All language subtitles for Gasmamman.S02E07.en

Mum!

Gustav! What the fuck is going on?!

-Ouch!
-I said, lie down.

-Let go of me!
-I will let go if you are calm.

-You have a lot of style.
-I know.

Take her out.

I can't wear any fucking trousers?

You don't have to push yourself
to the limit. Ouch, for fuck's sake!

-Take it easy!
-You fucking gorilla.

Call John! Call Nina,
make sure she doesn't get worried.

It's all Luke's fault.

-Why does Barry want Rose?
-Niklas owes two million.

We need to have a longer chat,
you and I.

This is perfectly normal.

-Are the children afraid of me?
-Yes.

No! No!

The doctor has given me my death sentence.
There's nothing more they can do.

I want to go home.

-You sell pills, right?
-Then you didn't get them from me.

Either you break up with Nina,
or I finish you off.

Emil.

What has happened?

Sonja Ek has been arrested
for reasons I cannot go into.

-What has she done?
-I can't go into that.

Because he has nothing to say, right?

Now you have to go to the police
station and make something up.

-Can I leave them with you?
-Yeah, sure.

-What were you thinking?
-Go in, if you don't mind.

-Sorry.
-Why not?

-Chief's orders.
-Then I'll go and talk to him.

Let's calm down.

-Hi, Lukas.
-Sorry, it's full.

You really have to work to
take over this place. That's good.

-You know what? I'll see you again.
-We won't.

-You won't see me.
-Okay.

They act like we're fucking terrorists.

Seriously? Kick in the door in the middle
of the night, throw us on the floor...

-They didn't say why they took her?
-No.

It's Emil. Fucking cop bastard.

-Fucking cop bastard.
-Fucking cop bastard.

-Be quiet.
-Sorry.

You don't arrest someone in the middle of
the night if they haven't done anything.

Come on, now. What?

-Here.
-You didn't bring to me?

Sorry, I didn't
know you were here.

-Was it difficult to pick her up?
-No. But I feel sorry for the children.

She lied to our faces at the trial.
Make sure she just breaks down–

–then I'll pick up the leftovers.

Do you think she talks to
her children like that too?

She never sees them.

Okay, let's get started.

We have some problems
with the ventilation–

–but hopefully they'll fix it soon.

I would like to start by
expressing my condolences.

I assume you know that
we found your brother–

–murdered at Hellasgården.

You had quite a lot
of contact lately, right?

Sonja, you have to understand that
we have a lot of unanswered questions.

You help him with the trial,
make sure he's acquitted–

–is the guest of honour
at his demob party...

I won't say another
word without my lawyer.

You are under arrest
with full restrictions.

This means no contact
with the outside world.

No friends, no children, nothing.
At least for three days.

Why am I under arrest?

You're suspected of complicity in
the murder of your brother Niklas Nordin.

Now you became silent.

I don't know if you have noticed
anything special about the prosecutor.

Blom. She has a sore toe.

Ten. Toes.

And you really stepped
on them in the courtroom.

I know you're lying, Sonja.

Have you heard of
the term 'the big lie'?

The big lie is so colossal,
so enormous–

–so ordinary people
assume that no one–

–would have the nerve to lie so much.

I thought you were reading
Tintin and not Mein Kampf.

Let go, I'm not dead yet.

Can you imagine a friendlier tone?

I'm sorry.

Don't be silly. – Thank you very much.

-Good morning.
-Did you have a good night?

It's freezing in here.

-And the light was on all night.
-Then a shower would be good.

-I want to see my lawyer.
-Absolutely. But first, take a shower.

Aren't you going to open?

Who was it?

It's okay, it has nothing
to do with you. It's just...

-Nothing.
-Yeah, tell me.

Nina, you...

You're a great girl.
You're amazing.

You're the best girl, but
it's not safe for you to be here.

I think it's best for everyone
if you move back home.

Is it over now?

You should get dressed.

Is my mother behind this?

She just wants you to finish
school. You don't have much left.

Damn, what a fucking coward you are.

When I come home from work,
I want you and your stuff gone.

Salary for the last week here.

-You could have called so...
-I can take care of myself.

Well, Simon...

It tastes like cat pee but
it's all we have in the house.

I'm going shopping.
You'll have to keep an eye of him.

-Are you staying for dinner?
-No, thanks.

-Well, Simon...
-Wait. Here, here, here.

-Buy a bottle of gin.
-Just like the old days.

-What about cash?
-Running away.

-Well, Simon...
-He's a security risk.

-Too kind. I sent him abroad.
-No.

He's gone. His secretary said
they were picked up by three men.

Why didn't you fucking say
that in the first place?

Yes...

What the fuck...?

-Shall we clean up all this?
-No, Linus. You're going to school.

No, I'm staying here.

Should you call someone?

Yes.

-What are you looking for?
-A name.

Mum's lawyer. Her name is like, Karin.

-Kristin. Kristin Valle.
-Thank you.

Is there a family
member we should notify?

We have no family.

Can you get in touch with Nina, then?

No!

