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A brutal murder was commited in the summer 1990.

A pregnant young woman was buried on this beach...

to be drowned by the tide.

Nils Wendt, found murdered early this morning. This picture was taken in Kinshasa in 1987...

when he was part-owner of Magnusson Wendt Mining.

- Well, at least you're rid of Wendt. - But that leaves my main problem...

The original tape.

- Had you and Wendt been in touch? - No.

A group is systematically assaulting homeless people and posting videos of the assaults.

- And who beat you up? - Probably the killers of Vera Larsson.

- Did you get hold of Acke? - He doesn't know them. He seems scared.

How are you doing?

- Is Forss in charge? - Yes. - Always that bloody Forss!

- Is she prying into that Jill case? - No.

I got some pretty scary phone calls when I investigated her.

- From Jackie? - People around her.

- Olivia. - Hi, this is Ove Gardman.

Something weird happened to me in Costa Rica last week.

Nils Wendt and Ove Gardman, the boy witness, met by chance last week, in Costa Rica.

First he's hiding for 27 years...

then he goes to Nordkoster after Gardman talks about the murder.

I saw Wendt on the beach. He seemed looking for something.

What do you think he was looking for?

So now we know where Wendt was for all those years.

- I must say I'm impressed by what you've dug up. - Thanks

- I've spoken to Forss, so that's sorted. - Thanks!

Now we need a search warrant for Wendt's house in Costa Rica.

- But that could be tricky. - Why?

I'm not sure about the local police, so I'm going to send Abbas.

It appears Wendt left information about a threat against him.

I want you to find that information.

This has everything you need about Wendt.

There is also a photo of the woman murdered on Nordkoster in 1990.

There may be a link between Wendt and that murder.

I can arrange some shelp from the local police...

but mostly you'll be on your own.

With a criminal record? Can he be trusted?

Yes, he can be trusted.

He's also an expert knife thrower.

He used to throw knives in a circus in Marseille.

SPRING TIDE

- What's that? - Antacid. Did you find anything?

Did you eat some sour grapes?

No, I'm a manager. Did you find out his itinerary?

I'll tell you in there.

Yuk...

Wendt checked in at San José airport on June 8 at 11.10 pm.

He flew to London via Miami and arrived in Gothenburg on the 10th at 8.15 am.

In the taxi, he asked about buying a suitcase,

probably the bag he left on Nordkoster.

Empty. Thanks, Bosse.

So we know his movements from Costa Rica to Stockholm and the hotel Clarion.

Tech say they've revived Wendt's mobile.

- Anything of interest? - Look at the call log, page 2.

- It's never wrong. - What isn't?

My gut feeling. Bosse, can you go to Värmdö?

- Dinner at home tonight? - I was hoping for that.

- Shall I do the shopping? - Yes, please.

Meat or fish?

How about oysters?

Hi. A cappuccino, please.

Olivia?

Hi. I'm Ove Gardman.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Is anything wrong? - What? No.

- You look surprised. - I just pictured you differently.

You know, you hear a voice and conjure up a picture.

What did you picture, then?

- Did you bring the hairclip? - Yes.

See those hairs?

So why didn't you give this to the police?

Well... I was eight years old.

And I though maybe it was my friend's, that she'd lost it.

But it wasn't?

No, she's blonde, and those hairs are almost black.

It may belong to one of the others you saw on the beach.

- Do you remember if any of them were women? - No, sorry.

Well, it might have belonged to anyone.

But I found it right beside the people's footprints.

Why do you have such a clear memory of it?

Are you interrogating me?

- Sorry. Really sorry. - Okay, this is how it is.

I don't remember everything. Absolutely not.

But I remember certain things, and this is crystal clear.

I found it next to the footprints.

That's how it was.

Can I ask you something?

What's this all about?

It's just a course assignment, a cold-case study.

And you're a marine biologist?

Interview with Linn Magnusson, June 22, 12.30 pm.

- Alexander Nordin. - Lisa Hedqvist.

- Are you conducting the interview? - No, Mette Olsäter will do it. She's coming.

Hello.

- Hello, Alexander. - Mette.

- Will you be filming this interview? - Yes.

- Then we'd like to review the recording. - Of course.

- So, why are we here? - The murder of Nils Wendt.

You've already interviewed my client about that.

Yes, and she stated she'd had no contact with Wendt since the 80s. Is that right?

Yes, that's right.

So you've not been in touch for about 28 years?

No.

On Monday June 13 this year, at 1.23 pm...

a call from Nils Wendt's mobile came in to this number.

Is that your number?

Yes, it's my number.

The call lasted 11 seconds. Two days later, Wednesday June 15 at 10.32 pm,

he called your mobile again. That call lasted 19 seconds.

Friday the 17th at 5.22 pm, yet another call came in.

This call lasted a bit longer, 54 seconds. Almost a minute.

- What were the conversations about? - Well, there were none.

Someone called me. I answered but the caller was silent and then hung up.

I assumed it was someone trying to threaten me.

