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From 6-0, 1220 have been stopped by guards at Lilla Torg.

Trouble there...

- You don't need beer. - Yes, I'm thirsty!

This guy was worst of all,

he tore down half the Christmas spread.

- Right, how are you doing? - You're very cute.

You are very intoxicated.

You can come with us and sober up a bit.

That's not necessary, I've got my friends here.

My employees. Pontus! Do up your fly!

They'll look after me.

But that isn't up to you, it's up to us.

And we've decided you're coming with us.

- Have you searched him? - Yes.

- Are there two of you? - Have a good night.

Ooh, you're rough.

- Do you have a boyfriend? - Yeah, I do.

- What's his name? - It's Magnus.

- That's my name too! - Oh?

- Wanna fuck? - No, I don't.

No Merry Christmas to you either, you uptight cunt.

Hey, watch it.

THIN BLUE LINE

Will you listen if I tell you?

I can try.

Here...

Right here...

This is my favourite spot in Umeå.

The old bridge.

It's so nice with all the lights.

The river, that just...

Does it hurt?

No.

Not at all.

What happened now?

Mum...

She was just so much worse when they were here.

So shouldn't you just go up there?

No.

Why not?

They haven't even asked if I want to come.

So, no old bridge.

No.

You'll have to settle for an old policeman instead.

We've broken a new record today.

All our jail cells are full of Christmas party drunks.

And it's not even half past two.

And speaking of Christmas party drunks...

the traditional Christmas party at my place is cancelled this year.

- What the hell Jesse? - You're joking!

No, unfortunately, that's the way it is.

But we can take comfort

that Leah will compensate with something really tasty.

Right?

But that's all I had for now, so be careful out there.

Leah.

Just between us, I just want to say,

it feels like an insane decision not to put you on sick leave.

- Just so you know. - Okay...

- But it is what it is. - Yeah.

And...

We can be happy that Dragana's quitting at the end of the year.

What? Has she been fired?

- Been fired? - Yeah.

She's going to be second in command

at the Security Service in Stockholm.

- You're kidding? - No, I'm really not.

Okay...

- Wow... - Mm...

Oh well, what can you say?

Congratulations Security Service, you've got the worlds worst boss.

- But, you're okay? - Yes.

You have to speak up if you're not okay.

I'm okay, everything's fine.

Calm down, there's nothing to worry about.

Gingerbread?

- No. - Not even one?

If I have one I won't be able to stop.

- Are you going to take that? - I will.

- Will you? - Yeah.

- Hi, Mum. - Hi.

Funny, I was just thinking about you.

Sara, I'm sorry, I don't know how to say this.

The police were just here and told me.

- They said he's dead. - What did you say?

He was going shopping but he didn't come back.

- When did this happen? - Last night.

I should have called and told you, but I just couldn't, Sara.

I'll come home.

Come home, Sara.

Hello?

Hey! I'll be right there.

It hurts a little.

I'm sorry.

Let's have some coffee.

Hey, I can't talk right now.

Hey, Siri.

Do you recognise me? Huh?

Don't you remember me? Huh?

You made it in kindergarten.

It's meant to be me. Don't you recognise it? Hey?

- I have to go. - Yeah, okay.

Where are you going?

Sorry, I won't...

I know, I won't ask.

But Siri... how much longer are you going to be mad at me?

- Hey, Siri, what's wrong? - Dad...

Can you come?

- What? What's happened? - Can you come?

- Yeah, of course, I'm coming but... - Please...

- Can you hurry? Dad? - What?!

Can you please come?

Can you please hurry?

Yes, I'm coming, but where am I going?

I don't know where you are.

- Hello? - Hello, I'm Jens, Siri's dad.

What's happened?

I'm not sure, it seem like she's been attacked.

She's in my shop now. She doesn't seem to be hurt.

Okay, where is it?

Hey.

- Dad! - There, there.

I'm here.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

- He choked me like this. - Yeah...

