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HENNING MANKELL'S WALLANDER SERIES THE SNIPER
Looks like an execution.
The victim's name is Kaj Wretman, he's got previous...
Look, if you're not going to answer it, you can turn it off, OK?
- Sure. - Good, thank you.
No powder traces on the car or on the victim.
The entrance hole and the angle suggest that he was shot from high up.
Like over there.
Pontus, what do we do now?
If you're going to be here, your head's got to be with you too.
- Yes. - Good.
We check phone lists, try to find out what he did over the past 24 hours...
-...who he was in contact with. - Yes, good, good.
Pontus, do a search on the victim. Concentrate on the past year.
Kaj Wretman had been remanded on suspicion of involvement...
...in the raid on Hillborg's in Malmo They got away with around 2 million.
- So not a bad CV for him then. - No...
No wonder he was shot in the head.
He ripped off the wrong guys, I imagine.
- Come on then! - Where?
- We've got a briefing on the roof. - Right. In a minute.
The victim was about 200 meters away.
It was dark, he used a night-sight.
Caliber 7.6239 FM] bullet...
...and you saw what effect it had.
One shot. Extremely skilled.
Left no cartridge behind either, but he dropped this.
A lens cap for a night-sight.
No prints, but I found traces of talc...
...pulverized chalk of the same kind that's found on disposable vinyl gloves.
And then over here...
Here we also found traces of talc...
...which tells us that the sniper climbed up here using the fire escape.
- Did the phone lists give anything? - No, nothing.
Kaj Wretman didn't have a subscription, so...
Pontus!
What do we know about Kaj Wretman?
Held in remand for the raid on Hillborg's Jewelers.
He was released. They had no evidence.
So we don't know...
...if the sniper knew that Kaj was going to appear in the car park.
If we're unlucky...
...there's some bloody nutcase going round shooting people willy-nilly.
- What's up? - It's not that easy, you know.
- What do you mean? - A shot like this has to be planned.
Nyberg?
Have you found a reference point?
Reference point? What do you mean, reference point?
- Got some binoculars? - Sure.
There.
A white plastic strip on the pole, 10 meters left of the car.
The sniper ties the strip to the pole...
...then lies down on the roof, sets his sight...
...judges the wind direction, wind speed...
...and then when Kaj Wretman turns up... well, bang.
Martinsson, check all sniper and military training courses.
Isabelle and Pontus...
...find out what criminal circles Kaj Wretman might have moved in.
Good. That's that, then.
- Ebba asked me to give you this. - OK; thanks.
I spoke to Malma...
...and they've got half a dozen similar cases lying unsolved on their books.
- Have you got anything to go on? - Not at present.
A criminal gets shot, no clues... It sounds like this'll take some time.
It'll probably just end up on the pile, I guess.
Shit.
The cadet evaluation...
Right...
Isabelle's all right, but...
She does what you tell her, is that it?
Maybe.
She'll be a damn good cop, anyway.
But Pontus, well I'm not really sure where I've got...
And then he's got that law degree too.
Do you reckon he's just doing this for kicks?
No, I think it's a career move.
He's after your job, isn't he?
I've found two more. That makes sixteen names...
...we've got for Kaj's accomplices in the past... well, four years.
Do you know how much it costs to hire a trained professional hit man?
It costs between two and five hundred thousand.
I don't think any of these guys could afford...
...to cough up that kind of money to wipe out Kaj.
“Reference points.” Where did you learn things like that?
There's all sorts of stuff about snipers on the Net.
It's fascinating, actually.
I reckon it's easier to kill someone from a distance.
So you don't have to deal with emotions and all that shit.
Hi.
What...? Oh, I see!
-Hi. - Hi, hi.
- My name's Robert. - Isabelle. Hi.
Nice to meet you. I'm Pontus' father.
What the hell are you doing here?
Well, now I understand why he won't pick up when [ call.
We work together.
I see, so you're a police officer too?
Yes, police cadet.
We were at the academy together. But I was just leaving.
See you tomorrow.
Nice meeting you.
Yes, right...
What the hell are you doing here?
Well, Inger was coming down here for a couple of days to work...
.50 I took a week off and came with her, that's all.
We'd love for you to come over for dinner tomorrow evening.
There are no fingerprints on that strip...
...but we got a pretty clear picture of what might have happened.
You were damn good yesterday.
Though sometimes I feel you're so damned...
...how can I put it...
...unfocused or divided.
- Your dad was a lawyer, right? - Yeah, but I don't plan to be one.
Look, go through these before we meet Lennartsson.
Hi.
So, Kaj got shot in the head?
What's that?
- Chicken stew. - I'll have some.
Next.
So what's your theory?
That the killer's a professional, probably a trained sniper.
Was there anyone in his circle who had such training?
No, there was no one like that in his circle.
