I can give and receive punches,
but he was no ordinary human.
- What did he look like? - A blond, armor penetrating robot.
- He was pure muscle. - And you never saw him before?
Never. He moved exactly like a boxer.
He kept his guard up, but at the same time seemed completely clueless.
- Clueless in what way? On drugs? - No, it was very strange.
As if he had trained, but never listened to his coach!
And then there was something fucking scary.
I hit him rock hard. About 100 punches went straight in.
But nothing happened. As if he didn't feel anything.
- Hello. Ward 1B? - Further down the hall.
Jan Bublanski.
- How are you? - Splendid.
I'll find a place where we can talk uninterrupted.
- How is Miriam Wu? - They're still examining her.
She looks like me. It wasn't her they were after.
It was Lisbeth Salander.
We have identified 29 customers and pimps from Dag's list.
In theory, they all had a motive to murder Dag.
Eight names are missing. We've given them pseudonyms.
- What are we doing about them? - Malin is trying to identify them.
Some of the pseudonyms are mentioned in Mia's dissertation.
We can find references there which can lead to the names.
First I'd like to visit the Dag wanted to expose.
- They have the most to lose. - Then we can do the following.
Sten Falström, done. He's done.
Karl Pettersson, done. Per Åke Sandström.
He's been confronted by Dag, so we'll expose him.
And the guy from the security police force? Björck?
What about the connection between him and Bjurman? What about this Zala?
I'm not completely finished with Björck.
- It's Björck. - Blomkvist here. You never called.
What do you want?
You lied to me. You and Bjurman worked together at S€PO in the 70s,
Why would I tell you who I worked with?
Tomorrow I'm holding a press conference regarding the murders of Dag and Mia,
I will give details about our article series on sex trade,
and you're the only customer I'll expose.
So you'll have the opportunity to comment.
You want to destroy my life. Why would I talk to you?
Since you know Bjurman, you probably know Zala as well?
Hello?
You know who he is?
What is that information worth to you?
His real name is Zalachenko, but he's called Zala.
What I'm about to tell you now is top secret.
You understand it's important to me that you guarantee source protection.
I've already done that.
Zalachenko was born in 1940 in what was then the Soviet Union.
Both parents died during the war.. I assume you know what GRU was?
Yes, the military intelligence.
He made his career in GRU. Speaks six languages fluently.
Expert in camouflage and survival techniques.
Over the years he became more and more corrupt.
GRU sent a military attaché -
from the embassy in Madrid to find him -
and correct his ways.
Something went wrong during that conversation.
Cut to the chase.
Zalachenko killed the man from the embassy.
He realized he had burned all bridges,
went to Sweden, contacted the security police and applied for asylum.
- And? - The actions of the government?
When a soviet top spy applies for asylum?
Never before had an operation's chief for one of GRU's elite commands
deserted to Sweden.
- So he could stay? - Yes.
- And started working for you? - He was a gold mine.
We gave him a Swedish identity, a passport and some money.
From then on he managed on his own.
In return we received good favors for the information he provided us.
What about Bjurman? Where does he enter the picture?
Bjurman...
We were young back then. What were we? 25? 30?
Not really qualified to handle someone like Zalachenko.
He came to us on election day in '76.
Hardly a soul to be found at the police station.
Everybody had time off or were busy with the election.
I was the officer in charge, and considered it a common immigration matter.
I brought Bjurman as caseworker.
His further involvement was completely random.
- Random? - Yes, actually.
"Praktvindel." (Beach Moonflower)
- What? - That's what it's called.
- Where is Zalachenko today? - I don't know.
I had his case until 1985. I then received other tasks.
You gave him a new identity and a Swedish name. What is it?
- That I won't tell you. - Come on.
You wanted to know who Zala is.
I'm not saying more until I know you're true to your word.
I believe Zalachenko committed three murders, and the police is hunting the wrong person.
- Why isn't Salander the murderer? - I believe Zalachenko did it.
You are mistaken.
