07x04 - The Lost Son

[bunniefuu]

You must leave us alone!
Do you get it?

But stick then, you b*stard! Drag!

I just want you to understand
one thing.

If I don't get the money, it's your
damn fault it's going to hell!

It's damn best for your own sake
that you call!

Sorry... Sorry!
I didn't mean that.

I love you
and I know you love me.

I just want to resolve this.
Call me.

What is it?!

So this is what it looks like
after the operation.

And unfortunately, as you see here-

- then there is a little bit left
at the temporal lobe.

I don't think it looks
that small. Now what?

I want to discuss it with my
colleagues before we make any decision.

Then we know whether a new operation
is relevant or not. Are you in pain?

- When can I start working again?
- No, Martin. Don't even think about it.

Now it's one day at a time.
One day at a time.

You will bring
home morphine and antispasmodics.

Take it, but do not exceed
the daily dose.

Rocky!

Rocky!

Rocky!

What have you?

What do you say, Alex? How do you think things
are going now that Martin is on sick leave?

That's fine.

What would you say
about taking over his position?

He has been gone for a week.

We need some new blood
in this house.

Someone who can eventually build
a vital organization.

We need someone like you, Alex.

No. It's nothing to me.

In addition to the fact that you are a good police officer
, we have your service abroad.

- It stands out.
- It's good if it doesn't.

Considering
it's classified.

And what I did
, I have no use for here.

Don't say that. We are always one step
behind organized crime.

Many thanks to the fact that your skills,
Alex, are not being used.

May not be used.

"Communication for the Purpose
of Tracking and Liquidation."

If we replace that last one
with "grab".

I want you to take over
from Martin Beck.

I'll think about it.

Then we take the cup with us.

Just don't think too long.

Male, likely Scandinavian
citizen. Not older than 30.

How can you know that?

Of course, I can't be
completely sure, but...

Healthy teeth, regular dental care,
three superficial caries attacks.

The only fix is ​​with composite.

- Amalgam was banned - 09 in Sweden.
- That sh*t is deadly.

I still have fillings, always ache
in the back of my head from the mercury.

It was not for health reasons,
but for environmental reasons that it was banned.

- Where did the dog find the jaw?
- Unclear.

But he came running from up here.

Good, Oskar.
Call again if anything comes up.

- Absolutely. See you later.
- Yes.

- Yes?
- The jaw comes from a man.

Deceased three to five years since-

Probably received dental care in Sweden.
So do a search in the dental register.

Let me start by informing you…

Yes, from the dog, then. Then I have a
mark here next to a tree trunk.

Damn, what time it takes.

Yes, this is where the tracks end. So the dog
should have found the jaw there.

- No other bone remains?
- No body at all.

It probably hasn't been here over
the winter, or even since the rain-

- last week. Then there would have
been an imprint in the vegetation-

- and more discoloration on the jaw.

- Footprints?
- Plenty. It is a rest area.

- Maybe someone put it here.
- Why would anyone do that?

I think outside the box. I don't know
why someone puts a jaw-

- in the middle of the forest.
Come on, we can't do more.

- Why so stressed?
- I'm trying to catch up on the night.

For once. I have
a daughter, if you don't remember.

Hello Darling.

- Tandoori, as you ordered.
- Lovely.

- God, how nice that you are home.
- Right?

Don't you want something?
It was you who wanted chicken.

Yeah, but I...I guess I wasn't
as hungry as I thought.

- Are you in pain?
- No no. A little dizzy from time to time.

What did they say, then? What do
the new surveys show?

That I should rest.
And then back to work.

- Ville has applied to the police academy.
- Huh?

Is it true? How fun!

But it's called the police college,
it's a college.

I have tried everything. Direction without
steering, freedom under responsibility.

But he must definitely follow
in grandpa's footsteps and become a cop.

But...aren't you happy?
There is nothing wrong with the police profession, is there?

Except it's life-threatening.

That most police officers
become completely antisocial over the years.

Have no privacy.
Everything I wish for my son.

But you, I've
been quite social, haven't I?

You really have no idea.

It must be some fox
who has dug out the jaw-

- and removed it
from the rest of the body.

No, wrong thinking.
The area is full of dog owners.

If the body was there, others
would have found the rest long ago.

And how do you know that?
You have a dog, right?

Bingo on the dental card.
His name is Viktor Eklund.

- So Cecilia Eklund's son?
- Correct.

- Who?
- The author.

- Who is it?
- Cecilia Eklund.

Her son disappeared five years ago.
He was 19.

There was a lot about it.
Martin led the case.

Did Martin work on this?
And what happened?

The preliminary investigation was dropped.

Are we the ones notifying the family?

No, we'll wait on that.
I want to know the cause of death first.

Then we just have to find the rest
of the 205 bones, then.

The rest of the body
is not on land.


that they don't find a damn piece of sh*t.

