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Heavenly Father, bless my family,

my children and my wife.

Bless this food and the strength You provide.

And forgive me for what I am about to do.

You know there is no other way out for me.

I've worked hard for what's mine.

I'm only human.

Please spare my wife, so our kids won't be all alone.

I hope You will understand me... and forgive me.

Thank you, Lord.

You know... It's a whole different world.

In Brazil, it's 18,000 dollars for a kilo.

In Mexico, it's 7,000.

They fleece you less in Colombia.

There, you pay 4,000 to 2,000 kronor... Sorry, dollars.

But for the best deal, go to Peru.

- To get a good deal? - Yeah, 8 or 9 grand for 10 kees.

Sweet...

As long as nothing goes wrong, by tomorrow we'll have 10 million.

Cash in hand!

God willing...

I can see him. That's him, over there.

There they are.

Push one bag over to me. You grab the other one.

- Check. Check! - Tough guy.

Hey, you said "checkmate" too late, then it doesn't count.

- You only said "check"! - Come on, it's checkmate.

But you said "check" and only saw it was checkmate later.

- How do we do this? - Follow the effing rules.

- You make up your own rules. - Can't blame me for trying...

We had agreed how to do it all. I wasn't going to reveal that I...

...that we had other plans.

Then, when it actually went down,

the opposite of what we expected happened.

Right there in front of my friends...

They realized... that I was the rat.

I can't remember it all, but we ended up in this car...

Then we turned into this narrow street,

and Mrado came running from an alley.

We ran smack into him.

I had a gun in my hand.

Mrado was lying there and it was like...

...like everything...

...was his fault.

I pulled the trigger.

EASY MONEY II

- Jorge, where are you? - I just reached Gothenburg.

What the hell are you doing there? You should have been here yesterday!

Our mother's dying! She's waiting for you!

- I'm sick of your excuses! - I'm on my way!

Paola... Damn it!

- Fuck. - Hey...

Keep an eye on the balcony. Anything fishy, I'll give you a look.

- Christ, Jorge... - If I'm not back in 15 minutes, just go.

What's going on? All you do is smoke, clean up!

What a mess! Bitch...

Someone's here to see you.

Hello, Jorge. How are you?

Get the old man out of the way, let him fuck the whore.

- All set? - Yeah. It went great.

- Ten kilos? - Yeah, in perfect shape.

- No damp, nothing. - No complications?

None at all.

- I need to call Radovan. - I'll go have a smoke.

Is it lit?

- Cool it, she's just a kid. - No, she's a cunt. A whore.

Shut up and work, that's what she's supposed to do.

Come around to the restaurant tomorrow, okay?

Johan Westlund, you've served three years now.

When Mrado Slovovic was transferred here, we were concerned.

We expected trouble...

But you forged a relationship.

You've shown great dedication with regard to rehabilitation.

Your leave schedule includes a meeting with someone called Axel Bolinder...

He's a potential investor.

A friend from college, Niklas Creutz, and I have a project.

So this Axel Bolinder might provide employment after prison?

You could put it that way...

We must be able to reach you by phone at all times.

And alcoholic beverages are strictly prohibited.

Well, that's it. Take these papers. Good luck.

Hello, Johan. How's my tax return coming along?

I found three deductions...

Amounts to 9,000.

- Five minutes. - I need at least 15!

Take it or leave it!

Nippe speaking... Hello, sport!

Could you hang on for sec?

Don't answer my work phone! How many times do I have to say it?!

- JW? - How are you, Nippe?

- Hi ya, sport! I'm fine. - What's up?

I'm at the new SATS gym. Some sneak preview...

Surrounded by Pilates balls and communists. I need to get in shape.

- How's the stomach? - Better...

Fuck LCHF, "LLHF" is the new black:

"Low Luck to High Fucking"...

About Bolinder... Where do we stand?

We're set. Just send me those last few files.

I'll take care of the prep work, you just show up.