Zala has not murdered anyone. He's 69 and somewhat disabled.
Walks around on crutches. He's not been running around shooting people.
If he wants to commit murder, he'll have to order welfare transport.
I hope I won't have to see my name in your paper now.
What do you want for it?
Half. 200.000. Cash.
Okay. I don't have the money here, but we'll go pick them up.
- When? - At once.
I'll go pick them up.
- How did it go? - With what?
What do you mean?
Bjurman's retreat, you were supposed to burn it to the ground.
We... We were just about to. We haven't had time yet.
No time?
We'll fix it right away. We'll pick up the money afterwards.
We'll be right back with the cash. Okay?
I'll wait here.
What the fuck...? It's that little bitch Salander.
We've been fucking looking for you.
Not even your little girlfriend knew where you were.
At least that's what she told us. Right, Magge?
Fucking carpet muncher.
I think she could use some cock.
Try it.
Move, fucking retard.
What the fuck are you doing?
Oh shit...
Knock her out, man!
- There is something you don't know. - What is that?
About Reine.
Love, nostalgia ...
A 35 year old male was shot today in a cabin area.
The man was taken to hospital. His condition is not critical.
Police said that shooting might be linked to...
...murders in the suburbs Enskede and Gärdet, Stockholm.
We have a couple of traffic reports from Radio Stockholm.
Emergency vehicles are on their way from Södertäje to Svävelsjö.
We're asking all motorist to pay extra attention.
He has agreed to meet you.
But if he doesn't like you, he'll throw you out on your ass.
And you can't interview him or write anything in the media.
Who are you calling yourself Lisbeth's friend?
My name is Mikael Blomkvist.
I know you've been bothered by journalists,
but I'm not here for an interview.
I'm here for Lisbeth.
I don't think she's got anything to do with those murders.
I believe a man named Zalachenko is behind them.
Sit down.
Zalachenko.
- Alexander Zalachenko. - You know who he is?
He's Lisbeth's father.
Lisbeth's mother, her name was...
...Agneta Sjölander.
She was only 17 years old when Zalachenko met her.
When Lisbeth was born,
her mother changed her name
from Sjölander to Salander.
Zala... Salander.
Zalachenko was seldom home.
But he showed up in between at the apartment in Lundagatan.
He got drunk, abused the mother.
Forced her to have sex. Then he disappeared.
This happened dozens of times.
The municipality should have intervened, but they did nothing.
Not until 1993.
What happened then?
Attempted murder. She tried to kill her father with a fire bomb.
Lisbeth was 12 years old.
Zalachenko laughed when Lisbeth found her mother...
...unconscious on the kitchen floor.
He went out and got in his car, but Lisbeth ran after him...
...and threw a milk carton filled with gasoline into the car.
A man burns like a torch.
My God.
And this time it had consequences.
Lisbeth was taken...
...and ended up in a children's psychiatric ward in Uppsala.
Her mother was admitted to hospital during those few years she had left.
She never recovered.
- About her having psychiatric problems... - Peter Teleborian.
He got her admitted to psychiatric care.
On the other hand, her father, Alexander Zalachenko, received no punishment.
God damn ...
Hello.
Alexander Zalachenko. Does the name tell you anything?
- No. The press conference is about to start. - He's Lisbeth Salander's father.
She assaulted him with a fire bomb in 1993,
and the police investigated the matter. Notice that it was the security police.
- Why? - Zalachenko worked for them.
He could not be identified. Officially he doesn't exist.
- He's not listed in any public records. - And how do you know this?
You will go find the old case file, if it's in there some place.
I think it can lead us to Zalachenko.
I'm convinced he's got something to do with the murders in Enskede.
Mostly likely the murder of solicitor Bjurman as well.
Contrary to Lisbeth Salander?
- Her fingerprints are on the weapon. - I know it sounds peculiar.
Peculiar, indeed. Why are you so interested in Lisbeth Salander?
If she's innocent, why won't she turn herself in?