- I'll have a schnitzel, thanks. - That'll be 198 kronor.
Here you go.
Do you think Kaj's death might have something to do with the Hillborg raid?
- Who the hell knows? - You didn't have that much on Kaj.
He was released on lack of evidence.
He did the raid himself.
His features matched those recorded by the surveillance cameras.
5117,155-175 pounds, shoe size 9.
I reckon there are quite a few people...
...in the Malm& underworld who look like that.
This, for example, could be me, couldn't it?
Have you checked with the staff at Hillborg's?
Yeah. Everyone's clean.
They conducted business impeccably.
Sofia Ahlbdck, Kaj's girlfriend.
- She provided the alibi. - Yeah, you bet she did.
She was scared out of her mind.
As soon as we released him...
...he went straight home and beat the shit out of her.
It's not that clear from the report...
...why you placed him in custody in the first place.
Well, people talk.
People talk? Who talks?
- Can't give you that. - Jesus, come on.
No, I can't. He's dead.
He died outside Lund in a car crash.
Well, then it doesn't matter.
No, I can't, because if it gets out that he tipped us off...
...his family will get hurt.
Do you know where we can get hold of Kaj's ex-girlfriend?
Talk to Bjérn Holmstrom, riot squad.
He's off this week. You can call him.
Wretman was going to beat her to death...
.50 I helped to hide Sofia.
Otherwise, he would've killed her.
- Why? - Stupid.
Paranoid.
He thought that Sofia had squealed, but she didn't know a damn thing.
He smacked her around...
...and Sofia didn't dare report him.
- Do you know where she is? - Studies at KomVux.
But she's put all that shit behind her now.
You do realize we have to speak to her, don't you?
Of course. I know that.
Look, I'll talk to her first and then she'll go over to Ystad...
...during the week, is that OK?
- Listen, that Lennartsson... - Yes?
Why didn't you press him for the name of the informant?
We'll still have to check him out, even thought he's dead.
Never get into a conflict if you can get your information from elsewhere.
Hi, Karin.
Look, you couldn't do me a favour, could you...
Jens Larsson, criminal...
...died on the E 22 outside Lund in a car crash four months ago.
Could he have been Lennartsson's source?
Do you know if it was an accident?
Yes, or possibly suicide.
There was no foul play, as far as I could see.
Can I keep these?
Sure.
So how are things?
Fine, thanks.
- You? - Just fine.
Good.
Say hi to Katarina.
Here you are.
Well, look at this. Looking sharp.
You'd hardly believe you were a policeman.
What the hell's all this?
Forgive me, but I took the liberty of ordering.
We can't be that late, you see.
Anton has to be in bed by 8:00, by order of Johanna.
I don't think this is such a good idea, actually.
No, that's possible...
...but you know we haven't heard a peep from you in months.
You don't even pick up when I call.
It's time to talk.
It's one thing that you dump Johanna...
...but then you disappear and leave her alone with your child.
I don't actually want to talk about this.
Know what? There are some things in life that are just not done.
You never abandon your children.
No, and that's not exactly how it went either, in fact.
So how did it go, then?
We don't need to get into that.
What are your plans?
You should know, you're on such good terms with Johanna.
I'm here for a year.
Yes, and then? When are you done?
Why are you doing this? Why have you brought Anton with you?
It's just a reminder that your son in fact needs his father.
And that comes from you?
- Please, Pontus, can't you listen to... - You keep the fuck out of this!
- Can you stop... - Keep out of it, I said!
So just think of Anton...
Listen.
I spoke to the lawyer who was on the Hillborg raid case...
...and he said that Kaj Wretman was released...
...because the interviews were doctored.
They'd brought him in on grounds that they couldn't later verify.
And Bengt Lennartsson was considered the problem.
Woolly investigations.
He rarely keeps to the truth. Seems he has a problem with the drink.
Right.
So Lennartsson was protecting this Jens Larsson too.
Shit...
He works a lot with informants...
...and knows the region's organized crime better than anyone else.
I see. Shame that knowledge couldn't give any results.
None of his six latest investigations have gone to court.
This investigation is no masterwork either.
No. Don't sit around here for too long.
Inyou go.
Kaj didn't say a word to me about that robbery.
You said that Kaj beat you up...
...after the police had questioned him about the raid.
Yes, and they asked the same questions that you're asking.
Read the transcript.
Did he beat you around often?
- No. - Why do you think he beat you up?
He thought I'd ratted him out to the police.
About what?
About that raid, of course.
You said that Kaj hadn't talked to you about the raid.
So how come he was so sure that you'd told the police about it?
I don't know...
He was totally paranoid when he was released.
Do you know if Kaj knew anyone here in Ystad?
Yeah. He knew a guy here.
What's his name?
I can't remember.