And I managed to get my keys out and shoved them in his eye.

And then he let me go, so I could run away.

Really well done.

Did you see anything else?

Some detail? How he was dressed, or... Little things can...

He was the most disgusting person I've ever seen.

I'm sorry. Sorry.

I'm going to...

Try to sleep now, I'll get a blanket for you.

There you go, sweetie.

It's alright now, sweetie.

I'll sit here until you're asleep.

Last night, my 13-year old daughter was attacked

on her way home from a school party.

- Bloody hell... - Yeah...

Is she okay?

Yeah, she's okay. Physically, anyway.

The really bad part is, about 15 minutes later, a girl, the same age,

was raped about 500 metres away.

So we can be pretty certain that

it's the same perpetrator we're dealing with.

My daughter was lucky...

Sometimes you're lucky, but...

Sorry I'm late, traffic crap, but...

Here are snacks so I don't have to listen to...

- Leah. - Yeah?

You can just sit down.

My daughter managed to defend herself with a key ring.

So it's likely that the perpetrator has some sort of mark or...

a wound, something.

We'll get a facial composite later today and...

we've sent the DNA from last night's victim to forensics, with...

express delivery, so we're hoping for a result as quickly as possible.

So we can determine that we're dealing with a serial rapist.

I have to say that it feels horrible that we didn't...

that we didn't catch this pig a long time ago.

- But now we'll get him! - Yeah!

Be careful out there.

Yeah...

- Yeah, what the hell. - We'll get him.

- Say hi to her for me. - Yeah, I will.

- Are you okay? - It's fine.

Yeah. It's fine now.

Mum, shouldn't I do that instead?

But I want to take care of you when you're here, you understand that.

Hello?

Hi.

Hey, Sara.

Hi.

I'm really sorry.

Thank you.

I got yoghurt.

That's fine.

Sit down and have some food too.

No, thank you, I'm fine.

Go on.

Of course you should eat.

Nice of you to help Mum.

Really very nice of you.

It's no trouble at all.

I'm happy to help.

You know what... Marit, I'll go wait in the car.

You just come out when you're ready.

Wait for what?

Tobias is driving us to see Dad.

But I can drive us there.

- With what car? - Well...

Dad's car got destroyed.

I'll skip the food and wait in the car.

Hey. Leave her be.

- What? - Helping her to get to me...

It makes me very sad to hear you say that, Sara.

For several reasons.

Mostly for you.

You know what, we'll take a taxi.

Okay.

Have the police said anything?

No...

Only that no one else was hurt.

They don't know why he drove off the road?

It could have been slippery.

Maybe he fell asleep.

- What are you doing? - Fuck, you scared me!

- What are you doing? - I'm running.

You can't run up behind me like that!

- I'm not, I'm just running... - You've run behind me for ages.

- Why? - Calm down, I didn't even see you.

Don't you understand it scares me if you run after me?!

Are you a fucking idiot?

- Haven't you read the newspapers? - I didn't see you. Chill.

Take some fucking responsibility!

Fuck! You're fucking crazy!

- Fucking crazy. - What?!

- Fucking crazy. - What did you say?!

You're completely fucking crazy, you know that?

Here he is.

Our rapist.

We will put this composite everywhere.

Send it to the newspapers, the usual.

And we're obviously hoping for lots of tips.

Even if most of them will be dead ends.

But we'll take our time, listen to everyone.

As long as there's nothing more urgent, of course.

There's something very familiar about him.

- Yeah. - What?

Well, he looks a bit like you.

Yeah, he does, actually.

Are you fucking crazy? We're not at all alike.

- He looks heaps like you. - Fucking get glasses.

Can you show some respect, it's his daughter.

- What's wrong with you? - Calm down.

ON DECEMBER 17TH, THERE WAS A RAPE IN MALMÖ.

THIS IS A SKETCH OF THE PERPETRATOR.

RECOGNISE HIM? CALL 114 14.

