All language subtitles for backstrom.s02e06

GIVE US PINOCCHIO OR DIE
I want you to contact the Tsar.

Ill lose everything.
-Yes, and at 8 o'clock I'm one dead fucker.

So Dubrovnik will lead you to the seller?

So you've got a cunning plan to steal
the musical box in front of everyone?

There you are, little friend.

He didn't give a damn about
anything you said.

When will you realize that he
doesn't take you seriously?

Edvin! Edvin! Edvin!

Hell... Edvin!

Edvin! Hell! Niemi!

Chief inspector? Chief inspector?

- I thought you were in here.
- No, we were up at my flat.

-Egon's dead! Egon is dead!
- Hell.

- Sorry. I should have taken him with me.
- Edvin...

What a fucking bang.
What happened? Holy shit..

- Sorry!
- Don't worry about a bastard fish.

- Sorry.
- You don't have to say sorry.

It's my fault. Okay?

Son, look at me.
It's my fault. Hell...

This is all my fault.

B�ckstr�m! What happened?
A comment?

- Do you know who did it?
- Was it a bomb?

Where do you want to go?
- To a hotel.

Was the bombing yesterday
aimed at you personally?

- Too bad I didn't die. Then you'd be
smacking your hyena lips.

- That's not what I meant-
- Goodbye.

Drive.

What the fuck are you waiting for? Drive.
- The truth!

What the hell happened yesterday?
You just disappeared.

- The battery died.

- The battery died.
- I got there and saw a car driving off.

I tried to tail him but he got away.

- And then your apartment explodes,
just like that?

- I think the Russians want to kill me
because they're looking for revenge.

I'm not safe, damn it, Ankan.

I'd be bloody grateful if we could go now.

Hell, Ankan, we need to help each other.

We must be able to trust each other.
We are a team, you and I.

And I'm fucking scared.
That's the naked truth.

- Just don't sell me out.
Otherwise I'll fucking kill you.

What the hell, that's right.
That's the tune from the text threats.

So it was a music box they were after?

Martin? He's in a coma. And he has
an alibi for the night of the murder.

- Through Cornelius.

We have to question him.

It's Nike.

Hey! What are you doing here?

- I was just going to get my Mum's bike.
Maybe you could help me?

- Yes, okay.
- Can I ask you something?

Did Eriksson, your father Tomas,
talk about a workmate Cornelius?

- Yes. But he didn't call him Cornelius.

- Well ...?
- Horny-Corny.

- Horny-Corny? - Like a joke.

Niemi! Niemi! Niemi?

Damn it, you weren't the one
being unfaithful.

You were trying to cover up
for someone else?

- I'll be damned. I didn't think
you were listening to my whining.

But you're right. It was Fernandez
in tech who was cheating.

He wanted help with an alibi.
We said we'd play padel.

But instead I went and had a beer,
which was pretty damn stupid.

- Niemi, get to the point.
- Well, Kristin thought it was me-

- You didn't want to tell the truth because
that'd be dropping Fernandez right in it.

You're a damn good friend.

- To change the subject,
you have nowhere to live now.

You're very welcome to come to us.
You can crash on the sofa.

- Really? You're sure ...?

That's really nice.
Say thanks to the wife and kids.

19.55 Cornelius and Martin enter the gym.

22.10 they go out. Very interesting.

Olsson, I think you're
really a nice guy, deep down.

- Thanks.

Are you scouting for gym guys?

Any cute ones?

Is it okay for you that
I'm just a hetero cop?

Conventional, a bit ordinary,
middle class and boring?

- Can you be that in this country?
- Absolutely, if you are.

- No, I didn't feel anything.
- Too bad..

Right.
- Thanks.

I heard the funeral is tomorrow.

- I can't even attend it for Mum.

What should I do?
I have no one to talk to.

- You have to do
what you want to do yourself.

- I want to say good-bye to Dad,
but I can't face going there myself.

I'd come with you if I could.