I met him once last summer.
I can't even remember what the place was called where he lived.
Do you think you'll be able to show us the way there?
Please, I've left all this behind me.
Leave me alone.
Sofia says that she'll go with you if I come along too.
Good.
There's something between them.
Time to go.
You go ahead, I'll be right with you.
You seem to get along well.
Yeah, that's true. We've gotten to know each other.
Listen, I think she's lying.
What do you reckon?
Well, tell me what you think and maybe I can help you.
How well do you know her?
We're not fucking each other, if that's what you mean.
- Take cover! - What is it?
- Can you see him? - Sofia!
Stop, damn you!
Pontus! He's up there!
- What the hell are you doing? - Pontus!
Leave it!
Pontus, stop, for fuck's sake!
Stay there.
- What's the situation? - Sofia Ahlvik's been shot...
...and Holmstrém is lying down there, injured.
And if the sniper's still there, he's probably on some roof around here...
.50 we've got to cordon off the road between the harbor and the town!
- Where's Pontus? - Pontus is on his way there.
- What? Did you order him there? - For fuck's sake, Katarina!
What the...
Kurt, it's Pontus!
Pontus!
- Know where he is. - Yeah?
That's good.
The sniper's on the silo roof.
That's good, Pontus.
You've done what you could. Now come back, OK?
You come back now, Pontus!
No...
He's gone into the swimming baths.
- I'm going in after him. - You come back, Portiis!
What? Where is he now?
Everything we've got: to the swimming baths!
Hey, have you seen someone in a black hoodie?
No...
Hey!
You!
Shit, stop!
Stop!
Give up, for Christ's sake.
You're not going to get out of here anyway.
You little bastard.
- I've seen him. - You shut up and listen.
Just shut up and go straight to the station and wait for me there.
- Can't you listen... - You shut up.
- What the hell's that? - Pontus took cover behind it.
The security camera got the whole thing...
...but no face, I'm afraid. He was wearing a hood.
But Pontus saw him and apparently it's some kid.
What?
The sniper we're after is between 16 and 17.
At least we got this.
Was the sniper out for you too?
What the hell are you talking about?
- You'll get protection. - I need no protection, thanks.
You helped Sofia to hide away.
You were the only one who knew where she was.
And whoever's behind this knew that we'd question Sofia...
...in connection with Kaj's death.
Holmstrém, come on.
If you know something, then out with it, for Christ's sake.
I know nothing, I've told you.
He was slim, well-built, fair.
And... bloody young.
But you'd recognize him if you saw him again?
Yes. Definitely.
Your father's here.
Now? Here?
With your son.
Take it easy.
I never knew you had a son, Pontus.
What a cutie!
Look, I don't have time for this. It's all go here, so I just don't have time.
Yeah, I heard it on the radio, but Id need...
Have you got a washing machine at home?
- We'll need one. - Yes.
Good, because I have to do a bit of washing for Anton.
Yes, the whole basket.
Jesus, they've got a washing machine at the hotel, haven't they?
Yeah, sure they have one, but it's a bit impractical.
He needs the clothes today, you see.
My, you've got gas.
Of course you need to do some washing.
Go on, give him the keys.
Good. Pontus, can you come with me?
I want a few words with you.
- Leave them under the mat. - Yes, yes. Thanks a lot.
Listen, I want you...
...to take time off and get out of Ystad until this case is closed.
What? Why?
For two reasons...
...you saw the sniper, the sniper saw you.
You could easily be his next victim.
Reason number two is...
...your inability to judge critical situations.
You're too quick to put your colleagues in danger.
I've not put anyone in danger here.
Except for myself.
This job's about one thing only, and that's trust.
Being able to trust each other in critical situations.
- I know. - You know...
- Yes. - But you didn't show that today.
I judged the situation.
You judged the situation?
I, your boss, judged the situation differently.
- How the hell can I trust you? - You've never bloody trusted me.
Listen, let me be completely frank.
You aren't suited to this job.
If Isabelle had done the same thing, you wouldn't be saying this.
Isabelle? What the hell has she got to do with anything?
She'd get another chance, you'd listen to her.
I rub you the wrong way for some reason.
Is it my education or something?
Look, we're ending this conversation now...
You made your mind up from day one that I wouldn't become a cop.
- We're ending this... - From day one!
We're ending this conversation now. Before I get angry.
If I hadn't seen the reference point, Holmstrom would be dead by now.
Jesus, and you can't even give me credit for that, can you?
A young women...
...Sofia Ahlback, was shot to death today outside Ystad police station.
And there were also gunshots...
The boy's got talent.
Ice cold bastard.
He could be of use to us.
Erik Alberg, you're with us live. What's going on here?
Have you checked him out?
Yes. Just an assault. Nothing serious.
Where did he learn to shoot like that?
