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-We did the right thing. -We had no choice.

I thought you were dead.

Nothing can hinder our operations.

I won't allow that.

They killed Rami.

-And they tried to kill me. -Johanne is on her way to Pharmateca!

I have an interesting video file of you and Jesper.

That sounds like blackmail.

-I love you. -I'm sorry. I need to go.

I understand this is overwhelming,

but I believe we can make this work.

How am I to take this?

You broke into my office,

and snooped on my private life.

Hi, it's me.

There's nothing left for the Norwegian police to do.

You can go home.

-What are you doing? -I was just comforting Jesper.

I left the marked envelope at the reception.

It had been collected.

Hi!

-Was it this woman? -That little…

…Norwegian bitch!

She must die.

Okay. Bye bye.

-Where's the car? -Over there.

Champagne.

Espen!

Espen!

Bye bye.

Espen!

No!

Espen!

-Espen! -Get up!

Up!

Norwegian police!

Drop the gun. Drop the gun.

It's going to be fine.

The doctors will do everything they can.

Won't you let me drive you home?

They are bringing my car here. I want to be at the hospital with Espen.

If you need someone to talk to, I can help and find someone.

I'm okay.

Johanne…

I know you picked up the memory stick.

But if you hadn't done that, I wouldn't have been here today.

So, in a way…

Thank you, Peter.

Thank you.

Marie.

Jesper.

Aren't you dead?

You're not that lucky.

I will keep my mouth shut, if you leave me and my family alone.

-It wasn't me. -I don't believe you.

I sent you something.

I give you my word,

but I didn't blow up the boat,

believe it or not.

Johanne.

How is he?

I don't know. They are still operating on him.

The police know I took the memory stick.

Okay.

What does that mean?

I have no idea.

I may end up in the same cell with that idiot who shot Espen.

It doesn't matter as long as Espen makes it.

Guess who was at Jesper's when I took him the money and the memory stick.

Kira.

-I went nuts. -How?

I shoved Jesper.

I threw a towel,

and a soap.

What were they doing?

Nothing.

I was jealous.

-Kira would never… -I know.

That was so embarrassing!

You threw a soap.

I did!

So embarrassing…

Just a couple of minutes.

Great.

Well, hello, Bjørn.

It would be unfortunate,

and peculiar should you have the same faith as Rami.

That little idiot.

No one really knows what happened.

The hunter arrived, after all.

We both know how it will end.

Should someone mention…

…Pharmateca and Marie tomorrow…

You don't remember a thing.

Yes!

It's a deal. Thank you.

Bye now, Bjørn.

Marie.

I'm calling to tell you that I took care of your problem.

Thank you.

Now there's only one little problem left.

Jesper has risen from the dead.

How is that even possible?

It's getting a little too much for me.

I guess I have to solve that problem too.

Well?

He'll survive.

It's dangerous to live with you.

Svein got blown to pieces and I was shot.

Just kidding.

We'll leave soon.

You need to rest.

Who will take care of you?

I know aikido.

I started the classes.

Aikido won't help when there's a gun pointing at you.

Don't worry, we'll take care of her.

Good.

I'M BACK AT BECKS AND LISA'S. THANK YOU!

Thank you for everything.

You know where I am,

if you need me.

I don't think I'll be seeing much of you.

If all goes well, you'll never see me again.

That's what I was afraid of.

-Hi. -Hi.

-How's Espen? -He's okay.

I'm happy to hear that.

I know you're tired after a long night…

The memory stick.

-Yes. -I have a copy.

I can send it to you.

Great.

Peter…

How can I contact you?

Right…

Thank you.

I'll be in touch.

I want to talk to my wife. Is she here?

She wasn't at home.

So, you're Jesper?

I am.

It's a long story.

Is she here?

No…

But Lisa is. Lisa!

Rebecka had something to do.

I took care of Lisa.

Thanks for your help.

Let's go.

Okay, go with your dad.

Wait!

You little scatterbrain.

Bye then.

The police will probably turn this place upside down.

If you know something we should know, say it now.

I don't.

Are you sure?

We all know things weren't done by the book.

Nothing?

Åsa…

The company's future is at stake here.

