-How many lunch guests were there? -It will turn around.
You and Cleo need the money. Don't think about me.
I'll take care of this. And you know I'll take care of it if I say I will!
I don't want you to leave me. Not now.
Cleo, time to eat!
Mummy?
Mummy, where are you?
Mummy! Where are you?
Let me just get her hair out of the way.
Here...
Get a shot from this angle and then a close-up here.
-Two shots to the head. -Execution style.
The first went through the frontal lobe. Then he moved in close for the second.
-Do you know who found her? -Yes, over there with the blanket.
Kim Sundström found Carina. She called the police immediately.
Where's Cleo? Have you found her? Is she dead too?
-Cleo is Carina's daughter. -Let's go inside.
Come sit in the car.
Did someone come to mum's job yesterday? Someone you knew?
Did mum go down to the beach?
Did you see what happened?
Did he notice you?
I had closed up the place. We talked a little, then I went home.
-What did you talk about? -That the restaurant was in trouble.
I said didn't want to be a burden.
She didn't want me to leave, she said it would work out.
-Do you know who Cleo's father is? -No.
The papers say "father unknown". We need to find him.
I asked once who he was. She just said:
"He's my one mistake that enriched my life."
He was probably some jerk she met at a pub.
Do you know if Carina had any enemies?
-Who? -She wanted to get away.
That's why she left Malmö and opened Chez Moi.
-Then he showed up. -Who?
The last time was last Tuesday...
-Do you know his name? -Jack. Jack Hansson.
The Malmö restaurant tsar?
-Do you want to go home, Kim? -No, I want to stay with Cleo.
We'll leave an officer with you. Just a safety precaution, don't worry.
"Don't worry"?
If she saw anything, he'll come after her!
Hi!
I haven't seen you in a long time.
Just sign here...
So you're interested in Jack Hansson, the restaurant tsar?
I want to get an idea of what he's like. Did you handle the investigation?
That depends on how you look at it.
lnitially, the case was huge, but then witness after witness backed out.
When we had nothing left but receipts and manipulated cash registers-
-it ended up on my desk. Hansson got six months in a low-security facility.
-What was the original motion? -Life.
It as a total fiasco. Frank Borg headed the investigation.
He spent 4-5 years trying to nail Hansson.
-Do you know Frank Borg? -Macho Frank.
-Mr "Fight Fire with Fire." -Comforting name...
He thinks entrapment should be taught at police academy.
He's certifiable.
-Where's his office? -Try the betting shop.
Hi, are you Frank Borg?
Kurt Wallander, Ystad Police. May I have a seat?
We found Carina Olsson this morning dead. Murdered.
A few days ago she was in contact with Jack Hansson.
What do you know about their relationship?
Carina worked at a restaurant called Jokern, run by Hansson via a front man.
She told me about everything she saw there, but then she took it all back.
Why did she do that?
Six years ago, the bartender at Jokern defaulted on loan payments to Hansson-
-and had his kneecaps broken.
I got him to talk, but then he disappeared.
We never found him again.
After that, Carina clammed up. She was afraid to say anything.
It's a miracle she survived so long, considering what she knew.
Illegal gambling, cigarettes, booze, drugs...
She was there when Jack started his little restaurant empire.
-How are you? -Fine, thanks. You?
Carina's dead? I'm so sorry. When did it happen?
-Where were you at 1 am last night? -Home watching television.
-Can anyone confirm that? -My wife.
You were seen at Chez Moi last Tuesday...
-Frank Borg, Malmö. -Stefan. He's just got started.
-Why did you visit Carina? -She was having financial problems.
I wanted to offer my assistance. A business proposition.
-What kind of proposition? -I wanted to buy the place.
-What for? -Have you seen the location?
The beach and the sea and that big terrace.
The place has possibilities. Carina didn't know what a gold mine she had.
"Chez Moi" - what kind of stupid name is that? And the interiors and the menu...
I made an offer, but she said no. So I had a bite to eat and went home.
-How well did you know Carina? -Please tell me why my client is here.
-How well did you know Carina? -We met when she was waiting tables.
When she worked at Jokern.
-When was that? -Seven, eight years ago.
In 2001, someone broke the kneecaps of the bartender at Jokern.