But I have to find Tomas's murderer.
That's my closure.

I think you need yours.

I'm just so tired of all the fucking lies.

RUSSIAN ART

PINOCCHIO - MUSIC BOX

That's right, it's the melody
from the text message threats.

So it was a music box
they were looking for.

Pinocchio.
It's all about Pinocchio.

So it was a music box
they were looking for.

He who lies, dies.

You won't die.
The Russians are going to kill me.

That's right, it's the melody
from the text message threats.

He who lies, dies.

It was a music box
they were looking for.

I'm fucking terrified.
That's the naked truth.

You bastard.

There aren't any cameras in here?
- We don't have cameras.

Privacy concerns and all that.
- Okay.

ELITE - HAIR AND BEAUTY

This is from the 8th.

-Scroll to 20.00.
- Okay.

Can you hurry up a bit?
It's literally life and death.

The bastards.

Now we've got you, Horny-Corny.

Now let's squeeze the truth
out of this bastard.

- Certainly. If that's what you want.

I have some really hsrd
questions for you, that I-

Thank you for giving us your time.
- It's my pleasure! My pleasure

There's been a breakthrough?
- Yes.

We've cracked your alibi,
so the question is:

Did you and Martin kill Eriksson to get
a music box worth 270 million?

Now... I don't quite follow ...

I can understand that, she's
complicating the situation a bit as usual.

- As usual?
- Hold on a sec, hold on.

Cornelius, you're
probably not a killer.

On the other hand, you have been
up to some hanky-panky.

Every time Martin drove you to the gym,
you slipped out the back door.

Then he drove you to your sessions
with your amorous physio.

What he did in the meantime,
you may not have any idea about.

But you had to give him an alibi
when Eriksson was murdered.

So that you could get away with
what you were doing

Isn't that right, Horny-Corny?

- Yes, he drove me to Eivor.
My mistress.

He picked me up when we were done.
- Can she confirm this?

- Yes. I have a picture of her here.

I like younger women, with life in them.

- Eivor doesn't look very young.
- She's three years younger than my wife.

It's her younger sister.
- Yeah.

Problem is that it makes Martin
a possible killer.

- Martin! No no. You can forget that.
Martin has a good heart.

We're getting close.
- Definitely.

Fucking teamwork. Good when you
changed tracks there and kept hitting.

Yes, wasn't it? It was perfect
that you scared him a little.

- Thanks, hope it continues that way.
Our co-operation. Our little team.

That I can help at some point,
like a maid on the side.

As an assistant you can throw
away when you've finished with me.

Everything when it suits you. Bloody good.

- Enough with your pouting for fuck's sake.

What the fuck, we've got
a murder to solve here.

Can we discuss this tomorrow?
- Give me your phone.

- Are you going to call for help?
Press the button and we'll be going down.

- Have you received a threatening text?

That's why your apartment was blown up.
Because the Russians wanted Pinocchio.

That's why you sabotaged our
reconnaissance against Dubrovnik.

Because you wanted to have Pinocchio.***B's complete response missing

- Give me the phone!
Are you completely stupid?

- Calm down. Oh he..
- Give me the damn phone!

Okay, then I'll take it myself.

Give me the phone!
- Fuck, cool it, will you?

- Hurry up!

-Here.
- Unlock it.

- There you are.

YOUR TIME IS UP

Yes, I lied. A little. Big deal.

If it hadn't been for you,
we'd have had the killer yesterday.

- Yesterday was about my life.
I've got a death threat hanging over me.

- How long have you known about Pinocchio?

You saw it at Eriksson's house, on the
night of the murder. In the whiskey box.

That's why you rushed back. To find it.

But then it was gone, right?

And ever since you've lied to get
Pinocchio and your 270 million.

You're just as disgustingly
fucking corrupt and fake as Eriksson.

- We shouldn't speak ill of the dead.
- You're not dead yet.

I'll have my phone back now.

- We have a murder to solve.
Can we discuss that tomorrow?

