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There are always clues to be found at a crime scene.

So pay close attention to the forensic evidence

And gain the trust of those who know what they're talking about - the witnesses.

This requires empathy, stress management-

And great passion for police work.

Pontus and Isabelle, I know that you both have these qualities.

I wish you well as you leave us with your training complete-

And go out into the world to find your new posts.

Isabelle, you'll be leaving us tomorrow, so I would like-

-to thank you right now. You should know that-

-Sometimes I have envied your great energy.

You never seem to tire.

Pontus and Isabelle - Good luck!

Cheers!

Get together, let's take a picture.

A little memento. Pose together.

Look happy now. Come up a bit, Isabelle.

Everybody smile.

THE COLLECTOR

-You look beautiful. -Thank you very much. Hello.

Sorry I'm late. Okay, what shall we drink?

-What will you have? A whiskey sour, please.

Has something happened? You seem a bit off.

Do I? No, I'm fine.

Or...

We need to talk a bit about us.

I really like spending time with you.

You like to hanging out with me?

I want to be free and travel for a while.

I can't make plans right now. But we could...

I think I want to go by myself.

I know that I need to work through some things.

I think it will good for me and for us.

And you'll miss me a bit.

When are you leaving?

About two weeks.

When are you coming back?

Don't be mad at me.

Why won't you tell me? I just want...

I have been thinking about you and me and us...

I've been thinking more than ever.

I'm not ready for that yet, Pontus.

Far from it.

Yes, it's Pontus. Yes, okay. Sure. I'm coming.

Her name was Therese Pettersson.

Presumably, the offender got in by breaking the window.

Go through the apartment with Nyberg. Then you can start knocking on doors.

And please take a breathmint. You still smell like alcohol.

-Hi. -Hi.

-Are you still here? -I'm just cleaning out my locker.

-What happened? -A woman was beaten to death.

She surprised a burglar.

This is Therese Pettersson who was found dead last Friday.

A neighbor heard the commotion from the apartment at half past ten.

Then she saw that the door was open and went inside.

Martinsson, this guy, I would like to know who it is.

Contact Therese's relatives and see if you can...

I know who it is. Fabian Lindberg.

Therese broke up with him about two months ago.

Damn, she's dead?! I knew her.

She was a boxing instructor at the club where I train.

I can probably find Fabian if I look around at the club.

-You're not in a hurry to get home? -I...

Can you stay and help us?

-Good. Boxing Club, did you say? -MMA. Mixed Martial Arts.

A mixture of different martial arts.

Everything from Brazilian jiu-jitsu to Krav Maga.

Glad to have you here a few more days.

-I liked Therese. -Yeah, I know this isn't any fun.

-Who should we talk to? -Castor Revere. My trainer.

Death occurred instantly when the skull was shattered.

He hit her once. Probably when she scratched him.

Impact is just under the cheekbone.

Back of the head hits the wall so she loses her balance-

And falls to the floor. And the skull is broken.

You said she scratched him?

Yes, I found skin and blood under the nails.

Anything else?

Therese was three months pregnant.

Take over. I can't deal with this anymore.

Howdy. What's up?

-What the hell are you saying? -I'm really sorry

But I still have to ask you. Was she in any kind of trouble?

How did it happen?

It is still unclear. Someone was in her apartment half past ten last night.

-Excuse me... -Damn.

-Can you wait here a while? -Absolutely.

She was damn tired of Fabian.

He is a hopeless fucking loser.

She helped him with a loan a while ago.

She refused to do it again, so he stole money from her.

She reported it and threw him out last month.

-What kind of debt did he have? -Gambling.

-He is awful at gambling. -Why did she tell you about it?

Because she wanted me to know everything.

We were not just friends.

She wanted me to go home with her last night.

But then she changed her mind.

Damn! I could have been there.

-Do you know where Fabian moved? -No.

Check with Johan Skold. He works the door with Fabian

at a nightclub called Hologram.

-Hi. -Can we be alone?

Absolutely. I just wanted to say hi.