He owed you money. He disappeared without a trace-
-and Carina recanted her testimony against you.
-What testimony? -Do you suspect my client of murder?
Is there something that ties him to it?
Do you have any witnesses, anyone who might have seen anything?
We have a right to know, if you want us to stay for this interrogation.
You didn't answer when he asked about witnesses. Are there any?
There is one witness, Carina's daughter Cleo, but she's in shock.
-Okay... How old is she? -Eight.
Can Hansson have done this himself? Is he capable of shooting a woman?
No, he probably hired someone.
The killer may not even know it was for Hansson.
We need to find the killer. That will give us the weapon, then Hansson.
-Do you know who it might be? -I have a pretty good idea.
-Can you check them out? -Absolutely.
I want Stefan to go along.
Okay...
-Do you have a job for me? -Yes.
Look at her finances. She was in big trouble.
Maybe Hansson lent her money that she couldn't pay back.
Is that all?
Are you disappointed you didn't get to go?
With that bloke? No.
-What do we do now? -The mortuary.
This isn't someone who knows what he's doing. A pro wouldn't have missed.
A pro would put one bullet in the head and two in the heart.
Send me the medical report when it's finished. I want to be alone.
-Did you know her? -We've run into each other.
-Where to now? -Malmö.
Wait here.
-What was that about? -You'll see.
Where are we going?
To talk to a bloke who recently got a lot of money back.
Welcome to my district.
-Nice place... -Do you have your badge?
Let's see.
Nice! You won't need that here.
-What the hell is that? -This?
A Läkerol pastille. "Makes people talk."
He's with me.
Wait here.
Listen up, you stupid wop! Tell me where you got the money.
What the hell is going on? - You calm down.
-Let me go! -Up against the wall.
Come on, you stupid git.
Frank, calm down. Relax. I said calm down. Ow!
Shit! What the hell are you doing? Drop the knife!
Drop the knife or I'll shoot.
Drop the knife or I'll shoot!
Drop it!
Listen to me. Listen to me.
Give me a name and you can go.
-Malm... -Malm? Where is he?
-Where is he? -Hugingatan...
-More! -Number six.
-Let's bring him in. -Forget it.
-What?! Frank? -He did us a favour.
Jack Hansson's wife, Elisabeth. The company is in her name.
Own house, good finances, wife and kids...
How does a woman like that think? She must know what he does.
But they have kids, so she's forced to love him.
You know what they say, "There's someone for everyone."
-Linda to Rickardsson, come in. -Rickardsson here.
Elisabeth Hansson just left the house in a red Volvo V70, SHA 369.
We're on it.
Who the hell is that?
What do you think he has in the bag?
-You were supposed to stay in the bar. -How can I back you up from there?
I don't need any back-up.
Malm works in protection and did some work for Hansson.
Get cleaned up so you don't get blood everywhere.
-Let's go find Malm. -I'm with you.
Hi.
-What are you doing here? -I was in the neighbourhood.
Kurt Wallander...
Yes... Sure, I can do that.
Okay. I'll be there.
That was Jack Hansson. He wanted me to come in and talk about Carina.
Are you going to do it?
If you're not out in five minutes, I'm coming in.
-What the...? -What? It's Jack Hansson.
You never know.
-Hi. -Hi.
Rabbit. I want to know what I'm eating.
You wanted to talk about Carina.
Margaux '96.
Don't you want a sip?
-Why would I kill her? -She knew you.
What could she give the police that they didn't already know?
Contacts, times, meetings - everything that can tie people like you to crime.
All I've done is screwed the state out of a few hundred grand. I was in six months.
But a life sentence for murder... Do you really think I'd risk that now?
What do you think of my kitchen?
We sit down to dinner here, my wife and I and my son-
-every night at seven. It's sacred to me.
Would I trade my family for life in prison-
-with crackheads and other morons in maximum security? No.
-My son will not grow up without a dad. -That's a risk of your profession.
There are people who don't belong in my world or yours.
They follow their own rules. You'll even find them in the police corps.
Three million disappeared after a raid on Jokern where Carina worked.
I think Carina saw who took the money.
Stefan, wake up! I'm sick of this, let's move in. Give me a mobile phone.
