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Ehrencrantz.

Lilja.

Kron.

Wrede.

I've taken care of it.

Hellemyr is dead.

Ek.

Eat, Jonas.

Jonas!

I'm just sitting here, watching him.

I don't get why I need to stay here.

I don't get why I don't get to join you. Why won't you let me join you?

I'm talking to you! Are we running a hotel now?

Do you expect me to iron his shirts and shine his damn shoes?

Put the morning paper on his bed or a piece of chocolate?

- Would that make you happy? - Just ask Leander, okay?

He won't wake up for weeks, if ever. Why the hell should I babysit him...?

Because I say so.

I thought we'd done our bit. The hag can take over now.

You stay here and watch him.

Just say that he bled out. Problem solved!

Don't wait up!

For fuck's sake. This is bullshit!

Bye-bye!

Moron!

Fucking hell!

Is it really that hard to pick up after yourself?

And why is all this money just lying around?

Fucking moron. Swedish moron!

Fuck!

What the hell are you doing up?

I have to go. I need to go.

No, you need to go back to bed. You hear me?

Stay there.

You won't get past me. Go back to bed! You hear me?

I said, stay there!

And where are you going? To Rebecka?

Rebecka, Rebecka, Rebecka! I had to listen to that all night.

You know what? Forget it. She's with the cops.

- How the hell do you know that? - Go back to bed, for fuck's sake!

Stay there. Stay there!

Ermin Stepic.

Married to Malin. Two small children.

Simon Grahn. No kids. He won't be having any, either.

Amanda Vidlund. Has a big mouth, but she's funny.

They weren't just our colleagues.

They were our friends.

Jonas Hellemyr. Our prime suspect.

Your friend.

If he's innocent, he has nothing to be afraid of.

But I think he is afraid. And that can be dangerous.

The best thing you can do is help us. That's how you help him.

I don't know where he is.

Okay!

How long do I have to stay here?

That's totally up to you.

This is Rebecka. Leave a message after the beep or text me.

It's a long walk to the police station.

All the way across town.

Come on.

You're stuck with me.

Get in the car.

They're Testing the Police's New Weapon

Prime Suspect at Large

The shots must have come from the opposite building,

but the canvas didn't turn up anything. Probably an automatic.

Killed the resident, Magnus Valls. Retired professor.

But he wasn't alone in the room.

- What? - This was lying next to him.

Jonas Hellemyr.

I found his prints...

- ...on the door handle over there. - You mean he survived?

- I don't know. - But he fled the scene?

I found some blood here. It could be his.

The trail leads out to the street and ends there.

But this is interesting.

At least three people.

- So he had help? - I don't know.

If he's the victim, he could be innocent. Just like his girlfriend says.

Or he was in on the attack.

We need to talk to her again.

- Thanks for calling us. - Yeah, about that...

Maybe you don't have to tell Abrahamsson that I was the one who called.

- Why not? - She was here an hour ago.

She told me not to call you. She said the cases weren't connected.

What the hell is she up to?

Does she want to crack this herself?

Check with the hospitals, every gunshot wound within the last 24 hours.

Break-ins in the area. Cellars. Cars. Allotments.

- In case he's holed up somewhere. - But no APB this time.

- You still have a contact at the news desk? - No...

Give them his picture and his name. But don't mention the cop killings.

- She'll know right away that it was us. - Are you a cop or not?

- Yeah, but Abrahamsson said... - Forget what Abrahamsson said.

We need to find him before anything else happens.

- Excuse me. - We have a few questions...

Have you made any arrests?

This is the police, Rebecka Kjellberg's telephone. Who's calling?

Hello?

Who's the "hag"?

I heard you talking about the "hag." That she was taking over.

You'll have to ask Leander.

- And who's Leander? - Someone who doesn't like questions.

Who are you?

And why did you help me?

Now that's a good question.

I really don't know. Except that someone wants you dead.

Who?

Who wants me dead?

Hold on a second.

- Yes? - Hey, it's me.

A picture has been leaked to the press.

Make it disappear.

- He's been linked to yesterday's shooting. - That's your problem. Fix it.

Drive.

Leave me alone!

Maria Savin, née Ek. What do you know about her?

Cunt.

- I prefer it when you quote Fröding. - You're not worthy of him.

Maybe not.

Well?

I'm tired of you and The Communion.

I don't work for them anymore.

Fuck it.

Hey, wait!

What's your interest in the Eks?

Do you know who she is?

Ninni Ek's daughter. Pigs, the lot of them.

Tell me.

- Have you ever met them? - No.

- No, because then you'd know. - Know what?

- That they hate people like you. - People like I?

Like me. It's "like me." Grammar!

People like you blendings. Half-bloods.

So why would she let her daughter marry a human?

She'd rather cut her own genitals with a blunt skate.

And if her daughter had a baby with a human?

Unacceptable.

If she takes over The Communion...

Adiuva nos Deus.

Kjellberg? You're free to go now.

