Original subtitles

Your father made an enemy of the forest.

- Do you know what's wrong with her? - Considering your father's blood work...

I think that it's a parasitic disease that attacks the cells and takes over.

- Do we know who he is? - Jeppe, a long time cab driver.

You have to be patient. We'll make sure Anton comes back home.

- Do you know what this is? - Where did you get this?

- We could use you on this, Eva. - I'm not here to help others.

Written in blood...

It's a lullaby I sang to Josefine. We're the only ones who know it.

- Woohoo! Bull's eye! - Is it my turn now?

No, it's my turn again.

- Where the hell is the last one? - It was a perfect hit; it flew way off.

Damn...

Jörgen?

Nicklas, fucking do something!

Fucking do something, Nicklas!

You steal a pass, go to a closed ward and a quarantined patient.

What for?

What were you doing in there?

You don't have children, do you?

What did you do before you went in to see the girl?

- Why does that matter? - Did you go elsewhere in the hospital?

Someone took my daughter. Don't you think you should focus on that?

If someone took her, it has to be you. No one else was in there.

How would you know?

Follow me.

Hello?

What are you doing, sweetie?

No one else comes or goes until you and Dr. Koljonen return.

Where does that hallway lead?

Nowhere, a locked emergency exit. We've searched the entire ward.

- But she can't just disappear! - Right, so where is she?

- Are you daft? You think I'm involved? - What do you know about the lab break-in?

- Someone broke... - Why would I do that?

- The girl's blood work was in there. - Are you arresting me, or what?

No...

- You said you found something strange? - Well, to sum it all up...

...he probably never went to the dentist or the doctor in his life.

- Why do you say that? - About the dentist, just use your eyes.

Almost all of these teeth are gold and it wasn't done by a pro.

- Has he done it himself? - Yes...

Excuse me...

Wass... The killer was careful. Not even a strand of hair.

Just like in the cab. ls there anything that can point to who Jeppe is?

I'm working on it. How are you doing?

I can't shake the feeling that she knows more than she's saying.

- I'm not surprised that she's quiet. - No, perhaps you're right.

- I'm heading to the lab now. - I'll meet you there.

- Right, where were we? - Well...

There are severe fractures in one arm and both legs-

-that have all healed incorrectly.

He also suffered from severe scoliosis which would be treated by a doctor.

Plus, all of the external injuries.

It looks like he's been through the wringer.

The worst part is this, though.

By the looks of the scar, he stitched it himself.

Do you have a cause for this?

No, but there is obvious damage to the tailbone.

- Who the hell did this? - One of the patients?

I can't imagine. Most of them aren't capable of something like this.

- And Eva Thörnblad? - Why would Eva...?

All of my research about the girl and her illness was in here.

Her only chance of being saved... And now it's all destroyed.

Why would Eva destroy her daughter's only hope?

- DNA shows the girl is not her daughter. - But she still believes she is.

No... Whoever did this doesn't want the girl to be saved.

Listen... You don't have any surveillance on this ward?

No, only in Quarantine and Pediatrics.

We had to choose between surveillance cameras and two new nurses.

The choice wasn't very hard.

If Thörnblad Cellulosa continues the cutbacks at this pace...

...Silverhöjd will be a desert town.

- Are we finished here? - Yes.

Get in touch if you think of something. They should be done in an hour.

Wass here...

Right. I'll let Sigvardsson know.

If you get here as soon as possible, we'll set up the practical. Welcome!

Well, what are you doing behind the bushes?

- I've seen you on TV. You're police. - Yes, and you are?

I think we shot someone.

Where were you?

Can you go to jail even though it wasn't on purpose?

Did you fire the gun?

Then you have nothing to worry about.

Who was there with you?

- I promised not to tell. - Who did you promise?

I promised! They said they'd kill me if I told anyone.

Who are "they"?

- This is serious. Who are "they"? - I want to go home now.

- No, calm down. - Open the door! I want to go home.

- Let me go! I don't want to be here! - Calm down. You'll get out...

- Let me go! Let me go! - Calm down!

- Stop it! Hello?! - I don't want to be here!

Calm down!

Mommy!

Four elephants, one fine day went on a spider's web to play

They found it such enormous fun so they called for another one to come

What's next? After four, what do we have next?

Yes, that's right - five. Five elephants.

Should we keep singing another day?

I miss you too.

But I'll see you soon.

I love you.

MISSING

- Where is my son, Nicklas Gunnarsson? - I can't answer that...

- Someone has to know where my son is! - You should talk to...

- Will you please tell me where... - Are you the mother, Gerda Gunnarsson?

You can't lock him up.

- We had to. He attacked us. - You must realize that you can't!

- Follow me... - You have to let him out now!

- Calm down. - Let me in!

There, there... Mommy's here.

It wasn't my fault, mommy. It was an accident.

We didn't mean to kill anyone.

- What did you do? - It wasn't me. It was them.

- Who? - I could come if I lent them my gun.

