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-Excuse me, I just need to... -I'm off.
-What the hell, get the tech team in here! -We just need to stay calm now.
Hello, it's Ibti.
What? But how long has it been down?
Hi! You've reached Kathrine Solveus.
And the hospital director isn't answering either!
But the IT system seems to have crashed and ICU is down!
Well, I've no bloody idea! It's complete chaos!
But get hold of Nico for me. I'm there now, so I'll hang up.
-Who's in charge of ICU right now? -Who are you looking for?
-How long has the outage been? -Don't know. Techs are working on it.
Patients on heart-lung machines are the top priority.
-Have you checked room by room? -Yes!
Mummy needs to work for a bit.
Ibti Sifa, Crescent Bay Consulting. We've got a technical issue at New EI.
The staff can't get the backup system to start.
It's supposed to start automatically, but it's not working.
I've no bloody clue! Send someone now, we need help!
Send someone to reception. They're supposed to send techs who can help us.
45 MISSED CALLS
-It's Kathrine Sulveus. -Hi, Kathrine. It's Ibti at CBC.
We've got a technical issue at New EI. I couldn't reach anyone at Crescent–
–so I made the decision to ring SÖS and they were able to send...
BLINDED
-Bea! Do you want some coffee? -Yes, please.
-What's the situation? -Well… Morning meeting again today.
NINA'S - DON'T TOUCH!
CALL MIDWIFE 11.30
We can't be asking for help from some Second World War socialist hospital.
People could have died. The techs aren't even trained.
The Brussels lot are talking to two other consultancy firms.
If they get even a whiff of problems, we're done for.
-You're on board with this? -Oh…
"Oh"? Are you going to give me a bloody sigh?
You could've stuck with your doctor's salary, but you chose to triple it.
So please, spare me the sob stories about exclusion and glass ceilings.
Has Kathrine Solveus read my report?
We need to talk, I hear. My office in 20.
None of that today. 100 bloody percent protein, okay?
As you all know, we've got new majority owners.
So I'll hand over to Aksel Bonnesen–
–and Louise, who's our new board member–
–in her capacity as VasaCom's Head of Communications.
Thank you! My role here will be more peripheral.
But Louise, maybe you can say something about our future vision?
Yes, I'd love to. - Hello, everyone!
We're looking ahead. We want to invest in new formats – livestreams.
The new TV studio is almost ready. We'll be able to hold debates on current issues.
-Livestreams? -Yes, livestreams.
Some bloody lunatic came in here and started shooting!
Yes, I know. I'm terribly sorry...
New fucking formats!
-Björn... -How the hell does she have the nerve?
Yes, Rapp is continuing as editor-in-chief–
–and as editor of the business desk after Nina–
–whom of course we all miss terribly.
THE ATTACK ON DAGBLADET WAS IN THE NAME OF ALLAH
Hi. Can we talk?
It's a bit much right now. Was it something urgent?
What happens if the journalistic work–
–comes into conflict with VasaCom's interests?
Did you see Holsén flailing about in the media again?
I couldn't give a flying fuck what that bloody idiot writes.
Let me know if there's anything I can do for you?
Thanks. I'll probably call soon.
Hi! Thank you for flagging the issue with Hanna Lindgren.
Her IT department didn't meet CBC standards.
I've got Andersson and Johansson from Legal with me.
But I don't want to have to single out any one consultant. Hanna...
People aren't taking care of their energy.
They're just throwing their lowest vibrations out into the universe:
Guilt, shame, fear, dumping all their crap on you.
-Do you know where that ends up? -But the tech issues...
The brain produces hormones, cortisol and other crap–
–that gets dumped into the central nervous system.
It affects the frontal cortex, amygdala and locus coeruleus–
–which then produce proteins–
–that in this toxic emulsion turn into tumours. Are you following?
So the body literally creates cancer as a solution to its own problems.
Nico! I pointed out the deficiencies to the executive team...
Ask them to wait seven minutes, then send them up. Cheers, bye.
Yes, you had a question about the report.
It's been finished for five months, but nothing's happened.
In our remit we can only consult.
It's down to hospital management to act. Right?
-Did she sign everything? -Yup.
Tell Patrik to take her work laptop, phone, gym card, all that stuff.
And here we have dear Ibti. - Thank you.
I want you to sign this.
It's a contract outlining what we consider trade secrets.
Once we get the Brussels contract–
–you'll be able to buy a new iPad for Yonas and a two-storey house in Danderyd.
Come to my office when you've signed.
