Original subtitles

The murder took place on a summer night in 1990.

A young woman was buried in the sand and drowned by the tide.

Dad would not approve. Dad's dead, mom.

You weren't here. Are you trying to make up for that?

Are you Tom Stilton? You were working with my father.

Ask your father then! - He died of cancer a few years ago.

They attack homeless people then put the video on the internet.

They killed Vera. I want them.

Is that why you called me? - You were my best informer.

A retired cop told me they questioned an escort, Jackie Berglund.

I got many threatening calls when I was on that case.

Check this Olivia Rönning for me.

Nils Wendt made me listen to a recording.

I knew you'd do anything, but murder?! - Nobody can link that to us.

Is it serious? - It will destroy the company and myself.

Hello, Linn here. - Nice bathrobe. Sleep tight.

It's the General from Kinshasa. - Ah, good. Thank you very much.

Hi, Joseph! - Hello, Linn. How are you? - Fine, thank you. How are you?

Very fine. - Very good.

And how's Jeanette? - She's at University now, we're very proud.

Great to hear.

What can I do for you my friend?

We have a problem in the Walikale territory with a landowner.

Ok, if you do like this, call me back when you're done and we'll talk about the children's hospital.

Take care now. - Absolutely. Bye.

Last night, just before 11. - He called again?

Same recording? - A bit longer this time... then he talked.

Did you talk to him? - He made a comment about my white bathrobe.

He must have been outside my house. Thank God Bertil had gone to bed.

I think we should call the police. - I think not.

ENGLISH SUBTITLES BY BARISHNIKOV@KICKASS

Hi, Jelle.

Leave him alone.

Ready?

How's going?

Do you want the mark?

Now? - Yes.

No needle though. Just this for now.

Roll up.

Done.

You're one of us now.

CF?

One of those kids who kill the homeless have this tattoo.

On his left forearm.

What the fuck is it? - I have no idea.

Ok, I'll look around.

Why the hell you keep running up and down those stairs?

Come on, guys.

Let's go.

Acke, listen...

It'll be fun, ok? You can make some cash out of it.

Hi, what'll you have? - Hot dog with double everything.

Vettan!

Mink! - Hi, darling!

How long it's been! How you doing?

Two blowjobs in the whole night. - What did I tell you?

Yes, but you don't have a son to raise. - No...

After paying the bills, I got enough left for a lottery ticket. Nice, huh?

I have to go. Take care.

Promise you'll call me if you need anything.

Even just to have a talk, ok? - I promise.

You used to work for Gold Card, right? - Why do you wanna know?

I'm writing an essay, about escorts today and in the past.

As I understand, it was different in the past.

You were more like fancy chaperones, keeping up the mood during any event.

Something like that.

How many of you were there? - Quite a few.

Did anyone look like this girl?

Hard to tell. Maybe.

You didn't happen to hang out with a Jackie Berglund?

I gotta go back to work.

Hey, Acke!

Where does that skate come from?

I found it inside a container.

Are you sure? - Are you working tonight?

I'm afraid so, the restaurant is fully booked.

I'll probably be late.

I got these.

Where did you get these? - Collecting cans.

Nice.

So maybe you don't have to work tonight...

Unfortunately I have to, little one.

Can I help you? We're closing. - Just browsing, thank you.

Are you interested in interior design?

No... not in particular.

Not in particular...

Maybe you'd like to see some clothes. I got both new and vintage.

Actually, I don't think it's my kind of style.

Olivia...

...Rönning.

Aren't you? What the fuck are you after?

Acke...

Time to wake up. - When have you got back?

Late.

Did you drop a glass last night?

I threw it. - Why?

I fixed a couple of sandwiches.

You want cheese or salami?

What have you done?? - Why?

You got bruises all over you! - I played football.

You got those playing football? - Yes, football.

I'll have it with cheese.

Hi, dear. Bother you? - No.

You did a lot of work! - A lot of "compensating" you mean?

Forget that, please. I said a bunch of stupid things.

I found Tom Stilton. - What? Where?

In a dump. He's a bum, a wretch.

I had no idea he ended up that bad!

You plan to contact him again? - No if I don't have to.

Hey, Elvis! Will you come with me to Tynningö next summer?

When is your time off work? - Starting July 1st.

Are you coming? - Maybe, if I can finish with this thing.

Don't forget about those around you. After all it's only a school exercise.

Did Lennie complain? - Not at all.

I'm able to decide what's good for me.

Why are you always so hostile?

'Cause you're always criticizing me.

I didn't mean to, I'm only trying to support you.

You never wanted me to become a cop, it was dad who encouraged me.

It's not like that, you're being unfair. - That's the way I felt it.

I know. You've always put your father on a pedestal.

Yes, you have... and it's awfully unfair. - Why?

Because he was working all the time when you were a kid, especially on this damn case!

It took away years of our life and now you expect me to approve while you get obsessed with the same case?

He stayed up entire nights.

He could cancel a trip just hours before leaving...

...only because some idea got in his mind.

We almost got divorced because of that!

I had no idea. - I know... now you do.

Thanks for coming, Mink. - Mink always comes, you know...

What's wrong then? - It's Acke. He's got bruises all over his body.

He says it's football!

All over his body? - Yes.

I saw a couple on his back first but I didn't mind that much.

Now they're everywhere! I mean... it's so damn...

I played for Hammarby as a kid. You get hit a lot, yes, but this is...

You want me to talk to him?

Would you do that? - Of course... Mink fixes everything all the time.

I'll fix this. - Thanks.

How's the Walikale thing? - Fine, I spoke to Joseph.

We came to an arrangement.

