THE AFRICAN
Tomek!
Sweden enjoys one of the highest standards of living in the world.
0.15 percent of the global population live here.
Are our numbers low because no one wants to come here?
Believe me, they do.
Are they not welcome here? That question I leave to you voters.
I had a call. An apparent suicide in a railway car in Poland.
The Polish police claims that death itself...
That's what he said. Death itself occurred while the train was in Ystad,
so the body is on its way back here.
- Who did you speak to? - Some Foreign Office official.
"Death itself"...
- Where's Kurt? - He's taking out overtime.
You go in, I'll park the car.
Here's the room, the Golden Room. There's some gilding on the ceiling.
- The Social Democrats booked it. - Election night.
No one's told us what part of the hotel was mentioned in the bomb threat.
- Maybe it's something political? - It's the election season after all.
I'll be needing a list of the other rooms that are booked.
Sorry, it took a while.
Hi... Oh, so this is where you work?
- I had no idea... - That you worked here.
- Are you a police officer too? - Yes. Maybe we should...
- Did you get home all right? - No... Yes.
Do you keep items that people have left behind in any special place?
We keep it for a while if we can't manage to contact the owner.
- Anyone need a phone charger? - Not me.
- Maybe you could use an extra? - Let me know if you need any help.
How could I know that she worked here?
- "Did you get home all right?" - That's enough!
We were drunk and it was a bad one-night-stand.
And it's not like it's your business who I screw anyway.
Here's the list.
Hang on, could you come back? This is an entire set of luggage.
Yes, the man just vanished. He didn't do a runner, he paid his bill.
- Who was he? - A black man.
The body has been shipped over from Poland.
The Coroner's office will be supplying some answers soon.
We're dealing with a coloured... a black man.
- How did he kill himself? - He supposedly shot himself.
- With what? - A revolver.
- The hotel had some unclaimed luggage. - Solängen's Rest Home, where is that?
Not now. - Good, go to the hotel and pick up that luggage.
- Here. - Where's it from?
"The Netherlands". "Beye Alian."
Four stamps from Liberia. I guess that's where he came from.
A poor guy dreaming of a life in Europe. Acquires Dutch citizenship.
Not bad, only Beye isn't really satisfied.
So he decides to commit suicide.
"Ystad seems like a nice place to die in," Beye thinks.
He's never been to Ystad before. He gets here,
checks into a hotel for a few nights with his drum.
And then he blows his brains out in a freight car.
- What do you think? - Cut it out.
The height is right, and the hairline. Yes, it's him.
- Are you sure? - Yes.
The shape of the ear is distinctive and identical.
The cause of death was a bullet in the brain.
The bullet exploded some 6-9 cm in from the entry point in the zygoma.
This wasn't ordinary ammunition.
- Suicide? - Absolutely not.
The shooter was at least three metres away.
- Reverse until I tell you to stop. - Roger. Over and out.
I don't seem to have any mobile coverage.
The murder took place the day before yesterday, between 1 and 5 am.
We'll go through the rest when you get in.
My mum isn't all there, she can't make it on her own anymore.
Only she's not senile enough
to qualify for the Solängen Rest Home.
This is blood.
I went to another place, and they thought she was too senile.
Open up, Svartman.
She's too healthy and she's too ill.
The silly woman in charge saidv
"You could always pop in and check on her now and then."
That's terrible. Let me know if you want some help.
It's a bloody disgrace! Think of all the taxes we pay.
That's the point, it's an agreement between society...
No one's been shot here, so get out of the way.
- My mother has just... - Hang on.
There's more blood here.
And this little darling...
Here's the first prognosisv The guy was shot from over here.
And the shooter was injured too.
The victim was placed in the car 20 minutes after the murder.
Lunch.
- You said something about your mum. - She was admitted to Solängen.
FOR SALE
Sorry.
- Kurt? - Kenneth?
Well, what do you know?
I didn't take the straightest route up.
I didn't start at the top. I was a miner at first.