-Hi. Catherine. -Hi. Sebbe.

-Hello. Ante. -Okay. Welcome.

Sis is in Australia so I thought Fabian could stay here.

He was kicked out of his old apartment. Damn, it looks like shit here.

When did you see him last?

We left at four. Since then I have not heard anything.

What hours did he work yesterday?

The entire evening. We met at eight and ate together.

-Then we started work around nine. -And he was there all night?

-Yes. -Do you know where he is now?

No.

Hey, Fabian.

-You've got to help me. -How should I help you?

You owe me money, Fabian.

You promise to pay and then just vanish.

How am I supposed to interpret that? There is only one way:

Fabian is full of shit. Promises, promises.

You will get your money, but you must help me first.

What the hell have you done?

-How much can I get for this? -Where did you get that?

I need 63. If you take everything then what is left over is yours.

You must. I have no one else to turn to.

Who are you so afraid of?

-Are they in the same class as you? -Sometimes. We're in the same school.

-Are you and Sebastian dating? -Yeah, and?

You have a new mobile? Let me see it.

It's there in your pocket.

-When did you buy it? -What does it matter?

I haven't given you any money for a new mobile.

Maybe Dad did.

All right. Fine.

-We'll eat in about half an hour. -Close the door.

Hello.

Come on, you will meet Kurt Wallander.

Do you know who did it?

There was talk yesterday that Fabian had debts.

And that Therese would help him with a loan.

-How much did he owe? -Around 150 thousand.

-He'd been playing with the wrong people. -Who do you mean?

Just the wrong kind of people.

-Were Therese and you a couple? -Yes.

She had a lot of cash at home. 60-70 thousand.

She had it in a box which she had hidden away.

Where did she get the money?

She worked a lot off the books. Personal trainer.

What other valuables did she have?

She had inherited a lot of jewelry from her mother.

How did you know about that?

We were going to Copenhagen for the weekend and she wanted to make herself beautiful.

That's when she showed me the jewelry.

Yes. All right. Thank you.

Did you know that Therese was twelve weeks pregnant?

No.

-Have you found Fabian? -No.

If you want to find him tonight you should go to the show.

What show?

Ladies and gentlemen, in the red corner... Patrick

... Lippowski!

Patrick Lippowski!

Patrick Lippowski!

-Where are Pontus and Isabelle? -Here somewhere.

Goddamn it, Patrick!

Come on now!

-They've found Fabian. -You have a ride home, right?

It all right. I'll stay here.

Breathe. Breathe.

Rebecca? Rebecca!

Rebecca. Rebecca!

-Do you know him? -Get in the car.

Extend your hands, nails up.

What happened to your ear?

Crap at the door. I work as a bouncer at a club.

May I look at that?

-Have you seen a doctor? -No.

You need stitches.

I didn't know you like stuff like that. You call that sport?

The time 22:32. Kurt Wallander beginning interview with Fabian Lindberg.

Present, Jan Martinsson.

What did you do last night between ten and one o'clock?

Worked. You can check with my colleague Johan Skold.

Sure. He confirms it.

Is it true that your mobile number is 0739884497?

Yes.

We know that you were near Therese's apartment yesterday.

Your mobile was on the antenna which covers the area.

We know that you called three times after Therese had been murdered.

Have you found my mobile? It was stolen yesterday.

I knew you'd have an explanation.

What was your relationship to Therese?

What happened to your ear?

Cut myself shaving.

-We were together for four years. -Why did it end?

She gave no reasonable explanation.

I have heard that she broke up with you because of your debt.

No, it's not true.

You borrowed money from her that she did not get back?

No.

You stole money from her four weeks ago.

Could that be the reason she broke up with you?

Unless I remember wrong, she took back that accusation.

You are a compulsive gambler and have debts. Therese is dead.

Her apartment is emptied of money and valuables.

Did she perhaps not want her child to grow up with such a father?

You didn't know? That she was pregnant...

She said we...

You can go to hell!

