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Surely you see how shitty it feels

to be taken off the case.

- Just tell me where she is, you bastard! - Iris, let him go!

- I’m looking for Peter. He’s Danish. - Maybe you mean Rasmus?

He doesn’t work here any more.

- I didn’t file a report. - Thank you.

- What did they say? - Traces of Rovan’s DNA on the body.

You don’t want Anton to have an accident, do you?

The prosecutor will be pressing charges.

With all due respect,

a cop doesn’t do this!

Know what you are? A fucking egoist!

Christian’s dead because of you!

I know he was thinking of separating.

Shut up! Shut up!

- No! No! - Iris...

Iris...

This isn’t working any more...

for me.

Must you bring this up now, just when I’m about to leave?

We’ll talk tonight. I’ll call you later.

I’ll call.

Iris speaking. Yes...

Iris Broman...

I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

You’re not listening.

I can’t take this any more.

I’m leaving you.

What? No.

No.

No.

No!

No!

- No! - Didn’t you hear me?

No!

FALLEN

Hi, it’s me. I just wanted to check if you picked up any leads on Anja again?

I can’t talk about this, Iris.

I’m under internal investigation.

Because of me?

Yep.

Adam, you’ve done nothing wrong.

I have.

You know that too.

- I’ve got to go, sorry. Take care. Bye. - But...

Damn...

Iris...

I can hear you. I’m not deaf.

Don’t forget you promised to take the girls today!

Fuck.

- Good morning. - Morning.

Do you want to come away with me?

- What? - There’s just been...

so much going on and I just need to get away.

Okay...

I’ve been saving up for a holiday.

For a long time. So it’s on me.

- No. - Yes.

Yes. I want to, Peter.

Okay.

Okay.

Where do you want us to go?

I don’t know.

We’ll take my car and just see where we end up.

If you want to use the bathroom, you ask me first.

Whatever you want to do, ask me first.

This is us. In here.

- What the fuck...? - It’s wrong to swear.

Sit down and get on your tablets. I’ll be right back. Fuck.

Say...

- Hey! - Hi! How was Stockholm?

- ...have we got a new incident room? - No.

The prosecutor’s preparing the case against Rovan Månsson.

All we need to do now is identify the body,

so Kerstin didn’t think we needed a whole incident room for that.

- She hasn’t called you? - No.

Don’t tell me she’s solved the Benjamin case, too?

No. She took it down to the archives.

Then we’ll just have to bring it back up.

Yep.

Good morning! Did you sleep all right?

We’ve just eaten. Want an omelet?

I’m not so keen on eggs.

You haven’t had my omelet. It’ll have you licking the plate.

No, thanks.

Mom,

can we go to my room?

Why?

I need to talk about something.

- Can we take it later? - Please?

You stay here and chat. I’ll go and have a bath.

Okay...

Okay.

If we’re going to talk,

I, too, have something to tell you.

I’ve quit my job. Today’s my last day.

- Are you changing jobs? - No, we’re going traveling.

Peter and I.

We’re off on a road trip around Europe.

So... you’re going traveling with someone you’ve only just met?

You’re the one who keeps telling me to quit the school.

- It’s not about that. - So, what is it about?

I tried to check Peter out.

He’s nowhere. He’s not on Instagram or Facebook or...

- My God... - Can you please listen?

Sure.

I went to the restaurant you said he works at. They’ve... never heard of him.

Okay, well it just so happens that Peter isn’t on social media.

He’s concerned about the power these companies have over our lives.

So why didn’t they know him?

- It was probably the wrong restaurant. - It wasn’t.

When I described him, they said it sounded like someone called Rasmus.

There’s your explanation. His name’s Peter Rasmussen.

So I guess there’s another Peter there, and two is confusing.

Now I really do have to get going. Peter...

Peter?

I’m off now.

Okay. Have a good day. See you later.

I want to watch that!

No!

Why not?

- What do you want to watch, then? - Me?

- Nina said you wanted to speak to me. - Yes.

Let’s take it in the corridor.

Well, well, well!

- They’re my nieces. - And what are you meant to be?

- We’re children! - Are you sure you’re not little adults?

No, we’re children!

Kerstin...

I still think you’re two of those little adults.

She was really funny!

Why did you take Benjamin Serén down to the archives?

