Hey!
What the hell?
You idiot!
Chris? You're bleeding.
What happened?
I'm okay. I'm okay.
Now, my friends.
Say hello to...
...your new buddies.
Chris?
Shit... What the fuck?
Christ, what...
You're bleeding.
- How did you get in? - I still have a key.
- What happened? - Some nutjob jumped me.
- Knew my name. - Okay...
- Why? What did he want? - No idea.
Listen...
- You can't just let yourself in, Nin - You didn't answer the door.
Well, I wasn't in.
So, what's it like to be out? Feels good, right?
- They survived while you were inside - The lady next door fed them.
Want some food? Yes?
Let's see...
Here you go.
Come on, hurry up!
Chris?
Hello?
Are you in? Chris?
DEADLOCK
It's the sixth murder here this year, and only one has been solved.
What will it take for law enforcement to take the matter seriously?
Crime is rampant in the area:
Shootings, gangland killings, young people...
Well, well. Here they are - the detectives.
Hello. Eva Kremer, Eye on Crime.
Why is the crime-solving rate by poli so alarmingly low in this area?
How did she get here before us?
I guess she's good at her job. Tells it how it is.
She's got a point, that's all I'm say
What's the point in spilling the details of a case?
- People talk to her. - What use is that to us?
- That's not my point. - If it... Hi.
Hello. Take a look at this.
Recognise him?
- Holy shit, that's... - Of course his face is badly injured
But all indications are that it's him
- Who is he? - Chris Simic. It's his flat.
Simic...
- Er... Who? - The Bålsta robbery.
- That's it! Ten years ago, right? - Yes, about that.
He suffered a very violent assault and died from a cut throat.
We found the knife.
No forced entry, so he let the killer
He put up one hell of a fight, so someone must've heard something.
- His fish must've seen the whole thi - Right, bag them up for questioning.
In separate bags - so they don't cook up a story.
- Sorry? - Er, fish bags...
Right. Thanks.
Okay, so aside from walking the dog you were at home all night?
- Didn't hear anything? - No.
- These walls seem...pretty thin. - I guess.
Cute pooch.
- But you became suspicious? - Yes. I saw that his door was open.
- You knew Chris well? - No.
But you knew he'd just been released from prison?
Yes, I knew. I've been taking care of his fish.
Okay, so you have a spare key for his flat?
Will I get protection?
- Will you stay? - What for?
In case the killers return.
Empanadas?
Yeah, people around here never seem to see or hear a thing.
- Hello, may I ask a few questions? - Sorry, no.
The victim's name was Chris Simic, right? No?
Perhaps you might comment on police corruption then?
The former head of the Secret Service was linked to organised crime.
And who exposed him? You and your busybody followers?
- What's that supposed to mean? - Just let us do our job.
- You're only getting in the way. - Oh really?
So the media's to blame for police failing to stop gang crime
Is that what you're saying?
Do your bloody job!
Mum, I said no curtains.
Come on, this place still looks like you've just moved in
And that table? It belongs in a skip.
This here is pure quality, hasn't aged a day since I bought it.
In 1972? That table's older than I am
Still solid. Just like you, Mum.
- Well, functional, anyway. - Like me?
I'll get the last few things.
POLICEMAN SHOT
- He won't change his mind, will he? - I doubt it.
Right... Is that everything?
- You okay, Grandad? - Sure, I'm alright.
- Hello. - Hi.
- Trine. My mum, Inger. - Hello.
- Trine. Hi. - You've met Grandad.
- Hello. - Briefly. I've heard a lot about you
- His great inspiration. - I'm flattered.
- Well, is he learning the ropes? - You know...
Don't get too full of yourself now, but he's definitely police material.
Great.
- We'd better get back. - Sure.
- Bye-bye. - Take care.
You coming, Dad?
- ...to gang crime? - And who exposed him? You?
What's that supposed to mean?
So the media's to blame...
This guy looks an awful lot like you.