THAT'S NO KALLE OR ANDERS, THAT'S FOR SURE.

I HOPE THEY FIND AND DEPORT HIM.

LOOKS LIKE MY MECHANIC, WON'T GO BACK THERE.

THAT'S THE PEDOPHILE WHO KILLED BELLE! HE'S ALREADY OUT?

I don't help your mum to get to you.

I help her because I care.

Surely that's not so hard to believe?

Things like that were just as obvious to you before, right?

That you help others without any ulterior motive.

I'm sorry.

I'm awful.

How could I...

I don't understand it myself.

You're not awful.

You are...

You are anything but awful.

You're not alone, Sara.

There's nothing strong in doing everything yourself.

It's just stupid.

You never need to doubt me.

No...

No, Mum.

Because I'm working on Christmas Eve.

Yeah, someone's got to do it.

THE MALMÖ MAN

Yeah.

Yeah. I just told you.

I have to go. Bye.

What?

Let's go.

Yeah.

I love you so much.

Hello? Mum?

Sara, hey.

I was reaching for the remote and I fell.

- I can't get up. - No.

Dad used to help me with these things...

Okay.

Hey, ow!

- Be gentle. - I am being gentle.

- One more time now. - Okay.

One, two, three.

Don't let go of me now.

I won't let go.

It hurts, Sara.

- There. - Yes.

Where's my dosette?

Have you tidied? You can't just tidy my things away!

Don't you understand I need my medicine?

- I'll have to look for it. - Yes.

- Hey. - Hey!

How are you?

Well... I don't really know.

- I haven't had time to reflect. - No...

What are you doing?

I'm...

actually wrapping some presents.

Oh...

I don't know if I'll have time to get anything.

Right, yeah... No, but that's...

- Sara! - Yes, I'm coming.

- You don't need to. - Can you help me?

I'm on the phone.

But hey?

- Sorry, what did you say? - I love you, Sara.

I need help with this, I can't reach.

What are you doing?

- Lots of love. - Can you come here?

- Bye. - Bye...

The males are significantly larger and more colourful than the females.

- Damn! - Mm.

- It's so big! - Yes, it's puffing itself up.

Where are you going?

- I'm just going to the laundry room. - Okay, I'll come.

- It'll be really quick. - Okay, I'll come.

You know what...

- Never mind, I'll do it tomorrow. - Okay.

It can wait.

- Hello? - Hey, it's me.

- Hey. - Why aren't you at work?

Yes, I'm on my way. I got stuck in traffic.

I'll be there in like ten minutes.

- I'll be right there. - Okay, good. Bye.

Bye.

Fucking hell.

Shit!

Shit. Shit.

Shit.

Fucking hell!

Come on now. Get it together.

1300, he's called again so he's probably in a great mood.

Over and out, 6-0.

- Hello. - Hey.

- Jens. - Sven.

- Did you make the report? - Yes, I did.

- I rang pretty early this morning. - Right.

- And you're registered as the owner? - Yes.

Why did it take so fucking long to get here?

- We came as soon as we could. - I rang fucking hours ago.

We've had a lot to deal with, but now we're here. So...

This is the door that was broken open.

Can you explain what happened?

Yeah, it was four or five in the morning.

And I got here and the door was broken open.

Second time this month.

Last time they took the airbags, this time it's the cats.

I'm sorry, the cats?

Yeah, the catalytic converters.

She arrived around five, she called, I got here about five or six.

I saw the door was broken open and the cats gone, so we called you.

They can take whatever they want.

They can take mirrors, steering wheels...

Come on, what the hell, write this down!

Please explain so I understand!

Is that so fucking hard?!

- Leah, what's wrong? - I'm sorry, I can't breathe.

Leah, what's wrong?

- She's not well. - I can't breathe.

- Leah! - I can't breathe!

Yes, you can. Breathe calmly.

- I can't breathe! - Leah, what...