Hello, Martin. It's Annika.

I'm so sorry I didn't ...

... that I arrived too late.

- Ankan, get to the point.

- Cornelius has told us everything.

That means you don't have
an alibi for the night of the murder.

Do you understand what that means?

- Fuck this, it's pointless.
You're talking to a vegetable.

Is there anything more you want
to tell me about Eriksson's murder?

Martin? Martin. Can you hear me?

Blink once for yes.
Twice for no.

You drove Cornelius
to his mistress.

Did you go to Eriksson after that?

Alone?

Did you kill Eriksson?

Yes.

- Ask about Pinocchio.
Did you go there to steal Pinocchio?

- But you didn't find it?

Was there anyone you collaborated with?

- Who took Pinocchio?
- Martin?

- Looks like he's gone again. Wake up!

- Martin?

It's 20.45 when Martin
enters the house.

- Eriksson should have been
at a concert with Nike then.

Martin must have been seriously
shaken to find Eriksson at home.

They flare up at at each other, he kills
Eriksson and then starts lsearching.

- I have a hard time seeing that.
It doesn't feel like Martin.

- I'm troubled by the drops of blood
leading to the study.

- It was the Finns who
knocked him down.

- Why didn't he put cotton on his face,
or clean it off himself?

- What if he didn't have time. What if
he was still unconscious on the floor?

- And along comes Martin.

Hello? Anyone here?

- What if he thought Eriksson was dead?
As Bl�field thought.

According to the phone log,
he's now calling a prepaid phone.

- The accomplice.

He's dead. Tomas is dead.
What the hell am I supposed to do?

Okay, but the box isn't here.

Where? Okay. Damn, it's not here!

That's when Eriksson wakes up.

Which explains the traces
of blood on the stairs.

What are you doing?
Are you trying to take my Pinocchio?

Who are you talking to?
- Let me go!

- You're talking to someone!
- Let me go!

Let go! Let me go!

He killed Tomas in a panic.
- Then he rushes out, in shock.

But without Pinocchio.

- Then you find the body.
And you have a whiskey to celebrate...

- "Objection."
- ... then you find Pinocchio.

But is too drunk to realise what it is.
- We won't be like that this time.

Then Martin's accomplice arrives ...

... while Olzzon and Olsson
are chasing the beer thieves.

- Leaving the front door
unlocked, fucking dipshits.

- So who was it?

It wasn't von Comer.
- Not Bl�field, not the Russians.

Not Anoo, not Tina, not Gurra.
Not Lucy or Cornelius.

- What if Olsson remembered correctly?
What if they didn't leave the door open?

-There were no signs of forced entry.
- No. So it must have been-

- Someone with a key.
- Who knows all about Eriksson's life.

- About his business. About Pinocchio.
- And Nike, the concert they were going to.

- Who has provided herself
with an alibi in Paris.

- Who also knows that Martin
is as devoted as a dog to his boss.

- Sanna?

- Apart from a drunk cop or a blind hen,
she's the only one who could find it.

She's the only one who'd know if anything
had been changed, added or moved.

- But Eriksson's girlfriend? Why?

- I think I know why.
- Really? How?

Which are you, a drunk cop or a blind hen?

- "see what you don't see
but may still have in your subconscious."

Wasn't that what you said?
- Yes, I did say that.

- You may think I'm
an asshole and a fucking liar.

But that I don't respect you,
that's not true.

I've never worked with anyone better.

If that means anything.

- No, you're still not
getting your phone back.

Ankan!

She's not in.
It's quiet and the lights are off.

- Maybe she's at work?
- Hi, I'm looking for Sanna Sv�rd.

No, okay. Right. Thanks.

Guess what's happening today?.
- Eriksson's funeral. - Exactly.

But Eriksson's girlfriend ... Why?

Tomas was completely crazy about him.
Could play with him for hours.

And take long forest walks.

I said to him, "Why do you
cultivate that gangster image?"

What was he answer?
That he wasn't the villa and Volvo type.