Taken. And it's not 205.
There are 220 bones in a body.

Damn Messerschmitt...

Yes? Good day, madame.
How are you?

And. And.

Yes, I was first stationed
in Syria and then in Jordan.

Alex!

Wait, Viktor.

Then you can swipe me 500 bucks
at once, then.

Yes, the bite mark on the right side
of the jaw is added-

- of a heavier impact that broke
the jaw from the skull bone.

But that wasn't what
k*lled him.

Here is a flatter impression.

But that probably wasn't what
k*lled him either.

Here we have a mark. Can be
the same attachment as at the jaw.

There we probably have what k*lled him.

The first hit the victim when he
was standing up, the second when he was lying down.

How long has this fabric
been in the water?

No more than a few days
if you assume the algae formation.

- Fingerprint or DNA?
- No.

This is a duvet cover.
My grandmother had a similar one.

I slept in one like this
when I was little. 70s.

You take a picture of yourself
on a beach in Spain-

- or a plate with an entrecôte.

No, entrecôte, that's it.
Wait, we'll get back to this.

Could you just do a little bit like this?
I feel I got a little sweaty.

A small herd came there. So. Thanks.

You take a picture of yourself
on a beach in Spain-

- or a plate of tapas
with a glass of red wine.

You post the image
and add a short text-

- about the greatness of the moment
and then you wait.

To be seen. Beloved. Right?

And yet you feel
this emptiness afterwards.

"Giving to get
- 10 life-changing tips".

God, what nonsense. I can name
ten setbacks that make one stronger.

Maybe time to write your own book.

It has sold roughly 300,000 copies
and will be published in the US in two weeks.

- What can I help you with?
- We are looking for Cecilia Eklund.

Sorry, she's busy right now.
But I'm her publicist.

- What is it about?
- We'd rather take that with Cecilia.

Yes, Cecilia is my mother.
Just a moment.

Maybe you shouldn't
publish the book here, eh?

This need for confirmation that...
- But we're filming!

- Sorry, mom. But it is important.
- Yes, we break there.

We have found the remains of Viktor.

Huh...? Victor? Have you found...?

Do you know how...?

It's too early to tell.

But you must know something
when you have found him. Something.

We cannot go into any details.

If you know something, you must tell me.
Where did you find him?

He was found outside Länna
in a forest area

- Does your family have any connection there?
- Lenna? No.

And not five years ago either?

Did something special happen
those days when he disappeared?

Did he mention anything related
to the area?

I told the police everything
over and over then when he disappeared.

How am I supposed to remember everything now?

- You wrote a book about Viktor.
- Yes.

But it was
about the loss and the uncertainty -

- about living with the doubt
and the sadness and all...

I understand.

- You, Oskar?
- Huh?

This old preliminary investigation
is the flimsiest thing I've read.

Yes, as I recall, there was
n't much to go on.

I was working on another m*rder case.
Martin pulled it himself.

- Hello.
- Hello. I...

- I hope I'm not disturbing.
- Not at all!

Come in. Oh thank you very much.

Glad you're home again.

So...

- So, thank you.
- Thank you very much.

Hey! Oh, how I have missed you!

Hi mom.

Why did this case end up
with you in the first place-

- if it was just a disappearance?

Because Fredén
put it on my table.

- Fredén?
- It was a prio crime, he said.

- Why?
- He knew Cecilia Eklund.

- And what did you come up with, then?
- Yes, the body was never found.

But I was quite convinced
that Viktor was not alive.

His cell phone and ATM card
had not been used for a long time.

No, his card was drained
by quite a large amount.

In an ATM, in the middle of the night,
without surveillance cameras.

Robbery m*rder?

Well, maybe the k*ller wanted
us to believe that.

- You think they knew each other?
- That clears up what I thought.

We had no motive, we had no
m*rder weapon, we had no body.

- But now we have a body.
- Yes...

Was there anyone you suspected? Anyone?

I could not determine
exactly when Viktor disappeared.

It took some time before the family
reported him missing.

The date on which the money
was withdrawn from the ATM-

- was the only thing I had.
But taken out by whom?

The perpetrator moved the body
a few days ago.

And how do you know
it was the perpetrator?

Yes Yes. Someone did it.

- Have you found the crime scene?
- No.

Secured DNA from the perpetrator?

No.

But you didn't answer my question.
Did you suspect someone?

Alex, I could be wrong.
And then I won't help you.

This preliminary investigation
has no direction at all-

- and it's not like you, Martin.

Examine the mother.

So when I've finally accepted
that they wouldn't find him-

- then everything starts again.

I'm not flying back to London
until this is sorted out, mum.

For your information.

Do they know...how he died?

Yes probably.
But the police say nothing.

- Is it the same investigator?
- No, thank God.

It's a woman, Alexandra Beijer.

I can't stand the idea
that we weren't enough for Viktor.