You didn't know that she was pregnant, right?

Why did he call you Rebecca?

-He must have mistaken me for someone else. -No.

-I say there's some sort of mix up. -Well, something is mixed up for sure.

Nothing that you have to worry about in any case. Let it be.

-Hi. -Hi.

How did it go? Did he say anything?

I have a feeling that he is a bit scared.

We found blood in his apartment. We think he owes money-

He has gone a long way to pay them back.

-What happened? -They tried to cut off his left ear.

-Where are the kids? -Elias is with Henry for the weekend.

Hannah is with a friend. So she says.

I think she's with her new boyfriend.

I saw him for the first time today.

She doesn't want to talk about it.

Catherine. Hi, Henry. No.

Try her new mobile. You have the number?

You bought it for her.

Too bad you don't tell me when you buy such expensive gifts.

You didn't buy her a new phone?

No. She had it with her.

What's this?

-Look. That's the same one she had today. -Mobiles! Where did you find them?

Under Hannah's bed.

I'm absolutely sure it was her.

-I want to see her. -You'll never find her.

SWW 108 It's the plate number of the car she drove.

I thought you were over her, bro. Drop it.

-We can not afford mistakes now. -I just want to talk to her.

The cops have got Fabian. They can keep him for 72 hours maximum.

In the meantime, we stay in this dump. And you just lay low.

Thank you.

The car is registered to Isabelle Melin in Ystad.

Hi, I want a number and an address.

Isabelle Melin in Ystad.

All right. Thank you.

Hey, it's Isabelle's answering machine. Talk to me after the beep.

Hey, Rebecca. Why did you change your name?

Nice to hear your voice again.

If you're there pick up the phone.

Hello? I know you're there. Can you pick up?

I want to talk to you.

-All right. Can we get out of here? -No.

-What the hell are you gonna do now? -Fuck you.

-Stop this now, Patrick. -This is none of your business.

Rebecca?

I can see your feet. Can you open the door?

Give me 10 minutes. I just want to talk to you.

If you do not open the door, I will never leave you alone.

You? Maybe you should go now.

-Are you her boyfriend or something? -Yes.

-Boo! -I don't want any trouble.

If she does not open up, then she does not want to talk.

So you're her boyfriend, then?

-Huh? -Come on. We're leaving.

-I just want to talk to Rebecca. -Let's go.

Do you still think that I shouldn't be worried?

He seems quite disturbed. How do you know him?

We used to date, long ago. I was 16.

But he refuses to understand that it is over.

-Why does he call you Rebecca? -That was my name then.

I changed it. I decided I liked my middle name better.

-Did you forget to tell him that? -I guess I did.

You do not know Patrick. You do not know what they are capable of.

Especially Leo, his brother.

Isabelle, you are police. You have to report this.

-Then I will. -The hell you will.

Are you afraid?

Is that why you changed your name?

What's the worst that can happen if we report it?

Come on! I do not want them to know that...

-What? -That I'm in the police.

-What does this mean? -That it was not Fabian she scratched.

I'm sure Fabian was in the apartment. I can see it in his face.

He is involved.

In order to hold him we must be able to prove it.

-Can we connect him to the site? -His mobile was in the area.

That's not enough. We must be able to tie him to the apartment.

Or get someone to tell us that he was there.

Who?

On the call list there is no entry that is linked-

-to the bouncer Johan Skold.

But he called a mobile number three times on the night of the murder.

Fabian must have called Johan Skold.

-And told him what? -That he was scared shitless.

I'm sure Johan Skold gave Fabian a false alibi.

-We can hold him for 72 hours. -Good.

Kurt, have you got a minute?

What did Hannah say when you asked her?

That she found the phone.

I think she is lying.

It's so... I can't deal with her anymore.

It's been like this for a few months now.

-Do you want to check it out? -I already have.

A box of cell phones was stolen last Thursday.

The backdoor of a van was forced open.

The thief took the box, but probably didn't know what was in it.

I certainly do not want stolen goods stored in my house.

