Bullets

- What happened yesterday? - What?

You didn't show up.

I don't know.

It's okay. But it's the last time I set you up on a date.

Good.

Didn't they have any milk?

- Hey... - Who's that guy?

No idea, but let's take a photo.

So this is how you want to spend your birthday.

Yeah.

I'd rather be eating cake than chasing some anonymous tip.

I bet you fifty euros it's bogus.

Why make bets when you never pay up?

He's here.

Okay, we're coming.

I've got this too.

Why did you bring it here? What the fuck...

What?

- I didn't want it in my home. - You need to leave. Just go.

- What's going on? - Which one do we follow?

- They split up. - Go after the girl.

Sorry.

Gun!

You're not going to die.

Can you start by telling me your name?

What about the woman who was shot?

Who is she?

Who was she to you?

You should cooperate. For her sake, if not your own.

I was meant to be at my 50th birthday party today.

Happy birthday.

Do you know this man?

What were you looking for over there?

The Chief wants a word.

I didn't authorise this.

An anonymous tip. We had to act fast.

Shots were fired, damn it. A woman is dead.

- Who was she? - No idea yet.

- And the shooter? - Jari Pietari Holma.

Lives in Sweden. A couple of drug convictions.

- Your informant? - Yeah, back in the day.

And you let him get away. It's not going to look good.

What am I supposed to tell the board?

Let them know we have a suspect in custody.

Release her.

- You're joking. - Strict orders from above.

- We haven't got anything out of her. - Timppa!

We have to let her go.

Madina?

Madina Taburova?

Can you return her belongings?

- Is she really walking out? - Yeah.

Is she an informant?

Did we stumble into someone else's case?

I don't know. Any info on Holma's woman?

Yeah.

Almaz Kosar Abdi, 23-year-old nurse.

- Works at a refugee centre. - Okay, let's focus on her.

- How was your birthday? - You owe us some cake.

Who is he?

Did you have fun?

Do you realise how much trouble Mum went to for all of this?

- She knows what my job's like. - And that's more important to you?

No, it isn't.

You are.

Don't talk to me like I'm a child.

Oh yeah, happy fucking birthday.