You get the land and he gets...? - He loves topaz... and the idea of the children hospital.

At least you got something to be happy about.

Linn Magnusson. - It's Nils.

Hi, Nils.

What do you want? - To meet you. - Ok.

Why do we have to meet? - Because I say so.

Where?

Skanstull car park. On the roof.

When? - Tonight at 11. Come alone.

There. - Thanks.

Listen, Acke.

Here's the thing...

Your mom says you're covered with bruises.

You say it's because of football, but I believe you're lying.

What's it to you? - The fact that you're lying?

I'm not. - No, ok.

Let's put it this way...

I don't give a shit about you lying to your mother, ok?

I used to bullshit my mother so much that her head would spin.

I understand that! But, between me and you... what's going on?

Acke...

I'm one of them.

CF... what is it for? - "Cage fighters".

What is it about? Fights? - Sorta.

Where do you meet to fight? Where??

Acke! Where do you go to do these things?

In the underworld.

How's your sister? - Good. Very good.

Say hello to her. - Absolutely.

Who's that? - Just a friend, don't worry.

See that building? The caves are under that.

The front gate is usually locked.

Is there another way in?

There's a hatch over there, with a ladder down.

You get to a grid, which is the entrance of a tunnel.

Which leads to the caves? - Yes, but it's very narrow.

It goes down for about 15, 20 meters. - Oh shit!

And it's awful dark. - Ok, got it.

Are you planning to go down there? - Like hell! Are you crazy?

Good, 'cause you'd never make it. - Of course not.

Guess what I just fixed? - The drain?

Two tickets for theater tonight. Hjalle can't go.

Too bad I can't come. - Why?

I have a meeting at the office. - Postpone it then.

Sorry, not possible.

What kind of meeting?

A presentation. Some big shot from Nairobi will be there as well.

Unfortunately I can't cancel it.

Want some coffee? - No, I want to fuck.

Every time I say to myself: "This is the last night... or the second to last."

"One more night and I stop". - But you never do.

We couldn't go on otherwise.

Find yourself a normal fucking job!

Like you? Have you ever had a normal job?

I operated the Katarina Elevator for a while...

Yes and they fired you because you charged people twice as much.

Hell yes! That damn lift never worked properly anyway!

It wasn't football, Vettan.

Acke doesn't fight.

Acke fights with other kids inside a fucking cage in an underground cave.

They call it "cage fighting".

They bet money.

If you win, you go up the rank. On top of the rank you can get a lot of cash.

He aims to that.

He knows what you do, Vettan.

Ha can't stand it.

He wants to make money so you won't be a whore anymore... - Thanks, enough...

Look, it's the guy who was fucking in the trailer!

Let's go.

Kill him!

Hi, Stilton. How are you?

Stilton? Hello?

What...? Tom, where the fuck are you?

Dammit...

I got a friend who's in big trouble, I must go. - Ok.

Are you ok? - Yes, don't worry.

Stilton!

Shit, you shouldn't have done that! You must go to the hospital!

No... - No?! The almost killed you!

Fuck that, I'm going home. - "Fuck that"... you gotta...

Can you walk? I got a cab here, it's only 20 meters. Come on.

Come on! Shit, you're heavy!

Where's the phone? - In my pocket.

Stilton's phone. Mink speaking. - My name's Olivia, is Stilton there?

Yes, you know him? - He's helping me with something.

Have you got patches and bandages? Can you bring them over?

Why? - He's been beaten half to death. - Where are you?

On the shelf... fuck, Mink! - Yes... ointment for wounds.

Sheep fat, beeswax, alum... what's all this shit?

Put that thing on me!

My God! What happened? - Never mind.

Ready? It's coming... There, like that...

Does this stuff really work?

Don't you have any painkillers? - Maybe in my bag. I gotta lie down.

Take these first, then you can lie down.

There you go.

Hi, Linn. It's been a long time.

You got old.

Yes, it happens.

So you recorded our last conversation in Kinshasa.

Is this it? - It's a copy. Listen to it. - And the original?

In some place... and they expect me back before July 1st.

If I'm not, it will go straight to the police.

Still married to Bertil? - What is it that you want? Money?

No, revenge.

On who? - On you. - About what?

I think you know what I'm talking about.

Are you homeless too?

No... I'm an equilibrist. - What you mean?

My area of expertise is quite broad. Finance, stocks, a lot of "wax on - wax off"...

Sometimes even art dealing.

The great masters: Picasso, Chagall, Dickens... you name them.

Dickens was a writer...

Yes... mainly.

But when he was young he did incisions too.

Not many know about that, they're beautiful though.

Now I have to take a piss. See you.

So, Mink is an old friend... or what? - An old informer.

He'll probably tell you he solved Olof Palme's murder and stuff like that.

What is the connection between Jackie Berglund and the woman who was murdered?

We found nothing.

Vera Larsson used to live here?

So it's here that... - Leave it alone.

Are you better?

And you?

I feel like a prince!

Go play prince somewhere else. - Ok... very nice of you.

If it wasn't for me they'd still have their scalp on.

You always need someone to pound the last nail in the coffin. Like me.

I also solved the Palme case and got nothing out of it!

Holy shit! Is this your car? - Yes.

Are you kidding? That's a Thunderbird! - A Mustang.

What did I just say? Wait, I got a great idea! Listen...

We go to my place, smoke a joint and see what happens next... how about that?

I just changed the sheets, plus Mink is well hung, I swear...

Grab the chance, you won't regret it.

No... I think you gonna have to take the Metro.

Lennie?

ENGLISH SUBTITLES BY BARISHNIKOV@KICKASS