Hey, look at me! Come on, get up.

Leah.

- I'm dying, Jesse. - No, you're not dying.

- I'm dying. - You're not.

6-0 from 65-1309, I need an ambulance at Fosievägen 137.

- I'm going to die! - Ambulance to Fosievägen 137, now!

You're not dying Leah, relax.

- I can't breathe, please help me! - Just relax, it's okay.

- I can't feel my legs! - Leah...

- Leah, relax. - Jesse!

- Jesse, I don't want to die! - You're not going to die.

- This is the Malmö Police. - Hi, my name is Sara Sandström.

- Okay, what can I help you with? - I need to resign.

How do I do that?

Okay, has something happened that we should know about?

No, there's nothing. It's for private reasons.

I have to move home to Umeå.

It sounds nice when he talks about it.

There are two floors, three bedrooms and a little greenhouse.

He'd seen something in Norrmjöle as well,

but that feels too far out for me.

I'd rather be here in town.

Close to you.

Doesn't that sound good?

Mum?

Why won't you say anything?

Don't you think it sounds good?

It's a five minute bike ride from here.

Did you meet a man in Malmö?

Mum, I was just telling you about a house

that Tobias and I are looking at.

- In Böleäng. - Yes, I heard you.

But did you meet a man in Malmö?

Mum, you don't need to worry.

I'm staying here.

No, you're not staying here.

You don't need to act like that.

It's for my own sake too.

I love Umeå.

- And I want to help you. - No!

No.

I've spoken to my old boss at the council.

I've already sorted everything out myself.

There's a spot at a nursing home, that suits me well.

Sara...

My body is tired.

But my brain still works.

Of course I know I need help.

Many people complain about their children not helping them.

I don't feel that way.

You would help me more

by living the life you want.

Sara, I'll ask you again,

have you met a southerner?

- Yes. - Mm.

I have.

Well I hope he's more fun than that bore, Tobias.

But, Mum...

Don't pull that face, I know you think the same thing.

I like Danish pastries, am I allowed to like them?

Sorry, like them all you want,

I'm just saying, it's an hour's extra running.

Hello, excuse me.

They'll be right down to talk to you.

The thing is, I have to get back to work.

I have to say this now, or I might change my mind.

It's about that facial composite.

Facial composites are tricky because they all look alike after a while.

He had a wound by his eye, like this.

It didn't look great, things like that happen, but I thought...

that...

well, that he was out just the other night and it could be from that.

Where did I put it?

He had broken a filling

and while he was there, we looked after his inflamed gums.

Happens easily when you don't clean between your teeth properly.

It bleeds, you know.

You probably know that.

I thought you might have use for that.

I've watched CSI...

Here's his personal information, social security number,

and his name's Sebastian Andersson.

His address is there too.

It looks great.

Wow.

Good night and sleep well, sweetie.

I love you.

A MAN WHO ATTACKS LITTLE GIRLS?

THE ONLY FITTING PUNISHMENT IS A PAINFUL DEATH.

POLICE COULD'VE CAUGHT THE MALMÖ MAN AND LET HIM GO.

IT HAPPENS. MERRY CHRISTMAS.

STOP COMPLAINING, THE POLICE ARE DOING THEIR BEST.

THEY'RE DOING NOTHING BECAUSE THE RAPIST IS A COP.

I KNOW WHO IT IS, HE GOES TO MY GYM.

Isn't it nice?

Yeah.

What's wrong?

I'm sorry.

I think I need to go home now.

But you are home.

No.

Yes.

No, I'm not.

I know you're angry.

I know you're such a good person.

You're the best person I know.

I hope you can forgive me one day.

Go to hell, Sara.

Really.

Just go to hell.

Or go to Malmö.

Isn't that about the same thing?

Hey you. Wait up.

- Stop. - What?

Wait up, I want to talk to you.

What?

It's you, isn't it?

The famous Malmö Man.

No, that really isn't me, I just look a bit like him.

