02x06 - Episode 6

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I've had time
to inspect your books.

Two years ago, you took out a loan
of 1.5 million.

It hasn't been repaid.

Egil lent me the money.

I've met people from your old job
that refer to you as a receptionist.

-Please, Svante...
-I'm docking your salary for this.

Know what, boss? You can look
for another bed tonight.

Where did you go,
when you were away?

-Did you meet someone?
-Yes.

She's called Lovisa,
and she's my daughter.

I had to give her away.

-Thanks for walking me home.
-No worries.

It's a happy ending of a shitty day.

I need information on Fredrik Brons.

He has a daughter.
I want to know where she is.

She went missing at 18.
They found her years later.

-But she was dead?
-Mm.

-Do you still want to marry me?
-Yes.

There's one thing I want you to do.
Split up with Sebastian.

-I can't keep away from you.
-It's you I want.

-Shirin...
-Let me speak first. I'm pregnant.

What are you thinking about?

That I'm scared.

And happy.

Nervous.

So you want to?

-Because we can always...
-Yes, I want this.

I want to start a family with you.

Okay.

Dad and Mum will throw a fit
when they find out.

Can't we wait before telling them?

-It's still early days.
-Okay.

THE BEACH HOTEL

GABRIELLE SKOGLUND'S k*ller
STILL AT LARGE

Sebastian: Have to see you

Don't read that.
It'll just...upset you.

They're just newspapers, okay?
It's what they do.

Speculate, invent connections...

-See you in the office, then.
-Mm.

Who do you think it is?

The Saltsjövik k*ller.

I don't want to think about
horrible things like that.

-See you tonight, sweetheart.
-Where's Svante?

He...

left early.

You always leave together.

Not today.

Would you like me to walk you
to work? What with a k*ller about.

-The dishwasher, okay?
-Okay, okay.

-Milk? Sugar?
-No, black's fine.

Thanks.

You have a lovely home.

Big. Must be good for visitors.

I mean, normal guests.

Normal visitors, not people like me.

I used to have guests.
Loved cooking for people.

Seeing their appreciative faces.

For a while, I thought I might...

What?

Do it professionally.

To publish a cook book
or work in a restaurant kitchen.

But then came the children.
The family.

That's the way it goes.

I was wondering...

Would you like to meet up again?

So I can cook for you again?

Yes, or...something else.

Or maybe you saw this as a one-off.

I don't know.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

I didn't want to wake you.

I wasn't sleeping anyway. Couldn't.

I've made up my mind.

I want to risk it.

Getting in touch with Lovisa.

I couldn't live with the thought
of never having tried.

I was thinking.

Why do you think she contacted you
at this particular time?

Does she need help? Money?
It might not have been her idea.

You mean like mother, like daughter?

No, no. Sorry. It was...

She's lived independently
her whole life.

You have no idea
how this has affected her.

Okay. So if she needs help,
I shouldn't be there for her?

You haven't been part of her life
in any way whatsoever.

She's my daughter, Werner.

My daughter.

Have you got everything you need?

Call me if you need me, okay?

What, you think it's already
going to start kicking?

I'm not sick, okay?

You must be prepared
for complications.

No. You mustn't think like that.
Okay?

I've got to go.
But I'll be at the office later.

Call me if something happens.

Okay?

Love you. And you!

One cup of coffee. If you want
a top-up, just say the word.

-A third, even.
-Thanks.

So you know him?

What? No.

No? Okay.

Why did he smile like that?

What do you mean?

He was flirting with you.

What? He was just doing his job.

When you smile back like that...

what message do you think
that sends?

It not only makes me look stupid,
it makes you...

Well, you know.

People talk. Do you really want
to go round with a reputation?

No.

You need to think a little harder
about what this makes us look like.

I mean,
I'm just looking out for you.

And you're my girl now, right?

Why are you ignoring my texts?

What are you thinking?
Aksel is right here. You need to go.

Not until you promise to meet me.

-You need to go.
-Promise.

-Okay.
-I'll be down by the lake.

Here. Kiwi, orange and apple.

Sorry.

You're right.
I shouldn't be so suspicious.

It's just...

Petra's gone, Sebastian thinks
I'm a sh*t and...

I don't really know
what I've done wrong but...

You're right. It's good to have
a second chance.

Thank you.

-What is it?
-What have you done?

-It's a smoothie, what...
-Taste it.

Okay, I'll make a new one.

Here you go.

Listen. It might not
be any of my business but...

I saw you and Sebastian earlier.