I don't know, but I believe in him.
He wants in...
...and we'd be able to give him stuff that no one else will touch.
I'll see him when the cop's dead.
What have I told you about that?
Look, maybe this is enough.
The cop will be OK. He's got the picture.
If we lean on him now, maybe he'll pay.
And what does that say about me?
That you always get back what's yours.
No.
It says that you always get a second chance if you try to fuck me.
The pig must die.
The weapon looks like a sniper rifle...
...of possibly Russian origin.
The pistol is a Heckler & Koch, manufactured in 2006.
I think we can assume they come from the same supplier.
But who wants to sell illegal arms to Swedish youths?
I think I know someone who can help us.
When I woke up this morning, I had one single picture in my head.
When Therese was born.
When [ first held her in my hands.
I could smell her.
It all goes so quickly.
Did you know that Pontus has a son?
Who'd be able to get a hold of Russian guns?
There are two people round here...
- One's inside. - And the other, who's that?
- He's mine. - Come on, Jesus. His name.
No.
He hates cops.
I've got information...
...that he's bought weapons...
...via the Latvian mafia.
Weapons that he sells on to kids...
...who want to take out bouncers.
- And why haven't you arrested him? - We will,
That's why we don't want you giving him a hard time right now.
Why aren't you cooperating?
We've got to catch him in the act...
...otherwise we've got nothing to go on.
And you'll not get him to talk.
Give me the name.
All right, then. I've got what I need.
The guy we're looking for is interested in weapons.
He's got Latvian contacts.
He sells weapons to kids in and around Malma.
24 hours and I'll have him.
But since I don't like going behind the backs of my own...
Why won't you cooperate?
Holst...
Sune Holst.
Where's the cash?
Have fun. Ring if there's a problem.
Don't go talking to anyone now, OK?
Hugo.
What the -
What the fuck, are you totally fucking mad?
You can't come here now!
Fucking hell, you could be being watched.
Fuck, mowing people down outside the station.
- You've gotta get out of here. - Who'd you buy the gun off?
- What the fuck are you talking about? - The pistol. I dropped it.
What, you dropped it?
What the fuck do you mean, “dropped it"?
If the cops link it to the guy you bought it from, will he drop you in it?
No, I don't think so. No.
- You trust him? - Yeah, yeah. Fuck, I think so.
- He's a tough bastard. -“Think”? Aren't you sure?
If he rats you out you'll be linked to two murders.
Do you understand, eh? Well?
Assir?
Do you know him?
Were you the one who sold him the gun?
What the fuck are you going on about? Gun, Assir, fuck it!
The cops are going to pull in every fucking gun dealer.
How the fuck can someone be so fucked in the head?
- You said you trusted your guy! - He knows what he's doing...
...but he's not going to be that fucking happy when the cop...
-...starts sniffing around his ass! - What? So the cop knows him?
What the fuck do you think?
Is it Holst?
Fuck, just drop it! What the fuck are you going to do?
I've just got to keep my mouth shut.
Do you think Id be able to rat you out?
You're fucking out of your mind.
I like that, man.
You've got a visitor.
Hi.
My name's Robert. I'm Pontus' father.
- Wallander. - Nice to meet you.
So how can I help you?
Well, I've actually come here today to meet Pontus.
- Yes, well he's not working tonight. - No, so I heard.
- Spoke to him, that red-haired... - Svartman.
He told me quite a lot.
That you're Pontus' supervisor...
...that Pontus chased this madman who was shooting people here today...
...and then all that in the car park.
It's a miracle that he's still alive.
You wanted to talk to me?
Hand on heart, what do you think?
Is Pontus police material?
Pontus will be evaluated and I'll give him a personal report.
And that is, so to speak, between the two of us.
If he then wants to tell you, that's up to him.
I could make life hell for you...
-...by reporting you. - For what?
I'm here with Anton, who's Pontus' son.
He could have lost his father today.
Should a cadet really expose himself to such risks?
You know, as a policeman, you have to assess the risks yourself...
...in certain situations and take responsibility for your actions.
I run a firm of lawyers.
How do you think it'd look...
...if I let students into the court room to represent a client...
-...on a matter of life and death? - What are you getting at?
Let me be perfectly frank with you.
I don't want Pontus to become a policeman.
He's my only son and I want him to work with me.
I want you to help me make him realize this...
...so ll don't have to call in a load of boring contacts.
Listen, I understand that you are an influential defence lawyer...
...with an impressive network.
And feel free to use your “contacts” to bring me down.
You just try it, why don't you?
But there's one thing you should know. You can be damned proud of Pontus.
He's extraordinarily gifted.
I've not done anything wrong.
I wouldn't know, I wasn't out there.
He can't suspend me.
Pontus, why haven't you told me about Anton?
I don't know... I had my reasons, I suppose.