- What... - Watch it!
What the hell!
Right everyone, so this is Chris Simi Several previous convictions.
Served six months for assault, and prior to that a three-year senten
for the Bålsta robbery, which I'm sure you've heard of.
It made headlines at the time, almost ten years ago.
They robbed a cash transport van, set fire to a bunch of cars.
Chris was the driver and unarmed, while the other three men,
led by Ingemar Björkegren, all received lengthy prison sentences
The loot, close to eight million, was never recovered.
All involved have since passed away, Chris was the last one.
- So Chris was rich? - Nope.
According to Eva Kremer's rocket scientist friends on Flashback
the cash was never divvied up, so rumour has it it's hidden somewher
Ingemar died in prison six months ago under suspicious circumstances.
- Taking his secret to the grave. - It's a plausible motive, robbery mu
Both served time in Norrtälje prison. Isn't that where your brother...?
Yep.
Might be worth paying him a visit?
Find out if... Well, if he's heard anything.
Chris had prior convictions and figured in sex trafficking cases.
No parents or siblings in the country although he was married for two years
Oskar and Jenny, bring in his ex-wife
- Sure. - We'll go and see your brother.
- Central guard station. - Josef Eriksson. For Tobias Eriksson
- You brought company? - Alex Beijer.
- No ping-pong today, then? - No.
-So you're his boss? - Correct.
- Did you know... - Is he any good?
- Did you know Chris... - One of the best.
- Chris Simic? - You two fucking?
Alright, you can go. Take those goons so we can hear ourselves think.
Bastard cops!
- Did you know Simic? - Chris? What about him?
He's dead. Well?
Nice of him to visit his brother, eh? But I'm just some prison info channel
No, I didn't know him. But I'm guessi he didn't die of a heart attack.
- Ever talk to him? - Does "pass the ketchup" count?
- He never mentioned the Bålsta heist - Nope.
- What about Ingemar Björkegren? - "Ingemar"... Ingo?
- You knew him? - No.
Rumour has it he hid the loot all these years.
- Did he? - So I'm told.
- Him and Chris buddies? - Sure.
Reckon Ingemar let Chris in on where the money was?
I didn't know them. How did he die?
- Slashed throat. - Who did it?
- Don't know. Took a kitchen knife an - Okay, I think we're done here.
- Better let the boss handle it, eh? - Yep.
Josef?
Listen...
I need a favour.
I get that the timing's bad, but...
What?
I'm on day release tomorrow.
They need an address.
Mind if I give yours?
Well... I'd better ask my boss.
- No problem. - Really?
You bet.
- Alright. Talk later. - Sure.
How about a round of ping-pong? All three of us?
- Thanks. - You're welcome.
I'm so pleased you've heard of me.
Sure. You're the only one brave enough to tell the truth
about what's going on out here.
You know, I've been meaning to donate some money.
But you know how it is. Money's tight
Don't worry about that.
But perhaps I could ask you some questions?
- About what you saw? - I've already talked to the police.
But I know you don't trust them.
Isn't that right?
They don't exactly seem to care much about what's going on here. Right?
No. They don't.
Here.
- What? - Nothing, it's just...
What? I told you I'd make a policeman out of you.
Dispatch calling all available units.
31-91-80 responding.
Stockholm Homicide want a person brought in for questioning. Can you d
We can indeed.
Name and address? Over.
Nina Fehre. F-e-h-r-e. Ex-wife of the Bredäng victim.
- I'll send you the address. - Copy that. We're on our way.
31-91-80. Over and out.
So you saw what happened?
I don't know.
I heard it. A bang.
Him screaming...
I looked through the peephole, too scared to go out.
No...
- I didn't see anything. - Ana...
Listen to me. You can trust me.
You know that.
I swear.
- I swear. - Yes... I saw them.
Them?
This stays between us, right?
A dark-skinned man and Chris' ex. She looked terrified.
I guess he must have seen me, because he...