Surprised you, didn't I? I supposed I was fascinated.
Going hundreds of metres underground like that. Then it became my school.
I figured the more we worked, the more we produced from the mine,
the richer we made other people. And you joined the police force.
I've been meaning to call you, only I figured you were busy.
Same here, actually.
And you never know if people remember you. I only spent my summers here.
- How are you doing? - Fine. Well, I'm aging...
I had a heart attack two years ago, so I have to take it easy.
And that's difficult. But you're keeping busy.
Yes, but I've had my share of crap too.
My doctor tells me I have to pay back what I borrowed from my future.
Look through this stuff and see if there's anything you want to keep.
We have a visitor, Maj. Come say hello.
- Hello. - My wife, Maj. - Kurt Wallander.
- Is there something wrong? - No, I saw your ad.
We're old childhood friends. Strange, isn't it?
Talking about throwing stuff out... I've got something to show you.
Are you kidding me? Is that the bike we rode to Malmö?
- This is the one. - Amazing. So you kept it?
I'm going to fight for this. Some things you just don't get rid of.
Either that, or it comes with the house. Keep the tyres pumped up.
Christ... I bet you're busy, with the election coming up and all.
That's what's nice about coming here. You know, a change of perspective.
- Everything all right? - Yes, fine.
- Why are you selling the house? - We don't have the time.
It's sad to see the garden so unkempt.
Some of our neighbours keep an eye on the house for us, but no...
And I might be even busier after the election.
- Have you shown the whole house yet? - Almost.
I'll get on with my stuff. Give me a hand later on, okay?
We can assume that it occurred here, but it's not been established.
You did tell me to call you if anything came up.
We're dealing with a black man in his thirties.
Do we know where it happened?
Nyberg's checking out the railway yard.
Good...
- Good morning, Ebba. - Hello, Kurt.
Listen, you have a dog, don't you? Here's a stupid questionv
If you go to a kennel, how much do they cost?
You'll have to pay something like 10,000 for a good dog.
See you later.
He was holding it when he was found.
- What make is it? - Nagant, a Russian military revolver.
- It looks old. - A collector's item.
He had airline tickets on him as well, for a flight home yesterday.
- Hi there! - Hi... Listen, Svartman.
Could you return this to the evidence cabinet?
- More than one weapon is involved. - Several shots were fired?
We've found blood at two locations, here and over by the spent case.
- No case over there? - Not all guns leave cases behind.
We can assume he was shot with the weapon placed in his hand.
The smaller pool of blood could come from, say, a fist fight...
No, there are no signs of a scuffle. We've searched the entire area.
The lab report is inv Two different blood groups.
Depending on their bearing on the case, we'll answer your questions.
- Was the victim black? - He had an African background, yes.
- Black? Is the motive clear? - No.
- Could this be a racist killing? - Was the victim a refugee?
He was a Dutch citizen of African origins.
- We have no leads on the motive. - Any connection to the election?
- What should we do? - Nothing. Just carry on.
- Don't you get it? He's dead. - Yes, he's dead.
Considering what he did to you, you can hardly be sorry about that.
- Isn't that right, Kenneth? - I don't know.
He's dead, and you can't do anything to change that fact.
Besides, you don't have time to worry about him now.
All right?
I'd like to report something. I'd like to turn myself in.
I see. Just take a seat,
and a police officer will be with you shortly.
- You can have a good chat. - It's about a murder.
That Negro who was murdered.
I'll get someone to come at once. - Hello...
I was supposed to wait there, by the freight cars.
I was going to buy a gun for 3,000 kronor.
I didn't know... I wasn't aware the guy was a Negro.
A stinking nigger.
Well, so I got the gun.
Some old piece of crap he wanted to sell.
But he had two guns, and I wanted to buy the other one.
And then... Well, it's a blur.
I had given him the money, and he had put it in his jacket.
That's it... That's when I saw the other gun, and I wanted that one.
Only he said no, and I threatened him.