You thought the body we found was his,

but it wasn’t, so that case is closed.

The prosecutor is preparing a case against Rovan Månsson.

Has the prosecutor read Boström’s statement, too?

You mean the one from a junkie prostitute

who was paid to claim that Sylvester Johnson hid a body.

Oh, she was so impressed!

Especially when it turned out that the only DNA on that pendant

was from a girl born four years after the crime.

- Rovan’s story is full of holes. - Iris...

We have 130 open cases. If one can be closed, we close it.

But we’re not done with Benjamin Serén.

As far as I can see, we have no more leads to go on.

But you’re the boss, it’s your decision.

- Hello? - Hi, Inger, it’s me.

Is Anton there?

He’s on his way...

Hi, Daddy. How’s your new job?

Good.

How are you? Are you being good to Grandma?

When are you coming?

I don’t know. It might be a while.

How’s school?

Good.

Guess what, Dad!

I can read!

That’s great!

Are you sad, Daddy?

No.

No, I miss you, that’s all.

Daddy has to go now. I’ll call you again later.

Okay. Bye-bye, Daddy, I love you.

Love you, too.

Sorry...

My name’s Bertil.

I’m Alex’s dad.

He never said...

he had a girlfriend.

No, I’m...

Is he in?

No. I’m just sub-letting.

- So where’s Alex? - No idea.

Bye.

POLICE

...HIS TEACHER, HILLEVI STORM.

Come in!

- Hello. - Hi.

If you’re looking for Vera Boström, I don’t have that class today.

We’re not. It’s you we want to talk to. About Benjamin Serén.

The body...

- in the woods? Was it...? - No, it wasn’t.

Okay.

Well,

I don’t know

how else I can help you. It’s almost 20 years ago.

What kind of relationship did you have with him?

He was my pupil.

He was smart. Kind.

I’m not quite sure what it is you want.

I want to show you something.

In this picture, Benjamin’s wearing a jacket,

and you’re not.

Here,

you’re wearing a similar jacket.

- Is it Benjamin’s jacket? - Oh, uh...

I don’t know.

It’s possible. He was very considerate.

- You had no private contact? - No.

I was his teacher, he was a pupil.

It was a purely professional relationship.

And it just so happens

you sometimes borrow your pupils’ clothes?

No, no...

I’d only just started, I was a new teacher...

Maybe I care too much about them. It’s just who I am.

Ask my colleagues if you don’t believe me.

Okay. Thank you.

- We will. - Bye.

Got any lip balm? My lips are dead dry.

Check the outer pocket.

Have you got a new laptop?

I said the outer pocket. Are you deaf?

- Did you steal it? - No. I was given it.

- Who by? - A relative.

- It must’ve cost a bomb. Like 20,000. - And?

So you did steal it, right?

Okay, I stole it.

- Happy now? - I knew it. I knew you weren’t given it.

So, what do you say?

Were they having an affair?

Or have we wasted half a day because he was kind and lent her his jacket?

I hate to say it, but... maybe Kerstin’s right.

- We’re getting nowhere. - I don’t know.

But anyway, it’s almost 2 pm and we’ve not eaten.

- Shall we see if there’s a place nearby? - Shit!

- What’s up? - My sister’s kids. I’ve not fed them!

- Hey, honey. - Hi.

I just wanted to hear your voice.

As of Monday, you’ll hear it so often you’ll get fed up with it.

I don’t want to wait till Monday.

Can’t we go now, at once?

- Today? - Yes.

Or tomorrow. Please.

I really need to get away from here.

- I can’t get past the troll! - Hang on, let’s have a look...

- Kerstin! - There, you’ve passed it. Look.

- What? - Nothing.

- Your turn. - Is it? There!

Thanks.

Ha ha! Take a card!

Thanks.

No, no, don’t get up.

How are things, Rovan?

They’re okay.

As you know, we found your DNA on the unidentified man’s body.

And the prosecutor’s going to be pressing charges.

Have you really killed someone?

I don’t think so. I think you...

helped Sylvester to dispose of the body.

So I want you to know that desecration of a corpse is written off after two years.

So you could go free

and take care of your son.

You can call me at any time.

Are we nearly there yet?

We’ll be there in, like, twelve minutes.

Twelve minutes is ages! I can’t wait any more!

