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Intercept him on the upper part of Blåbärsbacken hill.

Back out of here! Fast as hell!

What was that?

Amphetamines again. Four bags.

-And you still don't have any clues? -It seems to come from here in town.

-Nothing missing in the medicine cabinets? -No, I can't imagine there is.

But we'll check if you want, of course.

I think it's someone here in town manufacturing it.

If we get the slightest hint, we'll take that bastard.

Let's see, hydrocarbon...

-How much do we have? -About 100 grams.

-Can we afford that? -Don't worry.

Chemistry is probably the best and most fun class you have, right?

-It's great. -It seems like it.

Seven As and nine Bs.

That has to be a new European record. And you too - you might actually make it!

This is incredible.

-Conny. There's a party tonight. -Yes, I know.

-Do you have the stuff? -What stuff?

-The fireworks! -No! I forgot all about it.

-Damn it, Conny! -Hey...

Hello? Can we come in?

One moment!

-Hush. Stop now. -Can we come in?

Sorry to disturb you in the middle of class.

But we have Hans Ekelund here visiting from the school board.

This is about the vandalism in the city's schools

which we all find terribly disturbing.

Can't we promise each other to stop nonsense like

graffiti in the toilet stalls, smashed lamps, and...

...broken windows.

THE PURPLE BROTHERHOOD

So surrounded by these Purple Brothers, who are the pillars of our society

in this, our Purple Brotherhood temple, you are hereby inaugurated

in the Purple Brotherhood so that you will constantly strive

to follow the paths of truth and justice in your social work.

You should also carry with you the realization that we Purple Brothers

support each other and give each other strength and help

on the path of life that we Purple Brothers walk.

Hello there! Well, you hear that drug story...

We at the magazine think it's getting to be a little too embarrassing for you.

Unless you get them.

Everything is under control. I have appointed an inquiry.

No, seriously...

We got a hot tip today. We'll have him at any moment.

-Him? Who is it? -You can read that in the newspaper.

Oh, you!

Freeze!

Down on the floor!

What the hell is this about?

Five years... at least.

Hjelm!

You have a new arrival.

I tried, but I couldn't do anything.

This is Conny Rundqvist. You can show him how it all works, right?

-Rundqvist? -Yup.

Gränges.

Are you going to show him how it works?

How it works...?

Hi!

Mr. Jackoff!

No major damage incurred. It's just a pure formality.

You relax. I will apply for a new trial. I'll probably come up with something.

-Look what they write! Drug teacher. -You know how the newspapers are.

You still have to agree that the evidence is very powerful.

Amphetamines throughout the apartment, addresses to dealers, acetone...

-Acetone? I'm doing... -The authorities always take their time.

But it will probably be fine. You're not suffering in here.

There are a lot of activities here, so you might even make some friends.

Some new friends.

Apples are healthy, Jackoff!

-Shut up out there! -Come on, Jackoff. Show your stuff.

-I said, shut up! -No, I don't have time right now.

-Fucking chicken! -I'll kill you, you bastard!

Do you like it, Jackoff? Do you like it?

Rundqvist! Rundqvist...?

What am I-- what am I doing?

Watch this now, maybe you'll learn something.

-Has anyone seen Rundqvist? -Idiot.

Fucking shit!

Hello?

Rundqvist!

Rundqvist?

Rundqvist?

-Rundqvist? -Yes.

Aha.

-Well, regarding your application... -Yes?

It wasn't approved, you know.

Nope. No new trial.

Rejected!

-Why don't you calm down? -Me? Calm down?

These are almost the same ingredients.

Acetone is also used in fertilizers, which is what I am working on!

Conny... wouldn't it be easier to admit everything?

-Then we can apply for leniency. -You're not listening.

A person or maybe several people have been aware of basically what I am doing

and framed me to move suspicion away from themselves.

-It's obvious! -Stop it, Rundqvist. Stop!

You're not in L.A., nor in a TV detective show.

-This is so ridiculous! -He's taking the fall for someone else.

-That doesn't happen. -Yes, it certainly can.

It can happen exactly like that.

-What the hell was wrong with him? -He says he's innocent.

Who the hell isn't?

-Ouch, damn it! -Are you going to scald us, you bastard?

-What the hell? -I didn't mean it.

This is not true. I'm not here. I can't be.

This isn't true, so I'm not here. And if I'm here, it isn't me.

Stand up.