-Are you pregnant.
-It's none of your business.

So you are pregnant?

Yes.

Congratulations!

How far along are you?

Just a few weeks.

It's very early. I don't want you
to tell anyone.

I've not said myself, so...

A few weeks?

Right. Again, a big congratulations.

-I'll go for my lunch break, then.
-Okay.

Here it's full of rocks, bare,
and crowded just because it's close.

But here, a little further away,

is Saltsjövik's
secret little paradise.

But don't let on that I told you.

And don't worry about him,
he can't swim anyway.

-Have a lovely time.
-Thanks.

I'm a pretty good swimmer, actually.

-Did you sleep well?
-Like a log. Very comfortable beds.

Lukas was asking after you
this morning.

If you're not too busy,
you can go through the new bookings.

I see. As you wish, sir.

Hi!

-I happened to be in the area.
-Is that so?

You don't need to worry,
I'm not a stalker.

It's a free world.

-And exercise is good for you.
-For sure.

-Thanks for the other night.
-You too.

-I guess I should be on my way.
-Of course.

I guess you're busy.

No, actually.

Okay...

What were you thinking?

-What if Aksel had seen you?
-You're ignoring me.

Our...

Our Certificate of No Impediment
has gone through.

I understand.

I don't know what's what any more.

Aksel...is so right for me.

I know it. I didn't just end up
with him, I chose him for a reason.

But...

you and me.
It's something completely different.

Isn't it?

Shirin is pregnant.

I know.

I'm going to be a dad.

Congratulations.

I mean it. I'm happy for you.

Now you can...start afresh.

Draw a line under everything.

Build a brand new future.

I don't want you to vanish from it.

I'll never do that.

-If things had been different, I...
-We mustn't think like that.

Not just for our sakes,
but for the people around us.

I'll be off.

Aren't you going home?

Soon. I've just got
to see to something first.

All right. Don't forget to lock up
when you go.

Mum: Have you sorted it out so I can
log on to Mistral's accounts system?

Rebecka: No, doing it now.

Hello!

Bunking off work, eh?

Why don't you answer?

What do you mean?

Why didn't you say
Oscar's your brother?

I don't want to talk about it.

Why not?
Have you fallen out, or what?

Hi.

I was in a shop, I couldn't pick up.

I'm on my way.

I'll be right there,
I'm not far away. I... Hello?

-I've got to run.
-I understand.

-But we'll be in touch later?
-I'll text you.

Okay. Good luck!

Hey, Sebastian, you should order
a cleaning for the corridor carpets.

-They look in a real state.
-Hello to you, too.

-I've ordered new ones.
-It'd cost less to get them cleaned.

That's my call, isn't it?

Yes, but my hotel.

-Listen, Sebastian...
-I...

-I have some good news.
-Do you?

Out with it...

-It's Shirin, she's...
-Hang on. What's all this?

Why is Mistral is demanding
SEK 1.5 million from you?

What the f...?

Have they gone mad or what?

They're out of their minds
over there.

Wait. What are you doing?

I'm calling them.
There's obviously been a mistake.

It's not a mistake.

I...

borrowed money from Egil.

What did you just say?

You borrowed money off Egil?

To set up my own company
in Stockholm.

I wanted to build something
of my own - without your help.

But with Egil's help...

things would be fine.

It was easier with him.

Not as judgemental.

And how are you going
to get yourself out of this?

-I've no idea.
-No, exactly.

You have no idea.

What were you thinking? Eh?

You'd have gone and made a future
for yourself in Stockholm.

Which makes me proud,
happy and grateful.

And it turns out to be
some kind of secret pact with Egil!

My arch rival!
What the hell were you thinking?

I'll sort it out, I swear.

And how will you do that?
You've got no f*cking money!

One and a half million!

-I'll deal with this.
-No.

I'll deal with it! I don't want my
family owing that hotel anything!

I'll deal with this,
and you'll step aside, Sebastian.

You don't cut it.

I won't cover for you any more.

Sebastian: The money's on its way.

Can I use your login?

Why?

I'm seeing the bank tomorrow
about a loan for the new spa.

I just want to make sure I've got
the latest revenue figures.

I thought we were holding off
on that.

I just want to review our options.

I don't know.
I still think it's a bit early.

Can I use them or not?
I left my laptop at work.

Of course. I'll just...

sh*t!

-Sorry.
-Nice one.

I'll sort it out.

"Lukas"?

-Did you meet him today?
-No. We just bumped into each other.

