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Are you there? Emma?

How did it happen?

She ran outside...

Or she tried to escape.

They caught her outside,

- and Béatrice was shot.
- Shot?

Carpentier killed her?

Yeah. Yeah. Or, I don't know.

Yeah, I guess so.

- You saw the body?
- She fell off the edge.

It's not a stiff until you smell it.
Where did the bullet hit her?

In her chest, I think.

Distance?

Fifteen meters.

Maybe 10, I don't remember.

Okay, fine. Sandrine "Baudelaire"?
Like the poet?

I'll check with Europol.

- Did you know that she was cop?
- No.

How is it even possible...

- Hey...
- ...that...

There's nothing you can do about it.

- Just finish the op and get back home.
- Yes.

- Are we clear?
- Yes. Of course.

- Good.
- Of course.

You done?

CODENAME:
ANNIKA

I should've been informed.

I could've gotten her out
before shit hit the fan.

We'll assess the situation
once we get your full report.

Okay. Here's my full report.

I was not informed of another
undercover operative on the field,

which led to my life being in danger
and to an officer being shot on duty!

- Just calm down.
- Don't tell me to calm down!

It's the French.

What was her mission?

On a need-to-know basis.

You didn't know about her.

- Of course we did.
- The French didn't tell you.

Sometimes operatives might fly
under the radar until it's time to end...

What?

What did they say?

They found the body.

I'm sorry.

Can you keep going?

Yes. This is happening now.
I got the painting to the auction.

We nail them both.

Rasmus Ståhlgren and Denver Carpentier.

That painting is
the one piece of evidence

that ties Ståhlgren's money laundering
directly to Carpentier's network.

The second the painting
is sold in tomorrow's auction,

we'll have enough against them.
The accounts give us evidence.

We'll assess whether it's enough...

No, I'm fucking done!

We take them now!

Béatrice didn't die for you
to "assess the situation."

Holmström didn't die for this.

- Do we have enough?
- We do!

We have the Torstenssons on tape,
admitting to being Blanko's fronts.

We are tracking every single move
on Ståhlgren's computer.

And you have him on CCTV
walking into Annika's house

to shoot Holmström, right? We have enough!

All right. Let's do it.

Set it up.

- What?
- Did you have a choice?

- What?
- Did you have no choice but to shoot?

I've chased liars and killers
for 25 years.

Everything here, around you,
it all reeks of murder.

So, tell me,

did you have any other way
out of the situation?

No, I had no choice.

- I aimed at her shoulder.
- Good.

No intent, no guilt.

Hey, you were just being Annika.

Anything you've done, anything you feel,

that's Annika.

Not you.

Okay?

I'll call you.

Annika. Can you step in here?

Where were you last night?

Why do you ask?

I met Denver Carpentier.

- Why?
- He wanted to meet me.

Why?

Annika, you have left a trail behind you.

It leads directly from Ståhlgren's
to the Carpentier network.

- A trail anyone can follow.
- What trail?

You. You're the trail.

You set yourself in between two things
that should never be connected.

Listen to me!

I told you I want to work with you.

I told you I'll help you.

Okay?

Rasmus...

Rasmus...

Listen, Annika... No.

Rasmus, can you...

Look at me! Listen to me!

I want to do this. All of this.

With you.

Water-proof to 300 meters.

I'd like to show you a ship wreck.

I want to take you there.
After the auction. Far from here.

Leave all this. Just leave it.

For good?

For now. It's all the same.

- Will you come with me?
- Okay.

- With me?
- Okay. Yes.

You have to go. Wait. Come here.

Rasmus Ståhlgren set up
a new Swiss account yesterday.

We assume it's for the Carpentier funds.

Perfect. We wait for the transactions
to come through,

and keep an eye on everyone
after the auction.

Rasmus Ståhlgren, Micke Rask,
the Torstenssons. Anything else?

Rasmus Ståhlgren
is an immediate flight risk.

Copy. We take him at the auction.

Sampo's machine. Leave a message.

Hey, fatty.

I'll be back tomorrow.

If you'll still have me.

I love you. Call me.

"No intent, no guilt."

- Yes?
- Hey, the CCTV footage?

- What?
- Béatrice killed an undercover cop.

- Hold on a minute.
- And it's all on tape.

If Béatrice was a cop,
the video can be staged

to strengthen her cover story.

Why didn't the French
inform the Swedes about her?

Don't know. You saw someone
die again, and you're traumatized...

Fuck the traumas!

The French didn't trust the Swedes. Why?

I don't know.

Tomorrow, it's over.
Ståhlgren and Rask will be captured

and Carpentier will be in jail.
You can come home.

- I'm not done yet.
- Emma, it's time to come home.

What do you mean, "again"?

You said I watched someone die again?

So, I was there.

I remember.

I was there

when Mum died.

I remember.

- I saw her body...
- Finish the job and come home.

Did you get the incident report...

We have eyes on Carpentier?

Special forces are surrounding
his house in Dunkirk as we speak.

They're expecting him to put up a fight.

Five minutes.