We did everything we could.

I'm canceling the New York trip,
Mom.

No no. I want to go to New York.
I'm going to New York.

In order for me to keep going,
I had to let the beautiful-

- that is, my memories,
facing this unthinkable-

- that Viktor, my son,
disappeared without a trace.

- And it doesn't matter...
- Bye, Alex!

Bye, Josef.

You... Have you heard from Martin?

He'll be back again in a few weeks.

Okay...
Did he say anything about the preliminary investigation?

- He agreed.
- If?

That it is thin.

Viktor's remains are
suddenly moved just a few days ago.

There must have been a reason.

Perhaps there was a risk that the body
could be found where it lay.

The lake was not
a randomly chosen location.

The k*ller must have known the area.

You're going to stop, right?

What makes you think that?

- The phone call. Interpol? Brussels?
- No.

Private sector, yes.

Too bad you were curious.

You're the kind of person who's always
on your way somewhere else, Alex.

I hear you've taken
a new hobby psychology course.

Glad you got the highest score.

What are you running from?

I don't
want you to talk about it with anyone.

Okay. That you're going to quit
or that you're running away?

f*ck off.

Have a nice evening.

You, I'll take the stairs then.

Hell, may I ask:
Have you seen any brides?

Long hair and big boobs.

- Sorry, you can't be in here.
- All right...

Hello, excuse me. You can't
be in here, you can go out.

Man, I don't want no trouble.

- Who's talking about fighting?
- I kind of just want a toilet.

But we have a toilet outside,
you can go to it.

It will be a little... Come, I'll show.

Come on.

Come on.

- Huh? This way, this way.
- What did you say?

Here.

Take it easy, take it easy.

I will help you. You accidentally
hit yourself. Take it easy.

Miro!

- Damn, someone's lying here...
- How the hell did he get in here?

I do not know. I went out of the
toilet, and he was just lying there.

Hey! Come, I'll lift you.

Listen, it's Leon here. I have
a Seiko Astron and a gold link.

How much?

Excuse. Is it true that Viktor
Eklund has been found dead?

It's nothing I know of.

But you're the one investigating the case, aren't you?

- Says who?
- I cannot reveal that.

- But you're Alex Beijer, aren't you?
- Yes.

- Was he m*rder*d?
- I have nothing to say.

Beaten to death, is that right?

Yes, you hear. Now there are headlines.
Someone tipped off the press.

- I guess it's the family.
- No. There is someone in the house.

How do you know that?

The journalist knew
it was a m*rder-

- and that he was beaten to death.

All interrogations we hold
from now on-

- will be affected by
what is written in the newspapers.

- You think it's one of us?
- No. I haven't said that.

You should probably prepare for the fact that
a lot will be written about this.

So it is important that you do not
talk to any journalists.

No, I haven't talked
to anyone outside the family.

And I flew home from London
as soon as I heard.

Do you remember the last time you met Viktor
?

I think it was
the end of January-

- as he called and wanted to borrow
money. So that I carried over a little.

I mean when you
last saw him.

- Boxing Day.
- Yes, that could be true.

We had dinner here and Viktor turned up
and ruined Christmas for the rest of us.

Then he disappeared.

That was the last time
I saw my brother too.

How then destroyed? What happened then?

He was affected. Turned on.

He drank a little. But he
never used drugs here at home.

Did he have any enemies or enemies?

It is completely impossible for us
to know.

He lived entirely
his own life.

During that time
Viktor was not at home at all.

- He was at those clubs.
- Where did he live?

I do not know.
I asked him, but he…

Yes, he said "with some friends",
but not which ones.

- Did he have debts?
- No, not that I know of.

But you gave him
a lot of money.

Yes, but I loved him.
He was my son.

Of course I gave him money
if he needed it.

But not the last three months.

Viktor hung out with the wrong people.
He was in constant need of money.

Mom simply gave up in the end.

How do you know he was hanging out with the
wrong people? Did you meet them?

No. No...

What should we prepare for? You said
they will write about Viktor.

What will they write about?

They will most likely
write that he was m*rder*d.

How could you talk about your brother like that?
Trash him like that.

Is that really a good idea?

Please don't take that one.

Viktor is m*rder*d.
And people want to know why.

They will pursue us


Nothing will be sacred.
No respect.

We will be hanged by all
those who think they know better.

Yes. And we can't do anything about it.

- Your mother is wanted.
- She is a role model.

She coaches a number of people
in business-

- and has been
named coach of the year three years in a row.

Impressive.

It was you
who reported Viktor missing.

When I hadn't heard from him
in two months, I did.

How was your relationship?

He could call like this
just to talk about nothing.

Then he could be gone
for several weeks without hearing from you.

In the end, we turned it off.

The last time I saw him so…

What?

No, but he had gotten
so skinny, so...

So I didn't recognize him at first.