I said, stand up!

-You're going to die now, fucker! -Damn it! Are you crazy?

If you stop, I can tell you how to get out of here!

-Fucking bullshit! -There's an exit in the drying cabinet.

-It goes all the way out. -How the hell did he find that out?

Let go! It's true, I swear! There's a way out. Through the drying cabinet!

-What do we do now? -I said he shouldn't be left alone.

-I thought you'd be happy! -If we kill him, how do we dump the body?

-He'll talk, of course! -What do we do with him?

-Drown him in the washbasin? -No, damn it. I know.

-We take him in as a slave. -What the hell are you talking about?

We've said it before, we need another.

-And this one's free. -Pege, what do you mean?

Do you understand how damned useful this tunnel has been?

-The tunnel... -Everyone thinks we're inside.

-Well, aren't we? -Are you dumb?

We run in and out as we please. It is the world's best alley bee.

-Alibi. -Right. As long as no one recognizes us.

Put this on.

-At least try to look a little normal. -Can I see another brand?

-Hello. I want to see a watch. -One of these, perhaps?

No, but over in the far corner, there's something.

-Should it be a special brand? -Yes, if you would. It's for my wife.

That one, Jackoff.

-But, Hjördis... -Damn, Jackoff.

You look like Princess Christina.

Come on now. Take it.

Come on. Hurry up.

-Oops. Maybe one of these? -No, a bit too expensive. Thank you.

You can't just take things like that! Thanks for letting us borrow it.

Good, Jackoff. You did very well. The first time is always the worst.

You're going to be a pro. Now, let's see what else we need.

-What are we going to do with all this? -Nothing is left to chance here.

A job like this takes a hell of a lot of planning. Timing! Do you understand?

-Hjelm does a good job with that. -Hjelm? I am involved, too!

Take the lamp heist or the calves! I was the one who called.

See that black roof over there with the chimneys?

Do you see that smoke? You know what that smoke is?

Ten million a day!

The mint could give me some instead of burning the money!

And what's so damned smart is that it's money that can't be traced.

The banks send old banknotes there without noting the numbers.

Come on, Jackoff. This is a fun ride.

-So the money truck comes... -No, no. They stop there!

They're there, and then you say in the walkie-talkie when the truck is coming.

As it approaches the roadwork, the guys are there, putting a tent around it.

-Yes, the tent. Yes. -What the hell, Jackoff?

If you're dealing with tear gas and guns, you don't want to be seen. Get it?

Be seen!

Open it, will you? We put the stuff in the booth like we usually do.

-You took care of this nicely, Jackoff. -Nice to be home again.

This one was easy. It gets harder tonight.

How are you doing, Jackoff?

Jackoff, carry these to the car!

-Damn, Jackoff! -Will you hurry up, damn it?

What's the matter?

I'm not as dumb as those other idiots.

If the cops show up, it won't be hard to figure out who squealed.

Give me just one little reason, just one, and I'll cut out your tongue!

Cut it out!

Okay, you bastards. Sternberg called from Stockholm today.

It's getting urgent. The mint is about to move the entire facility to Västerås.

-Oh, that's just great! -So where is it located now?

Shut up!

They were going to move last month, but there was some problem.

So fuck knows when they're closing.

Best to take that fucker tomorrow if it's so damned urgent.

No, we can't afford to take chances.

We do this on Thursday.

Tomorrow we time everything.

We tail the truck here with the Volvo, so we're sure they take this route.

Norinder and Gränges watch here.

Jackoff stands here with a watch to get the exact time.

-He should be able to handle that. -I don't know about that.

Oh, I can tell time. For instance, right now, it's five of.

Watch out for the vehicle! Watch out!

-How are you? -Are you injured?

Should we call the doctor?

What the hell?

-Is it broken? -It was him.

-Are you certain you're not injured? -Hey!

You there! Stay until the police arrive. Wait!

What the hell? You have to stay until the police arrive!

Wait! Don't run!

Hey, wait!

Stop, you bastard!

Stop!

Stop, you could fall!

It's dangerous!

Stop, will you? Stop!

Hey? Can't you hear what I'm saying?

Are you sure you don't know your name?

-How is he? -I don't know.

-Doesn't know his name, and no I.D. -No fractures?

-Hello. -Mov. Movoff.

I am Chief Physician Sörmark.

-Mogm. -Can you come to room four?

-Yes, my young man-- -Mayungma!

