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BLOOD DIAMONDS

There's a grill covering the air vent.

Are you sure?

Of course, I'm looking at it.

- Damn HVAC installers... Cut a hole in it. - A hole?

Obviously I'll cut a hole...

Niklas, you have a visitor.

Negative. He passed by.

Done.

You need to plant the bug deep, Niklas.

Like that.

- Yes? - Hello, Mr. Falk

Hi.

I promised to get back to you.

If you're in Gothenburg, let's meet in half an hour outside your apartment.

If you don't answer, I'll take it as a yes.

- What is it? - I have to meet someone.

- We have a problem, my friends. - What problem?

- The bug isn't in the vent. - How do you know?

It must've fallen through on the other side. The mic turns off on impact.

Maybe it dropped on the floor.

- How? - Maybe there's no grill on the other side.

- You have to get rid of the bug. - The office is locked.

The staff keep it under surveillance at all times.

If they find the bug, we'll never know

where and to whom they're delivering the weapons.

- Sophie's right, we have to figure this out. - It's too risky.

Daddy Niklas will take care of it.

Keep an eye on reception, OK?

- Nicko, hi! - Look who's here!

- How are you? - Good.

- Everything's OK? - The boys were absolutely wild.

- They loved the workout. - Really?

This guy's still talking about it.

- ...start a children's charity. - The Chechens are here.

- Ramzan and Artem. - Try a little strength training.

The boys want to start sparring immediately.

- Do you have time? - Yes...

- They're entering the office... - Niklas, can you fix this?

- Let's go. - Do you have gloves?

- Can you fix this? Respond. - Make sure you warm up.

- Sure. - Respond, Niklas!

Think I can't handle this?

He's walking toward the office...

Hi. Sorry to disturb. May I come in?

- We're just about to eat. - Yes, eat, no problem...

- Ramzan, fork. - It's a roll.

You didn't get any cutlery, as usual.

Listen, I see we have some really talented fighters here,

but nothing to show for it. They need better training.

- You think the club's bad? - No, it's really good!

But you don't have any trophies to show for it, right?

Are you saying you want to coach? I've seen you work out.

You look good. Can you train others?

I don't want to ruin your lunch...

- We'll think about it. - What's there to think about?

- We said we'll think about it. - OK...

Listen up... I just need one month, OK?

Give me one month with a skilled fighter

and I promise they'll be able to win.

I like that. Taking the initiative.

- We'll think about it. - All right...

Don't eat too many rolls. They'll kill you.

Nobody needs those extras calories.

Ground control to Major Tom... Mission complete.

Mr. Falk, you seem upset.

Drive! Now! To the left!

Don't be stupid. If you kill me, there will be someone else.

- Then I kill them too! - For every stupid thing you do,

someone in your family is going to suffer. Think about that.

Not if I kill all of you first!

You must know by now that I work for someone that's not the Latvians.

And not the Estonians. They're just minor groups!

I understand your anger. But we only ask for small favors.

If you think you will gain some time by killing us... You won't.

People know I picked you up.

- Who's your boss? - I don't know!

It's you who have put yourself in a position you can't get out of, ever!

- I didn't kill Larissa Dudajeva! - And you know it!

But if we tell the Latvian police, they'll find your DNA under her fingernails...

Reason with me or shoot me, because it's not up to me.

- What do you want? - I want to trust you.

- Trust me? - Yes, trust you.

Don't you ever come near my family again.

It's up to you.

Hi, are you home already? What is it?

What?

I met that Russian, or whatever the hell she is.

The one who blackmailed you?

- And? - I said I'd kill her.

What? Are you nuts?

I said it, I didn't do it. I wanted to see her reaction.

Johan... We take care of ourselves.

Stand up... Stand up!

Now, sister, I'll stick you 'til you burst...

- What the hell... - Bitch!

- You fucking snitch... - Get off me!

I'm sick of you, you miserable bastard.

Look here! Is Jack's little whore coming here?

You're shooting off blanks... You're such a pussy!

You can't go around calling me a pussy...

Not cool. Don't do it.

Seth Rydell, you're a little pussy.

Bamse, get Björkman so we can go!

- There's that fucking traitor. - You have to find another crapper.

You're a little pussy, Seth Rydell.

Are you a pussy, Seth? Are you a little...

Are you so fucking stupid that you invite your enemies here?

Then you die on a urinal. In bad company.

Little boy.

Real tough, huh?

Give me the paper.

Poor bastard.

Damn it! Call an ambulance!

- Do we know who killed Björkman? - No.

- No response from Hjördís. - The responders said it was chaos last night.

Surveillance cameras were down, but it appears to be an internal conflict.

You think it could be Seth?

We questioned the gang, but nobody’s talking.

- According to witnesses, it wasn't him. - Forget Björkman.

We'll never be able to solve this mess. You have to press Seth now.

Force him to help us. He's our best chance to track the Chechens' weapons.

He doesn't answer, Johan. What do you want me to do?

The crime squad will be joining us soon.

Everything’s changing, it's all being centralized.

Does anybody know what we'll be called?

I don't care. I have a bag of pastries to eat.

Good, Patrik. You only live once.

At least five containers of Russian weapons were coming here three months ago.

We stopped them, but what do the Chechens want with so much hardware?

- What, huh? - Anything new from the bug in the gym?

No, but it's working.

