Huss

I'd like to go through what happened between 14:00 and 14:20 hours.

I've already told you everything.

There are details in your statement

that don't match those of your colleagues.

Our orders were clear: no one was to be let through.

-When you lost radio contact... -We stayed put.

-You never considered retreating? -Like I said, I followed my orders.

POLICE

So despite an escalating situation, you followed original orders. Right?

My instinct is to always follow orders.

Which I did.

I'm trained to follow the chain of command.

Anything else would've meant chaos.

Even more chaos.

And Karl Kronvall?

Where was he at this point?

BETRAYED

-Are you getting any sleep at home? -Sure.

Except for our newborn alarm clock that keeps going off.

You haven't tried putting vodka in the gruel?

A dash, and they sleep through the night.

My mom would do that.

That explains a few things about you.

51-14-20, from 5-0, come in.

51-14-20, Kungsportsavenyn.

Call for backup for a quarrel outside a bar on Västra Larmgatan 21.

Västra Larmgatan 21. Copy that. On our way. Over.

5-0, over and out.

Go to the entrance. Kieri, come with me!

Everybody calm down!

-Calm down a bit. -Calm down!

Come here!

Come with me!

What the fuck! Get him!

Robert!

Robert! Johan!

Johan! You need to calm him down!

Go back up your colleagues. Now!

Stop it! Get out of here! Goddamn it!

For fuck's sake! Gather your fucking team!

Come on! Everybody back in the van!

-What are we gonna do? -About what?

-He is a ticking time bomb. -What?

I think he needs help. For real.

Or he'll do some real damage to someone. Or to himself.

-We can't just pretend nothing's... -Done? Thanks. I know your stance.

All right, boys. Come with me.

-Kieri, you're coming too. -Yes.

Now!

-What's going on? -Briefing over at Major Crimes.

-Why didn't anyone tell me? -Didn't you get a text? Come on!

We received a tip about a new crew selling cocaine in Gothenburg.

We lack details, but we know they make use of young dealers.

They deal to finance their own use. Can you hand these out?

Tonight, there will be a rave on the road to Eklanda.

We have reason to believe many persons of interest will attend.

Darius and his team planned a raid.

Patrol teams five and six are backup. Darius?

It's straightforward. We ID the suspects and order the bust.

Questions? Good. See you. Thanks!

Huss! You stay with the van onsite.

-Is that clear? -Yes.

-Babysitting the van? Seriously? -Let it go.

He wants to punish me.

-You're getting a reputation. -What do you mean?

They say you're disloyal to the team.

What?

Who says that?

-Huss and Kieri, come on. -Yes! Just let it go.

Open up.

It's vacant now. I was just washing my hands.

Raid is over. No arrests.

How did you get made so quickly?

Unclear. We barely made it in there before they starting dumping.

They must've been tipped off.

We didn't call attention to ourselves.

-We didn't do anything in particular. -Maybe it's about how you looked.

What do you mean?

You didn't exactly look like rave kids.

I'm sorry,

but you might as well have had "cop" written on your forehead.

Katarina has a point. We'll find better suited undercover agents.

-Thank you. -I'll do it.

I'm their age, I'm a girl...

Plus, I don't really look like a cop. To be honest.

Let me try.

Mia, come on. You can't let a newbie go undercover.

She has no experience.

It's too risky. Use someone who's done it before.

-Hi. You wanted a word? -Yes. Come in.

Don't mind Darius.

He is good at his job, but he knows you could get even better.

Sit down.

You seem very keen on this job.

I think I'd do a good job.

You'd be out of a uniform.

-No gun, no protection. -I know.

But I really, really want to do this.

OK.

This is Ella Nygren.

We don't know which role she plays yet,

but we think she could be a way in.

She's 22, works part-time in a clothing store.

Moves in club circles. Approach her using a false alias.

We need to get a foot in and gather information.

-Hi. Did we have an appointment? -No.

But I heard that Katarina might work undercover.

Right. I'll give you two minutes.

Do you know what you're getting yourself into?

-You can't entrap anyone. -I am not going to.

You can't let anyone underage take drugs.

You can't take drugs under any circumstances. You can't!

Are you scared I'll embarrass you? I thought you'd be happy about this.

Katarina, please. This isn't about you and me.

Can we continue?

We learned from social media

that Ella will be at a party on Saturday.

You'll approach her there. Approach her with caution.

You need to win her trust. Make her think you are like her.

-"Lore"? -Huh?

"Lore". Six letters, ends with a D.

Legend.

Legend... of course.

-The drive was OK? -Yup. No problem.

Nice.

What car do I drive back?

Maybe something with some speed this time.

-What? -What car? For driving back?

Oh. I don't think there are any cars left.

How am I supposed to get home?

-You can get a ride with me. -OK.

Good.

Someone told me something weird the other day.

Someone told me you tipped off the cops about the party.

I said that was fucking bullshit. Jojo would never betray me.

-We're partners, right? -Yes! I would never... Who said that?

A partner wouldn't steal a stash for private use, right?

And then try to cover for it by selling themselves to the cops.

That would be fucking stupid.

I would never talk to the cops. Never! You know that.

You know me, Alex.

You know what? We'll talk about it in the car.

Let's go.

-Nice color. -What?

-The lipstick. It suits you. -Thank you.

-Hey... -What?

Do you know anyone that's selling?

-Selling what? -I mean...

Blow? I thought you might know someone or...?

Or maybe you sell?

No, I don't sell.

Idiot.

Yeah, I don't know...

I fucked up. I came on too hard.

I scared her off.

You're being too hard on yourself. These things take time.

Next time,

try being yourself without giving away who you are.

And if she is dealing, of course she's going to be vigilant.

Anybody could be after her. Right? File your report by this afternoon.

Mia?

I just want to say, thank you for believing in me.

Have you got a lighter?

Thanks.

I recognize you.

Are you waiting for someone?

Jojo. But he's, like, always late.

-Is he a friends of yours? -Why do you wonder?

-What are you doing? -Let me go!

-Come on. Go! -What the hell?

Shit!

Shit! Holy fuck!

-What the fuck was that? -Pepper spray.

-You always carry that around? -Don't tell anyone. It's illegal.

You can't trust anyone.

-Ella. -Maja.

-Thank you so much, Maja. -Are you OK?

Yes, but... shit!

Fuck.

-Do you want some? Have some! -No, really...

-I wouldn't have this without you. -I was headed home.

-Sure? -I'm positive, I promise.

OK... Take it easy!

My friend Gösta is playing at Club Chaos this Friday.

OK.

-Come. It'll be lots of fun! -Sure, let's see. I need to go.

-Close the door behind you. See you! -Someone's in there.

It stings like hell!

It's better now. I didn't think you'd use real pepper spray.

It has to be for real for anyone to buy it.

-Thanks a lot! -Did you try with milk? That helps.

-I'll try that. But you owe me one. -Definitely. Thank you.

-Hi! Come on in. -Hi.

Sit down.

Good. Now we know that Ella Nygren is the one selling narcotics.

Now we just have to find the supplier.

What's your cover story?

I'm green. Just moved here from Solna.

I'm doing my GED and, well, like to party.

Later, say you need money. Want to sell.