it in.
-Sometimes that works. -Mm.
Done?
-That didn't work either. -The machine is wrong.
-The machine in brand new. -There's something wrong with it.
-Do you have another card? -Of course I do.
I'll just have to use this one.
See if that works.
-That didn't work either. -Your machine is broken.
-It's worked all day. -Has it?
I don't really want to be "that" person, but there's no limit on it.
Maybe the software needs changing, or something.
-Do you take cash? -We don't take cash.
Or we just do this.
What kind of pizzeria doesn't take cash.
-Will you be upset until we arrive... -I'm not upset.
I can see you're upset.
I'm not upset.
So you're not upset that I paid?
You think I'm upset because you paid? Are you crazy?
What? I can feel you staring at me.
You are really good at irritating people.
What should I do? The guy at the pizzeria was a fucking ass-hole.
I wasn't referring to him.
So, I'm irritating you?
Do you know what? I know exactly who you are.
You're the type to pretend to be friends with people:
"Oh, how nice, sweetie. That's cool". You don't give a shit about me.
I don't know what you want. I don't know what you're looking for.
Let me out.
-No. I'm not... -Let me out.
-Are you dumb? I'm not going to... -Stop the car.
-It's the middle of the forest. -Can you let me out?
Fine. There you go.
The crazy thing is that I really liked you.
A lot.
Questioning of William Kingbladh, the time is 8:34.
William came to the station and admitted to killing Robin Nyman.
Is that right?
Yes.
For the record, it should be noted that
you have refused to have a lawyer present, even though we have
-advised you to have one. -Yeah.
Okay, William.
I'd like you to tell us, in your own words, exactly what happened.
I...
I don't remember exactly. But, we were at dinner,
and I forced him to have so much...
that he...
He?
What? What happened?
He died.
It was my fault.
I poured vodka down a funnel.
It was my fault he drowned.
Wait. So, you gave him alcohol.
And what happened then?
After you gave him alcohol?
After? I went to bed.
But, that's when he must have gone to the water and...
So, you didn't see Robin after you poured the vodka?
No.
How long, after you did that, did Robin stay at the party?
20 minutes. I'm not sure. But it was my fault.
I'll take over now.
I've been listening in the adjoining room to this questioning,
and you claim that you killed him?
William, do you even know what murder is?
You can't come here, claim such a thing when you only gave him alcohol.
He didn't die from alcohol poisoning. And if he had, it's not murder.
Did you have an intention, or motive?
-No. But... -No. Okay.
Did you push him into the water?
-No. -No.
You at least saw when he left?
-I don't think so. -No.
So, why the hell do you waste our time with your bad conscience?
I thought it was my fault.
Okay. This is what you're going to do,
go back to school, go to your lessons,
and keep you hangover angst in check the next time this happens. So...
we don't go through this again.
And one more thing.
We know it was an accident.
-An accident? -Yes.
So, you can go now.
Was it your racist friend that had you take the blame?
Mum?
Mum?
Are you deaf now?
-Don't talk to your mum like that. -You don't answer when I ring?
-We didn't see... -The phone is right there.
What's happening? Where's my money?
I'm not paying to support your drug habit anymore.
Please...
Please, you sold off all my funds as well.
There's no money on any of the accounts.
Don't look at me.
-Otto, explain it to your son. -Otto, explain it to your son.
Did you use all the money on Thai whores again?
Never use that tone with me again.
Philip.
-Exactly. Take it easy. -Take care.
Nasim.
-Hi. -I am so stupid sometimes.
What did I believe? That you might have changed?
You make me seem like an idiot, you know.
What do you mean?
Should I have a kid with a drug dealer?
Should the kid be raised on fucking drug money?
Can you speak so I understand what you're talking about?
I thought you changed. That everything with that Tuna Kvarn guy
made you a little more careful, Isaac.
I invited you into my home, you met my parents...
-Okay, that's enough. -They loved you!
-Good. I've decided now. -Thanks. Bye.
Robin's death has been ruled an accident.
-I heard. -I'll have to tell the students.
Okay.
But, I have reason to believe that it wasn't an accident.
-I know that you... -Was is not an accident?
I'm not sure. I have a feeling about it.
I know that you understand that I...
I can't look his classmates in the eyes and lie to them.
So, I need your advice.
What would you do?
If I knew more that what I told you, I'd go to the police.
And try to get them to open the investigation again.
And if you don't have any evidence, but just a strong instinct about it?
Would you say something?
No, I don't think I'd say anything.
No. That's what I thought.
What do you know?
That was everything.
Sorry. Sorry I haven't been in touch...
I'm an idiot for not listening to you.
Straighten up, then.
Tell me what happened.
Promise not to get upset.
Yeah, okay. I promise.
At Philip's party...
I was so fucking drunk...
Philip, Hugo, and I had an after party, just the three of us.
It was hazy, but fun.
Then they started hounding me.
They said it was my fault Robin died.
That I made him have too much.
But now, I don't think it was true.
They said I should do the right thing, admit to being guilty.
The police said I should go home.
That it was an accident.
What did you say?
They closed the case.
-Excuse me. Do you live here? -Yes.
-Great. Do you know Sara? -Yeah.
Okay, because I've been knocking for a half an hour.
-Ah, okay. -I don't have a phone...
-She's probably not home. -No. How do you know each other?
-We're childhood friends. -Okay.
I've been living outside of the country and thought...
-I'd surprise her. -She's actually moving.
She's moving to the school.
Okay...
But, you can't live at Holmered School.
Not Holmered, Tuna Kvarn. She's there now.
Ah, cool. That's nice. Then...
Good for her. I'll ring her.
Try ringing her. Take it easy. Bye.
Sara, come here for a minute.
Have I told you about Elizabeth?
-No -I haven't?
Elizabeth was a student here as well,
at Tuna Kvarn. Then she went into the world.
Later, we met again, at a reunion 16 years ago.
She was having trouble with her husband, it was a bit of a mess...
She was a bit drunk...
That night. As one can get at times.
I told her that I had taken charge at the school, and when I said that...
She became crazy.
She said, "you have to fix this and that".
"This has to be done, that person should leave". She had so many ideas.
It just flowed out of her.
She was so driven, so I thought...
I have no choice here. I just laughed and thought that I had no choice.
I have to make her headmistress.
There was nothing else to do.
So, she became the headmistress. She was good at it.
Then, people change...
The world changes, people change, the school changes, but Elizabeth...
She thought it was difficult to change.
So, Elizabeth doesn't work as headmistress here anymore.
That's the end of the story about Elizabeth.
But...
I think that's where your story begins.
No.
Do you mean that I'll...
I think it would be really fun to work here, with you.
Wow!
I have to tell you something.
Oh, hi. I didn't know you...
I didn't know you were still here.
GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR NEW JOB CARL
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