It's the fucking boyfriend or his friend who took them.

What the hell is she doing?!

Wait, Isabelle. I'm going with you.

-I can handle myself. -I'm worried about you.

You don't need to be. We're meeting in a cafe.

Good. I'll sit outside.

Can I talk to you?

Fabian made three calls the night of the murder-

-to a person who was around here.

You say that Fabian was here all night.

-Was it you he called? -No.

-We can check it out. -Check as much as you want.

-Here. Check. -It's ok.

Why did you lie and give Fabian a false alibi for the night of the murder?

Who does Fabian owe money to?

If Fabian left, I didn't see him go.

He owes money to every bastard around.

The apartment I lent him is full of blood stains.

I cleaned it up, but who the hell knows what he was doing.

I don't want to know either.

Thank you.

Hello.

You want something else with your coffee? Princess cake perhaps?

I was so fucking happy and surprised when I saw you.

It was such a fucking amazing feeling. It felt just like old times.

Patrick, this is the last time we meet.

I ask that you accept that, for both our sakes.

I remember the last time you greeted me at the hall.

You had a red shirt, right?

You stood and looked out when I proposed to you.

Yes, absolutely, you said.

I saw in your eyes that you meant it.

There's nothing left between us.

Of course there is.

It's obvious.

You? You are really not her type of guy.

-Leo Lippowski, huh? -Do we know each other?

-No, but I checked you out. -What have you checked out?

Your criminal record. It is longer than your resume.

Really? But now I've mellowed out.

Now it's my brother who is a bit sensitive.

-I think you should leave Ystad. -Do not mess with me.

-I'll be on you like a fucking ferret. -I can probably handle it.

-Oh, hell. She's got police protection. -Isabelle can look after herself.

Isabelle? What a fucking name. Ask your girl-

-what she used her pussy for in the past, other than to be fucked.

You should examine it fucking carefully.

Rebecca, look at me.

Can you look at me?

Look at me.

I want to show you that I am worthy of you.

That's why I had to see you.

Maybe you have changed.

I have changed.

I promise.

I like you. You know that.

-But... -But?

It's different now. You don't know me anymore.

You don't know me, so let it go.

I just want you to know that whatever happens-

-I love you.

-Wait, Rebecca! -No, Patrick.

-Didn't you hear her? -Stay out of it, Pontus.

Go to hell!

Calm down!

You will not have problems with Patrick. I promise.

Please Pontus, can't we talk about it tomorrow?

I need to be alone.

Does Leo know something about you that you don't want to get out?

Answer!

Leo is disturbed. Really fucking sick.

He gets his way at any price.

Those brothers are fucking psychos... You must tell me everything.

So I can be prepared.

The price of drugs within the walls is 4 times higher than on the street.

-You smuggled them in...? -He forced me.

He pulled me into a bicycle room and poured petrol over me.

What the hell was I supposed to do?

Yes, I carried the shit for them. Then I disappeared.

-How? -How did I smuggle it in?

Does it matter?

You have smuggled drugs into a prison!

If this gets out you will lose your job.

Leo would not want me to lose the job.

He'd love having something on a police officer. Let me fix this myself.

This is Sebastian.

-Hi. -I'll leave you.

You can sit down.

I know Hannah's mom. We are colleagues, you could say.

Regarding these stolen mobiles we found under Hannah's bed.

-Yeah? -What do you have to say about it?

Well...

Would you like to explain?

It was stupid.

Perhaps you should have thought of that before you took them.

Were you involved in this? -No.

I think you should give the phones back to the shopkeeper.

Then he may file a report if he wishes.

-I wasn't even there. -Who was it?

It was Hannah.

Hello. Good of you to come so quickly.

-Come along. -Who do you think killed Therese?

-We know that it was not Fabian. -Are you going to let him go?

-If we do not have something on him... -Are you going to let him go?

And then accuse me for the death of Therese?

We need to question you. Otherwise, we haven't done our job.

If you had done your job then Therese would not be dead.

