ENGLISH SUBS BY BARISHNIKOV
A treat for Haze.
COPKILLER ALEXANDER LEKO IS HERE
LEKO'S CELLMATES
LEKO JOINS PRISON PROGRAM
Simon?
Simon. Pizza. - Ok.
Are you happy you'll see dad? - Yes.
I know it should be a family thing, but...
...me and Sheila are going to a Spa, so you can be alone with dad while he's out.
It'll be good for you to spend some time together, what you say?
We'll be alright. - Then it's settled.
Police Chief David Klein on the raid:
One of the largest operations we ever had in Göteborg.
We made lots of arrests. It's the result of a long...
Going to sleep already? - Yes, I'm tired.
Sleep well. - Goodnight.
...fight fire with fire. We won't give them rest.
We also heard from Frida Kanto, chief of criminal police.
Many young people lost their lives in shootings.
But Tuesday's raid proves our strategy is working...
Hello, Samson.
Can you handle it?
You sure? - Don't worry.
Drive.
Sleep tight, son.
Don't stay up all night chasing criminals.
Dad... seven flying kisses.
Lights out.
200 kilos of cocaine were seized and 8 people put under custody...
Hurry up, it's starting!
One of the largest operations we ever had in Göteborg.
How many? - Seven.
You got lucky, last night were 14.
My hero... - They'll be out tomorrow.
It would be better to just shoot them all.
I'll get the milk, you open the door.
Hello, I'm looking for David Klein. - It's me.
What are you waiting?
Dad?
There's one more!
Mom!
Come on! Get in the car!
Dawda! - Where are you going?!
Go! Go!
Hello? - Hi, son. It's dad.
What you're up to? - Nothing important.
I'm getting out tomorrow, any idea what we could do?
A bit of work-out... I don't know... something fun.
Sounds good, we'll figure out something when we meet, ok?
Alex! - I have to go, Simon. I love you, son.
One more thing, dad. - Yes?
Are you really a murderer?
It'll be ready anytime soon? - One second.
Serbia's national dish: "cevapcici".
With Alex' special spices. - Looks like dog turds.
What you think, Haze? - Good.
Hallelujah! - They're meatballs.
Not everything is meatballs! - You look like one.
Your mom's a meatball. - Whose mom?
Calm down and eat. You recognize the spice?
You feel it? - No.
It's hot enough.
Guys, this is Anders. He'll stay here till further notice.
Leko, you got visits. - Leave something for me.
What you're staring at? Sit down, it's not a museum.
What you're having? - What you think it is?
Meatballs?
You got the paper?
No, no... the prison papers.
What you're here for? - I don't bring them...
You think this is a fucking game?
I had no idea I was supposed to have them on me.
Hi.
We have to talk.
Sit down. - I'm fine.
David was killed yesterday, shot in his own house.
Also his wife and kid... executed.
I'm sorry... but what's it to do with me?
I don't know if you heard, but... I'm head of the west district.
I know... you caught Ragnhild's murderer.
A blazing career... kudos, Frida.
While me... I'm a copkiller in the mind of Swedish population.
Where were you? - There was nothing I could do.
What do you want, Frida? Why are you here? - Samson.
Haze's little brother?
Samson and Haze are behind 90% of the shit going on in the suburbs.
All drugs and shootings.
But Haze is the mind... your block mate. - And...?
We want you to be our informant.
We need your help, Alex. - My help...
Three more years in this pigsty and then I'll be with my family.
Simon and Kim are everything to me.
They need me, it's their turn.
Listen...
If you help us find evidence against Samson and Haze, you'll be out in a month.
My boss, Tobias Falkhed, will arrange everything... when you've done your part.
Sure, my part...
Go back where you came from, Frida.
Ok.
Call me if you change your mind.
Watch out!
Hello, jerk. - Hi.
How are you? - Fine and you?
My new salute...
What was that? - My new salute.
Yes, sir. - Yes, sir.
How was school? - Easy.
Ready? - Ready.
Smells like shit here. - You smell like shit.
Thank you. - Your mom as well.
I'll let her know. - Do that, she's gonna love me.
Simon... - Yes.
This is as good as 5K crowns.