-We're admitting him for observation. -Mayungma!

Could you note this?

Aato, roto! Masenhira!

You've been hit hard and are in shock.

We'll give you a sedative shot.

No, that's not necessary. No needles!

No, I can't handle needles! I'm well. I hardly ever get sick.

-Calm down, it's not that bad. -No, I'm fine!

-I work in the laundry, I need to go home! -Of course.

Ouch! Damn it.

-What the hell are you doing? -Just a little rest.

-What was the time? -Time?

-The time! -Right...

Six hours, seven minutes...

No, I'm just kidding. I guess it was about four minutes.

What do you mean, "about"? What was the exact time?

Three minutes, 57.4 seconds... beep!

I hope that's true tomorrow, because that's when it matters!

-You keep track, huh? Two minutes left. -No problem.

That might work. I have to stop this.

Fire Department.

Come as fast as you can! Fuck.

That's too soon!

Come on...

Hjelm. Hjelm, they're here now!

Hurry up!

Baby...

-Help! What are you doing? -Helping you across the street.

No. I don't want to cross the street!

Oh, you do! Wait, not that fast.

-Remember that you are tremendously old. -What is going on?

-They're going the wrong way. -Is something on fire?

No, that's the wrong way! Wrong way!

That's what I've been telling you. I'm going to the 7-Eleven!

Yes, yes. They're on the way now. Right now! I think, right now!

Damn it!

What the hell was that?

They're going to collide, damn it.

Holy shit!

-Drive, damn it! -This is great! How much did we get?

-We can't keep meeting like this. -No, I agree.

There you go. By the way, I'm Susanne.

-What's your name? -Rutger Jönåker.

-What? -Rutger Jönåker.

Rutger Jönåker. What an unusual name. It sounds almost made-up.

Well, it is.

-Does that sound strange? -No, it sounds pretty cute, actually.

My grandfather was from there. He got it from the E4 motorway.

-From the E4? -The town of Jönåker is on the E4.

This is far too much of an imposition. Besides--

Hey, sit down. We didn't get a chance to talk last time, you know.

-Yes, I know. -Why did you up and run away?

-I'm having a really hard time right now. -What do you do for a living?

I travel. I'm traveling in the computer industry.

-Which company? -Nordisk Data... is the name.

Ah. That's an exciting industry, isn't it?

Oh, yes, you bet. Kilobytes. Microchips...

Newton pound, megawatts... There's a lot to it.

What do you think of it?

Well, it is very finished.

It doesn't leave much to the imagination, so it's not very exciting. To me.

The person who painted it probably doesn't feel that way.

Sorry, I couldn't have known. It's well done, but I want to feel more than--

-It's okay. I only paint for fun. -What are you doing?

I took all of spring and summer off just to be able to paint.

That's sacrificing everything for art, isn't it?

-It would be nice to meet again. -I think so too, actually.

Hey, why don't you come here one evening, and I'll paint you?

-Well, you can let me do that, right? -No.

No, that does not work. I'm not a model, you know.

And I travel so much, all the time, as you know.

Don't be silly. I've decided that you're coming here tomorrow evening.

And I will make some dinner. Okay?

Well, I guess...

But, you know, I'm stuck in... well...

It's awkward and I don't have much time right now.

Oh, really?

Susanne, I have to tell you something.

What?

-Nothing. Nothing. Everything's fine. -Good.

-Would you like a ride somewhere? -No, thanks. No problem.

-Where the hell did you go? -I was just being careful.

-Very careful. -Yeah, it sure looks like that.

-I just ran into something in the chaos. -You can't just be running around town!

What the hell was it I said? We should have drowned that bastard!

Yes...

-How did it go? Where's the money? -There wasn't any.

-No? Why not? -Shit happened.

The fucking truck overturned and crashed into something.

Such a mess. You should have seen it.

-Oh, wow. -Never mind. You're not in on the split.

Cut it out. We have to come up with something by Monday.

If you're very nice, you can come and wipe our asses!

Wipe our asses. That was a great line.

Speaking of which, when we're out running around like this,

who's actually doing the laundry?

Sit properly. Straighten up!

You know, I've shown some of my paintings to people at work.

They've all thought it was pretty good, actually.

-Really, I just want to paint. -I think that's the right idea.

But I don't have a rich aunt who intends to die.

So I have to keep catching bad guys, I guess.

No, you should keep painting.

