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Executive Protection

Shit!

There have been no deliverance of raw material for two weeks.

No power!

- Probably switched off last night... - A quarter past two.

How do you know?

- And where is the rest? - On the sicklist.

What did the police say?

There isn't much they can do.

I looked through the figures yesterday.

If we close down now we'll have no loss.

Torbjorn, in 20 minutes, we have a meeting with Nikolaus Lehman.

- What have you told him? - The truth!

That we have problems with local gangsters.

We do security all over Europe now.

I've worked for over 200 companies

mostly in the eastern block and Germany.

I've been in the security business for ten years

before that I worked for the STASI-

and before that I was a police officer in Berlin, so I can truly say-

I know this world, the problems in Eastern Europe.

- This gangster... - His name, please.

Peter Kolk. Peter Kolk.

He wants 40 per cent of the factory's profits to stop the harassment.

Local tax he calls it. That's the name for it now.

Is that him?

Yes, that's him.

Do you know how to reach him?

He's coming here tonight to get his payment.

Well, OK, if you decide to hire me,

I'll negotiate for you- take care of all your problems.

OK.

What will it cost us? For a full security package...

20 percent of your profit.

That's normal fee in the eastern block.

We're talking about a lot of money here.

We're also talking a lot of security.

OK, you're hired.

- Where did he go? - What?

Lehman...

What the hell?

What the fuck? What are they doing?

What the hell...

Okay, go!

Police headquarters, Gothenburg.

Johan!

I knew I'd find you here.

The paperwork's driving me crazy.

- Your verdict is here. - About time... What is it?

I don't know, but we're summoned to Little Mother.

Escaping from your detention guard isn't illegal...

- but you broke a safetypane... - I've paid for that already.

The punishment however, a fine only, is due to your unlawful detention of...

...the police officers... Steen and Martinsson.

...with their own handcuffs.

I made my moves to catch a killer.

Isn't that what the police are supposed to do?

You made them to get out of a situation caused by yourself.

If that's police work to you, I'd like to know something-

before deciding what's going to happen to you.

Would you do the same thing again, if you ended up in a similar situation?

Without hesitating... yes.

I've heard that it's hard to work with you.

You don't listen, you don't brief your colleagues about the job.

Isn't it the result that counts?

You don't seem to understand what your attitude will lead to in the end.

No, what?

To Fascism, a lawless country.

You, fucker!

Hold him!

- Paperwork still. Fuck! - I'm sorry.

- You knew I'd be decapitated... - Learn to speak their language!

I thought we spoke the same. That was enough for me.

- You don't see what I mean. - No, but... what?

You don't listen.

You don't brief your colleagues. And it is hard to work with you.

- So it was you... - Yes, it was.

Couldn't you have told me instead?

NINA AND HELEN LIVE HERE, WELCOME

Our beloved Nils Persson

- How old was he? - 76

Was he your dad?

No, he was more of a replacement dad, so to speak.

A good one... But where are your parents, then?

Well, you know... I was so young when they died,

that I hardly remember them.

The day after tomorrow mom and I will come to your place.

Right.

Don't do anything, without asking granny first.

No, I won't.

I'm looking forward to meeting your friends from childhood.

- Hi. - Hi, Johan.

- How are you? - I'm fine, thanks.

I'm glad you could make it. Well... I liked your old man, you know.

I know.

You know Torbjorn and Lisbeth.

- Hi. - Hi, Johan.

- Helen. - Sven Persson. Welcome.

This is Jeanette, my wife.

- Hi, Johan. - Hi.

Well, let's go inside.

I didn't think you attended funerals.

- How did he die? - It was the heart.

Family trait.

Excuse me...

What about him?

The problems in Estonia killed him.

- What? - Well... Nils.

Well, no... Let's fill them up.

What happened in Estonia?

I think it's... so special.

- Are you and Johan married? - No.

Do you know Johan well?

Well, I hope so.

He was engaged to my sister Maria.

Didn't he tell you? They were very much in love once.

- You mean, she who... ...died.

Would you like anything else? Another cup?

Did you hear about the hit-and-run?

Yes, some...

Maria was only 19, when she was hit by a car.

She was nine months pregnant,

and when Johan found her in the ditch-

the driver was gone and she was dead.

A few days later he left for the police academy.

He didn't come to Maria's funeral.

- Do you know why he didn't? - No, I don't.