What... are you a pussy? - No, no... I'll drive.
My Vespa?! - Yes, I'll drive it.
Hold on tight, Brasil. - Shut up, damn Swede.
I'm not a Swede, I'm Serbian. Big difference.
Give me the key. - No way.
I'm driving! Give me the key!
Give it! Don't worry.
Let's go.
It's not working. - You can't even start it!
I've never driven this model. - Sit back, damn Swede.
I'm no damn Swede... I'm a big, muscular Serbian.
Same thing.
Not while I'm driving! I can't see!
Damn luck!
Wrap it tight so it won't bleed.
Who is it? - The pedophile pig. - Are you sure?
Am I sure? He raped and strangled his 6-year-old stepdaughter.
You checked the papers... - Come.
Go and get this fucker.
I need to talk to you.
Get in. - Fucking pedophile!
What you mean? - Show the papers.
I don't have them... - We all had to.
Where are you going? - To get leek.
You can get it later.
I told you... - We all have papers.
Give it to him!
Son of a bitch!
You left something for us?
Fucking pedophile pig!
He's probably got rabies and every other disease!
Put it in here.
I need to wash this.
Son of a bitch!
...we'll make sure whoever did this is caught and sentenced.
You're high enough already. Give it here, little one.
You know you can breathe with your anus? - What??
I'm doing it now!
You're gonna see your dad then. They're letting him out?
Tomorrow. - That soon?
Have you seen him since they locked him? - Not in two years.
Two years?? - Yes.
They call him "copkiller" 'cause he killed that bitch cop.
I heard that. - You think he's really a vicious murderer?
No, she tricked him. She did some shit, she was a dirty cop.
I don't think he's a murderer.
Some people just don't deserve to live.
We can't be sitting here, we must sell the rest of it.
No worries, sister... by the way, I'm stoned. - Are you?
We won't recede or be intimidated. We'll have the largest manpower ever.
Pick up all of them, this is the murder of a police chief and his family.
You're ok with extra-weapons? - Yes. - Thanks.
Jansson, I want you to take David's place.
Peter has more experience... - But I want you to do it. Thanks.
Police!
Stop! Against the wall!
Jungle drums have been beating. It's time.
Guardhouse. - I'm here to see Alex Leko.
Show your ID, please.
You can come through.
Open your arms.
Hi, honey. - Hi.
Dammit! Shit!
So fucking awkward!
Here.
I feel fucking dirty. - I needed you to do it.
I wouldn't have asked if it wasn't necessary. - I know.
Are you ok? - No... I'm not ok.
What's wrong?
What happened? - I don't know what I'm doing.
I run drugs for you. It's insane, with Simon and all...
What's with Simon? - He... he doesn't say much.
He acts... - Acts how?
We live in a rathole! I have a teenage job, there's shootings all the time!
While you're here with all these wackos... I can't take anymore of this.
I know... it'll be alright.
I drive around in a fucking smelly Toyota! - Remember our first car?
Mercedes? - "The Flash"... that was the name.
You drove it 5 times around the block to let the neighbors see it.
I wanted you to see.
Both me and the car.
I have only 3 years left.
Three years... then I'll pick up you and Simon with "The Flash" once again.
In three years Simon will be out of the house.
He'll be gone... what makes you so sure I'll still be there?
I've changed, for real.
I've changed too... and God knows how much more I'm going to change in 3 years.
You only talk about food. - Hi, guys. Here's some treats.
Christmas! God bless your wife!
Indeed.
They're talking about your cevapcici. - It came out just the same.
You ate the whole thing. - You mentioned a spice.
"Alex' special", yes.
Let's see if it's as good as those bikers say.
How's Simon? - Same old.
This is good. The Hostiles delivered.
I did this when I was a kid. - Just enjoy it.
Good?
Shit! It's almost pure!
Good job.
Alex, sit here.
"Bear"...
Samson, my little brother, is a spoiled, shitty kid.
I cannot trust him... but I can trust you, right?
You know it. - Good.
Tomorrow he's going to Copenhagen to meet with the Hostiles.
We want them as our new suppliers.
You're getting out tomorrow, right? - I'm seeing my son.