No, no, no!
Hello, police? I want to report a domestic disturbance. Hugingatan 6.
They're killing each other! Hurry!
-No, no! I want to remain anonymous. -Oh god...!
Come on, let's go.
-You can't just barge in. -Domestic disturbance, Hugingatan 6.
Car 45 responding.
Come on.
Police. Go back inside now.
Thanks.
Shit, check that out! Malm...
Soldier of fortune...
Damn, this guy likes guns.
Viktor Malm. 35, hit man. Has done time for a range of petty crimes.
Possession of firearms, assault...
Went pro ten years ago. Has probably worked for Hansson.
He's expanded his repertoire. He makes people clam up or disappear.
-How is he tied to Carina's murder? -We heard he's paid off his debts.
We found this picture at Malm's.
-Malm's? -He had a gun under the kitchen sink.
-You went into his flat? -No one will ever know.
So you mean there's a connection between Malm and Hansson?
That's possible. We'll put surveillance on Malm.
We'll find out who Malm works for by doing our job-
-not by speculating.
Then I'll do it. My job.
-You could have said thanks. -"Thanks"?!
This isn't admissible in court. You idiots!
Tax statement from the restaurant.
I need a warrant to check her bank account.
-Where are you headed? -To visit Cleo at the hospital.
It's like in "The Abominable Man".
-The one who wears a uniform at home. -Hult.
Wallander probably puts on his full-dress uniform at home behind locked doors.
You should talk. You take saunas with the whole riot squad.
Hi, Kurt. Stefan.
Malm has left home, we are in pursuit.
-Do you have to follow so close? -He can't see me - no mirrors.
Hi. Ystad.
-You said lasagne? -Yes.
-Anything to drink? -A large Coke.
-Anything else? -I'd like to ask a question.
Cleo, would you like to live with me?
-That comes with a dessert. -I want a princess gâteau.
She talks more and more.
-Has she told you anything? -No.
You said you wanted custody. Can you afford that?
I have prospects, and Cleo has her money.
-What money? -Cleo has a bank account.
Carina didn't want to touch the money. It was for Cleo, just in case.
-Nice car. -You left me standing like an idiot!
-Did you get good pictures? -Where's Malm?
-He disappeared into the bushes. -I see...
I got pictures of Malm receiving a bag of money from Lundkvist.
Malm had a picture of Carina. He's got hold of a large amount of money-
-and is a hit man for the restaurant mafia. The other is George Lundkvist.
-We don't know what's in the bag. -It's the link Hansson and Malm.
No, between Lundkvist and Malm. It can lead to more of his clients.
-We want to interrogate Lundkvist. -We don't have enough on him.
I want continued surveillance on Malm.
He's not likely to show up at his old address, or at any other either.
Keep up the surveillance. I'll arrange a warrant-
-and an informal meeting with Lundkvist.
Thank you.
What is your relationship to Hansson?
He's one of my clients. I've represented him for ten years.
-Are you friends? -Yes, we hunt together.
Hansson is involved in a lotv
Drugs, stolen goods, alcohol, cigarettes, violent crime...
But he's never been convicted.
Do you advise Hansson on how to avoid getting caught?
Isn't that what all legal counsel is about?
-You know what I mean. -Hansson is in the restaurant business.
Off the record, I can tell you that I advise him-
-on how to run his business without suffering excessive penalties.
It's not something I'm proud of, but it doesn't keep me awake at night.
-Do you have a client called Malm? -No.
Apparently he makes people disappear, if you pay him well.
That sounds like a man who needs a lawyer.
-So you don't know him? -Not as far as I know.
This is Malm.
Aha...
The one on the left, that is. The other one is you.
You do know the first paragraph of the lawyer's credo?
"A lawyer may not contribute to or facilitate a crime."
What I see here is me handing a plastic bag to someone.
Or possibly receiving it.
If you are aware of any crime, you have a duty to report it.
Perhaps you didn't know Malm and were acting in good faith.
Are you trying to give me advice?
I don't want to have to investigate what you're doing in these pictures.
I want to know what contact Malm has with Hansson.
If you want to know anything about Hansson, start an investigation.
If you want to know what Hansson has done, ask him.