It must be the first time he's back here.

- What was his name again? - Nikolaus Lehman.

- What happened? - Well, Sven is so fucking stubborn.

Yes, but what happened in Estonia?

Well... you know... We ended up in an awful mess.

- And Lehman, who is that? - A German security guy.

Sven asked him to fuck off and then...

During the funeral someone broke into the office.

This is insane. Who could have done this?

Is that your grandpa?

And my old man...

I haven't got the negatives of these photos.

What's this, Sven?

This Nikolaus Lehman, who is he?

Hi, I didn't want to disturb you, until the police arrived.

That's good, Gunnar.

When did you discover it?

- Johan, right? - Yes.

I noticed the break-in three hours ago, I phoned the police right away.

- Have you found anything? - No sign of a break-in.

The alarm didn't come off. You must have forgotten to lock up.

The alarm was definitely set.

No sign of anything being forced!

If Gunnar says it was locked and the alarm set, it was!

Make a list of what's missing and broken.

Or the insurance company?

Yes, so what?

10-54. a wife-beating in Jonstorp!

And the police? What will you do?

Well, we're done here.

Hey, wait! I'd like to have a word with you.

- What do you want? - This isn't an ordinary break-in!

Don't write "no results" the first thing you do back at the station.

We can't confirm the break-in...

no forced entry, the computers are here.

Exactly, and what does that tell you?

It's obviously an indication, or some kind of threat, right?

10-24, come in!

Hell, Falk! 10-24 here, over.

Are we supposed to speculate about some broken glass-

when some fucker is beating his wife?

Our car is supposed to cover 9,000 square kilometers out there.

10-24 here, we'll take the wife-beating.

What do you expect? Bostrom!

No result, then?

Hell, Falk, what do you think?

Why haven't you told me about all this people?

And Jeanette? Why didn't you tell me about her?

Don't hide things from me! You never tell, you just disappear!

I need your help - there's a Nikolaus Lehman...

- What was his name again? - Nikolaus Lehman.

German. Can you run a check on him?

Why? Did he make the break-in?

I don't know, maybe...

I won't get permission to contact the German police-

if I haven't got something substantial.

Johan!

Nothing will happen with the report to the police. Nothing!

...discuss the stocks, it's reasonable considering the circumstances.

- What's this all about? - My client, Nikolaus Lehman...

...noticed that you haven't paid your monthly payment.

So he asked me to tell you that, if you're out of cash-

you can pay with your company's stocks, so if you transfer 20 percent...

I've heard enough. We're not out of cash.

It's not a question of inability to pay. I want you to leave.

OK.

If you change your mind, I'll be at the hotel.

Get out of here!

I can't sleep.

Are you still awake, honey?

- May I sleep in your bed? - Of course.

Dad'll just lock up the doors. I'll read you a story...

Okay, get inside!

Mom...

Good morning, the eight o'clock news...

There he is. Just sitting. Well, that's all he can do.

Have you got grease-proof paper?

What are you doing?

I'm gonna call a colleague in Stockholm.

Why?

Maybe I can work with crime of violence there.

- Stockholm... - Yeah...

I'm fed up with sorting out bicycles!

I wouldn't work for a company that doesn't want me.

So, do you have grease-proof paper?

It's me, Sven. I'm sorry to bother you like this.

- But I'd like to meet with you. - What's up?

Let's meet.

Look, they're great!

Did he just leave like that?

Hi. Maria is asleep.

Maria?

She's called Maria... after my sister.

What's up?

Well... You asked me about a certain Nikolaus Lehman.

Well... it was a mere business deal.

Lehman would vouch for the security at the Estonian mill-

and get 20 percent of its profit, which is normal in the east.

But "taking care of the blackmailers"...

...meant killing them all.

It was awful and I couldn't accept that, so...

Back in Sweden, we cancelled the contract with Lehman.

And we had the break-in at the office!

Then he sent a lawyer from Stockholm who tried to urge us to pay.

But it was no longer 20 percent of the Estonian mill's profit.

It was 20 percent of the whole parent company.

To be paid by midnight tonight.

I kicked out the fucker.

And last night... we woke up from the sound of an axe-

hitting the bedroom wall.

Have you contacted the police? Yes, they arrived four hours later.

They looked through the house,

saw no signs of a break-in, so they left.

Shit!