There. That's enough as a basis.

I'm hoping to have an exhibition at the library next week.

-It would be nice to include this. -No, you can't rush this kind of thing!

Does this one leave anything to the imagination?

Susanne, this is amazing!

Hey, boys, it's time to get going.

Welcome to the cages. It's this way as usual.

I just talked to Sternberg, and it's time again.

This time, we steal the truck before it enters town.

-We divide into two forces. -Who will be in which force?

Shut up!

The main force waits here on the side road

and as soon as the armored car shows up, the Volvo will follow it.

The second force is waiting here at the barn.

So, is that Jackoff and me?

The Volvo makes the truck veer into the barn.

-You blow the back doors, Gränges. -Okay.

And then, absolutely nothing can go wrong!

-What the fuck was that? -Shut up!

What the fuck was that?

-Where are you going? -Nowhere, just looking around.

-But they are coming soon! -I know that! I'm the timekeeper.

Stand still right there! Damn it.

Come on, now. Burn! Burn!

-Yes, that's good. -Jackoff!

-Damn, they're taking their time. -They should have been here by now.

Put this on and stand still. Stay where you are.

-Look. This is serious now. -Yes, I know.

-Be cool, damn it! -I'm cool.

-What a bang! Is it New Year's Eve? -Shut up!

-Look! Look! -Oh, look! Soldiers!

It's like a cowboy movie. This is so cool!

-Drive, damn it! -Shut up!

Hey! Hello! Hey!

Stop, will you? Damn it! Stop!

Hjelm is so fucking nervous. Stop!

-I never thought it would that big a... -No.

I can't take it anymore.

-Fucking hell! A whole damned army! -What the hell is going on here?

Aren't we using blanks today?

Run! Damn it!

Fucking incompetent soldiers! Why are they on maneuvers today?

I could have fucking died. Ow, shit!

Fucking lucky I wasn't in the barn.

-Yes, indeed! -What?

I mean, it was fucking lucky. Right?

Hey, wait. It will be fine.

-What are you staring at? Get in! -We can't just--

Get in, damn it!

Take it easy!

-What the hell are you looking for? -Papers. There must be papers for the car.

Do you want to buy it?

I want to know the owner of vehicle license CAW 055.

It's a black Mercedes.

What was that? Alf Brinke.

Okay. And what's his address?

What do you mean, you can't tell me?

Why not? Don't you usually do that?

I see. Right.

Thanks a lot. Thanks for your help. Very kind.

Oh. Government authorities - hopeless.

I just have one short call left.

A short-- Mom.

Hi, it's me. How are you?

I'm in Norrland.

At the train station hotel in Umeå.

Yes, it's a lively bunch, no doubt.

Unfortunately not before next week. Next week at the earliest.

No, I'm having a little trouble right now.

I have to hang up. I'm going out to the woods.

I promised a friend who has a little cottage out there to come have a look...

and see how he's doing.

Keep your eyes on the road.

ALF BRINKE MEDICAL LABORATORY

Good, there you are. I called from the car, but couldn't reach you.

Found in an alley in town. I guess some national guardsmen wanted a drink.

No, nothing was touched.

Yes. Of course. Okay. I'll see you there.

What the hell?

Damn it!

Damned bicycle!

In the event of an air attack...

Good morning, comrades.

Yes, well... look at the time!

What the hell was I supposed to do? A whole damned army shooting live rounds!

Listen, I was this close to dying.

It's that fucking Jackoff who keeps attracting trouble. He has to go!

Don't blame him! He did what he was supposed to.

-But you just left! -Shut up. We were unlucky.

I see. Unlucky. What a damned shame.

Right now we need to shape up.

Sternberg thinks there will only be one more transport.

So we have to speed it up. I'm not going to miss this opportunity.

Well said. Do you have a new smart idea?

Shut up! This time we go straight in.

-In the mint itself? -You're a genius, Gränges.

-Where the hell is Jackoff? -Where do you think? Washing, of course.

Oh, so you're visiting again?

That was wise. With such injuries, you need to calm down and lie still.

-No, but I feel much better now. -You need to be admitted right away.

Hold it a moment. False alarm!

Can we talk privately?

So, what did you want to talk about?

Detective Rutger Jönåker from Narcotics Division. Hello.

Hello.

I'm sure you're aware of the huge narcotics problem in the city?

-Of course. -It's a big operation.

