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The cocaine is transported from Colombia to Mallorca, and then onto Sweden.

- What was that about? - It's cool. He's my cousin.

Maybe Miguel thought Costa was involved in Örn's dealing.

- So Costa silenced him. - His own cousin?

When are we going to squeeze Iris about Sally?

When we know if Iris and Mellerud are smuggling drugs together with...

- What's his name? - Örn.

You're actually quite an attractive man.

Evert, the stable's on fire!

Evert!

Evert, darling. Are you awake?

How are you doing, my boy?

- Where's Sally? - You've had an accident.

- Where are you going? - To Sally.

You need to stay away from her. Stay away from her.

- Help! - That family is a vipers' nest!

- Sally! - You will never see her again!

You will never see her again!

- Sally! - Never!

- Ah, Comisario Everto Bäckstrommo! - Dolores.

Is this some kind of walk of shame, or will you stay for coffee?

Black, please.

You were raving like a madman all night.

"Sally! Sally! Sally!"

As if there were three of us in bed. Not that there's anything wrong with that.

I don't know what to say. Sorry.

- I think I can help you. - Unfortunately, I don't think so.

The only one who can help me is Sally's cousin.

I'll ask Beatrice to invite Iris to the golf course event.

Talk to Iris there.

- So she'll talk to me if I'm nice? - No one says you have to be nice.

Find a way of getting under her skin. Just don't get too close...

Do all Swedes gather in colonies when they're abroad?

It's customary, isn't it?

- Did you get lucky last night? - Far from it.

I got up early and ran 10K, like I do every morning. Like you kids should.

They were on duty until five this morning.

I see. Any progress?

- I spoke to Costa. - What about?

- That she doesn't like to dance. - We need evidence.

He could be our killer. Put pressure on him so he'll make mistakes.

Not at all! This job is about building relationships without taking risks.

We should infiltrate the club.

A guy on the door said they're looking for bar staff, so I'll get a job.

- As a bartender? - I won a competition at school.

Once you have the skills... It's like riding a bike.

Can you ride a bike?

What the...?

Okay now! Get out of here.

I'll have your room when you check out. Enjoy your journey back home.

Are you going to swim back home?

Why are you so bloody pig-headed?

Would you rather lose your job than obey orders?

Bombs and shootings can be taken care of by any fool.

"Shootings"... I hate that word. It's murder of young boys.

- I want the best fool. - Thanks, but I want to stay here.

- Wall doesn't want you here. - Forget about Wall.

I want to solve Sally's murder.

Sally? Who is that?

Sally was a little...girl.

My best friend when I was a kid, when we were little.

She was murdered. I found her - 53 years ago.

I became a homicide detective then.

We all have our moments when we decide what to do.

Yes, we do.

I was 15.

2 May, 1991, in Södertälje.

I was lookout for the cartel, outside their place.

I was out of tobacco, so I asked Sammi to cover for me while I got some.

I heard the shots.

It could have been me. It should have been me.

I broke away, but many others remained in what's now the Tälje Cartel.

Those who aren't dead must be crushed.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

I fly down here, I'm arguing, my chest hurts, I can't sleep...

It's Sammi. Sammi is your Sally.

She has haunted me for 50 years.

I've got to find the bloody killer and be free of this shit.

- And you will be if you solve it? - Yes, and Mr 100% to boot.

Then I'm done solving murders. I'll retire to the sun and you'll be rid of me.

Well, in that case...

I hereby officially open the investigation of Sallys murder.

Dammit, Toivonen... We should've had this talk earlier.

Okay. Let's test the bug.

Okay. Mojito...

- Rum, soda, lime, mint. - We hear you fine.

Just be careful now. We'll be here if something happens.

- I'm not sure about this. - Don't worry. He'll be fine.

I got the job. Costa is here, in his office.

Ricardo?

...drugs.

Hasta luego.

- It seems I made us into a couple. - So I noticed.

Get lost!

Next time we'll call the police.

If you try to sell drugs at Shamone, you get personal treatment from Costa.

Maybe he's not involved with Örn.

A violent bastard like that... He could be Miguel's murderer.

- A drink? No? Two for me, then. - Yes, please.

- What do we know about Costa? - Stick to your own investigation.

If Costa works for Iris, it will affect my investigation as well.

According to Olzzon, Costa mostly sits in his office.

- That's where we need to dig. - Your stone-age case is your thing.

But leave the club alone.

Hey...