Lisbeth is...
...a very private person.
I don't like that you're constantly trying to create a lead.
We have enough problems. We'll solve this case without private investigators.
Welcome back.
Paolo Roberto saved Miriam from the flames.
Do you still consider Lisbeth a danger to her surroundings?
She has shot a person. She is armed.
Of course we'll capture her.
Do you know who was behind Miriam's kidnapping?
We'll pass on that question to lead investigator Bublanski.
A man involved in this morning's shooting incident
was possibly the driver during a previous kidnapping attempt.
- The man who was shot? - No comment.
The one abusing Miriam Wu and Paolo Roberto...
...left no traces.
And you have no description of him?
We've had this drawing made.
It's based on witness descriptions.
It's a large, muscular male around 35-40 years old.
Built like a body builder. Short, blond hair.
The drawing will be made available to everybody after the press conference.
Police informed that they have not apprehended the 28 year old woman,
which after the shooting incident in the cabin area at Strängnäs
fled the scene on a motorcycle.
According to information available, it may be gang related.
They have no fucking clue!
Bublanski didn't listen. They are locked in on one single lead.
If the police apprehends Lisbeth, anything can happen.
- Where are you going? - Home.
- Should I come with? - No, I wouldn't be pleasant company at the moment.
You don't have to be.
And you, Teleborian, are even more critical.
You're calling it a scandal that she did not receive treatment.
I won't comment on individual cases.
But I have to say that certain complex cases...
...require qualified treatment.
I can only say I'm sorry that three people lost their lives
as a result of the budgetary cuts in psychiatric care.
So this woman should be locked up?
There are patients who should be institutionalized
instead of moving around freely in society.
I know who Zalachenko is.
I have talked to Palmgren and understand Teleborian's part,
and why you had to be locked up in the children's psychiatric ward.
I believe I know who killed Dag and Mia.
But I don't understand Bjurman's part in this. Turn yourself in, we can solve this.
Thank you for being my friend.
It's me.
Okay.
Did he look like this?
He was horrible. A real monster.
Fuck. Fuck, I'm sorry.
You're the one they were looking for. But you know that?
What have you done?
Paolo said Blomkvist contacted him to get to you.
- What is there between you two? - I have to go.
- Where are you going? - There is something I have to finish.
What the fuck...?
There was a lady in here.
A short blonde, she left.
I'll bring you something to help you sleep. I'll be right back.
I should've done it a long time ago.
Inside. Inside!
I want to see your records of rented cars.
- They are on the computer. - Turn it on.
Come. Slowly.
Open the closet.
Give me your cell phone.
Go inside the closet. And I won't have to hurt you.
- Where do you keep your rental contracts? - In a folder on the shelf.
I need to rent a car. I'm leaving 10.000 here.
You will get your car back.
Thank you for being my friend.
Hello, it's Miriam, Miriam Wu.
Can you stop by the hospital?
- So she's been here? When? - A few hours ago.
Did she say where she was going?
No, Lisbeth doesn't do that.
If she tracks down that monster, he'll kill her.
Here. She forgot these.
- Forgot? - No, she dropped them.
They fell out of her backpack.
I have no idea where she lives. Do you?
- What is it? - Looks like a PO Box key.
- Can you use this? - Yes please.
Hello?
Lisbeth?
Gothenburg Traffic Radio. There's been an accident on Grabovägen, road F90.
The accident has caused traffic jams, and traffic is moving slowly.
The social board in Biskopsgarden requests support for measures against domestic violence.
It's most certainly called an apple core.
Back to pretensions.
In retrospect, what is the most pretentious work you have written?
This picture is 17 years old. His name is Ronald Niederman.
He was 18 when he was caught so today he's 35.
- Where did you get the picture? - Dynamic in Hamburg.
Like I told Micke, he's not worth jack shit as a boxer.
But he moved like a boxer, so somebody must've coached him.
I e-mailed several boxing gyms in Europe.