So you don't oppose our starting an investigation?
If you want to see me in court, go ahead. But do a thorough investigation.
I've kept Hansson free for ten years. Your pictures don't scare me.
I usually have more than good pictures before I'm done.
Then let's stop beating around the bush.
This is from an interrogation by Frank Borg and Stefan Lindman.
That would make a great headline.
As of this moment, this man is my client.
-Hi. Svartman and I are taking over. -Why?
Kurt wants to talk to you.
-What about me? -No, just Stefan.
Did you beat up Santiago Vicuna? Tell the truth.
Do I have to? Isn't it in Lundkvist's report?
I expected this of Frank, but when did you start beating people up?
When they started pulling knives on me. Isn't that in the report?
So it was self defence. You should have arrested him.
He gave us Malm's address and we let him go.
You did what?!
Don't you get it? He only reported us to hamper the investigation.
I'm going to get rid of Frank.
Frank is leading us to a hit man who has a picture of the victim in his flat.
He's the only person who's found out anything.
That picture won't hold up in court. It could be planted.
Who found it, you or Frank?
-It makes Malm our prime suspect. -Yes, he is.
-What do I do now, without Frank? -We'll have to get a warrant.
Take a scenes of crime officer to Malm's flat. I want the murder weapon.
-What do you think? Like new. -You didn't have to do that.
Nope, I didn't.
Apparently we're not working together anymore.
No. I won't work for your boss anymore. What will you do now?
I'm going to Malm's flat. The SOCO's on the way.
-Could I have a ride? -Sure.
Kurt, I found something interesting in the preliminary investigation.
Frank Borg was in charge of the raid on Jokern when three million vanished-
-but he wasn't present at the raid.
And yet the SOCOs did find his fingerprints there.
How does he explain it?
He says he went there later.
I phoned a colleague in Malmö who denied it.
He was never at the crime scene afterwards - not when they were there.
-So he was there before them. -Yes, when the money disappeared.
-See you. -Yeah.
Frank?
Lundkvist and Santiago, how did they know each other?
Isn't it strange? Of all the lawyers he could go to.
Or is it the other way around? Lundkvist is after us.
How did he know Santiago was beaten? From Malm, right?
Santiago rang up Malm, who talked to Lundkvist. Santiago knows where he is.
He has to know.
-Get in. -No, I've already been written up once.
-What do you want us to do? -Bring him in for questioning.
He'll invoke the right to remain silent until Malm is gone.
-OK, but no urinals this time! -Hell no.
-Where is Malm? -Enough of this crap.
Let me go!
Come on, give me something.
-Frank, damn it! Frank! -Give me something!
He's at the sugar factory.
Carina didn't have any loans. How can you run a restaurant without loans?
There is one scenario...
If it occurs, I want us to treat it with even more discretion than usual.
If Frank Borg has been depositing money in Carina's account...
...I don't want you talking to Stefan about it.
Maybe Carina saw Frank take three million from Hansson-
-and blackmailed him.
And the other night Frank Borg had enough.
-Kurt Wallander. -Malm is hiding in the sugar factory.
-Is Frank there? -Yes.
What the hell is Frank doing there? Wait for back-up!
I can't talk now. - Frank, wait.
I'll call you back, I can't talk now.
-We're going in. -Wait! Damn it...!
He's armed.
Okay.
Go on up, I'll stay here.
Police! Don't move!
The gun! Do you see a gun?
The gun...
Can you find a gun, damn it?!
Police! Keep your hands visible!
Frank Borg, Malmö. We have a dead body here.
My partner shot him. Take care of him.
-Are there others? -No, it's clear.
He pulled a gun, so I shot him.
He has a gun, find it. I know he has a gun!
They found a revolver under the body. We'll drive you back to the station.
Congratulations, good work! You've shot Malm, our only link to Hansson.
What could he do? Malm was armed, he had no choice.
No choice? Stefan should have waited for back-up.
-You're not even supposed to be here. -You had no right to suspend me.
-If we have anything else to say... -Santiago didn't report me.
I plan to keep working regardless.
-I'm not talking about Santiago. -What the hell do you mean?
-Shut up!
That's beautiful. So what's that?