Your reasons?
You have a son.
My father left me when I was seven. I've grown up without a father.
I've missed him.
It's crazy that you can miss someone who's abandoned you...
...someone you don't even know.
What the hell are you playing at? If I'd had a son in Stockholm...
...I'd never have applied for a place in Ystad.
I don't think you know enough about this to express an opinion.
Come on!
What is it you're so afraid of?
I don't want children.
I met Johanna at law school and we got engaged.
Dad thought it was perfect.
A son who'll be the family's fourth lawyer...
...and who marries a lawyer to boot.
But I realized quite quickly that she wasn't exactly...
...the woman of my life. But by then it was too late.
She was pregnant, wasn't she?
I said I wasn't ready...
...but she conspired with my dad and...
I mean, he doesn't give a shit about Anton. He just wants control.
He wants me to be like him...
...and everyone else in the damn family.
But your son will end up paying.
Hello?
Yes, he's with me.
Hang on. Wallander.
Hello?
OK, good.
Thanks. Bye.
- What did he want? - He wanted me to go in and work.
There you go... Cheers to that.
I had a chat with your dad yesterday.
And he had your son with him too.
And so what did he say?
He didn't seem that pleased with your choice of career, exactly.
Was that why he came to see you, to talk about that?
I'm not going to let him decide.
Listen...
When we meet Holst...
...I want you to know that he can be a feisty bastard and he hates cops.
If there's a problem...
...we'll step aside and wait.
Holst?
Kurt Wallander, police.
We'd like you to come with us to the station to answer some questions.
If you've got nothing on me then you can fuck off.
It's about the shooting at Ystad police station.
I was with my mom at her place all day yesterday.
It's about the gun that was used.
Hi, Martinsson.
Can you send the riot squad here?
Straightaway.
Bye.
The muscle's on its way.
- You stay here. - What?
You have to stay here.
- Hey, you're going nowhere. - Are you joking?
Hurry up!
Shit...
If it turns out that the gun came through you...
...we're going to put all the bloody energy we can...
...into tying you to the murder.
What gun?
What are you talking about?
- You can cut that out. -“Cut that out”?
You want me to cut that out?
What about you?
You fucking pull me in without a damn thing on me.
You don't give a shit about my rights, you bastards.
We're just trying to ask you a few questions.
All I want is for you to do your job when I have a lawyer present.
Is that too much to ask?
Linnea, your daughter. Do you have contact with her?
What the fuck's that got to do with anything?
No, you're just a sordid little weapons dealer.
That's why you can't get to see her.
You fucking took her away from me! Understand?
How old is she now?
You don't even know how old she is.
Nine.
She'll get to read about you in the paper.
“The Gun Dealer.”
The guy who sold the gun to the sniper...
...and who's been accessory to a number of murders.
She'll read about that. Do you think she'll be proud?
I don't think it was that sniper that I sold to.
Good. Give us a name and we'll check it out.
Mickey...
Mickey Mouse!
Shit, you're stupid.
Do you really think Id sit here crying...
...just because you've reminded me what a useless father [ am?
Well?
She's better off without me.
You'll go down for this.
Eat my shit, pig cunt!
I got these names from forensics...
We've got fingerprints verified as those of Klas Runberg and Hugo Lindberg...
...ON your premises.
Hugo Lindberg's got a conviction for illegal possession.
Hugo Lindberg?
I know nothing. I know nothing.
It's our sniper, no doubt about it.
The victim's Hugo Lindberg.
Martinsson, not without gloves.
Look at this.
There's a box in here full of guns and ammo.
Maybe he also sold?
He's got other goodies too, not just weapons.
Hugo Lindberg contacted Holst, who was to fix the sniper up with a gun.
To be on the safe side...
...he shot Hugo after having dropped the gun in the parking garage.
So he shot someone he knew.
It says here, “Heard from a brother...
...that you'll soon be branded for life.”
“Branded”?
UG, Urban Gangsters.
This is their tattoo.
Jens Larsson died in a car crash four months ago outside Ystad.
He was a member of their organization.
And on top of that, he's your informant.
He was the one who tipped you off about the raid on Hillborg's Jewelers.
I want to know exactly what it was he told you.
He said...
...that it was Kaj that had done the Hillborg job.
So we brought him in, but it gave nothing.
Holmstrom...
Yes?
What's he like as a cop?
One of the best.
Why do you think that the sniper wants to shoot Holmstrom?
Come on, for fuck's sake!
I was there!
Every single shot after Sofia had been killed...
...was fucking aimed at him!
OK, out with it then.
I think that the sniper works for Kali Manchetta...
-...the UG boss. - Maybe.
Rumor has it...
...that Kali would get two million for the raid...
...and Kaj would get a tattoo.
And what happened?
