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So Albert Örn has placed drug money in your golf course.

Beatrice!

Is it possible to get to say hi to the renowned Örn?

Murderer!

They're lying. I was with Iris all night and Mellerud wasn't there.

What happened to the little notebook? To Sally's things?

I don't know. Albert took care of all of that.

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

You can't just let anyone in, he could be working for Orel.

Then I'll strangle and cut up the bastard and send him to Orel.

You can't bring him here, you idiot!

Tussan! It's great to see you!

We need to talk.

- Are you sure you want nothing else? - No, just water. Thanks.

- No one knows you're here? - What's this?

- No, who would know? - You know that best.

We're ready. Tell me the time and place and I'll collect the money.

The same amount, the same deal as when we laundered the last cargo...

- ...in that woman Tossan's golf club. - Tussan.

There are actually more holes to fill there.

And I'm not just talking about her empty head.

- I didn't mean that. - It's drug money. You're dealing drugs.

I was desperate! I was completely broke after Covid.

- And the land, the olive grove? - A senile, old woman agreed to sell.

- It was a bargain. - So you screwed Miguel's grandmother?

It was business, love. The whole island is corrupt.

I was just playing the game.

But I really didn't want to drag you into it.

I'm already involved, dammit!

It has my name on it. "Tossan's Golf."

- "Tossan"... - No, it isn't funny.

Not funny at all. It's awful.

Tell me what I can do.

I'll do anything. I mean it.

Bäckström has the recording.

We have to act before he shows it to his cop friends, or we're done for.

Act? How do you mean?

Well, we have to make him disappear.

In the same way that Miguel disappeared.

Well...then I know someone you have to meet.

Who can help you, just like he helped me.

Come on.

What the...? Padre?

Can you believe it? We kidnapped and threatened him.

We were just as lost and desperate as you are.

It's never too late to repent.

No, Bea... Come on, what are you talking about?

- But you wanted to kill Bäckström. - Yes, but... No!

- You're the one who killed Miguel! - That's the last thing I wanted to do.

- It was you and this monster of yours! - What are you on about, you little shit?

Back off! You're a fucking killer!

- And you gave the orders! - Tussan...

- Put that down before you cut yourself. - Back off!

- Put the knife down, bitch! - So you're going to kill me? Go on, shoot.

Tell him to shoot me. But just so you know, I've recorded everything.

I don't understand. Why?

Excuse me!

It was my idea to record the conversation in order to get a confession.

- A confession? - Yes, about who killed whom.

Hey... Don't move!

Bea, what the hell happened?

Yes, I knew about the recording.

And?

Miguel threatened me.

Tussan. There are actually more holes to fill there. And I'm not just...

- What is it you want? - That you stop the golf course.

And cancel the purchase of the olive grove.

- Or else? - You'll go down for money laundering.

If anything happens to me, this recording goes public.

But as long as I'm alive, it's in safe hands.

Whose hands?

In God's hands.

We didn't want for Miguel to die.

How did you plan to get out of the blackmailing?

I couldn't.

So I'd arranged a meeting with Miguel in the olive grove to tear up the contract.

But he never showed up. And then we heard he was dead.

Who killed him? Iris? Mellerud?

This is your last chance to tell us the truth. Come on, spill it.

- We saw... - We saw Iris' car leaving the olive grove.

But Iris wasn't in the car, neither was her driver. A man was driving it.

- Mellerud? - No, some lawyer from Stockholm.

- By the name of Stångberg. - Stångberg? Really?

Yes. He's the most slippery eel in Sweden's arsehole. Stockholm, that is.

Do you know who this is?

No, I haven't seen him before. Was he driving Iris' car?

Yes, and it ties him to the Tälje Cartel. We believe they're cooperating.

Stångberg was in the olive grove when Miguel was murdered.

But Stångberg was back in Stockholm when Costa was murdered.

- So we're talking about two killers? - Well done.

We have to draw out Örn. That'll be your job.

- How? - I don't know, do what you can.

- Yes, as long as it's safe. - I'll do what I can.

You keep track of who Stångberg meets and talks to.

Good.

Listen...

I've been thinking about us.

So have I.

There's something I want to tell you, but I didn't want to do it over the phone...

- No, I can't do it... - Come on, you have to tell me now.

- I'm pregnant. - What?

- You're pregnant? - You're going to be a daddy.

But... What? It's only been a few days.