Have you slept at all?

- Audio test, Stormare. Name?
- Annika Stormare.

- Birthday?
- February 15th.

Favorite food?

A steaming bowl of
none of your fucking business.

Okay.

- We hear you loud and clear.
- Copy that.

Are you ready?

- Hey!
- Hey. You wanted to talk?

Yeah. I'm coming home.

- I'm done here.
- Are you?

- Have you made a guest list?
- No.

- When you do...
- Emma!

- When you do...
- We're moving.

...could you include my dad?

I want you to meet him.
He's a crazy old man, but...

Emma, I don't know where we stand.

Okay, but...

...I do.

I love you and we're getting married.

Call me when your flight lands.

Are you ready?

- Yes.
- Yes.

Stand-by unit in position
behind the building and ready.

- Alpha 2, ready?
- Ready.

Stand by.

We're in good position
outside the building.

Thanks.

To your first Ståhlgren's auction
as our evaluator.

Twenty-five fucking years!

- It's not permanent.
- The hell it isn't!

- What?
- Here!

"Suspended leave"?

- Apparently my evaluations are not needed.
- Let's go elsewhere...

- It's her, isn't it?
- Micke. Now.

I hope you burn in hell, you fucking cow!

- Fan.
- Fuck!

Artists.

- Hey.
- We heard it all.

- We'll put a tail on Rask when he leaves.
- Good.

Hello, dear friend.

- Hi.
- Hi.

You might be interested in lot number 6.

We expect it to rise
to 2.5 million crowns.

Lot six, 2.5.

Your mother would be proud of you.

Reducing art to pure commodity?

She'd slap the living daylights out of me.

That's not what I meant.

You have the same dark side.

She just couldn't tame hers.

Her death wasn't an accident, was it?

She wanted to die.

I don't know what she wanted.

Of course you do.

This belongs to you.

180,000 crowns. Do we have 180?

Thank you. Do we have 190?

Do we have 200? No, 190.

Sold for 190,000 crowns.

- Next up, lot number 6.
- Here we go.

A recent surprise find

from the attic of a French noble estate.

The master of the subliminal,

Hilma af Klint, 1909.

Do we have 1.8?

1.8 million crowns. Thank you.

1.9, do we have that?

1.9...

- Annika Stormare.
- It's me. Don't say anything.

Just got off the line with Europol.

I know why the French cop
was flying incognito.

Emma, there's a mole amongst the Swedes.

Blanko's mole.

Finnish?

- Get an interpreter.
- Who is she talking to?

Can I listen to it?

- Who?
- I don't know.

Rasmus wants to send me away from Sweden.

He just literally forced Micke Rask
to go on leave.

If Ståhlgren has a mole,
he knows you're a cop.

I don't think he knows.

- What if he's not Blanko?
- 2.4.

Do we have 2.4?

I have to go.

All units ready. The target price is 2.5.

That was 2.4. Do we have 2.5?

Stormare, can you hear me?

Ready to take Rasmus Ståhlgren in
as soon as the gavel lands.

We have 2.5.

Do we have 2.6? Any takers?

Fair warning.

Going for 2.5.

2.5. Going once,

going twice...

Sold for 2.5 million crowns!

Stormare, are you on the move?

TRUST ME

We lost audio on Stormare.

- Yes?
- Hey. Fuck!

Ståhlgren is on to me.
I had to ditch the bag and the wire.

He's going to the garage, get him there.

Copy that.

Be quiet! Quiet.

Do as I say. Okay?

- Alpha, you got eyes on the garage?
- Affirmative.

Don't let him escape.

Ståhlgren's car leaving the building.

Alpha, take pursuit.
Stop and detain him when possible.

Get out!

Hands where I can see them!

Hands on the wheel!

Hands where I can see them!

Out of the car! Hands on the roof!

It's not him, it's a stranger.

He knows we're after him.

Is the auction over? We got what we need?

Yes. The transaction is going
from Ståhlgren's account.

Okay, let's take them now.
Alpha, get back.

- ETA?
- Two minutes.

Let's move.

Annika. Annika.

- What?
- Who are you?

It doesn't matter. I'm not important.

I'm nobody, I'm invisible and irrelevant.

Very fucking relevant.

You are under investigation.

You're a cop.

Yes, I'm a cop.

I know you launder money for Carpentier.

What are you talking about?

I'd never laundered any money.
Not until you asked me to.

- What?
- You asked me to launder money.

I would never work with Carpentier!
He killed my dad!

Did you hear? He killed my dad.
My dad laundered money for him.

I found out and talked him out of it.

He was ready to go to the police
and reveal everything.

- They killed him, do you hear me?
- But...

They killed him!
Carpentier hired someone

to shoot him in the skull
with a 233 Remington during a hunt.

- You father was Blanko?
- What are you talking about?

What's Blanko? Who the fuck is Blanko?

Why did you agree to the af Klint deal?

You mentioned Carpentier, and I saw
it didn't end when my father died.

That somehow, for some reason...

Micke continued working with Carpentier.