-Hey, Noor. -Hi.
-What was that about? -They're running new tests today.
-Karim's condition might have worsened. -What do you mean, worsened?
There was a pause in the ventilator which may have affected oxygen levels.
A pause? What happened?
-It's best a doctor... -What the hell happened?
Sorry. Let's step inside.
We don't know how long he was without oxygen.
The doctors are worried he may have suffered brain damage.
But a network error can't cause a power outage, can it?
I don't know.
There are backup generators. Why didn't they kick in?
The statistics are then stored in the databank–
–that's streamlining CBC's care model.
It's impressive, but expensive.
With all due respect, sir, it's not the cost you're worried about.
Really? What am I worried about?
Public opinion. Voters. Media. How your political career will survive–
–representing the biggest hospital budget in Europe.
Dr. Van Yoot, our proposal comes with–
–a complete marketing and lobbying strategy.
-Well, right. We'll get back to you. -Music to my ears.
-J-A! Can I borrow you a sec? -If it's quick.
I need to take a shit before therapy.
I'm a bit curious about CBC's finances.
They brag so much online–
–about patient focus and everything being high-tech.
Consultants. It's like they're running the world now.
We should line them up in a field and run them down with a combine harvester.
Can you help me?
Gudrun! Hi. Sorry, traffic was a nightmare.
I've just changed her, and there's formula in the fridge.
If she gets upset, just pick her up.
And don't forget to support her neck. She likes that.
-Thanks. Go on, then. -Yeah, but call if anything comes up.
-I'll be back as soon as I can. -Yeah, great.
I have to go back to the office later. There's loads to do there.
Anders, you need to be here more.
She needs to bond with you. And you with her.
-Go home. -I just have to go over something. You?
The basic angle is–
–taxpayers are funding a consultancy firm with zero accountability.
They've billed hundreds of millions for the new EI.
-They're 70 percent over budget. -That sounds great.
-What? -No, sorry. It's just… a lot.
-Shouldn't you talk to someone about it? -Who?
-Who am I supposed to talk to? -Someone who knows about this stuff.
It would've been better if he'd taken me. More fairly.
She's completely innocent…
You need to take a break. You're going to fall apart otherwise.
-You've got a baby at home. -How am I supposed to manage without her?
Nappies, bottles…
You pulled a newsroom out of hell.
You'll learn to change nappies.
I'm not a dad…
Yes, you are.
I wake up because Roffe's barking. Then I hear someone in the basement.
So I wake up Bjarne.
I throw on my dressing gown and arm myself with a… spatula.
-It says "rolling pin" here. -Right. So I go down there…
I realise it's a break-in–
–and my wife has shoes and bags worth hundreds of thousands.
So I get ready. I've got some background in martial arts.
I swing this thing and land a kick like this.
But then he hits me here.
I'm knocked out... one minute, maybe two.
Then he runs off with all the stolen goods.
-I've got a list of everything he took. -I've got it here.
And I've actually got something I'd like to show you.
Even if the alarm's off, the cameras still work. Look.
Yeah, that's him. The body type, the posture.
This is a bit odd, isn't it?
I won't file a police report this time–
–but insurance fraud is a serious crime.
Come on, anyone could've taken that…
I think that's enough. If you'd like a top-up…
-We're going to lose the house. -It'll work out.
We ran into that guy from ST Bank who's working as a consultant.
That'd be perfect for you.
Bjarne, you're a legend. No one knows banking like you do.
But what would you do here? It's all kids.
Isn't that great? I'm youthful, with experience.
-And sky-high salary expectations. -Which we can negotiate.
These kids work 20-hour days.
They sleep with their phones in their hands. You don't want that life.
I can put in the hours. Nico, you know me.
You're my mate. I took this meeting because you gave me that job at ST Bank.
But I honestly don't see what you'd do here.
-We're in a bit of a crisis. Please… -It was nice seeing you.
Ta-ta-ta!
Let me introduce the deeply offended former hospital director at the new EI.
He was sacked a few months after CBC took over.
-Magic. A real wizard, you are. -Hocus pocus.
You can't quote me, only background.
I've suffered enough dealing with CBC.
My colleague is in intensive care–
–he's got complications after the IT system crashed at EI.
I'm sorry to hear that, but I'm not surprised.
CBC push everything to the limit–
–in a way that is dangerous, and they know it.
You're saying the problems could've been foreseen?
A week before EI opened, they ran fake patients through the system for 24 hours.
They found 1,400 mistakes. And they still opened!
