Ola!
Ola?
Ola, where are you?
-Help! Ouch! -No!
Ola...
Ola, how did it go? How are you?
Come with me. Come!
Nina, get a towel!
Go down and make sure something happens.
How often do the backup in and related to?
Ola fell from a tree. His mouth is bleeding.
He hit his head too. Talk to Mom.
Hello! We're heading to the emergency room.
What? Does he have a concussion?
No, but I think some teeth are broken...
I can't talk. I'll call you later.
Okay, bye.
Yes, he knows the industry.
I have just received a report. No one knows him.
He lied to us.
We'll keep looking. We'll close him down permanently.
Check out what's happening. If problems arise, putting an end to them.
-We are headed.
-Where are they? -The hotel room, I think.
They're taking the stairs.
Large magnificent!
What's happening?
No sound.
He's clean.
-Both are clean.
They'll probably go to the garage where the walls are thick.
Where are we?
What do we make of this?
What the hell do we think...?
- B and C team ready.
Please.
-We are still in the game.
Call on the other!
Johan!
Call upon the other.
-People stand around half the neighbourhood. -I saw it. It's so cool.
Maybe we can afford the renovation.
There are no children's parties.
A small espresso.
I thought we were rid of the clowns. In any case today.
-Hey. -Good to see you.
Don't go there!
What are you doing? -Ouch! It's broken.
-Release, it's broken. -Go. Wait there.
-I didn't do anything. -Fighting at the opening?
-I didn't do anything. -Quiet! He owes me money.
You didn't have to dress up for me.
Hell I didn't do anything.
Adam, get out.
Thank you. We'll talk later.
What's happened?
Kevin!
Polarna believes I beat you.
That you are someone...
... a buffoon in debt. You can't come here.
I know. -I want to help you.
Don't fuck up stuff unnecessarily. Okay?
Is it the same club, right? Yes.
How much is it?
60 .... I know, but what the hell...
They want to be paid tomorrow and I haven't a cent.
I figured, what the hell...
Can't you come along and talk to them? You're good at it.
I get nervous and so...
I can talk to them, but I can't vouch for your gambling debts.
-Is that okay with you? Yes.
You appear weak. You can't say you don't have any money.
-I have none. -Don't say that.
What should I say then?
This is just business for them.
They don't care about you. They just want their money.
Go back and talk to them.
Show you command respect-
And they can trust you to repay their money.
Say you need ten days.
Okay.
Then we'll take it from there.
Okay?
Yes.
It's almost six in the morning. But we'll run one last beautiful song:
Asa Fang with the song "The only one".
Thanks for tonight. -Thanks.
See you sometime.
Bye.
Hi. -How did it go?
Good. He fell asleep after two bottles baby of formula.
-Here. -Thanks. Goodbye.
Bye.
Has something happened? Or are you spying on me?
I have to talk to you about Kevin.
Come on in.
What happened? -He started to play again.
He's got a decent gaming debt.
Damn bro.
I said I'd help him out.
He said he'd resolve this debt. We must take it gradually.
He's so cute.
Do you.
That guy in the car...
... Is he someone you're dating?
Not anymore. Come on.
Not anymore?
Okay.
Frank...
It's Frank. Leave a message.
Well. It's Kevin.
I thought about what we discussed in the kitchen.
to demand respect.
You are right. I...
I'll handle this.
Call me when you hear this. Bye.
-Hug him from me. I'll call.
I don't think the Germans will invite us of beer tonight.
We'll miss you.
Then we thank the detective Lasse Karlsson on his last day
-with a really big:
"traitor!"
I thought we'd taste little apricot brandy.
Direct import from the Balkans. Come on!
-Will it be dope stake out? -Oh, yeah.
-You'll be team leader. Yes.
-You will never find dope when we're working. -Well then.
This is the best unit.
Five years at GSI will suffice. Now I look dope and eating cake.
We should go. Patrick telephoned from Berlin.
According to the Germans, a courier was hit -
-just after three, by train or bus.
Shall we take dope stake out? -No.
-See there, increasing the fuck! -We don't have time.