And what are you gonna do now? Charge in and break her out?

- I'm turning myself in. To clear her. - Okay, and then what?

You think you'll be safe with the police?

- I'm innocent. - Your enemies want you dead.

They're everywhere, and they'll get to you anywhere.

If Rebecka's smart, she'll keep quiet. If you're smart, you'll give this up.

- The only place you'll be safe is with us. - But Rebecka...

The only place Rebecka will be safe is wherever you're not.

Don't you get that?

She has something I need.

If they don't have anything on her, they can only hold her for twelve hours.

So, she should be released anytime.

- There she is. Unlock the door! - No, no, no.

Something's up.

Look at all the policemen.

They've put a tail on her.

Give me a minute.

Hi, it's me.

I'm free to go now, so...

Call me. Bye.

Hello?

It's me.

Hi! Where are you?

- I'm here. But they're watching you. - What?

Two cops in the blue car in front of you, and two in the gray car on the left.

Okay...

I'm in the black car to your right.

- Do you still have the implant? - Yes.

- I need it. You have to go back inside. - What?

Please go back inside.

Okay.

There's a guy in a leather jacket. Do you see him?

- The guy in the hat? - That's him.

- I see him. He's getting coffee. - Go over to him.

You have to find a way to give him the implant.

- Hi! - A coffee.

There you go.

Hi. I'll have a...

- I'll have a... - What can I get you?

Never mind. Thanks.

Yeah, but we can interview her now.

- He has it. - Great.

Jonas, I want to help you.

You're helping me now.

There you go.

- I need to see you. - No.

Hang up and go home.

Jonas...

Hello?

Hi!

Hi.

- Want to get going? - Sure. Let's go. Thanks.

What the hell is this?

What is it?

- Dr. Valls... - Dr. Valls is dead.

He found something. We have to go back to his apartment.

- That place is crawling with cops. - Then you'll have to help me again.

Who the hell do you think I am?

We need the others if we want to get in there.

- Seriously, the two of us won't do. - Okay.

Let's go back to your place.

But you'll have to talk them into it. I won't fucking do it.

- Deal? - Deal.

- Maersk. - Jonas.

What the hell...?

- Where's Kjellberg? - We let her go.

- She was this close to talking! - We're tailing her.

I thought this was my investigation. Our investigation...

You're off the case.

For leaking Hellemyr's photo to the press?

Because I can't trust you. Because I don't like you.

- You can't do this. - I can suspend you if I want to.

But I'll settle for a transfer. Then we're rid of each other.

What the fuck is wrong with you?!

You...

You go on up. I'll park the car.

- You've reached the police. - Good evening. I have a tip for you.

- What is it regarding? - It regards a person.

- Do you know the person's name? - Yes.

- Jonas Hellemyr. - Jonas Hellemyr...

- We only need one more vote. - Lilja.

Or we go straight for our main opponent.

Ehrencrantz is not his father. Not everyone is a born leader.

We'll give him Wittsätra.

- Is that such a good idea? - If we have the Reactor and Candlemas.

- I'll ask around. - Be discreet.

Don't!

- Ninni Ek? - Is the car ready?

My name is Viveca Eldh and I work for Borg.

There's a Matisse arriving tonight. I'd like to see it before it's put in storage.

Do you have a moment? I have some questions about your daughter.

The one who's in a coma?

I no longer have a daughter.

Where are you going?

Away.

Can't we talk about it?

We can't go on like this. It isn't working.

- You can't keep helping him. - I know.

Damn it!

- She's on the move. - Follow her.

Lost the tail. Our place in 30.

Hello?

Guys?

You can't just leave...

You didn't even lock the doors after you, for fuck's sake! Huh?

Are you okay?

I'm okay.

- You sure? - Yeah, I'm fine.

- Get in. - Let go of me!

- Get in! - Fuck! What are you doing?

- Sorry. - You're sorry?

Jonas!

Come on. Cut it out!

Jonas! This is not okay!

And where the hell do you think you're going?

Where can we go?

I don't know.

Come on! Run!

Run!

Jonas! Come on!

In here! Let's hide in here!

Hurry!

Jonas!

We'll be fine. We're gonna make it.

He's here somewhere!

Split up, goddammit!

Sorry, I was...

The boat. Go around.

No!

What's happening out there?

- What are you doing? - We can't stay here. Come on!

We have to jump!

We have to keep moving. Come on! Rebecka!

Rebecka!

Rebecka, what's wrong?

No, no, no!

No, no!

Stay calm. I'll take care of you. I won't leave you!

She needs help! She needs help. Please, help her! Please!

Help her!

- Help her! - Someone shot her. Jonas, she's dead.

You need to come with us. The bullet was a through and through.

- Jonas... - We can't leave her!

- This wasn't the deal, Leander. - She's gone.

- No, no, no! I can't leave her! - We need to go!

I can't leave her!

Jonas, no!

- Grab him! - No!

Rebecka!