I understand that it is a hassle. We'll try to make it easy on you.

-Do not call me. -I can not let go of you.

I love you.

Can you prove I was in the apartment?

Can you prove it was me who called and no one else?

Give me a name. Who killed Therese?

I don't know what the hell you're talking about.

I'll tell you what the hell I'm talking about.

You owe someone money. That person looked you up at Hologram-

-where you work as a doorman.

You knew that Therese had cash at home, but he did not trust you.

So he sent along a collector.

You gave 60 thousand to this person..

But that is not enough.

So he's making it damn well clear to you what is what.

That is when the injury to your ear occurred. I understand that you are afraid.

But I can help you if you tell me who they are.

No admissions and nothing that ties him to the murder scene.

-He knows who killed Therese. -How do we get him to admit it?

He won't talk. He's too fucking scared.

We can take that son of a bitch.

I think Fabian still owes him money.

They will be seeing each other.

The police have released Fabian. They have nothing on him.

Damn that's beautiful. Finally we can get out of here.

Let's cash the money and get out of here. Sweet.

Hey! Aren't you happy?

-What the hell are you looking at? -That fucking cop does not scare me.

No, but he's screwing your ex.

Forget him and her both. Let's get the money and get out of here.

Your fucking money has destroyed my life.

-She died. -I know.

-It's tough. -I should not have come along.

-She's dead and it's your fault. -Take it easy now.

Your fucking money has ruined my life!

You'll do anything for money! She's dead, dammit!

Do not sit and cry like that.

One mistake should not fuck up our dreams.

If you get caught for some minor crap they can connect you with that gal.

Then you'll get 6-8 years for manslaughter. You meet up with Fabian now.

I want you to get him. We can't take the risk, bro.

If he starts talking, will he bring you down with him?

Hannah, can we have a little chat?

I know you stole the cell phones.

It was not your boyfriend Sebastian, as you led Catherine to believe.

-Aren't you going to answer? -It can wait.

-Now go home and tell the truth. -No problem.

-Why did you do it? -For fun.

-Fun? It's not fun for your mom. -I know.

Come on now, dammit.

Go home and talk to her. Otherwise, I will.

Sure.

I didn't think you would dare come here.

It was not me who killed Therese. I am innocent.

-I wanted to tell you myself. -Why?

She told me about you two last week.

I told her I thought it was good.

You're a great guy.

Come in for a while.

-I really loved Therese. -I know.

-Do you know who killed her? -No.

I have no idea.

All right. I just wanted to ask.

Who?! Who?!

I will break every finger on your hand! Who?!

Patrick Lippowski.

-Patrick Lippowski? -Yes.

-I loved her too. -You robbed her though.

Fucking loser.

-I did not know. -You could have helped her.

-He's leaving Revere's place now. -Did he leave anything?

He was leaving some flowers outside and Revere saw him.

I got a sense that they had not arranged to meet.

I think Fabian went to look for Revere.

Good, Pontus. Follow him.

We got the results from the blood sample. It was not Revere's blood.

Did he say anything about Fabian when he left you?

-Not directly. Why? -Fabian was at Revere's place just now.

What was he doing there?

-It is hard to sell hot stuff. -You promised that you would get the money.

How low have you fallen? You were together with her.

You have no idea what happened!

You do have the money, right?

Oh hell, you are in deep shit, Fabian.

-Isn't that Johnny Ore? -Who's that?

Also known as "Tubby" He's a fence.

Hey, Rebecca.

Have you become a cop? Hard to believe.

You have everyone fooled.

Calm down, fine. Sit back and relax.

-What do you want? -Has Patrick called you?

I know he called. He's obsessed with you.

You make him so fucking weak. If something happens to Patrick-

-I'll make sure everyone knows about your past life as a pussy mule.

I have seen police officers fired for less.

Police, police, potato pig.

Okay? Are we agreed? Cool.

Do you want a piss test now too?

-I was going to work out. Is that okay? -Sure.

Nice and easy. Left, right.

Hips. Do you know Patrick Lippowski?