Johan, right now... there's only...

You're the only one we trust. You must help us.

I'm sorry, I don't know what I could do for you.

I'm a cop. I can't work on the side.

So what are we going to do? Johan, you're all we've got!

If it's money, we can pay...

Hell, no!

There must be something you can do.

There are people for these things.

I can get you in touch with someone who can help you. That's all I can do.

Why should we trust this security company in particular?

What the hell?

Shit!

In here...

Hello, "Falcon". Made up your mind yet? Do you accept my offer?

No, I don't sell myself, like some do...

No, you never liked "stupid rent a cops".

- Jeanette Nordstrom. - Persson...

- Sven Persson. - Hi.

Martensson. - So this is little Maria?

I've summoned all of the staff.

2-23 here.

I'll show you the premises.

And these are our detectives.

- Your former colleagues. - So you know them.

These are... or were... some of the best detectives in town.

Falk, hi.

- Hi. Carl. - Sven.

- Hi. - Jeanette.

And what's your name?

- Long time, no see... - So you're here now.

We've prepared a room for you. Just tell us if you need anything else.

- Good, I'll put Maria to bed. - Yes, do so, I'm coming soon.

You have our protection as long as you're our employer.

Unlike the police we don't wait for

a crime to happen before we act.

We want to be able to live at home.

My vice-president, Pernilla...

Hello. Pernilla. Sven Persson.

- Welcome. - Thanks.

My assistant is preparing a contract-

saying you must follow our instructions.

For the safety of all! That's routine in these matters.

And we would like an agreement on the financial question, so that-

we can check Nikolaus Lehman this very night.

We should be able to negotiate with him. To pay a once-for-all sum...

Well, one more thing. I want Johan in on it, too.

Of course. That's okay with me.

We need someone we can trust 100 percent.

What about your chief accountant? Any problems?

Not that I know of, but I've tried to reach him all day, in vain...

We'll send a car. Wolf Cape, right? I know Torbjorn, I could check...

If you lend me a car. Sure, of course.

I thought we'd concentrate on quality, not second rate detectives.

Have you seen him in action?

- No. - Exactly!

- He's very very good, you know. - I've heard he's no teamplayer.

Actually, I've offered him a job.

Oh, yeah? What did he say?

Nothing, so far. I think he's considering it.

- What the hell are you doing? - What?

You disappear and stay out all night!

You're crazy! What the hell...

Nina and I thought you'd be back soon. We fell asleep on the couch.

You've got a visitor.

Alright, let's see if we can find it.

- Is it this one? - No.

It's not? Ok, I'll try again.

Hi.

Hi. I'm Nikolaus Lehman,

head of security for Sven Persson.

- This one? - No.

One more time?

Nina, can you go out for a while?

Here. You try it. Bye, bye.

I'm sorry to disturb you here in your home-

but you've met with Mr. Persson and his wife recently, haven't you?

I've tried to reach them.

- Do you know where they are? - No.

You're lying.

- Would you like some cookies? - Oh, thank you.

- Your English is much better than mine. - Thank you.

Leave us alone.

Sven Persson owes me for my services and now he's hiding from me.

He's willing to pay you a once-for-all sum for the job in Estonia.

No way.

- I would not yield an inch. - Why not?

- Why not? Because I have to pay people. - Who?

Listen. One of my men was shot in the leg. He had to have it amputated.

And it's my responsibility to the family now to provide for them. I pay his pension

If Sven Persson does not give me the 20 per cent of his company-

I will find a way so he does.

How did you get my address? I'm not in the book.

Your whole beautiful country is like an open book.

You just have to call the authorities and they tell you everything.

Do you enjoy looking for stolen bicycles, Mr. Falk?

We lost you a couple of blocks from the playground. Where did you take them?

Why should I tell you that?

Because otherwise you start something that you do not master.

- What do I start? - There's a very good Swedish saying:

He who joins the game must take the consequences of the game.

What was that all about?

- I've got to go away for a while. - What?

If you leave now... I wonder if it's not all over.

What?

Right! Come, Nina! Come...

- I've got mail. - Oh, yeah?

Your behavior made the most promising detective I've ever met-

give notice...

one, two, three...

Bye. - That was my contact at "Bundeskriminalamt".

Nikolaus Lehman was one of the younger top men at STASI.

Now there are indications that he's gone over to the other side.