Well, it looks like he kept it all for himself, the stupid bastard.
Sofia.
Why was Sofia shot?
I've got no idea.
But what's your theory, Kurt?
Kaj Wretman did the Hillborg job...
...and Sofia ripped him off with the help of Holmstrom.
And now Kali knows the whole truth and wants to shoot the both of them.
I think that's the end of our little chat.
One more thing.
This.
Know who it is?
We'll go over it one more time, son.
You've spoken to Hakan Lans and you have to pass it on to me.
Is that understood?
- Is that understood, I asked! - Yes.
Stupid asshole.
The guy in the photo is Assir Mohyia.
He's doing time for a murder he did for Kali.
Didn't say a word during the interrogation.
Got four years for it and his brand.
What do you want?
To put an end to this.
Have to check it out. Got to get the OK from above.
Come on.
- We can sort this out, you and me. - It's not about the cash.
Henrik, listen...
Hakan.
I called you because I wanted to tell you something, right?
You'll get a ton of cash and I get the boy.
What boy?
The sniper.
What the hell do you take me for?
Wipe that fucking smirk off your face before I do it for you.
I know your kind.
I know you've ripped off Kali before.
Do you think I'm bluffing?
OK; if I give you the sniper, what then?
Well, you'll be rich and I'll disappear.
You can call that at 5:00.
Swallow the note.
When Assir was fifteen...
...he shot a restaurant owner and then he joined UG.
Hugo wanted to join UG.
Our sniper wants to join UG.
All this is about being a member of some damn criminal organization.
It's sick that 15 and 16-year-olds are carrying out contract killings.
Mom!
4 -Yes? m hungry.
Can't you heat something up in the micro for now if you can't wait?
I'll be right there.
Jussi!
- I'll get that bastard. - Who?
That bloody Kali.
As good as gold.
Areal angel.
I'll tell him.
Good. Take care. Bye.
Johanna says hello.
I heard that you had a chat with Wallander.
He said that your weren't that happy with my choice of career.
Do you want your son to look up to you?
Will you be there for him?
Like you were there for me, you mean?
I'm going to be a cop, damniit. Just accept that.
You have a law degree...
...without having to take out a single kronor in student loans.
I don't give a shit about your money.
For your whole life, you've been able to choose to do exactly...
-...what you think is best for you. - No.
You're the one who's decided what's best for me.
I've always done right by you and I don't intend to give up now...
...by accepting this damn police nonsense that you're into.
One day you'll realize...
...that there's actually a value to my principles.
I've seen your damn principles and I've seen what they do to people.
You destroyed Mom, for God's sake...
...and then exchanged her for Inger...
...who repeats everything you say like some fucking parrot.
It's fucking sick what you're doing.
You bring Anton here and kick up a fucking big scene.
He means nothing to you. You're just fucking exploiting him.
I've been asking around a bit.
Wallander committed an act of professional misconduct...
...when he let you carry on working after what happened.
That can cost him dearly.
Particularly if it turns out that you, Pontus, a cadet...
...is the reason why this sniper...
...is still running round out there killing people.
This is your last chance. Otherwise I'm shutting all doors to you.
Now let's see.
There!
Lovely!
Look.
You look so nice together.
Think carefully before you exhale.
Before you choose...
...to become one with the gun.
Think carefully...
...before you extinguish a life.
Remember that.
Hi.
Whose is that?
Someone who owes us something.
- What happened to Hugo? - I had no choice.
- You must check with me first. - He would have squealed.
Tell that to Kali.
Hugo's dead.
Shot with a gun that you'd gotten a hold of.
Do you know who the sniper is?
Kali Manchetta.
I have to talk to him.
Do you know where I can find him?
If you'd given me Hugo's name...
...he'd still be alive.
Give me Kali, for fuck's sake.
Hugo knew a guy called Assir.
Assir...
...is a little punk.
Were you the one that fixed him up with the gun...
...that he shot the restaurant owner with?
You help Kali to put guns in the hands of small boys.
Is that something you're proud of?
- He must be so broken, this guy... - Yes.
- And damned skilled. - Skilled?
He lets nothing get in his way. No emotions, nothing.
No, but...
It almost makes you think he does it for a higher purpose.
You know, a boy soldier on a mission from God, or something.
- It sounds as if you admire him. - I do, in a way.
- You do? - In a way.
Hey! Hello!
When you have your chat with Assir, focus on two things...
...Hugo knew the sniper. Did Assir?
Have you checked Holmstrém's financial situation?
Yes. He's bought a sailing boat...
...but there's nothing strange about that, cops can sail too.
And there's nothing fishy in his finances.
Find out where the boat's moored.
Are you all right?
Is there something you want to talk about?
No, I'm OK.
- So what do you want? - Hugo Lindberg's dead.
We think it might be someone you know who shot him.