We have to stop Niklas from training at that gym anymore.

I can't back him up all the time!

If Niklas is in there, shouldn't he be more aggressive?

What if they find out he's a cop? What do we do?

No, Johan's right. We have to focus on the weapons.

Niklas will continue training, you make sure nothing happens.

- But if they start to suspect he's a cop... - It's only a matter of time.

So I'll pull him out. In the meantime, he just trains.

And you watch out for him.

There's some pastries left over if anybody's interested.

Hi.

Grandma asked me to tell you lunch is ready.

Really? How delicious.

Hi, I'm Seth. Your name is... Mikhail?

His name's Mikael. Hi, honey. How are you?

- Good. - Tell Grandma we'll be there soon.

OK.

I'm pretty good at guessing names.

Good morning.

I guessed this wasn't your place.

No... It's my childhood home. I'm here quite often.

- Did I say I have a son? - No.

- Did I say I have a daughter? - No.

- How old is she? - Seven.

- How old's Mikael? - Ten.

- And your mother... - What about her?

Maybe she wants to earn a little extra... Babysitter?

- You'll have to ask her. - Sorry.

Hi, Victor. No, it's OK.

OK. We'll talk later.

See you at the garage in an hour. OK, bye.

I want to take a shower. Is that OK?

Good morning, good morning.

You're alone? Where are the others?

They're still inside.

A security guard testified I was passed out when they stabbed Björkman.

And there's a lawyer who said there's no surveillance video...

No evidence that I was even at the club.

So everything's cool, right? Back to reality.

Good to see you!

- Sure you don't want anything else? - No, black is fine.

Johan's OK. I promise.

I know what happened in Latvia. The Mafia blackmailed him

by framing him for a murder. What will you do about it?

We've been working on it since he got back. We're putting out fires.

It's my family we're talking about. I hope you have a plan.

- You're Johan's best friend. - Am I?

He's not well at all. He shouldn't even be working.

I don't listen to him. He says he's fine, but he's not.

- I'll talk to him. - Do you think we're in danger?

Not as long as Johan doesn't do anything stupid.

He met that Russian.

He was armed. I think he could've killed her.

What will you do about it?

I can't tell you. You know that.

Come on!

Come on! Get in there!

No, no, no... Pressure him now!

- Everything good? - Yes.

No, no, no... Watch it now. Turn around!

Now! Good...

Ding dong! Come on, boys...

You have gloves I can borrow so I can take a round?

I'll get some.

OK with you?

Come on!

I know who you are, pig. What the hell are you doing here?

I know who you are... "Hjördís".

I suggest we both shut up about it here.

Nice one. We'll talk about the training job later.

Absolutely.

- Shut up. - Hey, old man.

Fuck... I'm completely done.

I need a bucket of water.

- Good job. - You too.

- Hot, huh? - It's fucking great.

The girl you took to the club championship... Madde.

- Yes? - She's crazy.

Her ex, on the other hand, is Russian. Born to a whore in an Estonian women's prison.

But Madde feels safe here.

Russians and the people of the Caucasus, we aren't the best of friends.

I thought you should know. Maybe she's just looking for your protection.

- How many men do you need? - Five or six, if they're tough.

- What for? - I just want some company.

- It'll cost you. - What doesn't in this world?

30 percent extra if anyone's injured.

- 20 percent. Deal? - Deal.

Come on, Ali. I just need five men. That's it.

Forget it. This is your gang war.

Jack, we had a deal. You should ice Seth before the job.

Wake the fuck up! If we're in business, we have to help each other.

Seth knows we work together. You and Vijay are just as involved,

whether you like it or not. So give me five guys, OK?

Vijay agrees with me. People are lining up for this job.

Who? Zabangida? You think they can handle it?

Who are you talking about otherwise?

I know Seth. He won't sit still.

So we do this together now, before it's too late.

- How much does Seth know? - Nothing. He won't know anything.

- When will you take care of him? - Afterwards. Trust me.

- How do you want to do this? - We used to be like brothers, but life changes.

It may be over with us, but let's do this job together.

Side by side? How do I know you won't try to kill me again?

- Björkman's dead. Enough is enough. - Just like that?

- Just like that. - 75/25 split. To my advantage.

We need each other. 50/50 or we're both out 25 million.

- When? - Five days.

- I'm ready. - I'll call you.

- Five days. - Five days?

- Should we trust that bastard again? - I don't know.

He may be buying time. We'll find out.

How stupid are you really?

One, you go down there alone without telling anybody.

Two, of all the idiots in the world, you choose to go up against Seth Rydell.

Hey, listen... One, I had no choice. Two, he didn't stand a chance!

How do we know Seth won't bust open your cover?

- Because Seth has too much to lose on it. - Pride comes before a fall.

- Ever heard that? - No.

Listen, I... I mean, we should bug his phone.

If we want to know who the weapons are for...

We have to do it. Bug the shit out of them.

What's the alternative? Wait until they screw up or incriminate themselves?

Get Niklas out of there. We focus on Seth instead.

No, hold on...

I just beat Seth Rydell in the ring!

They have respect for me. I've been welcomed into the gang.

You'll never be in their gang, Niklas...

- Jealous. - OK, you can stay in the club, Niklas.

- Good! - But take it down a notch.

Absolutely!

- Johan... - Yes?

- How are you? - How do I feel?