It's all about the money.
Why didn't hospital management cancel CBC's contract?
But we did! We kicked them out. Then they staged a coup–
–got onto the board and replaced me with Kathrine Solveus.
CBC did an investigation into how their changes affected the hospital.
But it was dropped when Ms Solveus took over.
Do you know who at CBC led the investigation?
God, give me my brother back. He's too young.
Let him stay in this world. Let him feel love and tenderness.
Allah, bless Mohammed.
Is he going to die? Be honest.
Don't be scared, sweetheart. Okay?
You have to close the fridge after you. It stinks like shit in here.
Hey, that photo of Dad. Where is it?
-What do you want it for? -I'm just curious.
It's probably disappeared in a move. How am I supposed to know everything?
Hi, Ibtisam! Thanks for calling back.
Stop calling me and leaving messages. Leave me alone.
My source has named you as complicit–
–in covering up a series of serious issues at New EI.
Then I suggest you talk to CBC's lawyers.
It's better to be the one talking than the one written about.
Just a short chat, we could...
Fuck!
Hello?
-Hey... -Hi.
-I brought these. -Dates.
I didn't know what to get. People go nuts for that shit, so I...
Thanks.
Sorry, this is just so fucking...
I know.
-How are you? -Can we talk about something nicer maybe?
-Like what? -I don't know.
-What are you working on? -I'm writing about this place.
Great. What do you want to know?
-We're doing an investigation. -Another one?
-We haven't got any answers. -You've no idea what we're doing.
Chaos, anger, helplessness...
It's such a trigger. I talked to my mum, the martyr, all the whining...
And bam – I'm straight back in that fucking rage.
I CAN'T SWEEP YOUR SHIT UNDER THE CARPET ANY LONGER!
I dive right into that bloody energy and don't have time to meditate.
A JOURNALIST ASKS ABOUT OUR COOPERATION! - Sorry, it's work.
Why do you think you keep hanging around low-vibration people?
WE MUST MEET!
I'm emotionally reactive and have a high level of empathy.
-We'll pick this up tomorrow. -Thanks, bye.
If Bea Farkas calls again, duck or send her to me.
Sure, I can duck – but not forever.
-Who saw the report at your end? -Me and Ibti, and I'm keeping tabs on her.
You promised a thorough review of the IT system.
Now I've got a load of managers and doctors threatening to quit.
-I get it, but I need a few more days. -Are you going to speak to the doctors?
Or the ICU chief, or the patients with complications?
You know what? You rest, and I'll find another director in Brussels.
You fucking bitch, don't you dare threaten me.
-Still eating red meat? -Oh, piss off!
Let's do this. I'll send in a consultant. Okay?
Good! Just make sure he can take a hit.
Oh yeah. This guy's a professional shit-sponge.
Motherfuckers! Head of Communication and System Integration at EI!
Yes!
The rumour going round is CBC spent most of their time in...
Brace yourself – the cancer ward.
Some guy in rehab's on cancer. I'll try to talk to him.
-But make sure you rest a bit too. -Yeah, sure.
-For real! -I'm resting all the time.
No, you're not.
My name is Bea Farkas. I'm calling from Dagbladet.
I'm calling about a report CBC wrote for New Eleonora.
A colleague said you might have kept a copy...
I'm calling about a report CBC wrote for New Eleonora.
I've left five messages for Kerstin.
I called your colleague yesterday–
–and she was supposed to give me his private number.
No, this isn't about you, but you've read it.
You know other colleagues have seen it too.
I've already contacted the press office.
I've tried, but people are scared to talk.
I suspect people signed a legally binding agreement.
Beatrice Farkas.
-She's going all in on us. -Yeah.
-I hated PE at school too. -It was awful.
-Want some water? -Yes, please.
-There. -Thanks.
I remember we had a really aggressive PE teacher.
His name was Frid, weirdly enough. Fritz Frid.
-Karim, by the way. -Petter. Hey.
-How's life on the cancer ward? -It's all singing and dancing.
The chemo kills the vibe a bit, but it's a party.
-Norrbotten, right? -Yeah, exactly.
-How'd you end up here in Stockholm? -Love.
-And you? -That's a long story.
I've got all the time in the world. Or...
Our biggest client is New EI and it's opened doors to new markets.
So I'm focusing on that expansion, and you take the crown jewel.
Right, everyone, listen up! Come over here!
I want to introduce your new boss, Bjarne Rasmussen, who's taking over New EI.