Lasse, check the trains. - We'll take the buses.
Berlin bus, bus stop 20, arriving now.
The Germans had no description. We have to go on gut instinct.
He's coming out now. -Who?
Foreign man in a new suit, but old shoes. It could be him.
Hi. -Hi.
Object got into a taxi. Yellow Golf.
KXH 954
We'll stay on his heels.
He's going to the university entrance.
The Germans found the drug in schools and nightclubs.
-Maybe he makes a delivery. -I'll take it. I'm behind him.
Smart to choose an auditorium for delivery. Check other exits.
Hello.
The cutie doesn't say much.
No. He is not so...
... Good in the Swedish language.
The topic of the day: "National Monitoring of the individual."
"Abuse or Protection?"
-Nice, huh? Yes. Can you swim here?
Yes. You can do this.
This is a nice, small lake.
From the Free University in Berlin, Prof. Akhtar Trautman.
The guy is a professor from Berlin and will lecture on monitoring.
Topic is "Abuse or Protection?"
You...
We were just to scare her.
We let the professor continue lecturing.
-Name was the gut feeling? -Shut up!
-Hello? -Dad!
Hello! Hey, guy!
How's the tooth?
Good. -May I see? Ouch!
-I tried to fly. -Did you?
It must have been painful.
Well...
What happened here?
-It smells bad in here. Yes.
-Hey! -Oh my God!
-Already here? -I took an earlier flight.
Whatever.
What do you think?
What? -Well then.
Green.
The windows need it too?
It was last done a long time ago. Do you have time to do some work?
I start next week.
-Is Nina at home? No, with a friend.
What are you looking for? -I don't know...
-What was it like in Germany? -Good.
How long will we live with the paint cans?
Was it so bad?
I'll cut down the damn tree.
The Brändströms' house was empty.
-Listen! -I'm not a criminal.
You still need to be frisked.
One garment at a time.
-Special Treatment? -Maybe.
44 days to go. Then maybe it'll get back to usual.
Not with the "punters" who stiff you.
Who ripped you off, then? You were supposed to control them while I was sitting here.
-I had no time. -You've been at your pub.
It's a sports bar.
The difference is in the end the "punters" always win.
They haven't anything better to do.
I'm asking you to come here, to pick up Felix in a few days.
He still has two years left. -Clemency.
Gunshot wound to the shoulder. To cite his lawyer: "permanent disability".
Cops watched and could have broken it up earlier, but they didn't.
Smart lawyer, the good Mr. Eriksson.
I've decided when Felix gets out, he'll take over.
Are you agreed?
Do you think anyone listens to Felix?
He's a dummy.
He can't even tie his shoes.
Fuck I really like you.
But you don't know what you want. Do you know?
-I want it all. -I'm not so hungry.
Then it's Felix. Hell he wants to do it!
Then maybe he's not so smart. -No.
Or so mature.
But he has drive.
You have also other problems.
A kid in town.
May I ask who the mom is?
A bastard's mom.
She appeared four months ago and said, "Here's your son."
-Tough. -Well...
Do I know her?
You know no whores.
Is that your favourite guy? Yes.
Is he nice?
He is kind, but he plays tricks.
Does he mischievous?
Exciting!
We're going home to Mommy now.
Then we'll meet again next weekend.
-Will you miss Daddy? Yes.
I will miss you.
Hi. -Hi.
-Hey you. -Bye, old man!
See you next week. Okay?
Do you want to stay? I want to talk.
Yes, absolutely.
He can't be reached. His phone is switched off.
It's lying on the floor. His girl friend can't reach him.
What did you tell him?
I gave advice on what he should say to them.
Find out what's happened.
He's hiding out. I want to stay away from his whereabouts.
He's my brother. -I know.
I want to give you this.
What's it?
I haven't touched anything here in two years.
No, no!
I just kept this money for you.
I don't want drugs or weapons money.
It's from the restaurant. -Honestly.
And the police.
Take it.
It belongs to this life. I don't need it anymore.
Frank?
You don't have to go back. Just ask around.
You know I'd do anything for you.