He likes you, you have a friend.
- He'd never go behind your back.

It was the two of us against the world.

Did he mention anything about Pinocchio?
Pinocchio? The fairy-tale character.

Tomas said everything would change.
That it would be good.

Starting tomorrow,
I'm free to live a normal life.

It was about to end.
It would just be us.

It was the two of us against the world.

Are you going to nail me with that?

I'll go in the back way,
you keep an eye on things here.

- Absolutely, boss.

YOUR TIME IS UP

You can't park here, you know.
- I'm with the police.

- Sure, and I'm Saint Peter.
We are equal before the law!

- Not really! Will you shut up?
- Aren't you going to move it?

- Actually, I'm not.

- Yes, hello?
- I'm in, everyone's on their way out.

- Okay, I'm coming.

She's here. I see them.
- Okay, we're coming.

- Sanna's here, Nike too.

Sanna Sv�rd?
Sanna. Sanna!

Gun!
- Stop, damn it!

- Take it easy.
- Stop, I said! Stop, damn it!

Take it easy. Sanna, take it easy.
It's over now.

- We know you stole Pinocchio.
- Shut up, you bloody pig.

I'll shoot her head off!
- That wonn't give you Tomas back.

Look at me. Look at me.

You loved Tomas.
- You don't know anything. I'll shoot her!

- Listen. You shared everything together.
The business, the money, the danger.

The risks. Life on the edge.

The way you've lived all your life
and how you lived together.

Until Nike showed up.

I know how it feels to trust someone
who just betrays and drops you.

Know what I mean?

You could never live
the ordinary middle class life.

It was Tomas who wanted that.

He wanted to break away from his
criminal life, with his past, and with you.

Isn't that how it was?

You had to take Pinocchio
away from him, didn't you.

Without it, he would never
be able to buy his freedom.

And you had your own ... puppet.
Your foster brother.

- He wouldn't ...
Martin would never ...

- No, no.Martin would never do that.
Nobody wanted that.

No one would be hurt,
Tomas wouldn't be there.

But Tomas was there.
You panicked and you told Martin ...

You told Martin he'd-

Ankan! Are you okay?

Ankan!

Ankan? Are you okay?

Are you okay?
- I'm okay.

So we're not looking
for Russian icon paintings?

But some kind of music box?
- Yes, exactly.

Your mate Bl�field was
hoodwinking us in the sauna.

- You think Sanna's hidden it?

- Yes. She's saying nothing
in our interviews.

- She didn't have it in the apartment.

- The music box isn't
a crucial piece of evidence, is it?

No, but it would have
been nice to get to see it.

- Hey?
- Yeah?

- I found this.
- What is it?

- It's for a storeroom.

- Do you think it could be-
- Take it, quick.

-I thought you thought I was-
- an asshole? I do think that.

But you don't deserve to die.
Neither did Eriksson.

Good luck.

- Thanks, Annika.

Evert? What do you want?
- I want you to contact the Tsar.

Tell him I have what he wants.

- I hope you're not lying now.
- Thanks.

Did you win that in the lottery?
- I hope for your sake ...

... and for everything you've
ever loved that you've got Pinocchio.

- Yeah? Have you been stuffing garlic pies
or does your breath always stink like that?

Well, Boris. This wasn't so fucking easy.
It looks dark.

Fuck it, Boris.
I can't see anything in here.

For fuck's sake!
I'm holding the note upside down.

294. There we are.

Yes. Look over there. Jackpot.

- Found the woodenhead.

- Exactly.

- There you are, my lovely little boy.

Calm pucks, as we say in Sweden?
- Hoola bandoola.

Okay, Boris. Shall we take him and ...?

Right, what's on the agenda now?
What are we going to do?

- Do you know who loved pies?
- Fucked if I know.

- Rasputin. The dog Lajka.

- Maybe that girl Oksana Baiul, the
figure skater who won Olympic gold in 94-

- My brother. My brother Igor.
Who you shot dead.