I had to kill the darky, kill him... So I fired the gun.
Then I put him in the car and put my gun in his hand,
Took his gun and left. I killed the nigger.
Why are you confessing to this murder?
What's the point of killing a nigger if nobody knows I did it?
It would be like that high jumper...
The one who broke the world record, only nobody saw it.
- Any luck at the hotel? - No, they hardly saw him at all.
He paid cash for his room.
And he made two phone calls using a pay-and-go card bought in Holland.
Quiet. Quiet, I said.
So the guy called himself?
- And you shot him in the chest? - No, in the face.
Somewhere in the middle.
- And then he shot you? - No, he shot first.
I was hit here.
Then I shot him.
I see. The gun you took, the reason you shot the man...
- Where is it now? - In the sea.
I'll show you.
- How was he dressed? - It's hard to say.
It was dark, you know...
Jeans, a track suit jacket.
This interview was terminated at 10:35 am.
Arrest him.
Daddy did something, you see. But I'll be back.
Arrange something for him. Don't forget the blood tests.
He can't stay with other dogs, it won't work.
He's so afraid of other dogs. Don't punish Sammy.
It's not his fault that he's in this situation.
He spent a few years in an institution after stabbing his mother to death.
- He was discharged two years ago. - I just don't buy his story.
Stockholm called. They're sending someone from the ClD to be in charge.
I guess it has to do with the bomb scare and the election.
Maybe they know something they're not telling us.
- Wouldn't they have to tell us? - No. Would you like a ride?
No, we'll walk. Who are they sending?
Some guy. I think his name was Farzan.
FOREIGNER BRUTALLY MURDERED
They have an African dance class there? A lot of thumping?
Did you see him at the rally? A black man?
"Sieg heil"? Are you sure he said that?
He could have lent someone his phone.
There's a message on the answering service.
C'est Diao. Je suis en Suéde. J'ai vu l'homme qui transpire!
Tu dois venir, okay? Je te rappelle se soir.
Who knows what he's saying...
"Diao here. I'm in Sweden. I've seen the sweat-man, the sweaty man."
I don't know, it's African French.
"I have to see you. I'll call you back."
- Well, well! - Could Arvid be the sweat-man?
The call was made before Arvid put in an appearance.
According to Arvid, they met for the first time at the scene of the crime.
And I guess we have to believe him, since he confessed and all.
There was a drum in Beye's luggage. Why lug around something like that?
We've been told about an African dance group that has black drummers.
And we have this photo. Take a look.
There's a white man standing there in the middle.
This little guy could possibly be our victim. Look at his passport.
The other man might be that friend of his. A possible scenariov
He calls his friend while he's here in Sweden.
And then he calls the sweat-man. I don't know...
The mobile and the picture could give us some leads.
Have Svartman run a check on the gun
and talk to the residents living close to the yard.
Linda and Stefan will check out the dance lead.
I've never seen the guy. What was his name?
Diao was the last instructor... Diao Amdy. He left the day before yesterday.
He was supposed to stay one more week, but we didn't get along.
- Where did he go? - Liberia. If he made the flight.
He was staying at the hotel.
I didn't exactly give him a big send-off.
Okay. Thank you.
Right... This is Farzan Keyhan from the Sweden's national CID.
This is Jan Martinsson, Linda Wallander, Stefan Lindman.
Please, take a seat. My intention is that we work this case together.
I certainly respect you and I hope you will respect me.
I'm not here because Stockholm doesn't think you can't handle things.
- Shall we get moving? - Yes.
You have made a mistake.
The victim wasn't staying at the hotel.
That was Diao Amdy. One might think all black Africans look alike...
I'm sorry, I'm responsible for that particular mix-up.
- His passport was there. Our theory... - Fine, no arrests have been made.
Actually, one person is under arrest.
A man came in and confessed. We questioned him yesterday.
I wasn't aware of this. Why wasn't I informed immediately?
Set up a new interview straight away.
Why did they send that guy? Don't you know why he's here?
