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TO URBAN, LOVE STELLA

THE TRUTH WILL OUT

INSPIRED BY TRUE EVENTS

EPISODE 3

I'll leave now.

I said that I'm leaving. Take care.

So you're talking today?

What?

Of course I'm talking.

I don't want you to join me.

What?

What do you mean?

Coming with me to the police station, that's...

Important things are happening there. Maybe it's not appropriate.

What's not appropriate?

That you're there.

Stop it.

But what are you going to do today?

Well, it depends on what Ulla has planned.

Right, so you're not going to have lunch or anything like that?

-Of course I'll eat lunch. -Sure, but I mean...

If you're not going anywhere, you and I can meet for lunch.

Yes, sure.

Don't make plans with anybody else, we'll have lunch.

Yes.

It's time.

Oh? You're already here. That's good.

Hey, I never managed to start that...

USB key yesterday.

I mean, we can't... We can't leave this for Freshteh or one of...

-No. -...one of the other technicians.

So far, it's only you and I who know about this.

Yes.

We have to know exactly what this is about.

We...

-Barbro. -Yes.

Eddie!

Yeah, what about him?

Isn't he good at technical stuff?

No, I don't know about that.

I'll call him.

Eddie?

Hi! This is Peter.

Yes. Hey, are you at the police station?

Can you come down to us?

I'd like to...

Oh?

See you later then. Bye.

He was already on his way here.

You don't see anything at all, Peter Wendel.

Barbro!

Eddie, good that you're here.

Would you be able to sort this out?

This has to remain between us.

What's wrong with it?

You'd spoken about something with Barbro.

Barbro? Yes... Or no. About what?

What? No, nothing.

It's just...

No, it's nothing.

So, this is a bit secret, and stuff.

Is it okay for you to sit here and work?

That way you can keep me up to date.

-I'll get my computer. -That's great. Thank you.

HEY, LITTLE BIRD. HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN MY 2 GRAND?

IT'S 3 GRAND NOW

-Hello? -Hi, Emelie.

This is Stella.

I'm so happy that you picked up.

-How are you? -Do you have money?

Emelie, I want to help you. I will help you.

But is there a reason you don't want to go to the police?

-It's nothing. I need money. -Did something happen to you?

Something that has to do with the police?

If that is the case, you have to tell me.

Hey? Hello, Emelie?

Emelie?

How do you know that it's not like he says?

Because Ludvig always keeps his door locked.

I don't know how he got in or what he's doing,

but I don't want Peter in my investigation.

I think that would be a big mistake.

I'm just going to...

Really.

Hello, darling. How are things?

It's quite messy.

How about you?

I been talking to a girl.

She's called Emelie.

She's 14 years old and sells sex.

Oh, damn...

Is there anything I can do?

I met her yesterday.

As she's a minor, I said we had to report it to the police.

Then she panicked and left.

She didn't say it,

but I think she might be selling sex to a police officer.

What?

I spoke to her today, and she's obviously scared.

It's more serious than that somebody's been unpleasant to her.

-Hello? Are you still there? -Hold on...

Hold on, it's a fairly strong statement, isn't it?

-Yes, but? -I left an important meeting.

-I can't... -Ante, she's 14 years old!

Let's talk about this at home. Okay?

Yes, that might be best. We'll talk later. Bye.

Hi, Birgitta.

Well... So it's time again.

Hey... Let's hold off a bit.

Hi.

What are you doing?

I'm just keeping an eye on things.

I didn't want you to know.

-It doesn't matter. -Of course it matters!

You're allergic to Machete.

We can't keep him.

You were so upset after Rickard.

You love dogs.

And I love you.

Machete stays.

Were you allergic to Rickard too?

What symptoms do you get? If you don't take your pills, I mean.

Well, a rash, a cough. I sneeze.

But I don't mind getting red eyes for your sake.

Barbro?

I'm sorry, do you have a moment?

Yes.

-Do you want me to close the door? -Yes, please.

Hey, what are you doing down there?

Well... We...

How is it going?

It's going well.

Really, it's going well.

Are you doing well?

I caught Peter last night,

he was sneaking out of Ludvig Larsson's office.

Oh? Right, but I wasn't here then.

No, but please, can't you just tell us what you're up to?

One thing is for certain, you're not doing what you've been asked to do.

I know that you care about Peter.

And I do too.

But Barbro, what is going on?

Barbro!

We think that Ludvig Larsson killed Conny.

Hi!

Were we going to have lunch?

-Eh... yes... -Or?

I was planning to go to the canteen. Did you want to go elsewhere?

No, we can do that.

-Or? -Yes, yes, yes.

-Where are Caijsa and Jorma? -They're having a lie-in.

How are you feeling?

Good.

What is this? Has something happened?

We've just found out that you think Ludvig Larsson,

the police chief in Stockholm, has murdered Conny Berg.

Damn it, Peter! Not again...

We have photos that show

when Ludde is buying sex.

That in itself is a serious allegation,

but that he'd also be a killer?

I saw when Ludde took

a thing behind the back of the technicians in Conny's flat.

-Of course he didn't do that. -Yes, but regardless,

that doesn't prove that he would have murdered a colleague.

So, who knows about this?

It's our group, and you lot now.

I asked you to find out how Conny Berg

got a hold of your investigations.

And instead, you start your own damn investigation against Ludde Larsson!