What if he comes back?
- Hi. - Hello.
- Are you Nina Fehre? - Yes.
Our detectives would like a word in relation to a murder investigation
Okay... I don't know anything.
Sure, we just need some information.
Would you mind coming with us?
Okay.
- We'll wait while you get dressed. - Okay.
- Anyone else in the apartment? - No.
- She didn't ask who it was. - Huh?
Who'd been murdered. She didn't ask. Odd, don't you think?
Nina?
Are you dressed?
We have an officer down and one missing.
- What? - We don't know what happened.
- I believe you sent them. - That's right. Thanks.
There was an incident at the ex's fla
- What happened? - Not sure.
Oskar and Jenny, did you send a patrol car to pick up Simic's ex-wi
Yes. Why, is something wrong?
Yes, it appears so. I'll go over to the hospital.
- Hospital? - Was someone hurt?
Yes.
- I'll go with Alex. - Good.
We'll head over to the flat.
- Any news? - No.
Homicide? Why are you guys here?
We sent the patrol car.
- Is she able to talk? - No, she's had emergency surgery.
She received a blow to the head.
- What's the matter? - Wha... What's her name?
Her ID said...
...Trine Hörsdal.
GRANDAD
Ayda, make sure everyone's up to date Good, see you shortly.
- I'll call you the moment... - I'm going with you.
I need to know what happened.
It's... It's Vilhelm, Alex!
You'd better take care of Inger right now, Martin.
But...
I'll just let the front desk know.
- I'm taking her for an X-ray. - Okay.
Dad?
What's the matter?
Is something wrong?
Tell me!
- What about there? Karlberg junction - What are we even looking for?
- Any cameras closer to the flat? - No, doesn't look like it.
- Fuck. And the printout? - I'm working on it.
Come on...
- Are Oskar and Jenny back? - Not yet.
They're going door to door. Forensics is on site.
Good.
Okay, so this is Nina Fehre, Chris Simic's ex-wife.
I doubt she single-handedly overpowered two police officers.
- Someone else must've been in there. - Ayda, get this out to all units.
Yes.
We mustn't jump to conclusions.
Why don't you go home?
Get a taxi and...
I need to keep looking for him. It's my duty as...
Yes, it is. It's your bloody fault he became a policeman.
- Inger, he chose this. - As if he really had a choice!
He's idolised you his entire life.
Not knowing the reality of it. All the sleepless nights I spent worr
Damn you. Damn you, Dad!
Inger, please...
I've had a witness come forward
and describe a potential suspect spotted at the crime scene:
A dark-skinned man, aged 25-30,
who appears to have been in the company of the victim's ex-wif
- It now seems an incident is unfoldi - Bloody marvellous...
... at her place of residence, which is surrounded by police.
How the hell is she staying one step ahead of us?
I guess the lady next door regained her hearing.
- But you spoke to her, right? - Yes.
- And? - Mostly Oskar, but...
Okay, it seems Nina Fehre was there with an unknown man.
Let's issue a warrant for his arrest, in relation to both crimes.
Ayda, I want you to...
...do whatever it is you do.
- Blood was found in the flat, right? - Yes.
Any leads on that? DNA? Anything that gets us this guy's name
I'll talk to Forensics.
I've requested her phone records. Who knows, we might find him that way
- ...and find out some other way. - Exactly. I'll talk to Alex.
Oskar? Jenny?
- Martin, what... - Not you, too. What did you find?
The woman who phoned the ambulance didn't see anything.
A neighbour, however, saw Nina Fehre and an unidentified male
get into a green car.
- What car? Who drove it? Make? - There's more.
They bundled something into the boot.
Possibly...
...a body.
- Where was the car parked? - Over there, in a private parking sp
Find out who rents it.
And get the tenants' number plates, see if any match a green car.
I'll talk to the neighbour.
Okay.
- So it's "GOV 443". - Exactly.
- Alex! - Nina owns a green Nissan Primera.