- Yes. - Fantastic. Why?

I spoke with Helén. Or rather, Helén spoke to me.

About you. You met the Russian. What's going on?

She'll call if she needs me. She hasn't yet.

- Why didn't you say anything? - There's nothing to say.

I asked Matte to check her cell number. Maybe we'll get something.

- And how are you? - You already asked me that.

Yes. Friends care. Annoying, but you'll get used to it.

Tell me right away next time, OK?

Stubborn bastard.

- You have a light? - Sure.

- Thanks. Say hi to your brother. - I will.

What are you doing?

- When will the diamond delivery arrive? - Release me, Seth!

I swear I'll kill you all. Everyone!

Fucking bitches! Let me go!

- Now you're really being stupid... - Let me go!

What's your position? What's my position? Don't you see?

- Seth, let me go. - I'll ask again. When do the diamonds arrive?

Fuck you and your mother.

- Conny. - No, no... No!

Are you sure you still don't want to tell me? You're allowed to change your mind.

Conny, I don't know if the fire took hold. Shall we try again?

No! No! No!

Hey, little buddy... What happened to your courage?

No more! No more!

- Day after tomorrow. 12:00 pm. - Thanks.

Jack was lying. It's not five days.

- You can't trust anyone these days. - What should we do with him?

Lock him in the closet and give him some Rohypnol.

He'll sleep for a few days. I think that'll be for the best.

Great! Now extend your legs now. Good...

Go to the car.

Zacke! Office in two.

- Hey, office in two. - OK.

Renato, office in two minutes. For that talk...

Thanks for coming, everyone. There's an emergency situation.

I need four men for a few hours' work. For additional fees, of course.

When? And how much?

When Mairbek and Vasily return, ten minutes maybe.

- We go immediately. Three grand each. - Under the table?

You can invoice Leffi.

I have the kids out there. Somebody needs to pick them up.

We talked about that earlier, you wanted to have a gun.

- Are you kidding? - No.

- What are we talking about, then? - It's your choice.

Ok, easy. I'm in.

- Zacke, you too? - Absolutely.

- Me too. - I'm in for 5,000.

- Four. - Fuck it, might be fun. Four it is.

- Good. Five minutes, in the garage. - I'll get my stuff.

I have to call and arrange a pickup. She'll kill me...

- Yes? - Vidar, listen to me. It's happening now, OK.

They want help with something. I think it's the weapons.

- What are you talking about? - Listen! The Chechens are recruiting help...

Why do you think it's about weapons?

Because one guy's getting a gun as payment, and they said there'll be many to choose from.

- Tag them with a GPS transmitter. - I don't have any.

- What? - Track my phone, OK.

- Ready? - Yes. Three minutes.

- Hello? - You've reached Niklas Saxlid,

- please leave a message. - Fuck.

Guys, check out the news.

...one of the premises turned out to be a secret diamond workshop.

Evidence suggests it was an inside job.

Two people have died as a result of the powerful explosion...

The value of the stolen diamonds hasn't been...

- Bastards! - Fuck.

- Bamse lied to us. I'll kill him! - No, he wasn't lying.

- He did! - Jack told everyone the wrong info. He's smart.

OK... We have to retrieve the diamonds. It's now or never.

Otherwise, they disappear fast.

We put a new bug on Rydell, one powered by the cell network.

- Copy that. - I can't take your call right now...

- We go in. - No, you stay here.

Oh?

- Who are you? - Is Seth home?

- I asked you a question. - A friend. Is he home?

No. What do you want with him?

Should I give him a message?

Seth wasn't there, it was some girl...

One of the dead from the diamond raid was Rooney Mattson.

Mattsson was on the fringe of Seth's gang, but he belonged to Jack's group.

Here's a picture of him.

- Was Seth involved in the diamond raid? - We don't know.

But if he wasn't, I know someone who's a little pissed off at Jack.

That's why he's been so hard to reach. Yes, Vidar?

I'm at the MMA gym. Niklas isn't here.

He called and said he's helping the Chechens with a weapons shipment.

A weapons shipment?

Yes. But the search signal says his phone's still here.

Seems like somebody's found the bug in the gym.

- Are you sure? - Or they accidentally stepped on it.

- Are the Chechens there now? - Not that I can see. Just other gym members

OK, stay there. We're coming.

Matte, you stay here. Call when Seth shows up.

Has Seth blown Niklas' cover?

He'll regret it if he did. I promise.

Do any of you recognize this?

- What the hell is that? - It's a bug. From my office.

What bug?

Only you four have been in there since we last swept for listening devices.

- I want to know who, and why. - You don't think it's me!

One of you is a snitch. I don't know who yet,

but nobody's leaving before I find out.

- Yes, but I'm not a damn... - What is this bullshit?

I think you should be very careful what you accuse people of.

Absolutely. But those of you who are innocent will want to know who the rat is, right?

OK.

Start by taking out your wallets and removing your clothes.

- What? - What about my clothes...

- Do as he says! - Oh fuck.

Police! Get on the ground!

Down! Get down!

Thanks. You will be examined thoroughly. I promise you that we will find the rat.

Thanks.

Not much here to make a policeman happy.

Sophie, office.

This belongs to Niklas.

We'll sleep in turns until we solve this problem.

I can't stand camping. I want to go home.

The cops have raided the club. They're looking for a big Russian.