As soon as he's signed, the deal is done.

- I know, but... - Send me the rest, and we're ready.

My granny had a saying: "A little class is the best lubricant."

So you have nothing to worry about.

It's in the bag. Take care, sport. Gotta go.

- Westlund residence... - Hi Mum, it's me, Johan.

I told you not to call.

I'll be having my first unsupervised leave soon...

- I was hoping... to see you. - I don't want to.

I'd pay for your tickets to Stockholm.

That's out of the question.

I don't want you to call us anymore.

Your dad and I have just picked up the pieces after your sister's funeral.

- Just a brief meeting? - Johan, please!

Can't you see, you destroyed us!

No more contact!

Your dad and I are trying to hold on.

Don't call us!

I love you.

- How much? - 600.

- Take it easy... - Bye.

- Listen, I can get the money... - Good. Move it.

- Guys, please, give me a break... - Get in the car.

Why is the Arab in the kitchen?

- He lost us two whores. - So what?

Our two best girls, Maya and Ivana.

Give me the gun.

They... they tricked me! They said...

You're sloppy, Mahmoud.

How do we do this, Mahmoud?

Tell me.

Want another chance?

Then what can you do for me?

Tell me, Mahmoud.

Will you pay me?

How much? 100 grand?

Sound good?

200 grand?

No. 300 thousand, Mahmoud.

I'll give you the weekend, okay?

Now beat it.

- Where are you? - I'm busy. What's up?

Hello, Mother...

- You're late, son. - Came as fast as I could.

- Where's Jamila? - Wait in there.

- Your brother's here. - Really? Where?

Hi!

You look like a princess.

- I'm so glad you're here. - Like I'd forget my sister's wedding!

You're beautiful! How does it feel?

Unreal. Well, I don't know...

- Won't it be nice to leave home? - Are you kidding?

I'll miss my room. Mom and Dad... You.

What's your husband like?

- He's awesome. He is! - Really?

Yes, he is! Don't worry...

I brought you a gift.

- Go ahead, open it... - Did you pick this out?

- Purple... - Do you like it?

What are you doing here? I told you not to come around here!

I came for her sake.

- You brought a gift? A bag of garbage! - Don't...

- I bet you stole it! - I can't stand this!

Everybody out.

One hour, Jorge...

You'd have made it while she was still alive if you came one hour earlier.

"My son?" she said...

She was waiting for you, you know.

I'll take this to remember her by.

Someone else will take it if I don't, so...

Right...

No! I don't want to!

- Just leave. - Let me take her.

Paola, you can't be serious?

I don't want those thugs anywhere near our daughter!

- Go get her! - Please! They won't stay long.

Damn it, he's wanted by the police! - I'm talking to her, not you.

I'm taking Emilia with me. We've had enough!

What the fuck?! I'll kick your teeth in!

- No!!! - Daddy will be right back!

You're a fine dad! Motherfucker!

Mommy! Where did Daddy go?

Get me the police...

How do you feel?

- Are you stoked? - Yeah...

Always something special about the first time, no matter what it is, right?

- No alcohol, right? - No drinking.

- Not even a beer? - Nope.

Want me to deliver your letter? Are you finished writing it?

A long time ago. The problem is that I don't dare send it.

I don't understand why that scares me.

People have tried to kill me.

I've been shot, stabbed...

But I've never been afraid before.

I'd go to bed at night and...

My conscience never bothered me.

But this little girl...

What should I do, JW?

I'm stuck in here.

End of story, my friend. This is what you're going to do:

You're going to go out there and show them!

- Where's my money? - You gave me two days.

- I can't talk now. - Two days to get it together.

I'm telling you I'm going to pay...

You'd better... or I'll gut you like a fish.

- You'll be one dead Arab! - I can't talk right now.

I can't come to the phone right now. Please leave a message.

It's me. Pick up, Nippe!

We've got to talk about the meeting. Call me.

"I'm hungry"...

- What's wrong with you? - Nothing.

