Executive Protection (Livvakterna) (Livvakterna)

Executive Protection

Shit!

There have been no deliverance of raw material for two weeks.

No power!

- Probably switched off last night... - A quarter past two.

How do you know?

- And where is the rest? - On the sicklist.

What did the police say?

There isn't much they can do.

I looked through the figures yesterday.

If we close down now we'll have no loss.

Torbjorn, in 20 minutes, we have a meeting with Nikolaus Lehman.

- What have you told him? - The truth!

That we have problems with local gangsters.

We do security all over Europe now.

I've worked for over 200 companies

mostly in the eastern block and Germany.

I've been in the security business for ten years

before that I worked for the STASI-

and before that I was a police officer in Berlin, so I can truly say-

I know this world, the problems in Eastern Europe.

- This gangster... - His name, please.

Peter Kolk. Peter Kolk.

He wants 40 per cent of the factory's profits to stop the harassment.

Local tax he calls it. That's the name for it now.

Is that him?

Yes, that's him.

Do you know how to reach him?

He's coming here tonight to get his payment.

Well, OK, if you decide to hire me,

I'll negotiate for you- take care of all your problems.

OK.

What will it cost us? For a full security package...

20 percent of your profit.

That's normal fee in the eastern block.

We're talking about a lot of money here.

We're also talking a lot of security.

OK, you're hired.

- Where did he go? - What?

Lehman...

What the hell?

What the fuck? What are they doing?

What the hell...

Okay, go!

Police headquarters, Gothenburg.

Johan!

I knew I'd find you here.

The paperwork's driving me crazy.

- Your verdict is here. - About time... What is it?

I don't know, but we're summoned to Little Mother.

Escaping from your detention guard isn't illegal...

- but you broke a safetypane... - I've paid for that already.

The punishment however, a fine only, is due to your unlawful detention of...

...the police officers... Steen and Martinsson.

...with their own handcuffs.

I made my moves to catch a killer.

Isn't that what the police are supposed to do?

You made them to get out of a situation caused by yourself.

If that's police work to you, I'd like to know something-

before deciding what's going to happen to you.

Would you do the same thing again, if you ended up in a similar situation?

Without hesitating... yes.

I've heard that it's hard to work with you.

You don't listen, you don't brief your colleagues about the job.

Isn't it the result that counts?

You don't seem to understand what your attitude will lead to in the end.

No, what?

To Fascism, a lawless country.

You, fucker!

Hold him!

- Paperwork still. Fuck! - I'm sorry.

- You knew I'd be decapitated... - Learn to speak their language!

I thought we spoke the same. That was enough for me.

- You don't see what I mean. - No, but... what?

You don't listen.

You don't brief your colleagues. And it is hard to work with you.

- So it was you... - Yes, it was.

Couldn't you have told me instead?

NINA AND HELEN LIVE HERE, WELCOME

Our beloved Nils Persson

- How old was he? - 76

Was he your dad?

No, he was more of a replacement dad, so to speak.

A good one... But where are your parents, then?

Well, you know... I was so young when they died,

that I hardly remember them.

The day after tomorrow mom and I will come to your place.

Right.

Don't do anything, without asking granny first.

No, I won't.

I'm looking forward to meeting your friends from childhood.

- Hi. - Hi, Johan.

- How are you? - I'm fine, thanks.

I'm glad you could make it. Well... I liked your old man, you know.

I know.

You know Torbjorn and Lisbeth.

- Hi. - Hi, Johan.

- Helen. - Sven Persson. Welcome.

This is Jeanette, my wife.

- Hi, Johan. - Hi.

Well, let's go inside.

I didn't think you attended funerals.

- How did he die? - It was the heart.

Family trait.

Excuse me...

What about him?

The problems in Estonia killed him.

- What? - Well... Nils.

Well, no... Let's fill them up.

What happened in Estonia?

I think it's... so special.

- Are you and Johan married? - No.

Do you know Johan well?

Well, I hope so.

He was engaged to my sister Maria.

Didn't he tell you? They were very much in love once.

- You mean, she who... ...died.

Would you like anything else? Another cup?

Did you hear about the hit-and-run?

Yes, some...

Maria was only 19, when she was hit by a car.

She was nine months pregnant,

and when Johan found her in the ditch-

the driver was gone and she was dead.

A few days later he left for the police academy.

He didn't come to Maria's funeral.

- Do you know why he didn't? - No, I don't.

It must be the first time he's back here.

- What was his name again? - Nikolaus Lehman.

- What happened? - Well, Sven is so fucking stubborn.

Yes, but what happened in Estonia?

Well... you know... We ended up in an awful mess.

- And Lehman, who is that? - A German security guy.

Sven asked him to fuck off and then...

During the funeral someone broke into the office.

This is insane. Who could have done this?

Is that your grandpa?

And my old man...

I haven't got the negatives of these photos.

What's this, Sven?

This Nikolaus Lehman, who is he?

Hi, I didn't want to disturb you, until the police arrived.

That's good, Gunnar.

When did you discover it?

- Johan, right? - Yes.

I noticed the break-in three hours ago, I phoned the police right away.

- Have you found anything? - No sign of a break-in.

The alarm didn't come off. You must have forgotten to lock up.

The alarm was definitely set.

No sign of anything being forced!

If Gunnar says it was locked and the alarm set, it was!

Make a list of what's missing and broken.

Or the insurance company?

Yes, so what?

10-54. a wife-beating in Jonstorp!

And the police? What will you do?

Well, we're done here.

Hey, wait! I'd like to have a word with you.

- What do you want? - This isn't an ordinary break-in!

Don't write "no results" the first thing you do back at the station.

We can't confirm the break-in...

no forced entry, the computers are here.

Exactly, and what does that tell you?

It's obviously an indication, or some kind of threat, right?

10-24, come in!

Hell, Falk! 10-24 here, over.

Are we supposed to speculate about some broken glass-

when some fucker is beating his wife?

Our car is supposed to cover 9,000 square kilometers out there.

10-24 here, we'll take the wife-beating.

What do you expect? Bostrom!

No result, then?

Hell, Falk, what do you think?

Why haven't you told me about all this people?

And Jeanette? Why didn't you tell me about her?

Don't hide things from me! You never tell, you just disappear!

I need your help - there's a Nikolaus Lehman...

- What was his name again? - Nikolaus Lehman.

German. Can you run a check on him?

Why? Did he make the break-in?

I don't know, maybe...

I won't get permission to contact the German police-

if I haven't got something substantial.

Johan!

Nothing will happen with the report to the police. Nothing!

...discuss the stocks, it's reasonable considering the circumstances.

- What's this all about? - My client, Nikolaus Lehman...

...noticed that you haven't paid your monthly payment.

So he asked me to tell you that, if you're out of cash-

you can pay with your company's stocks, so if you transfer 20 percent...

I've heard enough. We're not out of cash.

It's not a question of inability to pay. I want you to leave.

OK.

If you change your mind, I'll be at the hotel.

Get out of here!

I can't sleep.

Are you still awake, honey?

- May I sleep in your bed? - Of course.

Dad'll just lock up the doors. I'll read you a story...

Okay, get inside!