- There are no Russians at the gym. - Bullshit. They know we found their rat.

Is Seth the one who pulled this shit on us?

- If it is Seth, he'll pay. - There are innocent people back at the gym.

- They could turn against us after this. - A little raid never killed anyone.

I'm trying to run a business, Mairbek.

The violence ends now. We want information.

- Is there a cop in the gym? - That's what we're checking.

A cop or a snitch.

- Call the Russian. - Not yet.

- Why not? - It costs money, and we'll look like idiots.

Now do as I say. Find out everything about them.

Families, criminal records, where they went to school...

- We should kill them. - Are you stupid?

I want to know what the informer knows about us.

Imagine if he was behind the looting of weapons cache.

I'm with Mairbek. Violence.

The problem is, no one will talk. And the informer will keep quiet too.

That's why I put one of our own in there.

- What will you do? - One of you is a fucking snitch.

Can the one who did it please speak up?

I can't take it here.

They won't kill you for this, it'll be beatings and fines.

- I can help pay. - Pay? What are you talking about?

Who says you're so innocent?

- I'm trying to solve this. - What are you doing with the gun?

What are you going to do? Dig yourself out of this concrete bunker?

- Has anyone been here before? - Me? No.

- You? - I've been here before.

We dropped the weapons here.

- Are you the snitch? - Shut up!

Stop it, I have kids at home. I can't sit here.

- They won't kill us, right? - No.

Now we take Jack and those other bastards!

The diamonds, Conny. Focus! Victor, we need to talk to them.

- Absolutely. - Come on, guys! Now we do it!

Victor!

What the hell?

Can you hear me, Seth? Seth!

Victor!

- Seth! Can you hear me? - Did you think you could cheat me?

I know you took Bamse! Where is he?

- Like you fucking care! - Unlike you, I think of my guys!

- Whatever. - Check out the back!

Call Danne at the back and make sure no one sneaks out that way.

Jack, I'm disappointed! I thought we had an agreement.

- Where's Bamse? - Give me half the diamonds first.

- You're a funny guy! - There are several on the other side.

Cough up the stones. Otherwise we'll toss a grenade in there!

It'll be hard to find the diamonds then!

- Take Victor and split while you still can! - We have to get him to a hospital.

Take Victor! Otherwise I'll shoot him again!

OK! We'll take Victor and you'll get Bamse later.

- You have my word! - Take a man and lay down covering fire.

I'm ready to move Victor. Let's go!

Come on!

Did you get him? Hurry up, damn it!

Come, Victor, you can make it!

Faster, damn it!

We'll take care of them, Victor. Don't worry.

Victor? Victor...

No! No...

There's been an exchange of gunfire in the Pakistani gambling club.

One of Seth's guys, Victor Eriksen, is dead.

Now all hell's broken loose. Jack's teamed up with the Pakistanis

- and Seth's teamed up with the Chechens. - Matte, what's up?

- Could it get any worse? - Hold on, I'll put you on speaker.

I caught someone on camera outside Seth's garage.

A car came and picked up that Madeleine Wiik girl.

Sophie met her earlier. This smells like cops here.

Shit... The same car.

Unless I'm mistaken,

the guy with the mustache in the back is the head of lnternal Affairs.

What’s he doing in a car with the younger guy, Håkan Ullbrandt?

I interviewed him for a job he didn't get. Now he's in Special Ops.

That explains what he's doing in a car with Madeleine Wiik.

Special Ops is responsible for witness protection.

What are they doing in the same car?

Internal Affairs can't investigate Seth Rydell.

No.

Madeleine Wiik... She was abused by her husband, Milo Mikhailov.

He got two years for aggravated assault and abuse. Look here...

- Yes? - We just heard from an MMA gym guy.

He says that four non-Chechens were led away.

One of them was Niklas.

- Taken by force? - No, it was done quietly.

OK, canvass the neighborhood.

Find their addresses. I'll run a search.

- Yes? - Seth just got home. He was dropped off.

Conny Lloyd was driving.

Damn it!

They've left us alone, they think we'll solve the problem for them.

- How? - Why did they bring us here?

They're toying with us...

You should have a weapon, right? A gun. You said something about arms shipments.

And those guys are hugely paranoid.

What don't you understand? They fooled us.

I think you're the one who doesn't understand.

- Are you calling me stupid? - What do you mean?

We have an arms shipment and a bug.

They went to all this trouble to find the informer.

- What are you talking about? - Enough with the rats and the bugs.

- I want out of here - We all do. But how?

Not me. I want to know who the rat is!

Because I know what you're all thinking. But it's not me!

- OK, what if they're wrong? - Yes, they are wrong!

The cops planted the bug. There is no informer.

- So what do we do? - We have two options.

We can wait and see what they do. That's a bad option.

We can also try to overpower them and get out of here.

- They have weapons! - Yeah!

Calm down. If we plan this, it will work.

- Maybe you're the rat! - Me?

OK, maybe it's me. Maybe it's you.

But I don't think anyone will admit it. Would you like to?

- What about you? - I'm not a rat.

- You? - Not me either.

It's not you, it's not you, it's not you and it's not me.

So why are we here? We're getting nowhere.

The bastards out there don't care. They'll do everything in their power

to find out who it is.

They have too much to lose.

What happens when they find the informer? They kill him.

And what happens to us?

