03x08 - In the Name of God

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IN THE NAME OF GOD

All of you gathered here know
a person becomes a h*m* -

- because of genetic defects.

You also know that h*m*
marriages threaten the Swedish race.

Gays don't have children.

Did you forget that h*m* was
classified as an illness in Sweden -

- as late as 1979?

Illnesses should be eradicated,
not spread. Always have been.

Today the g*y disease is spreading
throughout the country like wildfire.

In the media, in politics,
in the entertainment world.

Ordinary people are accepting gays
as a natural part of society.

An acceptance that in the long run
threatens our entire nation, -

- our legacy and our future.

What's next? Are we going to accept
paedophiles and necrophiliacs?

Handle them with kid gloves, -

- give them preferential treatment
and free access to the media?

Is that the legacy
we want to leave our children?

A society in total moral decay-

- inhabited by brutish beasts
devoid of all Christian values?

Tonight I ask only one thing of you:
Think about it.

Hello. Okay.
I'll be there in 45 minutes.

- I'm going to grab a cab.
- How about a nightcap?

- No thanks. Goodnight.
- Goodnight.

- Larsson.
- It's Martin. Where are you?

- Here.
- At home?

- Why? Are you sick?
- Yes.

- Want me to tell...
- Can you come over?

- To your place?
- Yes.

Sure...

- We've got a m*rder on our hands.
- Come when you can.

- We're all done.
- Talk to Gunvald?

He's sick. Where's the body?

The victim is one Gösta Erik Jansson,


Issued December 4th, 2002,
expires December 4th...

- Oskar!
- Okay...

Two teenagers found him
this morning at around 8:44.

- Did they see anyone else?
- No. All we've got is the iron bar.

Nothing in his pockets
apart from his ID. Could be robbery.

- Or maybe drug-related?
- Save the speculations for later.

- Want to talk to the teenagers?
- No, you do that. I have to go.

- Sure.
- See you downtown.

Why did he come at all?

When did it start?

Friday...

I drove round
looking for that guy.

I told you to go home.

At 1:30... I drove to the docks.

Christ, I don't know how I got home.

- Want me to call a doctor, Gunvald?
- Why?

He was k*lled at the scene,
presumably with the iron bar.

- A quick and efficient execution.
- Needle marks?

No.

He's got a clean sheet.
We've notified Narcotics.

- Oskar and Lena are at Oljelund's.
- Why isn't Gunvald with them?

- Any luck?
- Yes. Know what field he was in?

- Criminal activities?
- He was a paparazzo photographer.

- h*m*?
- I don't know. Why do you ask?

Several h*m* have been
brutally m*rder*d lately.

Beck.

- I'll check up on it.
- Good. When's Gunvald coming?

He's sick. Isn't that what you said?

- Gunvald's sick.
- What's wrong with him?

- Do we have to go into that now?
- Go into what? My office.

- Burnt out?
- Yes... or almost.

He's been working around the clock,
even on weekends.

Almost 120 hours of overtime
in two weeks.

- Has he talked to a doctor?
- Not yet. You know him.

- Let's give him a couple of days.
- One.

Okay.

Sneaking pictures of celebrities.
What do you get out of that?

You get k*lled.

Someone's been here
after the m*rder. No camera in sight.

He was a photographer, and this is
his studio. Found any keys on him?

No.

He drank too much. Oskar
talked to two of his old girlfriends.

- What about his ex-wife?
- She died of cancer seven years ago.

All we know about the m*rder night is
he received a phone call at 22:35.

It was from a phone booth.
His financial situation was so-so.

To sum it all up, we've got a boozy
paparazzo leading a mediocre life.

Forensics found a jacket in his car
with a notepad and two pens.

The notepad was new and blank,
and the prints belonged to him.

- Very interesting.
- Yup, we took one of the pens apart.

Half the pen is a USB memory stick.

People mingling in public.
Peter Jihde, Princess Madeleine...

This one is taken through a window.
What are they doing?

- Dancing.
- You dance that way?

- Gunvald doesn't answer his phone.
- He probably took it off the hook.

- Celebrity porn? Nice pictures.
- Very.

By the way, there's nothing
to indicate that he was g*y.

- Okay... It was just a thought.
- Check this out.

Are they together?

You also know that h*m*
marriages threaten the Swedish race.

Gays don't have children.

Did you forget h*m* was
classified as an illness in Sweden -

- as late as 1979?

Illnesses should be eradicated,
not spread.

The g*y disease is spreading
throughout the nation like wildfire.