The criminal side. - One calling Two, over.

- Two here, over. - ETA in three minutes.

The premises are secure. We've found how they got passed the alarm.

They made a hole in the roof, and could come and go at their ease-

but we're fixing that now.

- Mom, let's go and see the horses. - Yes, come on!

After lunch we'll explain everything we've done.

There are better alarms and locks on the doors and the windows now.

And we've put security film on the panes.

So, what's he paying for all this?

Security installations and protection, 800,000crowns. That's wholesale!

I want good advertising towards industrial Sweden.

I found Carl at the police academy. He's very good.

And Pernilla? Well Pernilla...

She's had her wings clipped. The daughter of a diplomat.

When she was twelve,

she saw her father murdered by Fascists, in Spain.

But the killers were never caught,

so she has no reliance on the police.

Elisabeth in my class is envious of me and my horse.

Why don't you tell her to come and ride with you?

Five to Three, check behind you.

ID, please!

Carl Hoglund, Security Service Inc.

The vigilance committee of Wolf Cape. Borjesson...

- Oh? - What's this?

Don't touch anything!

We do surveillance here, since there are no police.

We saw several cars. What's happened?

From now on we're in charge of the surveillance here.

- We can help... - No thanks.

- Didn't the police secure fingerprints? - No.

Of course the police can't do anything-

when the closest police station is about 50 miles away...

And this is not on the fringe of the country!

This is funny... That station is unattended at night-

but there's a door with a camera outside, and if you are attacked-

you must run to the camera and explain what's happened.

They'll open with a remote control from Gothenburg-

and then you may go inside.

Sven, a fax!

Change - new stockholders.

I phoned the stockbroker to hear what was wrong - nothing was...

- What's happened? - Torbjorn has sold his stocks.

- To whom? - Clothing Design in Lulea.

- What's that? - A textile company.

Listed on the stock exchange. But too small to buy his stocks...

- But how come Torbjorn owns... - Options!

After 15 years he owns 35 percent,

I own 40 percent and the Exchange 25.

- Yes, and when did he sell? - Yesterday.

We've got to talk.

- Johan works with us. - I see.

Did you sell your stocks to a company, Clothing Design in Lulea?

- Is that so? - Yeah, I did.

- For how much? - That's between...

How much?

You sold the third of a company,

worth several millions- for 100,000 crowns!

Do you understand what you've done?

You've brought gangsters into my family business!

I believe you or your family were threatened to sell. Is that so?

Is that so?

No... no, that's wrong.

Do you want protection?

No, but I want you to leave now.

Falk.

Martensson here,

we've got information about the Lulea company.

You'd better come here right away.

One month ago the Lulea company acquired a new board of directors.

Jurgen Brandt and Wolfgang Muller.

I've checked with friends at the police and at the tax authorities.

Muller and Brandt are ordinary businessmen - on paper...

But this came by express 20 minutes ago.

Muller and Brandt will according to the law of the joint-stock companies-

have a meeting to exchange the board and you as president.

They need 51 percent, they only have Torbjorn's 35.

The Lulea company is buying up all our remaining stocks at the Exchange.

- How can they afford that? - By emptying other companies...

Look at this! Muller and Brandt are on the board of...

Well, you can read for yourself.

- Quite many companies! - Yes, and they aren't small.

I've met with many initiated people, chiefs for Interpol, Europol-

and the Swedish counter-intelligence.

And I'm beginning to lack faith in our legal system.

Ordinary crimes... the police have no problem to handle that.

But this new type, the calculated business crimes...

People who are as methodical and clever- as any first-rate executive around.

But the law doesn't apply to them. They have their own rules.

All rich countries will be victims of these new crimes-

and they're right now entering Sweden. In the first wave:

Cigarettes, liquor, robberies and Eastern European whores.

The second wave: Hit men and protection services.

And the third wave: Taking over businesses.

Half of all banks in Eastern Europe are controlled by organized crime.

40,000 companies have been taken over by crime-

and in Sweden there are still many banks and companies available.

When I started my Security Service two years ago, the first wave-

had already swept over Sweden

and we were in the second one.

But now it seems the third wave is here-

and a terrible scenario will follow.

The head of the counter-intelligence, one of the most initiated persons-

when it comes to the most serious ominous pictures in Sweden...

He said something very disturbing to me, in confidence...

He said:

Somewhere in the second wave the police lose control.