Don't listen to her. She doesn't mean...

- Niemi, I don't give a shit about her. - But...

Get me a picklock and I'll see to it that Olzzon gets into Costa's office.

- But... - "But"? You mean "yes".

- We'll call her Mona. - Our child?

If we have a son, I'm thinking we could call him...

Bäckström?

- No... - He was meant to stay away.

- Why the hell are you here? - Trying to get this thing off the ground.

Everything okay?

Miguel is looking into Costa's dealings,

but he's caught out by the CCTV, which triggers the cousins' quarrel.

Miguel wants Costa to back out, but Costa needs the money.

I need the money now, not in 50 years' time!

It leads to Costa beating Miguel to death.

- Sounds plausible. - These photos of Miguel...

This portal and these flower beds, where the hell is it?

What if it's Costa's garden? Time for a home inspection?

You've done enough. Do you realise you risked Olzzon's life?

- I've got several lives. - Nice one, Olzzon.

We'll look closer at Ricardo Costa, but calmly and methodically.

- Stay away from Costa and his garden! - Of course.

- I'm quite nervous. - Don't be.

- Just take it easy and be focused. - I am focused. No, don't look inside!

- ¡Hola, hola, hola! - ¡Hola! Buenas tardes.

¡Hola!

¡Hola!

Go inside, María.

Go on.

Evert, help me persuade them.

- We're quite the dynamic duo, you and me. - Let's hope she shows up.

- Do you have something to tell me? - What?

- I've got to go to work. - Yes, work...

- What's wrong? - I won't lie for you again.

Next time someone asks me if you were at home, I'll tell the truth.

- Fine. But whose side are you on? - Whose side? Did you kill Miguel?

"Did you kill Miguel?" "How can you even ask me that?"

"Answer me! Think of María!"

Enough!

So, now we know he lied about his alibi.

It'll be interesting to chat to him tomorrow. There will be beer, right?

What? Yes, sure - just for you.

Let's do it!

Gracias!

- Cheers, Tussan. - I can't believe this is finally happening.

Yes... Tussan's Golf - it will be great.

All my life I've been in the background, but there'll be no more of that.

Now I'm the one who's seen.

There they are.

Beatrice!

Hello! What a lovely event!

- Welcome! I'm so happy you're here. - Thank you.

Let me introduce Sweden's most famous and handsome homicide detective:

- Evert Bäckström. - Thank you.

- Sounds exciting. - Excuse me...

I'll be back.

- And this is... - Iris Gripensköld, I know.

I knew your cousin, the little girl who was murdered.

- Do you mean Sally? - Yes, we were best friends as kids.

Until she was strangled.

I'm hopeful you might be able to help me with some tips.

- To help me find the killer. - Don't get your hopes up.

It's not a great subject for a social event, but maybe we can meet afterwards?

Unfortunately, I'm unavailable all day.

How about tomorrow?

- Top-up? - Yes, hold on to your hat...

Nice outfit.

- I know, but... - Listen to me!

This isn't okay. Alice should have been home by now.

I know, but listen to me. The fact is that Alice...

If you want shared custody, these things have to work.

Who's that?

- She's my... - Hi. I'm Xenia Wall, chief prosecutor.

Don't pester him over Alice getting a few extra days in Mallorca...

Just think it through, will you?

- What the hell is she... - She wasn't expecting that, was she?

- Are you crazy? - Huh?

- What the hell was that? - I didn't like how she spoke to you.

She's Alice's mother. And I'm trying hard to have a good relationship with her.

- I was only trying to help you. - Look...

I don't need your help.

At least not legal help.

It's Bäckström. Hello?

Ricardo just received a phone call and he's leaving.

Olsson is following, but he needs backup.

- You go with him. - No, I'm busy with my stone-age case.

- Okay, we'll have to do it. - But... What about the kids?

Hurry up, everybody!

- Are you coming? - Xenia, is this an actual stakeout?

- No, we're going on a trip. - Like any tourist family. Buckle up!

Excuse me. I heard that Ricardo Costa visited you at your house.

So you do know him.

I don't know what you're up to, playing bridge or doing jigsaws,

but his wife might be interested. Maybe I should talk to her.

Or maybe you prefer to talk a little about Sally instead.

If you could make yourself available?

- That can be arranged. - We're most grateful.

Come on, Evert, and dig!

- Damn! - I'll buy you a new pair.

- All right... - And dig!

Salud! Cheers, Tussan!

