If you want me to help you, you have to give me something.
It looks like he searched for shooting ranges.
Shooting ranges? Which ones?
Hedemora.
Sulle, I've got something for you.
Open it when you get home.
Okay.
- You're not leaving the house in that! - You can't stop me!
Wrong! It stays right here!
We'll have a good life, you and me. I promise you.
You'll get your revenge, Miryam.
- I killed him. I had to! - Who?
Ahmed.
Hi, Fatima. Thanks for coming in. This Raqqa thing is fake.
Fake?
- What does that mean? Sara's lying? - Or someone's lying to Sara.
SYRIA ONE YEAR EARLIER
Hold the flag! Hoist it at the end!
Go, go, let's move! Abdullah, hurry!
Let's go! You, come and stand here.
Good. Hurry up! Here, go here. You here...
- Hey, over here! - On your knees!
Come on!
Come on.
Cover your faces.
Brothers in Islam, this pig fought for Bashar al-Assad in Syria
and killed our Muslim brothers and sisters.
He who lives like a pig will be slaughtered like a pig.
This is what we do to the enemies of Allah.
Allah is the greatest! Allah is the greatest!
CALIPHATE
No, nothing. I just got the lab report from the...
the practice grenade I found and it gave nothing.
- Nothing? No fingerprints? - No, nothing.
Really? That sucks.
So, what now?
I'll go back to Hedemora and put it back
so they don't know it's missing, then I don't know.
- So just let it go, then? - I can't do that now.
But you don't have anything.
- I can't. I'll have to find something. - Okay.
- Fatima Zukic? - Yes.
I have to go. I've got a health examination.
- Call you later. - Okay, bye.
- Sit up carefully. - Thanks.
Who called for this examination?
I don't actually know. You'll have to ask HR.
Okay.
No, that times that.
- Okay. Is it 150 times... - No, 150 times x.
- Then it becomes that. - I don't know this. We haven't done it.
What, you haven't done exponential functions?
- Ask Johanna Klasson. - Of course, Johanna...
"Can't you be more quiet?"
"Because I'm Johanna Klasson and I'm totally retarded!"
"And I've got, like, onion rings this big!"
- "On my blouse from the '90s." - Morning, girls.
- Hi, Dad. - Good morning.
Good, but just you have to do this...
- Do I have to do... - You write it like this.
Like that.
- Okay. - Like that.
Don't you have basketball soon, Sulle? It'll be fun to see you play.
I don't play anymore.
Why not?
Because it's haram.
- We'll do exponential functions tonight. - Okay.
But you're not going to quit, are you?
I have to go.
Haram? Do I have to hear that word in my own house?
Am I to be raised by my own daughters?
- Do you have any colored clothes? - In the laundry basket.
You think it's okay she stops basketball on bloody religious grounds?
They should decide for themselves. Aren't you going to work?
I'm starting later. So, we should just let them get on with it?
Without doing anything?
Is that what you think? Tuba, is that what you think?
- Suleiman! - What?
Suleiman!
Come.
What is it?
I was just going to move Sulle's computer.
- Expands! - Allah is the greatest!
- The Islamic State prevails. Expands! - Allah is the greatest!
They said that we left the frontlines.
- Turn it off! I can't see this any more! - Come and see the traitor!
Who's sending this? Who is Ibra?
What have they done to her?
My daughter... My daughter!
- Move! - It's not there. I wouldn't put it there.
- Then where would you have? - I don't know.
- You sure there were six grenades? - Yes.
- Fuck. You've forgotten one there! - No, I haven't.
No, you haven't. It's still fucking there! Idiot!
Jakob, I'll go and look for the grenade.
I will find it.
Here it is, Jakob. Told you it was okay.
Good.
Okay, let's do this.
Hey!
- What are you doing? - Shooting a bird.
Why are you shooting? What the fuck are you doing?
- There was someone there. - What?
- A person who ran. I shot at a person. - Where was it?
Over there. Shall we go and look?
Fuck! Come on, let's go! Come on!
Take this.
Hurry up, you dumb fuck! You know what'll happen if he finds out?
I'm through with you.
Fuck.
Come on! Come on!
Jakob... Sorry.
Where are you? Sara's asking after you. Even Nadir has been here.
- I've just been shot at. - What?
- Someone shot at me in Hedemora. - Are you okay?
I'm okay. I'm not sure it was intentional. It was at the shooting range.
Shit, Fatima, this isn't okay!
I know. I know.
- I can't talk now. We'll talk later. - Jesus.
- What did Sara want? - I don't know.