Hang on a minute.

This is the secret, unofficial account book.

Did you have fun at Stefan's?

Good.

I don't remember anything.

I must have…

I must have lost it completely.

Thank you.

Bjørn Folmer will stay jailed under…

…suspicion of an attempted murder.

The charges will be pressed within two weeks.

The company was just a front for smuggling operations.

Good God…

Dad would turn in his grave if he knew about this.

-This wasn't done when he was alive. -It was.

What?

In the end, we couldn't even afford a Christmas meal.

The smuggling was small-scale.

We haven't hurt anyone, Rebecka.

Not to your knowledge.

Your father and Jesper wouldn't have hurt anyone.

They weren't psychopaths, they just tried to keep STB afloat.

This won't stay here.

Who dares to walk on my bridge?

Careful, you stupid troll!

It's me!

The big Billy Goat Gruff!

I shall eat you!

-No! -Oh, yes!

-Stop it, dad! -Hello.

Hi…

I'm home.

Jesper?

I'M BACK AT BECKS AND LISA'S. THANK YOU!

I know, but…

Forgive me.

I threw that soap and everything…

You're a feisty woman.

For the first and the last time…

I'll take care of Lisa, and you two take off to the cabin.

-Are you sure? -I am.

Go on.

No!

Shit!

Hi…

Shall we drink wine again?

Not now.

I'm hung-over and I'm trying to think.

Have you seen "Brokeback Mountain"?

Are you kidding?

My dads have watched it a thousand times.

They sit hand in hand and cry.

-I never cried. -Do you remember…

"You're too much for me, Ennis!"

"You son of a whore bitch!"

"I wish I knew how to quit you!"

-And Ennis says… -"Then why don't you?"

And now comes the sad part.

"So why don't you just let me be, huh?"

"It's because of you, Jack."

"It's because of you that I'm like this."

-"I'm nothing. I'm nowhere." -Stop.

That's me now.

I'm nothing.

I'm nowhere.

It stops now.

I will have a bath,

and talk to Becks after that.

That's what I'll do.

What are you doing here?

I'm waiting for Lundgren.

He's not here.

I can see that.

Can't you just call him?

I'll wait here.

Okay.

Becka?

Hello?

Becka! Where's Becka?

She's not here.

What are you doing here?

-I'm babysitting Lisa. -You never babysit her.

-I do. -No, you don't.

I do now.

Becka knows nothing happened between you and Jesper.

It's OK.

So, we're fine.

We need a project.

We're great together when we have a project.

We can't kill our husbands again.

This is Johan's handwriting.

What is it?

What?

Ask Johanne, honey. I'm here with dad.

We arrived at the cabin.

It will go just fine, honey. You'll have great time together.

The battery is dying, so mom needs to stop now. Kisses!

Right…

Great timing.

I think I'll have a mobile-free weekend.

Good idea.

What is this? Was STB just a big smuggling company?

It's obvious where the money came from.

This is it…

-What? -This is our next project.

We'll run STB together.

Why not?

-Becka won't do it. -Come on!

This is what we've been waiting for!

Johanne!

-Hi, Kira. -Hi, sweetie.

Mom said you'd help me with these.

-Can we do it in the evening? -I want to do it now!

That's what we'll do.

Come on.

This is Rebecka Axelsson.

Becka, it's Kira.

I had a fantastic idea. Call me when you can.

You, I and Johanne will run STB together.

It's going to be fantastic.

Suddenly it makes sense that we killed our husbands.

Anyway, Becks, call me when you can.

-Did you talk to Becka? -She didn't answer.

She's at the cabin with Jesper.

Fuck!

-What did you do? -I called and said…

…we should run STB together, and…

And…

That suddenly it makes sense that we killed our husbands.

Tell me you didn't say that.

-On the phone? -I'll call her.

No, you won't! Kira!

-She'll answer me. -This is Rebecka Axelsson.

Becka, it's…

It's Kira. Call me, bye.

-What were you thinking? -Fuck!

I'll text her that Jesper may not hear the message.

And that she should call me… Right now!

What if Jesper hears the message?

Don't text anything else! Give it here!

I'm sorry.

Good God.