- Who did he hang out with?
- I've said all this before.

I understand it's painful
to bring all this up again-

- but you have to try.

There was a guy... I met
him, but don't remember his name.

Could you describe
what he looked like?

Dark, I think. With worn jeans.

That guy went crazy when Linnea
tried to get Viktor into a taxi.

The reason would be that Viktor
owed him money. Very.

Why is Linnea's testimony
not included in the preliminary investigation?

She points out a suspect.
Did Martin talk to her?

I do not remember.

- Did she give any information?
- Yes.

Dark haired, twenty...yeah. Fluffy.
Where are you going?

Have lunch with an old enemy.

- Shall I come along, right?
- No, he doesn't like policemen.

Jörgen... How were my skills?

It was good. Yummy.

I know, damn it. Everyone loves my food.

- You recognize him, don't you?
- No.

He looks like a real lollipop.

I want to know who he hung out with.

How should I know?
I work all the time.

Viktor hung out in rave circles,
you sold to every b*stard back then.

It was a damn hundred years ago, that is.

I'm mainly talking about all things cocaine,
GHB, ecstasy, amphetamines...

- Joseph! Not so close.
- Don't hush me!

I've changed my life, man.
You know that.

I have two beautiful daughters at home.
Man, I'm clean, I'm tidy.

- This place is not clean.
- I clean all the time.

I'm looking for a guy Viktor
owed money to. From the resort.

Around 1.70, a little four-legged b*stard.

Every monkey in the suburbs
looks like that.

You know who I mean.

Listen here, Josef.
If I help you…

- Not if. You help me.
- You listen to me now.

I don't want to end up
in some f*cking investigation.

Have you ever gotten into an investigation
after talking to me?

Leon Belotte. Check him out.

Ah! You have thought clearly.

No. Viktor Eklund. What do
you remember about his disappearance?

Eklund? Damn,
that was six or seven years ago, right?

Five years ago.

- Do you remember cases that are five years old?
- Basically everyone, yes.

The preliminary investigation was dropped,
why then?

- Yes... Martin got lost.
- Got lost?

I hear the private sector
is after you.

And where did you hear that?

A management post at I-SEC.
It's not cat piss.

If you get that job down there,
it's Zurich, right?

No, headquarters.

- Luxembourg. Nice damn city.
- Yes.

The salary there must be
three times what you have now.

Quadruple? Five?

Then we have a chair here
waiting for you too.

- If you don't lose yourself, that is.
- Did Martin k*ll himself?

Cecilia did not m*rder her son.

- How do you know that?
- I know that.

Then you might know why
Linnea Eklund's old testimony-

- not included
in the old preliminary investigation.

- No. No idea.
- No...

You, these people
who want to recruit you-

- of course they haven't read
your classified folder?

I think about the panic disorder
and the medication-

- and the sleeping difficulties and such.

But if you've read it now, Klas,
you should also know-

- that I have gone through
rehabilitation and feel well now.

Good? Yes, yes... Better maybe.

You never know.

Alex! Do not worry.

I have only good things to say about you.
Still.

Leon. There are some here
looking for you.

Leon Belotte? We are from the police.
We have a few questions about Viktor Eklund.

Yes. Drive. What's with him?

- What do you have behind there?
- Nothing, a newspaper.

- Step away from the bench.
- Huh?

- Get off the bench, I said.
- Absolutely.

Back off the bench!

I have not done anything!
What are you doing?

- Watch the clock!
- Silent!

- You, have you spoken to Fredén?
- Yes, unfortunately it happens sometimes.

About my work situation.

What the hell do you think of me?

Leon Belotte. Have a minor pharmacy
in the bloodstream-

- and cocaine on the clothes.

- Anything else?
- You could say that.

He has debts to the city,
over 300,000.

And this is information
that you have received from your contact?

- Who is it?
- Stop it...

I want a name.

- Are you serious?
- Yes.

Max Binovcze. He's a Serb
and he sold cocaine-

- to upper classes at Stureplan
when Viktor was alive.

- Check him out, Ayda.
- Hang up, he trusts me!

He was not interrogated five years ago.
I want him included in the investigation.

I want to know who it is.

Viktor and Leon
had unfinished business.

It was not Viktor who owed
Leon money, but the opposite.

Go check out this Binovcze now!

Nice...

How well did you
and Viktor Eklund know each other?

Victor who?

Leon, we're just trying to
create an image-

- of what he did in the
weeks before he was m*rder*d.

How did you get to know each other?

At the pub. When I worked at the bar
at the Ranch. He hung in there for a while.

Did he spend a lot of money there?

He was busy.

- Was he "cheerful" towards you?
- It happened.

So you make good money as a bartender?

Is this
some f*cking job interview or what?

We heard you needed money
at the time.

Heard? Heard from who?

We know that Viktor took out large
sums of money during that period.

You had pretty big debts then,
just like now.