I said I didn't know where you were.
Just tell her I'm in Botkyrka checking on Iranians.
- They'll see by the mileage. - It's okay. I'm in my own car.
- We'll speak later. - Bye.
- Calm down and tell me. - We contacted all the hospitals.
We've questioned all of Ahmed's friends and his brothers in the jihad.
- But we haven't found him. - How long has he been missing?
- Five days. - Five days!
We must launch an investigation into his disappearance.
If Allah wills it, sir.
Good morning. Did you sleep well?
I remember the blood.
What have I done?
- What are you talking about? - I dream about it every night.
- The blood in the kitchen... - It's what you did in...
No, it was here in the kitchen.
I don't know how, but I remember. Okay?
That's what happened. I know. I killed Ahmed!
I must talk to Omar or Abu Jibril.
Husam, don't be silly. You shouldn't talk to anyone. You did nothing.
- It's just nightmares. - No, I killed him!
It's Omar.
Salaam alaikum.
What for?
When?
Okay.
They're coming here. They want to talk to me.
The police want to interrogate me.
I can't think. I have to go out.
Hi, Pervin.
You must get us out!
Husam's crazy. He thinks he killed Ahmed and will say so.
- You must get us out. - Speak slowly, what's...
Husam remembers the blood on the floor. He dreams about it. He'll confess!
- To who? - Omar or Abu Jibril.
- Hold on. Who's Abu Jibril? - Don't you know?
No, I don't know. Who's Abu Jibril?
He's an imam who's like a dad to Husam.
- And all the others. He recruited them. - Where is he? In Raqqa?
Shit. No, he doesn't live in Raqqa. He lives in Sweden.
- In Katrineholm. - In Katrineholm?
- Yes. - Does he know about their plan?
Definitely, he has to. He and Husam talk... Hello?
Hello? Pervin, why haven't you ever mentioned him?
- Hello? - Hello?
Hello? Fuck. Okay.
Hi.
Has something happened?
Come with me, Suleika.
- You can't go on my laptop! - Who are these people?
- Who sends you this rubbish? - I can't find the truth myself?
- Who's Ibra? - Isn't it Zlatan?
Cut it out, Sulle! They're murderers.
- This isn't Islam! - How do you know?
You're not Muslim.
You hate Islam! You know nothing!
- They've messed you up. - Suleiman.
- You're brainwashed! - You're brainwashed!
Suleika, listen to me.
You know I'm happy you've found God, but Daesh are not Muslims.
They're criminals that kill other Muslims!
No, they don't.
Yes, they kill other Muslims all the time!
- No! They kill murtadeen, apostates... - "Apostates," where've you learnt this?
Those who break Allah's law and leave Islam.
First they try to convince them, but if not they have to kill them!
They have no right to do that!
So the Qur'an is wrong?
It says that apostates should be killed. Is the Qur'an wrong?
- It was written 1,000 years ago. - So you want to change the Qur'an?
- They make people slaves! - How do you know?
- Who said that? - I know, everyone does. It's on TV!
Swedish TV? Who says the USA is best and all Muslims are terrorists?
What is it you want?
- A Muslim life. Is that a problem? - You want to live with Sharia laws?
- You don't know what it is. - I've lived under Sharia!
No, you haven't! You know what Sharia is?
- Sharia is free food, schools, health... - And where will you find that?
Suleika?
- Where are you going? - To Kerima's. You're such damn infidels!
Hello, Jakob. What would you like today?
- A beef pizza. - A beef pizza. To eat in?
- Yes. - Anything to drink?
A beer and two raspberry shots.
You sure?
What are you doing, Jakob?
Don't do this. Can't we go home?
Go away.
We're going to paradise!
We'll be martyrs. Don't drink. God doesn't want it.
Listen... Go away.
You're drunk! It's haram.
- Go away! - Please...
- Go away! - Calm down.
Go!
- Go away! - Hey, take it easy, boys. Take it easy.
Go!
Are you okay?
When you get to security you say, "There are many..." Thanks.
- "There are many..." - "There are many flying today."
Good. She answers?
"Most are businessmen."
Here's the material.
- Who do I give it to? - Her name is Miryam.
Miryam. If Allah wills it.
How long have we worked together, Suleiman? Trust me.
You think the Swedes will save your daughter?
You think a Gunilla at social will make Sulle less religious? Kids laugh at them.
- Okay, I'll go to the police. - Are you kidding me!
Are you nuts? Are you kidding or are you serious?
What should I do, then?
Okay, listen...
You know Khalid, the guy that has the supermarket in town?