Why are you so tense? Why are you ignoring your mother?

I'm not ignoring her.

You're at a wedding. You could have had a haircut and a shave.

- And dressed properly. - This is who I am, get over it!

- Look at the other guests. - What do I care?

- Your shoes are a disgrace. - What do you want from me?

Quit the father act if you don't want me as a son.

You're not my son, you're dirt.

- I'm dirt? - You're not my son.

What happened to you?

When I was a boy, you'd try to cheer me up.

And now I'm dirt.

- Why do you hate me? - I won't discuss this now, I have guests.

Hello.

I'm Johan Westlund, and I have an appointment with Axel Bolinder.

My business partner... He neglected to tell me the exact time.

Well, let's have a look...

I'm sorry, I don't see your name here.

Okay...

Then it must be in my partner's name, Niklas Creutz.

The appointment was yesterday.

What are you saying?

Niklas Creutz had an appointment to see Axel Bolinder yesterday.

No, there must be a mistake. Could you please call him?

- "Do you have a bone?" - Jorge?

- Jorge! - Here I come...

There's this car out front... Looks like cops.

- Fuck! - Go, or I'll get in trouble...

Shut up!

Victor! The cops are here!

Move it!

Run!

Hello, I'm Johan Westlund.

I apologise for getting you down here, but we had an appointment today.

I developed that software against high-frequency trading.

- Niklas Creutz is my partner... - You mean Nippe?

Nippe and I have closed the deal. We signed the contracts yesterday.

But Nippe stressed the fact that he was the sole owner of this project.

- Wait a minute... He said what? - I'm sure you heard me.

- I was supposed to get my money. - Shut up!

You promised, you know!

We can get 14 years in jail.

14 fucking years! So I can't stick around for the god damn money!

Hello, Mahmoud.

- Do you have a lighter? - Sure...

- What's going on? - What do you mean?

- You're stealing your sister's money. - Says who?!

- Shame on you. - Go away! Go!

- Shame on you! - Beat it!

Don't you ever learn? You're a worthless lowlife.

Jorge...

Fuck!!

Jorge...

Please help me.

My son will be left all alone...

Jorge!

- The TGIF special... - Excuse me.

Not out here.

- You look stressed. - Three years...

I worked on it for three years.

Around the clock for three years.

You didn't do a damn thing, I gave you 50 % for your business cred.

Yet you put a knife in my back!

I see... You planned this right from the start, didn't you?

You knew all along you were going to screw me over.

Do you expect me to walk away?

I'll take you to court, sue the crap out of you!

You, sue me?

- JW? - You can bet on it.

Who would believe you? A convicted drug runner.

Who even gunned people down...

Want to beat me up? How many years will that get you?

Three? Five?

You're all washed up.

What you want, can't be bought. Class, that's what this is about.

Class is something you're born with. Something you live and breathe.

It's in your eyes. And you have your dad's eyes...

While I have my dad's.

So, please excuse me, I have guests to attend to.

- Cheers... - To us!

I'd like to propose a toast to Nippe, who just closed a great deal.

Do you know about it?

Have you told them?

- Huh? - No!

It's a brilliant idea.

A product for the stock exchange, for flash trading, it's sweet!

It's... a thing of beauty.

There's just one hitch.

It wasn't your product.

Nippe sold my idea.

Didn't you, Nippe?

You, who have so much...

You took the only thing I had.

But that's not surprising.

You've spent your whole life riding on your dad's coattails.

Not an unusual characteristic in this company...

- Pull yourself together. - Really? Sit down!

You wanted to show Daddy you achieved something.

Earn his respect.

With a project of your own.

- I'll tell you when it's enough! - JW, time to go.

The thing is, you have no fucking idea

what it means to work hard at anything!

- You're making a fool of yourself! - You don't have a fucking clue!

What it's like to work like a dog and be shunned by family and friends!

Rolando?

Johan?

I didn't know you were out.

Four months now.