You think you'll get to go home to your kids tonight and make spaghetti? Play ball?

You think you'll be back in the gym tomorrow morning?

What do you think will happen to the witnesses of this murder?

If they find the rat, they'll be satisfied.

We're all on the same side, we're innocent. They wouldn't hurt us.

What's your plan then? Huh?

- Who is it? - It's me.

- It's not a good time right now. - No, no...

Come in. Make yourself at home.

I got your dramatic messages, if that's what you're wondering.

What's so important?

Your buddy Ramzan took my colleague.

If anything happens to him, I'll make your life a living hell.

Wait a minute...

You come to my house and threaten me, accuse me of something I have nothing...

You have no evidence!

- Where is he? - How should I know?

- Find out. - It's up to you to keep track of your staff.

Do you want the whole town or the whole damn country

to find out you're my little bitch?

You've used the word "bitch" too many times!

Shut up and listen to me!

Understand I'm in a situation where consequences mean nothing to me.

I don't give a damn about me and you.

I don’t give a damn about your little gang war with Jack.

I want my colleague back.

What the hell can I do?

You deal with them. They listen to you. Find my colleague!

- Call Ramzan now! - What should I say?

"I know a cop who knows a cop I work with."

Say you think they took one of Vijay's guys and you have to see him!

- Why? - Explain to them...

Vijay's trying to kill you. Jack's just a stooge.

No?

Allow me.

- I'm busy. - You have one of Vijay's men.

- How do you know? - Rumors. I'll take him.

- Who is it? - I thought you knew.

- You drag us into your problems, it'll cost you. - Where's the guy?

- Why? - Like I said...

Vijay may have planted a mole, or maybe Jack did. I need to find out.

I'll call you back.

- Who was it? - Seth.

- You have to give this a little time. - If you're screwing with me...

I'm taking a shower. If you don't want to join me...

please go now.

By the way, what are you doing with Milo Mikhailov's girl... Madeleine Wiik?

Are you jealous?

She's the one who put Milo away. Two years for aggravated assault

and abuse. She's under witness protection now because of his threats.

So think twice before you let the little head control your decisions.

You are jealous. How sweet.

I'm doing you a favor, Seth.

Thanks.

Madeleine, we need results now.

What's going on with the contact lists from Seth's phone you were going to get?

- Well? - I haven't had the opportunity yet.

I'll do it when I know Mikael and I will get new identities.

And financial help to relocate.

What's taking so long? You have to help me.

I thought we had a give-and-take relationship?

OK. What have I gotten so far?

Why do you think Milo hasn't gotten parole?

- I brought food... - He gets in fights all the time.

Anybody hungry?

- No, thanks. - I'll take some.

Who do you think makes sure he gets in fights? Let me be clear...

The board has asked our advice on how to proceed in the custody case,

due to the threat against you.

There's a risk you may lose custody of your son.

He may go to an orphanage,

if you don't show a little more cooperation now.

I never wanted to cooperate with you.

You showed up at the shelter for one reason I'm not stupid.

What would happen if I went to the media

and told them how the police are using a single mother living under a threat of death.

Now you sound completely confused.

It can't be good for Mikael to live with such a mother.

Do you know if Seth's spoken to the police?

What? No.

- Are you sure? - A girl came to the apartment.

Oh. How did she look?

- Like you. Great. - Great. What else?

I don't know. Dark hair, boring, ugly clothes...

Probably a cop.

When did she come over?

90 minutes before you picked me up.

OK, good. Thank you.

Subject unlocks his door now.

Key in one hand, some kind of wrap in the other.

Police! On the floor!

Listen, you bastard.

It's not a good time to keep your mouth shut. Where's our colleague?

What colleague?

You'll never talk to anyone again if we don't find him.

- I'm so scared! - Mairbek...

We know you helped take our colleague along with some other guys.

I don't know what you're talking about...

I don't give a damn what you do to each other, but this is one of ours.

It's a fight you can't win.

- Swedish police are whores! - Dumb thing to say.

You stupid son of a bitch! Where is he?

- Everything OK? - It's cool.

Jackpot! This was hidden behind a panel.

You planted that, bastards.

Oops... Did we strike a nerve?

I think they're coming now. OK, ready?

- Everybody ready? - Not me.

- I can't do this. No way. - Listen, think about your kids, OK?

- You'll be home with them tonight. - I want to know who the informer is!

Wait, who does what?

Renato's on the floor. Leffi stands there with the chair.

You wait for my signal. I'm sitting here with Renato.

First guy comes in, I get his gun. You take the one closest to you.

Everybody got it? What?

- It must be you! - They're coming now!

- You have ten seconds to decide. - They're coming!

- Take the chair. - OK then!

- Do we do it or what? - Yes. Do you trust me?

- Yes. - Good. This will work, OK?

- What the hell are you doing? - He needs help...

- What? - He needs help!

Wait! They'll attack you!

No! No!

No! Renato!

- It wasn't me! - Look at me...

- It's your fault. - He needs an ambulance...

- It's your fault! - Ambulance! Now!

- That was his fault! - My children...

- My children... - You'll see them soon.

- Stay with me... - Get up.

Who's the informer? Huh?

- I don't know! - Stay with me...

We'll kill them both. We'll shoot them both.

We'll finish it here, OK?

- Wait! - Keep still.

OK, you're going to kill us all because you don't know?

Because you're clueless? Really?

