The Girl in the Spider's Web: A New Dragon Tattoo Story (2018) - full transcript

Young computer hacker Lisbeth Salander and journalist Mikael Blomkvist find themselves caught in a web of spies, cybercriminals and corrupt government officials.

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Check.

Checkmate.

Your father

wants to see you.

Come.

Lisbeth made it for me.

You're such big girls now.

Come, Camilla.

I want to play a game with you.

Camilla!

Come to your father.

Both of you.

Come.

Sorry about

the things I said.

It's all right.

You know I've been

under a lot of pressure,

with the trial and work.

Yes, I know.

Just forgive me.

I get a little insecure

sometimes

when you talk to me

like that.

Come here, have a drink.

You know how much I love you,

do you?

Who the fuck are you?

I'm a fan of yours.

I watch you on the news.

Peter Ahlgren:

The CEO who beat up

two prostitutes

but got acquitted

in court yesterday.

Put me down!

Hey, what are you doing?

I'm accessing

your bank accounts.

Call security!

I'm transferring 20%

of your cash

to these two girls.

The rest, I'm transferring

to your wife.

Good evening. Security.

Account number.

Don't.

Mrs. Ahlgren,

is everything okay?

51912.

Take your child and leave.

He won't hurt you again.

I can undo all this tomorrow.

Mr. Chen has bankrolled

your company for years.

Isn't this his wife?

Oh, my God,

you like that.

If you try to contact

your wife again,

this video

will be sent to him.

If anything unexpected

should happen to her,

this video

will be sent to him.

You fucking bitch!

Who are you?!

You should ask yourself

that question.

A string of vigilante

attacks has rocked Stockholm.

I don't know her name.

I've never seen her before.

The attacker's M.O.

matches that of Lisbeth Salander,

a local hacker with a history

of aggravated assault.

If my daughter and

I had a message for her...

I just want to say,

whoever you are, thank you.

This is a new

era for Millennium.

I want you all to realize

that the only thing

- holding this magazine back is your mind.

- Shit.

And people refuse to believe

that it's in your mind.

And you can feel it

when you go into a room,

and there are people there

who don't have this knowledge.

Don't be a child.

'Cause I don't wanna bend

the knee, kiss the ring?

Is that too much for "the great

Mikael Blomkvist"?

For what's left of him, yeah.

Levin is head

of publications now,

and he deserves

your respect.

He bought my magazine,

not my respect.

Plus, he's wearing a cap.

And...

he has over two million

followers online.

How many do you have?

What do you want from me?

I want you to write again.

Come by tonight.

I'm having dinner

with my husband tonight.

Erika.

It's for you.

She'll be

right with you.

Lisbeth Salander has a pet.

It's a lizard.

I don't know if I'm happy

for you or sad for him.

Are you throwing

all of this out?

Yeah. It's trash.

You have a sister.

No.

She killed herself

three years ago.

I can't believe

you didn't tell me.

That I had a sister

or that she killed herself?

Both.

When our loved ones die,

we tell our friends.

There's an incorrect assumption

in that statement.

Yo.

There is a client

asking for the impossible.

Interested?

Text me.

She worked for my father

for years.

He was a psychopath.

Turns out...

she was the same.

I'm glad they're both dead.

You have to go now.

I need to work.

If you have another girl coming,

you can tell me.

I have to work.

They say time is the fire

in which we burn.

I'm running out of it.

Yeah.

So do you think

it can be done?

It depends.

What am I looking for?

The sum of all my sins.

A 2725 byte piece of software.

It's a single-incident file.

It can't be reproduced,

copied, only moved.

And you want me

to steal it for you.

They told me I'd have control

over it. But they lied.

I realized too late

that I had created

an abomination.

Please, help me.

Drop-off?

Tomorrow morning, 7:00 sharp.

Meet me on the Centralbron,

south shore.

I'll be next to

the train station.

I've provided two levels

of clearance.

After that,

you're on your own.

