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What's he doing here?

I don't give a crap about investments.

But don't think that I don't know

that you were in on shutting down the preliminary investigation.

Everyone knows what fucking contacts you have!

But you're forgetting a very important thing.

What? What am I forgetting?

I have nothing left to lose.

But you have a hell of a lot left to lose!

Hello.

Sorry for what happened yesterday.

-Hi. -Hi.

-Did you want to sit here? -Mm.

Sit somewhere else.

Philip? The headmistress wants to talk to you.

Close the door behind you, please.

A CLASS APART

Hello.

What is it?

You could've given me some kind of heads up.

Don't you think?

Do you love him?

I don't know.

Daniel, stop. I don't know. I...

It's just different.

-Okay. -Thanks.

Okay. The Age of Liberty in Sweden.

Or as others put it: The downfall of Sweden.

-Hello. -Right, hello.

Welcome, Isaac. I'm Rolf.

You can take Philip's seat.

What's he doing here?

I don't know.

Where was I? The Swedish Empire.

-But Gustav III... -Is this Robin's uniform?

...not much better economically, still influenced by...

The same size and all.

Was that planned?

-Do we have a problem? -Nothing more than you have, boy.

The Swedish Empire... Hugo, did you want to add anything?

Thanks. What I wanted to say was that during the night...

when Gustav III was murdered, most of the Swedish... yes?

Speaking of murders, when we have an expert among us

can we get some guidance on how to go about it

and how you get away with murder?

How you get hold of the dead persons clothes, and enrol in his school?

-It could be a good... -Get out.

-But he's an expert. -Hugo, get up!

-Okay, I get it. Here. -Get out now.

Close the door behind you.

-Hello, killer. -Who the fuck do you think you are?

Want to know what I did when I got back?

After you killed Robin?

Do you want to know what I did when I got back that night?

Your fucking dad bought everything I had that night.

I'm not a snitch, but I'm fucking tempted now

when you're acting like a disgusting bastard.

You should watch out!

Good.

Thanks for replying.

I was a bit worried that you might not want to...

I didn't want to see you then, to be honest.

I get that.

I just want to know that I feel bad.

I'm sorry.

I just don't get what you're...

what you're doing.

You're so fucking angry all the time.

I don't know what to expect from you.

You go from 0 to 100 out of nowhere.

You know you have a problem, but you don't want any help.

To stay with me, you need to show that you want to change.

You need help.

-Hello. -Hello.

-What are you doing here? -What do you mean?

-You're dodging me. -I've told you not to come here.

-But what? -Damn it.

-I know that you're avoiding me. -But I have nothing to say.

-What do you mean? -I don't know anything.

For real?

You're the headmistress, won't you help?

I can't talk here.

There are cameras everywhere.

I haven't got anything that would work in a trial.

You've got to help me - I thought we were doing this together.

-You promised that you'd try. -I can give you two names.

-Then you have to go. -Okay.

I don't know if it's valuable, but I've heard

that these two have argued with Carl.

I think they used to do business together, but it fell apart.

-It seems like they're in a conflict. -Okay.

I have no idea, but it might lead to something.

-Great, thanks. -Check them out.

I hope you know what you're doing.

-Hi. -Hi.

What are you doing?

I'm trying out some keys that I got from Elisabeth.

Okay.

Well, come in.

Thanks.

-Is this where you study? -Mm.

-Hello. -Hi.

-How are you? -Good.

-Are you sure? -Yes, absolutely.

Hi.

Thanks for seeing me.

Wasn't someone called Kenneth supposed to join us?

Yeah. But we can call him later.

What do you think he has to say?

Quite a lot. I'm not the only one he's duped.

Would you like one?

-No, I'm good... -Go ahead!

-I don't have much of an appetite. -Oh, why not?

Did you sleep okay?

-A little, not that much. -What do you do to sleep?

I warm up some milk. And you?

-I never touched drugs, so... -Of course.

How weird of me to assume that.

I never hit my best friend, either.

Okay.

Give me a good reason not to expel you.

Because... I have no other place to go.

You have no other place to go?

You can just... go home to mum and dad?

Not anymore. They've moved.

Oh.

I think the best thing for you... would be to be expelled.

And get away from here.

Live in another environment and find a place where you belong.

Find the thing you want to do.

Your own way, instead of the one you inherited.

But that's why I'm not going to expel you.

Because you fit in here.

And you don't deserve any better.

You can go now.

Welcome to Tuna Kvarn, I guess.

I think you're gonna fit right in.

NO UNAUTHORISED ACCESS

-But you see them? -Sure.

-Are you certain? -Absolutely.

I see nothing with the bank card reader.

-I'm telling you that... -Okay, great.