No? That's what you're going to do?

Think, what if it's someone else, someone you've missed? What then, huh?

Then you kill us and you still have a snitch.

Wait. Vasily, get the hoods.

- No, no, no... - Get him to his knees.

- On your knees, I said. Turn around! - Look me in the eyes!

- Turn around! - OK, OK!

- This is your last chance. - No!

Will you kill me if I admit it?

OK! I confess!

- What do you confess? - Anything!

Are you the rat? Are you? No?

- Is it you? - You know it's not.

OK, get him up. Up!

Ramzan, let me go... Let me go!

You will kill him. Do that, and you live. Understand?

- Up. - No, don't! No!

- Shoot. Shoot! - No!

- Don't! - Do it or die! What are you waiting for?

- No! - Shoot!

Then we'll switch. Focus, damn it!

It's cool, you can do this.

No, no...

Look me in the eyes and think.

- Shoot! - Look me in the eyes, Leffi.

- Shoot! - He's the rat, not me!

Come on, let's go. Out!

We checked the bug. It was a professional rig. Definitely police.

- What? So there is a cop there! - We don't know that.

Then we kill them both. They've seen too much.

We have to kill them both. They've seen everything...

Or... we can call the Russian.

- She has contacts. - Not yet...

This wouldn't have happened if you'd warned us in time.

Hey, what if Renato was the cop?

- No way. He had kids. - So he couldn't be the informer?

- He brought his kids to the gym! - Don't talk about those fucking kids!

He'd never risk his kids. Seth's the one who pulled us into this.

He's the one who ripped off the Pakistanis.

Fuck! Goddamn it!

What's up? I heard about your latest incident with Jack.

Will you even be able to pay me?

And why do you want this guy we talked about on the phone? Who is it?

One thing at a time. First, Jack has something I want.

- I have to find him. - The diamonds.

According to the news, they're worth 25 million.

According to the news? Come on...

- Which of these is Vijay's man? - I don't know.

Let me meet them, I'll find out.

- Don't you recognize them? - I've seen them down at your gym.

You're not curious why I've taken them? What do you really know?

Nothing. Just that you took some guys from your gym.

And the cops raided it. Vijay, maybe Jack, sent an informant in.

Why would Jack or the Pakistanis do that? They're after you.

They're afraid of us teaming up. We'd crush them.

- Do I get to see them? - We don't know each other that well yet.

With all due respect, you'll have to wait.

Then I may not find Jack. And you won't get paid.

You'll find him. Otherwise it'll be expensive for you.

- Hello. ls everything OK? - Yes.

What now? How do you think it will be for his kids now?

They don't have a dad anymore. It's your fault.

Now we know. You're the informer.

They don't know that. And I'm a better liar than you.

- You're a little bitch. - I'm a cop.

- What? - And I can save you.

- You can't even save yourself! - My colleagues will be here soon.

You killed Renato. It's your fault!

Whatever you think, this is what will happen...

You reveal who I am, then my colleagues arrive

and you are identified as the informer who snitched on the arms transport.

I didn't do it, damn it!

Or you reveal who I am, and they kill us both.

- No witnesses, right? - Shut up.

I'm right, aren't I? I'm your only hope now.

No.

- Where did you drive the weapons to? - It wasn't me!

- You knew about the weapons. - Stop saying that.

Leffi, I've seen you in the gym.

You don't work out, you run errands for them. Small-time jobs!

I can make sure you aren't prosecuted.

I told you, I'm not a fucking snitch!

OK, you still don't get what's going on.

You and I will lie there with Renato if you don't help me.

Help me and I'll help you.

I won't reveal you. I promise.

I don't want to die. I don't want to be here anymore.

- My colleagues will be here soon... - You'll help me?

I will help you.

There's an Englishman. He receives...

We leave from Norway, with the weapons in small boats.

To England. Then from England to the United States.

- That's all I know. - You know more.

I want his name. Everything you know about him.

I want to know who's involved from the gym. Leffi, listen to me...

I want to know about Ramzan. And if there's anyone above him.

Did you see the game this weekend?

Messi should've passed the ball when Neymar was open.

He didn't even score.

It usually goes better when you work together, right?

Did you get the Messi jersey?

You're lucky, you get nice stuff from your dad.

And not that cheap trash other people buy, right?

- You play like Messi. - No, I'm not very good.

We'll train together when I get out. Only a week left now.

Just one week left...

Then we can go down and see Barca in action.

- Really? - Yes, of course. If you want.

Milo...

Of course we will. We'll spend a lot of time together.

Playing soccer and watching soccer, right?

I need to talk with your mom now, OK?

Mikhail, I promise. We're going to see Messi. OK?

- Come on, let's go. - I'll be there soon.

You can't make promises to him that you can't keep.

- Have you finished? - You only see him because you have to.

He doesn't even want to spend time with you.

If I didn't want my son to have a mother, you'd have disappeared a long time ago.

Call me generous, OK?

So what the hell is the problem? Shared custody.

He won't grow up in a criminal environment.

I heard you met a guy who isn't exactly an academic.

Don't let my son spend time with some damn loser. Got it?

- Well? - He'll keep visiting, if you like.

In a week, I'll either get a 50/50 deal

or I'll get 100% custody. You decide.

Get out.

This is the same van Niklas and the others got in earlier.