Her phone signal was just picked up in Gröndal.
- Her car was caught on camera nearby - Right, let's roll.
Attention all units, we have a possible hostage situation.
Give me their last known position.
500 metres south of... Where is that?
- Where? - The Essinge Bridge.
Set up a roadblock.
- Tell them to be careful. - They know.
We don't want to push him over the edge. He might be armed.
- Vilhelm carried a firearm. - They can handle it.
He...
This is my grandson!
Clear!
Locked!
Vehicle's secured. No occupants.
We're trying to get the boot open. Ov
We-we-we... We need to...
Maybe someone saw them change cars.
There must be...witnesses.
We need the dog unit. Where's the bloody dog unit?!
- Why wasn't this done right?! - Martin... Martin!
You shouldn't be here. You'd tell me the same thing. Go home
- Look after Inger. - You...
No, no. No, Martin.
I'll call in the dog unit.
Damn it...
The man is wanted in connection with a murder in Bredäng earlier today.
A police officer was reportedly kidna during the police operation.
But police have not yet confirmed thi
We'll continue to follow the story cl and keep you updated.
So what's the motive for Chris' murde
A witness saw Nina leaving Chris' fla with a dark, unidentified male.
She gets the impression the woman is his prisoner. Then what?
Now suppose this man believes Chris is stashing the loot.
He kills Chris, steals the money and then hides out in Nina's apartmen
When the officers show up, he panics and attacks one, kidnaps the other.
- But why kidnap Vilhelm? - Bargaining power.
Maybe Nina's in on the whole thing. She's our only lead.
- We should talk to her parents. - Good thinking.
- Right. We're off. - I'll send you the address.
- She woke up. - Pardon?
Trine.
She's conscious.
I went in to get her, and then...
...I heard a noise in the hall.
I saw Vilhelm...
...and someone who...
Then it all went black. I don't remember anything after that.
- But you saw another person? - Yes.
I mean...
...for a second.
But you didn't see what they did to Vilhelm?
It all happened so quickly.
Is he alright?
Where is he?
- We can't find him. - What?
He's missing.
Sweetheart...
Dad.
Of course it's not your fault. You never talked him into anything.
But God knows how many times he made me read Police Car.
He wants to be like you.
But he... He's not you.
And now here we are.
Remember when you first told me you were pregnant?
We were having dinner together.
You were so young.
I was working on this case...
A horrific case involving a young child who...
So I was shocked when you told me.
Not happy, like I ought to have been.
But I've been happy ever since.
The two of you...
...are the most important
and dearest people in my life.
So you have no contact with Nina?
We tried to help her, of course.
- But... - She refused.
When was this?
She rebelled, like all teenagers, but it never seemed to end.
She fell in with a bad crowd. Bad men, who...
I don't know.
When did you last see her?
We did nothing wrong.
She had a stable and safe upbringing.
- We're people of faith. - And religion never hurt anyone.
Sure, she's made mistakes.
But this? No.
I blame the man she's with.
- He must have forced her. - She's a victim, just like your coll
I doubt she's locked in the boot of a Can you tell us...
Nina's a victim in all of this.
- That Kremer woman said so. - Eva Kremer?
- You've spoken to her? - She phoned.
Wanted to hear our side of the story. Nina's story.
- Unlike you people. - She's cashing in on this, not us.
But maybe she'll solve the case if you pay extra.
She's doing her job. Better than you, by the looks of thin
Bloody hell...
I find interviews tend to yield more when you lose the attitude.
- What attitude? They were rude. - I'm just saying, in general...
All they did was to pass the blame.
Blame the police, her ex-husband, boyfriend... Anyone but themselves.
- Let people vent first, and they'll - Okay, okay.
Let's talk baggage - I had a shit dad and my brother's behind bars.
- Do I blame them? - Study sociology, did you?
Yeah, University of Fuck You.
- Are they gone? - Yes.