You'll see him next time. Go with my brother, see that he doesn't fuck up.
We want them to trust us. - Send someone else, Haze.
You're not doing it for free, you'll make 50K crowns.
Listen, Alex... you had it good here for a cop.
You couldn't walk around in here without any protection, right?
Do we have a deal?
How's Amid like? - He's ok, we wouldn't be friends otherwise.
You seem nervous.
You feel like having olives?
I told you not to worry. I know him, he's alright.
Who are you? - He's Simon. Simon Leko.
He's been helping me.
Leko? Didn't you father kill that bitch cop? - Yes.
Show me your finger.
That must have hurt.
Come.
It went fine? - Yes.
You did good. I got something for you.
It's a bit large for you but you can have it fixed.
It only costs 20K... don't say thanks. - Thanks.
Now go.
Bobby.
Save this for me.
Police are after the shooters. Can you watch this for me?
How long? - Until I tell you.
Ok? I'll call you when I'll need it.
How you doing?
Who was it? - Bobby.
You can't stay here, Dawda. Samson is looking for you everywhere.
It was just a kid... - I don't wanna hear that!
I didn't tell you to hang out with them!
I wanna tell everything... - Fuck no!
I know a policewoman from school... - Shut the fuck up! You got 10 minutes to leave!
Are you mad? You got a sweet watch.
Sweet?
This watch means now he owns me.
What you think it's in here? - Drugs, money...
I wish. - What then?
Bobby, what's up? - Nothing.
Where you going? - Home.
Have you seen Dawda? - Who?
You know him. Have you seen him? - No.
Samson wants to see him. - I don't know who he is!
Who are you? - Simon.
You go to Hvitfeldska school, don't you? - No.
I saw you there. - leave him alone.
We're just talking.
Why are you lying to me? - Shut up...
Who you told to shut up?! Who are you working for?!
I told you to leave him alone! - Easy...
Get lost everybody!
Get out of here!
Shut up or I'll put a bullet in your head!
Fucking bitch! - Shut the fuck up!
Go to hell! - Fucking whore! You're done!
You're both dead!
Police are still silent over the brutal murder of a policeman and his family.
Several arrests were made but no one has yet...
Simon? Where have you been? Why don't you answer the phone?
Bank, bank...
Inspection!
Get up. Inspection.
Come on! - Everyone up!
Get up!
You heard her! - Come and get me!
Fucking cowards!
Show me your knuckles! Who hit Anders?
Hands out.
Well... you have to talk.
I have nothing to say. - Of course. What's going on here?
That fucker bit me, he's got my DNA.
It'll be alright. - We must kill him.
He's a rat, we must rid of him.
What time you're getting out? - Two.
You'll hit him in the showers, there's no camera there.
Shift change is at 1, they won't find him for an hour.
Why does it have to be me? - What you mean?
He got bit, let him do it.
We need to know if we can trust you.
You don't trust me?
I've been running drugs for you long enough.
I'll do it, it'll be fun. - Stay out of it.
Let him do it, it'll be fun. - You don't want to?
No, I don't.
Ok... then you're not doing anything in Copenhagen either.
Ok, I'll stay with my son then. - Klippgatan 69.
What did you say? - Isn't where your family lives? Simon and Kim?
Ok.
One minute of silence for David Klein.
Sorry...
Excuse me...
Hello? - I want new identities for me, Simon and Kim.
A safe address abroad and one million.
All must go through Falkhed. - I'll see what I can do.
Also criminal immunity. - What for?
Yes or no? - What will you give us?
Haze and Samson. Haze just asked me to go to Denmark.
To meet a new supplier.
Ok. - You can do it?
Yes, I'll do it. - I'll be in touch.
Showers in 20 minutes. Someone will clean up after you.
Hey. - Hey.
I didn't talk, just so you know.
I'll get those papers, just need time.
I don't want you to misunderstand.
It was an accident.
The little girl was always screaming...
So I put my hand on her mouth but she kept screaming so...
...I had to use the weight of my body...
Do you have any kids?
I didn't mean to... I just wanted to have a look...
The exit permit is for 48 hours. You must be back here at 2 o'clock, October 16.
I missed you!
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