What the hell are you thinking?

Conny Berg got the murder investigations from here.

And we found this out

as the paperclips were red.

The paperclips were red?

But he also got the investigation about Urban's suicide.

And we think it might have been pinned to the wall at Conny's.

And that the killer took it from there.

And that's all you've got?

What the hell does this have to do with Ludde?

Hey?

What do you think he took from Conny's flat?

Barbro?

Damn it! Just answer the question!

What do you think he found in the flat?

But that's a lie. Of course he didn't find anything in the flat.

-Barbro! -A USB key.

A USB key? Have you seen it?

Why?

-Because we have it. -You've got it?

Damn it, Barbro!

Think about what you're saying.

How come you have it?

Why?

We found it.

And?

In Ludde's car.

An illegal search, quite simply?

No.

No, no, no. Eddie, you... Come back later, we've just...

I've repaired this.

There's something you have to see.

At 2.22 am, City Norrmalm. At a restaurant,

a hand grenade is thrown in through the entrance. Staff arrived.

Yes?

Wait.

It looks like I have to leave, but...

please continue.

Are you still there? Hello? Are you there?

I need more money.

How much?

3,000.

And...

what do I get for that?

Whatever you want.

Whatever I want?

But it has to happen now.

I'll send you the address.

Ouch!

Stop! It hurts!

Ouch! Stop! It hurts!

-Yes? -Emelie, don't hang up.

I want to help you.

Where are you now?

I know that you need money.

We can solve this.

Emelie, I'll get you. Just tell me where you are, and I'll come to you.

Hello? Emelie?

-I'm going to meet him now. -Emelie!

I... I saw when Ludde took that USB key...

from Conny's flat.

Then I found it outside his car.

He must have dropped it when he stepped out or something.

-What do you mean? Outside the car? -Yes.

Ludde picked up at prostitute before work, and I recognise that bag.

It's in Ludde's car.

This is something that the police chief of the region is still doing.

-And Conny Berg caught Ludde. -I mean, Peter...

that young girl I saw with Ludde,

she was like 15.

She's 14.

The girl is 14 years old.

Stella... Stella called me and...

I don't know how, but she...

she was worried about a young girl. A 14-year-old.

A prostitute.

She said she was worried that she'd sell sex to a police officer.

She's called Emelie.

Ante, we'll talk to the prosecutor.

Absolutely. Of course.

Hello.

Hi. I need to get a hold of Ludvig Larsson.

Do you know where he is?

Oh, okay. Thank you.

Ludde left the meeting ten minutes ago.

-They don't know where he is. -He's probably meeting Emelie now.

She just spoke to Stella.

Damn!

I'll check the garage.

Ludvig!

-Shit! -Peter!

Caijsa!

Caijsa, that was Ludde. He just drove off.

Follow him.

He could have gone anywhere.

I mean, we can't find him.

Ulla hasn't spoken to the prosecutor.

But it might take 10-20 minutes to get his phone tracked.

Yes. Okay.

Let's do this. I'll call you back if I can't answer.

Good. Good. Bye.

Where the hell did he go?

This is Jorma. I just spoke to Vilan treatment centre.

Emelie Skoog, 14 years old, left the centre last night.

Has she been reported missing?

Yes, of course!

Her phone is turned off or the battery is dead.

You can't trace it.

He's definitely had the time to pick her up.

Yes, but where?

Hi, Ulf! We're looking for a Volkswagen, licence plate ASP 023.

What are you doing?

I know a guy...

-in the bunker. -Okay.

He's got an eye on the traffic cameras.

And...

he's got Ludde's licence plate number.

Okay. Are you on top of his credit cards?

Have you got water?

I'm thirsty.

You'll find a drink in the bag in the back.

Can you get the box of pills out too?

Didn't you say you were thirsty?

You're so hot.

Don't forget the seat belt.

He just disappeared. He must have turned it off.

And we can't reach Emelie's phone either.

You're all set.

-The lifts are over there. -Yes.

I thought you said you were a bit thirsty.

Here you are. Have some.

Go ahead.

Well, that wasn't much.

Have some.

Little miss messy.

So cosy.

Take your clothes off.

Just don't do it too fast.

Turn this way.

More slowly.

That's enough.

That's nice.

Let's start like this.

Can I go to the toilet?

-Can I go to the toilet? -Yes!

But don't wash.

I haven't come here to smell hotel soap.

Oh.

Ludde's credit card was just used at Arla Hotel.

Ludde's credit card was just used at Arla Hotel.

Peter. Peter!

He's at Arla Hotel.

Where the hell is Arla Hotel?

Did a man check in here with a young girl?

Yes, a father and his daughter.

Which room?

315.

We need a card. One of those keys.

What the hell? I'll get the lift.

I made a mistake. Wait.

-Please, we... -315.

There. It should be done.

Emelie, we're the police.

You can come with me.

Caijsa.

Caijsa?

You haven't seen the film yet, have you?

I'm already struggling to sleep.

I'll watch it tomorrow.

Caijsa?

Maybe you should sit down.

Yes, given your condition.

I'm pregnant, not dying.

Play the video now.

No, stop! It's hurting! Ouch!

Are you okay?

Caijsa?

Yes.

Isn't that the girl from your investigation?

Mmm.

That's Nicole.

Subtitles: Aino Bergh www.plint.com