- Car keys and a phone. - Nina? Nina?
- Your phone! - Let Nina stay.
Shut up. Get out.
- Get out! - Nina, we love you!
Don't you dare call the cops.
- Any news? - No.
- Oh God... - Try not to worry. Mind if I...?
I spoke to Trine, but her memory's blurred after the trauma.
She doesn't know what happened to Vilhelm.
- So what have we got? - Well, um...
- But he's alive, right? - He's alive.
And we will find him.
Don't worry. We're almost there.
Pull over.
- They didn't answer my question. - I'm not turning back.
They didn't.
- They don't talk, she said. - But when did they last see her?
So what if it was last week? Makes no difference to us now.
- That's her, damn it! - Sure?
Yes, yes! No, I don't know. Go!
That way.
- What the fuck? - What?
Tank's fucking empty. Your parents gave us a car without any fucking fue
- It's her. - You sure?
Positive. Don't look.
No sign of Vilhelm.
- What? - Over there. That car.
Fuck!
Damn it!
- Get out of the way! - Go left. Left!
- We're blocked in. - Move, damn it!
Move the bus!
Come on...
- Fuck. - Come on, step on it!
- Fuck, did we lose them? - I don't know.
I see.
Good. I'm on my way.
Josef and Oskar spotted them.
- Who? - Our suspects.
- What about Vilhelm? - No. But that doesn't mean anything.
- I'm going with you. - No, you and Inger stay put.
- But I'm... - I'll call as soon as I know more.
- We were so close to catching them. - I know, you said.
Fuck...
Yes?
Okay.
- They're at the petrol station. - Shit...
An employee recognised Nina.
- See Nina anywhere? - No.
Police! Get on your knees!
- Get down! - On your knees!
- Get down! - Down, down!
On your knees! Hands on your head!
Get down!
Hands on your head!
Where's Nina? Eh?
- Where's Nina? - In the bathroom outside.
Let him go!
- Let him go! - Easy!
Put your fucking gun down, you hear? Let him go!
- I fucking mean it, let him go! - No one's getting shot.
I'll shoot him!
Calling all units:
We have a hostage situation with armed suspects in Ingarö.
Backup requested. Approach with great caution.
Let Milo go. Let him go!
I said let him go!
- He's dead, you hear me! - Put the gun down.
- Tell them! - Fuck!
Calm down!
- I'll kill him! - Alex...
- Alex, please... - Let him go, Josef!
Fuck! Alright, alright.
Let him go, Nina.
I understand.
Thank you.
He's alive.
But he's still a hostage.
What?
What? What...
What the... What's going on?
- They can't just disappear! - We shouldn't have let the bastard g
It appears he threatened Nina's paren at gunpoint,
and stole their car as well as a mobile phone.
We have helicopters searching this entire area,
and roadblocks have been set up at every motorway exit.
So they're practically surrounded, but the search area is huge.
- It will take time. - Shouldn't we be out there?
Sure, it's only Värmdö. We'll do a quarter of the county each
- It's a large area, so why not... - You don't say!
- You don't even have a fucking car! - Stop it!
Enough!
I can't just sit at home. I need to keep myself busy.
Josef's right - we can't search an entire county.
But you know what? We're the best detectives in the coun
and we still have a murder to solve.
If we find out why Chris was killed, maybe that'll lead us to Nina.
- And this... - We've ID'd the boyfriend:
Milo Razza, aged 24.
Minor prior convictions: theft, assau With an address in Högdalen.
Police!
Clear!
- Clear! - All clear!
Yes, a neighbour saw them here this morning.
I'm pretty sure they're after the stolen money.
The question now is whether they've found the money,
or if they're still looking for it.
They've done some serious digging, it's all up here on the wall.
Where are we?
What...
What do you want?
Your name's Nina, right?
And Milo?
- I'm Vilhelm. - Thanks, we know.
- I'm only a trainee... - Shh!
Let's move.
Just so you know, I get it.