Take a picture of him with the cell phone-
-the portrait of the refrigerator door.
So I'll see what I can do.
Pyramid hat, so you say?
Motivation Pyramid might sound better.
But it's really a pyramid hat. I made one like that in the youth squad.
If you get rid of the idiots at the top -
- the young guys at the bottom can never climb to the top.
Watch out for Atta and Putte! They get kids to sell drugs.
Period Planning should be completed next week.
Matte has found some stuff.
I have checked all the phones -
-connected to the cell phone towers when the bus left Berlin
-crossed the Oresund Bridge and arrived at Nils Ericson Bus Terminal at 15:10.
There were 26 units in total.
Five were prepaid numbers -
-which couldn't be linked to any passengers.
These five, we couldn't identify.
Have you been out with Johan yet?
Why?
I don't know how I feel about him.
Sour old man. Yes.
I think of what happened in Berlin.
The guy lost the puck. He was really out of control.
Yes. He's a damn sour old man.
One of the unidentified cell phones, no calls made with it-
-then it was activated, and turned off at 15:43-
-near the Rådasjön tower.
Another prepaid number was also turned in the same area shortly before.
But by "Momma analysis"...
We were monitoring a middle-aged woman called from that cell phone -
-we can conclude that it was used by Ali Mahmoud Hansson.
-A ruffian from Hammarkullen. -Good job.
The phone Ali Mahmoud Hansson used mostly this past week-
-is turned on almost every night -
-in area around Frihamnen. On the North side.
That's where the Pakistani is?
We made many raids on a pool hall here. Illegal booze and cigarettes.
Wait, look! Big game! Here comes some mischief.
-Welcome. -Frank Wagner.
Avram Khan.
I'm sorry, I'm wet. It's raining. -No problem.
I'm looking for a guy, Kevin Lindell.
23 years old, 1.85 cm. He owes me 25,000 SEK.
Sad he doesn't pay his debts.
Yeah, it's sad. -Lack of respect.
He plays here. Have you seen him? -Not for a while.
-Do you work here every day? Yes.
-You don't remember when you saw him last? -Hard to say.
-May I look around? -It's a gaming club.
If you stay, you have to play.
Frank? Come.
Scare me. You went almost on a left wing.
Are you doing anything, right?
I warned you about the Pakistanis.
What are you doing here? You left quickly.
I'm looking for a guy.
Marie's brother Kevin owes debts to them.
It's them we're checking. Not for gaming, but for drugs.
You were right last winter. They establish themselves with "White Gold".
Fentanyl from Russia mixed with cocaine in Germany.
Can you help me with Kevin?
The club owner bowed like hell to him.
Vidar or Niklas, call the cell phone we're seeking.
Roger.
And video the guy walking across the parking lot now.
-Hello? -It's him.
22, 22... That's him with the umbrella.
We have him on film, but how could you tell?
Give me Kevin's cell phone and ID number.
I'll send you a picture later.
-Well. Coffee? -Yes please.
As I told you I checked around -
-Ali Mahmoud Hansson and his mother.
She has a cabin at the lake
-all phones were switched off.
I checked it out and nobody's lived there for a very long time.
But someone's poled a skiff through the reeds at the lake.
The reeds are still knocked down.
Someone took a ride on the lake in the last few days.
A woman, wrapped in chicken wire and attach to a roof rack is at the bottom
-three-four meters ahead.
Bring it up a bit. There!
You see the edge of the roof rack.
Can you go back? Yes. - Reverse a bit.
How the hell did we miss it?
Damn.
-Hello? -Frank? Kevin's dead.
We've found him. He's dead.
Frank?
Frank!
How? -Probably shot.
We just fished him out of the lake.
He had a pellet gun on him.
A very plausible appearance to be a pellet gun.
You and I need to talk.
-Now. -Later. I have to deal with this.
What the hell...!
Press 1 to listen to saved messages.
Well, it's Kevin.
I thought about what we talked about in the kitchen.
You have to demand respect. You're right.
I'll handle this.
Call me when you hear this. Hey.
Don't tell anyone.