In the media, in politics,
in the entertainment world.

Ordinary people are accepting gays
as a natural part of society.

Hi, it's Margareta. Fine, thanks.

Can we meet sometime tonight?
Good.

Park's Bar, okay?
I'll tell you then.

- Who is it?
- Your dance partner.

You've got candles. Imagine that.

I inherited them.

- The candles?
- Well, those too. The candle sticks.

I found them in a drawer and thought
they'd provide the right lighting.

Who did you inherit them from?

- Who do you inherit stuff from?
- I didn't inherit a thing.

Oh, yes I did.
A debt to the funeral parlour.

And a stuffed polar bear.

My dad got it from his friends
for his fiftieth.

It's musty
and I've put it in my hall.

- You kept it?
- I did.

- But it's musty.
- So was my dad.

- Have you got a polar bear?
- No.

Well, I have a painting.

My parents brought it back for me-

- from... I guess they'd
been to Morocco, in the sixties.

It's god-awful.

- But you've kept it?
- Yes, it's in the hall.

Why?

- I don't know.
- Maybe it's a bit musty.

Maybe. Maybe I am too.

- Oberg.
- It's me. I've been calling you...

I stayed late downtown
for a meeting. What did you want?

- Nothing much...
- What's it like there?

Nice and quiet. Well, one of the
small window panes is broken.

I was thinking we might expand
the deck toward the lake.

- That might be a good idea.
- You can let the Clematis spread.

That would look nice, I guess.
Find a lot of mice poop?

Not much... Is anything wrong?

I have to talk to you about
something, but not over the phone.

- Has anything happened?
- No. We'll talk when you come home.

- Okay. Pleasant dreams, darling.
- You too. Goodnight.

Vilhelm's got English at school now
and he's taken up hockey.

And an X-ray of my breasts revealed
a tumour the size of a coconut.

- A coconut?
- Yes, the size of a coconut.

- What?
- The tumour in my left breast.

- What?
- Vilhelm's taken up hockey.

- What tumour?
- You're so not present.

- Why do you want to meet for lunch?
- To talk.

- Ever tried talking to a coconut?
- Not really.

That's what I do
every time we're here.

- I'm sorry, but I've got...
- Is it Gunvald?

- I'm thinking about quitting.
- Quitting? We have to talk.

- No...
- Yes!

- Quit the force?
- Yes.

You're not fit to make a decision
like that in your present state.

It would be a great loss
to us... in all respects.

You go too far, when you're in that
mood, and we have to take the rap.

But I respect you like few others
for your integrity and devotion.

With all that it entails.

Personally,
I'd feel a great void in my life.

Particularly now.

About the things we discussed
last night, I think I have to...

I have to tell.
I can't suppress it. No, I have to.

Pardon? When?

Sure. Come on over.
Sten is in the country.

See you.

This is painful and awkward
for both of us.

We go back a long way.

But I have to tell. I have no choice.

- As a matter of fact you do.
- What's that?

None of the pics are worth murdering
for. So why hide them in the pen?

He'd only have hidden pics he knew
constituted a risk in the pen.

Yes... So what's your point?

- I think the pen holds the key.
- Great. Give me a lift home?

Next to her we have Sofia Manberg,
editor-in-chief of "Clio".

And the Moderates' spokesperson
on trade policy, Andrea Lundmark.

And finally, Ulla Markvad,
vice-president of the Förenings Bank.

Tonight's topic is
gender equality in working life.

- Martin speaking.
- I need to talk to you.

- Now? What's up?
- Please come over. I'm home.

Sure.

- What's up?
- It's all over.

Did you run out of booze?

- See?
- What?

The first thing that occurs to you
when you see me is booze.

- I'm sorry.
- No, you aren't.

You're right. I'm nothing.

- I'm pitiful. Always have been.
- Oh, come on...

When I was 14,
I stole a goose from the Zoo.

I'm despicable.

You'd better go.
I want to be alone.

Sure.

Martin.

Spare me a minute
of your precious life, will you?

Come sit
with your jinxed neighbour.

But I... Okay.

Dearman, what's up?

- What's that?
- Can't you tell?

- Yes, it's a piece of bark.
- No, it's a boat.

A frigate. A bark frigate.

Only the sails are missing.

- Here are the holes for the masts.
- I can see that.

My little brother carved these
when he was eight.

We had a race in the stream.

He won with this one.

He gave it to me when I moved
away from home. As a memento.

He died yesterday.

