Young Wallander

How'd you find me?

Where else were you gonna be?

It's been a while.

Eight years.

Oi. What the fuck?

- Still a fucking lunatic. - Oh, fuck off.

You need to be careful.

Look, it's just two guys having a drink, innit?

Celebrating!

I'm finally out.

There's something I have to tell you about what happened.

Huh?

There's something I have to tell you.

- What's wrong with you? - Not here.

Fuck is wrong with you? Come on. We're here, so talk.

- There's too many people. - What?

We're not supposed to be seen together.

Call me tomorrow.

- There's things you don't know. - Yeah, what?

There's things you don't know.

Everything cool, boys?

Come on, give 'em back.

Well, I personally think that everything's fantastic.

These two fine young gentlemen over there just bought me a beer,

so you can

fuck off.

Boys.

Oh.

- Fucking three of 'em? - You, out.

Do yourself a favor, mate, leave it.

- Don't you put your hands on me. - We're going home. We're going home.

We're out. Don't...

Fuck.

Fuck!

Ah! All right!

Can I get a napkin?

Hey.

- Can I bum one of those? - Yeah, sure.

Cheers.

Oh, shit, are you...

Are you all right? You've got...

It's nothing.

Thanks.

Rough night?

It's not as bad as it looks.

I think... Do you know what? I think we should get a drink.

After tonight with...

Yeah. I deserve one.

Yeah. I mean, it's only fair.

I've been needing this. It's been a long night there as well.

Okay.

Yeah.

Sweet. I'm Katja.

Anton.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Tequila's a good choice. - Tequila?

Yeah.

- Have you tried mezcal? - Yeah, love it.

The place is through here.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- So it's a good place. - I'm up for some fun.

Not too picky, you know?

- I'll go for anything. - Yeah?

Run!

He was looking right at me. I...

I froze.

Don't do that to yourself.

I don't understand how everyone has moved on as if nothing's happened.

What? Nobody's moved on.

I read that the bomb had something to do with Hemberg's response to a gang dispute.

If that bullshit theory catches on, they could close down the inquiry...

Listen, don't lecture me about the inquiry, all right?

You just fucking left.

Have you been drinking?

That's great, Kurt. That's really good.

Newsflash. Life isn't fair.

The difference between me and you

is that I'm here trying to do something about it.

Yeah? Let me know how that works out for you.

Fucking kid.

What the hell is this?

- Hey. - Hello, officers.

- Did you call this in? - Yeah.

What did you see?

Um, something up there, I don't know, like a body.

- Like a body or it is a body? - I think it's a body. I'm not sure.

- All right, stand here. - All right.

- I'll check it out, Fred. - You all right? Stand right here, man.

What's your name?

Dom.

Just out.

- You been taking something? - No, no, no, just alcohol.

Yeah, I'm sure.

- I think we got something here, Fred. - Coming up!

Stand there so I can see you.

It's not looking good.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Your resignation request,

I didn't hand it in.

What?

I thought I'd give you a chance to calm down, but I can't do it forever.

If you don't turn up soon, you're gonna lose your job.

Rask.

Yeah.

Okay, I'm on my way.

What is it?

Hit-and-run.

And they're asking for a detective?

Why?

You can't win the fight unless you get back in the ring.

Good morning.

- You were talking in your sleep. - Was I?

Mm-hmm.

What did I say?

I couldn't tell, but it sounded like a nightmare.

And you were sweating.

Are you sure you're okay?

I'm great, now that you're here.

What?

Nothing.

So I was thinking...

Mm-hmm.

Maybe you could move in here,

now that you can't keep your sublet.

Would you really put up with me,

sweating, shouting in the night?

If you made a fuss of me every so often, I could probably put up with it.

Did you hear back about that security job?

- Yeah. - That's great.

Are you gonna take it?

Or I could help you find something else.

Strip-o-gram cop maybe?

Yeah.

What?

You miss it, don't you?

Brother Kurt.

You're leaving us.

Yeah, I'm moving into town.

Good. Good.

I'm happy for you.

And I think they need your wisdom.

From what I hear, there's a lot of shit going down there.

If we let the day traders run wild, what kind of society would we have?

Go clean the place up, like you did here.

Build your bridges.

Hey, Kurt.

Take care of yourself.

You're not too bad

for a cop.

Back to work.

Hey.

What are you doing?

I'm coming. Go back to bed.

It's four o'clock.

I know being a cop has its downsides.

What?

I just need to accept that every now and then I have to do things I don't like.

But this time, I won't let it get to me.

And I promise you I won't let it come between us either.

You're going back.

That's great.

We've lost touch with the people we signed up to serve.

These days, they grow up mistrusting the police.

They learn not to cooperate, not to talk.

People are afraid of us.

I've known innocent men and women who would rather face jail

than cooperate with the police.

Perhaps because they've already been mistreated by us,

or they're afraid they will be simply because of how they look, how they sound,

where they're from.

What does that say about us?

Should the language a citizen speaks be more important to us

than their safety and protection?

We need to regain their trust.

The way to do that is to follow protocol in every decision and every encounter.

We need to look ourselves in the mirror, and we need to be proud of who we see.

Now, the good news is we are the change we've been waiting for.

That change starts today.

I've got ideas, but I'd love to hear yours.

My door's always open,

and I look forward to meeting you individually

in the coming days.

Thank you.

Can you please come over here?

- Are we done? - Yes.

Thank you.

Well, look at this. Shit. Goddamn.

Come here, man.

Welcome back, man.

I want to apologize. I've been a real arsehole, okay.

You've been an arsehole your whole life.

Nah, listen, it's been a tough few weeks for everyone.

Come on, man.

- So, the new guy's landed. - Mm-hmm.

- You gonna behave yourself? - I'll try, do my best.

Good.

Well, listen, Jaz has been stressing me about this Mona situation.

She wants to meet the girl. She wants to cook dinner and have you round.

- No, no. It's my turn. We'll cook for you. - Look at you all grown up.

Check with Jasmine when's a good time, and I'll check with Mona.