Were you good friends?
We're looking for a guy your age who's good at shooting.
Know someone like that?
There can't be that many, can there?
What, was it that sniper that shot Hugo?
Yes, he shot Hugo.
- You can help us find him. - I'm not helping you pigs.
Kaj Wretman. Did you know him?
The Scar.
“The Scar”?
I'll put it like this.
The Scar shared his bitch with the Faggot Cop.
“The Faggot Cop”? Who's that?
I'll put it like this...
...when the Scar came home one day...
...he found the Faggot Cop fucking his bitch, get it?
So he went apeshit...
...tried to drop the Faggot Cop but it didn't work out too good.
He was good at helping himself, that fucking pig.
He got rid of his bitch first, then his fucking honor.
Then got rid of the money from the raid too.
What fucking money?
That sniper, he's taken down quite a few, eh?
First the Scar, his bitch...
...Hugo...
Is the Faggot Cop next, or what?
Why should the Faggot Cop die?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Sure, you do.
You shot a man in the back on a street in Malmé.
A man? Acted tough and said we were a bunch of nobodies.
Went on about him being a warrior.
- A cunt's all he was, got it? - This “cunt” was just trying...
...to run his restaurant without having to deal with Kali.
Go against him and you die. Is that it?
It's like this...
...you fuck with us UGs, right, you take the consequences, that's life.
Have a good day, you fucking pigs.
Yes, it's me.
When shall we meet?
Hey! Hello!
I bet that wasn't cheap.
Cheaper in Germany.
Going far?
What, fancy joining me?
Well, we'll see.
Listen...
...do you think Sofia could have ripped off Kaj?
On her own, single-handedly, without help?
No, I don't think she'd have been capable of it.
No...
Who the hell were you thinking she would have got help from?
Look, we know that Sofia and you were in a relationship.
If you say so.
Can't we go down into the boat and talk instead?
No, we can't.
Can we go down?
Jesus, come on, cooperate now. It's for your sake.
Am I under some kind of investigation or what?
Not yet.
If you continue poking around in my private life...
...I'll go straight to your boss, Wallander.
I've got a bad feeling about this. We can't stand...
Take Kling and Klang and get lost!
Listen to this, and maybe you'll get the picture, you fucking idiot.
When the Scar came home one day...
...he found the Faggot Cop fucking his bitch, get it?
50 he went apeshit..
...tried to drop the Faggot Cop but it didn't work out too good.
Turn it off. Turn it off? what the hell is this?
I had no idea.
That sniper, he's taken down quite a few, eh?
First the scar, his bitch, Hugo...
Is the Faggot Cop next, or what?
It's you he's talking about!
If that's from a formal interview, Wallander, you're to call me...
.50 can get to hear that information with a lawyer.
Fuck, Wallander, you should know that! That's not from some fucking interview!
Any fucking idiot can hear that!
- You didn't help Sofia! - Shut your face, son!
She got a bullet in the brain and it's your fault.
Shut up, I said, you fucking...
- Shit... - Break it up! For fuck's sake!
I don't give a shit about that tape, boy.
Take it easy.
But if you've taped Assir without his knowledge...
...it's going to impact big time on your career...
...you'd better be sure about that, boy!
You're a policeman, not some fucking private detective.
Fucking hell!
I mean, what the hell are you playing at?
I gave you one more chance.
But put him under surveillance, for God's sake.
You just forget it.
I think you should go to Stockholm and spend time with your family.
And come back when all this has blown over.
And then get to grips with your fucking problems.
The recorder, please.
Nyberg, can you trace these mobile numbers for me?
I don't want this to come out in the investigation...
.50 I want you to use your own contacts.
Who are we checking up on?
Our guys in Malma.
Today, Pontus played a taped conversation with Assir...
...and Holmstrém immediately recognized his voice.
How the hell could he have done that?
The only one who knew that I was interested...
...in both Assir and Holmstrém was Bengt Lennartsson.
I'll take the members and the families of the members in Kali's gang.
So I guess you can check...
...all those who've received military training overseas.
Start with the convicted.
...went on about him being a warrior.
A cunt's all he was...
This “cunt” was just trying to run his...
...said we were a bunch of nobodies, went on about him being a warrior...
Oh, good. What timing!
How the hell did you get in?
I found some spare keys when I was here doing the laundry.
I've checked out of the hotel and well, I was in the area with Anton...
I just wanted to let you know.
What are up to?
I'm going to work. I'm going to “play cops and robbers.”
You hate me, don't you?
Pontus, what's happened has happened. I can't do anything about it...
No, what's happened happened because you wanted it to!
Pontus, I...
I want to ask your forgiveness.
No.
You're after something else. I can feel it.
I'm not after anything. I...
You're my son. I care about you.
That I've never felt.