Great. Bye.

- Costa just walked in. Olzzon is in there. - Great.

Murderer!

- I'll tail Costa. - We'll follow Mellerud.

It's amazing to get to see this house. I've only heard about it.

Very nice.

I'm not a red wine drinker,

unless it's mixed with a little lemonade or something.

I recognise you now.

You were the boy in the tenement house. You were awfully cute.

He's still very cute.

You and Sally would be playing at the manor.

Which the entire family argued over.

No question about it. The count mismanaged the estate.

When I inherit, we'll paint the house in lots of colours.

- And plant lots of flowers. - Have a large fountain, with a dragon.

Look at me when I'm talking to you! We're not done here!

Listen! I'm the manager of this estate.

You and your blasted horses... They're a drain on the estate!

- We need to cut back! - Get out of here! Out of my house!

- Then there was the fire. - Yes...

I was there, in the stable. I got kicked in the head by a horse.

I have no recollection of that, but after the fire, everything turned chaotic.

And Sally...

She was playing the detective, determined to find the arsonist.

- Did she do that while I was in...? - Yes, she interrogated everyone.

She recorded everything in this little notebook.

Iris, where were you when the fire started?

- Are you Sherlock Holmes now? - Iris, I'm asking the questions!

- What did she find? - I don't know.

Didn't she tell you? You who were such close friends.

Well...yes.

No, she...

I only remember waking up in hospital.

Has Sally been here?

You're not to see that girl.

Promise me that, Evert. Promise me.

But the first thing I did when I got home was to run over to Sally's.

She wasn't there, so I ran out looking for her

in the places where we...

...used to hang out.

And then I found her.

But it was too late.

Could it be that Sally found the arsonist and was murdered because of that?

Would you like some more wine?

- I'll have a drop, too. - Sure, why not?

Oh dear...

Thanks.

Iris, if I'm not mistaken...

When Sally was murdered, you inherited the estate.

First the count died, and then my father,

and then we were the only heirs left.

But it wasn't a good inheritance.

The looks, the talk in the village, the implied guilt...

It was like a curse.

The estate fell into disrepair, the business went downhill.

Then my brother hanged himself upstairs.

I had to sell at a loss and ended up here.

What happened to Sally's things? The little notebook?

Her room was left untouched for a long time.

Everything was put into storage, I think. Albert took care of all that.

- Albert? - Yes, Albert Örn.

- Your nephew? - Yes.

- So, I need to speak to Albert. - He's not much for talking.

- To the police? - With strangers, including the police.

Where is he going?

- Keep the distance. - Relax, kids.

I can tell you it's not the first time "Mum" is tailing a car.

- There, by that sign! - Stop, so we can read what it says.

- That would look suspicious. - No, we're just tourists.

A completely normal and boring tourist family from Sweden.

Hello! Tourists!

Bigger smile! Happier!

Good! One big happy family.

Excuse me, you don't have an extra bottle of that red lying around?

- You liked it, did you? - I promised to bring my boss something.

I'll take care of it.

Tussan.

- Look at that. - Oh, my God!

I told you, this island makes people find each other.

- That's not what I meant. Look... - Sangre de la Tierra...

So...

- Here you go. - Well, I'll be...

We produce this wine. Nice to meet you.

Thank you so much!

Ricardo has been at home for a while. Looks like a night in with the family.

Great. You're done for now. We'll bring him in tomorrow morning.

Mum...

Sally?

Sally?

You've found something, haven't you?

What's that you're writing?

You scared me half to death! You really scared me!

- What the hell is this? - What are you doing on the terrace?

- It can't be true... - Why don't you knock?

Tell me this is a joke.

- What do you want? - I want a spoon to gouge my eyes out!

- I'll be on my way. - It's too disgusting!

Listen... We're adults, and actually, so are you.

- Is Bäckström my father-in-law now? - What's wrong with that?

- We're just having sex. - Quiet! No, no, no...

Ankan, we have to go!

Costa drove off with a gun. We need to go after him.

Not a word, okay?

- I haven't said a word. - No.

Por favor...

I've got Wall for you.

Ricardo was at Iris's. He was ranting about Mellerud and then he took off.

- Mellerud? - It explains the row Olzzon saw.

Where would he go?

To the vineyard!

María, why aren't you sleeping?

Hello. I can't answer your call right now.

There! Pull over.

Costa?

Get over here. He's no longer with us.

They've done him in.