Ankan, jokes like that are not okay.

- I was completely... - Terrified, or overjoyed?

- You're sick. - No, I'm not. But I have to sleep.

Since I have to sleep for two these days.

I do think Toivonen will be very happy about the Stångberg thing.

- How is that man actually doing? - Well, he's sort of half crazy.

Just like you, behind the mask.

What the...?

Don't you know that the whole idea behind remote cloning is

that you don't have to break in?

- I wanted to practise. I'm a little rusty. - Since when?

Since I was twelve.

I never wanted to be a police officer.

I wanted to be a hockey goalie, but I couldn't afford the gear.

So I had to steal cars.

Right...

I...understand.

Sort of.

Once I've solved this, I'll retire early.

And do what?

Play golf. On Mallorca, with Bäckström.

Well, that's almost like hockey.

Yes, it is.

Almost.

Good! But you've got to follow through.

- There must have been two of them. - Two what - killers?

Miguel drove your car here to meet Beatrice.

Stångberg followed him in Iris' car,

killed him, drove back, and dumped him in your pool.

So, how did my car get back?

Buenas.

Buenas. Who are you?

Could you help me with the locazione? On the map?

- Mellerud. - Motive, means, opportunity.

- Let's shake him up a bit, shall we? - Sure.

Distinguished guests! Hi there, Bäckström! How are we doing?

Fine, apart from the fact that I hate wine.

- He hates wine, especially yours. - It tastes like blood.

- What's he on about? - Miguel's blood.

- And Costa's. - Your brain must have fried. Get a hat.

María is ten years old and you killed her father.

- Don't touch me. - You fucking idiot! Bastard!

Oh, damn...

I thought you were Sweden's best homicide detective!

The world's best!

I have an alibi!

Oh, shit.

Thank you, God. You bastard.

Sí.

But...

Cheerio!

So Mellerud was at the dinner, and Stångberg was in Sweden?

Then who killed Costa, and who killed Mellerud? Were there three killers?

No, one person killed all three of them.

- Who? - You will soon find out.

- Hello. - Hello, welcome.

What?

Hello. Nice of you to come. Have a seat.

This isn't okay. In the middle of the day and everything. You need to be quick.

The sooner you sit down, the quicker it'll be.

So, is this about Mellerud?

Yes. Maybe he wasn't the one who killed Miguel and Costa.

- Who else could it be? - What do you think?

- He lied about his alibi. - Yes.

Mellerud wasn't at Iris' place when Costa was killed. You know that, right?

Absolutely.

Well, that was all.

- That was all? - Yes, that was all for today.

Thanks for coming. Quick, wasn't it?

- Talk to you soon. - Yes.

- What was that about? - She's been lying all along.

Yes. Mellerud was at Iris' place when Costa was killed.

Morales had it confirmed.

The conclusion is that Eliza is lying.

- No, no... - Hear me out.

Eliza knew where Costa was going.

When he stopped, she caught up with him and shot him.

- Then she blamed Mellerud. - Why?

So that Costa wouldn't find out the truth. That she and Stångberg killed Miguel.

Just stop it, okay? She herself said...

They're lying. I was with Iris all night and Mellerud wasn't there.

We know that Miguel tapped Iris' car.

What if Eliza discovered that?

She couldn't risk Miguel having heard that she and Stångberg cooperated.

Buenas.

Buenas. Who are you?

Jennifer. Her name is Jennifer.

- But why? - There's probably only one answer.

She doesn't work for you, she works for Stångberg and Örn.

But she's in the drug squad, dammit!

Planted by the cartel at the police academy?

- She's given us so much information. - Which has led nowhere.

- Like the time of the cocaine boat! - But not the place.

- Why? Why would she kill Mellerud? - Because the cartel needed a scapegoat.

It was more important to protect the cocaine from you and Operation Palma.

Did you select her, or did she contact you to be part of the investigation?

Fuck! Bloody fucking shit!

Fucking son of a...

Fuck, fuck, fuck...!

But she doesn't know that we know.

I heard about Mellerud. Awful!

Apparently, I wasn't the only one who disliked that little man.

- What happens now? - Well, we continue as planned.

Örn will supervise everything.

He wants you to take Mellerud's place.

Cheers!

I was so impressed with her.

She came from such a rough background, but she turned everything around.

My only advice is that you learn from your belly flops.

- You were impressed with her, too. - I still am.

The only thing I thought I was good at was reading people.