I'll go talk to him.
Farzan... Farzan, could you spare a few minutes?
I've already talked to Arvid. He isn't our man.
- How do you know that? - A gut feeling, intuition...
- So why is he in custody? - We can't prove he didn't do it.
We have other leads, why don't we pursue them?
I'd like to come to my own conclusions, I'm sure you can understand that.
So you didn't think to check who was actually staying at the hotel?
I slipped up. It was a black man, and l took for granted that it was him.
- It's an easy mistake to make. - Well, thank you.
You've been in a bad mood ever since we ran into that girl. Are you jealous?
No, I most certainly am not jealous. I'm not.
Whatever you do is your business. And vice-versa.
- Right? - Yeah.
How long have you fantasized about killing black people?
Ever since I saw a darky for the first time.
Malmö, 20 years ago...
- Why did it take so long to do it? - I've been on medication.
I was committed to an institution for the criminally insane.
Bloody hell, it stinks of kebab in here.
- How's the inquiry going? - Have you made any arrests?
We have detained a suspect with regard to the murder of Beye Alian.
- What's his name? Is he from Ystad? - One question at a time.
The only thing I can say at this time is that we have good prospects.
We have put in a lot of effort, which has led to results.
The suspect is in his forties, he has a criminal record and he lives in Ystad.
That's all I can say at this time.
We have the results of Arvid's blood test. It's a match for the crime scene.
That's like saying they both drive a Volvo.
He's been formally charged. The prosecutor had no reservations.
A neighbour recently filed a complaint against him for harassment.
"lnformed the injured party that he would go on "knobbing" her door
unless she turned off her bugging device.
The accused was advised to take his medication."
- We know he's a nut case. - What is "knobbing"?
You rub objects with your genitals.
Other people inadvertently come into contact with your secretions.
He spent five years in an institution for stabbing his mother to death.
He was released two years ago. He's been affiliated with neo-Nazi groups,
but he left these organisations while he was institutionalised.
Being a nut case doesn't disqualify him as a killer.
Hello, Bo. Kurt here. Could you spare a minute?
We have this fellow from Stockholm here, Farzan Keyhan.
What can you tell me about him?
- There are some markings on the car. - A logotype.
- I don't know... - Neither do I.
And then there's this "sweaty man"...
- I'm tired. I think I'll walk home. - Let's go.
- "Death is our ultimate destination." - Don't talk like that.
"Woman gives birth straddling an open grave"
"Only animals face death with open eyes."
Both men left their luggage behind at the hotel.
One of the suitcases belonged to Diao Amdy, the other, to Beye Alian.
- How do you know that? - There were two toilet cases.
Beye must have spent the night in Diao's room.
The people at the hotel couldn't tell the difference between them.
Beye Alian travelled light.
As if he had come here for a brief business transaction.
He was going to sell a gun.
So he flies to Ystad to sell a gun.
Where did Diao go?
And how does the sweaty man figure into all this?
The sweaty man could be a code word.
I spoke to Bosse Gustavsson up in Stockholm about Farzan.
Right, I expected it was a sore point.
He's the man you send to hot cases.
He either closes them quickly,
or makes the inquiry "coagulate". as he put it.
If you don't want the truth to come out, you send in Farzan.
I think you're exaggerating here.
Linda speaking.
Hello... No, it's not inconvenient.
Hang on. - Stefan!
It's that girl from the hotel.
Stefan here... Hi. No, that was Linda. We work together.
I've been so busy. We have a murder case on our hands.
Bloody nasty business. So we're working.
Why don't I call you tomorrow? I'll call you at work.
Eat the dog food. I can't serve roast chicken every day. Go on.
Kurt? A man named Carl M. Nilsson has a license for a Nagant.
He's a resident of Spain, but the gun is kept at an address in Eslöv.
Hello.
Hello. Well, I...
...ran a check on Carl Nilsson, he collects weapons.
Back in the 70s, he was a mercenary for the apartheid regime in Rhodesia.