Things got out of hand. No matter what you do, you...
Shut up!
There it is, baby.
- What the fuck! - What's wrong, babe?
- The key doesn't fit. - Impossible.
- It doesn't fit. - Let me try.
Fuck!
- Look inside the flower pot. - I told you to shut up!
Got it?
Here. Hold this.
Mm.
Sure, you call me back. Yes.
I've checked every traffic cam in the county.
But no luck. No sign of them.
It's 2.30 am, so feel free to go home and get some sleep.
- Briefing's at nine tomorrow morning - Righto.
Okay.
Nearly 24 hours after the policeman was taken hostage,
police still have no trace of the sus
Both are described as armed and extremely dangerous to the public
The kidnapping is linked to the murde of one of the men involved
in the notorious Bålsta robbery.
Sources say the murder-kidnap could be connected
to the missing loot of close to eight million kronor.
What are you looking for?
- Milo. - What?
- Come here. - What?
Kiss me.
Oskar Bergman.
Yes.
Okay.
And the helicopter?
Yes, I see.
Yes, good. Thanks.
Hello?
No, no, I'm stuck in traffic. I'll be there in ten.
Yes. Bye.
Right then, welcome. Make yourself at home.
- You forgot, didn't you? - No. It's just...
Work's been a bit hectic lately.
- That thing with Ingo's cash? - Now it's a bloody hostage situation
So I need to get back to work.
- No probs. You'll be back later, rig - Yeah.
- Let's grab a beer and catch up. - Sure, yeah, maybe.
So how does this work? Are you allowed out?
- Any visitors? - I'm actually seeing a counsellor to
- Oh yeah? - As part of my reintegration.
- Never too late to fix your childhoo - So I've heard.
Reckon therapy can fix our messed-up childhood?
Leave me out of your therapy shit.
- Nice shirt. - Thanks.
I stabbed our old man to death.
Was I wrong? Maybe.
Now I have to live with that, while you play cop. Funny, isn't it?
Sure. One brother a cop, the other a thug.
What better way to stay in touch?
- Mind if I borrow your car? - Sure, take it.
Want my gun, badge and handcuffs, too?
Sorry. I didn't sleep last night.
Take the car.
- You sure? - No problem.
Cheers.
Stay out of trouble.
Later, bro.
- Take care. - You, too. Ciao.
Nothing in the basement, nothing in the attic!
- Milo, calm down. - Huh?
- Milo! - What?!
This is all your fault!
My fault? You're the one who swore that bloody key would fit!
You went too far!
You went too fucking far!
- Fuck. - Okay, just...
Hey... Let's think about this.
What's there to think about? The money's not here. We're screwed.
There's no fucking money.
- It's not here. - Okay. Babe... Babe, listen.
Think Thailand. Check the basement again. Yeah?
She started mixing with the wrong people at a young age.
She was drawn to "bad boys". Always was.
Nina reported her ex-husband Chris to the police on four occasions,
both for assault and rape.
The investigations were closed, despite Nina going in and out of hosp
with bleeding, cuts...a broken arm.
We didn't know. She never told us.
I guess she got tired of having to explain herself and defend.
- You know. - How did it come to that?
Like any parent, I'd do anything to help my child.
Drop everything to help. But what if they won't let you?
Well? What do you do?
When they won't accept your help?
What if the money's not here?
What happens then?
Nina...
I know things are messed up.
But we can still get out of this, without anyone getting hurt.
We? Really, Vilhelm?
See those bungalows? We're going to run that place.
Milo knows some people.
Looks amazing.
- Just out of the shower? - Yep.
Martin's called a meeting.
I did a bit of thinking last night.
Milo did his homework on the robbery.
He mapped out every single property Ingo and the others had access to.
A farm on Gotland, a boat in Norrtälje - Luna.
Even a garage Ingo worked at.
So Milo tried to figure out where the money was hidden?
A treasure hunt of sorts.