- Who? - We were just shooting cans.

You have to tell. Who was it?

Jörgen and Eddie... The Olsson brothers.

- Both eardrums appear ruptured. - What...?

- How did he manage this? - We were in the workshop.

He used the cold saw without ear protectors.

- I've never seen that happen before. - Now you have.

- What...? - You'll have to see an ear specialist.

- What, is he deaf now? - Deaf?!

It will heal.

You'll have to help him. We use our hearing much more than you'd think.

Tag!

You have to see, it looks great.

- Did you squeal? - Calm down!

It was an accident!

You shut up! Get these two in there! Go on!

Fucking cop pigs!

- Shut up! -It's enough.

Victoria!

Let them sweat in separate cells. Good.

- What was that about? - The Olsson brothers.

No, Eva Thörnblad... What is she doing with Sigvardsson?

I'm sure we'll find out in 10 minutes at the briefing. Well...

The situation is still at status quo. Volunteers are still looking for Anton.

We have pulled back, working under the assumption that he's been kidnapped.

We have not established the cab driver's, Jeppe Bergman's, true identity.

He's not in any records and the autopsy came up empty.

Same thing with the cab, which was registered as scrapped.

And, well, as for the murder attempt on Eva Thörnblad...

There was no trace on the ferry, so we have no leads there either.

We may also have an accidentally shot man in the woods.

I'm sure you've all noticed that there's a new face among us.

I want us all to welcome Eva Thörnblad. Applause, perhaps...

Eva will work for me and have the same authority as I do.

Any questions on that? Questions?

Good! Eva has quite a bit of information to aid our investigation. Please...

Thanks.

As you all know, Anton has now been missing for 12 days-

-probably kidnapped. The same thing happened to my daughter 7 years ago.

- I'm convinced it's the same perp. - Who?

I think he drives a white pick-up truck.

The day after Josefine came back...

The girl that I believe to be Josefine.

...I returned to the spot to secure any leads. There, I saw a dog-

-a white pick-up and a man, who seemed to be looking for something.

- For what? - Josefine.

I didn't see the perpetrator on the ferry, but I did see a white car...

-...with smiley faces on the light rack. - And you believe it's the same man?

Exactly. I don't think he'd be so careless as to drive his own car-

-but we can check the plates seen in my photo.

If we can agree that it's the same perp, I also think he took Josefine...

-...from the hospital. - We saw the girl walk out on her own.

We'll get all the surveillance material from the hospital later today.

How well did you see the man? Could you describe him?

We have a sketch artist coming in from Forsebäck.

- Right... Was that everything? - Yes, for now.

- Thank you. - Thanks.

Hi there, Tore! Join us for some prime pork tenderloin?

I'm afraid I already ate, but I'll come by for a beer later.

Only one?

Get in!

Tell me again - you and your brother were at school this morning.

Yes! I told you we were alone in the workshop. Would you stop asking?

- Not until you tell me the truth. - I am! Jörgen didn't use ear protectors.

So you weren't out in the woods, shooting cans with Nicklas Gunnarsson?

- No. - If we check the shotgun...

...we will not find your fingerprints?

No.

Well... Yes, you will. Fine, we were there!

But that doesn't mean we shot him. It could have been somebody else.

Nickas is the one who hit him with the shotgun, not me.

- Was he alive? - He grabbed me. We didn't kill anyone.

I'm not even sure it was a...person.

It could have been...an animal, or something.

But you said that he... that he grabbed you.

Yes, but...

It kind of wasn't...a regular hand.

- Oh? - It was all pale and slimy...

It had like...webbing between the fingers.

And claws.

Where were you?

Where?!

Something like that?

Yes, that's him.

OK?

- Did you want something? - Yes, I...

Eva, I really don't want a conflict with you.

No? - Thank you.

No, I'd like to know what you're doing here.

My job... Or perhaps I should say your job.

My job is to enable this investigation, in any direction. Can you say the same?

You still think I'm involved in Josefine's disappearance?

That I'm here to cover the tracks from me or my dad?

That man may have taken Anton and Josefine.

- She's not your daughter. DNA tests... - I don't care about DNA tests!

- I will do anything to find my daughter! - That's exactly what worries me.

When you're here, I want you to leave your emotions and just be an officer.

Hey! I checked the plates of the pick-up truck and...

- Is this a bad time? - No, no...

The plates belong to a blue Toyota Corolla, out of use in '95.

But I kept digging. Where was Jeppe's cab scrapped?

- Wass? - The plates belong to an old Toyota.

- So they changed them? - Yes, but the Toyota and Jeppe's cab...

...were both scrapped in a junkyard in Forsebäck, owned by Tore Häger.

Häger owns a number of disused cars. Guess what's on the list?

A white pick-up.

Tore Häger is connected to the pick-up and to Jeppe. He must be our kidnapper.

Use caution! If this is our guy, there may be children in the area.

Group A takes the south side, B goes through the gates.