-No. -Bullshit. I saw you at the show.

-We used to date, a long time ago. -And now?

Now I don't want you telling anyone about this.

-Why? -Because I'm asking you.

We released Fabian today.

Did you?

You should know that we will do everything we can to catch the culprit.

Will you?

You have to think about balance.

When you catch the culprit, what will the punishment be?

Nothing. Fabian won't say anything. He's too scared.

-We'll see. -He'll crawl like a whipped dog.

You wanted to train. Stand up.

You must have control of your body and not vice versa.

What the hell is wrong with you?

-Where is Fabian now? -He just walked into the gym.

To train, as far as we know.

-Where are you going? -It's him.

-You can count it. -I don't think you would cheat us.

Forgot your workout clothes, right? I have not seen you here before.

-It's my first time. -We have problems with theft.

The cops are waiting for me out there. Is there any other way out?

Come on.

What the hell...? Call for backup.

Are we done here?

Or what?

Yes, we're done.

-Don't hang up the phone. I just want to talk. -No, Patrick.

Can you see me one last time? You know that I keep my word.

I've got no one else to talk to.

I'm planning to ditch Leo. I can't do this anymore.

-Has something happened? -Yes.

He asked me to do one last thing. I'll tell you when I get to your place.

-Okay. I'll open the gate. -Thanks.

I woke up when I heard the shots.

When I came down a neighbor had already called the police.

We can probably rule out robbery.

-The murder weapon? -It's too early to tell.

His name is Patrick Lippowski and lives in Stockholm.

What the hell was he doing here?

A taped gun. Probably for a hit.

He was here to kill someone.

Isabelle, now you must tell Wallander.

I saw Patrick take money from Fabian.

He is involved in the murder of Therese.

Can you check out his mobile and see who he called the last 24 hours?

-Kurt... -Yes.

Patrick Lippowski was the guy that Svartman and I followed into the gym.

I watched Fabian pay him.

What the hell was he doing here?

You gave the money to Patrick.

Then you went after him and shot him down right in the street.

And you had a strong motive.

He killed Therese who was carrying your child.

It was not my child.

My boys don't swim too well, that was her problem with me.

-Fabian, tell me what happened. -I can't.

-Why not? -If I talk about it, I'm dead.

Why don't you answer when I call? I'm trying to help you.

I suggest you check if Fabian was there that night.

What about the murder weapon, Nyberg?

I'll call you back. -The pistol was a 9mm.

I've checked the marks on the bullet.

Yes, and?

The murder weapon was probably a Sig Sauer.

-P225. -What the hell are you saying?

-Shit, one of our own weapons. -It could be one that was lost.

Pontus, check out how many stolen guns are in circulation.

What the hell-we can't even trust our own people.

MAN FOUND SHOT DEAD IN THE NIGHT

It is Patrick.

We know it was your brother who killed Therese Pettersson.

We also know that Patrick's death is linked to the murder of Therese.

And it probably was somebody who wanted to avenge the death of Therese.

-Do you have a suspect? -Tell me what you know.

I know nothing.

Who do you think wanted to see Patrick dead?

You know who shot him, right?

-What type of weapon was used? -Why do you ask?

-Was it a Sig Sauer? -Tell me what you know.

I've sat through interrogations with you people since I was 12.

I'm not telling you anything.

If you do not tell Wallander about you and Patrick, I will.

I can't. My service weapon is missing.

What? Did you shoot Patrick?

-How the hell could you believe that? -You were terrified of him.

You changed your name to hide from him, he was shot outside your apartment-

Your weapon was gone and he was armed. What the hell should I believe?

I checked his calls in the hours before he was shot.

He called you 5 minutes before he was shot with your gun.

If you continue to hide your history from Wallander, you're on your own.

-It was not me who shot Patrick. -Tell that to Wallander!

You... Call Wallander. Do it.

Do it now.

Kurt Wallander here. Leave a message after the beep.

Hi, Kurt. It's Isabelle. ... I have to talk to you.