Last night you tried to
break a Seiko Astron-

- and a gold bracelet which, by the way , were
reported in a robbery.

Besides, you owe
this guy almost 300,000.

Today you owe Gallo money
but for five years-

- did you owe someone else 27,000.

A debt Viktor paid for you.

- That might be true.
- Did you pay Viktor back?

Viktor didn't care about money,
okay? He got them from his mother.

- So you know Cecilia?
- He mentioned her drunk.

Did you borrow money from him
to fund your own addiction?

- Bullshit.
- You owed him something...

- when Cecilia stopped giving him money.
You guys started arguing, didn't you?

So f*ck me...

You think I'm the
one who k*lled him?

f*ck me...

That's right. He did not get along
with his mother.

- Why not?
- She was a fake f*cking c**t.

A fake f*cking p*ssy how?

- Answer the question, Leon.
- She was manipulative.

- She didn't have normal boundaries.
- How?

A fake p*ssy without normal limits?
It sounds like you, roughly.

You know what? f*ck this. f*ck you.

I'm finished. I'm done, okay?
I'm f*cking done here. So!

You, Leon. Five years ago, were
you questioned by the police then? Do you remember by whom?

Deck. Mech. What the hell was his name?

Seck. Leck. Heck. Heck. Martin Heck.

- He is lying.
- We're detaining him, aren't we?

I want to know what he did
when the body was moved.

,Ayda, go through his accounts
and purchases for the last period.

- And check his cell phone.
- What do we do?

We hold him.

There are holes in the preliminary investigation.
It has been cleared.

Now if you interrogated Leon,
why isn't it included?

The interrogation of Leon yielded nothing.
There was no reason to bring it.

I talked to Fredén. He said
you...had gotten lost in the investigation.

You suspected Cecilia and you said
I should check on her.

Why?

It was a feeling.

A feeling?

You're lying.

- But please!
- Hello.

- Hello!
- Hey, grandpa.

- Oh oh oh!
- I'll put it there.

But say it, then, instead
of staring at me like that.

You have a busy
US schedule ahead of you.

I would appreciate it
if you could stay sober.

Linnea, stop now.

I intend to find out
who the k*ller is.

And what do you think you can do
that the police can't?

Money That's what they're after.
Money.

That is what can
bring out the truth.

- Now you're stupid too.
- Linnea, hang up!

- Mom, let it go.
- Release what?

That's the police's job.

And we must concentrate
on what is in front of us.

The police? But they do nothing.
Haven't you got it, Linnea?

You're dumber than I thought.

I'm going home.

I can't bear to see her
like this again.

- They just found his body.
- Viktor is dead, yes.

How hard was it to figure out?
She's so f*cking pathetic.

What the hell?! You can't f*cking sneak
up on me like that, Josef! Hell!

It is quiet.

I just had a little book recommendation.

She writes about how to deal with
your feelings and memories and...

If they stand in the way of one's life.

No thanks! I'm totally f*cking
uninterested in that sh*t!

I notice it.

Sorry.

You didn't even meet.

Mamma?

Mamma?

Mamma?

Mamma?

- What are you doing?
- Viktor...

No, mom. It's me, Bernhard.
Victor is dead.

- Hello!
- Hey, Steinar! How is it in Oslo?

Yes, it's going well.

- And the children are fine?
- We have it good.

And when I have them with me
, life is at its best.

And the week they are with their mother, so…

Yes, then I wonder
what I'm doing.

- A bit boring.
- A bit "boring"?

A little "boring", yes.

No, because you... You don't need
a bi-weekly cop?

It's a thought.
I'll think about it.

Do it. I miss you. Say hello to the g*ng.

I'll do that. Take care of yourself!

I know it can be hard to
remember, it was five years ago-

- but have you seen any of these men
together with Viktor?

Just take your time.

Number... Number five.

Yes, number five it could be.

Hey Hey.

Hello, Miro! What happens?

Alex. You let him go.

Leon has an alibi. His mobile was
n't even near the lake.

He probably didn't have his phone on
when he moved the body!

Linnea did not point him out. I
have nothing to go to the prosecutor with.

You give him time
to dispose of evidence now.

We can't detain him.
We have nothing

Yes. Well thanks.

- What do you think about Josef and Alex?
- Crazy.

- There is something between them.
- Between them? No.

Have you seen Alex?

- Have you seen Alex?
- No, I haven't seen Alex!

Okay. Sensitive button...

I looked up your source,
Max Binovcze.

There was some crap there.
as*ault, drug crime-

- ill*gal possession of weapons. But he has
stayed clean in recent years.

Then you can strike him
out of the investigation, then.

No I do not think so.
Max provided that address-

- when he was arrested for as*ault
six years ago.

And?

It goes to a summer house in Länna.

Just a few kilometers from the lake
where the body was dumped.

Max Binovcze was written there
for five years.