It drove south on the E6, passed the cameras at Kallebäcksmotet

and later passed north of Mölndal. Then it disappeared.

So it must've left the E6 here or here.

- Are there any cameras on those exits? - No.

OK, so if they haven't come back, they're somewhere in that mass of forest?

- That's a huge area. - Like a needle in a haystack.

Vidar, hey! Did we find anything on that iPad from the raid?

We found a number of companies and real estate in the area...

- I haven't had time to examine it. - No, I'll take it.

OK, I'll get the emergency unit and the local police.

You keep looking in that area.

- Hey... - Focus, Vidar!

- Heard anything from that Russian? - No.

By the way, don't talk to Helén. It just complicates things.

- Is this the twelfth week? - 20 weeks.

- What happened? - What do you mean?

All of a sudden, you'll be a grandmother. I'll be a grandfather.

You missed your chance. Nina won't have any contact with you.

I'd give anything to make it right again.

She was almost killed because of your business with the mafia.

- But it was all OK in the end. - You think so?

The people you dealt with, they still threaten us now.

They're threatening Ola. And Johan too.

You refused to talk to the police for their investigation.

You refused to tell them who you were doing business with.

You must understand... if I did talk, I would've been an informer.

If you want to ever see Nina again, you'll have to change your tune. Got it?

- Hey, Manne! - No!

What do you want?

- What? - Put your hand here.

- Let go of me! - Where's your cousin?

I have no idea where Jack is.

Don't drop it, damn it!

- That's your decision. - Wait...

- OK, OK! I'll tell you. - Of course you will.

Wait.

You're late with your payments.

And don't blame the lost shipment, you still owed us before that.

- The money is coming. - Is it?

- Yes, it's true. - When?

- Soon. Two weeks, tops. - Two weeks...

- Yes. - If you fail this time, you're in trouble.

You'll have to pay in another way. Your MMA gym looks nice.

So, what is it you want to know?

Fucking rat.

What is it?

Goddamn it.

- Yes, I'll send them. - What's happening?

You got the pictures. I'll get Johan and Vidar on speaker. Wait...

- So... - I saw the pictures, Patrik.

Brief Matte and Vidar now. About everything.

About Niklas? Tell me now! What?

Hold on. When Johan was in Latvia, he was lured into a trap.

- What trap? - He was framed for murder.

Now they're trying to blackmail him.

The gang that took Niklas were the recipients of a weapons delivery,

but Seth hijacked it. We confiscated most of the weapons.

But there were several containers. You already knew that.

OK...

- Did Niklas know anything about this? - No, only about the weapons.

- Good job, Sophie. Keeping us in the dark. - He got all the info he needed.

Niklas knew what he was getting into. So did you.

- Yes, I do. - Sophie, what the hell do I do?

I have to answer them. They're threataning my family.

- Say you're checking on it. - Matte, do you have anything out of that iPad?

- Yes, we're working on it. - Work harder!

Listen here...

- Vidar, where are you going? - To find him. What the hell do you think?

There you are! Good.

What if Jack doesn't have the stones?

- That's not an option. Think positive. - How do you know Manne isn't lying?

Because he knows what happens if we come back empty-handed.

Right, Manne?

You wouldn't fuck with me.

If Manne says that Jack will sell the diamonds at the hotel, then he will.

- Bamse lied. - No, he had the wrong information.

- What if Manne has the wrong info too? - Come on. Have a little trust in people.

Hi.

I thought maybe we could go to Liseberg a little later.

- Sounds like fun. But not today. - No? Why not?

I have something I have to do first.

- I thought we were going to hang out. - Why don't you guys go without me?

- Here's some money... - We want to go with you.

What's more important than going to the amusement park with two monsters?

What the hell?

- Stay here, damn it. - Come with me...

- Mom, what happened? - Nothing, go to your room.

Damn Pakistanis tossed a grenade through the window. Manne's gone.

Conny, are you OK? Put out that fire.

Can you take the kids to your mom's for a while?

Yes?

Thank you.

- Was that the Russian? - Yes.

The black guy... He's a cop. He's even specially trained.

OK...

- How was your trip? - Good, thank you for asking.

- Would you like something to drink? - You're very polite,

but business is fine with me.

Maybe after?

We'll see. Can I see them?

- You have the money? - Close by. And you?

Same, close by.

Here they come.

- How does it look? - Great.

We go alone. You two, me and my specialist.

- Wait for me. - OK, you're waiting here.

There's Seth!

Damn it!

Take the elevator back up!

- Where the hell did they come from? - I don't know.

Come on!

Damn it!

Jack! I didn't want it to be this way.

- Think we can resolve this? - That'd be really hard, Seth!

Fuck...

- Leave it. - Damn it, Jack. Damn!

It's OK...

- I'll call an ambulance. - Forget it.

I'll use your phone.

I'm calling an ambulance.

You little bitch... Give me the diamonds.

Jack...

Vijay's supposed to get half... Take everything. Cut that bastard.

Brother... Take care of Luna...

I will, Jack.

A military bunker?

Yes. It's not on the map.

It was bought by a car dealer in Borås...

- Get to the point, damn it. - Do you have anything else?

Coordinates or a Russian military map or anything?

Yes, now!

I'll send the coordinates and a map image to you. Here.

- Where are we going? - This is wrong! Turn around.

Damn it! What are you idiots doing?