Call me.

Isabelle!

Isabelle?

Isabelle!

Stop.

Where is Isabelle? What have you done? Do not make this worse.

-Come here! -Take it easy.

Isabelle! You left and really tried to put all your shit behind you.

What a good girl.

You know what the problem was between you and Patrick?

He only fucked you when you wanted it.

He never fucked you when you didn't want it.

I told him that was a problem.

He always listened to me before you came into the picture, you little pussy.

We were there for each other in every fight. Do you understand?

I have a picture of Patrick.

Oh, Rebecca...

Patrick and I...

He held onto my arm. Hard.

I'm sorry that Patrick is dead.

You're sad?

You can't be sad. You're the one who murdered my brother.

What the hell is Leo doing with Isabelle up there?

They know each other. Isabelle used to date Patrick.

Five years ago.

-Do you think she killed Patrick? -No.

-Hello? -Hey, Kurt Wallander.

You have 5 minutes to move the fucking cops outside.

You got that? Otherwise I will blow Rebecca's head off.

Leo. What do you want to let her go?

I don't want anything. I'm just trying to get a little confession here.

Can I talk to Isabelle so that I know she is ok?

If you call her once Isabelle one more time I will fucking kill you!

Her name is Rebecca.

-Back up the police. -All police pull back!

Hey, that was fucking fast!

Music?

What is this shitty music?

Tell us how you killed him. Okay? He was shot right out here.

By your front gate. With a Sig Sauer.

You are a cop. Is that not a damn coincidence?

I just want you to confess. Okay?

Admit it!

-I'm going in. -Wait.

-I have to go in. She will die. -We have to wait.

Admit it!

Admit it!

Isabelle! Do not do it.

Why didn't you come to me and tell me?

You would never get Fabian to squeal on the Lippowski brothers.

So you took matters into your own hands?

He murdered the one I loved. She was carrying my child.

I took Isabelle's gun while she was training with me.

-You took Isabelle's gun? -Yes.

Then I went to her apartment and stood outside-

And hoped that Patrick would show up.

I thought she was afraid of him.

But she opened the gate for him.

Patrick killed Therese, and she opened the gate for him...

It was wrong of me to let Isabelle be blamed.

I'm sorry. Tell her that.

Absolutely.

But why?

What have I done that is so terrible?

You forced us to move here. I hate this place.

Revere would not say where he got hold of the gun-

And where he dumped it.

Are you sure he dumped it? Someone else may have it.

Why does he not want to tell, then?

He admits everything but does not give us a murder weapon.

It gives me problems as a prosecutor.

You are hiding something.

Is it Isabelle's gun?

That doesn't need to show up in the report.

I don't know.

Catherine, we hold her future in our hands.

She must face the consequences. We must do what is right.

It's wrong to cover for our own people when they make mistakes!

-Have you talked to Hannah? -Yes.

-What did she say? -We talked about it and it's all fixed.

-Did she tell you everything? -Yes.

-Good. -Yes, it's all fine.

Did she tell you that I talked to her?

We do protect those we love even when they make mistakes.

Isabelle, I do not care what you did before you came to Ystad.

What bothers me is that you did not come and tell me directly.

... I thought that I could fix it.

Yes, but you could not.

I didn't want you to find out who I was.

-Or who I am. -I know who you are.

And what about what Pontus did for you?

He lied to protect you. He went out on a limb for you.

Isabelle, you're not alone.

-Forgive me. -Okay.

There's another thing I wonder about.

Why did you open the gate for Patrick?

-Because I once... -Why?

... Loved him.

And then he called that night and sounded so small.

There is another problem we have to resolve-

-if you really are still going to be a police officer.

My service weapon. I know.

Okay? I took care of it.

Thank you.

Pontus, what you did was so fucking wrong.

But any police officer would be lucky to have a partner like you.

I'll miss you.

-Thanks. -Good luck.

Yes, Jussi. Come on, let's sit down.

Text: henry hedstrom, adamdc51, etc.