I've been recruited from Stockholm to try to sort this out.

The worst thing is, between us, is that the suspects are quite high up.

Even in the police force.

I see, and where do we enter into that?

Some signs suggest that a person in the lab next door may be involved.

Who?

Brinke? No, I can't imagine that.

I don't do drastic things like this for no reason, as you can imagine.

Right. If there's something you want me to do, then...

No... Yes! Actually, can you do me a favor?

-Just keep this very quiet for now. -Of course.

Okay, then. And as I said, all this is between us.

-Yes, of course. -Thank you.

Damn, Jackoff, you need to perk up. You can't hang out here all day.

Join me to do some shopping.

Hjelm needs some special stuff.

Stop, don't say anything. He needs a new...watch.

No, that was last time.

Damn it! Yes, come in.

Well, Brinke...

There are a few things I need to ask you about.

Can't it wait a bit?

Right... A song...

There was a chicken named Gullefjun

Who wanted to go outside for a walk

The grass shone and Everything was very green

And all the children were there too

-And little Gullefjun... -What the fuck is all this? Damn it!

What the hell is this? "White Balance"?

It says "overload" in here.

-Pege, there's another verse. -I can't get a fucking picture.

-Fucking crap camera! -Get it together, damn it!

-Jackoff! Take a look at that. -Pege, should I sing that one?

Let's have a look...

First of all, this one is important. It has to be set to "normal" to work.

And then... it has to be like this...

And then focus here. It's working now.

-Do it yourself if you're that good. -Stop! Come here and check.

It says something here... "Overload"?

-Come on, are we doing another verse? -You are so stupid!

This is the mint. All the armored cars unload here.

-Where? -On the loading dock.

From the roof on the other side of the street, you have a good view of the yard.

You can get up there and film. The guards do rounds every hour.

We have to know exactly where they are at.

-That looks... a little high up. -Yes. Two meters.

-Do you have vertigo or something? -No, not exactly, but I--

If you come back and you've fallen off, we will kill you right away.

-This is Myrén. Who? -Erik, can you handle this?

Erik, someone is looking for a Detective Rutger Jönåker.

-We don't have anyone by that name, right? -Detective Rutger Jönåker?

-Are you sure? -Yes, that's what he said.

-Take it. -Yes, this is Jönåker.

Yes. Yes, we are interested.

-What's your name? - He hung up. -What was it about?

He said he had important information and wanted to meet with Jönåker.

-Where? And when? -Right now at some junkyard.

Which one?

Rutger Jönåker, what the hell are you up to?

THE ROYAL MINT

The Merc!

No hamburgers on the way.

Brinke!

Hello, Boris.

Help me! Stop! Help!

Maybe the car theft and the hunting lodge break-in are related.

I don't give a shit about that!

All I know is we have to move everything as fast as possible to a safer spot.

We can't take any more risks!

And how dare you drag around that damned giant baby?

What do you mean? He's a prime specimen.

It's dangerous for that guy to be snooping around the hospital.

-Why would he suspect you? -Well, as far as that cop goes...

I can tell you, gentlemen, that problem was just solved in the Vallsta crusher.

What do you mean by that?

You said it yourself. We can't afford risks. Didn't you say that?

Yes, maybe I did.

-What the hell? -You! You bastard!

-What's going on? -Stop, damn it!

Wait!

We'll get him from the other side.

How the hell did he get in here? It's that fucking cop!

What do you mean, "cop"? It was that fucking teacher that we put inside!

The tape!

That's crazy. It's your fault. It was your fucking idea to drag him into it.

Thanks.

-Hey, can I borrow your phone? -Sure.

Thanks.

No, it was my own car. I wasn't exactly on duty.

No, it's been turned into scrap. It was just insane.

But... Yes, of course I'm coming in, but I have to bandage my leg first.

Don't say "calm down," I am calm! But I could have died in that fucking crusher.

Bye. Thanks for the ride.

Yes, hello? Alf! What is the matter?

Susanne!

Rutger Jönåker... What the hell are you up to?

-Are you hurt? -No, I had fun at the Vallsta crusher.

Were you at the junkyard?

And now I want to know who Detective Rutger Jönåker really is.

I can probably explain it later, but now there's a lot of trouble.

-But now I'm going back. -Back where? Who are you really?

Why is there seagull crap on your hat? Also, Nordisk Data does not exist.