-How's it going?
-Slowly.

I don't say anything...

I will never sign it.

Well, okay.

It doesn't matter how hard you hit.

I know that Anders will hit harder.

-We're going to pay a visit.
-Simon? He's not there.

No, Östling.

-You and me, now?
-No, tomorrow.

And you can bring your old mother.
What is this?

I'm away for a year, suddenly
everyone's acting like fucking bitches!

-I don't think that's a good idea.
-I don't give a shit.

-I have nothing to lose.
-Anders...

I always listen to you,
but now you're going to listen to me.

-Is this the bookkeeper?
-You're funny.

I can really see you in my mind.
A cripple in a wheelchair.

It's a very beautiful sight.

Then you should look a little
deeper into your crystal ball.

Me and my family will always
be one step ahead of you.

You know, my crystal ball says
there's not much left of your family.

And that soon the crayfish
will have eaten another one.

Klara and I have moved in together.

Klara came to me
because she loved me.

And now she has come back again.

You have nothing
that I need or want.

And cripple or not–

–I just want to inform the bookkeeper–

–that the equipment works very well.

-Klara is enjoying herself.
-That's enough!

You fucking idiot!

It is sad that he is ill.

It takes away some of the joy.

The rise and fall of the powerful.

Do you know what
they used to call him?

The General.

And I was the bookkeeper.

I was never entirely comfortable
with being called the bookkeeper.

We brought in boatloads of hashish–

–from Lebanon during the civil war.

Hashish which then
became bags full of money.

We did exactly what we wanted.
Had total control.

I'm sure it's hard for
someone like you to imagine–

–that the police in those
days hardly cared about drugs.

-Well, it sounds like you had fun.
-It was the best time of my life.

What happened?

On the same day that Prime
Minister Karami was assassinated–

–then an old fishing boat went out
with three thousand kilograms of fish–

–from the port of Tripoli.

This transportation would make
us economically independent.

But unfortunately, the boat
broke down in the Mediterranean–

–and before they could
throw the cargo overboard–

–the captain was apprehended
by the Coast Guard.

And the only name he gave was mine.

Oops. Sweaty.

Not snitching and taking the hit yourself–

–is something you
just do if it's necessary.

I got five years. Five years.

Everything... He took everything from me.

He took my life partner away from me.

And then just dump
her like discarded cattle.

Enough about that. Here.

But one thing is certain.
I never want to go back to prison.

Can we trust Sonja not to leak?

Yes, we're pushing her pretty hard.

But I think she's holding out.

You think, I want to know. Test her.

-Did you get any sleep?
-Like a baby.

Good. Okay, new day, new opportunities.

You know, there's almost never
conclusive evidence.

A smoking gun as they say in the US.

Instead, it's usually things and events–

–which have been painstakingly
assembled into a huge puzzle.

With a lot of small pieces.

Your mobile phone disappears from the masts
at Sickla in the direction of Hellasgården.

Only to reappear in
the middle of the city.

It could be a technical problem,
I don't know.

Do you have anything to say about it?

That's right, your lawyer is on his way.

She must have stopped for
a latte somewhere. A soy latte.

-Where are the children?
-Safe.

Tell me about Niklas, you were
in close contact with each other.

I don't know what he did
or who he worked with.

I think you definitely know
who he was working with.

This is you in front of Östling's gate.

Nothing has changed since you
had to testify and nail the bastards.

I was there to find Niklas.
Is it strange or?

You have nothing on me.
Except a lot of cell phone traffic.

The poor little widow who gets
caught up in the shit. Isn't it?

Totally against her will.

I've heard that you know
more than you want to tell.

-Sonja knows everything, they say.
-Hanna?

Have you seen how Hanna is doing?

Have you noticed that
it has hit her in the head?

-Damn, you're a good cop.
-I thought she was your best friend.

Her lawyer is here.

This just came from forensics.

-This is fantastic.
-We'll save that.

Until the little lawyer left.

I came as soon as I could.
Have you been here long?

Zac, honey? Where are you?

-Maybe he's not home.
-Look over there.

What the fuck?

Nina, listen. Wake up.

Drive the car fast as hell!

-Help, damn it! Hurry the fuck up!
-Can I get a stretcher?

-What has happened? Are you a relative?
-No, I just found her.

-She needs a stomach pump.
-Do you know what she might have taken?

-What is your name? Can I have your name?
-No. But belly pump her! Fast as hell.

You're idiots, both of you.

I'm here because I want to be.

-He makes me so fucking...
-Quiet.

You know I love you.

But from now on, I'm in charge.
It's on my terms.

That's the easiest way to do it.

Oh, Klara...

What have I done to deserve you?

Well, not so much. God knows.

Now it's Klara's meat stew,
your favourite.

-Are they getting ready?
-No.

You can go and have a coffee.
I'll stay here for now.

Okay.

Damn, it's cold here.

I talked to Gustav this morning.

He told you not to worry.
He has everything under control.

I don't think I can take any more.
I'm dead tired. They won't let me sleep.

I've written a complaint and
will receive a reply this afternoon.