-Can I have my phone?
-And you didn't think to tell me?

No, it was only for a minute.

"Are you OK?" He didn't ask you that
when you met?

-Does it matter?
-Of course it does!

If people are going round thinking
you're not okay.

Lukas seems worried.

Don't you think it unnecessary
to make people worried?

-Can I have my phone?
-You're hurting me, too.

Is that really so nice?

Thanks.

It's good that you have
your own friends and so on. But...

we're talking about what people
might start thinking about you, yes?

Yes. Sorry.

Will a bone-dry Chablis
do the trick?

Are we celebrating?

No, I wouldn't say that.

I want to make some changes
at the hotel.

I want to cancel his shares.
I don't want him having any.

-You'll need his signature.
-I know.

And it's those documents
I want you to arrange.

Offering Sebastian the post
of vice-CEO was a bad decision...

from the off.

It should've been Petra.

Or you.

I get it that you've fallen out.

But don't do anything rash.

-We can sort it out, whatever it is.
-No.

He has...

borrowed money off Egil.

An absolutely ridiculous sum.

My son has gone behind my back
and taken a loan from my arch rival.

It's inexcusable. Or...

do you think
I'm totally out of line?

No.

Was there anything else?

Two things, actually.
While you're doing the paperwork...

you can write a draft will for me.

Giving Vendela as much as possible.

And the second thing?

I want you to take over as CEO.

-Are you sure?
-It should've been you from the off.

I understand if you'd prefer
a family member in the post.

You are family. So are you in?

Yes.

You're a rock.

Cheers.

Sorry, but the time-frame...

A few weeks ago.
You can understand why I'm asking.

-Can you just drop it?
-You know very well I can't.

If Sebastian's not the dad,
it's not particularly fair on him.

Nor on me, for that matter.

Please, can't you do
a paternity test?

Sebastian doesn't have to find out.

I can help you!

Why do you always
try to ruin everything?

I mean, can't you take
me not wanting you?

It's not about that.

It's good between me and Sebastian
because of this.

-But what if the baby's mine?
-It isn't, okay? It can't be.

-How can you be so sure?
-Because I'm not pregnant!

Please, Martin.
Please don't tell anyone.

So what are you going to do now? Eh?

You can't keep lying about this
for ever.

It's not your problem.

Are you still staying here?

Come on, haven't you
sorted that out yet?

Have you tried apologising?

But she lied!

Believe me, there are lies
and there are lies.

Yes? And this is...?

Drop it. Just go and apologise!

Even if you have to
go down on your knees!

If this is another meeting about why
you can't pay,

let this be a warning,
because I'm losing patience.

-The money's coming.
-That's what you always say.

Here, look.
The transfer's gone through.

The money will be in your account
any time now.

It's great what a little motivation
can do. Good boy.

Now it's done,
I don't expect to see you any more.

Done? Aksel,
I think you misunderstand.

-I've paid off the debt.
-That was an instalment.

Then there's the interest.
And interest on the interest.

And then maybe interest
on the interest on the interest.

-How much do you want?
-I don't know. I've not decided yet.

-Hi.
-Hi.

I thought we might
have lunch together.

Maybe you're ashamed
to be seen with me.

I can sit at another table.
Put on a hat, dark glasses...

-It's not that, Martin. It's...
-Your meals.

Hello.

-Thank you.
-The house special.

-Thank you.
-Enjoy your meal.

Thank you.

It's okay. This isn't a date.

I just thought it'd be nice to meet
somewhere other than your bedroom.

-Martin!
-Cheers.

Cheers.

What a nice place. How come
I've never been here before?

If you like it, you should make the
best of it now. Steffo's selling up.

How could anyone
let a place like this go?

Hey. Listen, I've...
- Going for a swim?

I've been thinking.

-About your CV...
-Yes?

I realise that
I've been a bit...harsh.

To put it mildly.

But anyway. I want you to know...

that I forgive you.

-You forgive me?
-Yes.

For lying on your CV, I mean.

You forgive me?

Is that it?

Yes...

Mum: Have you installed
the programme?

Rebecka: Haven't had time yet.

Mum: Do it now. It's urgent.
You'll understand tomorrow.

-It really is pleasant here.
-Thank you.

-How much are you asking?
-3.5.

-Here are my estate agent's details.
-Okay.

He deals with all that.
Feel free to look around.

-Thank you.
-Bye.

Come in!

-Hi!
-Tone! Done the paperwork already?

Well, I...

Go ahead, we have no secrets here.