- Your little brother?
- Yes.

His heart... poof!
And then he was gone. Dead.

Now I'm on my own.

Look, you've still got me. I'm here.

Thank you, Martin.
It's just you and me now, see?

Want me to get you a..?

No. I never drink when
I'm in mourning. My dad taught me.

"Let your feelings pour out.
Don't drown them with drink. "

"Otherwise it'll all go to hell. "

Wise words.

I really am sorry
but I've got to go.

It's okay, Martin. It's okay.

- I just had to get it all out.
- I understand.

Off you go.

Come on in, Martin.

I need to talk to you about something
I've only just found out...

Keep the change. Bye.

Margareta?

It's Martin.

Hello.

Margareta...

This is Martin Beck.

TRAUMACENTER

- Isn't that Gunvald's car?
- Yes.

Hi.

"Personally,
I'd feel a great void in my life. "

Shot at close range twice.

Small b*ll*ts, fine-calibre weapon.
Fired from in front of her.

The accuracy of fire
suggests a quite proficient sh**ter.

The doctors say
the dorsal aorta was severed.

- Are you up for it?
- What?

Tomorrow.

- Meeting the press...
- Sure, sure.

We worked together for nearly
seven years, Margareta and I.

She was very...

Sure, I'm up for it.

Still no arrests for the m*rder
of Chief of Police Margareta Oberg.

She was shot in her home
last night.

Margareta Oberg was a popular chief
and well-known by the public.

I can only repeat:
No comments.

You've got all the forensic data
in the folders.

We don't have anything concrete yet.
The coroner's report is at the back.

We have to start from the beginning.

Perpetrator and motive?
Track her final 24 hours.

Whom did she meet and call?
Where has she been seen, etc.

- Have we checked her cell?
- Yes. It's all in the folder.

- Did she have any enemies?
- No.

We're interviewing the neighbours.

All we know for sure is
she called me just after 8pm.

- What did she want?
- She wanted me to come over.

- Did she say why?
- No.

How did she sound?

Sad.

She must have had something
to tell you.

Why else did she want to see you?

- But what? Was it connected to...
- Oskar...

- I'm talking too much.
- Yes.

It just wasn't like her
to sound so sad.

She was very unsentimental.

We've been through a lot together.
Tragedies...

Involving children and...

She was always very... touched,
indignant -

- and involved, but never...

I've never heard that voice before.
It was as if...

- As if she knew she was going to...
- No.

As if something very personal
had gone to pieces.

Bodil.

Check how many pictures we printed
from the USB stick. Wasn't it 132?

Yes. The final picture was no. 132.

Strange. I only have 130.

- And you haven't removed any?
- No.

Margareta?

- What time did you see her?
- Around 9:30.

I was the last to leave and wondered
what she was doing in here.

- What was she doing?
- She may have been on the phone.

- Why would she remove the photos?
- Are they coming or what?

Yes, take it easy.

- Did she know we downloaded them?
- I don't think so.

- It's her. Andrea Lundmark.
- The politician?

- We were at a hearing with her...
- When Margareta was shot.

- Who's he?
- I don't know. Where are you going?

I hope he isn't heading
for another heart attack.

Andrea is an old friend of Margareta.

They were very... close knit
at a certain point.

Andrea was a great support to her
when she lost a child.

- I never knew.
- It was before my time.

They weren't that close anymore.

Still,
Margareta felt indebted to Andrea.

She was very fond of her.

This is shocking.

- The man, you mean?
- Yes. It isn't Gustaf.

You think Margareta removed
the pictures to protect her friend.

Is that any motive for m*rder?

I don't know where they were taken
or why. But it's our only lead.

Maybe Jansson was a blackmailer.

His financial situation was
after all "so-so", as Bodil put it.

Martin, this is it.

- Martin Beck.
- Gustaf Lundmark.

Andrea will see you in the parlour.
You can leave your jackets in here.

I'm devastated by Margareta's death.

- We were old friends.
- We're all shocked.

When did you see her last?

At a fundraiser a week before...

Before she...
Have you got any idea why?

- The paper says it was a robbery.
- We don't know yet.

Can you help us with these?

- Who took them?
- He's dead. m*rder*d.

- Who is that you're kissing?
- I won't answer that.

What a shame. Then we'll have
to turn to the media for help.

Is this relevant to the investigation
of Margareta's m*rder?

- Yes.
- His name is Erik Gindorf.

- What is your relationship?
- Can't you tell from the photos?

- When were they taken?
- I don't know.