...text me if you need to reach me.

Up! Wake up!

- Why drag it out? - My colleagues will be here soon...

Nobody knows you're here. Nobody!

- What do the cops have on us? - Everything.

- Did you hijack our arms shipment? - What do you think?

I don't. I just want to know. Who tipped you off?

Arms shipments... You'll go away for murder. Murder, all of you!

You, you, you!

Niklas, if I were you, I'd focus on your own problems.

Artem.

Wait, wait... Don't do anything you'll regret later.

OK? Wait, wait!

That was for Renato. Your fault.

- Who tipped you off about the weapons? - We know everything.

Everything? No, the police have already been here.

No, no, no...

I know everything about you. I tapped your phones!

You are truly screwed! The police will be here in a few minutes...

I'm tired of your bullshit.

I own you. I decide how and when you die. So tell me now.

Let Leffi go, and I'll tell you.

Leffi, come here.

Come here. It's OK.

- I didn't say anything! - He's innocent, OK?

- I'm not a rat! - Zacke, come here.

He doesn't know anything. Let him go.

- You have to kill him. - Me?

You have three seconds to kill him, or else you die. Take the gun.

- You don't have to do this... - One, two...

- No! - OK! Wait! I can tell you anything!

I'll tell you whatever you want.

Seth Rydell is our informant. He works for us.

- I didn't do anything... - One, two...

- Ramzan! No! - Three...

Now I know I can trust you.

Come here... We're in a war, OK?

People die in war. It's us or them. Got it?

All right? Now we know why they bugged us.

The cop will spill his guts. Have any of you been on the phone since you've been here?

How about you?

Good. Nobody knows where we are.

OK, let's move him to the store and continue there.

Vasily, back the car up.

Zacke, move the bodies to the slaughterhouse.

Ramzan, what was that cop whispering?

Are you stupid? Don't cut me off! We're done now!

You broke into my apartment?

What didn't you get when I said to hell with the consequences!

Stop talking about yourself all the time! I'm not your damn...

- Where is he? - You're nuts.

- Police! Drop the gun! - I'm a cop.

On the floor!

I'm a cop! Can you hear me? We have a colleague who's in danger!

- Now you see how it feels. - I have a colleague who's in danger!

Artem!

Your brother is dying... I shot him in the stomach.

- Can I go in? - No, he's covering the door.

We can solve this, Niklas! Zacke, go in there.

- What? Why? - In!

Go after him. Go!

Artem! Niklas, can you hear me?

It's too late.

Artem, are you OK?

You can't do that, you're a cop! Let me go...

- Stop it... please. - One, two...

Three.

- What do you want? - What do I want...

I want you to die.

One, two...

Help!

Niklas...

Niklas...

So, the police commissioner has asked me to launch an investigation

into what could be, at worst, institutional failure.

Best case, it was a few individuals who went too far.

What's your relationship with Seth Rydell?

Our superiors have mandated GSI to use unconventional methods.

It's not my problem those same superiors now choose to ignore that fact.

We've tailed you and tapped your phone,

so we know you and Rydell have had close contact for a long time.

Sometimes involving criminal activity which Rydell is suspected of,

but always manages to get away with.

I've been following you for three years now.

One time you accessed addresses of convicted pedophiles from the city register.

On that list are several people who were subsequently blackmailed.

By Rydell, we suspect.

One of them was even murdered shortly after you...

Here are the lists. After you had found his address.

So you arrested me

because I was in the same room as the person you were there to arrest?

We're questioning you because more of your comrades

have been killed in the past few days.

"Comrades"? Interesting choice of words, I think.

Some of them were acquaintances. Two were close friends.

Show a little respect, OK? We're the victims here.

I'm out of here. I have to visit their relatives.

And I need to pick up my daughter. I have her this week.

Or can you take care of that for me? Can you get me a nanny?

Forget it, I'm kidding. Can't you just let me go?

You know where I am, if I want to talk to me.

- Hi, honey! - Hi.

How nice. I'm very hungry.

- Is Madde here? - She left when we saw you in the window.

She left when she saw me? Doesn't she like me anymore?

- Did she say where she was going? - No.

Oh, flowers! Did I receive a gift?

Wait, I'll come.

We only took two. Loved being with you, but too scared. Not for you. Kiss!

Hi. Welcome.

Your office.

- The transfer papers are in there, if you... - No.

Yes?

We missed her with her mother. We don't know where she is.

- What about Mikhail? - Your son isn't there.

- We don't know where they are. - Bitch!

ARCHANGEL MIKHAIL

Hold up...

What is this, a kindergarten?

Who the hell taught you to fight?

To get this information, we all made mistakes.

And Niklas had to pay for it.

Was it worth it? Was it worth it, Johan?

Why'd you push him so damn hard?

I just came from the hospital. He's...

There's a price to pay for what we do. Johan knows it, Sophie knows it,

Niklas knows it, and he's known it all along.

British police have stopped an arms shipment bound for the United States.

We've cracked this weapon pipeline now, that's our job.

In the bunker, we found the weapons Seth sold to Ramzan last month,

so it's all cleared up.

According to phone logs, Ramzan's been in contact with the Russian.

He sent the picture of Niklas to her.

She sent it to Johan. You think Johan ratted on us?

Vidar, do you understand what this means?

She sent it to someone else.

Someone who knows how we work. Someone who knows us.