-Kim, can you come here a moment? -I'll be right back.
-Can I show her this? -Is that him?
You'll have to talk to her doctor.
I think you know best what she can handle right now.
Cleo, would you look at a picture for me? It won't take long.
Have you ever seen him before?
What are you doing here?
-Debriefing. Do you know what that is? -No.
When you shoot someone, you have to talk to a lady about how you feel.
-So how are you? -Fine.
-I shot Malm. -Can I do anything?
No, that's all right. I feel fine.
I just left Cleo. I don't think Malm was the man she saw.
That's all right.
-What are you going to do now? -Work.
-Hi. -What are you doing here?
-How is the ballistics analysis going? -It wasn't the Glock.
So I've taken a look at the one we found on Malm's body.
It's the same calibre and ammunition that killed Carina.
Aren't you supposed to be in an interrogation?
-This was found on Malm? -Yes. Weren't you there?
It all happened so fast I didn't see.
They ate buns for dinner? Not fish?
Did they get a lot of them, then?
Son, there's a man here daddy has to talk to.
It's from work. I have to go now.
Hugs and kisses. Let's hang up. One, two, three.
-You sent your family away? -They needed a little peace and quiet.
-Who doesn't? -You won't have it if you stay here.
I know what you paid Malm to do. Viktor Malm.
-Viktor Malm... I know who he is. -You do, eh?
Do you also know he's dead? Shot.
We have pictures of your lawyer handing over money to Malm.
You've paid to have a child killed, you bastard.
You have a problem you need to deal with. You're not loyal to your people.
You're going down, not me.
Kurt Wallander... I respect him. He maintains a comfortable distance.
He's checking out what your colleagues in Malmö bollixed up six years ago.
He knows who you are, Frank. And what you've done.
Cleo, the girl you made an orphan, has started talking now.
She's ready for a line-up.
You'll be called in. I'll be there - I don't want to miss that!
Hi... Everything okay?
-What are you doing here? -I've been talking to the psychologist.
-How did it go? -She wants me to take two months off.
-You need rest. -I need to work!
I can't sit around staring at four walls for two months, I'd go mad.
I have to go back.
Go home and sleep, and I'll see you tomorrow at the station.
Hell, Kurt! I'm sorry.
I don't want to discuss it here. Come to the station and we'll talk tomorrow.
Hi, Stefan.
You're here early.
-What the hell are you doing here? -A line-up.
So... How are you?
-Are you okay? -You planted the gun. I'm going down.
-What happens when that gets out? -No one needs to know.
-Why did you plant it? -I panicked when he was unarmed.
It was a knee-jerk reaction. It was my fault.
-I shot an unarmed man! -You shot a bloody murderer.
How can you live with yourself?
-You're like Hansson and Malm. -No, I'm not like them.
-Malm was hired to kill Cleo. -How can you know that?
Look at this. I found it in Malm's wallet.
If you hadn't killed him, he would have killed Cleo. Look at her!
Someone took out a contract on her. Can you believe it?
Do you want to do something about that?
-Why haven't you shown me this? -We haven't seen each other.
Cleo saw the killer.
Whoever killed Carina hired Malm to get rid of Cleo, the only witness.
I visited Hansson at home yesterday.
He says he didn't know Lundkvist had given Malm money.
And I believe him.
If you're bothered by my presence, discuss it with my boss.
Cleo... Hey, Cleo.
Can you stop playing a second?
We're going to go into a room and look at a telly with some men on it.
-I'll be right next to you. Okay? -Okay...
Come on.
Number four, step forward.
And turn to the side.
Thank you. Number five, step forward.
Take a good look now.
Hi, I'm George Lundkvist. I'm here to collect my client Jack Hansson.
I'm sorry, they're not done yet.
It may take some time. The witness has to go before your client can leave.
If you'd like some coffee, go through the first door on the right.
Do you recognise anyone?
Which one? Which number?
-Do you know your numbers? -Number five.
Number five, can you step forward again.
-Do you recognise him? -I think so.
-Have you seen him before? -Uh-huh...
Was he with your mum on the beach that night?
How did it go? Can I talk to you?
-Okay, let's head home. -Wait, my dolly!