Just you and I know.
They haven't identified the corpse officially.
Who the hell is that?
You scared the life out of me.
Take it easy, man.
Is it over. You didn't want to return.
I need to do this.
One last time.
-Take care of your family instead. -I'll do it.
You owe me this.
Let me.
We start questioning Ali Mahmoud Hansson.
You want coffee, tea...? -Can't I have a lawyer?
It isn't necessary. We have an introductory 00:08 hearings into-
-how you deal with to suspicions.
What suspicions?
Among other things murder.
You understand the gravity now?
I don't know what you're talking about.
I think surely you do.
Patrick...
Khan is on the way to Göteborg. Straub called.
He got it from the source in paki mafia.
I know how we can use "Lisa" in this.
"Lisa" retired.
Why? -Does it matter?
This operative is rock solid.
Last time, I was almost killed.
I want to know why "Lisa" is suddenly back after two years.
It's personal.
-Which body in the water is it? -I want "Lisa" on our side.
When the internal investigation interrogates at any small back door, think about it.
-Infiltrators that's personal... -Listen!
Call him informer, then.
Or blame me!
Thanks, John. It affects my career.
We have a golden rule we must not lose.
Hey, are you a cop or something?
They don't just sell us dope.
They are looking for "locals", who know Göteborg underworld 100 percent.
Someone they respect. Not Ali Mahmoud Hansson nor Håkan Larsson.
Hakan whom?
They're looking for someone like you.
Who can manage their affairs and take care of distribution...
-Did you know this now? -There's something strange about them.
I didn't know what it was until now.
Now it's all the way out, Frank. All the way.
The German police have an informant on the inside, maybe in Sweden.
We don't know, so be careful.
If you need people, take some of these.
Atta, Putte, Walid and Hisingen.
Are you kidding me?
Ibrahim Atta. They are real bums -
- who travel Europe on motorbikes and mug old ladies.
They're the last ones I want to work with.
There are people I want to work with. Okay!
Yeah? -Ali Mahmoud will be released tomorrow.
He can't be arrested for murder.
-Damn, he's the key to everything! Yes.
We have to break him before he's released.
Come on in, so we can talk. I don't want to do it over the phone.
-Frank Wagner. Welcome! -Everything okay?
-Good. Has your problem resolved itself? -You could say that.
If you want to play, I'll get you a VIP table.
No thanks. I want to talk to you by yourself about something else.
What are we talking about? -I want to buy your product.
"Our product"? We have no products.
I have good purchasing power. We want to buy a lot.
I just have to talk to the right person.
Thank you.
Hansson!
You're wanted in interrogation.
-Now, right? Yes.
Hey, honey. Good to see you!
Good for you.
What are you doing? -Well, you...
Everyone at the jail's been told you're our best friend.
In your dreams. Not even if you were the last man on earth.
On the other hand...
This is Sweden. I could report you.
For what? That you were hugged by an unknown police officer?
The charge becomes public. At the hearing maybe we could say you're our friend.
As I say, I'm not your buddy.
-What do you want? -He's smart.
He concludes we want something. -You showed a certain silence in interrogation.
Let me guess. You plan to play "Good cop, bad cop."
Don't you ever learn!
I bet you're...
You need to be the "good cop". When he becomes "bad cop".
No, I'm the nice one.
Listen, Ali. Unless you say something -
-Your brother Mustafa will get a similar visit at Skogome Prison.
You're familiar with police threatening, but not doing anything.
Ai!
We aren't that kind of cop.
You were with one of these when Loviisa Olsson was murdered at your mother's house.
Either you or he strangled her and cut her up.
-Who? -Don't touch my brother.
Good! A wise decision.
Which one was with you?
I asked if he was the best friend with the police.
He was probably scared. He didn't answer.
Vidar, not out here.
I covered, so no one saw the hug.
Pramit Khan named the killer.
He photographed you outside black club. -Khan? Are they brothers?
If we put Pramit there, the same can happen here as in Germany.
Vijay, the boss, gets away again.
Even Pramit can cope. No technical evidence, word against word.
