All language subtitles for Thicker.Than.Water.S02E08_English

I want a divorce.

-Jonna!
-Let go!

If Konrad comes back, or if you hear
anything else, call me, any time.

-Thank you for your help.
-Bye!

-What was the police doing here?
-They're looking for Konrad.

I showed them where
I heard the gunshot.

An old friend of mine lives
in Helsinki.

If you sell him counterfeit money,
he'll pay you 30-35% of its value.

I want 10% to make the deal.

This is good stuff.

This won't work, Wille.
I can't do this.

-Can't do what?
-You and me.

I can't. I just can't right now.

The suppliers called.
They have lost their patience.

-Everything has been taken care of.
-How?

Everything has been paid for.

The credits, food, booze
and the renovation.

-So everything's been taken care of?
-Yes, everything.

Hey! I've got vests for you.

THICKER THAN WATER

Do you mind doing it?

-Sure.
-Thanks.

-How did it go?
-We... found him by the water.

-How did it happen? Did he drown?
-I don't know.

Probably.
The ice can be treacherous out here.

Konrad of all people should know
the ice. He's always out ice fishing.

Maybe he was drunk.

I'm sorry, I don't know much about
him except that he likes to drink.

-Good morning.
-Good night!

He must have been crawling on the ice
with that much alcohol in his blood.

He was shot from a very close
distance, at an angle from below.

He most likely tripped. The gun
went off and he fell in the water.

-What's this?
-It was caught on his glove.

-Is it from a coat?
-Maybe, but not his.

-See you later.
-Bye.

-Are those popular?
-It seems that way.

How would you describe Konrad?

Difficult.

He didn't like people.

He wasn't always like that.
His brother disappeared.

One day, Mauritz was just gone.

-He was pronounced dead.
-Yes, after many years.

Thoughts about why
probably broke Konrad.

-Could he have been suicidal?
-I don't know. Maybe.

One more thing...
What is Jonna doing in Åland?

I've been wondering
about that myself.

She doesn't seem to be
in the hospitality business.

-Can you tell?
-It's just a feeling.

She is an actress. A really good one.
She is great at playing headwaiter.

Thanks. Let me know
if you think of something.

Hi.

-This is my last night here.
-Okay.

So...

-What do I do with the key?
-You leave it in the reception.

I can see to it that you get
the same room next time.

I've taken another job.
But I've sorted out a replacement.

-So it's all the same.
-Right.

-Hey.
-Hi.

-Do you want some?
-Yes, please.

Liv wants a divorce.

What?

I'm surprised it lasted this long
considering how it started.

I see now you'll never be able to
forgive me for writing that letter.

I ruined it for the two of you.

-I thought I could make her happy.
-You have made her happy.

You have Cecilia.

I'm grateful you came home.

I wouldn't have survived
this winter without you.

So...

-Now what?
-Why not keep running the inn?

-Not on my own. It's too much work.
-With me.

-What?
-Me and you. Together.

-We'll take over.
-Liv has a share in the inn.

-I can't afford to buy her out.
-I can do it.

When things are up and running we'll
take out a loan and buy out Jonna.

Then it's yours and mine.

How about it?

Dad?

MAN FOUND DROWNED

-Hi.
-Hi.

-I'm going to pick up Cecilia.
-Already?

Maybe not right now, but soon.
I don't want to be late.

There's might be some traffic.

I'm sorry about Konrad.
Was it hard finding the body?

Yes... I never would have thought.

I have a question. Will you stay at
the inn while Cecilia is here?

-Yes, why?
-She doesn't know.

About the divorce.
You haven't told her, have you?

No, it's not something
you should take over the phone.

-But we have to tell her, of course.
-There's no hurry, right?

Do you want to put on an act?
No thanks.

I have to tell her both about
Konrad's death and our divorce.

I don't think she will take
his death that hard.

That may be, but we could at least
give her a nice Christmas.

A family Christmas in
the house she grew up in.

I think she needs it.

Fine, I'll move back.
But only for Christmas.

-Then we tell her.
-Of course.

How did you get here?

-Who shot you, Andrus?
-Kim? What does it say?

It says that you've been lying to me.

There was a fire on a boat and
they found a man, dead.

-And it wasn't an accident.
-I don't know nothing about this.

But the boat was from Estonia,
is that a coincidence?

You're on your own now.

Wait. Please.

There's this guy, Misha.

I owed him some money and he
wanted me to help him with a job.

-Cash smuggling. I had no choice.
-Did you kill him?

No. I don't know what happened
during the exchange.

Maybe Misha tried to fool him or...
I don't know.

They were speaking in Swedish
so I couldn't understand.

All of a sudden they start shooting
at us so I jumped into the water.

I thought Misha did too.

I didn't know he was dead.

Really sorry I lied to you.

I just thought that you'd be
better off not knowing.

I gotta get outta here, Kim.

I can't stay here.
I can't hide forever.

I know.

-Hi.
-I've missed you so much.

It's been so empty here without you.