Our company has aroused strong feelings of late. Perhaps you've heard.

And the longer call, was that also silent?

It...

To be quite frank, I was provoked.

It was the third silent call, so I said a few choices words...

to voice my opinion of those threat tactics.

Then I hung up.

You had no idea it was Nils Wendt calling?

How could I have? He'd been gone for 28 years.

- And you have no idea where he was? - No.

Do you?

Yes. He was in Mal País, in Costa Rica.

What do you think he wanted when he called you?

I have absolutely no idea. This is...

This is completely crazy.

Crazy?

- Do you think she believed it? - I doubt it. She's smarter that that.

At least we know where he was hiding out. Mal País in Costa Rica.

Calling himself Dan Nilsson.

- Do we have any contacts there? - If we don't, we'll get them.

Gardman found a hairclip on the night of the murder.

Look.

- See these dark hairs? - So?

- So we have to check them for DNA. - Why?

They could belong to the offender. One of them could have been a woman.

Still thinking of Jackie Berglund?

Give it to the Cold Case unit.

- Only they're not interested. - Why not?

But your ex-wife works in Forensics, right?

She could check for DNA.

Situation Stockholm. Ten per cent discount today.

- Not now! - Yes, right now.

Tell Jackie Berglund to stay the hell out of it.

The gas is running out.

There's a spare in the cupboard.

Can you add lime slices?

So, who was it that turned up here this morning?

Here?

Yes, the man in the grey car. Who was he?

It was a policeman.

- Oh, why? - They wanted to interview me.

- About Nils' murder? - Yes.

But didn't you talk to them the other day?

Yes, but you know what they're like.

No, I don't know what they're like.

Nosy. Wanting answers you don't have, asking a load of questions.

About you and Nils?

Yes. Sort of.

Sort of... Sort of what?

Are you lying to me?

No. Why would I lie to you? About what?

You're being evasive. We don't do that kind of thing, you and I.

Nils' murder has got to me. Is that so hard to understand?

- Yes. - Why is it so hard to...?

Because you were very clear two days ago...

You said he took off with two million and you had no time for him.

- And suddenly you're upset? - Well, the fact is I...

Do you know who killed him?

How the hell would I know that?

How?

Misspelt.

First we go to Calle 34 in San José.

- My orders are to take you to Mal País. - I'm modifying those orders.

Come here.

This is my second fine today. Give me a break, all right?

- It's a long way to Mal País, you know. - I know.

- Will you be long? - Come back in an hour.

- Have you stopped to gambling? - No.

- You should move back. - No. Claudito is a highschool kid.

- Things are going pretty well. - Say hi to him from me.

How is life with the polarbears?

It's peaceful.

I got to go.

Hi.

Listen, I need a coat. Do you have one I could borrow?

Yes. Are you going to a funeral?

No.

The one I have is dark.

And I need money for a train ticket. Can you spare 500?

- Are you moving? - No, I have to go and see my ex-wife.

- So, how's Benseman? - Well, he's so-so.

Will his eyes be all right?

I think so.

Could you give him this? It would cheer him up no end.

Yes. What about the money?

Great. Thanks.

- Do you believe all this? - I believe what Olsäter said.

And where did she get it from? "A reliable source".

Cage fighting? A bit far out, if you ask me.

- You saw the tattoo in the video. - So? CF could mean anything.

Coeur de filet!

Stilton's rambling, and Olsäter backs him up like before.

- Why are we doing this? - Because they have confidence in us.

They trust us, okay.

Hurry up.

Looks like any old hoodie hangout.

Yes, unless they cleared it all out.

- Who's "they"? - The fight promoters.

Janne, seriously...

I don't want to be negative but kids fighting in underground cages in Sweden?

We're not that far gone yet. Though we are going to the dogs.

- I think it's important to check it out. - Sure, check away.

I don't trust Stilton for a second. A bloody derelict?

- What's that got to do with it? - You're no judge of character, boy.

- Oh, and you are? - Yeah, you'll learn when you grow up.

Do you know how fed up I am with your bullshit?

You're so full of it!

You'd better watch out, Klinga!

- For what? - Your rank.

Bloody wanker.

Police! Stop!

Shoot them, for God's sake! Shoot, shoot!

Where the hell were you?

Get lost!

Marianne!

Hi.

Hi.

How are you?

I'm all right, thanks. What about you?

I'm surviving.

- Are you still having...? - No, no.

Well, occasionally, but I get good medicine.

I should have phoned, but I never get round to it.

- I need your help with something. - Money?

No, I need your help with this. Some hair in a hairclip.

- I need the DNA. - Because?

So I can compare it with the DNA from the beach case on Nordkoster.

- Are you working on that again? - No, I'm helping a friend.

Who?

Olivia Rönning.

- Arne's daughter. - Yes.

I've got something for you. Can we meet? Eva Carlsén

- So you still don't know who knocked you down? - No, and I don't think I ever will.

Maybe it was for my comments on youth violence, I don't know.