"Lisa" can't know who the killer is.
Then you can just go to hell.
We write down the info as if it came from an informant.
A fictional one. Perhaps it can be used in court.
"Lisa" has got to talk. He will meet with some big shot at the kid's adventure park.
-Go again, so dad can see. -Mama, look at me!
Look at him! Look at me!
Baby, take off your shawl.
People are watching, some as in Germany.
-Let them watch. -Remove the wrap and drop the hair.
Should we do business with the Pakistanis?
You decide. They've a fucking good price.
We only handle dope.
Yes, but I've heard a lot in here...
... Guys. People disappear. It's not good.
Now you're a bit anxious again. It is only nerves.
The madness has kept me alive.
I won't tell you what to do, but as I see it...
The risk is small, and it's really good money.
I think we'll do it.
Vijay Khan is at the top. -We have a good handle on him.
He doesn't know anything about transport. He's smart.
Pramit Khan, Vijay's right hand and security. A tough bastard.
-You seem to have it cozy. -I'm cozy when I exert myself.
-Khan? Are they related? -They're in the same clan.
No direct family connections. He's also called Khan but has always lived here.
He has been running the club. He probably no isn't related to drug activity.
Check up on Ali. He's gone.
-Dead? -There are different rumours.
Okay.
I'm ashamed of that picture! Do we have to work with the bikers?
You have to.
What happens with the investigation? Kevin?
I haven't heard from the investigator.
-You don't know who did it? -No.
Vijay's behind it.
The others don't do anything without him.
Just do your job, so will we all.
I was about to run into the branches.
I'll talk to them. Is their name Brändström?
Yes.
Take your phone next time. It's rung incessantly.
Do you know something about the University?
Three died of an overdose at a party.
I got sms from Sara. She thinks Oscar is one.
Is it Oscar? -I don't know.
She can't get hold of him.
-You called. -Have you heard about the University?
"White Gold". The shit the paki mafia sells.
The boss wants to see us now.
-Was it about the University? -No! It was him...
It was Oscar!
Was it your shit at the University?
I don't know. Atta and the idiots don't even respond on their cell phones.
"Don't know"? Don't have a track?
-They say it was the "White Gold". -I was supposed to run full.
Then it will be like this.
Overtime is authorized. Brendelius is team leader.
Cheer up now! It's not personal.
Shall we wait here all day? -This is our smallest problem.
Your turn.
What does the press do here?
Politics.
You just want to get back in place.
Attention is a disaster for us.
We haven't been around.
Police!
What are you doing? -Guns!
Stay calm! Back!
The case will be handled by Narcotics henceforth-
with the assistance from Serious Crime: Serious Crimes, national police and GSI.
Damn it! We'll never succeed if they're running around and making noise.
One of the reasons I became the head -
-was I prioritize work with informers and infiltrators.
I realize that if the national police decide for political reasons -
-we have to fish with hand grenades so be it-
-even if we only catch small fish.
We'll lose control of the operation, our sources will be affected.
Being at the wrong place at the wrong time.
You've only got one informant about the Pakistanis.
He does nothing criminal.
So why are you so worried?
-No. No, but...
What does that mean in practice?
The Narcotics strikes when they want.
You are on stand-by if they need you.
Hey, we should have said "Lisa" is deeper in, than we said.
I lied to Ståhlgren when I told her we only had one informant.
It's worse to lie to management than to commit crimes.
I thought you wanted to know this.
Narcotics Division have arrested someone in Atta's gang. And Frank Wagner too.
-For what? -Aggravated weapons offense.
Unit 9. I'm here to interrogate Wagner.
Again? He was just questioned.
I hope you know what you're doing.
It wasn't even my gun.
I do the same job as you.
But I have no badge.
Vijay's Security, Pramit, killed Kevin.
Police raided several of our locations.
Apartments, casino and a restaurant.
After the University they've become more aggressive.
You are security. What do you mean?
We lay low and make no fuss.
But why is this happening now?
The situation may be the same as at the school.
I think I smell a rat...
He said if we didn't keep track of our kids-
-they may get involved.