-Hi!
-Hi!

How was your trip?

You make it sound like I had to sail
around to the world to get here.

-I know. Are you hungry?
-Starving.

-You've put on weight.
-That's no way to talk to your mum.

Hi!

-Have you taken my old job?
-Yes, and the tips too.

-People around here don't tip.
-Sure they do.

Come.

-I thought we'd have dinner together.
-Thank you.

Can I come in?

I just talked to Oskar.
He told me about the divorce.

-It's for the best, but it hurts.
-I understand.

Are you pregnant?

-I don't know what to do.
-Does Oskar know?

No.

A baby might not be able
to save a marriage,

but since you are pregnant,
shouldn't you...

at least try?

-I think it's too late.
-It's not.

He loves you. I know he does.

I'd like to be alone for a while.

Of course.

The notes, the boat, the bodies...
It's all connected somehow.

We can write off Wille Ek.
CKP didn't have anything on him.

When do we get the
ballistics analysis?

Come on, let's call it a day.

-Hello. Is this a bad time?
-I was just about to go home.

-Can it wait until tomorrow?
-I have some counterfeit notes.

You'll have to come back tomorrow.
How much is it?

This much.

-Are all of them counterfeit?
-Want to know where I got them?

Take a seat.

-Don't you know how to knock?
-Cecilia is out there.

I shouldn't have to knock
on my own bedroom door.

This isn't working.
We can't live like this.

Come on... It's not like
I haven't seen you change before.

Things are different now.

I can't take this anymore.
We have to tell Cecilia.

We agreed to give her this Christmas.
Don't be so selfish.

This clearly isn't for her sake...

Beatrice wants us
to come sign the divorce papers.

Have you talked to Beatrice
about the divorce?

You'll have to go there on your own.
I've already signed it.

Damn it!

-What was that all about?
-What?

It was just your mum and I...
discussing things.

-What things?
-It was nothing important.

I'm not your little girl anymore.
You can talk to me.

Don't worry, Cecilia.
There's nothing to talk about.

You will always be
Daddy's little girl!

-Hello.
-Hi.

-I'd like to exchange this to euros.
-Yes.

-Would you like to deposit it?
-No thanks.

-Could I have a word with you?
-Why?

-It's about a report.
-What kind of report?

-Let's talk outside.
-Okay. I'm just...

There you go. Thank you.

-Did you make sure they were real?
-Yes.

Do you often get paid in dollars?
Or perhaps that wasn't for a job.

Not really, but it happens.

Do you recognise this?

If I tell you it's mine,
can I keep it?

They all look the same.

It doesn't just look the same,
it is identical to this one.

-Look, the serial numbers match.
-What's your point?

Did you know it was counterfeit
when you gave it to Mikael Rosén?

So that's what this is about.
What did he say?

-I'd like to hear your version.
-I did a job for him.

He wanted as much as possible
for as little pay as possible

-so I packed up and left.
-Then what happened?

He blacklisted me and threatened
to report me for breach of contract.

-Is that what he reported me for?
-No.

He reported you for paying him
in counterfeit money.

I haven't given him any money.

If he wants money, he'll have to
sue me, you can tell him that.

Is there anyone who can say where
you were on the 17th and 18th?

You may have heard about
Konrad Waldemar's death.

He had a large amount of counterfeit
notes. The same notes you gave Rosén.

Were you afraid Konrad would reveal
where the money came from?

Why would I give money
to that old man?

I did the same on the 17th and 18th
as I've been doing every day lately.

I got up, worked and went to bed.
You can ask my colleague.

We do everything together
at the moment.

Good. So when I examine these notes,
I won't find your fingerprints.

Of course you will. On that one.

-Can I sit down for a while?
-Yes, of course.

I didn't think people
wrote letters anymore.

I prefer writing by hand.
I think better.

What are you writing?

-A love letter?
-What makes you say that?

-It was just something your dad said.
-Did he write you love letters?

No... When would he have done that?
We were never apart.

Not until now.

-Things aren't so good between you.
-No.

-We're getting divorced.
-Are you?

-When did you decide that?
-A while ago.

I've been staying at the inn
for a while.

-Why didn't you tell me?
-We should have. I'm sorry.

What will happen now? Where
will you live? What about the inn?

I don't know.

-Hello.
-Hi.

Do you know where the siblings are?

Oskar should be in the office.
Lasse and Jonna are in the kitchen.

Thanks again for dinner.

-How was Helsinki?
-It was all right.

I bought some things for
the renovation.

With Wille Ek?

That's right.

I know a fair bit about Wille.
You should be careful.

-I'll keep that in mind.
-How do you pay him?

Right... I gave him some cash in hand
in advance. I know I shouldn't have.

In what currency?

Lasse, did you give Konrad any money
before he disappeared?

Of course not.
Is this an interrogation?

Take me to the station if it is.

Maybe I should.

-Where is Oskar?
-How the hell should I know?

It's a shame what happened.
How well did you know each other?