Take

military systems, for example.

Since 9/11,

all global defense systems

are controlled

by satellite networks,

and such networks

are all protected

by the same

quantum encryption protocol.

A tool of the kind

we're discussing here

could effortlessly access the

tactical and nuclear arsenals

of most major world powers.

Via his personal computer,

a single user would be

imbued with God-like power.

What you're

looking at here is

what the Russians

are claiming to be

some kind of system

security breach.

This is

a Russian Topol-M SS-27 missile.

Cold-launched,

three-stage, solid-propellant.

It was wrongly moved

into launch position a week ago.

As Special Division heads,

we urge you to come forward

if this security breach

is a result

of any classified project

you may be working on.

Now, obviously,

we respect the fact

you don't want to jeopardize

the security of your projects.

The State Department

has requested we cooperate

any way we can...

Oh, shit.

Agent Needham?

Anything to share?

Personal

emergency.

Special Division doesn't mean

you're actually special.

I think it does.

Shit.

Sorry.

Come on, come on, come on.

Boom.

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

Program encrypted.

To run Firefall,

enter value for:

"The snow

comes early this year."

To run Firefall,

enter value for:

"The horses stand silent

in the fields."

To run Firefall,

enter value for:

Help me!

Aah!

It's me, Balder.

I think I made

a terrible mistake.

Hey!

You did the right

thing by calling me.

I have a data-track

on my program.

So I know she got to it.

And she won't

give it back to you.

Last week...

she assaulted one of Stockholm's

most respected businessmen.

Emptied his bank accounts.

Just one of many men

she's targeted.

I don't know why...

but I thought

I could trust her.

I promise you.

I'll do everything in my power

to protect you.

Lisbeth.

Hey.

You okay?

I fucked up.

I need your help.

That's the first test

of Project Firefall.

It's a tool designed...

to breach and control

most online defense systems.

Frans Balder developed it

for the Americans...

and he hired me

to take it back from them.

"Take" as in steal?

I think he wanted

to destroy it.

Who's that?

He's the man

who stole it from me

before I could

give it back to Balder.

And if you find him...

what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna take back

what he stole from me.

So you want me

to help you find a ghost?

You're good at that.

I couldn't even find you

for three years.

You just vanished.

And I...

Flight

825 from Washington Dulles

arriving at Gate 47.

Mr. Needham. I'm afraid

you have to come with us.

NSA Special

Division Edwin Needham.

Former U.S. military.

Field ops: Afghanistan,

Mexico, Ukraine.

"Special Division."

Is that

an American euphemism for

"no accountability

and no oversight"?

I don't know. Um...

I mean, I'm feeling

pretty overseen right now.

Look. I'm aware

that someone stole

something

of high value to you.

And I presume you're here

in Stockholm

to find that someone?

But I'm here to tell you

that that's my job, not yours.

The NSA has no business

on Swedish soil.

Funny part about that is

I'm not here on business.

Pleasure.

Is that so?

Look,

am I being deported?

No. No.

For now,

you're just getting this.

- A tourist guide?

- If you engage in any activities

not listed in that book,

I'll have you arrested

and put on the first plane

back to Washington.

Now have a nice day.

You, too.

You have to take care of this.

Okay.

And I need to borrow

some gear.

One day we'll talk about

your interpretation

of that word.

- "Gear"?

- "Borrow."

- You need a hand?

- No.

What about Balder?

Checked out of his hotel.

Cell phone disconnected.

But get this:

Look who he went to.

His last geotag showed him

at SAPO Headquarters

this morning.

I'm guessing he thinks

you stole this from him,

since you missed

the drop-off.

That means she moved him

to a safe house.

Why?

Balder's program had

a FREAK encryption.

He's the only one

who can open it.

That means these guys are going

after him next.

I find Balder...

...I find him.

Hello, Lisbeth Salander.

"Sofia Novak."

The fuck happened here?

Pow.

You Vilma?

200 crowns a night.