Can we go to the playground?

Yes! We can play hide-and-seek!

Go and play.

- You have to play, too! - Go and play!

It’s no fun with two. Come on!

- Please! - Okay.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight...

- Iris speaking. - This is Bertil Persson.

Alex’s father.

Hi. What can I do for you?

I just wanted to check

if you’d arrested Alex again. Over Benjamin...

No, we’ve not arrested anyone. Why?

I see. Okay. Sorry for disturbing you. Goodbye.

Hey, wait...

50! Coming!

You can come out now!

Okay, I give up!

You’ve won!

Emilie!

Julie!

I’ve got sweets!

Julie?!

Julie! If you don’t come out, I’ll get really angry! Come out!

Shit!

Fucking kids...

- Hello? - Hello!

Are the girls here?

No.

- Aren’t they with you? - We were playing hide-and-seek.

- Aren’t they here? - No.

Nah!

They’re over there.

Sorry, it was an open goal. You lost them.

You can’t just run off from me. You know that, right?

But Julie needed to poo, so we ran home...

Shush, shush. Shut up, okay?

- Come here. - But it’s true!

Don’t do that to me again, okay?

I get scared.

Okay.

Visiting time is over.

- Has she called? - No.

- Maybe her train was delayed. - You’ve been here for 45 minutes.

She’s not coming.

And the hope is getting you down.

In here. I’ll be outside if you need me. Just think of the time.

I’m so happy to see you.

Want some juice?

It’s strawberry, if you like that.

No.

Did you like the present?

It comes in black and gray, too. I liked the silver.

The police came into the school and shoved a cotton swab in my mouth.

- I’m just trying to do what’s right... - Then stop taking drugs!

- And buying me crap I don’t want. - I’ve quit all that.

Know what I think when I see that laptop?

How many disgusting old men my mom had to fuck to be able to afford it.

I only came to say I want nothing more to do with you.

Never call me again.

Vera... Vera, come back.

Well done. You made the interest.

But if you’re taking 10,000 every week, I’ll never catch up.

Can’t you cut me some slack?

I already have. See you next week.

Hello?

Fuck!

Hi, Texas.

DAD

What the fuck...?

- Hi! I’ve saved some food for you. - Thanks.

I’m going to move out.

What? Why?

I don’t know. I need a place of my own. In the meantime, I’ll stay in a hotel.

The girls and I love having you here. You’re welcome to stay.

It’s for the best. I need peace and quiet to concentrate.

Is it because of what I said about Christian?

No, I just think it would do us both good

if we set some boundaries.

Okay, so what line have I crossed?

- Stop it... - Don’t tell me to stop it.

You accuse me of crossing a line.

So tell me, in what way?

Take my workplace. It’s not a child-friendly place...

Okay, so I ask you for help once. And...

you, what? Agree, only so you can throw it back in my face later?

- I said no. - No, you didn’t. You didn’t!

What the fuck’s your problem? What do you want?

Don’t you want to get to know my children, build a relationship with them?

Don’t you want a relationship with me? What the fuck do you want?

I want...

to move out.

THE MOTH BY BENJAMIN SERÉN, 9B

Hi. Iris Broman.

Here you are. It’s on the first floor.

Iris...?

Come on, Benji, give us a smite. Smile.

See? You can smile if you want to!

Happy birthday, sweetheart!

I wonder what it is...

- I’ll get some scissors. - Don’t, he can open it himself.

Ta-da! A camera!

- Oh, wow! - So you can make your own films.

Just like you wanted to!

I thought you’d dropped the case.

Who told you that?

That Julin woman. Kerstin.

She made it very clear that I wasn’t to call you.

It’s a misunderstanding. The case hasn’t been dropped.

That’s great.

And this is all you’ve got left of his?

There might be a box in the attic.

- Iris speaking... - What the fuck have you done?

- Is this Claire? - You fucking cunt!

Dragging my daughter into this!

We needed to verify your story.

You can stick my story up your ass!

It take it all back. I made up every word!

- If you do that, Sylvester will walk. - Fuck Sylvester!

You’ve ruined everything!

- If I see you again, I’ll kill you. - Wait, Claire...

- Is that everything? - Yes. I’ll just go and say goodbye to Liv.

Liv?

We’re off.