So he was living there
when Viktor disappeared.

f*ck that b*stard...

Yes, I rented the house from an old man
that my father only knew.

- Did you live there?
- Yes No...

No, I just stored some stuff
there.

- What kind of gadgets?
- Stuff, man.

- You have put me in the sh*t.
- Not here. You are embarrassing me.

What did you do in the house?

Drugs, g*ns, some friends.
What the hell do you think?

- Was Leon one of them?
- Do not remember. It was a thousand years ago.

That will be the last for you, Petri.

- Was Leon one of them?
- Damn, don't raise your voice!

Kurwa ma?c... Leon rented
and the other one too.

- What "the other"?
- Is this f*cking Jeopardy?

Shall I do all the work for you,
or?

What "the other"?

The guy you found dead.

You know how it is, Josef.
It's not easy for me either.

Your power in the dark. Where does
that power come from?

Yes... If you take it
from the beginning, then...

Excuse me, could you raise a little?

...that my son k*lled himself. And
I've been incredibly guilty of that.

And now I know there is
one person out there who has…

Who has simply taken him away from me .

And there is nothing
in this investigation-

- which has led to
this person's arrest.

Do you mean the police
didn't do their job?

Yes. I have now decided that
I will pay SEK 500,000-

- to the person who has a tip-

- which leads to
the arrest of Viktor's k*ller.

- What the hell is this?
- The truth must come out.

That's how I feel.

- Alexandra Beijer, I suppose?
- Yes it's me.

- Good day.
- Good day.

The truth simply must come out.
That's how I feel.

I really understand that you need
closure in this story.

Martin Beck? You can come with me.

We can do a new operation-

- but it is a complex
and very risky procedure.

Martin, can you hear me?

If I don't have surgery,
what are my chances?

You have six months left.

If the operation is successful, what
would it mean for me?

That you get more time.

What time?

We are surrounded by tipsters.

Elegant! Where have you been?

What can I help you with?

- Haven't you watched TV?
- Yes, unfortunately.

Cecilia Eklund has a...big voice.

A lot was written before and now
when she vents her displeasure-

- with the police
, it won't be written less.

I cannot take into account what
is written or speculated-

- when I'm conducting a m*rder investigation.

Of course not. But when she now
sits on the TV sofas and cries-

- then the blame automatically falls
on the investigator-

- who failed to catch her
son's k*ller five years ago.

Or his boss.

Martin is not a bad cop.
Not at all, on the contrary.

He is good.
But he is old. Commutable.

You know, it's not the cases you solve
that you're remembered for.

Those are the cases you don't solve.

Now the press is looking for
a scapegoat in the Viktor case-

- and I just think
that it would be extremely boring-

- if it was your head
that rolled, Alex.

- Yes. That would be boring.
- That's why we give them Martins.

Never.

See...

A failure for you now
may well have consequences-

- for Luxembourg. You understand that, right?
Or by all means here.

You know what, Klas? This is not
my problem, it is yours.

What do you gain by sacrificing Martin?

I call it role sharing.

You can't be both a scapegoat
and a hero at the same time.

This is f*cking incredible.

I will not stand
at any press conference-

- and lie about Martin Beck.
How clear do I need to be?

You don't have to lie.
Everything is on tape.

His mistakes are recorded.

What kind of recordings are these?

You know what, Alex?
If you just do as I say…

You are the one who washed
this entire investigation.

Dude, little old lady...
Why would I do that?

Because you've known Cecilia for a long time,
and you want to protect her.

And yourself.

Don't accuse
me of something you can't back up.

- What if I can?
- Beware.

But I give a damn about your threats, Klas.

I've been through
far worse things-

- which makes me wake up in a cold sweat
at night-

- but that doesn't make me
a worse cop.

- I can not talk now.
- I have found Viktor's grave.

Where he was before he was moved?

Yes. The same duvet cover
you slept in as a child.

Josef? Josef!

- Police! Police! Show your hands!
- Me too!

Show your hands!
Drop what you have in your hand!

- It's a leg.
- Drop what you have in your hand!

- Wait...
- Calm down.

Who the hell knew I was here?

Cecilia Eklund went out with
a small reward earlier today-

- of half a million. So I guess
someone was rushed out here-

- to clean up after themselves.

- What the hell are you doing, Josef?
- My job.

You are a police officer, not a private detective.
I can't afford to lose you now.

How the hell could you let Leon go?
Pick him up again.

- He knows most about this.
- It's already underway.

He was here until about an hour ago
. Drink a coffee.

An hour ago? Where is he now then?

No clue.

But come on,
why would I lie?

You and I are on the same page.

The doorman says Leon has been
at the restaurant all day.

Att han stack för en timme sen.
Telefonen är avstängd.

- Okej. Tack, Jenny.
- Ja, okej.

Han blåser oss.
Alltså, hennes jävla belöning.

