Dad! - Sandra!
He didn't hang himself. - We passed by a grey Saab.
Olivia. - Alex.
It's about Bengt Sahlman's murder. - You think I did it?
Why don't you answer my question? - Because I don't know you.
This is not your investigation.
Who told you it wasn't suicide in the first place?
Olivia, I know you feel for Sandra.
You two are very much alike.
First she was hysterical then she was normal again. She comes and goes.
She can stay here but I don't know how I can look after her.
We must go to Marseille.
You heard what they were saying? - Not really. Something about Khalil.
Check with Pujol.
Hello.
I saw you when I was a kid, you were funny.
Funny? - Very much.
Thanks.
I retired.
Who was with you in church? - What church?
Hello.
I DIDN'T WANNA WAKE YOU UP, I WENT TO OSLO. I'll BE BACK LATE TONIGHT. CHARLOTTE.
You wanna know who killed Bengt Sahlman?
Did you tell the police about me? - Yes.
You follow your dad's footsteps. - Who do you work for?
"Uppdrag granskning" (Swedish TV show)
But I'm sure you knew already.
Why are we here?
Hi, Alex. This is Bengt. Can you come over soon as possible?
My father recently died in a rest home and something's definitely not right.
I received some info about his death and it concerns what you're currently working on.
I don't wanna talk on the phone. Please, come over as soon as you can.
I went and rang the doorbell but no one answered.
So I called him but still nothing.
I sat in my car and waited. I thought he might have gone out.
I called again, still no answer.
I took a ride, went back and heard what had happened.
It's connected to his father's death. - In what way?
He wanted to talk about it and when I got there, he was hanged.
What happened to his father? - I don't know what... but I know where.
There... Silvergården retirement home, run by Jean Borell, a venture capitalist.
I have no access to his medical records. - 'Cause you're not a relative.
No... but you know Sandra.
His niece.
Is it Saturday? - Just something for the trip.
Who was on the phone? - Margit Welin, from Silvergården.
A reporter came and asked for Sahlman's medical records.
Ok.
From "Uppdrag granskning"... - Really? How did she handle?
Formally. Those records can't be shown to anyone.
Good.
The question is... what was he looking for?
Right... you got an answer too? - No... not yet.
I'm a bit worried. - You should be.
Who did that?
Sit down. - Who did that, Pujol?
She made some movies. - Who? Samira?
Abbas!
You're sure you wanna watch that?
Philippe Martin, porn producer and pimp.
He owns a bar that's also a brothel.
What you mean you couldn't find him?! What the hell do we do now?!
Hello? Philippe Martin?
What do you want? Girls are downstairs!
Stay there, Stilton! - Easy!
Abbas! Stop it!
Isn't that right, Stilton?! So now leave!
Thank you.
He told me some actor's name Samira had worked with.
"Le Taureau"... "The Bull".
Philippe Martin is not involved. - You went too far, Abbas.
You crossed the line. - My line or yours?
I thought we wanted the same thing. - I thought so too.
Hello.
I didn't get my blood pressure medicine. - I'll go look for someone to help you.
Excuse me!
She says she didn't get her medicine. - Didn't you, Inga? We'll be right on it!
Camilla, can you help Inga with her medicine?
Are you a relative? - No...
I'm a friend of the Sahlman family, I'm looking for Margit Welin.
That's me... sorry...
Olivia Rönning. - Olivia Rönning, yes.
What happened to Bengt was terrible.
His daughter, Sandra Sahlman, would like to have her grandfather's medical records.
Yes... 'cause he died here. - Yes, right...
Tell her to contact me directly. - She asked me to do this for her.
It doesn't work like that. You understand I can't give away those records.
What would I need?
You'll need a proxy, her ID and of course your ID.
Ok... there you go.
Gustav...
It seems the record's not available. - What you mean "not available"?
Our system crashed recently and many data have been lost.
Apparently, Sahlman's record is one of those. I'm sorry.
Was she looking for something in particular?
She just wonders how her grandfather died.
Well... Gustav died of a heart attack if I remember correctly.
Was anyone there when he died? - Yes, a nurse was present.
Perhaps I could talk to her. - She's no longer here, she left.
Ok but surely you remember her name.
I can't disclose personal info about my staff without their permission.
I'm sure you'll understand.
Excuse me, I'm looking for Gustav Sahlman's ward.
I'd like to deliver these flowers to the nurse who took care of him.
Unfortunately Claire is no longer working here.
Then I'll send them to her. What's her last name? - Tingman.
Yes? - Hi, it's me.
A girl came asking for Gustav Sahlman's medical records.
When? - Just now.
You told her anything? - Of course not! What do you think?
I don't like this. It's the second time in two weeks.
Stay calm, I got everything under control. - I want this place clean, OK?
I'll take care of everything as soon as possible.
Good. Bye.
Town Hall is not keen to give you the contract, due to some notifications...
But if you took personal interest in it... don't things usually turn your way?
They usually do... but I'm not promising anything.
Of course but keep in mind we need a coordinator in the group...
...with a seat in the board and a generous option agreement.
How was it?
Uncertain. There's 430 millions in the pot.
Don't worry... if we get Stockholm, we get the rest of the country too.
A girl went to see Margit Welin and asked for Gustav Sahlman's chart.