-How well do you know your uncle?
-I don't have one.

Just because we were related that
doesn't mean we spent time together.

-Why not?
-I'm not actually sure.

It was just the way it was.

Especially when Mum became a widow.

I don't think they liked each other.

He minded his business
and we minded ours.

Why was he so angry
that night he came here?

Konrad didn't need a reason to be
angry. It was just how he was.

Do you know where Konrad
could have gotten 50,000 euro?

Fifty...? No.

He tried to buy a boat for
that amount. In cash.

Wow...

50,000 euro...

He provided for himself
by hunting and fishing.

Though I wouldn't be surprised
if he was hiding a fortune.

He would never tell us about it.

Stingy. Very stingy.

-It turned out to be counterfeit.
-Oh...

Could he have been
mixed up in something?

Something criminal?

No, not Konrad.

Poaching, maybe. Or home distilling.

-Which he was really good at.
-Well, that won't get you shot.

Did I not mention
Konrad had a gunshot wound?

You may have seen it yourself.
On the body.

-I have some things I need to do.
-I won't take up more of your time.

Actually, I came to get your weapons.
We're taking the rifles in the area.

-You have some.
-That's right. They're locked up.

I'm sure, but we're pleading
for the public to cooperate

to narrow down the list of suspects.

You're not obligated to hand them in.
Not yet.

You don't have to plead. Of course
I'll cooperate with the police.

By the way, did you see Konrad after
the night he caused trouble here?

No, I don't think so.

It seems to be the last time
anyone saw him. It's unfortunate.

-What do you mean?
-That you parted on bad terms.

-Right.
-Thanks for your help.

-How's it going?
-Hi.

Good.

My condolences.

Yes, thanks.

-It's very sad.
-You're the only one who says that.

That it's sad.

He was difficult.
But it was just a facade.

-What was behind the facade?
-A very lonely man.

What do you think happened?

I hope he was drunk and fell
through the ice.

The alternative is far too tragic.

-What alternative?
-That he killed himself.

-Did you found a bullet in him?
-Yes, we did.

See you.

-How did it go? What did you say?
-That I thought it was suicide. You?

She can fire those guns
all she wants.

As long as we say nothing and stick
together they can't do anything.

Light the candles.

-Did you put this up?
-Yes.

-It's cute.
-Thanks.

You can do the decorations
for New Year's Eve.

I might not still be here.

Wille leaves today.

Don't you want to talk to him?

-I think it's good that Wille leaves.
-All right.

I just don't want you
to regret it later.

-Is it time to leave?
-Yes.

The new guy will be here after New
Year's. There won't be any problem.

It can't get any worse.

-Are you sure you don't want to stay?
-Yes.

Have you talked to her?

It's no use.

-Take care.
-You too.

One more thing. The policewoman.
She asked me about counterfeit money.

-Mikael Rosén reported me.
-Rosén?

-Why?
-He's the one I was in debt to.

-Why the hell didn't you tell me?
-The police can't do anything.

-I never touched the notes.
-No, but I did.

Do they have your prints?

No, but Rosén must understand
that the money came from me.

Then why didn't he report you?

As long as we keep our mouths shut,
they can't prove anything.

I have to...

Wille!

Wille!

-What the hell?
-Were you just going leave?

-I could have hit you!
-Were you?

Were you leaving without a word?

Without a word?
You're the one who...

What do you want me to say?
You haven't asked me to stay.

So you were just going to give up?
Good to know.

-What are you doing?
-Go.

-Wait!
-Go!

-Let go off me! Let go!
-I love you.

I'm terrible at this stuff.

-Have you never loved anyone before?
-I've never said so.

Then show me instead.

Have you moved in here now?

Oskar told me.

It's been over for a long time.
Might as well face it.

-Are you okay?
-No.

I'd rather have something
else to think about.

The love letter Oskar tore up,
what did it say?

-I'm taking that to my grave.
-How come?

It was twenty years ago.

I was young, naive... and silly.

-Why silly?
-Young people don't know any better.

Maybe you should try not to
when you're older as well.

It's the only love letter anyone has
written me, and I haven't read it.

It's the only love letter
I've written.

If that's true,
don't you remember it?

-Give it a rest.
-How did it start?

-Stop it.
-One tiny sentence.

-Never.
-"Dear Liv,

I can't live without you."

I remember all of it.

I'm pregnant.

-Doesn't look that good.
-It'll be fine.

See? No fever.

I get my paycheck at the
end of the month.

Paycheck?

-Yeah?
-You don't have any money?

I have to earn it first.

I thought your family has
a lodging house?

Yeah, but I only work there. It's my
first job, actually.

I was trying to get an advance, but
it wasn't possible, so.

You will get it a few days after
Christmas. Is that okay?

-What?
-It's your first paycheck,

and you're gonna give it to me?

Yeah, you need it.
I'm gonna go wash my hands.

-Kim?
-Yeah?

-Can I use your phone?
-Of course.

DAD

Hello?

Kim?

Are you there, Kim?

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