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Fuck!

You've had enough?

Calm down!

What the hell is wrong with you? Did you at least find anything?

Send the report to me, I'll adjust it.

Of course.

Hey... you doubt me? - Why would I?

That's a bad attitude you got. - Are you coming tonight?

Of course I'm coming.

Hey.

We're holding her for shoplifting,

resisting arrest and assault to a public officer.

She bit my colleague's hand.

30-20, releasing the subject. Over and out.

Here's the full report.

Go with him. Good luck. - Bye.

Thanks for dinner, Daniela. - You're welcome.

And now dessert. Apple pie. - Damn!

How do you tie this thing up?

I suppose you want an after-dinner drink.

Not tonight, I'll have a smoke.

I'd like too. - Would you? Go ahead.

How about a little help? - Rolle...

1... 2... 3... let's try my new shoes.

He's too shy!

I'm not shy! - I lead, move your hips.

Look! No, I got it!

You're making me dizzy!

May I have a cigarette? - How polite!

Here's a tip: don't make it a habit.

You did. - That's why I'm telling you.

Will you take care of my lighter? - Of course.

What? - He'll be out in a few weeks.

I'll take care of it, trust me. - How? I want to know.

Can't we just enjoy this moment when everything's alright?

Is it? I need you here and so does she.

Not now. - If not now, when?

Not now, ok?!

She has a 70% of absence, it's me they call!

It's no big deal. - It isn't?

Why do you keep pretending when Ruda's here?

Whipping that cream like we're a normal family!

We're a goddamn family!

Look how much fun we have. And now...

...she turns her back to him.

This is very tough for Rolle. - You live in a fucking motel!

Same old...

Love has the tendency to make people small.

Don't be too hard on your parents.

Right... dessert.

Mom, I'm going out. - We're not done yet!

Fine but call me later. - See you.

Ok, sit down. - No, it's time for me to go home.

You just got here. - I have an early meeting tomorrow.

So there is something! You never tell me anything!

Can't an old man just go home and rest?

Just go then.

If you won't talk to me, you may as well leave.

Easy... - There you go.

Goodnight, old geezer.

Sorry...

Maybe I was wrong but...

I just think we shouldn't discuss it in front of them.

Yes, I know... we shouldn't.

What are you doing? - Shaving my butt crack.

Why?

'Cause you like it.

Did I tell you that? - I've noticed.

Roland! - Yes!

Open up!

I'm coming!

"Six in the morning,

police at my door."

"Fresh Adidas squeak

across the bathroom."

What...

You didn't hear it...

I tried to call you but...

Yes, it's him.

Come. - No...

We have to do it. - I don't want to.

I don't want to. - Let's go.

I don't wanna! You hear me?! - Fine.

A railroad worker found him, he probably died around midnight.

No witnesses.

Hi.

What is it, Rolle?

What happened?

Who might have...

I mean... he'd been out

of the action for years.

He participated in a raid we did. He insisted on being there.

I need your help, Marianne.

Any idea who might have wanted him dead? Did he feel threatened?

You gotta promise me something. - What?

That you won't talk to anyone.

Special Investigation Unit will be here, they'll dig in Yngve's life.

It's important you don't say anything, speak only to me.

I'm gonna find whoever did it, I promise.

Gross!

CHIEF OF POLICE MURDERED LAST NIGHT

What's wrong?

Vida? Hello?

SIU will be here in about 3 hours.

He left you at 8,30 and got shot at

about midnight. We have a 3 hours gap.

What did Marianne say? Roland, are you with us?

Did she know anything?

Techs have his cellphone, maybe they'll recover something.

Frank can fix it. - Frank... is he still around?

Our savings are gone.

It was several hundred thousands! Ruda must have burned it!

Questions? - Who's Frank?

Frank's not here.

Nobody went in. - Good job.

Could you turn that off? - I'm talking to my boss.

Hey... - Sorry.

What's "Lill-Bobs"?

He named his informants after his records collection.

Doesn't he have any Eddie Manduza? Crappy music taste...

I also do something like that.

I name informants after old AIK

players. Leback, Kurre, Baxter...

I don't wanna know. - The two brothers, Yngve and B�rje.

I don't wanna know! - Come on, we're in confidence.