He made his first millions while you lot were still sucking on your mums' tits–
–so I want you to fucking bow to him.
Seriously – bow to this sexy, filthy-rich man!
I know it's been tough with the Brussels contract lately. Lots of night work.
But you don't complain. Why? Because you're warriors.
You're warriors who give your lives to land the deal. Am I right?
-What is it you all want in the end? -Bonus!
Bonus! Fucking bonus! That's it!
Bonus, bonus, bonus!
A proper heartbreaker.
A journalist's been calling around. Beatrice Farkas.
-Has she contacted you? -No, we haven't spoken.
Ibti...
-Not at all? -Well...
She called, but I didn't say anything. I didn't want to cause unnecessary worry.
How considerate of you. Because we agreed last time, didn't we?
Breach of company loyalty, section...
I know the agreement very well. As I said, I didn't say anything.
We've been looking for your report, and it seems to have gone missing.
What are you talking about?
Let's just say you're still working on it.
That it's extremely delayed, and the hospital management hasn't seen it.
-Do we have an understanding, Ibti? -Mm...
Good. Because it'd be a shame if Yonas had to grow up while you were doing time.
That'd be stupid.
Truth is, if the operation goes wrong now…
…I'll miss it all. The kids growing up and...
I'd really like to stick around a bit longer.
The operation was moved from September to now? That's over three months.
The hospital staff are lovely, but they're so bloody stressed out.
It's impossible to get a straight answer.
Petter, you know you can ask me if you need anything.
-I am happy to help. -Hey, those dates...
-That's rolled in... -Liquorice.
Yeah, liquorice. Those were bloody good.
-If you can get more, that'd be great. -I'll see what I can do.
The children's ward doesn't have a parent kitchen.
That doesn't sound good. I'll make a note of that.
-And the windows there don't open. -Windows too.
We really need to look into that.
-You're going to "look into it"? -Yes, we will.
Don't you clowns ever talk to each other?
-You never do anything. -That's why I'm writing it all down!
When the alarms haven't worked–
–we've had to use whistles to call each other for help.
Sometimes children are given the wrong medication.
Do you want kids' deaths on your conscience?
Every time you say: "This was the last time."
-Let's all take a deep breath... -Don't patronise me.
Everything's going to be alright.
Keep your hands to yourself, with all due respect.
Thanks for the feedback. I'll raise it with my colleagues at CBC.
-There we go. -Thanks.
Stop fussing! Careful now.
May Allah bless my brother!
-Ow! I'm sore. -Come on, sit down.
-Can he really go home? -He never listens to me anyway.
Maybe he listens to his girlfriend more.
-No, Bea's not my girlfriend. -Oh, sorry! I thought...
She was here almost every day when you were in a coma.
ISLAM IS AN ABHORRENT IDEOLOGY AND RELIGION
WE SHOULDN'T BE AFRAID, WE SHOULD BE PISSED OFF
A LONG-TERM, WELL-GROUNDED STRATEGY AGAINST TERRORISM IS NEEDED
Hi, Bea!
Farkas! Nice. I listened to your summer radio show – it was good.
You said smart stuff compared to the kids who just bang on about being famous.
-Good music too. -Thanks.
Right. Picture me naked.
-You taking pictures of the kids too? -Yep.
-Thought we'd just jump straight in. -Absolutely.
Recording now.
You sponsor youth from vulnerable areas – why?
-Skip the fluff, just get to it. -Fine.
CBC's billed over a billion for work on the EI.
That's a huge sum. Some would say you're draining the healthcare system.
Some would say we're improving it. Putting patients at the centre.
We took over a mess and turned it into one of the world's best hospitals.
Come on! Corner to corner!
I have sources telling me that CBC is withholding–
–information that puts patients' safety and health at risk.
That's a serious offence. Any comment?
Do I look thick to you?
Do I look like I shovel shit like some fucking farmer?
Make your own clickbait. I'm not giving you anything.
So you don't mind me checking around the cancer ward?
Absolutely not. Want me to set up a meeting for you?
Yes. I'll be in touch soon. You'll want to read what I'm working on.
-Great. -Thanks for your time.
Hey, have you spoken to Beatrice Farkas?
Did you get anything?
Listen to this.
She asked about things she could only have known from the report.
Don't argue about Ibti. You vouched for her.
I hesitated. Now we're in an impossible situation.
-Told you. I'm a genius. -You're just bloody lucky.
Don't argue about Ibti. You vouched for her.
I hesitated. Now we're in an impossible situation.
Ibti, sounds like you've ended up stuck because of your report.