-Where did you leave it? -Over there by the table.
Three large sums in the past six years. The first was 500,000-
-the second 300,000, and a year ago 250,000.
-All of which Carina deposited herself. -No deposits from others?
Yes, Frank Borg has deposited 3,200 a month for eight years.
-Cleo is eight... -Yes.
There you are. Let's go home.
Hi, Cleo. Remember me?
No, you don't.
If you tell anyone you've seen me anywhere-
-I'll kill you first...and then Kim.
You got that?
Good.
-Come back again. -Thanks.
Cleo?
Cleo! Cleo?
There you are. We're waiting for you.
-What's wrong, honey? -Kurt!
Answer now. It's okay if you wet yourself.
Did someone scare you?
-Cleo, what is it? -Was it someone you recognised?
-What is it? -Someone's frightened her.
-Who? -Answer, Cleo.
-Look at this. -What's happened?
Stefan! Find out who's been here and make sure no one leaves the building.
Who has come and gone in the last fifteen minutes?
The blokes in the line-up-
-Jack Hansson and his lawyer...
-Lawyer? -Yes, he left a while ago.
And that Malmö copper, what's his name? Frank...
Sinatra.
What you're doing now is...
-Going on holiday? -You have no right to come in here.
Jokern, three million vanished.
I was there before the SOCOs came. I didn't take it.
-I don't know what you're talking about. -Three million in cash in a bag.
But you don't steal money from Hansson unless you have a scapegoat.
The coppers... But then you have to know there's going to be a raid, right?
Only one outside person knew that. Carina.
So she must have told you. Why?
What do you think will happen when Hansson finds out you stole his dough?
You know what I think?
First he'll cut off your tongue. Then your dick.
That's what got you into this situation, isn't it?
But I understand you.
She was tough, always got what she wanted.
She got you to steal the money, then blackmailed you.
It was her escape from Hansson. Money... She wanted more.
So you shot her.
A single shot to the forehead, then another. Dead.
End of problem - you thought.
You shouldn't have done it.
What's your price?
-You name it. -What do you think?
If you weren't after something, we'd be talking in an interrogation room.
-You think you can buy me? -Yes. You're involved in this too.
How did Carina know the police were going to make a raid?
She was blowing you too, the little whore. Blowing your brains out.
-She used you too. -That's right.
-I told Carina. -I think we can arrange something.
I didn't want her to be there during the raid, so she wouldn't be involved.
You see...
I happened to care about her.
Now do you understand why I'm here?
No interrogation; I want a confession-
-and I want to know where the murder weapon is.
Where is the gun?! Where is the gun?!
It's your choice - kneecaps, stomach or head?
-I'll blow your head off! -What's going on?!
-Stop him! -Frank,stop! I'll shoot...!
I threw it in Lake Hornsjön, near the western quay. Stop this, damn it!
Fucking lunatic.
Hansson won't spare you for keeping your mouth shut.
He'll make prison life hell until someone stabs you with a sharpened spoon.
I know how the system works... But there are facilities for people like me.
If you tell me everything, you'll be placed in a safe facility.
Good.
Then I'll tell you everything about Hansson's criminal activity.
Before you do, I'd like to know why-
-you're suddenly confessing to murder. You said Frank came to your home.
Yes, along with Sancho Panza.
-Stefan Lindman. -Whatever.
And after talking to him you saw the light?
Yeah.
Now, I happen to be aware of Frank Borg's methods.
We can report him jointly.
Why? We just talked.
So there were no elements of violence or assault?
-No, why do you ask? -I was just wondering.
But now I see.
On to Hansson.
-What was wrong with the pub? -I panic at those Jack Vegas places.
-Those are my mates. -You don't have any mates.
But you do...? Do you hang out with anyone outside the force?
A little whiff of destiny and you'll be playing the slots.
No way, I'd shoot myself first. Besides, there are no slots at Jack Vegas.
-What's that? -A present.
What the...?
Get something back for all the child support you've paid.
Does she know? Then sod this. How can anyone be so stupid?
I'll phone Kurt, and you tell him about the gun you planted on Malm.
Come on, Frank.
Bloody hell...
May I join you?
No, no, but...
-We've made a sand castle. -How nice!