-That calms me down. -Good.

-The whole down payment? -Yes.

What a relief.

-Thank you. That's great. -Nice.

Someone's calling, I need to take it. But thanks!

Okay, bye.

-This is Carl. -My name is Amaya, from Pressnytt.

Hello Amaya, what can I do for you?

I wanted to give you a chance to comment on a piece I'm writing.

Okay, go ahead.

A number of people have stated and given strong evidence

about how you have committed fraud and blackmail

towards leading figures in politics and the business sector.

Using your position at the school.

It that something you want to comment on?

Let's do this.

You write what you want in your little paper.

And I'll sit down with my lawyers to write a libel complaint.

What do you say?

But is it really libel if there's evidence?

But thanks for your time.

I'm going away for a while.

-Why? -Work.

A work thingy I need to do.

-Oh. -But...

-You're okay with that, right? -Mm.

Good.

Good luck.

You, too.

Did you fix the chair issue?

No, I'm sorry. I totally forgot.

No problem, I'll do it, but...

remember your makeup, there's not much time.

-Are you okay? -I'm good. And you?

Good.

Too bad we couldn't do the other play, it would've been much better.

Why couldn't we?

The writer has decided that only men can play it.

Or else they sue you.

-Mm. How modern. -Mm.

But a farce is also fun!

Have you talked to Philip about...

his outbursts?

Well... we had a chat this morning.

I told him. But I don't know what Sara said.

-He could be expelled by now. -How do you feel about that?

I guess it's for the best.

Or...

I mean, I want him to... stay.

Oddly enough.

I get it... I'm not the right person to say this, but...

We both know who I fell in love with.

But... you deserve better.

He might be really nice to you when you're alone.

But... Philip's not a good person.

And you must accept that.

But you are.

-Mm. -And I...

really think you shouldn't run after him.

Are you telling me this, or yourself?

I think both of us need to hear it.

Louise, can you come here?

They couldn't have a real suitcase. Too expensive.

Too expensive. Guess the budget didn't cover it.

-It's like kid's play. -Yes.

-God, how he's behaving. -Yes.

I'm excited to see their costumes.

Nathalie, come here. There's a big ass crowd.

Nathalie, come back. What the hell are you doing?

Nathalie?

TUNA KVARN

I'll tell you something else.

I'll tell you about what everyone's wondering, but no one dares to ask.

What happens behind closed doors at this school.

You know that there's a society that every student wants to join.

Where a few people with power select who they want to degrade

and use like their own private toys.

Everything I wanted when I came here was to get into the Zebra society.

I knew my life would be okay if I got elected.

But...

it's been a nightmare.

Caroline Liljekrook...

she thinks she can rule us all.

But... the sickest ones are...

Philip Carnebo

and...

Hugo Ekberg.

Who thinks he can do whatever he wants to me.

It was me in the video.

They...

held me down even though I asked them to stop, several times.

They said it was a ritual.

Something necessary to be a part of the society.

But...

it took me a long time to realise...

that it was an assault.

They destroyed me.

Now you know who they really are.

They destroyed me. Now you know who they really are.

Philip!

What?

How the hell could you?

I don't give a damn about your little play.

I couldn't care less.

However,

if you're going to rebel, why not do it well?

It sucked.

Think of something new, that we don't already know.

You think you know everything.

But you might not know it all.

I think you missed that your beloved cuties...

vacationed together last summer.

William and Louise.

And when she came back to town, she started having sex with Philip.

But you know that, right?

Obviously not.

Everyone at Philip's party knows that they had sex.

The whole school knows.

Except you.

Speaking of sex...

William fucks really well.

I get why you like him so much.

-Nasim Persson? -Yes.

-Hello, come with me, please. -Thank you.

Come on now.

Shitty school.

-Hi. -What are you doing here?

How did you know I was here?

I didn't, that's why I asked. Where's Carl?

He's...

gone.

He left.

-What do you mean? -He's abroad.

Impressive.

What's so impressive?

Sasha!

Sasha!

Sasha.

The night at Kvarnen... was it planned?

-Hi. -Hi.

-I miss you. -What's happening?

Are you okay?

Yes, I'm fine.

It's fine, never mind.

How are you?

I miss you, too.

I need you in this mess.

I found out so much dirt from Otto,

how Carl's using the school

to manipulate students and parents for economic gain.

-What? -Mm.

It's so much sicker than we ever thought.

Kenneth told me something, that if it's true...

Okay, what did he say?

That there's a rumour that Carl filmed people.

Parties, school, everything.

And if that's true...

there's evidence for all shit that happened at that damn school.

It's sick. Sara?

Hello?

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Subtitles: Annika Bidner www.plint.com