- I've compiled a list of the materia - Good work.
By all means, but I doubt we'll find the money
in any of the locations on that list.
- Why not? - Look at this.
What, his wall?
What do you see?
- Something's missing. - Exactly.
Your witness placed them at the flat yesterday morning.
After Simic's murder, and before the kidnapping.
So they went back to his flat to get something.
Whatever was on that wall...
...they took it down and brought it with them.
Then headed straight for Värmdö.
So if we find a property in that area linked to the robbers,
and that's missing from this wall,
I'm fairly certain that's where we'll find the money.
Hopefully along with Nina and Milo.
And Vilhelm. Look into that.
What did you do?
To Chris?
Eight million isn't enough, but it's So where the hell is it? Eh?
Värmdö - keys are in the hall.
Okay, in Värmdö. Where?
I know, I know.
I know where it is.
Nina! Nina... Come on.
- Let's go. - You couldn't have done it anyway.
You couldn't handle being a mum.
It's all over.
You and I both know the police will show up any second.
But I can talk to them.
Just let me talk to them first.
This? You want this?
Then take it. Go on.
I can't.
This won't end well.
POLICE HOSTAGE
"Nina, come home!"
While Milo Razza's background was plagued by violence and crime,
Nina Fehre grew up in a seemingly normal family.
Her parents, Max and Anna, are both involved in their local chur
We grieve for Nina, we always say.
So what happened?
How did this ordinary girl find herself mixed up in violence
and on the run from the law?
I feel terrible.
Like any parent, I'd do anything to help my child.
Drop everything to help. But what if they won't let you?
What do you do?
If Nina was here now, what would you like to say to her?
Nina, my dear child, please come home
Please don't do anything stupid.
Your mother and I want nothing more
than for you to talk to us again.
I get what you've been through. But y have people who care about you.
Shut up!
Hi. It's me.
You were married to Nisse Westlin?
That's right. Did he own a house in Värmdö?
- No? Any links to the area? - I need you to check your records.
For any properties belonging to an Ingemar Björkegren.
- No? Okay. - No. How about further back?
What are you going to do?
- Chris abused you. Any judge would.. - Shut up!
What's wrong, babe? Hey? What did he say?
Hey, hey, hey...
You're okay. I'm here.
I'm here forever, baby.
- Your dad and some woman. - Eva Kremer. I told them to come.
What?
- Welcome. - Hello, Nina.
Whoa, are you mad? What if they led the cops here?
No, we didn't.
- I just want to talk. - If the cops come, you're dead. Got
Got it?
Yes, of course.
Here, take a seat.
And you sit over there, Daddy dearest
- After the interview, you surrender. - Yes, I gave my word.
Surrender?
- What do you mean, surrender? - Trust me.
- What's going on? - Trust me.
- I don't understand. - You alright?
Hands are numb, but I'm okay.
How flipping hard can it be?
That numbskull cracked it, why can't we?
- He knows something we don't. - Let's go over it again, so...
Where in Värmdö?
Svartträsket? There.
Great, thanks. Bye. I've got somethin
Ingo's aunt owned a house in Värmdö, where he stayed as a kid. Here.
- Very interesting. -Her stepson inherited the house.
But apparently he never stays there.
Now, let's see... Okay.
Nina, you wanted to talk to me after seeing my interview.
Mm-hmm, yes.
Yeah, it was a really lovely piece
about how much my parents love me and want me to come home.
My idyllic childhood.
I got hold of those records you asked me for.
And I see that your preschool reported a welfare concern.
However, social services didn't take the matter any further.
Excuse me, but...
What's all this about?
That was a misunderstanding.
She had a fall, so one of her teachers assumed...
No, no, no. I won't be...
Sit back down!
- You need to calm down. - Shut up. Sit.
Please.
So the address is 15 Sandö road in Värmdö.
We're about eight, ten minutes away.
Great, thanks.
The SWAT team's right behind us.
Um... Nina.