They won't be able to do anything.

Community governed by law will be out.

Gunnar, come!

Yes, you do that. It isn't necessary, but do it as precaution.

I suddenly had a flash of mom finding you on the sofa. Remember?

Why didn't you come to Maria's funeral?

All these years I've been wondering, trying to understand why you didn't.

But I don't understand.

Did you think of our feelings, the whole family's feelings-

not seeing you there? Johan! Do you hear me at all?

She was so beautiful, lying there... in the church.

But I suppose you don't remember her. You've repressed that completely.

Yes, they are coming right now.

That's right. I have them here.

Yeah. Yeah, it's good.

So, everything is settled.

Good. Bye. I will. Same to you, Richard. Bye.

Hi, Johan. Hi.

- You look pale. You've got a room? - Yeah, sure.

Thanks, Gunnar. See you tomorrow. Sure.

I'm feeling better already.

Oh, yeah? What have you done?

I've secured my resources.

Nikolaus Lehman can play around, but it won't give him anything.

Secured?

I got pre-emption in the company still, so I've transferred everything.

The Estonian mill, the stock, effects, personal property, the museum-

all the pencils on the desk, the whole lot, to another company.

What company?

A company registered in the Cayman Island,

that I own to 100 percent-

so now he can go on and take the rest. It's not worth piss!

- What the hell are you doing? - What do you mean?

We try to protect your family, you change the conditions without telling!

I won't let no fucking gangster steal my company.

Have you anticipated Lehman's and his colleagues' reactions-

when they find out that they bought stocks in a company of no value?

You must brief us about your doings.

Is it even legal what you've done?

Have you got a better propositions?

Maybe we should call the police.

We haven't been able to secure any evidence at the office.

Hi.

- Martensson... is he... - He's asleep.

We're changing shifts tomorrow morning.

I see. Do you all live here?

No, the forensics are ready and

Carl and Ralf have rooms in the hotel.

I'd like a meeting tomorrow morning. Martensson, you and me and Sven.

- Concerning? - I'll tell you that in the morning.

- Johan! - Yes?

Take it easy, Gunnar.

- Tell me what happened. - Something terrible...

- You must come here, Sven. - Johan!

What happened? Gunnar!

- Johan! - Yes?

Something happened at the office, Carl and Ralf are on their way...

- I'm going with him. - Yeah, sure...

Gunnar! Hello?

This is Ralf from Security Service.

- Three here. We're going in. - Roger.

Gunnar, hello?

Mom, look! There's the mailman.

Gunnar! How are you? What's happened?

They...

The woman and the child and behind the bushes.

Hide in your best hiding place. Quick!

Three here, we've found Gunnar.

It's a set-up. Someone forced him to make the call

I repeat: Set-up, over! Three to One, over!

What the hell... Five here, we're going back.

The alarm triggered at the estate- kitchen door, front door, one window.

- Roger. - Oh, my God!

No, no, no!

Sit here, lock the doors and keep the engine running.

- Five to Three, come in. - Three, over.

Number One is shot. Dead.

- Where are you? - On our way back to the estate.

- We'll be there in ten minutes. - I'm going in.

Five to Two, over. Five to Two, over. Five to Two...

Two, are you there?

Press twice for "yes" and three for "no".

Did you hear me speak to Three?

Are you in the house?

Okay. How many are they?

I repeat: How many are they

Good.

Number Two, are you there?

Jeanette!

Mom! Mom!

Don't move!

Five to Three, over.

- Three here, over. - They're heading east.

Number Two has control over the base. Help me with the chase.

Roger.

Hello?

- Who is this? - Sven Persson.

If we only suspect that you contact the police, she will be executed immediately.

Cash card.

The subscriber can't be reached...

Five here. I'll try to intercept them at Perch Fishing Mere.

OK.

Fucking idiot!

Watch out from the left!

Turn around, we must go back.

Five to Two, over.

Five to Two, over.

- Two here... - They got away.

Nikolaus Lehman is one of them. Jeanette is alive.

Check the plates. Shit!

Yes, we'll check it. Thanks, bye.

What was that all about?

Old Jon Eliasson and his grandchild heard shooting...

...up at Perch Fishing Mere. Poachers, or?

- I told him we'd chick it up. - Okay.

What fucking security is this? 800,000! For what?

Can anyone tell me why they did it?