Told them what had happened and tried to describe him.
He has an illness. He was born with analgesia.
- What is that? - I looked it up. Genetic error.
The nerve synapses do not work. You feel no pain.
- Yes? - Hi, this is Malin.
Paolo has identified the blond.
Good.
- Where are you? - It's a bit hard to say.
- You sound strange. - What did you say?
Paolo knows who the blond boxer is.
- His name is Niederman. - Great. Do you have the address?
All we have is a 17 year old picture from Hamburg, Germany.
Hello? Micke?
Try to find him in the phone book. I'm on my cell phone. Good bye.
Will you be good to me?
Then I'll be good to you.
It's too late.
Hello, it's Malin. I think I have something now.
There is no Niederman in Sweden's public records.
But in '98 a shareholder company was registered...
...called KKAB Import.
The chairman of the board is named Karl Axel Bodin, born in 1944.
Third member of the board is a man named R. Niederman.
- Do you have an address? - Yes.
Karl Axel Bodin is registered in Western Sweden -
with address PO Box 612 in Gosseberga.
Neat...
- Erika? - Hi. Where have you been?
- Come! - What is it?
We can't keep information from the police in the middle of a murder investigation.
That's not what we're doing. I want to ask you for a favor.
This is Björck's report from 1993.
It contains parts of Björck's and Teleborian's...
...correspondence about Lisbeth.
Can you make a copy of it and send the originals to Bublanski?
I'm leaving for Gothenburg.
I want to find her before the police does, and be there for her.
I owe her that.
Be careful!! Mikael, really...
Hello, father.
- Yes? - Bublanski and Modig is here.
They just read the report about Salander from '93.
Now they want Björck's address. Can we give it to them?
They can find it themselves.
How hard can it be? They're the fucking police.
Let me speak to him.
Blomkvist, I think it's best that you come in and give us your witness statement.
I have no time for it. I'm not in Stockholm.
Where are you?
Remember that I'm a private snoop and I don't understand jack shit.
Don't be childish. I'm also doubting Salander's guilt.
May I talk to Erika again?
- Yes? - Give them Björck's address.
I'm turning my cell phone off now. I don't want to be traced. Good bye.
You set off every alarm on the farm.
Movement sensors?
You look like shit.
But you have my eyes...
Are you in pain?
No.
I have given you some thought over the years.
About every time I look in the mirror.
You should've left my mother alone.
Your mother... Your mother was a whore.
No. She was a cashier and tried her best to make ends meet.
You can think what you want about your mother.
But she was a whore.
I hated you.
- But I have forgiven you. - Bullshit!
Bjurman hired you to kill me.
That was a whole different matter. That was business.
You had a movie he wanted.
And I'm running a small business.
Did he really rape you?
He must've had some fucking bad taste in women.
Sit!
Sit down, or I'll shoot you like a dog.
- Where did you find that retard? - You really haven't figured it out yet?
They claimed you're a really good researcher.
Obviously not.
He's your brother.
- What? - Correction, your half brother.
The result of a recreational incident a long time ago in Germany.
Did Niederman shoot Bjurman as well? Why?
Bjurman was a moron. He had papers that were mine.
He was one of very few who knew about my background.
I could not trust that he would keep his mouth shut.
Especially not when journalists began meddling in our affairs.
That was the drop.
You made too many mistakes. The police will identify you.
Oh, I'm scared.
No, I didn't shoot anyone.
I'm just an old, wounded invalid.
Ready?
I should probably say something.
But I have nothing to say to you.
That's okay. Neither do I.
Let's get it over with.
Fortunately I managed to catch you red handed. The police will come tonight.
Bullshit!
I was waiting for you to make a bluff.
You came here to kill me. You didn't talk to anyone.
May I show you something?
Everything you said the last hour has been published online.
May I see?
No, this isn't one of those.
Idiot!
What are you waiting for?
Come here! Come here!
It's me.
Lisbeth...
Thank you.
translation by toetactic small edits by rogard