Time off for good behavior...

I'm working with Nippe, my old college friend.

We have this project...

I developed it, while I was in prison. Software for trading...

We just found a venture capitalist, and it's looking very promising.

I think it has huge potential.

The last time I saw you was at the prison gates.

Do you know what I realized?

The boy I loved,

the good guy who helped me see the whole world in a different light...

He didn't exist. It was all a lie, Johan.

I've got to go.

Phone call for you...

JW, how'd it go?

Are we millionaires?

There never was a way back.

- Don't know why I thought there was... - What are you talking about?

Remember when you told me...

...that people will always put themselves and money first?

- You were right. - Let's talk when you get back.

You are coming back, aren't you?

I can't spend another day inside.

If you do that,

you pass the point of no return.

Take me with you.

I know where to get a shitload of money.

There's this guy who works for Radovan,

Misha, Radovan's "accountant".

He keeps a low profile.

Takes good care of his modest home. Mows the lawn...

Avoids banging the neighbor's wife. He's as slippery as an eel.

Back in the day, I dropped the cash off with Misha.

He ran it through the system and out it came, white as snow...

Prostitution, protection rackets,

the rich kids and their blow... Misha laundered money 24/7.

Radovan loves his little cash whore.

But there's one thing Radovan doesn't know about...

Misha's a gambler.

He thinks he's smart, untouchable.

But at the racetrack, no one knows who you are.

That's where we get him.

He's our ticket out of here.

Lovisa is dead!

Lovisa! Lovisa!

Lovisa, my angel! Lovisa, where are you?

- You should call that dude's family. - Why?

He's got two kids, that's why.

I offered him in on a job and he said yes.

These things happen.

Look at what you've become. Look at yourself...

There's always a risk involved. I'm not calling anybody.

You and I have bigger problems.

We don't have the drugs.

This is what we're going to do: We'll go see them...

They'll ask where the merchandise is.

We'll ask to see the money first.

Once they do...

We'll whip out our guns and take everything.

You're absolutely crazy.

- Look at you! - Look at you! No balls.

- I work hard, for my family. - Really...

What do you think will happen to them?

What kind of a future do you have?

You think your son won't do drugs like everyone else?

Your son is 13, what's in his future?

He'll turn out like us!

- Look at you... - What's so great about you?

- I work... - Shove it! Who cares about family?

You're either with me, or against me.

Got that, pal? What's it going to be?

Bloody whore!

Get over here! I'll show you who's boss, you fucking whore!

Now get up!

Remember how we talked about this, when we were kids?

- What are you talking about? - About pulling off the big one.

And this is it, okay?

- Let's go. - Right.

Let's check it out...

- Looks like good shit, Jorge. - I told you so.

Cheers...

Jorge... Good shit.

The little guy bothers me, something about him I don't like.

- Are they for real? - We're here to do business.

Get the money.

Jorge...

- Want to have a hit? - Sure...

- Hungry? - Yeah...

Let me out!

- What a hand, bro. - You should see mine.

Let's pull out.

- We don't stand a chance. - Shut up...

- You're out of your mind! - Shut up.

- So what do you got? - I've got a bad feeling about this.

As soon as we see the money, we'll pull out our pieces and do it.

- Three cards. - Let's get out of here.

- Cool it! - I have a bad feeling...

- What's up? - Don't worry, it's personal.

Hey, Čedo! They're jabbering in Spanish.

- What's up? - Something's fishy.

Stick to Swedish, you guys.

- What's taking so long? - Cool it, we're ready for them.

So, show me your hand.

- What the fuck?! - Cool it!

Cool it! What's wrong with you?!

We're here to do business, so let's do it.

- Let me check the bag. - Is this how you do business?

What's this?

Where's the blow?

- You trying to screw us? - Easy, we can figure something...

- Were you going to screw Radovan? - Easy, I'm not packing any heat.

Get him over here.

Let me go! Jorge!

Jorge!

Where's the blow, you motherfucker?!

