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Hello?

Hello?

Jonas?

Feint and hit with your left.

I've always preferred tennis. It's a much more gentlemanly sport.

You take turns swinging.

Did you find anything?

- That depends. - On what?

- On what it's about. - I told you what it's about.

Well?

Phosphorus.

- There were burned remains as well. - That's what I was afraid of.

What?

We're looking for an outcomer.

There aren't any outcomers here anymore. They're too scared to come here.

That's what we want to believe.

There was a problem at the hospital.

A patient went berserk and disappeared.

So?

After he was pronounced dead.

- An outcomer? - I don't know.

- Anything to do with the murder? - I don't know.

We have to find him before...

Before what?

We have to find him.

- Hi! - Hi.

Rebecka!

Jonas!

- What did you find? - I saw your apartment.

I was attacked but I got away. Did you find the medical file?

Yes...

This isn't you, Jonas. What do you mean, attacked?

Jonas?

- Visible cerebral cortex... It's me alright. - No!

- Excuse me. I need the room. - Sorry.

I'll just wrap things up. Give me a minute.

Fine. Okay.

- How are you? - The migraines are gone.

I can see clearly, I can breathe. Something happened in here.

I have to find out what's happening to me.

I don't know.

I can see that you hit your head, but...

You may have a hemorrhage putting pressure on your brain.

That would explain your behavior. You might be imagining things.

Imagining what?

- You need to be admitted, have a CT scan. - No way.

- I can't. I have to stay hidden. - You need to be examined by a doctor.

- You do the CT scan. - I'm just a student!

You can't just help yourself and pay at the register.

Someone is trying to kill me.

Wait here.

Come on.

Hi!

You can wait in here.

I'm not crazy.

32-40, where are you? Over.

"It is as if the wind to me a message carries..."

"...of happy days to come."

"My blood is troubled, I think I'm in love."

"With who?"

- "With who?" - Stop it!

"All living things be damned..."

"...except for you, crafty witch..."

Go home and feed your cats. Shoo!

"Insects and larvae crash headlong..."

And poet Wennerbom sings his drinking song...

What do you think about this?

- What was in the middle? - A newborn baby.

An outcomer might be behind it.

- Have you seen any of them in the city? - What difference does it make?

I see...pedophiles and pleasure killers.

There's no meaning to this existence. We're all swine.

Tell me what you know.

I decline the Brotherhood's charity.

- We help each other. - Tell Gunnar that.

This is from me.

I have a patient in urgent need of a CT scan.

It has to be signed by your supervisor.

- There. - Well... He's in surgery, so...

I see. You'll just have to wait until he's done.

Okay.

Are there any times available?

Let's see...

- It's filling up. - Thanks.

- Having trouble? - Hi! What are you doing here?

I have a patient in urgent need of a CT scan and I can't get hold of my supervisor.

Can you sign off on it?

Henrik Eriksson, June 14, 1990...

It's a hockey... It's a hockey injury.

- Is it an emergency? - Yes. Maybe a hemorrhage.

Symptoms?

Paranoia, delusions.

Sounds like a dream patient.

- Can I have a look? - No, he's mine.

- What are you doing? - Wahlman's your supervisor, right?

Yes, but...

- You have reached 070... - No answer.

No. Well...?

- Please... - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Thanks. Love ya.

Off you go, Florence.

Fucking cunt! What are you doing?! No!

You're just a crossbreed. A poor, stinking slave!

What are you doing? No! You missed!

What the hell? No! I don't know anything!

Put them back. Give them to me!

Give them to me! I don't know anything! No!

Give me that!

Stop it! No! No!

Stop it!

Stop! Stop! There's a... There's a...

An outcomer?

- Who? - I don't know his name.

Where?

Where?

Fine Grain Plaster

...so I thought I'd request...

...but this position...

Yeah, that would make it much easier.

Take it easy.

- I just want to talk. Ask a few questions. - It's Eldh.

- She works for the Brotherhood. - Eldh?

That's a joke. She can't do anything.

Yes, she can. She can charge up.

Stop her!

Shit!

- No, no, no! - Eldh!

Are you done playing?

Who do you think we're looking for?

I mean, what's the motive for attacking a newborn?

- Well... - Is it a one-time thing?

Will it happen again?

It's pretty safe to say the answer's not in the newspaper.

I want you to contact me as soon as you have something.

Do nothing without checking with me first.

- Yes, sir. - Good.

- Hi. - Hi.

- What did Abrahamsson say? - The usual.