But it isn't me.

I've seen the pictures and I know that it's you.

But it isn't me, I'm a police officer.

Do you like raping little girls?

- Calm down, it isn't me. - Don't touch me.

- Understand? - Okay, I won't touch you.

- I'm not one of your victims. - No, I'm a cop, I'll show...

- You're not showing me anything. - What are you doing?

People like you shouldn't be allowed to live.

That's what I think, that's what I feel.

- Do you understand? - I understand, but can I just...

You swine!

I'll show you what we do to rapists, here in Malmö.

- Take it easy. - You're lucky I called the cops.

- We'll let them deal with you. - Take it easy.

We'll hold you until the police get here.

- You fucking swine. - Let me go now.

Shut up.

Here he is.

Hey there, Magnus.

Hey.

Hello?

What are you saying?

Oh...

I have a ticket to go down tonight.

I'm coming.

Come now, don't give me that look.

- No... - I'll manage.

I'm so proud of you.

- Hi. - Hey.

SARA, I MISS YOU.

I was like one of those psychos

we've been putting away all these years.

It was horrible.

And now I'm here...

Sick leave, some therapy and a few pills later...

I don't know anything.

I don't even know who I am.

Hey, you know what?

It turned out you were just a normal person too, Leah.

I was really hoping that it wouldn't be like this.

You don't die from asking for help.

You asked me for help, and survived.

Yeah but I did it for your sake, because you love helping people.

What do you do for yourself?

I don't know.

Nothing, maybe?

I haven't even been to Grandpa's grave yet.

I'm staying here.

For Magnus?

No. For me.

Merry Christmas!

- Merry Christmas, Håkan. - Okay, thank you.

- Merry Christmas. - Would you like a coffee?

- Yes, thank you. - Merry Christmas, Irene.

- Thank you very much. - You're welcome.

You on the other hand, you're a cocky one.

What? What have I done?

- What have I done now? - No, nothing, I'm just joking.

You're nothing like your dad.

He was a shit of a policeman and he was a shit of a human.

I'm sorry, and Merry Christmas, but that's what I think.

But you're good.

But hey, Irene, I wish you'd stop drinking.

Yes, we all have our dreams, Jesse boy.

Don't put anything in the coffee now.

At least not until we've left.

Yes, this is Jens Lind.

Yes.

What?

Oh?

Yeah, okay.

Yes. Absolutely, got it.

Good.

They've got the DNA test on Sebastian Andersson and it's his.

It's him. It's fucking him.

- Merry Christmas, we have to go. - Thanks, Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas, boys!

- Merry Christmas. - Bye.

From 6-0 to units on their way to the address,

we'll use task force channel 53. Over and out.

From 6-0, let's make sure we cover the entire property

so the suspect can't get away.

Over and out, 6-0.

From 6-0, all sides covered. Clear to enter. 1300, over.

1300, we'll check with the helicopter if they can help. Over.

Hello.

You're not Santa.

No. My name is Faye, and we're from the police.

- Is your dad home? - No, he's getting the newspaper.

- Okay. - Mum! The police are here!

Hello, can you tell us where Sebastian Andersson is?

- Why? - I'm afraid I can't tell you that.

- What? - We need to search the house.

- What? - If you can go into this room.

- I'm so sorry. - I'll check upstairs.

- We have to, sorry. - Check downstairs.

My children are home.

Wow, what a nice Christmas tree.

Did you decorate it?

Bedroom, empty.

It's nice, anyway.

I'll look over here.

- Do the police have to be here? - Bedroom two, empty.

No...

- I'll talk to them. - Basement, clear.

Upstairs bathroom, clear.

What has he done?

Unfortunately, I can't tell you that.

Sebastian is suspected of a very serious crime.

- The prosecutor has... - Can't you leave now?

The prosecutor has decided he has to be arrested.

Mum, where's Dad?

He'll be here soon, darling.