- Yeah, Boris, that was a little sad,
but it was you who started it.

- And now I'm going to finish it.
- Put it down, stop pissing around.

- Down on your knees.
- Put it down-

- Didn't you hear what I-
- On your knees!

- Fucking hell, Boris.
Put it down, for fuck's sake.

- Since you cracked my skull,
I've had a noise in my head.

A constant howling-
- Don't shoot, I'll do any-

- I want you to close your eyes.
Shut up and close your eyes.

Close your eyes. Close your eyes.

Close your eyes.

- No, Like hell I'm going to close my eyes.

If you're going to shoot me, you need to
have the balls to look me in the eye.

- With pleasure.

Give me that.
Give it to me and get out of here fast.

We'll say it was me that shot him.

So no bastard needs to
know you're involved at all.

Give it to me, please.

You've saved my life.
Give me the gun-

- But then maybe we're chill now, then.

Calm pucks? Hoola Bandoola?

I will claim you acted in self-defence.

However, your association
with this tsar league ...

... That'll be trickier to defend.
- That doesn't matter.

I can finally breathe.

- We'll see how you feel later,
after a few years in the slammer.

- I will own the place.

The hard part will be coming out.
Starting from scratch. Again.

- You don't have to worry about that,
I've fixed it.

Hello, come in. Sit down.

This is Jannicke. It's important
to control the story, as they say.

And Jannicke here-
- I'm the best, quite simply.

I got an exclusive on the Eriksson murder.

So I'm treating us all to
a glossy feature about you.

Your background, path to success and so on.

You're a fucking hero. The celebrity
agent who saves the lives of her clients.

- So you're my client again?
- Survive the slammer, then we'll see.

Grope. Grope, confused flame.

Wandering feverish torch volatile falls.

Flagged from the torch, in the dark...

Hi Mum!
- Darling.

I wasn'r sure you'd make it.
I brought Clara.

- Yeah? Hello, hello.
- Isn't this nice?

- Nice.
- Yes.

- Good to see you.
- Spray grey swallows, of flakes...

... the wind flees, then the
cool one's last farewell flies.

Are you given a soot lick on the cheek.

Blow a kiss to the soul of the glow.

- Sorry I've been so mean to you.

- But darling-
-I can see he loves you.

- He has done all along.
He just doesn't know how to show it.

- With the dawn sun, a kiss
as hot as porridge on spoon.

- No. It's as you say,
I live a kind of lie.

It feels like I'm always chasing
and chasing and chasing these men.

For personal validation, and ...
Just like you say. It is what it is.

And you're looking for your Dad.
- I don't need a Dad.

Because I've got a Mum.
- Darling.

- I love you.
- Love: it's the wood of life.

- Thanks!
- I can't do this.

- What?
- Thanks. Thank you, Tussan.

- Yes, he loves me,
but I don't feel the same way.

- You're joking?
- I'm panicking so much.

I have to break up with him.
- You'll have to do it for me.

For me. You have to, I can't.
- Mum, seriously? Mum!

A warm welcome to tonight's "Stakeout".

And welcome back, the world's best
murder investigator, Evert B�ckstr�m.

You've been gone for a while because
of a very difficult murder investigation.

- That's right.

- Namely the murder of our colleague
Tomas Eriksson, which has now been solved.

Can you tell me how it happened?
- Absolutely.

But first, I would like to say a few words
about the man Tomas Eriksson.

To those who think they need to
pay tribute to him now that he's dead ...

... I just want to say that you're
a bunch of fucking hypocrites.

You didn't know him, and neither did I.

I've come to know him better now he's dead
and the investigation's over.

All I can really say is
that Tomas Eriksson was ...

... an even worse criminal,
lying asshole ...

... than even I thought from the start.
But ...

... for those he loved,
he was willing to do anything.

And by that I really mean everything.

Are you sure you're ready to
find out what happened to Sally?

- The truth can be tough.

But rather that than going
through life with a long nose.

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