You're kidding. Did he say that? Amateur bastard!
I'll...
What's it?
No. You... I'll be right.
Yeah? -The German informant is dead.
How do you know?
It was Pramit.
Vijay found out about it, but...
... He forced me to do it.
I killed him.
What? -I killed him.
It's like I just fell.
Everything should be right now Marie's sake, but it's just wrong.
You must do something. I can't do it.
You have to do something, otherwise I'll be all cut up.
Gate B opens. One person. Felix Rydell. Pass through here.
Good luck, Felix.
You...
Look at this.
Not much, everyone knows Frank is transport manager for Vijay Khan.
It wasn't from here. Check the info from the German source.
Vijay will retrieve his dogs in Germany on Wednesday. Who cares?
I care.
It looks bad when I as president forced to take the bus!
You are the manager until Seth gets out.
You won't die from taking the bus. You get blisters in the ass.
-You'll get used to it? -Very funny.
I have something going on with the paki mafia.
-No business with blacks. -I'm not stopping anything.
Well, because I say it.
What's the problem? Did some black gay touch your ass in jail?
-I had other stuff going on. -Oh, okay.
Felix! Did they let you out already?
Hey, little boy.
Yeah?
I know how the bag can be tied together, but you must be on the spot.
-No. -We get together and talk.
-Why not? -I need to fix something.
-When? -Wednesday.
Wednesday already.
Make sure the goods are picked up in Germany and delivered to me.
It doesn't feel good. We won't let others do it when there's so much.
-There are police officers over there. -Look!
Mules take the shit for us. We don't touch it ourselves.
Are you serious?
I thought you could handle this. People say fucking great stuff about you.
Should a ten year old kid carry ten kilos to Germany? Are you stupid?
You can just do it? Otherwise back out now.
No...
Good.
Felix fucked everything up for me now.
It's not just because I knocked you down?
I don't care your bike gang hierarchy. How do I not handle it without money.
Now he got the idea not to do business with blacks.
He'll show what he can do.
But he'll do it his way. Does he know what it is.
Too bad his probation costs us 200,000 SEK a month. It is your part.
-200.000 SEK a month? Yes.
But what the hell...
If Felix refuses, cancel that. We won't even get into that shit.
Take it easy now.
We need the money.
-Do it behind his back. -No.
Solve it with him! I can't be your nanny.
Hello. I'll tell from Santa.
Fucking, Frank... Huh?
Atta and the boys are already in Germany.
I put Felix away three years ago.
Get him away from the ferry.
I can't. He's the boss now.
It was pure fluke that I got through this.
You have to stay low. You have no choice.
-I got the rental car. -Good. Thank you.
Felix and I will take the next ferry, we'll see if Vijay's on it.
Why wouldn't he be? Has he lost the ticket.
I found this. Your favourite, bro.
This is where it happens.
Vijay Khan drives a Swedish registered VW Passat. Rental car.
While he picks up the family dogs in Germany-
-he retrieves a batch of "White Gold".
-Same time? Yes. He is environmentally conscious.
Johan, Matte and Sophie fly to Germany and take the ferry back.
Kiel to Gothenburg 29.30. He got recent photos of Vijay and his wife.
The dogs named Cookie and Ninja.
-Vijay, wife and dogs on their way up. -Okay.
The big bus is here. An object visible: Walid.
Good. Frank and Felix are in bar on the lower promenade deck.
Now, Atta and his buddies have joined them.
We boarded, and Walid took the big bus.
-Where is he? -In the bus.
No fuck-ups.
Cameras everywhere. Stay in the cabins.
We don't want to be linked to the bus, if you're stopped.
-The oaks are here. -What?
We'll go down.
We release the gang and take the rest.
Did you see the man with the baseball cap and backpack on the deck?
Yes, but not his face. -I'm hanging on. He looked familiar.
Damn, it's cold!
-Went to the cars? -They took the stairs.
Frank!
Now What?
-Are the cameras cutting out? -Not all of them.
I'll go and check.
Vijay's car is complete and unlocked. I am going to the big bus.
Brendelius! Hey.