So you kiss each other often?

- Do you know who you're talking to?
- Oh yes.

- You have intimate relations?
- We have a relationship.

- Does your husband know about it?
- No.

- When did she come to the hearing?
- She was late. Around 8:10pm.

- When did Margareta call you?
- Just after 8. Sure about the time?

- You don't think she...
- I'm just looking for a motive.

- Infidelity?
- Those damned photos are involved!

- Check out this Erik Gindorf.
- Have you eaten anything today?

Tell Bodil to find out everything she
can about Andrea Lundmark. Now!

Darling, you have
a committee meeting in an hour.

Anything wrong?

As a Young Moderate she wrote
for the infamous "The Swedish Line".

- What about it?
- It had a dubious view on Nazism.

MP in 94, rose in the Party to become
part of the inner circle in 2000.

The rest of the group has checked
out her phone records -

- her appointment book, and have
talked to the neighbours. Nothing.

- We're not getting anywhere.
- We'll just have to shape up then!

All I'm saying is...

Even if Margareta removed
the photos to protect Andrea, -

- it's hardly any motive for m*rder.
Infidelity!

Involving a famous politician?
Classic m*rder motive.

I apologise for my outburst.
I wasn't mad at you.

- I know.
- What are you doing?

I'm going through the photos.

Something about this adultery
just doesn't add up.

- Stop.
- What?

Can you zoom in?

- I've seen that before.
- Where?

Where...

THE TEUTONIC CROSS

- Who is Bo Sevemark?
- The national Chief of Co-ordination.

He keeps all the police districts
updated by way of infiltration etc.

Oberg attended Sevemark's seminar
on right wing extremist groups.

Aha, The Teutonic Cross.

A medieval symbol
bagged by The Brotherhood of Lot.

It's an American organisation
and now they have a Swedish branch.

What line are they in?

- Whisky?
- Please.

The Brotherhood of Lot is part
of the religious undergrowth.

Their aim is to breed a conservative
Christian right wing in Sweden.

- We know all that.
- No thanks, I'm driving.

Several accepted religious
communities have formed an alliance.

They have a violent following who is
inspired by their prophesy of doom.

- What communities do you mean?
- The Word of Life, the Evangelists.

And a long line of sects such as-

- The Bible Temple, The Pure Cross
and The Brotherhood of Lot.

- What are they after?
- They say Sweden is in moral chaos.

They're against ab*rtion,
h*m*, immigrants, -

- and for Christian schools...
It's a murky mishmash.

But dangerous. Some see themselves
as t*rrorists in the name of God.

The Brotherhood just issued a death
list of 147 h*m* celebrities.

- When was the brotherhood founded?
- We don't know.

We only just got wind of them through
a mole. That led to the seminar.

- Do you know who heads them?
- Not the hard core.

Listen to this.

We managed to tape one
of their more charismatic disciples.

...as an illness as late as 1979?

- It's him.
- Erik Gindorf.

- You know him?
- Yes.

Illnesses should be eradicated,
not spread.

- Did Margareta see this tape?
- Yes.

Margareta knew all about Gindorf
and his affair with Andrea.

- What now?
- Bring Gindorf in.

- At this hour?
- I want him there in 30 minutes.

Please sit down.

My name is Martin Beck.
This interview will be recorded.

- You and Andrea Lundmark.
- Yes.

These pictures could crush you, huh?

An adulterous liaison between you
and a famous politician.

The results would be damaging.

- Have you been offered a way out?
- What do you mean?

Have you or Andrea Lundmark
been blackmailed with these pictures?

No.

You're a minister
in The Brotherhood of Lot.

- Is Andrea Lundmark aware of this?
- You'd better ask her that.

Is she a member?

You woke me late at night.
I'm here of my own free will.

Why exactly am I here?

We think you're involved in the
m*rder of Chief of Police Oberg.

Where were you Tuesday night?

I was with one of my congregation.

- Can anyone corroborate that?
- Yes.

He's lying and she's lying!

They planned the m*rder together
or used this damned Brotherhood.

- Call Andrea Lundmark...
- Get a grip, Martin!

It's 2:30.
Lundmark isn't going anywhere.

And we have to inform the group.

Have them come in at 6 am.

Spry for his age...

as*ault, arson and m*rder.

One of the victims was tortured and
burnt on a hill up on the High Coast.

The latest m*rder took place
in Vetlanda. Andreas Burman.

According to Sevemark, part of the
organisation is completely ruthless.