- Listen... - Get your fucking hands off me!
When I get back, Dad, I want you gone.
I've checked out the mobile traffic between our guys in Malmo
Good.
What do you want?
Canl comein?
You never know who will turn up... What do you want?
Sit down.
Have a whiskey.
You and Holmstrém, you've been chatting quite a lot recently.
Wasn't it you who said...
...that you never went behind the back of one of your own?
You doctored the interviews with Kaj...
...because you wanted to protect Holmstrém.
Something's not right.
Sofia lied about the robbery, she knew about it.
Kaj beat her up because the money was gone!
No one's missing that money.
But you know, a hell of a lot of people have died because of it.
Now you listen to me.
Kaj Wretman carried out the robbery.
It was his ticket into UG.
So I picked him up and told him...
...that if you want to avoid a whole load of problems you can work for me...
...but he refused, the stupid bastard.
So I spoke to Holmstrém about the matter...
Who worked on Sofia and got her to say where the money was?
The money doesn't interest me.
I just wanted to put the squeeze on Kaj.
So when I heard that Holmstréom wanted to help Sofia...
.I thought, “Yeah, fuck it. It's for a good cause.”
Kali never got any cash.
Kaj died. Sofia too.
Holmstrom's next.
Where's Kali?
You'll never get the better of him.
The address.
I've heard that he's rented a big house down by the sea.
Here you go.
Now you're one of us.
You've got a visitor.
Who are you?
Kurt Wallander, police.
Kaj Wretman did the Hillborg's Jewelry job for you.
You never got your money.
Now three people are dead.
One remains.
A cop.
And for that you hire a 16-year-old.
What the hell's going on in there?
You haven't got many years left, have you?
That's none of your business.
Accidents happen so easily... People die.
You can't touch me.
No one can touch me.
In that case, let me tell you...
...that I will devote the rest of my life to getting you sent down.
Good luck, grandad.
Get the pig out of here.
Hands around the post.
Put these on. Quickly! Put them on!
- What the hell are you doing? - Shut up!
This is Goran Ussi, the restaurant owner that Assir shot.
Goran went down for illegal possession in 2001.
The gun, aZastava M76 was confiscated...
It's an old sniper's rifle from the former Yugoslavia.
He was a sniper in the civil war.
“Areal warrior.” That's what Assir said.
Check the passport register, there might be more Ussis.
Hector Ussi, born "93.
I think we've found our sniper.
My colleagues will be here soon.
They know that I went after Holmstrém.
You're lying...
You've killed four people.
- They didn't feel anything. - Why?
Why did you become a cop?
- Because I'm good at it. - I'm good at shooting.
- So who taught you to shoot? - Why are you so interested in that?
Because it's been on my mind.
My father taught me.
Don't do it...
You have ason?
Yes. Anton. He's one.
I've got one thing left to do.
If] fail...
...I'll be dead tomorrow...
...and you'll survive.
If I succeed...
...I'll be back.
I have to disappear. You're the only one who's seen me.
Your chances of survival are fifty-fifty.
Did he show?
Leave us.
There are many out there who are all mouth.
But you, kid, you keep your word.
Good.
No one screws me.
Doesn't matter if it's a stupid cop or an ugly, greedy whore.
No one.
Why do you want to be one of us?
I've got nowhere to go.
My father died.
Sorry to hear it.
Killed by a kid.
Went down, got four years and a tattoo...
One of those you have.
So I thought...
...how could I get in contact with the boss...
...who sent a 15-year-old out to kill my father.
My father was Goran Ussi. He had his honor, you bastard!
We've received a report of a shooting on Strandvagen 42 in Ystad.
2-9-10, make your way over. I want more cars there.
2-9-714 and 2-9-77.
2-9-14 copy.
Out.
Hello, you've reached Pontus' house, this is Pontus' father speaking.
Hi, Robert, Isabelle here. Is Pontus at home?
No, he's not here. I thought he was with you.
- No. - That's odd.
- Ku rt'
I've just spoken to Pontus' father...
This is him.
Hector Ussi.
He said that Pontus was going to check up on a lead.
Have you gotten a hold of him?
No, he's not answering. Shit, this doesn't feel good.
Ring Nyberg. He's over there.
Get him to trace Pontus' mobile.
- Shit, he's just a kid. - You can say that again.
Hector, everyone knows who you are.
Check my mobile.
Pontus' phone is in this area...
...inaregion about a square kilometer around.
Fairly sparsely populated. Hundred houses.
You've got to get to a doctor.
Dad, help me.
It hurts so much.
Dad.
Say something! Say something!
You need help.
Hello?
So how did all this happen?
Well, I didn't do as you said.
So I guess now Dad will get his wish, then.
All that about being a lawyer...
...reckon you can go easy on that for awhile.
Off home with you now.