And there is no Rutger Jönåker in all of Sweden

and since we met, two of my cars have been junked.

Oh, my. Take this, watch it, and you'll get it.

I swear by all that is holy.

-I'm so tired of everyone lying! -Watch it. I have to get going.

-Just go! I don't want to hear any more! -Just watch it!

I won't listen! I can't hear a thing now.

-Hey. I'll take that now. -What?

The tape. I'll take it.

-Why would I give it to you? -It's a little hard to explain, but...

What's the matter? What happened to Susanne?

I don't know. She argued with someone in the stairwell.

-I'm her brother. -I see. This doesn't look good.

She has to go to the hospital. I'll call an ambulance.

Wait! That'll just take time.

I'll drive her myself.

I was eating a burger when some guys came in a car and stole the camera.

-What the fuck? -Where the hell is the camera?

-Where's the camera? -Sorry, I lost it.

-This janitor-- -What fucking janitor?

-Just a regular janitor. -What fucking janitor?

-He had this big dog. -On the roof?

-Yes, I slipped and almost died. -Too bad that you didn't.

Too bad you don't have the tape. We're screwed unless we do some thinking.

We're going tonight, got that?

-Not tonight? -Yes, we will! Sternberg called.

-He does call a lot. -Shut up!

The final transport is this afternoon, so we take the mint at ten tonight

and nothing will go wrong!

-It's going so damned well, Hjelm! -Shut up!

-How's the equipment? -Great.

We have to plan. The guards will be a huge problem.

-Do we have enough guns and ammo? -Yes, and yes.

-And check it now. Is the box ready? -Yeah, sure.

-And what the hell is wrong with you? -I'm kind of sick.

-I probably need to rest a bit. -Pege's bringing clothes in half an hour.

You'll be here then, and in perfect shape, damn it!

Sure.

Hey. Are you looking for Susanne?

-Yes, but she doesn't seem to be home. -She had an accident on the stairs.

-Here? -Luckily, her brother was here.

He took her to the hospital.

I helped her into the car.

What kind of car?

As expected, everything is emptied out.

Well, shit! But we have no choice. We do not know how much he told her.

-What are you going to give her? -Triamyl nitrate. 400 milligrams.

Yes, that should do the job.

You bet, Bergquist, I'll handle that! I'm used to it!

But it's your turn to buy coffee cake! No muffins, thank you.

Here's your order of fresh air. Please move out of the way.

Down in the corner here. Thank you!

-Thank you, thank you! Here we go! -Take it easy!

-What are you doing? -I don't feel well...

Brinke, do something!

Stop it, will you?

-No, that's enough! -Be careful.

Do something!

Are you all crazy?

-It's that bastard again, Jönåker! -No. It's Rundqvist.

Rutger? What the hell are you doing? Can't you stop for one second?

We're adults, we can talk this out.

Stop it, Rutger!

Stand still, you're not well! You're sick, try to understand.

Can you help me? My head hurts.

Here we go...

That's enough. Please, calm down.

What are you doing? Now help me!

Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to do that!

Right, maybe you could get started on cleaning up in here.

Is it ready? Aren't you coming this way?

-If you like... with the chipboard. -Alf, is everything okay?

-Where is Sörmark? -It's lit all the time.

What the hell is going on here?

Take it off!

What's going on?

-Hold on! -To what?

-I would come with you... -But things are a bit of a mess right now?

Exactly. Watch the tape, and you will understand. I will call you later.

-Wait! Aren't you going to release me? -Not when you're that pissed off.

You're fucking crazy! I'm going to make sure you go to jail!

I just saved you from getting murdered.

If I hadn't met you, I would have been saved from a lot of things!

If we had not met, you would have been crushed by a truck. Goodbye.

Help!

Damn it! Are you finished?

-I'm trying! -Hurry!

There was a chicken named Gullefjun

Who wanted to go outside for a walk

The grass shone and Everything was very green

And all the children were there too

Oh, little Gullefjun With your wings...

Larsson. Yes, one moment. Susanne, it's for you.

Hello? Yes. Hi.

-Have you all watched it yet? -Yes. If this is some joke...

-What? -If you have a perverse need to--

-No, that has to be the wrong-- -Some children's song.

Carefully.

-Brinke. -I'm in pain.

No, no! No!

What is he doing? Idiots!

I should tuck my hair up under my hat. But then the hat would fall off.