I'm not supposed to know the names of your sources.

He's not picking up.

Roland Hessel. Leave a message.

Hey, it's me.

Vida knows, she's here with me.

Can you come over? We're at work.

I need a favor, there's someone I have to meet.

Someone you put in contact with him.

It doesn't work like that.

I'd never ask you but.. it's about Ruda.

It won't work.

I gotta go through all his damn papers.

We'll do it tomorrow, go to your family.

I also need his cellphone. - Let technicians do their job.

Who's that?

You know her?

Roland Hassel? Fatima Nidal, SIU.

I'm sorry about your loss, I understand you were very close.

You must be Thomas Meyer. - Maybe.

I'm in charge of Ruda's case.

I need to speak with everyone in Triton, Ruda's unit.

Unfortunately, we know nothing.

I heard you had dinner with Ruda last night.

I did.

Did he say where he was going next? - Home.

You were one of the first on the scene, do you have any theories?

A settling of scores perhaps?

With all due respect, we just lost a close friend.

This can wait a little while.

Family. We'll talk later.

I'm on my way. - Tell the bitch you gotta run home.

We're gonna have to talk.

I'm going home, call if anything comes up.

You have one for me?

Piss off.

I know...

I know it's wrong but I need help.

Frank...

What happened? - I don't know.

What do you know? - Nothing, we're working on it.

I'll fetch a few things and

be right home. Get in the car.

Are you ok?

What do you think? My last words to him were "go to hell".

Can you manage this?

I don't know, I feel like getting drunk.

Can you manage this?? - Yes, I can.

Good... because we need you.

How you're feeling? - I'm ok, and you?

He loved us.

I know.

Hello?

Just this once, Hassel. - Ok, thank you.

Go to the Cafe 88. - Who's Lill-Bobs?

You'll know him.

Mikkula. - Alright. Thanks.

Are you cold?

I'll be right back. - Hurry up.

"Vida loca"... how's going? - I'm sorry you have to babysit me.

I'm not your babysitter. I'm your warden, you little thief.

How much to play?

I thought a flush was enough! Look at this!

Shitty game!

Did you hear what I said? What's important is medicine supply.

May I? - Of course, 100 to play.

Gratis.

Fuck... is it you?! - What?

I know you! - What are you talking about?

You're Sammy's friend, aren't you? Sammy Kahlo from Tensta.

The one with the yellow Audi, lives in �ster?ker.

I know no fucking Sammy.

Of course it's you! Micke... Michael...

Mikkola! You know what they say about you?

I know what they say... that my dick is this long!

Is that so? Your boyfriend must be very happy.

I heard something different. - And what the fuck did you hear?

That you're a snitch, one who can't keep his mouth shut.

And I know it's true.

You're wondering how do I know?

Because you'll soon be squealing for me.

Stay in the car.

Lucho!

Lucho!

Piece of shit!

Are you ok?

Are you ok? - I'm fine.

It went smooth.

You're going home now. Will you take her?

Hassel...

What is it? - Can I come in?

It looks beautiful from above.

We need a warrant for Petri Mikkola. - Yes?

I think he was Ruda's informant. - Why a warrant?

'Cause he's hiding. Didn't you wanna cooperate?

What was Ruda's doing out there that night?

Mikkola is the only one who can answer.

Let me be the judge of that.

Put out an APB and I'll arrest him.

You and Ruda were practically family.

If anyone knows what he was up to, it must be you.

Thanks.

Yes, I should know... but I don't.

3 years ago, Ruda and two other high

officers were accused of taking bribes.

Suspected of planting evidence and using unauthorized informants.

He was acquitted.

Ruda could have had a brilliant career...

...but he chose to stay on the streets and use his own methods.

I know about the problems under Ruda's

command, all the reports of unnecessary violence.

Meyer's got 9, Palm 6... and you, Hassel... how many you have?

I don't know.

He made himself one too many enemies.

Ok, we were on the edge... it was necessary!

Maybe even over the edge but we got results!

If I catch you destroying evidence, you're out.

Do what you got to do, I don't have time to argue.

I'll give you your warrant, you go

back to do your job... investigate.

Bingo!

Ruda's other cellphone. - Good.