- Pull your gun, Jorge! - Where's the blow?

Where's the god damn blow?

Look at your buddy...

- The gun! - Where's the blow?

Where's the blow?! Look at your buddy. Where is it?

For the last time, where's the blow?

- Fuck you! - Don't mess with us!

- There is no blow, I tell you! - Nobody screws Radovan!

Rolando! No! You motherfucker!

I'm going to fuck you over!!

You're dead meat! You cocksuckers!

Do you hear me?!

- Get him over here. - Rolando! - You cocksuckers!

Get him over here.

- On your knees! - You motherfucker!

Let me out!

- Give us the stuff! - I already told you, you idiot!

There is no blow. Are you deaf?

There is no fucking stuff...

Go back!

Go back inside!

Hey, whore...

Get the hell out!

Not so tough now, are you?! Asshole!

Excuse me, is Surgery over there?

Let's go!

Radovan... that little bastard, Jorge, took off with the money.

How the hell did you know where they'd take you?

Routine procedure, my friend. This country is built on habits.

Everything is routine.

Their fucking routine got us here.

And you know, I love routines.

They always have a weak spot.

You just grab the opportunities!

Freedom!

We did it!

- Feel that breeze? - I sure do...

For three years now it's been: "Time to go to bed. Time to crap."

"Time to eat."

That's over now. Over and done with, my friend.

- About a hundred. - You said I had one more day...

Do you know Jorge?

Jorge Salinas is back in town.

Mahmoud, you're going to help us find out where he is.

Got that?

No problem...

You're going to snuff him out.

Do it, and we'll wipe the slate clean.

I've known Jorge since we were kids...

If you want my respect, you need to earn my trust.

All my men have sacrificed something.

Now it's your turn to make a sacrifice.

When he's done his duty, snuff him out.

Paola... I heard about your mother. My condolences.

Is Jorge here?

Where is he?

Do you know if he's staying at your mother's place?

I have no idea. But he has the keys.

Thank you for the flowers.

- Mahmoud! - Where's the money?!

- What are you talking about? - Your sister's money.

- You ruined her wedding! - It wasn't him!

There were witnesses! Nadira saw you!

Nadira's blind from all that plastic surgery!

- You've disgraced our family. - Forget it, he'll never change.

I left my country, my home...

Stop it with the guilt trips!

- You chose to emigrate! - For my children's sake!

For you to be safe, live in peace.

But you run with Serbian gangster trash!

- At least they appreciate me! - You're so blind, they're using you!

You should talk! You just wag your tail whenever a Swede...

Are you calling me a dog?

Daddy?

He's right. I took your money. I'm a thief and a liar.

Are you happy now? - Are you?

So, are you happy now? Say it!

Beat it, I don't need any of you.

- There... - That's it.

Hand me the Uzi...

Feel that?

Something like this makes you so powerful.

- I don't think I can do it. - What's the matter?

I can't go through with this. It's just not me. I can't do it.

It's you, all right.

What did you say over the phone?

"There's no going back" You have to go all the way...

No in-betweens.

- This isn't who I am. - Yes, it is!

Besides, you owe me!

Look at what happened to me.

We can do this.

I can't come to the phone right now, please leave a message...

Hello, Mother...

It's me.

I...

I just called...

...to ask you...

Mama, I've done so many terrible things.

Stealing, lying, killing...

And I've turned my back on the people who love me.

Now I'm all alone...

I'm so sorry I didn't get to you in time.

I've been so selfish.

I'm really sorry.

I want you to know that I love you, Mama.

That's all...

Take care. Bye...

Shit, Ratko... I don't know if I can do this.

I've known Jorge all my life, I can't just k...

- Hey! - Jorge... I heard you were back.

- I heard you were back in town. - So what do you want?

I'm in trouble, I need to talk to you. There's no one else I can turn to.

- I don't have the time. - It's raining, man...

Two minutes.

All right, come on up.