- How is the organisational build-up?
- Like a pie. Five sectors.

Recruitment, lobbying, financing, -

- online propaganda, and this small
slice is devoted to physical as*ault.

- They're involved in Oberg's m*rder?
- We think so.

- Have we got any names?
- I'm afraid not.

Hello there. Need any backup?

You're in no state to be here.
You're on sick leave and burnt out.

- This is official misconduct!
- Yup... Is that this guy Gindorf?

- Did you hear me?
- Is it?

- Yes!
- Right.

- Gunvald...
- I'm on sick leave.

Still no leads in the case
of Margareta Oberg's m*rder-

- despite massive funding.

The police haven't commented
on a motive.

Sources say
it may have been a contract k*lling.

You were at a hearing the night
Margareta was m*rder*d.

- Where were you prior to that?
- Here.

- Alone?
- Gustaf was here. Why do you ask?

Yesterday you said your latest
... last contact with Margareta -

- took place a week before she died.

At a fundraiser, yes.

- You didn't talk on the phone?
- No.

She made a call to this address
the day before she died.


Did she talk to your husband then?

- Is he here?
- No. What is it you want?

Do you think she was m*rder*d
in order to hide my affair?

No, we think she was m*rder*d to
hide something completely different.

"The sooner the h*m*
meets his executioner, -

- the fewer are his sins and
the better his chances of salvation. "

"Nail the h*m*. "
Know who wrote this?

- No.
- Erik Gindorf, your lover.

- Anything else?
- Yes.

This.

Oberg contacted you to say she knew
about your affair with Gindorf-

- and your involvement
with The Brotherhood of Lot.

She said she'd tell the police
which would have ruined you.

And not only you.

We have to cut off the sick branches
of the tree of society-

- before it's too late.
Before we too rot from the inside.

We must dare to do
what no one else dares to do.

Hallelujah! Hallelujah.
Praise the Lord.

- The sermon is over.
- It was fantastic.

Thank you. But it's over now.

It's hard.

What is?

The frustration.

That's always burdensome.
Why are you frustrated?

I've heard several
of your sermons, and they...

They really hit home.

Cut off the sick branches.
That's exactly how I feel.

The threat. It's everywhere.

I'm a martial arts instructor.

They're all over the place.

- You mean..?
- Gays.

They make me sick.

When you say we should cut off
the sick branches, you're so right.

I want to be a part of it.

- I get so frustrated.
- I understand.

I'd so like to... help.

But how?

There are those who need you.

We're going online again
as soon as the dust settles.

Until then you have to contact me
personally. Excuse me.

Carl Borsin.

What's his name?

Is it protected?
Register it to Björn Ek.

- Who's that?
- Now.

- You're into martial arts?
- I'm an instructor.

Have you ever heard
about The Brotherhood of Lot?

No, I don't read much.

But I heard about a minister
who said the right stuff about gays.

I listened to his sermons
and his words hit home!

- What's this... Brotherhood of Lot?
- Forget it. It's just a name.

Here's the deal, Björn.

We who strive to stop
the h*m* epidemic-

- have to be careful
who we work with.

We usually put new members
to the test.

- Interested?
- Sure. What kind of test?

You have to show us
how much you hate gays.

- Sure. What's the test?
- You got a cell?

Give me your number and
I'll call you when the time is right.

Okay. 0705-284709.

- Aren't you going to write it down?
- 0705-284709.

Bye.

Can you pick up Simone from school
at 1:15?

Only if you promise to be home when
we get there. I've got stuff to do.

- Beck.
- Carl Borsin.

He's a high-ranking member
of The Brotherhood of Lot.

See what you can find on him.
I'm on his tail.

This is between Margareta and me!

Check out Carl Borsin.

- Hungry?
- A little.

- Where is it?
- In the fridge. I want it toasted.

- Toasted?
- In the oven.

- In the oven?
- You put the bread in the oven.

- Where is it?
- Here.

- Hi.
- Hi. It's pre-baked.

- What is?
- The bread.

Okay. He's a martial arts instructor.

How are we going to test him?

How do we usually test people?

Carl.

When did he break in?

- Put down the hard drive.
- Or else?

Put it down.

- Where have you been?
- Here. It's from The Brotherhood.

- How did you get hold of it?
- Just check it out, okay? Thanks.

Gunvald, it's encrypted.

It's going to take time.

- Just call me, and I'll pick her up.
- Bye, Mom.

Talk to you later. Bye.

Gunvald. You fell asleep.