Go and talk to him.
BAGHDAD AIRPORT, IRAQ
- Salaam alaikum. - Welcome.
- Thank you. - Thanks.
There are many flying today.
Most are business passengers.
POLICE
So?
Assault, or, alternatively, minor assault.
I go to court in December.
Okay.
Can't you pray to Mohammad, then?
- So you get a shorter sentence? - Mum.
To think... that you believed in all that?
That everything would be so fucking good!
Because you learnt in prison that you should lie on a fucking mat
and pray five time a day!
And then you'd be a different person, stop drinking and pissing about...
And you dragged your brother into it!
Good God.
You are what you are, I think.
And you, you'll probably drink yourself to death, despite all that.
MESSAGE FROM IBRAHIM 10 MISSED CALLS
Here you are! You haven't forgotten this evening, right?
- This evening? - The police.
- Yes, yes. - Seven o'clock?
- Right. - They've got loads of...
- Can I butt in? - Of course.
Something has come up. Sulle and Kerima in 9A.
You know they've been wearing a hijab lately?
They've started saying awful things in class, it's...
It's jihad, and infidels...
Quite extreme things. It feels like they're going astray.
- How extreme? - Very extreme.
It's Daesh and all that. Online, as well.
They're sending links to really horrible things.
Allah, help my brother become strong again.
Help him to not fight, not drink.
Help him to live as a good Muslim.
Help Jakob to carry out your mission. He's angry with me.
Help him to be less angry.
Help him to forgive me.
Please, Allah. Make Jakob strong again.
Allah is the greatest.
After I was injured by the missile from the drone,
they carried me here to my family.
Why did they carry you?
Because I had been injured by the bomb.
- Was that the last time you saw Ahmed? - I was...
- How'd you say "in shock"? - Speak Arabic!
It was a very serious injury.
So, you deny seeing Ahmed after that?
Yes, I'm sure it was the last time that I saw him.
If you'll permit me...
We know you're lying. We'll cut your head off and hang it on the square.
- Hello. You called? - Salaam alaikum.
We've sent the first material. Is she ready?
- She's ready. - Good.
I'll send the flight code and arrival time.
Okay. So everything is going to plan?
We might have a problem.
Ahmed... He's disappeared.
We're interrogating Husam now.
Okay, good.
Goodbye.
What's that? What have you got there?
No.
A shoe?
Fuck, fuck, fuck... No...
Take it and get out of here!
Get out!
You know what we suspect?
- We think you helped him escape. - No, never.
- Okay. Where could he be, then? - How would I know?
Answer.
I think he was killed by a missile from a drone.
- What is it? - Come with me. We're going to Nadir.
- "Found"? What have you found? - Traces of cannabis in your blood.
- Which means? - You're suspended with immediate effect.
And we'll initiate disciplinary measures. From HR, we'll contact the union...
You can't test me for drugs
unless you establish what you're testing. It's illegal!
- The test was voluntary. - Voluntary?
The health test.
Who tipped you off?
Did anyone tip you off?
- I can't comment on that. - Okay.
This is so fucking silly. It's idiotic!
It's not like I'm the only one here to... You and I, Sara, we've smoked together!
- So you admit to... - Shut up, Nadir!
I get what you're up to, that this is your revenge! What the fuck do you want?
- There was further information. - Right, yes.
About disobedience to authority. Refusal to take orders...
Are you kidding, Sara?
Are you kidding me? Are you in on this?
Sara and I will help you empty your locker.
We'll make sure that no investigative material leaves the building.
- They can't just fire you. - It's that fucking Nadir!
- I won't let this go! - See you tonight.
Okay, bye.
- Hi. - Hello. Welcome.
Hello.
- We have nothing on Abu Jibril. - Nothing?
No, he's not under observation. He's not suspected of anything.
Nothing classified?
No. It seems we haven't even looked at him.
No? He seems very active online, anyway.
Nothing strange, just religious clichés, but quite reasoned.
- He's a smart guy. - Maybe.
He has some kind of religious activity at his house in Katrineholm.
- Are you really going to use that? - They don't know about this one.
- I'm going to tell everyone in a mail... - No. Calle, don't!
You should distance yourself from me. Don't be stupid.
- Why should I do that? - They'll get you, too. I need you inside.
Say it was the last time you met me tonight.
Say you came here and I was hysterical, paranoid, and was shouting.
You tried to calm me and I threw you out. Whatever.
Say that you've had enough of me. It's enough. It's much better.
Seriously. Then I'll go to Katrineholm and check out Abu Jibril.