In the 80s he ran a military school. Well-known neo-Nazis were involved.
The school have been under scrutiny, but he has never been convicted.
- Where does he fit in? - He owns a Nagant.
A gun Arvid claims he was going to buy.
"L No. 8893 A."
Bingo.
It's supposed to be up here.
- What's going on? - Hunting. Bucks, so just relax.
Wait a minute... Look.
This is fresh.
You wouldn't leave all these behind if it was weapons you were after.
Bring your bags and powder cases. There's been a break-in.
- Would you like some tea? - I'm fine.
Linda got the impression that you and Diao
fell out before he checked into the hotel.
What does Diao have to do with this? Is it just because he's an African?
- Did you fall out? - Yes.
You see, Diao knew the man who was murdered, Beye Alian.
- Is that something...? - I had no idea.
Alian was an African with Dutch citizenship.
- This is a murder investigation. - I really don't know anything.
- You are not a suspect. - Why did you fall out?
I was upset. Angry and upset.
We had a relationship, but he let me down.
- You were angry about the break-up. - I was upset.
He had an affair with another woman.
Mia, she was in one of the dance classes.
Why don't you talk to him about this? Why are you asking me all this?
- Diao didn't go to Liberia. - He had a ticket.
He never got on the plane.
- What happened to him? - We don't know.
Did he want to go back to Liberia, or did he want to stay in Sweden?
I don't know. I realise that I didn't really know him at all.
What his dreams were. I thought I was a part of them, but I was wrong.
- Where can we find Mia? - Her boyfriends kicked her out.
You go see the boyfriend and I'll go see Mia. That will take me 20 minutes.
I don't want him calling before I get there.
Take everything from the beginning. Pretend you don't know a thing.
Hello, I'm Detective Linda Wallander. I'm looking for Mia.
She's not here.
Hello!
Hello?
- Hello. - Mia?
- Ystad police. Kurt Wallander. - Hello.
Come in.
Sweetheart, could you take her? I need to talk to this lady.
Water colours, she said. A course in water-colour painting...
She didn't dare tell me it was some bloody native dancing.
Now I know why she had to wash her feet when she got home.
One day I followed her and went down into that dancing basement.
There they were. He was screwing her like...
Screwing her like a fucking nigger! I'm sorry.
It's all right. Don't worry.
I thought I was going to go berserk, but I just left.
She didn't even see me.
Then she came home. Happy as can be. But she didn't get far.
I haven't told the kids yet.
How the hell could she do that?
She expecting my baby!
- Is she pregnant? - She's due in two bloody weeks.
I'm sorry.
I almost expected to be hearing from you.
- I guess Lasse wonders where I am. - No, Lasse knows.
We're looking for Diao Amdy. I understand you had a relationship.
- I don't know if I'd call it that. - Something along those lines, then.
- We had an affair before he left. - That's the problem.
He didn't go back home, so we're looking for him.
Have you heard about the murder of another black man, Beye Alian?
- Yes. - When did you last see Diao?
Well... That would be when Lasse caught us together.
I ran after him, wanting to explain things, but he was so furious.
- You ran after him? Where? - At the dance studio.
Did Diao ever mention his friend Beye?
No, we didn't really talk much. If you know what I mean...
I'm looking for a house in this neighbourhood myself. It's nice here.
It's nice in the summertime.
One last questionv Could Lasse have wanted to get back at Diao?
- He isn't dead, is he? - We don't know.
Lasse hasn't done anything wrong. Leave him alone.
He's had enough trouble.
- Believe me. - I do. Well, thank you.
- What was the deal over there? - The gun cabinet had been forced.
Only two guns were missing, though.
- Well... Good work. - Thank you.
RESOLUTION NEAR IN MURDER CASE
That other fellow, Diao Amdy, he and Beye were friends.
Some kind of conflict, an affair, took place prior to Diao's disappearance.
- Shouldn't we stay on that track? - I don't see any reason for that.