That's sick.

But what about you? You've really been up against it.

- Maybe I should have listened to your warning. - Yes...

Hitting Jackie Berglund wasn't very clever, was it?

No, it was very stupid.

- You wanted to show me something? - Yes, that's right.

Remember I was also threatened when looking into Jackie Berglund?

I found this today. The name of one of the men who threatened me.

- Chivas Mondo? - Perhaps it's the same man.

Thanks.

So what do you think Jackie Berglund will do now?

Oh, she won't report you.

Why not?

Jackie steers clear of the police.

She always has. Except for those she finds useful.

- Hello. - Hello, hello.

- How are you? - Well...

It's a shame not to complain when you can.

Klas Katt becomes depressed

- From Ronny? - What is this book?

Klas Katt.

Beckett as a comic-strip.

I went in to Vera.

Just after she died.

I read her a poem.

I heard she was on my spot before she was attacked.

It's not a good spot to be on.

What day do you mean?

The day you were attacked, where had you been selling?

At Medis.

I'd been to Slussen first, but Benseman was already there.

- Why do you ask? - Oh, nothing...

I just wanted to...

- It was the cops! That was no coincidence. - No.

You heard them, "Kids fighting in cages".

- How did they know? - I don't know.

Someone's been talking. But who?

- Maybe that tramp we worked over? - How did he know where to find us?

See you at 7. Usual place by the soccer ground.

- What are you doing? - Trying to wash this off.

- Have they been in touch again? - No.

- Really? - Mum, I promise.

I'll never fight again.

Great.

Hang on.

I borrowed something.

- The Walking Dead. - Yes!

- But do you watch The Walking Dead? - Yes, tonight I will, with you.

Yes?

Hi. My name is Janne Klinga.

I'm investigating the murder of Vera Larsson.

- Can I come in? - What for?

I'd like to talk to you about cage fighting.

I believe it could be linked to Vera's murder.

All right, come on in.

How the hell did you find me?

I asked around.

- Do you work under Forss? - Yes.

- Does he know you're here? - No, he doesn't.

And what does Forss think of the cage fighting?

He thinks you made it all up. I want to look into it, though.

The Youth Support Unit take it seriously. They're going to ask around.

Sit down.

The crosses show where the assaults happened.

- I'm looking for a geograpical link. - Is there one?

Not between the attacks, but four of the victims...

including Vera Larsson, had been selling magazines at Slussen.

Situation Stockholm.

The 5th one stood at Medborgarplatsen...

but had been at Slussen earlier to talk to the others.

So you think they find their victims at Slussen and then they follow them?

It's only a hypothesis. Take it or leave it.

Where the hell is he?

Maybe he's scared.

Maybe he has figured out that we know.

Know what?

That's he has talked.

We're in Mal País.

Do you know where you're going?

Pull over here.

- Hi, kids. - Hi.

- What's your name? - Leons.

- And you, sweetie? - Lucia.

Tell me, do you know this man?

- Sure. It's the Swede. - The Swede, eh?

- Do you know where he lives? - Yes, over there.

- There it is. - The Swede lives here?

Yes, but he's not at home. Who are you?

I'm his cousin.

He wants me to pick up some things he left behind.

- Do you like ice cream? - Yes.

-No? You too? - Yes.

And for you.

Ice cream!

Information comes at a price.

Is this the house you're looking for?

Yes.

What's up?

I'm a very broad-minded man, you know that.

But there are limits.

I've been with Linn for 27 years. I know every nuance in her voice.

I know when she's lying, and right now she is.

And she knows I know, which adds to her stress.

Do you know what she's covering up?

Do you think we're having an affair?

- You two? - Yes.

No. No, absolutely not.

She's lying to me too, or hiding something. I'm not sure what.

Is it to do with Nils Wendt, with his murder?

No.

It's something to do with the past.

Your serve.

Here's your bag.

So...

What are you looking for?

We're looking for some documents.

Found something?

I've run out of smokes. Are you okay on your own while I go and get some?

Yes.

Nothing in the house.

Garcia?

You're in the wrong house.

Is it yours?

Why are you here, shithead?

What the fuck are you doing here?

Cleaning.

"Cleaning"...

Wrong answer, Daddy.

I don't have a better one.

What are you waiting for, man?

What are you waiting for, stupid?

Kill the son of a bitch, now!

Shoot him in the head. What are you waiting for, stupid?

Luis!

What were these bastards doing here?

Breaking and entering.

Know who they are?

I know them well. They're both fugitives.

Your arrest.

Well done.

I'm going to walk to Santa Teresa.

Why don't I drive you there? It's a bit far to walk

I need some fresh air.

- A gin-tonic, please. Light on the tonic. - Coming ready.

- Are you here to surf? - No.

Thank you.

So where do you come from?

- Marseille. - Tough city.

For some, yeah, maybe.

Can I take a look at that picture please?

-This one? - Yes.

Thanks.

Subtitles SBS Australia 2016 typing and sync by Arcdepluie