Hi. -What are you doing here?
-Work. -Now?
-We took over from you. -Good we get you to work.
Yes. What are you doing here?
Holidays. I bunkers worn.
Is Lasse with the boat? -No.
I couldn't stand him.
Does the work suit him?
Yes.
If you need help, I'm in the bar or on the dance floor.
Dope Reconnaissance on the boat. At least one of the tires.
Brendelius - wearing a cap. Be careful.
Roger.
4340 Everything looks quiet out on the car deck.
I'll check the cameras.
There we go so ...
There's probably more cameras on board. Are they looking for Wagner?
Or Atta's gang, or Felix. Yes, fuck it.
I'll check something. I'll be late.
Okay.
Dope stake out is on the boat. They're watching you.
-Most likely you. Is that the man in the hat?
Why dope scouts always have the hat and backpack?
Why me?
According to intelligence, you are the paki mafia's transport manager.
It's getting damn hard to check you out, and protect you.
I can't get near you. Can you feint away Felix?
Big bus and the registration plates are fixed. It depends on you.
-The Big Bus won't start. -What?
Walid checked, but doesn't start.
Has the idiot been listening to music all night so the battery died?
We may have to transfer to my car.
Good to have a plan B. Walid owes me breakfast.
Why? -Because I said so.
You will do it later. Give only.
Fucking Brendelius.
Vijay saw me in Germany. And Felix too.
We should stay on the car deck.
It's a Volkswagen Passat.
Registration number is LOE 926 It is far to the right.
LO...?
-LOE. -LOE.
-Keys? -It's unlocked.
Good.
Walid leave.
He left a black bag with Wagner.
Roger. Keep your bag unattended.
Give me the keys, I'll take the car.
-You go ashore. -I put Barsen in the car!
I won't carry all this.
Felix stepped out on the car deck with two crates of beer, and goes to Frank's car.
Hell.
Damn!
Someone's coming.
Ladies and gentlemen, the Stena will berth in ten minutes.
We ask all motorists...
Toilet now.
Police! Down on your knees! Down on your knees!
Lie down!
Police! Everything under control. Stay calm and away.
Do something, right?
Smart.
Damn! The car...
-Hello? -Cops are here.
Wasn't it what you expected?
Knock down the old lady too. She looks suspicious.
Didn't you like this?
What's going on? -I was robbed.
-By who? -I don't damn well know!
Were you robbed on the ferry to Germany?
The car is empty. Check for yourself if you don't believe me!
-Walle was supposed... Yes.
We'll wait here. He appears well up.
What does he have in his sights this time?
We'll escort your car to the customs. It's just routine.
We'll appreciate it. Thank you for your help.
What the hell is happening?! There are cops everywhere.
-Start the bus. -It's not working.
-Start, I say! -Okay!
-Start the bus. Yes, okay.
-It didn't work before. -I told you blacks are unreliable.
What do you say? -Turn.
It is.
Take it easy.
You loaded stuff into my car
-So the bus won't start. Now my cars loaded up, and it starts
-If the goods are gone? -They don't know it yet.
Tell Atta we meet outside the harbour.
Go to Walid and don't release him from your sight.
Yes. A Volkswagen Passat.
I think the registration was DMP 937
I want to be anonymous.
I don't dare talk more. I'll hang up now. Hey.
Do I believe you put the stuff in a gray VW with the same registration number?
-I don't understand how it happened. -The Registration number has to be different.
-Calm Now. -Calm?!
I will be calm when you pay back all my money.
Plus what we would have earned.
Look at this.
Last week. Portugal. What nerve!
When I understand the underworld I'll become a monk.
-GSI ought to have that kind of vacation plans. -Call the marine police.
Why did you take away Atta gang? -They'd rather be sitting in jail.
They'll pay three million for the drugs.
And Vijay went down because of them.
I shudder to think of that.
What are the odds of that?
Johan!
I want to talk about what happened in Berlin.
There is a psychologist, if you need to. For me it's easy.
You don't think you overreacted?
Are you crazy?! I'm calling the police!
Do you do it!