I'm so grateful
that you asked me to be CEO.

But there's one thing
I want you to know.

Yes?

I knew about Sebastian's
loan from Egil.

He asked me not to say anything.

And you obeyed him.

I need to explain.

He wanted me to keep it to myself

which put me in a really
uncomfortable situation.

My loyalty is to your family.
Not only you but your children, too.

If you want me to resign, I will.

But now you know how things stand.

We'll be in touch.

-I met Martin in town today.
-Oh yeah?

He told me what you and Svante
are fighting about.

I'm not fighting.

So why isn't he here?

Because he won't listen.
He won't see my point of view.

-How long will you let this go on?
-That's up to him.

What, are you thinking of
dumping Svante?

You know what he's like.

I thought that was what
you liked about him.

-Hi, Tone.
-The papers are ready for signing.

I understand
if you're still mad with me

but I'm at the office if you want
to come by and sign them.

-I'll pack up my things later.
-I'll see you there.

What was that about?

It was Tone. She's prepared some
papers that she wanted me to sign.

-At this late hour?
-Yes.

I'll drive you.

Toast Skagen.

Browned in garlic butter.

You've not thought about
opening a restaurant, have you?

It's a small town.
I ran into Steffo on the way here.

He told me you'd been in
to look at the restaurant.

I'm making a fool of myself,
aren't I?

Not at all!

Suddenly getting it into my head
to buy a restaurant.

Embarrassing myself, right?

I'll forget it.
I can tell by your face.

No, no! Sorry, I...

I've got a lot on my mind
at the moment...

It's just that I...

have a friend who's lied to her
boyfriend about being pregnant.

So that he won't leave her.

We were together once. Before.

Before us.

When she told me she was pregnant
I thought the baby was mine.

So suddenly I felt
that I was ready...

to take responsibility.

You want to be a dad.

Yes...

You'll be good at it.

Sorry, I...

just need to fetch
some clean clothes.

Have you done all this?

Well, it wasn't Lukas.

-You've ironed my shirts.
-Yes.

See you tomorrow, then.

-Good night.
-Wait.

-What's that?
-My CV.

I've adjusted it a bit.

It says "Receptionist" here,
not "Head of reception". Okay?

It's still wrong.

You're the best head of reception
I've ever had.

-Forgive me...
-If you forgive me.

Does this mean I'll be able
to use you as a reference?

Hi.

-Here.
-Oh!

What is this?

Big changes are coming.
It's non-alcoholic.

Okay...
It's really sweet of you, but...

-I told you it was early days.
-I know. But I...

I'm talking about the hotel.

-I don't work there any more.
-Why? What's happened?

Running a hotel in Saltsjövik...

-It isn't me.
-I know that.

-But what'll happen now?
-If you want...

I say we move back to Stockholm.

Are you serious? But...

I've got a few things
to sort out at the office,

otherwise there's nothing here
for me. For us.

Thank you!

And you know, I've actually started
to think about names.

Do you want to hear them?

I...spoke with
the marriage registrar today.

She's got a opening in two weeks.

So soon.

That's not a problem, is it?

No. No, of course not.

We'll take it.

-Hi, Tone.
-Everything's ready.

I've given it some thought.

I've thought about the hotel,
about us, about you,

and about what you said.

You have always
been faithful and loyal,

and I am sincerely sorry
for doubting you.

-It's okay.
-It needs to be said.

You don't know what's round the
corner and suddenly it's too late.

I lie awake at night thinking about
what I should've said to Petra.

And Egil.

It didn't have to get like this
between us.

No. We could've built something big,
he and I.

But we let our feud come between us.

It's no good thinking too much
about what could've been.

No. You're right.

You're right, Tone.
We should look ahead.

Me...

and you as CEO.

Thank you.

Hell, let's drink a toast, eh?

-The will.
-Of course.

Take what you like.

Yes... That one's mine, I assume.

This is the beginning
of a beautiful friendship.

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

Like you and Egil.

Yes!

And Fredrik.

Fredrik?

What, is that a joke?

No, it never has been.

What's happening?

I've got to s... to sit...

It went quicker than with Egil.

It went quickly with Petra, too.

But of course, it usually does
when you have a cracked skull.

Werner, what if Daddy
could see you now.

But you've worked it out,
haven't you?

See this as a greeting
from Fredrik Brons,

from whom you took everything.

His land, money, his family.

Except me, of course.

Just so you could build
your little empire.

But now that won't happen.

Good night, Werner.