-It's okay. -It's not okay.

What if Jesper sees the message?

What shall we do?

Let's go to Norway.

What about Lisa?

I'll take her to Saraswati.

I've missed you.

And Lisa.

Do you remember…?

Do you remember our first trip to Bornholm with her?

-I do. -Do you?

I do.

It was wild.

-Fantastic. -It really was fantastic.

I love you.

What the hell are you doing in my office?

Shouldn't you be at home in Norway?

I sat here thinking…

I don't quite get the connection between you and Pharmateca.

Listen…

Go to hell.

I've got better things to do than listening to you.

Bye.

I know you killed Rami,

and I can prove it.

Danish police will be wanting information to nail Pharmateca.

Peter, Peter, Peter…

-Peter, you have a call from Norway. -Just a minute.

It's important.

Just a minute.

One of the victims of the boat explosion has been seen in Norway.

-Now? -Yes.

Start preparing your defense.

I'll take the call at reception.

-I see. Was there something else? -They wanted him back in Norway.

And there was some talk about Jesper,

and a cabin in Norway.

He left immediately.

Thank you.

Are you okay?

I am.

I'm great.

You're afraid I'll turn into an asshole again.

Maybe a little.

I can understand that.

I promised to take good care of you, and I didn't do that.

I'm sorry about that.

I'll do anything for you.

I'll do anything for you to be happy.

I'm done with STB and Pharmateca.

What shall we do now?

-What? -I don't know. I could…

Deliver papers, drive a cab,

or work in a chip shop.

Would you work in a chip shop?

A chip shop.

I'd work in a chip shop for you.

I promise.

Everything will be okay.

-Okay. -Okay.

Now I'll go and get us something good to eat,

and more wine.

-More wine. -And food. I'm on my way.

The police are coming up. Shall I send them to you?

Pharmateca CEO Marie Martensen was arrested for several manslaughters…

…in connection to the human testing of a pharmaceutical product.

The product had not been approved by the health authorities.

The number of deaths is not known.

-There could be a connection… -Look! It's Rami!

…Pharmateca and the death of transport consultant Rami Persson.

Police and prosecutor did not comment the new information.

Becka?

Hi. Where's Jesper?

-Shopping for groceries. -Good.

I left you a stupid message and you need to delete it.

-What did you say? -That we blew up the boat.

-And I sent a text as well. -What?

Let's delete the message.

Becka, where's your phone?

What?

-You're sick! -I know!

-This is bad! -Where's your phone?

Don't stress me!

I remember now.

I remember now!

It's in the car!

It's in the car. I left it there because the battery died.

-Are you sure? -Yes.

Oh, my God.

The good news is that we're going to be smuggling queens.

What?

Don't you get how great it is?

Jesper is done with STB, and so am I.

Forget Jesper. I'm talking about the three of us.

-You can't let Åsa and others down. -I'm not responsible for them.

Yes, you are.

They get to keep their jobs even if I sold the company.

Johanne!

STB is your father's lifework. Think of his achievements.

-I don't know who he was. -Yes, you do, and you love him.

You are his blood.

-I'm not! -Yes, you are.

No!

No one will buy a bankrupted firm.

-Yes, they will. -No, they won't!

Johanne?

Fuck…

Kira is right.

It could work.

Without clients like Pharmateca. More of a Robin Hood style.

Robin Hood?

Who suffers the most when the price of wine, meat and cigarettes rises?

The little people.

Let's make their life easier.

We'll take from the rich and give to the poor.

That's totally immoral.

No one can defend it.

I just did.

Yes!

Say yes.

Okay.

Yes!

I'm crossing the border as we speak. Send a unit to the cabin.

Jesper must get out.

-What? -That's my condition.

Johanne?

We can't do this with Jesper.

We must control everything ourselves.

Call me! And delete the voicemail before Jesper hears it.

Becka, it's Kira.

I had a fantastic idea!

You, Johanne and I…

Smuggling queens…

Come on, Becka.

-Smuggling queens. -Smuggling queens.

Suddenly it makes sense that we killed our husbands.

Suddenly it makes sense that we killed our husbands.

Suddenly it makes sense that we killed our husbands.