- Without that, what am I? - Human?

It's her.

She writes that they'll take the cocaine to the vineyard tomorrow at lunch.

Disinformation. They won't do that.

Amen.

I think I know where they'll be.

In the aircraft hangar. And that's where we'll be too.

We'll nail both Eliza and Örn.

And you can make him tell you where Sally's notebook is.

Have you ever...

- Have you ever been...in love? - In love?

Why are you asking?

No special reason.

But...

...do you think you are? In love?

- With whom? - With you.

With me?

Evert...

The stable is on fire! It's on fire!

- So, Eliza is a baddie. - Mm.

I could sense it, you know.

Did you even meet her?

No, but I have this gut feeling.

What?

- You didn't say how you got the scar. - Forget it.

- But you have a big, fucking scar... - I had my Siamese twin there.

They cut him off when we started school.

Stop messing with me. Why do you have a scar?

Hello?

I reported my commanding officer for excessive force, and he was convicted.

He and the others got their revenge.

He cut me with a broken bottle.

The doctor said I was a millimetre away from...

So... I didn't report it, but asked to be transferred.

I have a hard time trusting people now. If you know what I mean?

You and I...

We may not spell "Sherlock Olsson" the same way,

but I want you to know that we will always be brothers.

Gosh, you're so beautiful! So beautiful.

- You said you were going to sleep. - Yeah, yeah...

- Stångberg! - Come on...

- Hurry up! - I've got it right here.

I'm on my way. The champagne's on ice. Call me when you're done with Orel.

Orel. Did he say Orel?

- Was that Eliza he was talking to? - What does your gut feeling say?

That it was.

Today might be the day when you get to meet Örn.

- Have you slept at all? - Not for one second.

I'm possessed with finding Örn.

Not so much for Miguel's or Costa's sake, but for Sally's.

- You loved her, didn't you? - Yes, I did. Despite my small heart.

I told her, but I never got her response.

- Okay, it's time. To the hangar. - Let's go.

Annika...I've been thinking about what you said.

- I'd really like to talk. - No, Mum. Not now.

Be careful, will you?

He's going to visit his sister.

- What's she got to do with Eliza? - Let's check it out.

Toivonen, we'll admit you. You need care, don't you?

Good idea. Great.

- Lisa was born in 1993 in Södertälje. - 1993.

Her Czech parents divorced when she was twelve.

- She moved to Gnesta. - Gnesta.

- Was shot in May, two years ago. - May.

Orel...

Orel.

- How are you doing back there? - Just fine.

Look!

- Who are they? - No idea.

When will the van with the cocaine be here? And Eliza?

It's Toivonen.

- My unfortunate brother? - When did Albert Örn flee Sweden?

Wait a second, I'll put you on speaker.

- Okay. - When did Albert Örn flee Sweden?

- Year and month. - May, two years ago.

That's when Stångberg's sister Lisa was paralysed in a shooting.

- "Hate coincidence." - Any more coincidences?

She was born in 1993. They moved to Gnesta when she was twelve.

- 1993. Like Eliza. -They were in the same class.

And one more thing...

Orel is "eagle" - Örn - in Czech.

I'm Commissioner Toivonen. I'm here to arrest you

for murder, incitement to murder...

Stop! Don't move!

- Calm down! - Don't move!

...and attempted murder.

Lisa and Eliza? What does that mean?

That Eliza is smarter than we think.

- In what way? - Wait!

- Damn, there's nobody here! - What do we do now?

Go to the vineyard, where the cocaine and Örn are, just like Eliza said.

- You said she plays double. - Well, she doesn't. She plays triple.

- I want you to guard the entrance. - Okay.

Örn operates under the radar...

...but his cartel cooperation has been gnawing at me.

It was Niemi's idea, since they don't touch Örn's restaurants.

- So as not to scare him off. - Eliza's not here to help Örn...

...but to kill him. That's what Lisa was assigned to do, two years ago.

But instead Örn injured her, and then he got away.

- Didn't I tell you to keep constant guard? - I was just... Okay.

Örn is the Tälje Cartel's biggest rival. I bet they've tried to kill him for a long time.

- But why does Eliza want us there? - To shoot him in her capacity as a police.

She wants us there to create chaos and opportunity.

Fire!

Örn!

It's not worth it.

Bäckström!

Bäckström!

Stop, Orel!

Turn round, Orel. Turn round.