- But it's Christmas Eve. - Yeah, I know. I know, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, but I can't tell you any more.

- It's clear upstairs. - Okay.

Person with Santa hat fleeing down the street!

Jesse, I think it's better that you stay in here.

We're coming out now, over.

He's running towards our cars.

- Do they think he's the Malmö Man? - Where is he running?

- Why do you say that? - What's the Malmö Man?

It isn't true.

- He's coming my way. - It isn't true!

- Down! Down! - He's there!

I said down!

- Stop! - Police! Stop!

- I said stop! - I've got his legs.

What is wrong with you, you disgusting bastard?!

Fucking hell!

- Put your phone down. - Where is he?!

Take it easy.

- Sebastian! - Put your phone down!

- Sebastian! - Bring him in.

Just stay calm.

It'll be okay.

THANKS TO A TIP FROM THE PUBLIC,

WE'VE ARRESTED A MAN WHO WE SUSPECT IS THE MALMÖ MAN.

THAT'S ALL FOR NOW. MERRY CHRISTMAS.

ONE LESS PSYCHO ON THE STREET. THE PERFECT CHRISTMAS PRESENT!

TURNS OUT IT WAS A KALLE OR ANDERS AFTER ALL.

BE QUIET. LET'S ALL BE HAPPY ABOUT THIS. MERRY CHRISTMAS.

NOT EVERYONE CELEBRATES CHRISTMAS, DID THAT OCCUR TO YOU?

- You know what? - No.

You're the best dad ever.

- No, I'm really not. - Yes, you are.

No. But thanks anyway.

You are the best dad in the world, okay? Bye.

Yeah, yeah! I'm coming!

Hey!

What the hell?

- Hey! Didn't expect that, did you? - No, I didn't.

- Where's the fridge? - In to the right.

- But we weren't going to... - Are you crazy? Skip this?

- This is great! - It is a bit like...

Check this out.

Do you want this?

- The wall too. - It's not working.

- Yeah, you have to... - Here's the mulled wine.

You're completely fantastic!

I love you guys.

- Mulled wine? - Christmas...

- I know! - Come on, come on!

Let me throw this in...

- Cheers! - Merry Christmas!

And thank you. Thank you so much.

- Do you remember? - Yeah.

Go, go!

Hey.

- Hey. - Are you in here?

Yes, I'm in here resting my little head.

Like the doctor said.

So I'm doing that.

But this.

- This is very cool. - Oh, for fuck's sake.

- Aren't you going to put this on? - No, I'm really not.

It's going to charity, it was from Malin.

Fucking hell...

I'm sorry, Leah.

I should have seen...

Sent you home much earlier.

- Don't worry about that. - I should have.

But you...

I don't know, sometimes you're a little...

Well...

Unreceptive.

Yeah, but... It's hard to decide what to...

With the high level of respect I have for you...

Yeah, Leah, you're the best.

And I'm drunk.

But you are the fucking best!

Thank you Jesse.

So are you.

That was crazy.

Fucking crazy.

That was fucking crazy, right?

- I'll see you. - It'll be okay, yes you will.

- I'll see you. - Fucking hell, Jesse.

Laura, Laura. Ingalls.

She's built like that.

I was so madly in love with her.

I can imagine.

What's her name again?

- Hey. - Hey.

Hey...

Has something happened?

Yes.

Sara.

I think Dad killed himself.

But you said it was an accident.

Yes, but...

I think he did it intentionally.

Mum said that he...

had a bad conscience, every day since Jenny died.

He thought that it was...

his fault that she drowned because...

it was him who...

let me babysit her.

So many years.

And nobody said anything.

Everyone just tried to handle it in their own way.

That isn't a good idea.

I see that now.

Come here.

You have to know it isn't your fault.

- It isn't your fault. - No.

Everything is going to be okay.

Can we go home soon?

- Yeah. - Shall we?

Bloody old man.

Did you think I'd manage without you?

I miss you, Grandpa.

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