Huss

According to other officers on the scene, it was chaotic.

But you didn't mention that in your testimony.

I wasn't there when it started. I was by the car, two blocks away.

You said you went to get your gloves.

Er, yes. I don't remember really, but yeah...

Yes, it's possible.

Your colleagues say you weren't there when Kronvall got injured.

After that, your stories diverge.

THE RIOTS

How about this one? - Not another one.

What's the difference between a snail and a prison?

The snail keeps the slime on the outside.

It's Wednesday tomorrow, Paul. - I know. I don't have the kid.

Great. Later. - Okay, bye.

He seems in love since you agreed to stay.

We always go out on Wednesdays.

We stare at a paralysed colleague, while Johan flirts with his wife.

Well, I don't know about "we." He doesn't ask me anymore.

- No. Why might that be? - Well...

I guess you'll celebrate my departure.

Shit, what's going on?

50-37-40, battery in progress. Thanks. Over.

- Let her go! - Police!

Come here.

Carrying anything sharp? - No...

No, no, no! Back up!

- Back up! - Fuck you!

Turn around. Nice and easy.

Hey, wait.

- Come back here. - Sit down.

- How do you know him? - Sit down!

Are you okay?

Is he your husband? Boyfriend?

Got any ID?

You live here?

Answer the question.

Katarina?

- Hey. - All good?

Hi, guys.

- Did he beat the girl? - I didn't touch her...

- Did we ask you? - You guys know me...

Don't you understand Swedish? Shut up.

- Does anyone speak Swedish? - Doesn't seem so.

There are more girls up there.

Right. You and Björkmyr, go up there.

- You know each other? - Bumped into him before.

Let's get you in the car. Need a hand?

30-30 to 31-60. Suspected prostitution.

Also the girls are Romanian. We need an interpreter.

How many of you are working in this apartment?

You don't want to say? You don't wanna talk to the police?

How about you?

You don't wanna say anything?

30-30 to 31-60, we have a dead person in the apartment.

- You okay? - Yeah... Damn!

- Does it still burn? - It does, actually. Pretty badly.

Paul?

- I am so sorry I missed the spray. - Yeah, how did that happen?

I'm sorry.

Hey...

We're gonna be partners for real now? On-call detective?

- How do we celebrate? - Not today.

Paul?

Peo Engman, divorced middle manager at HSB.

Died of internal bleeding.

The girls say he was beaten to death.

Piotr supposedly has a bad temper.

- I saw you put out a BOLO? - He'll try to leave the country.

- Robert knew him. - He's a former bouncer.

He's got some priors, but nothing major.

So you and Paul got there before the others?

We saw him hitting a girl from the car.

- Did she mention the apartment? - No.

- Any idea what's behind it? - Engman wanted to evict them.

He works at HSB?

Yeah, the girls say he got Piotr the apartment in exchange for sex.

They've been running a brothel since the EU summit.

- And we didn't know about that? - We got a tip last fall.

But when we got there, the place was empty.

Hey. Sorry, I just came to get my car keys.

- She's the one you slept with? - I'll walk you down.

- Weren't they getting a divorce? - Depends who you ask.

- Good morning, Huss. - Good morning.

I can't pick up today. I'm working late.

Yes. Okay, do that. Great.

Check with Grandpa. Kiss.

- Some days... - The others are in a good mood.

You haven't heard? They dropped the EU summit investigation.

- That criticism isn't new. - No. It was known before.

- So why a new investigation? - There was political consensus.

He fucking loves those cameras.

Over 200 policemen and activists were interrogated.

SÄPO and NOA were involved. Checked phones, cameras, cell towers.

The police was cleared on all counts of alleged wrongdoing.

But there are cases without perpetrators?

- Such as Valdemar Road? - Yes. Handled by NOA in Stockholm.

What can be investigated has been. We can put it behind us.

- Finally. - Congratulations, I should say.