- And?
- I have evidence against Carpentier

- to reveal everything to the police.
- You're setting yourself up as bait.

Why?

You know what it's like to lose a father.

I haven't lost my dad.

- Annika...
- Why did you send Micke away today?

- Micke?
- Yes.

He has enough trouble as it is.
His boyfriend and all that.

My lawyer's trying to help them right now.

What else do you want to know?

- The man in my apartment?
- What man?

- The one who was shot in my apartment.
- Who?

- He was shot.
- When? What are you talking about?

Something's wrong about all this.

- You can't go to the police.
- Why not? Why?

- The transaction today proves...
- You can't.

We are getting your passport.

You have to go somewhere
where they can't find you.

Annika.

Annika, run!

Think of something that calms you down.

Most people give up
after the first minute.

The actual breaking point comes at four.

Police! Open up!

No! Mum!

Easy now.

- Rasmus?
- Detained for interrogation.

- He's not Blanko.
- Yes, we know.

- He was gathering evidence...
- One thing at a time.

Ståhlgren is probably looking at
a probation, tops.

Just a scrape. It was close, though.

You'll be fine.

You did good, kid.

All right.

- Let's get you home to Finland.
- I killed her.

Don't think about it now.

There will be an internal investigation.

I'd say it was self-defense.

I killed my mother.

I pushed the car down the hill.

Emma, you're drugged up.

Stop treating me like a child.

We both know I did it.

You've always claimed I wasn't there.

That she drove the car. Alone.

You were just a child.

A whole life ahead of you.

All her life, this child thought

her mother killed herself.

Let's just go home.

Hold the side!

- When's the flight?
- 6:00 p.m.

- Did you interrogate Rasmus Ståhlgren yet?
- Tomorrow.

Hold the left side! Girls, the side!

- Which one's yours?
- There in the middle, number 7.

You know why the French didn't tell us
there's an operative on Swedish soil?

Because they're arrogant dicks?

They knew we have a mole.

You think there's a mole?

- Was. Holmström.
- Never.

Carpentier knew things about
my life back home.

- I think Holmström told...
- He wouldn't.

Holmström was a solid guy, believe me.

Holmström was feeding us info
about Rasmus Ståhlgren,

building a case against him.

- Making us believe Rasmus is Blanko.
- Why the hell would he do that?

To get us off the trail
of the real Blanko.

You could be right.

Holmström.

I'll be damned.

The only thing I can't figure out
is Holmström's murder.

What about it?

You said Rasmus went to Annika's flat.

We have it on camera.

The footage was from the day
he ambushed me,

not when Holmström was killed.

Someone changed the date on the metadata.

You changed the date.

Good going!

So, I'm thinking Holmström wasn't
the mole. He found out who was.

- You're grasping at straws.
- Maybe.

I know if you get too close to Blanko,
Blanko starts testing you.

To see if he can flip you.

- You got close to Blanko seven years ago.
- Bollocks.

We checked every piece of evidence
against Rasmus Ståhlgren before the op.

All entered by you. All false.

You noticed Rasmus was gathering
evidence against Blanko.

It was on his laptop.

You warned Blanko,
who sent Carpentier after Rasmus.

Why?

Blanko would've killed my whole family.

That's what they do.

You get too close,
they find out every single detail,

every secret, every fucking mistake
they can use against you.

- Who is the real Blanko?
- The real Blanko?

Noone. Nowhere. Everywhere. I'm a Blanko.

Denver Carpentier was a Blanko.

For all I know, Agatha Torstensson, too.

- No, there is someone.
- Blanko is an organizer.

Don't you get it?
Someone who makes things happen.

Haka, you're the biggest Blanko
of them all.

Look what you accomplished.

You built a whole body of evidence
against an innocent man

out of thin air.

Why did you kill him?

- Who?
- Did Holmström find out you're the mole?

I've heard you were close. Very close.

Good going, girls!

Great, my girl!

I had no choice. You know how that is.

You always have a choice.

Give me a 12-hour head start.

Let them catch me if they find me. Please.

Please.

You know what this is like.

Make the right choice.

No.

You crossed a line.

Okay.

You're doing great, honey.

You're so brave!

Something borrowed, something blue.

- It's beautiful.
- Thanks.

- Okay.
- Do you have something old?

Yes.

A watch.

Something new?

Wait.

Thanks, I'll take that.

I'll be right there.

- Hi.
- Hi.

You look beautiful.

This is...

Hellfire.

Where did you find this?

I know people who know people.

A wedding gift.

Rasmus, forgive me?

Was it all just smoke and mirrors?

What?

You and me.

No.

Why did you come here?

- Hello.
- Shall we?

Let's do it.

Is that the weird boy from
down the street?

Sure, let's say so.

In the name of the Father, the Son,
and the Holy Spirit. Amen.

We are gathered here today
in the sight of God,

to ask for His blessing for
Emma and Sampo's marriage.

Place me like a seal over your heart,

like a seal on your arm.

For love is as strong as death.

It's jealousy unyielding as the grave.

It burns like blazing fire.

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