- What the hell is going on? - You didn't say she was here!

- What's going on? We've known... - Why didn't you tell me?

My sister's grave...

Please, we don't have time for this.

My parents finally had her officially declared dead.

She's not in there.

She went missing...

...more than seven years ago.

Come on, we don't have time for this.

We used to talk every day.

Daily, for two whole years...

Then she stopped calling.

It was like something...

...went away when she disappeared.

The good part of me.

If I accept that she's dead...

...then it's like only the bad me is left.

A man will meet up with us in Malmö...

He'll hand over our new passports.

We'll take the midnight boat to Germany.

Then you'll go your way, and I'll go mine. Okay?

What are your plans?

I'm going to Serbia.

I'll buy a small place up in the mountains.

And just take it easy.

Maybe I'll come and visit.

That's not a good idea, JW.

This is the end of the line for us.

Who would have thought this about that fucking Muslim?

How long have you worked for me?

Five or six years.

You've messed up a few times...

But you've proved you're loyal.

Radovan, I...

- I really like working for you. - Good.

We have to give him more work, he deserves it.

What does that mean?

It says "Bashir", that's my father's name.

Why tattoo your dad's name?

Don't you have a girlfriend?

My dad was a freedom fighter back in the old country.

They put him in prison, tortured him...

I looked up to him when I was a boy.

Now he's like some dog, obeying the commands of the Swedes.

Not only your dad, that happens to lots of Serbs, too.

War heroes who now clean the toilets of the Swedes.

Mahmoud, what you did for me today, I will never forget.

As of today...

...you belong to my family.

Good.

No smoking in here.

Misha? The money's back.

Listen to me... A drop is on the way.

Here he comes.

Remember, he doesn't know you.

Bye.

Take Mahmoud to Misha Bladman.

Let him see the process, teach him how it's done.

Get out!

- Get out! - What's going on?

What the hell...?!

Remember me, Misha?

I'm here for Radovan's money.

Either you make this easy or you make this hard, it's all up to you.

I don't have any money.

Last chance...

The pantry in the kitchen.

The key is... in the fan.

The combination: right 22, left 28...

Right 26, right 28.

I can't take your call...

What the...?

Mahmoud?

JW...

Fuck!

Listen, JW...

I've got to get to Gnesta.

Take me there. Now.

My daughter is there... Lovisa.

I have to see her.

I have to give her this.

Let's go.

Please hurry...

I think this is the place.

This is it.

- Want me to help you? - I can't do it...

She can't see me like this.

Give her my letter.

Excuse me... Hello.

I have a letter for Lovisa Slovovic.

Sorry, she doesn't live here anymore.

There were some problems, so she was moved to another foster home.

She's not here.

Could you pass this on, see that she gets it?

- I can't help you. - Please!

Everything go well?

Yeah.

Good...

I gave her the letter.

Said: "It's from your daddy."

And she brightened up...

Looked so happy.

Was she pretty?

We've got to get you to the hospital.

You're dying. I'll take you there and come back for you later.

You've grown...

Aren't you cold?

You're in good hands here...

You're going to be just fine.

Daddy knows...

Fine... It's good.

Daddy has to go now.

But there's something I want to show you...

I can't go on...

I can't...

There's no time...

Take care.

Daddy will always be by your side in some way.

Mrado?

Mrado!

Daddy's little angel,

By the time you read this, I'll be far away.

But no matter where I am, I'll be watching over you.

Remember me, my angel. Please, just for the good things,

though I know there weren't that many of them.

If I could turn back time,

I would do things so differently.

I would never let a day go by without telling you how much I love you.

I was too greedy, I didn't see what was truly important.

Forgive me, my angel. Forgive your father.

I ask you to forgive me...

Unless you do, you can never be free to move on.

You were pure and innocent, the one good thing in my life.

Somewhere up there, I will always be proud of you.

Look skyward and I will smile down at you.

Wherever you go, my spirit will follow.

Love, Daddy

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