Tror folk att de kan tjäna pengar-

- kommer vi bara få
en massa skitinformation.

Tack, brush.

Fast det är ju inte snuten som
är ditt problem. Gallo var här.

Han ville veta om det stämmer
att du har suttit häktad.

Om du åker in,
då kan du inte betala dina skulder.

Jag kommer inte att åka in, okej?

Hej. Vad vill ni?

Du måste dra tillbaka belöningen,
Cecilia.

- Det försvårar vårt arbete.
- Jag vill att ni går nu.

- Vad har du gjort där?
- Vadå?

- Dra upp ärmen och visa.
- Gör som vi säger!

- Är du själv i huset?
- Ja.

- Visa händerna!
- Skjut inte!

Fan...
Jag var på krogen häromkvällen.

- Okej...
- Träffade en tjej, faktiskt.

Kul. Grattis.

Tack. Hon...råkade vara journalist.

Och jag...snackade en del om fallet.

- Oskar...
- Ganska mycket, tror jag.

- Okej. Du är läckan.
- Det var ofrivilligt.

- Jag var ju dragen.
- Nej, jag vill inte höra mer.

- Ska jag berätta för Alex?
- Nej, för i helvete!

I går mellan 15:30 och 17:00,
var var du då nånstans?

Hemma.

Och skottskadan i axeln,
var kommer den ifrån?

Det var min mamma som sköt mig.

Hon...hon har vapen och licens-

- and she had been drinking a little.
It was a pure accident-

- but I didn't want to go to the hospital-

- considering everything that has happened to
our family and such.

And mom probably has gunpowder
on her hand too.

The g*n is in the g*n safe.

Why did you go out
to the summer house for?

Which summer house?

I don't like people
who don't pay.

Please, Gallo... - Miro... Miro!

I promise, I'll fix it!

I have the worst thing going on!
Gallo! Gallo, please!

I will fix a lot of money!
I have the worst thing going on.

- Please...
- Last time. Okay?

Okay...

Go away. Don't come back-

- until you fix
your f*cking problems, okay?

I'm getting nowhere
in the interrogation with Bernhard.

Please, Martin. You have to help me
here. I can't find a motive.

Why did you think Cecilia
had her own son k*lled for?

I don't know more
than what I've already said.

Everything is apparently recorded.
It was Fredén who said it-

- and I don't know what he means.

Oh, that b*stard…

There was a witness.

- To the m*rder?
- No.

A witness who singled out Cecilia
for assaulting Viktor.

- Sexual as*ault?
- Yes.

According to the witness, Viktor had
told him about the abuse.

I didn't believe him at first-

- but he offered to contact
Cecilia and record the conversation.

I understood that it would
n't be enough as evidence-

- but it would give me a basis
to work on.

I acted against all reason.
I was completely wrong, but…

And what happened?

The witness deceived me. It was
our conversation he had recorded.

I had committed gross misconduct,
encouraged evidence provocation.

Then he started blackmailing me.

And then I had
to take everything and go to Fredén.

What was the name of the witness?

Leon Belotte.

Why haven't you told me this
before?

Because I thought I would
survive this...sh*t.

- Yes?
- I want you to find Leon.

- Yes, now it fits.
- He has information.

- What does he know?
- We'll take that later.

Have you told your family?

Inger has a right to know anyway.

She was always so worried
when she was a little girl.

Then she reached the teenage years
and then she became cheerful.

c*ck. Smart. Funny.

It was a way to...
protect himself, I imagine.

It can't be that easy
being the daughter of a police officer.

But now she's an adult.

One's children never grow up.

No, but...children have a right to know.

- No, Leon doesn't work here anymore.
- What doesn't work here anymore?

No, he has too many problems.

- I want you to call Leon.
- Huh?

I want you to call Leon
at a number he answers.

Hello, Miro. Huh? No it is fine.

Okay. Yeah, I'll fix
my stuff, okay?

can you chill Okay, see you. Hi.

Okay, do you have the position?
Good, send it to me. Thanks.

Was it you who called?
So you know who k*lled Viktor?

Who then?

Give me the money first.

Yes, that's 50,000. You get
the rest when we catch the k*ller.

I'll take the rest tomorrow and then
we'll talk further, okay?

Hello! I want to know who
has m*rder*d my son.

I want a name. Now!

You do not know. I see it in you.
You're trying to trick me.

- Will I get the money back?
- Okay okay...

I don't know, okay?
But I knew Viktor very well.

We were like brothers, you know. I
loved him and he loved me.

We did everything for each other.

He told me everything about you, you know
that? 500,000 for his k*ller?

What the hell are you gonna pay
to keep your secret, huh?

- Secret?
- Majorca.

- Huh...?
- Do you remember Mallorca?

He thought he would be allowed to sleep
in the same room as his sister.

But you invited her best friend so
he ended up in the same room as you!