- Bye, then. - Goodbye.

So you’re just going away and leaving me on my own?

My God, Liv, it’s not forever, it’s just a trip.

Haven’t you been listening? I don’t trust him.

- You were best friends not so long ago. - That was before I...

I know what this is about, Liv.

I’m not stupid.

You’ve got a crush on Peter, haven’t you?

Are you serious?

It’s pretty obvious. I’ve seen how you look at him.

Your clothes, your makeup, the way you sat drinking wine...

Seriously, just get a grip.

Okay?

You’re out of your mind.

Why ruin this for me?

You’re always saying I’m so bitter, and now when I’m happy at last,

it’s clearly too much to ask for you to be happy for me, right?

Okay, whatever. Go.

Now that you’re happy for the first time in your life.

I don’t deserve this, Liv. You know that.

That was fucking unfair.

Hi. We can go now.

Mom, wait!

Yes, that’s Benjamin.

But he didn’t have a tattoo.

I’d never have allowed it.

Might Åsa have, and he got one without telling you?

I doubt it.

Do you have any idea who the other person in the photo could be?

Look closely.

No. Sorry.

And the old investigation dug up nothing about a girlfriend?

Not that I’ve found.

We’ll have to check out the tattooist. There might be a record.

- That could be difficult... - How many could Malmö have had in 2004?

Well... Nina?

I’m on it.

No, that’s not one of ours.

- Are you sure? - 100%.

Do you recognize this guy?

No.

No. No.

- Not one of yours, then? - No.

Do you have a tattoo?

No, I don’t. Do you?

Bella and Brie as puppies.

- You’re kidding! - No. No.

At least it’s not my ex-wife’s name.

So where’s the next one?

It must be just around the corner.

- So why did we get back in the car? - I don’t know.

Okay...

Hello!

- Birthe! - One moment.

- Hello. - Hi.

Jens Michaelsson and Iris Broman. We’re from the police.

We’re wondering...

if you recognize this.

It could be from around 2003, 2004.

Well, if it isn’t one of mine.

A couple came in with a dead butterfly they wanted me to copy.

- What do you remember about them? - A woman and a guy.

Said they were brother and sister. But they didn’t act like it.

She was older and clingy.

Could this have been the guy?

Yep, that’s him.

And the woman. Could it have been her?

Hi. Jens Michaelsson and Iris Broman.

- We’re from the regional cold case unit. - We’re from the police.

Right. We’d like a chat.

- Okay... - Hillevi Storm, is she your mother?

- Yes. - Is she in?

No, she’s on holiday with her boyfriend.

What’s... this about?

Do you know if she has any tattoos?

Why do you ask?

- Is it Liv? - No.

Unknown number.

We’re on holiday.

- The person you’re trying to reach... - No.

Her phone’s off. Shit!

Today’s been a good day. We’ve made great progress.

We’re going to find her.

I just want to get this solved.

And stick it to Julle-Bulle.

Nah. I don’t care about her.

Don’t you?

- Well, it would be nice... - That’s what I mean!

Shall I drop you off at the train?

I can’t stay with my sister any longer, so I’ve booked in at a hotel.

Oh.

- That won’t be cheap. - I know.

It’s not a long-term solution, but...

We can’t have this.

I’ll tidy up tomorrow. It’s a bit messy.

There’s a towel there and...

you might need these,

as the floor can get quite cold. I’ll put them there.

- Well, make yourself at home. - Thanks.

Nice place you’ve got. You weren’t exaggerating when you said it was big.

No.

It’s far too big for one person,

but...

Life, you know...

We were two when we bought it, and the idea was to become more.

So what happened?

She got pregnant by my brother.

Oh.

Add a few more swear words to that

and you have my reaction, too.

But...

I got the house.

And I got Bella and Brie.

Do you ever see each other,

you and your brother?

Only when we can’t avoid it.

Weddings, funerals, big birthdays...

And then we’re always very civil with each other.

I know all about tricky sibling relations,

so you don’t need to explain

- why you walked off from your sister. - Yes, but...

It’s not that bad with Kattis, so I shouldn’t complain, really.

But no one’s comparing.

I want... you to know that...

if you’ve been involved in things,

difficult things,

you don’t have to tell me.

I’ve also

had experiences

I don’t want to...

talk about.

Mommy!