- The owner of the gun... - Has an alibi. He was in Spain.
- Shouldn't someone talk to him? - I did.
His past is questionable, but it has no bearing on this case.
Two guns were sold. The theory only holds up if they were to be sold.
- But they left some guns behind. - Maybe they were interrupted.
- It's a remote location. - Oh, were you there when it happened?
What evidence were you hoping for that would tie this guy to the crime?
DNA can help seal a conviction, but the lack of DNA doesn't let you off.
The man's testimony constitutes a form of evidence.
It contains certain details only the killer would know about.
- We know the details. - That's within the team.
Hello, Sammy!
- Hello! Where's your daddy? - He's away.
- Do you know Arvid? - He and Sammy come to my shop.
- Does he live around here? - Yes, up there.
- The lights are still on. - He never turns them off.
- Not even at night? - No. I live here too, so I know.
The lights are on around the clock.
- How is he? - Calm and collected.
- Do he prefer having the lights on? - All the time.
All night long?
Listen, turn out the lights. Do it.
Turn the lights back on! For God's sake!
- Help! Turn on the lights! - You can turn them back on again.
Listen, Arvid, I have a few questions about the night of the murder.
Down by the railway yard, were there any lights there?
Yes.
- You're afraid of the dark, right? - Yes.
I don't like darkness, I don't like it.
- Did you really shoot that man? - I've already told you that.
- I shot him right in the face... - Good, Arvid.
Sweet dreams.
- You won't turn off the lights? - No.
Good morning. I saw Arvid yesterday. He has a pathological fear of darkness.
He can't stand it. By 10 pm, the railway yard is pitch black.
- We know it's not Arvid. - This was in Arvid's flat.
A police radio.
On the 12th, the mobile network was down and the radio was used.
Not only for operative purposes.
- Golden Stroke in the last race. - She didn't do well last time.
She had a cold. Her trainer has faith in her.
- Then go for it. - Where are you?
By the trains. It looks like two people have been shot.
- Were you at the coroner's office? - Yes, it's him.
- Where was he shot? - In the face.
Well then, let's move on.
Do you realise what you've done? Are you happy now?
Do you realise what you've done? For Christ's sake!
The interview concerns the murder of Beye Alian.
You are here as a suspect.
You have the right to have a lawyer present. Do you know your rights?
- Is there anything...? - No, that will just prolong this.
Can you tell me what you were doing Saturday night and Sunday morning?
I was at home, asleep. I went to bed after "Soccer Night".
- Can anyone testify to that? - No, the kids were asleep too.
- You didn't go out all night? - I wouldn't leave the kids.
So you've never left the house while your kids were asleep then?
I guess I have popped down to the petrol station occasionally.
Have you or have you not left your kids home alone on occasion?
Yes. Very briefly. I had run out of snuff.
I ran over to the petrol station and back, that's all.
Let's see, the petrol station... How far is that?
About a kilometre. A little less than a kilometre.
How far away is the railway yard?
That's where the murder took place, here in Ystad.
- A few kilometres, I guess. - 1.4 kilometres.
You should know, you worked there.
- Is he our man? - I'm not saying anything.
- That was a question. - It probably is. I'm taking off.
Arvid was asking about his dog.
I hope I haven't spoiled him too badly.
- So, how does it feel to be free? - Not so good.
All I really wanted was to go back to the institution.
- That's why you did this? - Yes.
I'll see what I can do about getting you home.
Thank you. Goodbye.
- What are you doing? - I'm trying to find that logo.
- Why are you using my computer? - Mine's stalled.
By the way, you have mail. From the girl at the hotel.
- She wrote you a poem. - Wait a minute...
"I can still feel the sensation of your hands on my hot body. "
- What the hell? Where are you going? - It's none of your business.
How am I supposed to get home?
I bet you'll get a discount at the hotel.
That's my car, for God's sake! Bloody idiot!
What the hell are you staring at? She's totally off her rocker...