Well, I'm here now. A little late, but better late than--

-That's enough of your bullshit. -Stop, damn it!

Go do what you're supposed to instead! Jackoff, come here!

I don't know what you're up to, but you didn't get the guard schedule

so make sure nothing happens.

Even the smallest of screwups means that it's over for you. Do you understand?

All clear, alarm is off. But something's shady. Just one guy here.

There should be more. Maybe they have a laser. Over.

-Remove that crap! -Stop it, it's expensive.

-How's it going? -Fine, but it's the wrong equipment.

-Don't say that. -So what should I say?

Hope this works.

How's it going? Damn, it's late!

Don't be so fucking nervous. Stay on the ladder and keep watch.

-What the hell was that? -Just something blown over by the wind.

Go keep guard, I said! Go!

Damn it! Out of the way! I'm done with this!

This is all going to hell! Can't you tell that there's something wrong?

Calm down! You're hysterical!

We just finished. It's going perfectly.

-Do we blow it open or not? -Begin!

Then get out of here.

Damn it.

What the hell was that?

-I told you! This is all going to hell! -Come on, guys.

How the hell can they suddenly have so many guards?

Shut up!

No, stop! Stop! I'm supposed to go with you!

Oh, shit!

-What just happened? -Don't you get it? The jig is up.

-Then we have to get the money, right? -What do you think we're doing?

-Hurry up. -We have to calm down.

-But we're in a hurry, you know! -Oh, no. Not again.

Brinke...

-But no violence, you hear me? -Oh, shut up.

Hey? It would be good of you to come out so we can talk about this.

We'll take the safe for now.

Go that way, I'll go this way.

Forty-seven, nine, six...

-What's the matter? -This is strange.

Forty-seven, nine...

-Six... -What was that?

-And then... -Is it really that damned complicated?

Now where was I?

What are you doing? We can barely see.

Glenn?

It's stuck. There we go.

Didn't you hear me, Brinke? We need more light!

You little bastard!

Damn it!

Damn it!

You bastard! I'm going to get you, you weasel!

-I'm going to get you, you hear me? -He locked us in!

Damn it!

-Open up. Open it, I said! -It's not working!

-Open up! -It's not working!

You are so silly.

I can't explain right now, but you'll have to trust me.

Yes. Hey, listen, I have to go now.

THE MEN IN THE VIDEO ARE LOCKED UP IN THE ATTIC OF OLOFSGATAN STREET 12

Conny?

Conny...

We're at Köpmannagatan Street 4.

We're coming in with the four you wanted, and a bag with four million. Over.

Name and badge number? I'm going to report you.

This is police brutality! Just like in Russia!

TEACHER CLEARED IN JUSTICE SCANDAL

HEAD DOCTOR - DRUG KING

EXONERATED!

Welcome and congratulations!

Well, we got you out in the end. What was it I said?

"Conny, the evidence is very strong.

Wouldn't it be easier to confess?"

-Something like that, wasn't it? -Conny...

Here we go, boys. Bergqvist called from Stockholm...

-But Sternberg usually calls. -Bergqvist! There's a new thing on.

This new guy, Brinke, will handle the gas.

-What gas? -Poison gas!

-He's a damned psychopath! -Shut up!

This time, we've thought of everything. And nothing will go wrong!

What a mess!

What an incredible mess!

-Is that the whole story? -Isn't that enough?

-You haven't mentioned your actual crime. -What do you mean?

Speeding. Doing 110 in a 70 zone is pretty serious.

-I didn't even know you had a car. -Oh, didn't I tell you? I had--

No, and apparently no one has told you

about the construction they started while you were inside.

You know, when you had been here with the tape, I got rather curious.

Luckily, I had a cop car here since I don't have my own car any longer.

But, I'm thinking about...

buying a new car!

Susanne, I have an idea.

Sometimes you have really good ideas.

You know, I've spent a long time dreaming about doing this with you.

-Know what I'm happiest about? Almost. -No.

-That I don't have to call you Rutger. -Is there something wrong with Rutger?

No, but do you know what's so good about Conny?

See, like this... Conny.

Rutger.

-Conny. -Rutger.

-Conny. -Rutger.

-It's stuck, damn it! -No, no.

-Try harder. -I can't move it at all!

-It's stuck. I'm telling you. -Try harder, I said!

-You're insane, Conny! -Who said you have to be sane?

-Look at that. He was innocent! -Who isn't?

Shut up!