Keep moving.

Josefine?

Josefine?

Eva?

No, god damn it!

It's all secure. You can go in now.

What the hell is he using all of this for?

It has to be his, the man in the pick-up truck.

But where is he hiding the children?

WITH A FONDNESS FOR JUNK

It's not Tore Häger... The man in the pick-up truck.

Damn it...

It's not the man I saw in the woods.

But he seems to know Jeppe.

Come on. We've found something here.

- Where is it? - Someone has been grinded up.

The dogs found the corpse smell. The head is still attached.

- Do we know who it is? - No.

Tore Häger... It's Tore Häger.

- How do you know? - He wore that cap in the photo.

Well, damn...

I really thought we'd find them. It made me careless.

Careless... I almost got us blown up.

About Josefine... I don't expect you to understand.

I get it if you want to report me.

The fact is, Eva... I have a daughter too. Ida, 10 years old.

She's not like most 10-year-olds - she's in her own world, doesn't speak.

The doctors call it autism, but I don't know...

I haven't seen her for 3 months. She lives with her mom in Stockholm.

Her lawyer uses my dangerous profession against me

and works every single paragraph to stop me from seeing her.

She's coming here tomorrow for a few days.

But after that, it may well be a very long time before I see her again.

So yes... I understand more than you think.

And I don't know about a report... I think we'll scratch that.

It's me. We have a problem...

OK. And it was right now? And he was alive?

That means it's heading toward the treatment plant.

Do you know anything about the murder of this cab driver?

The idea was for us to lay low and not attract any attention.

- The god damn police is after you now! - I know what I'm doing.

I certainly hope so.

You had something for me?

If they find you up there, I don't know anything about it.

As far as I'm concerned, you're just an ordinary, simple damn burglar.

Cuba!

Sit, Cuba! Good job.

Hi there! What the hell did you do, take a swim?

No, I slipped in a pile of mud.

There's an inlet where the body is probably caught.

- Oh shit... - The forces are immense.

- This won't be a pretty sight. - Right.

- Do you think it was the boys? - They're idiots!

Shooting at cans in open spaces where people may walk...

But I don't think they killed anyone.

These are shells from the rifle, they're 5.6 mm.

My guess is that this guy is filled with these.

Damn, shotgun shells.

- They found these at Häger's junkyard. - Oh?

What the hell...?

- Hi. - Hi.

- Hi! - Hey!

- How's it going? - Fine. I haven't found anything...

-...but I have these to go through. - I can take over if you want.

- Really? - Yeah, go grab a coffee.

Thanks! Let me know if you get tired.

Perhaps you ought to take one of these.

Sleep tight! Will you fall asleep?

Mommy... Can't you lull me to sleep?

Stop!

Hello!

- Hello... - Were you able to decipher the note?

- Well, yes, I have. Let's see... - What does it say?

Easy!

Here...

Let's see...

A loose translation could be:

"The girl is yours every full moon."

"if you keep your promise, she'll live."

Right, well... It's absolutely clear

that your father was involved in Josefine's disappearance.

But it doesn't add up. I'm certain that the person who took Josefine

also took Anton. Anton went missing after my dad died.

Well, that's... You know what I think.

Do you know who this is?

- No. Who is it? - I saw him where I found Josefine.

We have reason to believe he killed a scrap dealer and possibly others.

So you think he's the one who took Josefine and Anton?

We don't usually accept visitors at this hour, but he never has any...

Ebbe? You have a visitor.

Don't expect too much, he hasn't been responsive in years.

You can stop now, we're alone.

Jeppe is dead.

- How? - Murder. Someone slit his throat.

- When'? - The day before yesterday.

I have just been at the junkyard to warn your brother Tore,

but he wasn't there.

Do you have any contact with your third brother?

I need your help, Ylva.

Yes, you do.

In a junkyard raid in Forsebäck, police found a body, probably killed.

There's no comment on a possible connection to previous incidents.

They are releasing a sketch of the suspect

and ask the public for information.

He is believed to be about 50, 2 meters tall, of heavy build.

He could drive a white vehicle.

The man could be carrying a weapon and is considered extremely dangerous.

Ouch!

Bye! Nice work today!

Well...

When someone saves your life, you should buy them a beer, right?

So that I can arrest you later for drunk driving?

- You don't have to walk home. - My car is at the bottom of a lake.

- What else can I do? - Eva...

As long as the man in the white pick-up is at large, I'd prefer to drive you.

- Okay, but there'll be no coffee! - What do you take me for?!

Get in!

Petra, my ex-wife, always says

that I'm a stubborn son of a bitch who never admits when he's wrong.

We don't have much...

We have a rather different... take on all of this, but...

But that doesn't mean I'm not glad about us working together.

Thank you.

I don't know what I would do if someone took Ida.

Actually, I do. I would...

I'd find the son of a bitch and make sure he wouldn't do it again.

Promise me you won't do anything stupid, Eva.

Thanks for the ride.