They own almost the whole company.

They must have known the stocks were worthless.

What did you say?

Sven emptied the company of all valuable property yesterday.

Was this what you wanted to tell me yesterday, but postponed?

Hey, wait... If that's it...

How the hell did they know? How?

It's high-class stuff in there. I've only seen those microphones on photos.

They can't be bought for money.

What the hell are we up to?

I'll start cleaning the house.

There was nothing in the car. Forged plates.

How could you be so fucking stupid to empty the company?

Couldn't you imagine the consequences? Damned shortminded!

Your wife kidnapped, Martensson dead!

- So what'll we do? - Call the police.

- No. - You don't decide.

- According to the rules... - The police never pay kidnappers.

You phone them and she dies.

You just shut up! - Call the police.

Wait! Don't call!

If they want money, they'll get money!

We'll get them.

We don't do anything! Understood?

The gate...

Mom!

No... Don't come here!

- What is it, Jeanette? - Stay away!

What is it? What happened?

Get her out of here. You hear me? Get her out of here now!

I'll take her.

No, mom!

Get away from me!

Yes?

- Sven? - Yes.

She's wearing a "Colombian necklace".

Look to the west. Do you see the tall tree there? In the middle.

- Do you see it? - Yes.

At 12 noon sharp today, if we don't get what we want before that-

this will happen to your wife's neck.

The same thing will happen, if you try to take off the necklace or manipulate it.

Someone will contact you.

Do what he says before 12, or else...

Jeanette... Jeanette!

Let go of me!

Take care of her for me.

- Two to Three, come in! - Three here, over!

Clean the house of microphones.

Jeanette, let me have a look. It's my job.

It's not about money any more. Not to us.

I'm putting back your 800,000 into your account now.

Why is mom angry with us?

She's not.

She's just...

Did you see any of them?

They... taped up my eyes and my mouth.

And they put me... in the woods a few miles away.

When I managed to get off the tape, they were gone.

You didn't hear them say anything?

They... had a strange smell, a rank smell.

What do you think, Ralf? I found this by the tree.

Well... this thread round her neck, it's fiber optics.

An ordinary electrical cable I could have short-circuited-

and cut off the thread, but that's impossible now.

If I cut it, whatever information coming through here will cease-

and the load will explode.

And you can't open it and turn it off from the inside?

No, that's the first thing they thought about.

Theoretically, you can penetrate it with a thin jet of water-

with extremely high pressure-

but you must hit directly at some vital part, and not hit a trigger.

But then I'll have to X-ray the tube first.

Two calling everyone. The vigilance committee is here again.

We're looking for Sven and Jeanette. We'd like to talk to them.

- What's up? - Is Sven Persson or his wife here?

Yes, what do you want?

We found one of your cars smashed.

Against a Saab with German plates.

- That's right. - Aren't you going to call the police?

No, we take care of this.

- We'll move the cars later. - There's been shooting as well.

- Bangs, when we crashed the cars... - I see.

I know you. You're a police officer right?

I have to ask you to leave the area.

- Now! - OK.

Sven, is everything alright?

I had a call from Nikolaus' lawyer.

He wanted a meeting at the hotel in 20 minutes.

Here comes the claim...

Police officer fined

I knew it, I knew it!

I just had a call from the vigilance committee at Wolf Cape.

Hulth, Nyman and the others.

Yes, and?

They want information about the police operation up there.

It must be a mistake. There are no policemen there.

Closest is the local police, Vanersborg, about 130 miles...

They've seen smashed cars along the roads-

and Johan Falk doesn't want to say what's going on.

Is Johan up there?

Hult says he seems to be the leader.

Number Two enters to reconnoiter the hotel now.

Roger.

POLICE COMMANDER CENTER CALLING

- Two here. The premises are secured. - Roger.

Have a seat...

My client told me that you're now willing to pay.

Well, I suppose so.

He pointed out that it's important that it'll all be set before noon today.

And I'm told to report whether it's done or not. OK?

Good. This is what we'll do.

DEED OF ASSIGNMENT

I just know he's up at Wolf Cape and that there's a hell of a row.

Why he's there and what he does, I don't know. Do you?

I didn't even know that he was up there.

I've tried to reach him several times. Have you?

No.

- When did he leave? - Yesterday morning.

- Is it over between the two of you? - I don't know.

Hi.

