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Well, hello, hi.
Aw. Aw.
Hi.
Aw, shh...
Ah, look.
- There's Mom. - Please.
Hi.
It's me.
Shh.
Please.
Shh.
Hulda.
Hulda.
Please...
just let me touch my baby, just this once.
Hulda!
Give her back!
- Hulda! Hulda! - Ma'am...
We, uh, do offer
on-site facilities to take care of the remains,
but if you prefer to do it...
Burn him.
Hulda, I'm so sorry.
Has Misha been interrogated yet?
Lukas will handle it.
No.
It's my case. I'm handling it.
Let's, uh, go to my office
and we can talk. Okay?
I need to keep working, Magnus.
Please.
If you want to help, just let me do my job.
Hulda, hey.
It doesn't matter how I feel.
It-- I'll have time for that later.
Right now
Elena is depending on us to save her.
That's all that matters.
And now, has Misha said anything yet?
Uh, no. No, not a word.
You and Katja.
We know that you knew Katja,
which means that you lied to us.
You fucking lied to us.
Look, she even drew you.
Hmm.
We also know that you own
a black 4x4 just like the one
that Katja was seen entering.
And you prostitute refugees.
Right?
GUNNAR He organized everything.
Misha. Misha Volkov.
He would bring them, the girls.
And guys. I just paid.
Yeah, you were pimping Katja,
but she became a problem, didn't she?
Maybe you thought, who would care about a missing refugee?
And then you took Elena to shut her up, right?
Her son saw a man that matches your description.
He basically identified you.
Do the right thing for once
in your miserable life and tell us.
We know that you like hurting people.
-Mmm. - This man.
You assaulted him, you tortured him.
-Yeah. - And you will be charged for it.
Did you like torturing Katja, too?
- Did it make you feel big? -Mmm.
Yeah.
Tough guy, right?
What a tough guy.
Do you know how many broken bones she had?
Arms, fingers,
ribs, legs.
Look at the photos, you fucking coward.
Look at them. Look at what you did
to this beautiful girl
who had her whole life ahead of her.
I loved Katja.
I would never hurt her.
And yet you... you prostituted her?
No!
She never did that.
They wanted her to, but...
"They"? Who's "they"?
You must tell us what's going on, Misha.
Where is Elena?
Tell us.
Because if you don't, you'll be deported back to Russia tonight
and do your time over there.
I don't think you'll survive that.
So give yourself a chance and give me their names.
Where's Albert?
I told you, he isn't here.
- So, where is he? - I don't know.
He hasn't been in for two days.
Did you try calling?
He doesn't answer his phone.
- Search the office. - What are we looking for?
Some kind of black book.
- A physical one? - We don't know.
- Yeah? -Albert isn't home.
No, he's not here either.
- Track his phone ASAP. - Okay.
Hey.
Hmm.
Leifur, computer.
It's all here.
Just like Misha said.
Look, the clients, the girls...
Get this to Tech.
I want every file on this thing
pulled and analyzed.
- Okay. - Yeah.
Where's this?
Armed police!
All right, clear on the right.
Clear!
We're all clear up here.
Clear.
-Clear. -Clear.
Oh, what is that?
I think it's lye.
They use it to dissolve bodies.
We've got a fingernail.
It's Elena's.
It's Elena's.
Outside!
Put your hands up!
I said put your hands up.
ELENA Will we turn into bats?
No, we're not gonna be doing that.
Ow!
- Are you okay? - Yeah, I'm okay.
It's not meant for ice, not very comfy.
Take it fast. It's cold.
Yeah, it's cold.
You're taking it.
Make us look pretty.
Congratulations, all of you.
-Oh, thank you. - You did a hell of a job.
Drinks on me.
Just doing my job.
Cheers. Alex.
- Hey, there you are. -Hey, Hulda.
Well done...
Mm-hmm.
- Oh, thanks. - Where were you?
- Let's go. - Uh...
This is everyone from the USB.
Katja and Elena aren't there. Why?
Because they weren't being prostituted.
Then why were they killed?
Because they said no?
That doesn't make sense.
Lukas, we need to look into this.
-How's my power couple? -We're good.
Yeah, I can see that.
Mm-hmm.
Can I have a word with Hulda, please?
Yeah, sure.
Look, uh,
I can't even imagine what you're going through right now,
but, uh,
you did it.
You fucking did it.
There's still work to be done. Interrogations, paperwork...
Uh, Lukas will take care of that. Take the win.
Win?
A child lost his mother.
What happens to him now?
I know what you did.
The driver Marta...
...confessed everything.
I know she told you.
Couldn't live with the guilt, she said.
So...
...for the sake of the force and your career,
I think it's best that you leave quietly as of tonight.
Just give me till the end of the week, please.
I-I need to, I need to tie up a few loose ends, Magnus.
No.
I don't think you should come back to the station.
I'm sorry.
It's been an honor working with you.
You're, uh...
You're something else.
Yeah, it's all tied up.
Don't have to worry, man.
Stop fucking calling me.
Yeah, no, I'm enjoying it.
You are my pretty love, baby
You are a light in the dark
It's time...
Can I get you anything else?
Yeah! What should we have?
- What should we have? - Let's have some shots.
- Some shot. Shot. Shot. Shot. Shot. - Yeah. Shot. Shot. Shot.
Shot-- You fucking moron!
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