May I call my kids and say good night? Could you answer me?!
He has a motive, no alibi and he used to work down at the yard.
- Hang on. I'll get back to you. - I've dug up some dirt.
- What the hell...? - Let's talk.
- That was ten years ago! - You were a flaming neo-Nazi.
- Look, I even got rid of the tattoo. - But have you changed your spots?
I was just kid.
My old man lost his job and started to drink. I had so much anger inside.
How long do I have to be punished for that shit?
- I don't have those views anymore. - Do you know Carl M. Nilsson?
- How did the two of you meet? - He let us practice on his property.
Us? Practice? Could you be a little more specific?
The White Aryan Power group.
We played at war and revolution.
This picture was published in a series of articles. This is the original shot.
- And that's me. So what? - The gun you're holding killed Alian.
You have prior burglary convictions. If you think we need a witness,
finger prints or DNA, you're in for an unpleasant surprise.
- It wasn't me. - Confession, a little cooperation...
That would mean less prison time.
You'd be out for your daughter's 11th birthday,
instead of her 20th.
So, what's it going to be, Lasse? Lasse, the Nazi...
It's something you'll have to live with.
Diao...
- Hello. - Oh, hello.
- Is there something wrong? - No, but can I crash here tonight?
Sure.
I was up working. I find it so hard to sleep.
Would you like some help?
- Coffee? - Tea.
I'm out of tea.
Dad... I think I'm onto something.
In the 80s, in Liberia, there was this mining company called LAMCO.
Check out their logo.
And check this out. Kenneth Nilsson.
Oh...
Hello.
Hi there! I was wondering what happened to you.
- I've been swamped. - Me too.
- Aren't you interested? - I came here to ask you something.
We found this photo among the murdered man's belongings.
You were in the mining business. LAMCO operated in Liberia,
the country the murdered man came from.
Is that LAMCO's logo there on the car?
- No, it's impossible to tell, right? - Right.
Well, thank you Someone's waiting for you. Bye.
Could everyone listen up? I'd like to thank you all.
Without your professional efforts we wouldn't have gotten this far.
Good police work is the sum of everyone's efforts.
- Remember that. Cheers! - Thank you, Farzan.
I did hope for a confession last night. Now I don't know if we will get one.
But we are ready to prosecute. We have arrested the perpetrator.
So now I'm going to call my superiors and continue to praise you.
Let me know if there are any openings here. I'd jump at the chance.
Could you come with me? I have something to show you.
I expect you've heard of him?
If the Social Democrats win, Nilsson will be the Minister of Social Affairs.
That explains why they sent Farzan.
- So what do you want? - To get to the bottom of this.
And I want us to do it with your consent and without Farzan.
Okay. I wouldn't have been able to stop you anyway.
Kenneth is speaking at a rally. You, Linda, Stefan and Svartman will go.
I want him to notice you.
Just observe him, that's all.
I remember taking a statement
from a person who had seen a black man at one of Kenneth's rallies.
He gave me his phone number, too. It's in the computer.
It's not here. Why didn't you mention it?
It didn't seem important until now.
- Are you sure you entered it? - Yes. I was sitting right here.
Then someone must have deleted it.
In these days of globalisation, we cannot...
...like the ostrich, hide our heads in the sand
and... turn our backs on the outside world...
...and those who want to be let in.
- Do we bring him in? - No, we'll wait until tomorrow.
- Let him stew for a while... - Kenneth and I are old friends.
So this isn't something I enjoy doing.
Stefan! Listen...
This is off the record.
Mia is over at the house with the kids. Lars called and said good night.
Go to her cottage and look around. There's something that doesn't add up.
Didn't Lars tell us he saw Diao and Mia going at it?
- But they didn't see him. - She was in a good mood.
I believe Lars, she's the one who's lying. Why would she do that?
I'll run over and have a look.
If you see anything, don't touch it. You can call me as late as you like.
Hi...
What do you know about Kenneth Nilsson's connection to Alian?