No pets. No drugs. No friends.

I can show you

how the heating sy...

I got into the SAPO servers.

They're keeping him

at 774 Birger Jarlsgatan.

There are two plainclothes

officers in a car

and several more uniformed

officers on the premises.

Careful, Lisbeth.

August. Let's move away

from the window, please.

August. August, hey. Hey.

You said it would be

a couple of days

and then I'll go

back home to Mom.

"A couple" means two.

No, I'll tell you what.

When this is all over,

I promise that I'll take you

back to San Francisco.

And you'll stay with us.

Yeah, of course.

Why don't you go back

to your drawing, all right?

All right?

- Whiskey. Neat.

- Sure.

I'll have the same.

- Mikael Blomkvist.

- Deputy Grane.

What a coincidence.

This is the man you should

be after. Not Salander.

Your friend Salander has

perpetrated a cyber attack

on the most important security

agency in America.

I don't really see how

this makes her any less guilty.

She doesn't have

the monopoly on guilt.

You should be looking

for this man, too.

What makes you think I'm not?

Now, if you will excuse me.

Yeah?

It's Malin. I

got a hit on the spider tattoo.

Text it to me.

Sure, sending now.

You Milos?

Do you know this man?

He has a tattoo like yours.

So are you a cop?

No, worse.

I'm a journalist.

That guy, he's part

of this group.

Heavy people.

Pretty much the worst psychos

you can find in Stockholm.

You used to work for them?

What makes you think that?

Your tattoo.

This is a scar.

- He cut it into me with a knife.

- Why?

I used to do photo work.

Tried to sell him

some good ones

of a politician

they were blackmailing.

I pushed the price too much.

This is what I got

in return.

You like it?

I'm sorry.

This is what you get when you

try to fuck with the Spiders.

"The Spiders"?

They call him the "Otravitel."

He's the worst of them.

And if you wanna keep

that pretty face,

I'd stop asking about him.

No, thank you, no.

Tell me not to worry.

- What do you mean?

- I've seen this before.

- Seen what?

- You obsessing over Lisbeth.

This is not about Lisbeth.

Mikael.

There were two key stories

that made your name

and built the magazine.

The first you couldn't

have written without her,

and the second was about her.

I think you are scared

what would become

of Mikael Blomkvist

if there were no

Lisbeth Salander.

I'm sorry.

- Lisbeth.

- I haven't heard of The Spiders.

They sound like

the last people on earth

you'd want

to have control of Firefall.

You alone?

Do you want me to come over?

Lisbeth.

Tell me where you are.

No.

I wouldn't want to ruin

your evening.

Hey, who's this?

The blonde there.

Who the fuck are you?

Ned the Bathroom Stalker.

Listen, I need to get into

contact with somebody you know.

You know

who I'm talkin' about.

What did she give you?

A phone?

Some kind of contact?

Yeah, she did.

Okay, good.

Now, listen,

I know you think

you're the only girl

she fucking in here.

But I got about three

or four other girls

I could be talkin' to.

And that's just in this place.

All right? So while

I respect the loyalty,

I gotta say it's a little bit

undeserved.

Bitch.

"Bitch" is right.

She gave it to me.

It's the only way

I have to contact her.

Hope you find her.

Boom.

I will.

Sal...!

You fucked me.

Fucking bitch!

- Good morning.

- Hey.

- Did you find your Russian?

- Russian?

Maybe you misspelled it,

but isn't otravitel

Russian crime slang

for "poisoner"?

It's Russian?

What are you doing?

Here you go.

They're from Holtser.

Thank God.

Freezing my balls off.

- Who is Mr. Holtser?

- Me.

Lisbeth's father.

He was part

of a Russian crime ring.

I'll come with you,

but leave him out of it.

No.

Come on.

That's a good boy.

Safety first.

Stop the car!

August.

You have to come with me.

Don't.

August.

Go.

Get in the car.

Aw, fuck!

I want to go back

to my mother, please.