- This one is for Lisa. - Jennifer...

Help! Help!

Let me go, dammit!

- Let me go! - Calm down...

- Help! - Die!

Come on, give me some help.

- Come on, help us! - Be still!

Push, dammit! We have to stop the bleeding.

Bäckström! Come back! Come back!

Bäckström!

Ankan!

Fucking hell...

Make sure you keep the bastard alive.

- How are you doing? - I hate this fucking red wine!

"The Mallorca ring crushed. Örn and his aunt seized."

And listen: "The Tälje Cartel bombings stopped. Leaders seized."

They must mean Stångberg and your bestie Lisa, right?

You're smart, Jennifer. But not smart enough,

or you'd have worked for me, not for Wall, and learned a thing or two.

Is this where it hurts?

You're lucky I didn't aim at the heart, if you have one. Loser.

I know you. You may be smart, but that's all you've got.

You don't know what it's like to have a friend you really love.

- Someone you'd risk your life for. - I know a lot about exactly that. Cheerio.

I know what you want.

Sally's stuff.

Be my guest, by the way. For the coffee.

And for my saving your life. Whatever becomes of it.

- Maybe you can influence that. - Definitely.

I can make sure your life in prison will be miserable.

- You're a funny guy. - But also a little impatient.

Okay.

- I'll give you access to the warehouse. - Clever choice.

- What do you expect to find? - The truth.

Her soul will be happy! ¡Olé!

Hello!

Welcome to life outside! Cheers to freedom!

Thank you so much for your help! I couldn't have done it without you.

- Clara, is Xenia there? - Yes, everyone is here.

- Can you call her over? - Okay, wait.

Wall! Niemi wants to talk to you!

Hello?

Listen, I just want to say...

- I can't hear you. - ...that...

...that I love you.

I can't hear what... No.

- What? No, I just want you to know... - I can't...

I think you're... I can't...

Say that again?

- Cheers! - Cheers!

So, I'm thinking of staying here for a while.

To rest a bit. Chill out.

You know, I will always love you.

But I'm in love with Kristian.

That's all right. Perhaps you could stay anyway.

- Maybe you're bi polyamorous. - Maybe I am...

- I've missed you. - And I've missed you.

What are you doing here?

Why don't you play with all the other little cops and celebrate too?

It feels like we've only stopped the Tälje Cartel temporarily.

I want to crush them.

It won't bring your childhood friend back.

It won't cure your feelings of guilt.

It won't give you the answer you need.

- But Bäckström said... - He's wrong.

The pain doesn't go away because you solve a case. That's not where the pain is.

So what do I do?

Forgive yourself.

Dolores!

Can I ask my little girl for a bachata dance?

But I haven't danced in 20 years.

We've talked enough. Now it's time for some action.

Come on!

- On one condition - I lead. - Of course.

As long as I get to be close to you.

Five, six, seven, eight...

You remember!

Bravo!

- And my turn... - Bravo!

- I'll soon need you even closer. - Why?

You're going to be a grandma.

- Excuse me? - Grandma.

What did you say? What did you say?

I'm going to be a grandma!

- What did the notebook look like? - It was small and black.

If we find Sally's stuff, we should find that too.

- And the killer's name should be in it? - That's all the hope we have left.

There's nothing here.

No kid's stuff here.

Wait a minute... This must be it.

Can't you find the notebook?

Isn't it there?

- Hello? - Listen, kids...

I think we should wait outside. Yes, come on.

I'm sorry, Sally, I'm not getting any further.

- I can't find any answers. - Oh, well...

- What's rule number one? - "Don't overcomplicate."

Exactly. You already know, and you've known all along.

In here.

The door's stuck! Help me!

Evert!

Your uncle?

Do you really need proof as well?

But why didn't you hide the book somewhere safe?

I did. Here.

In here, where your fire burns.

Evert, that's where the answer is.

The only one that matters.

Who are you to tell me how I

should live my own life?

Hello.

Who are you to tell me that I

should be so forgiving?

Is it stuck, the image of the world you used to be living in?

The world you used to be loving in?

I'm not really your enemy There is a world so full of clues

There is another world we could choose

What the...? It's in code.

All master detectives write in code.

- But...is the whole notebook like this? - Not the last page.

Not those words. The most important ones.

Sally + Evert = TRUE

We're the ones who stand here now

My fire died

Give

Give life to me

Come on!

Please

Please, set me free