Every night he ended up
in your bed.

With your f*cking disgusting perfume.

He liked it when I touched him.

Viktor loved me
and I am his mother!

- Is there anything strange about it?
- What will everyone else think?

I am no one...

I've never had a crush
on Viktor, you should know that.

- You r*ped him!
- No...

You r*ped him.
I will spread it everywhere.

- If I don't get a million.
- It is impossible.

Nothing is impossible, come on.
You're gonna give me a million, okay?

No f*cking bullshit now.

It can go. If I sell
some funds, maybe.

Calling some friends.
Maybe I can borrow...

I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding...
I'm bleeding, you shot me!

Kid, I think you shot yourself,
but now it's the same sh*t.

Lie still, it's okay.

- Hello. Are you okay?
- Yes, yes, it's calm.

- Has he been searched, or?
- No not yet.

Thanks. - Leon? Just a moment.

Oh my God. I looked at him
that he...that it was something.

That he was trying to trick me
or something.

When I confronted him,
he admitted he didn't know.

That he was after the money.

You still had a g*n with you?

I'm a sh**ter, I can handle g*ns.
But he overpowered me. So...

Cecilia. I would like
you to listen to one thing.

Every night he ended up in your
bed. With your f*cking disgusting perfume.

He liked it when I touched him!

Viktor loved me
and I am his mother!

Is there anything strange about it?

Oh my God.

But please,
you don't think I'm...

Do you have kids? No.
You haven't, I can see that in you.

You do not understand.

Viktor and I, we loved each other.

We loved each other.

- Hello.
- Hello.

So.

I checked a bit with the airline.

And it turned out
that you flew here on the 22nd

- and not the 26th, as you said first.

That's right... Last week.

I had some errands
to run then.

- A summer house in Länna, perhaps?
- No.

We went through your computer.

You have had that property
under your supervision.

- Okay...
- It's been empty for a long time.

But then ten days ago
it was put up for sale.

I think you went out there
because you were afraid-

- that the new owners
would find Viktor's body.

Then you dug it up and
then you would dump it in the lake.

But on the way there, you happened
to lose some bone remains.

Your mom...

What were you thinking when she posted
that reward?

- Yeah... Nothing.
- I think you got scared.

That you had left a mark behind you.

So you went back to the house

But then you were surprised
by my colleague Josef.

Do you have anything else to bring?

We tracked the GPS in your rental car.

The entire journey from the summer house
to Cecilia's villa.

Where did you stop,
how fast were you driving?

I think we'll find
your blood in that car.

Your mother molested your brother.

- That's just speculation.
- Your mother has confessed.

Huh? No, you're lying.

Everything is recorded.

But now you will be allowed to go back
to your cell and get some sleep.

He...he took our money.

Money, that was the only thing
that mattered to Viktor.

And mother gave it to him.

He promised each time
that he would toughen up.

But it only got worse.

I told mom to stop paying.

But he called every day
and yelled at her.

So I found out
where he was somewhere.

And then I went out to the summer house
to talk to him.

You sick b*stard, you lie!

We are both sick. You and I, it
is the mother who has infected us.

But she's gonna pay the hell back,
every damn penny.

She doesn't owe you
a damn thing!

What did she do to you?
Huh? You can tell.

Uh, we'll call her
and ask instead.

We're mummy's little boys,
we can talk together.

You must leave us alone!
Do you get it?

But stick then, you b*stard!

What made you hit?

It wasn't about money, was it
?

Sorry. Sorry! I didn't mean
that. But I love you.

I love you and I know
you love me.

I just want to resolve this. Ca
n't you just call me?

Did she abuse you too,
Bernhard?

You are getting old.
But there's nothing wrong with the hearing.

I thought I would leave the balcony
before you.

Yes, now you shouldn't claim the victory
in advance.

There's actually a 20% chance
I'll survive.

And 80 that you die.

Yes. It doesn't sound so good
when you say it that way, but...

I don't know if I've told
you why I have a collar.

You know, the neck is like jelly
after a head-on collision-

- with a timber truck in Vidsel.

If I take off my collar-

- there is an 80% chance that I will die.

You see? Survived!

We'll take a sprinkler on that, shall we?

- And then he admitted.
- And Cecilia?

She preyed
on Viktor and Bernhard.

Oh my God.

Yes, now Fredén
will not come to me.

However it goes.

What a beautiful tree.

Hi.

- Hello.
- Hello.

I am under investigation. Again.

Congratulations. You shot in self-defense,
so you'll be fine.

Yes, it was just luck that the b*llet didn't
hit him in the head.

No, then we wouldn't have received
any recognition.

Why are you so cold?

Self-preservation.

Good luck with that.

From?

Ah.

I am with. Okay? Okay.

It'll be fine, Dad.

So, then you have to wait here for a while.

Hello Martin. You will soon be allowed to sleep.