The first 200 lines.
Martti Lundberg.
- What? - Where the hell is Antidote?
I don't know. Maybe he didn't believe you were getting married.
You are the best man now.
Dear Jussi,
our faith was not strong enough to see this day coming.
That Jussi would find true love,
and such a beautiful person as Anni is.
Miracles happen, apparently.
You just have to seize them.
Anni Rinne.
- Do you take... - I do.
- You have nice headphones. - Huh?
Your headphones are nice.
Fucking boomer.
Well, I am more like
a rerun of Derrick from the nineties.
Fucking idiot.
Bet you a hundred that Mom leaves you before the leaves fall.
And I won't start calling you a... stepdad.
Well, what's up?
- Mrs. Vares. - Hello. Thanks.
Aada...
All right.
Congratulations again.
- On behalf of the Turku Police, as well. - Thank you.
Could you take these?
- Hey, I'll go for a bit. - Okay.
- Hey, Siri, answer. - I did not understand.
- Siri! Answer! - I am sorry. I cannot do that.
- Fucking Siri, answer! - I am sorry, but I am not Fucking Siri.
Fucking AI!
- Antidote, where are you? - Sorry, I can't come.
I'm taken somewhere, and then it's goodbye.
- Send me your live location. - All right.
Hey Siri, send my live location to Jussi Vares.
All right. I will.
- Well, Romeo, time to dance. - Where's Anni?
She's waiting for you there.
You came, finally.
Dear wedding guests,
now, it's time for the treat of the evening,
the first dance. Music, please.
Hey, Anni?
There's this thing... I should go.
- Where? Now? - Yeah.
Antidote is in trouble. I'll be right back.
When I said that.
I love men who are passionate about saving lives,
I didn't mean you should go do that
in the middle of our first dance.
Yeah, but this antidote is much needed.
Get back in an instant.
What a jerk.
Aada.
- Huh? - What are you doing here?
None of your business.
I'll be right back. Wait here in the car, okay?
- Yeah. Where are you going? - Well,
I have this... work thing I need to see to.
You? Work?
I thought you would live on Mom's money.
Right.
Antidote?
Stop beating, for fuck's sake.
Esa Jalkanen, where is he?
He contacted me last week and asked if I wanted to buy stuff on the cheap.
After that, I didn't hear from him.
But you must know whose stuff it was.
Jalkanen's.
They aren't Jalkanen's drugs.
You should know whose stuff you steal. You aren't the only one in danger here.
So, stop messing around, and say where Esa Jalkanen is!
Are you idiots or something? I told you, I don't know.
Where is Esa Jalkanen?
I don't know, for fuck's sake.
If I were you, I'd tell. When Soupman gets here,
he'll dig up all the data in your fucking flash drive.
Oh, so fucking scary.
You are so fucking annoying!
Well, this isn't going anywhere.
Let's take a coffee break.
- Look, it's the Matlock from Turku. - Hello, best man.
What did you get involved in this time?
- Stop talking and open these bandages. - With what? My teeth?
I have a knife in my sock. Sorry, it might be a bit stinky.
I've made worse people talk.
- On the balls... - What the fuck?
Stop!
- I think you are annoying, too. - Thanks a lot.
Fuck!
Where did they go?
I'm in terrible shape, by the way.
That number of sausages won't make you a marathon runner.
My metabolism is just slow.
What's the deal this time?
This porn guy, Esa Jalkanen, contacted me a few weeks back in Telegram.
He was like, "Hey, boy, buy a few kilograms of pure Colombian, it's cheap."
But I didn't hear from him after that.
It was all news to me that the coke wasn't his.
Now, these cheese heads think
that I'm hiding the coke somewhere.
I see. Who were these cheese heads?
They are just some henchmen, you know, Jussi.
Who's their boss?
They call him Soupman.
I think he has watched a documentary "How to Get Rich Selling Drugs".
But things didn't go as planned.
- What's the matter with you? - I think I got a
splinter or something.
In my ass.
- All right. Want me to check? - Fuck off!
Hey, let's get off here. My car is nearby.
You've got some smart clothes.
My marriage life didn't get a very strong start.
Don't laugh. The wedding is on. You'll have to make up for your absence.
Sorry, I had something else to do. Congratulations, married man.
And stepdad. I'll introduce you.
Well, stepdaugh...
The damned teenager.
Aada!
Maybe she went for a beer.
Here comes my life-saver.
Mom! Get Aada, I want her to see our dance.
Speaking of her, I need to tell you...
A stupid thing happened.
I lost Aada.
What?
- Why the hell was Aada with you? - I didn't know she was in the car.
- What do you mean? - She had secretly got in the car.
- Why didn't you bring her back? - There was this situation...
- What is more important than my daughter? - Aada promised not to get out.
You know I promised the child welfare I won't let her out of my sight.
Aada has problems.
This day is really hard for her.
Well, let's see.
I went in through that door,
and while I was there, Aada disappeared.
Do you think something could have scared her?
Well, there was some noise. It might have been a shot, too.
Who shot?
- Them. - Who's them?
Do you know Motorola? Or some "Soupman".
Those crooks' nicknames don't really stick in my mind.
This is Aada's backpack.
Has this private detective figured out to call Aada?
I've tried to call, but it doesn't connect.
We've searched through the area and the harbor structures,
and it seems that Aada isn't here.
Where could she have gone?
A young girl like that knows how to disappear. Have you had any
problems, or could she have run away or do something to herself?
Oh, some action.
You draw attention away from the bride.
- Hi. - Hello.
Can I do something?
Not really. They've searched everywhere and didn't find her.
Who's responsible?
EX-MAN WHO BENDS THE RULES
Arto, this isn't anyone's fault.
Of course, it is! Aada is a minor, adults are responsible for her.
- Well, this is my fault. - I see.
So, this Ken-doll-looking guy is your new man.
Arto, this is Jussi. My husband.
We are all a bit shaken up.
Of course, I am! My child is missing!
As far as I can see,
you have lost my child.
- It's your job to find her! - Let's calm down.
You bearded hobbit can shut up!
All right.
FIND ESA JALKANEN, AND YOU'LL GET THE GIRL BACK
Aada has been kidnapped.
SILENT KILLER
ADMIRES ESCOBAR, THE GODFATHER AND BEAGLE BOYS
Antidote escaped.
That went so fucking well.
- Antidote! - Hi.
You are a wanted man, so go.
A VIOLENT LINGUIST
Dice, he's Antidote.
A WANNABE HENCHMAN
- I don't care if he's poison. - Come on, guys. One question.
Shoot. But don't actually shoot.
You are such a dictionary.
Have you seen a 16-year-old girl at that gym?
They have to be a bit older, damn it! - I didn't mean that.
She's a girl missing from a friend. Kidnapping.
Some chicks do hang around there.
I might see better if you got me
a soya espresso.
I'll have a double expresso without milk, please.
Go get them.
Merci, merci.
- Dark roast. - Oh, it's good.
Lactose intorance. Milk makes me fart.
This is what we'll do.
Don't call us. We'll call you.
We call back. On your back.
You're such a Cocksford Dictionary.
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