Why don't you tell us how you remember your childhood?
Right. My childhood...
I remember the punishments. Being disciplined.
- In what way? - My parents put a padlock on the fri
Sometimes I'd go days without food.
He'd ignore me for an entire week.
Cold showers...
And for what?
Well, like I said...
...she was a difficult child.
We did it out of love.
- The Bible says... - I tried my best, Dad.
To be just like you wanted.
Stop, stop, stop!
Back up, back up. Slowly.
Stop. Over there.
- Clear! - What about the boot?
Empty.
- The house isn't far from here. - You two come with us.
You stay and search the area.
Martin... Martin!
- We will find him. - Yes...
When I was six years old, he locked me in the basement.
Left me there all night to repent for my sins, he said.
- Do you remember why? - No, I...
I ate a bit of the cake. It was the day before my birthday.
I sat there...in the cold...
...in the cold and damp, waiting for you to let me out.
All fucking night.
And when you finally did, you'd already thrown the cake out.
Well, um...
He who spares the rod, hates his son.
But he who loves him, chastens him. You were bold, so I...
You're the one who made my life hell!
You and your punishments every fucking week!
- I never laid a hand on you. - No...
No. Lucky me.
No, I've had enough of this.
Nina, it's your call.
Your call.
Say the word, and I'll finish him.
So... What happens now?
Interview's over.
Any questions?
Yes or no?
Babe...
Nina...
You need help.
And God will forgive you.
No!
GOD BLESS OUR HOME
Easy now.
Easy.
- We need to go in. - No, we'll wait for the SWAT team.
Vilhelm!
Quick, quick!
- Are you okay? - She shot her dad. It's just them no
What are they playing at?
Can you picture us there? Sipping our mojitos?
Mm.
I see it. But you're naked. Why are you naked?
Crazy girl.
I so wish I'd met you sooner.
I'll try to get a clear shot.
Where the hell are they?
Who are they shooting at?
Where's our backup?
We're going in.
Fuck...
I think I know where the money is.
According to the records, the boat was in Värmdö at the time of the heis
Ingo somehow got it transferred to a marina in Norrtälje,
while he was still in prison.
- Anyone here lately? - A fella came by earlier today.
But I was busy, so...
No way, he broke into the boat?
- What did he look like? - Never seen the man before.
35 or thereabouts.
Surely there's nothing worth stealing on an old barge like this?
Wow, great parking spot. The key.
- I drive like a king. - You park like a right dick.
- Nice and close, right? - Great. Thanks.
And a parking ticket!
Shit...
- So...how was counselling? - Yeah, it was alright.
- Where were you yesterday? - Huh?
Where did you drive to?
- To that shrink, then the jobcentre. - Okay.
I guess the ground was muddy outside the shrink's office.
Well?
For fuck's sake...
- What do you expect me to do? - Give your brother a second chance.
With money that no one will ever miss
How about this: Next game - best out of five sets.
What?
NORRTÄLJE PRISON
Oh god...
- Are you okay? Let's have a look at - I'm alright.
Something on your mind?
Well, do you remember how we first met?
- No. - Attila brought us together.
- Ah yes, your budgie. - No, zebra finch.
I had just moved in.
He got out of his cage and flew up on someone's balcony.
This man walks out.
He very cleverly goes back inside and fetches a colander.
- That man was you, Martin. -Yes...
- The little bugger wouldn't stay put - No, he flew over to Lundgren's plac
But you bravely risked life and limb and climbed onto their balcony,
catching the bird in your colander.
- Lundgren wasn't alone. - No.
- You barged in mid-act! - The lady looked up.
And saw me standing on the balcony.
She screamed the house down, "Who the hell are you?!"
And you replied, "Relax, lady."
"Martin Beck, Stockholm Police."
I'm moving out.
- What? - I have my health to think about.
I'm not 27 any more, you know.
- No, but... - Say, do you fancy a little nightcap
Sure, you bet.