- We got a hit. Fingerprints on a knife. - From the scene?

Nearby. They found it in the hallway. They missed it the first time.

Jonas Hellemyr, 26. Troubled childhood, different foster homes.

Convicted of unlawful driving and resisting arrest when he was 17.

- Are you going out? - Are you going home?

- Do we have an address? - What's the meaning of life?

What?

Yes...

Wait!

Sorry, sorry! I didn't know if it was you.

I did it.

I booked a time in...

...20 minutes.

Put this on in the meantime.

How do you feel?

Hungry.

What?

I just had a flashback.

When we were 15 and cut class.

Sat in the basement in the dark and talked until your migraine went away.

Talked? You were studying.

- It's not cutting class if you're studying. - You should be glad I did.

I wanted to be with you.And become a doctor.

And here I am again...

Thank you.

You were the only one I could...

I know.

- That's what you wanted. - No.

I couldn't handle everyone feeling sorry for me.

- Feeling sorry for and liking aren't the same. - I don't mean you.

- I mean everyone else - teachers, doctors, social workers.

You have a new personal ID number. Here.

Has it gotten bigger?

It is bigger.

Or you're just imagining it...

Police!

Check this out.

I'll bet you it's phosphorus. Same as the crime scene.

- Look at all the blood. - Oh...

- He's hurt. - Should I notify the hospitals?

Yeah. Put out an APB as well. I'll call Abrahamsson.

I'm allergic. You catch it.

- Hello? - I think we've got him.

Jonas Hellemyr, 26.

We found his prints on a knife from the crime scene.

We conducted a search and secured some evidence for the crime lab.

I think we've got our man. We should put out a nationwide alert.

- Nationwide alert? - No.

Send me everything you have and I'll see what I can do.

Okay. Understood.-Good job.

I have a name...

Did you charge again?

- It wasn't one outcomer. - No?

It was four.

Let me come down in peace, please.

You have work to do.

It wasn't them.

- What were they doing in the city? - The usual. But they don't take kids.

- I believe them, for what it's worth. - It's not worth a damn thing.

It doesn't matter.

We found him.

Hellemyr. 26. Orphan.

No taxable income.

Seems to have stayed clear of society.

Until now.

I think we're dealing with a will-o'-the-wisp.

You know what it's like to awaken.

Anyway...

These are troubled times for the Brotherhood.

If there's a will-o'-the-wisp out there...

You have to catch him before the police do.

So, drink up. Or recharge if you must. Just do your job.

Clothes from lost and found.

- What did they say? - Have you had surgery for a head injury?

There was no sign of a hemorrhage. The skull is basically intact.

I've never seen a head wound heal so fast.

There's some old scar tissue.

Do you see these small lines?

They're metal.

They seem to be the remains of some kind of...implant.

- Implant? - Yes.

Whatever it was, it's gone.

Jonas, I've done what I can. I'm way out of my...

You need to admit yourself.

Can I see the medical file? Can I see it, please?

Can I look at the medical file?

"Cerebral cortex is visible. Bone splinters, gravel, unknown fragments removed..."

- This isn't you, Jonas. - Can you take me to the OR?

- The implant may be there. - It doesn't work like that.

Medical waste is taken for sorting before being destroyed.

- Where? - Please, Jonas. You need help.

I need your help, Rebecka.

...play all weekend...

Wait a second. - Hello?

Can I help you?

Sofia Brenner. Detective, Southside.

- I have some things for Schiller. - He's not here.

I know. I just talked to him. Where's his desk?

- Take the first right. - Thanks.

Where was I...?

It should be in one of these bags. You check, I'll keep a lookout.

Be careful. There could be anything in those.

- Is Schiller back? - No...

A tip just came in.

- They're executing a search warrant. Why? - A tip about a Jonas Hellemyr.

He was seen at East Hospital.

- That's their case, right? - I don't know.

Call dispatch.

What's the number in the medical file?

- R-174... - ...85.

It's this one.

My jacket from the construction site.

Careful.

What on earth is this?

I've never seen anything like it.

There's some kind of writing.

We need a microscope.

Police! Hands on your head!

- Police! - Hands on your head! Down on your knees!

Down on your knees! Down!

- Down on your knees! - On your knees!

- On your knees! - We didn't do anything!

- ...over. - Sector 10...

Rebecka...

- Rebecka, run! - No!

Stop!

Stop!

Jonas!

Come on!

Run! Run!

- Run! - No!

Jonas!

Jonas. Wait! Wait!