-What have you told them?
-I haven't said anything.

They have got the idea that
I'm involved in the murder of Niklas.

-Are you?
-No! They have nothing on me.

I'll be honest with you, Sonja.
I'm worried.

The prosecutor wouldn't play so hard,
if she didn't have something.

-You don't believe me either?
-Of course I do.

If they have something,
why don't they tell us?

It's tactics! They know more than
they say and want you to confess.

Don't tell them anything,
let them provide concrete evidence.

Don't say a word. Don't say anything.
"I have the right to remain silent."

Can I ask you a question? What happens
to the children if things go to hell?

It will not go to hell.

They'll be fine.

There you are. I had Barry
on my doorstep this morning.

That's your problem. Where's Nina?

At her house, I think.
She forgot her phone.

Can you give it to her?

What has happened?

The police came in the middle of
the night and took my mother away.

-Have you got in touch with Nina?
-No.

-They said nothing about why?
-Not a word.

Lukas...

But hey, Linus.

You shot my father.

Where did you get that?

-Put the gun down!
-Gustav...

You shot Dad. This is all your fault!

I know you want to punish Lukas,
but we need him.

No closer. I'll kill him.

-I understand you, Linus. I deserve it.
-Shut up!

But you're a smart kid.
You're just ruining your own life.

Think of Mum, Gustav and Nina.

Stand back, don't come any closer.

-Now you give me that.
-He shot my dad! I saw it!

It's all your fault, you bastard!
Does it seem like my life is good, huh?

Linus... I'm sorry.

No!

What the hell were you thinking? Stop!

-I want him to know how it feels.
-What about me?

I'll never forgive him.

Hanna is not coming.

She doesn't want us
to see the little one.

-Can't he see his grandfather?
-She's sick with grief.

Aren't we all?

Yes. But Hanna is broken.

Hi, Mimmi.

Do you recognise me?

Hanna Nordin's friend,
who's married to Niklas.

-No.
-But I recognise you.

I know it was you who took her ring.

What do I get if I
keep my mouth shut?

I'm a police officer. You're white trash.

You play so fucking tough,
but I can do that too.

I'm thinking 15,000 a month.
That's a fraction of what you earn–

–on your extra work.
What if they found out?

I think you should be careful, so you
don't step on the wrong foot. Understand?

Both for you and your son.

It would be very sad if he
was found dead in a container.

Ouch!

Would you like something to drink?

Let me guess. "I have the right
to remain silent, blah, blah, blah..."

Soy latte... But it's okay.

I don't have much to say either–

–but I'd like to show you something.
We found this at your marina.

If you had spoken, you would have said:
"Well, so what?"

And I would have said:
"We found your fingerprints on it."

"And someone else's DNA."

A certain Boris Solokov.
From Bulgaria.

By the way, did I mention that
the Bulgarian is dead?

They found him burning in a quarry.

So... What do we have?

Well, we have the murder
weapon with your fingerprints–

–and the blood of a
well-grilled Bulgarian.

A smoking gun, actually.

If you have something to tell me,
now is a very good time.

Sonja, you're under arrest for
the murder of Boris Solokov.

What is it now?

-Wait, are you serious?
-Absolutely.

It's perhaps the last
little push that's needed.

-This is not okay.
-No, it really isn't.

-We have everything we need.
-Don't get soft now, Emil.

What has happened?

Is there anything you want to
add about the murder weapon?

What has happened?

It would be best if you
just start talking, Sonja.

What are you not telling me?

It is...

-It's about Nina.
-Okay...

Come on now...

No...

-Fuck, Emil...
-But... What a fucking pussy!

I have bad news, Sonja.
Nina is in hospital, in intensive care.

An overdose. She's in a coma.

I understand that you want to be with
her now, like the good mother you are.

If I were in your situation, I'd do
everything to be with my unwell child.

So it's time to start talking now.

Let go of me!

I told you, not a good idea.

You're not allowed
to use your phone in here.

I'm sorry.

Hello, Gustav. Don't hang up now.

Hey.

Hey.

-Have you been here long?
-Quite a long time.

How do you feel?

Shit.

You can get your
room back if you want.

Is Mum here?

-She's been arrested.
-Otherwise she would be here.

But we're here anyway.

Thank you.

Hello, Sonja.

How are you doing?

What do you want?

I just want to tell
you that Nina is okay.

She will remain in
the hospital for some time–

–but she's fine.

And there'll be a memorial
service for your brother next week–

–in Sollentuna church.
I thought you'd like to know.

I can't cope...

What is it that you cannot cope with?

-Have you in here.
-I'll go.

Sonja... I just want to help you.

Think about your children.

I haven't done anything.

But fingerprints on the murder weapon?

-I'm innocent.
-You're fucking stubborn.

Well... You can be quiet.

Thank you.

One more.

Let them stand. I have to keep track.

Are you celebrating something?

On the contrary.

So... What do we want today?

I have the right to remain silent.

But then there's nothing I can do for you.

Well, there's one thing.

You can turn up the heat.