Hi, it's me. How are you? Is everything alright?

Yes. Can I get back to you?

- What are you doing? - I'm working.

- With what? - What do you want?

I've got your chief here. We're wondering what you're doing.

Johan! Hello?

This is more than we agreed on.

My client sees your action as a violation of the law.

You fooled your stockholders when you transferred your resources.

The biggest stockholder, Clothing Design in Lulea-

now owns 37 percent of your company's stocks.

And with the 20 percent you owe Lehman

my clients control your parent company.

Since all assets are gone...

He knows too much. He can't have heard all that in the microphones.

...or the police will be noticed.

What will you do now? Get a car up there, or what?

No, there's no reason for that, as far as I can see.

- It's a pity he quit like that. - What?

He sent a mail to say he quit. But...

Well... Sellberg here. Hi. Send a patrol car to Wolf Cape.

...that they'd go for Jeanette. It happened to you, too, right?

They broke in and took Lisbeth.

Did they put on a necklace round your neck, too?

They forced you to sell your stocks, all information about the company...

They said that if you contact the police, she's die.

Or?

Hell, Torbjorn! Come on...

I can't tell you anything. They'll be back and... take...

Four to Five, come in.

- Five there... - I'm thru with the bomb.

I'll be there.

If she dies and I find out that you could have saved her...

I've examined the part you found by the tree.

There's a detonator in here, that reacts to X-rays.

If we put it through X-rays, it'll... Well...

So there's nothing you can do?

Who is it?

What are they doing here?

10-24?

We'll check the smashed cars now.

What about the bomb? How the hell is it turned off?

There are three holes here.

With three microswitches and each one of them can be set from 1 to 9.

So if we just find the right code, we can cut off the fiber optics.

10:45, one hour and 15 minutes left.

Will you come to my funeral, Johan?

How much more is there?

That's al for the stocks and property.

Then there's the money... I suggest we go over to the bank-

to transfer 57 percent of your resources to my client's account.

Excuse me, but I have to go to the bathroom first.

- It's fucked. - What?

It's fucked! He wants the money now, but it's at Cayman Island.

It's four o'clock in the morning there.

I have no money here but he wants it.

Do you understand? There's no money!

What the hell...

- Where is Nikolaus Lehman? - I don't know.

- I don't know. - Wrong answer!

I swear, I don't know.

I swear, I don't know. We only talk on the phone.

Call him!

Call him! Yes?

We've finished here now, so how do we stop the bomb?

- Let me talk to my lawyer. - Why?

Or this conversation ends right now.

Yes?

- So? - Well, everything is signed.

- Just cash left. - OK. Get out of there. Now.

And let me talk to that asshole again...

OK.

So, where do we meet?

Or do you just give us the code?

Code? I have no idea what you're talking about.

- Now, listen you... - This is business. That's all.

Please, please, Nikolaus...

I didn't want this to happen. Now you're giving me no choice.

Nikolaus!

Abort immediately! They're on our track.

No need to risk anything, we got almost everything.

So pack up, I'll soon be there.

The necklace is no longer our business.

My client considers this terminated.

What the hell happened? What's happened?

Ask him!

What's happened?

Johan, for fuck's sake! What have you done?

You've killed her!

You've killed her!

Get in!

Mom!

- Mom! - Stay here.

I'll just go and see to the horses.

No!

Hi there...

Johan! What is it?

What the hell... What are you doing here?

You're all pale. Sellberg said you quit.

What's this all about? I don't get it. What's happened?

What have I done?

Is mom going to die?

I'll call you next week. We have a little problem with a company in Malmo.

Johan Falk said something about a bomb.

Don't ask. You don't want to know.

- There must be something you can do. - I need the code.

- And how can you get hold of it? - I don't know.

FREDRIX ON - FIRM OF LAWYERS

He made three local phonecalls, one to Sven and the others...

- City Hotel. - Wrong number.

Where is your car?

Wolf Cape real estates.

This is Johan Falk, sergeant at the Gothenburg police.

- I need information right away. - Just a minute. What's up?

I need to know if a firm of lawyers has rented premises from you.

- Just recently, or? - The last month.

Well... no, no, firm of lawyers...

- And foreign companies? - Yes, two even!

I need information on these companies, the names of the people you spoke to-

and the addresses to the premises they've rented.

Turn right!