She wanted to know how he died and the name of his latest nurse.
What did she find? - Nothing.
The nurse is in Thailand, she promised to keep quiet.
She's the second one snooping around after that reporter.
Great job. When is she going to call? - Soon.
Nice apartment. - It's not mine.
How do you do it in such a small bed? You and your boyfriend...
Come.
Hi, Claire. It's me who called you. This is Alex Popovic.
I look into welfare profits and I'd like to know more about Silvergården.
I didn't do anything wrong. - We're not saying that.
We'd like to know what happened when Gustav
Sahlman died. You were working there, right?
Yes... are you a relative or...? - I'm a friend of the family.
What happened exactly? - I'm afraid I cannot tell you.
Why not? - Yes...
I signed a confidentiality agreement with Albion.
So you can't talk about Silvergården at all?
No... especially to the media.
But if you're a friend of the family you should talk to Bengt, Gustav's son.
You spoke to him?
I sent him an email, he had the right to know.
What did it say? - I really have to go now.
Wait, Claire... when was it that you left exactly?
On 9 October.
Bengt Sahlman was murdered the 8th of October.
I have to go.
She's not gonna talk.
It must be the email he wanted to talk to me about...
The computer!
Computer?
Bengt and Sandra's computer disappeared from the house the night of the murder.
That's Jean Borell. Billionaire.
Brilliant and ruthless. He got rich on public contracts. Very educated.
He owns the biggest modern art collection in the whole country.
Where does he live?
London... Antibes... a mansion in Värmdö...
Who's the other one? - Magnus Thorhed, his right hand.
Some piece of work. - You like that type?
Power, money, cultural capital...
What? - I didn't think you were like that.
You know nothing about me. - I know you're a pain in the ass.
Sandra, Thomas is gonna come over and make dinner.
If you need anything... - I'm thinking of moving in with Olivia.
Olivia? Why? - Why should I stay here?
Of course you should...
Social Services will find me a foster family...
Wait, I want you here... - Will you stop lying?!
You don't want me here at all! Nobody wants me!
Sandra!
The Bull...
Pujol... the bull... porn actor.
Who is he? - I don't know...
I don't know who he is!
Who is he, Pujol? You're lying again?
You know this town... you know Marseille!
Beautiful and cruel. I have my life here, you don't.
I'll bring flowers to her grave... but I'm not a hero.
I'm sorry... I don't know who he is.
Hey!
There's a video club in Passage Lamarque.
There's this guy working there... I think they call him "The Bull".
Hello. I'm looking for The Bull.
Who is it? - You know that name?
No. Is he a porn actor? - Yes.
Sorry, I don't know him. - Ok.
It's closed, you can't go in!
You hear me? It's closed! You want me to call the police?
This thing stinks more by the minute. - Maybe Michelle knows something.
Maybe... but why would she tell me?
Give her something in exchange. Maybe she doesn't know Samira did porn.
And how would I know that? - Tell her you saw her on the internet.
Thank you.
Hey! Watch out!
What are you doing? What's your problem?
Out of the way! Move!
Mind where you're going!
She's not back yet. - Did you call her?
Yes, 100 times. She just left like that?
Yes, she talked about moving in with Olivia or calling Social Services.
Can you call Olivia, please? - Ok. Bye.
Olivia. - This is Thomas. Is Sandra there?
No, why?
She didn't come home, Charlotte is very worried.
What happened?
They had some kind of argument and Sandra just left.
Ok, I'll call her. - Thanks.
This is Sandra. I can't pick up right now.
Sandra, call me. Charlotte and Thomas are very worried.
Sandra?
Sandra!
Hey! I was just thinking about you!
Are you OK?
Yes, she's here.
Did you find anything on grandpa?
No, his medical records seem to have disappeared.
That's a shame. - Where are all the pictures?
I'd rather have them at Charlotte's. Are you hungry?
Not really. - I made tapas.
Nicely done. - I always made dinner for me and dad.
You seem very happy. - I am. Come sit down.
I had a great idea: We can live here together.
"We"? - Yes, you and me.
By living here, you're gonna save a lot of money.
You can take dad's bedroom. - I don't think so...
Why not? You'd like some wine? - Aunt Charlotte is your legal guardian...
Charlotte thinks I'm completely insane!
Have some! - You're not insane.
This is my favorite. Try it.
I thought of something. I know someone who works with kids who had rough times...
Is he some boring psychologist? - He's not boring.
He also has a pet spider. - Is he crazy?
No, he's very wise. - Dad used to hate spiders. You like them?
Yes... no... but he does like them.
Ok, here's what we do... you'll consider living
here with me and I'll consider talking to him.
Ok?
By the way, I burned all the pictures.
Why? - I was mad 'cause they both left me.
These are good.
A gunfight too? - What did she say?
She listed all your stunts, she wants us to leave the country...
Yes? - It's Pujol.
Hi. - Samira's stuff, you want it?
Sure, where are you? - At my house. You're coming over now?
Ok.
I gotta do something. 5 minutes.
There's no 5 minutes, Michelle was serious...
Fuck Michelle!
Come with me now or you can go to hell!
Ok.
Go home then.
Hello! Check-out!
Let's get out of here now. Otherwise it will all go to hell.