You've worked hard to become a doctor and help people all your life.
Are you really going to let CBC keep doing what they're doing?
I'm at Rågsved's bar at 3pm. We can talk off the record.
Hi. Bea. Thanks for coming.
-Want a coffee or anything? -No, I'm good.
We probably won't bump into anyone from CBC here.
-Okay... Can I record? -Mm.
According to my sources, CBC made serious errors at New EI.
They also claim CBC covered up problems at the hospital. Is that true?
Could you nod? Just so it's clear on tape.
Yes.
I know you evaluated CBC's reforms.
Yeah, I've got a healthcare background, so CBC asked me–
–to do an analysis after the reorganisation.
They paid really well.
Sources say the report documented problems in the cancer unit.
-That the queues aren't moving. -I can't comment on the report.
-And hospital management received it? -I can't comment on the report.
It's important to clarify, since management is accountable.
They could claim they never got it.
Okay, off the record: I think that was part of the plan.
CBC wanted to hide the problems to attract new international clients.
They're in talks with a major hospital in Brussels worth billions.
Do you have access to the report now?
Please... I have a five-year-old and loads of debt.
They'll prosecute me. I can't.
Dagbladet's lawyers can help you.
You can walk away. Then this meeting's over, and that's okay.
Only you can make this decision. And live with it.
There were serious failings, especially in cancer care. It was chaos.
The hospital management denied there was a problem with the queues–
–and even refused external help.
So they knew, but tried to cover it up?
How serious are we talking?
Lives are at risk.
Do you have access to this report?
All confidential files are stored on CBC's internal servers.
I'm not sure I can get to it.
-It's Nico. -Don't answer it.
Hello?
-You can't use anything I told you. -Please, just sit down.
Damn it! Bloody hell.
Hi, it's Bea again. They can't threaten you into silence.
Please call me back. Bye.
-Bea, shall we call a truce? -Not now.
I could treat you to lunch on Friday.
I don't have time. Maybe some other time.
You should know what the board's saying, so you don't get stabbed in the back.
Okay, thanks. I'm used to it.
-What's up with you? -I spoke to Mum.
She needs a spirometry test. She's got COPD-she can't breathe!
But they won't see her. They say they don't have time.
It'll be bloody satisfying to take down those management consultant pricks.
Fucking vultures, the lot of them.
What I've got isn't enough. I need more sources.
I can write that they're idiots–
–but I can't prove they knowingly covered up serious problems.
-What about the report? -It's on their internal server.
Ibti's been silenced. I can't reach her.
I've probably landed her in deep shit.
They've got someone watching her, she's scared.
So what now? You just give up?
Hi. I know you didn't order anything–
–but some people are sitting in a car outside…
Wait! Don't shut the door! I'm with Dagbladet. Beatrice Farkas.
I can help you download the file, but I'll need your computer and login.
I'll transfer it to an untraceable server. So no one will know about it.
-I don't know… -Please…
We can't let people die needlessly.
I can't go in with you. Nico will recognise me.
Just stay calm. It'll be fine. See you soon!
Come on, come on!
NAN
-What the hell! It looks locked. -Let me see.
-Yes? -What's happening?
-It's encrypted. -What do you mean, encrypted? Fuck!
Can't talk right now.
-What the hell is going on? -Wait, I've got it!
-Yes? -Alarm's been triggered. Get out of there.
No, I'll try something. It'll be quick.
No! Check with Ibti-ask if there's a back way.
There's a surveillance car out front. You can't leave through the main entrance.
-Wait. -What did she say?
-Is there another exit? -The basement door, but I have to…
-Can you hear me? -Shit, fucking encryption wanker!
-I won't make it in time. -No, you have to get out now!
Alongside teeth whitening, we offer permanent hair removal-like the Manzilian.
All treatments are included in your company's package.
It's included as a perk? Interesting.
-What's that? -Anal bleaching.
You may have noticed you're darker in intimate areas.
I'll need to ask my wife. I've never really…
-Or maybe you've noticed it on her. -Well…
Excuse me! Confirmed breach from her IP address.
Thanks, Patrik. Tell Andersson to report it to the police.
Remove her from the building. Make sure she doesn't take anything with her.
Don't go anywhere! There's a guy turning the corner.
I don't know where Ibti is. We never should've done this. We're fucked!
I'm fucked! We'll be in prison soon, don't you get that?
Shut up! I'm trying to think. Just shut up for one second.
What do we do? What do we do, Bea?
Bea!
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