"The horses stand

silent in the field."

"The snow comes early

this year."

You know the answer

to those questions.

You know how to open

your father's program.

I want to go back

to my mother, please.

Police believe that the killer

has abducted the victim's

young son and is still at

large. The suspect has been

identified as Lisbeth Salander,

a Stockholm resident with

a criminal history

ranging from cybercrimes

to aggravated assault.

She is believed to be armed

and highly dangerous.

Mr. Needham.

Was this area part of

a walking tour in your guide?

You know,

I always thought a safe house

was supposed to be,

I don't know... safe?

You're done crashing

around my city like a wild boar.

Arrest him.

Send him back to Disneyland.

You play whites.

Your father taught you?

He's dead now.

Maybe I shouldn't

think of him anymore.

- Why not?

- Because that's the past.

He once said the past,

sometimes,

can be like a black hole.

If you get too close...

it might pull you in.

And you disappear.

I don't want to disappear.

You won't.

Who was that woman

on the bridge?

The past.

Hey! Hey!

You don't want

to finish the game?

Oh.

Checkmate.

It's okay.

- He's a friend.

- Hi, August. I'm Micke.

It's her.

I know. We need to talk.

That's for you to keep.

Until the rematch.

1,780,099.

What's that?

It's the answer to "The snow

comes early this year."

It's a number problem.

Each letter is a number.

So I figure out

the big number,

then I break it down

into prime factors.

Father said he made his program

based on how I think.

You think I'm a freak.

No, I don't.

Get some sleep.

When I realized that

the man that killed Balder

worked for your father,

I tracked all of

his ex-associates.

And every one of them

seems to

link back to

Camilla Salander.

She's been picking up

your father's network

where he left off.

But now she calls them

the Spiders.

She worshiped that pig.

And now she's become him.

Lisbeth, you're bleeding.

I know.

Do it.

It's done.

I bet you can't wait

to write a story about all this.

About me...

...and my psycho family.

Just like you did last time.

Lisbeth.

They need August

to run Firefall.

Without him,

they have nothing.

We have to get him

out of the country.

Out of her reach.

His mother lives

in San Francisco.

But even if we did

get him on a plane,

that won't guarantee

his safety.

No.

But I know someone who can.

Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to Stockholm Arlanda Airport.

What the fu...?

Wanted suspect in

Terminal 3.

Follow me.

Female.

Wearing a bright pink hat.

Back in the room.

Back in the room.

Lady, be quiet. Just relax.

Hey, you.

Stay in your cell!

Passenger Needham, please

proceed to Gate 45 immediately.

Passenger Needham, please

proceed to Gate 45 immediately.

Salander.

North end of the terminal.

Personnel-only door.

Tell me you got the boy.

For now.

I need you to get him back

to the U.S.

and make sure that he's safe.

No, no, no.

Not without Firefall.

I have eyes on the American.

Without August,

there is no Firefall.

You have to let it go.

It's what Balder wanted.

You don't understand

what this is.

I've spent years waiting for

Balder to deliver Firefall.

- I won't give it up now.

- Think you have a choice?

What I have is a responsibility

to my country.

Something somebody like you

wouldn't understand.

I understand

how to open that door.

Shit.

- Freeze!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Agree to take the kid back

to the U.S. or it stays locked.

Or you could just jump.

- Fuck.

- Up to you.

You! Stop!

I'll get the kid out.

I have your word?

You have my word.

I said, on the floor! Now!

Get in the van.

Dad?

Hello?

Hello?

Why do you make yourself

so ugly, Libby?

I've imagined this moment

for so long.

I had a whole speech

prepared.

And now I'm nervous.

I should've

written it down.

The boy is secure.

Listen, a client

is willing to pay us

a lot of money

for this thing.

I don't care.

Just shoot me.

"Shoot you"?

You're my sister.

Besides,

I have so much to tell you.

Mikael.

Someone always has

to carry the pain, Libby.