- Okay. - Okay.
- Suleiman speaking. - Hello, Suleiman.
- My name is Dolores Costa. - Hello.
I'm a social worker at Järva Gård.
- I wondered if I could visit... - What's this about?
- Suleika? Has something happened? - No.
But I'd like to have a talk with both of you.
- Is Friday at 5:00 p.m. okay? - Yes.
Yes, that's fine.
- What's your address? - Järva Gårdsvägen 16.
- Okay, I'll see you then. Bye. - Yes. Goodbye.
Excuse me. Khalid?
Khalid is back there. Straight through, the door on the right.
Thanks.
- It's Jonas Holm from Hedemora Police. - Hello. You heard what it was about?
- The old shooting range? - Yes, exactly.
- Do you live nearby? - I go by there every day.
Right. Do you know if there's been any activity there, any shooting or anything?
- No, I can't say that there has been. - Okay.
But if you notice anything, could you get in touch with me?
- Of course. - Okay.
- Okay, great. Thanks. - Okay. Goodbye.
Math, straight A's, Swedish, straight A's, English, straight A's!
Spånga High School, a good Swedish school.
He was in the Social Democratic Youth League, was going to be a lawyer.
And he was strong, very strong. Much stronger than I am.
17 years old, he ran the whole family.
Then suddenly... Islam, Islam, Islam.
- And your daughters? - The same thing!
He ran everything.
He was going to go to Somalia and fight with al-Shabaab.
- And the girls were going to follow him. - What happened?
He died fighting. But the girls, they're still in Järva Gård.
How did you get them to stay?
I did what I had to.
I don't know.
There's no alternative.
We have to do this, otherwise we'll lose her.
Do we agree?
We're doing it for her sake.
Sulle? Can you come to the kitchen?
They're going to marry me off!
Force me to marry some old guy who's the son of Mum's cousin.
- When? - In a month.
We're to go to Jordan and get married there.
They said that if I want to live as a Muslim, then I can.
But then they get to decide.
I don't know what to do.
What arseholes. What fucking arseholes.
Hello, welcome. Sit down.
Could you please close the door? Please come and sit. Welcome.
If anyone's new here, my name is Lars Jansson and I work with Norrort's Police.
These meetings are to exchange information.
I know that your network usually has questions and tips
on radicalization in your area.
We have information to share and things we need help with,
material released by the Security Service, etc.
The hope is that we can help one another. Has everyone had coffee? Good.
- So this is a new group? - Yes.
That's exactly what we're looking for. We'll check names and addresses after.
- Okay. - Great.
I'm going to show you a somewhat disturbing video. We need some feedback.
It was put online last autumn. Let's see if I can get the equipment to work...
Be right back.
This wasn't plugged in.
Can everyone see the TV?
Be forewarned that this is difficult to watch.
- Jakob, are you screwing with me? - What? No.
Then explain to me why you've ignored my calls.
My phone fucked up. I dropped it and didn't realize it was broken...
You have to lie a lot better than that to me, Jakob.
Cover your faces. Ready?
Brothers in Islam, this pig fought for Bashar al-Assad in Syria
and killed our Muslim brothers and sisters.
He who lives like a pig, will be slaughtered like a pig.
This is what we do to the enemies of Allah.
Allah is the greatest! Allah is the greatest!
Upon analyzing the film, we were able to identify several people.
The guy talking is a well-known jihadist.
Then we have a Swede, a few Danes and some Norwegians there.
But it's this guy we're curious about.
Through a process of elimination, we think he could be Swedish.
The only physical characteristic we have, if we enlarge the image...
It's this scar. Perhaps from removing a tattoo, who knows.
That's what we have. Any questions?
Yes, I have a question.
I was scared, okay?
I didn't dare calling. I thought you'd be angry.
That you'd take the mission away from us.
- You were afraid? - Yes, I didn't know what to do!
But now you're calling...
I prayed to God for advice.
He gave me courage. Thanks to Allah!
So you claim nothing else happened? Nothing to threaten the mission?
- Nothing I need to know? - No, I swear! Okay?
Okay.
I understand if you find this uncomfortable, but this is how it is...
What's her name?
At the same time, it's more important than ever
to tackle this kind of propaganda early on...
No, Ibbe. You're joking.
- Seriously? - He's been checking you out all evening!
Stop it.
- I'm going to call him over. - Don't do that.
Come on, you have to meet him.
- I'm calling him over. - No, I'm going home.
Rodrigo, come! Come here.
Come, I just want to talk. Two minutes. Don't be shy. Come.