Jeanette will die in 20 minutes, If I don't find the code for the necklace.

I understand you think of your family. But all you tell me, I keep for myself.

They said they'd know if I say something.

They won't. I'm not a cop. I don't have to reveal my sources.

No one, not even Torbjorn, will know what you tell me.

I don't know what to tell you.

I've got two addresses but only time to check one of them.

- Did you see? - I was in the house the whole time.

They broke in and taped up my eyes.

They put a thread round my neck with some kind of holder.

Jeanette said something about their clothes smelling...

- Yes? - Of what?

- Sulfate. - Sulfate... Are you certain?

That's my job. Perfumes, scents and so on.

One address was to the sulfateplant.

Wait! The guy who took off the necklace,

I saw him because the tape slipped...

He is blond, almost white-haired.

Shouldn't you be with Maria?

It's Johan, he still thinks there's a chance.

- What did you say? - It'll blow at twelve o'clock sharp...

- if I don't find the code. - We've got a car up there.

The local police, Vanersborg, but it's the only one within 130 miles.

They'll have to step on it, or I'll go in alone.

- You're gonna kidnap someone who... ...knows the code, yes!

I claim the right of self-defense. You've got a better proposition?

Okay, what's the address?

It stinks!

Do you see anything, or?

German plates again. Let's talk to them.

Maybe they don't know anything. Germans come here often to fish.

It's almost in numerical order.

Anybody home?

Wait! - Ralf and I have discussed if it would come to an armed attack.

Carl, come on... That's not our job.

We're no fucking mercenaries.

Speak for yourself. I'm going!

Hell, we're running out of time. I'm coming with you.

- I can't take that responsibility. - It's my wife! I'm going.

But Maria...

- I'll take care of her. - Thanks.

We're off...

We're revealed. Nikolaus will be here in five minutes. Then we'll leave.

Danielsson here, how are you doing?

We'll be there in a minute.

I just arrived.

We've got the police on the phone.

Johan, the patrol car will be there in a few minutes.

We can't wait for them. Okay.

Two ambulances and three police cars are coming from Vanersborg.

They'll be there in half an hour.

And the swat team from Gothenburg is on their way.

And, Johan, thanks for letting me know at an early stage.

Well, you're welcome.

Okay, you know what to do.

If we're not back in time, we'll give you the code over the radio.

If so, can you handle this?

Yes.

- Do you hear me? - Perfectly.

Okay, let's go!

There are transmitters by the hut, the footpath down. Could be an alarm.

We'll go around it.

Nikolaus is here. Now let's get out of here.

They're here. Get out of there!

Hell! We must take the white-haired guy alive.

Mr. Falk...

- What's going on? - The code!

I don't have the code.

If she dies, you die.

Listen! I don't have the code.

My associate is the only one who knows it.

- Let me get my radio. - Wait!

One calling Two, over...

One calling Two, over...

One calling Two, over...

Answer me, God damn it!

Drop your weapon!

The code! Give me the fucking code!

Ralf to Sven, come in.

Sven here, over.

Tell Jeanette to meet me down by the harbor, where the railroad ends.

Now, run! We're coming.

What's going on?

Hell... that was...

Listen! Killing me won't help anyone.

- Two calling One, over. - Is she dead?

No, she's here. Do you want me to?

No!

I'm a man of honor. If I say something I mean it.

Go! Take the contracts, save the woman and let me go.

And I will never bother any of you again.

Or... be a damn policeman and nail me-

and risk losing the woman in another bloodbath.

Two calling One, over.

- Two calling One, answer me. - This is Johan Falk.

I have your boss. Where are you?

Men of honor, right?

Jeanette! Jeanette!

I won't bother you again.

I'm four o'clock behind you and have no line of sight.

I can't see him, you must take him out.

No, it's all over. Listen!

Nikolaus Lehman got away. But we have Jeanette. She's safe and sound.

Johan!

You want your stocks, right?

See you on Monday as usual?

We've continued your investigation.

The two German members - of the board of Clothing Design have left the country.

And the lawyer Fredrixon was arrested an hour ago in Stockholm.

It seems you've saved a long list of Swedish companies.

Four are listed on the stock exchange.

Nikolaus Lehman works all over Europe, but he's registered nowhere.

No family, as far as we know.

Nobody even knows in what country he lives.

We've got his fingerprints.

Dad...

Bizniz.