- Coffee?
- No. Find anything?

Not yet. I've been at it all night.
I've called in an encrypting expert.

I'm going home to take a shower.
Call me if anything crops up.

- Want some cocoa?
- Yes, please.

Mommy!

- Where's Simone?
- At Inger's. What's up?

- She doesn't answer.
- Inger?

sh*t!

- Where are you going?
- Inger!

Inger!

- Where's Simone? Where's Simone?
- I don't know!

- What did they look like?
- They were wearing hoods.

- Then where did he go?
- He's probably gone berserk!

Have they called? I went
to the church and the office...

Yes.

- Yes.
- Who was it?

Gunvald!

Gunvald...

- Calm down, for Christ's sake.
- Come on.

- A time and place. Then he hung up.
- Who?

How the hell should I know? Borsin.
We have something he wants.

- What?
- A hard drive.

- He wants to exchange it for Simone.
- Where?

This isn't some small time crook.
He's expecting me to come alone.

Think I'm going to let you go alone?

- Have you got any choice?
- Are you wearing a vest?

- No.
- In that case, wait!

- You took your time!
- Go!

- I'm alone and unarmed.
- Let me check the hard drive.

- Where is the girl?
- Let me check the hard drive.

- It checks out.
- Where's the girl?

Let her go.

Simone!

How do you expect
to get away with this?

With what? Has anything happened?

Don't forget, we know Simone now.

What a cute little girl.
You ought to think about her...

Police. Take me to Solna.

- Has he called?
- Where the hell has he gone?

I've alerted all units and Oskar is
out looking for him. What's this?

The Brotherhood of Lot. Call in
Sevemark. Is Andrea Lundmark here?

Yes.

- When did Margareta contact you?
- She called and asked to see me.

She showed me the pictures
and I told her about my affair.

Did she ask you
about The Brotherhood of Lot?

She asked me if I was aware
of Erik's involvement with them.

Which I denied.

- Did she believe you?
- Yes.

But then she called me the next day
because she'd spotted my Cross.

She was going
to give you the photos, -

- but I implored her to meet me.

She invited me over later that night.

What happened then?

I offered her a deal.

What's that?

Hide the photos and I'll give you
The Brotherhood on a silver plate.

- What a dirty offer.
- But a political one, all the same.

I've erased all info about myself.
You know I haven't broken the law.

I've been unfaithful and consorted
with the Brotherhood. That's all.

If those photos come out,
my life is ruined.

Besides, exposing the Brotherhood
will be a feather in your cap.

- Did she agree to the deal?
- She got the disc, I got the photos.

I meant a great deal to her... once.

When did you become aware
of Carl Borsin's involvement in this?

He asked me to meet him
at his office one day.

Erik had told him about Oberg
and the photos.

Carl was afraid it would be
linked to The Brotherhood.

He saw me as a liability
and was monitoring my moves.

He showed me the photos
I'd given Margareta at her house.

I think he followed me there.

THE MORGUE

- Recognise that woman? Do you?
- No.

- Look at her!
- No!

- You ought to.
- Why?

You saw her when you put
two b*ll*ts in her.

Don't you remember the people
you k*ll? Huh?

- What the hell are you doing?
- I'm gonna f*ck you. Like gays, huh?

- There... Come with me.
- Don't!

- Stop it! What are you doing?
- You'll see.

- No, listen!
- There.

- Let me out!
- Did you k*ll her?

Did you sh**t her?

...for the h*m*'
sinful and depraved way of life.

- Dear friends...
- Police.

Oljelund...
No more dead bodies tonight.

What do you mean, a rat?
We don't have any rats.

Where did you see it?

Christ! Oljelund just found Borsin.
Have you gone mad?

How did you know
where I was meeting Borsin?

We put a transmitter in the vest
and followed you.

It must've broke when you nailed him.

Thanks.

- See ya.
- Gunvald...

Hi there. How are things?

Talking to the balcony bum, are you?

You don't have to be confronted
with my failed little existence.

I'm moving out, you see.

- Are you...
- A man's got to move on.

What a shame.
I'm going to miss you like crazy.

I'm very happy to hear that, Martin.
It warms my heart.

- When are you moving out?
- At the end of the month.

Martin...

I'd like to give you this.

My brother's bark boat.

This is between you and me.
A memento.

Thank you very much.

- Where are you moving?
- One flight down.

- How about a snifter?
- Sure.

- Cheers.
- Cheers!

That brought back the Technicolor.

Hey, think you can fix me
some crates from work?