Right back at you. I heard you've been stationed.

Kadefors is a good boss.

- He hasn't talked to you, has he? - No.

And I haven't talked to him.

Good. Thank you.

You're welcome.

I don't have time for this. Why would Piotr even be here?

- I thought he was your bouncer? - Over two years ago.

Well, talk to the lead detectives. They decide what we look for.

- Is this the kitchen? - Yes, in there.

Let's go, guys.

Trafficking and murder?

He really fucked up.

- Are you surprised? - Kind of.

Piotr had a temper, but smart guy.

- In what way? - He knew who to grease.

He'd get drugs. Let the right person skip the line.

- Scratch your back and I'll... - Pretty much.

- Where is Robert? - I don't know.

Kalle died last night.

Why don't they want us in there?

Kalle's dad blamed everything that happened on the police.

They don't want a traditional police funeral.

But Johan did?

Colleagues must be able to say goodbye, pay their respects.

He did die in the line of duty.

Don't feel bad. This isn't against us, the squad.

Where is Robert?

I can't get hold of him.

Let's remember Karl in the light of his deeds.

As a husband, father, and friend.

Let's remember the love he gave to his loved ones.

To those of you gathered here today to share the grief

and say your final goodbyes.

A comfort on a day like this is that Karl is now free.

He is free of pain and suffering.

And once our tears have dried, his bright memory will live on.

Is he drunk?

- What's up? - I'm here to talk to Lydia.

No, that's not good. Get back in the car.

- Why can't I be here? - You're drunk.

- I want to talk to Lydia. - No, listen to me.

I want to talk to Lydia. Why are you...

- Calm down! - What are you, backup?

- Get in the car. - What? No.

- Get in the car. - Listen to me!

What's Tommy... Why are you here?

Why are you here, Tommy? You fucking pussy!

Why can Tommy be here? What the fuck are you doing here?

- You're a fucking pussy! - That's enough!

- You fucking pussy! Pussy! - Calm down!

Calm down! Calm the fuck down!

We didn't know he'd show up.

Dammit! Go home.

For Lydia's sake. Okay? Go home.

Come on. Go home.

- Good morning. - Morning.

I'll be brief. Piotr Lubos was seen in Majorna yesterday.

We'll be in the area all day, in cars and on foot.

Any questions? No? Okay.

One more thing, we need your time sheets by Friday.

I know I keep saying it.

But Anette from payroll is bugging me about it nonstop.

It's really a pain in the ass, so just hand them in and get paid.

Right. See you by the van.

Paul? Got a napkin?

Thanks.

Nice ambience.

A person matching the description of Piotr Lubos at Stopet in Majorna.

51-14-20 here. Where is Stopet? Over.

On Valdermar Road 11.

We'll be there in a few minutes.

Copy that. Report back when in the area. Over.

- Robert, you can sit this one out. - What?

I'll call a car.

I'm not coming?

Am I not coming?

51-14-20. We've arrived.

OK. Stand down for now. Task force is on their way. Over.

- Copy that. Over and out. - 5-0. Over and out.

Robert... Robert!

- Robert! - Robert!

It's not him! It's not him!

He's a bit unbalanced right now, is that so weird?

- He's had problems for a while. - I don't know about that.

Are you kidding?

Since we got here, Robert has discharged his weapon three times.

They're not like other cops. You know that.

What do you want me to do? I already said yes to staying on.

- I don't know. - Maybe your mother can do something.

Can you ask her?

It's hard enough getting people on Johan's squad.

I get it.

- I looks bad if I interfere. - I know. At least I've asked.

So I can help your friend, but not you?

Today Robert almost shot a tourist.

If you're wondering why no one wants to work with us.

- It's not my decision to make. - How convenient.

Stop it. I have my own job to do.

And focusing on the right things has never been your forte.

Yet Investigations want me on call.

- I must be doing something right. - Yes, I'm sure you are.