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Comprehensive police work lies behind the arrest.
Teamwork, says police investigator, Johanna Strand.
Thank you.
What a superstar you are.
The leadership team wants to buy me dinner.
-Wow, you're moving up. -You're invited too, of course.
Bea is off sick and I've promised to take her shift.
I'll have to work hard to keep up with you.
Don't I? Hey, congratulations.
See you later. Enjoy the cake. Have fun this evening.
Hi there, big brother. Long time.
Hello, you've reached Niklas. Please, leave a message after the tone.
Mum is dead.
I'll go pack my things.
God, are you here? Did you get my message?
-No, I didn't... -Could I have a sandwich?
This is Ami.
HAMMARVIK
They all look the same.
Right, that's the one. Classic. Stylish.
Just like you.
I love you.
-Did she have the sirens on? -What the hell?
I'm alright.
I'm alright.
-Were you there when she...? -No.
It was totally unexpected. She fell asleep.
-How was she? -Okay. So I...
-I'm sorry for your loss. -Thanks.
Hello. Come in.
-I bet you'd like a glass of wine? -Yes, please.
Will you get the Chablis?
Stephanie, will you come and say hello to your auntie?
Hi, Stephanie. My, you've grown.
You've already started looking at...
Yes, I thought it's best to get it done.
We need to have lilacs. It was Mum's favourite.
I'm sure that would be fine. Were you intending to pick them yourself?
Yes, Calle and I can do it.
But lilacs aren't really funeral flowers, are they?
If you're short of money, we can pay.
No, it's not that.
It's not that.
Well, maybe this is too much at once, but...
-Since we're talking about money... -We'll do that tomorrow.
What?
We'd like to buy you out of the house.
But we've already discussed this.
I agreed to an advance on your inheritance, to build your house.
-But you didn't want Mum's house. -And neither do you.
No, but...
It would just fall into disrepair. It's better if we buy you out.
You mean you'll demolish it?
-Yes. -This will be a good deal for you.
We're acting in your best interest, too.
Well, you can see the state it's in.
We grew up here. Doesn't that matter to you?
You can't keep an entire museum of your childhood.
If this goes, then there's nothing left of Mum.
I've got my memories.
-I was here until the end. -Please.
Don't do this.
-I called. I kept in touch. -Mm.
You were too preoccupied with your life and career. She missed you.
That's not about Mum, it's this place.
-Since Madelene disappeared. -That's 20 years ago.
My best friend killed herself. You may forget stuff like that. I don't.
Shall we go? Louise has made up the spare room for you.
No, I think I'll sleep here tonight.
Okay.
Do as you please.
Östen!
Turn your hose off! I don't want your bloody water.
You should be happy it's water. Next time I'll spray something else.
Why are you so frustrated?
Could it be 20 years of failed police work?
-Danne. -What the hell?
Wow.
-Right... -Carlqvist plumbing?
Yep. Third generation now.
I heard about your mum. I'm sorry.
Thanks.
And you're a police officer?
-I can imagine it suits you. -Yeah, most of the time.
Do you live in Stockholm?
With a bloke?
It's a bit... Well...
How long are you staying? Would be nice to meet up.
I'm not sure how long I'm staying, but I'd love to.
I just can't...
Are you going to answer that?
Carlqvist plumbing, Danne speaking.
Okay.
I'll be there right away.
What's happened?
They've pulled up a car from the harbour.
They say it may be Madelene's.
Who the hell's driven that into the water?
Fine. Put it down.
A Saab 900, model -89.
It's Madelene's.
Exactly.
-I just wanted it confirmed. -But how is that possible?
Some genius drove his motorbike into the water.
The harbour association helped with dredging and the car was found.
When will it be examined?
We're going to move it to the police station.
I bet it's dope head Hermansson.
-Hope they find your bike, too. -Fucking stop.
Danne!
Hi.
Hi.
I heard you were in town. I'm so sorry for your loss.
Thanks.
Darling, why didn't you call?
Over here! Come on, they're fighting!
Stop it, damn it!
Östen!
Östen.
Call for an ambulance!
Can you hear me?
Hello?
How are you?
My, you've aged.
It's been far too long since I last visited.
I feel so bad that I didn't see Mum more often towards the end.
I've been so busy at work.
Anna-Lena was proud of you.
She was always bragging about your achievements.
It feels nice to know that you were there.
And Calle, of course.
Your brother? He's not set foot at Rosengården.
-But he said... -You know what he's like.
She wanted to make up with him, but it was like a closed door.
That's just like him.
But he did send her flowers every week.
And how are you?
For 20 years I've been telling the police Madelene didn't kill herself.
But did they listen?
No.
The fact that they've found the car doesn't mean she...
It was stolen before her disappearance.
There's something not quite right.
Here's the letter she left.
When I came to wake her in the morning I found it on her pillow.
They found her cardigan.
The thin, blue one, out on the rocks.
They said she'd jumped,
but they never found the body.
You knew her, Johanna.
She didn't want to end her life, she was waiting for it to start.
Yes, I know few with such grand plans for the future as Madde.
She kept coming up with ideas about how to get rich.
You can imagine I struggled to convince her to get an education.
She thought she could just go off and start a business.
But she never had a chance to start her studies.
No.
I need to know what happened.
I think you do, too.
Sorry, Mum.
I'm carrying this grief, which won't go away.
I can't bear it any longer.
My secret follows me into my grave.
When you find this I'm already gone.
You'll have to have the strength to carry on.
Hello?
-Hi. -Hello.
-I can't promise it'll fit. -It's perfect.
I was in a bit of a rush when I packed my stuff.
You can't remember everything. Like bringing clothes to a funeral.
Right, see you later.
Hi, you've reached Niklas. Please, leave a message after the tone.
Hi. It's Mum's funeral today.
I just wanted to...
I just want you to be here.
In spite of everything.
I just wanted to say that.
Could you give me a hand with this?
Are you sure I'm not supposed to wear a white tie?
White is for the next of kin.
I wonder how Johanna is doing.
I never got a chance to talk to her last time, but maybe you did?
No, not really.
Fancy you running into each other, as the car was found.
Aren't you ready?
-I was going to pick you up. -But you never came.
It's a funeral, not some kind of drop in event.
Are you sure you're up to this?
Anna-Lena was my neighbour for 40 years. I'll have to say goodbye.
It'll be gone soon.
Then we get our sea view back.
I'd like a view of Stockholm.
-Once we've sold up. -And moved back.
As you promised.
Does this have a genuine feel to it?
So cute.
Okay, it's done.
And it's best to write RIP.
Hey...
I don't know what's wrong with me.
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