- What are you talking about? - What do you know...
Nilsson isn't involved in that homicide. What do you know?
- I know there's a connection. - Then you know more than I do.
Have you deleted statements that mentioned Kenneth Nilsson?
All right, I did delete some irrelevant information about him,
but he has nothing to do with Alian's murder.
- Are you sure about that? - Yes.
Farzan, it scares me to listen to you.
Please don't drag the force down into the mud.
Don't you want to be a good policeman?
So be one.
- What time is it? - Ten past twelve.
- That looks animated. - Look.
Why the hell would he kill a black man?
Nighty-night...
Shall we go?
Hello? Oh, hi. A bag from Harrods?
Yes, I know the store. Was that it?
That was the only thing that stands out, the rest is just rubbish.
All right. Bye.
Maybe it's nothing.
It doesn't have to be significant that he worked for LAMCO.
Then he had a bad day at the rally and quarrelled with his wife.
Let's go.
You can't do this! We've mortgaged the house, we'll have nothing.
Your political career will be over. Everything we've fought so hard for!
Stop it!
The picture you showed me, that was me and the boys...
Beye and Diao, a long time ago.
I had a relationship with Beye's mother.
I drank pretty heavily in those days.
Well, I'm not entirely sure what happened. One night we had a fight
and I hit her. The boys woke me up later. Beye and Diao, I mean.
There she was on the floor, dead. Quite a few people had gathered outside,
but I made it back to Sweden, by way of the consulate.
I didn't hear from them again.
Once I was back, I dealt with my drinking problem.
I met my present wife, Maj.
And I forgot all about it. It faded away.
Until I met them again. A few weeks ago.
Well, I said met, but... They came to my door, with guns.
They wanted half a million, or they'd shoot me.
We should have contacted the police,
but we didn't want this to get out.
- We? - Maj and me.
I told her everything. If the story was made public,
everything she's worked for, that we've worked for, would go down the drain.
So Maj got the money together...
...and then we read about the murder. Such a terrible thing.
That's why I wanted to talk to you. We had nothing to do with the murder.
- She gave them half a million? - We thought that would settle it.
The debt had been paid and they would go home.
We want to help the police as much as we can,
but we'd be grateful if none of this gets out.
So Maj took care of everything?
She got in touch with whoever you contact to put a lid on an inquiry.
Someone who has control over the National Security Service.
They called and asked us to meet them.
- Where? - At the railway yard.
- Could you tell us what happened? - I arrived and there they were.
I put down the money and said; "Here's the money". Then I left.
- What time was that? - Late. One o'clock, or thereabouts.
- Did you walk home? - No, I took the car.
- Did you hear gunshots? - No.
- Was the money in a bag? - It was in a plastic bag.
- From Harrods. - Yes.
Mia has keys to another house nearby. I bet Diao is there.
- Is Mia at her old house? - Yes. - Stefan, you take care of Mia.
- Is Lasse still in custody? - Yes.
Well, hello there.
Be careful. Careful...
Let's go to the house next door.
Let's go to Lasse's house.
Stop playing. It's time to go.
Come on, come with me. Get in the car.
For God's sake, no! Wait until he's put Stefan in the car.
- Where are the children? - They're safe.
- Where are they? - Here. Drop the gun and come here.
Pick it up.
Police!
On the eve of the election, Kenneth Nilsson retires from the campaign.
Due to become Minister of Social Affairs, the former union boss
who spear-headed the Social Democratic campaign...
- What did Mia say? - She drove them to Carl's place...
To Kenneth's house and the railway yard... Diao and Beye quarrelled.
Beye didn't want to split the money evenly,
since it was his mother Kenneth had killed.
Diao managed to shoot Beye by mistake. I don't think she's lying.
But she helped move the body, which meant she became an accessory,
and so she was caught up in the madness of it all. And she was in love.
Kenneth killed his mother.
I know, but the statute of limitations has already run out.
Right...
It's election day. Did you go and vote?
Oh, was that today?