Well, now it's your turn.

Bring her.

Kill the journalist.

Move.

Go!

No!

Hey, man,

you got some creamer?

No, I do not.

'Kay.

Please don't touch that.

It's vintage.

Yeah.

Uh, when was it, '02?

Took down Big Pharma

with this bad boy.

The King Pharma crash was done

from a 7792.

Actually, I

did it from a 7770.

But who's counting?

You're Warchild?

The Warchild?

Yeah, I was

for a little while.

NSA pays way better.

Way motherfuckin' better.

- Creamer?

- My boy.

Heard that went well.

Is that August's location?

Where's she takin' him?

Home.

Hello, August.

You know, a little

birdie told me

you know how to open

your daddy's work.

I need you to do that

for me now.

Hello?

Anyone in there?

You will help me.

Soon.

You'll see.

Such a big boy.

We need to share this

with Tactical.

Put together a team. Fast.

Get inside.

Okay.

Camilla!

How did they know?

How did the Spiders know

Balder's location?

Your guess

is as good as mine.

You're the client.

You're buying Firefall

from her.

Access by a single user

to online nuclear weapons...

Would you rather have that

in the hands of the Americans,

the nation that

never missed a war,

or us, the nation

who never went to war?

Now August and Lisbeth are

paying the price for all this.

They'll hurt him.

People have taken

the fall for

far lesser causes,

Mr. Blomkvist.

Do you see him?

Tracker puts August

in the west wing.

Status?

24%.

Get out of there!

Lisbeth!

Give up.

Breathe, Lisbeth.

Would you like

a glass of water?

Please get her

a glass of water.

He needs to open

the program for us.

Would you please talk

some sense into him?

Fuck you.

I made these

just for him.

I will start with this one,

the red one.

It will not kill him,

but it will blind him

permanently.

The black one, though...

he won't survive.

August.

You have to tell them.

You have to trust me.

To run

Firefall, enter value for:

"The trees fade in the mist."

13, 23, 31.

115,751.

1,943,629.

"The trees fade in the mist."

Access granted.

Firefall online.

It's done.

I won't let them keep it.

Is that really necessary?

I'll transfer the funds

immediately.

You don't have to.

Why is that?

It's okay. It's okay.

You can't...

Thanks for

all your help.

But I think

we'll keep it.

Calm down.

You'll suffocate.

Trust me, I know.

You know where we are?

This used to be

Father's bedroom.

Until it became mine, too.

But you know that.

There is something

that you didn't know.

When he died...

an odd thing happened.

It was like an awakening.

I could finally see

our father's true face:

A monster's face.

And I was nothing.

Do you remember

that morning

that you jumped off the balcony

and left me behind?

The things he did to me

that day.

And the day after.

And the day after that.

For 16 years.

And for that, Libby,

I blame you.

And so now

the world will burn.

And everyone will know

it was you who lit the match.

Goodbye, Libby.

Okay.

Uh... there.

There.

Targets down.

Give me more.

I got you, Warchild.

I need

to get you out...

I have her.

She's on the move.

Where's the kid?

Come on.

Get up, Lisbeth.

Yes!

Move!

Come on. There.

Come on.

House is clear.

Where is she?

She's on the other side

of the house. She's leaving.

Go.

You should have

visual on the car.

I see her!

Got her.

Shit.

Shit!

On the move.

She's on the main

road going around the lake.

Cut through the woods

to intercept.

Well done.

Yes, ma'am.

You can't blame me

for leaving that day.

"That day"?

This is not about a day.

It's about a lifetime.

Are you not

Lisbeth Salander...

the righter of wrongs...

the girl who hurts men

who hurt women?

All those lucky ladies...

wives...

mothers...

sisters.

I could never

figure it out.

Why did you

help everyone but me?

For 16 years...

every day...

you chose not to save me.

I couldn't.

I c...

I couldn't go back.

Why?

You chose him.

No!

Oh, yes.

Okay. Okay.

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