Conspiracy of Silence (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - Lazarus - full transcript
Well, I'm actually in Jordan.
I can't...
Okay, she was...
Pippi is with me.
I found her in my bag.
I don't know.
But... I have to go.
I have to focus on my job.
Bye. Thank you.
Welcome. I'm Julienne.
- Åsa.
I'm portraying strong, successful women,
as an inspiration to younger women
who visit our Lifestyle site.
Can I use this?
- Sure, sure.
I thought it was a magazine.
- It used to be a magazine.
But today everything is on the internet.
Actually, we have more readers
than ever before.
I must say, the other people
that I have interviewed before,
are like CEOs, actors and musicians...
Their working place looks nothing
like this. I mean, no offense...
That's okay, I know.
This is my kingdom.
Julienne! You need to come.
- Sorry.
What's going on?
We need some diazepine.
Could you help me?
Come, come.
You just help me.
You hold him strongly.
Thank you.
It's his third seizure. We must get
him to hospital as soon as possible.
Okay, Afesh. Breathe.
Don't move.
It's fixed.
I'm really happy. Thank you so much.
It'll be a great article.
And good luck.
You're doing a great job here.
Okay, bye.
- Have a safe trip back.
ON MY WAY HOME.
MISS YOU.
All I'm saying is, that grenade
launcher shouldn't be here at all.
One of many things
that shouldn't be here.
Pain level, one to ten?
- Two.
A Sandersvik S58. It looked worn.
Perhaps 30 years old.
So technically,
it could be my fault that it's here.
Chéri, stop.
What is done is done.
What you did then has nothing to do
with who you are today.
You need to let it go. Okay?
- Okay, but it worries me.
They have their eyes on us.
Driving by, closer than ever before.
Should you really move Afesh?
- Yeah.
They are looking for him.
- We have to.
He will not survive here.
Don't worry. We'll drive out
in the dark tonight.
Just as we have done before.
And two? Really?
- Okay. Three.
Yeah, come on. Just say it.
- No. You know.
And you know.
I don't want your kidney.
If you don't want it,
you can give it to someone else.
So please,
let's just enjoy what we've got.
Yeah?
- Yeah.
And on that note...
Yes, yes, yes!
- Yes, yes, yes!
Yes...
To yet another day in paradise.
Another day in paradise.
Oh la la. Mon Dieu!
I'll get us a new one tomorrow
in Ramtha.
For me?
- For me.
Okay...
Don't worry, Afesh. We'll be there
in a few hours. Okay?
Slowly, guys...
Okay, great. Let's go.
Bye.
Don't forget.
- Chocolate. I know.
You need to let me out!
You need to let me out of here!
Julienne!
Julienne!
CONSPIRACY OF SILENCE
I'm here until tomorrow morning.
- Okay.
How long are you here for?
Yeah? Tomorrow morning.
You still remember.
- How could I forget?
You only drink cheap Irish whiskey.
- I like to keep it simple.
You think it's simple to find cheap
whiskey in a place like this?
What's that?
- I'm detoxing.
I asked for a lot of ginger.
You tell me, is that a lot of ginger?
I'm terribly sorry, sir.
- Taste it!
You're right, sir.
I'll get you a new one.
How's your daughter these days?
She's getting there.
Slow and steady.
- Good.
Because I think it's time for you
to get back to the big boys' table.
Looking good.
- Hi, Anders. How are you?
Enjoying the fair?
- Always. Welcome to my world.
How do you find it? It's your first?
- Yes. I can't complain.
I've been quite busy here.
- Busy? Good.
Got five minutes?
I'll show you something.
A new missile system, RPGs,
service, follow ups...
What is this?
- They want to buy your weapons.
It's a deal worth approximately
500-million euros.
You bring it to me? Just like that?
- Maybe more.
They want to close immediately,
and they're willing to pay for that.
Are you sure your contact represents
the Indonesian government?
Yeah, we go way back.
Twenty years. More.
I know. Indonesia, right?
When you're drowning, you grab on
to whatever device you can find.
And who is drowning in this scenario?
Skip the "we're doing great" act.
I know why the owners
in Brussels put you in charge.
How long did they give you to get
back in black? A year? Less?
She was in the middle of everything.
And then... poof, gone.
So absurd...
Have I told you that I love you?
- Always.
But keep telling us.
Life is a gift.
- That's beautiful.
Why not get it tattooed on our backs?
You get "Life is,"
and I get "a gift."
Make it into a whole sentence.
- When we're naked.
It's such a cliché, but it's true.
You can die at any moment.
The risk is slightly higher
in a war zone,
than in an office in Stockholm.
I think we should let Dad
have Nike tomorrow.
Tilda can't. Fanny's sick.
You've switched your on-call twice.
Can't you bring her
to your editorial meeting?
Can't you take her to the hospital?
We should give him a chance.
He's been trying so hard
and he deserves it.
Just for a few hours.
Do you have a better idea?
No?
- No.
Can I have the phone?
Hi.
- Hi.
What are you doing tomorrow?
- Nothing special.
Why? Yes!
Absolutely! No problem.
Nine o'clock, my place.
Daddy! Seriously,
I leave you for five minutes.
I will be working hard, Johanna.
I can't ignore my customers, can I?
- No, that would be terrible...
They need weapons. There aren't
enough weapons in this world.
Not enough Swedish weapons.
- Yeah, right.
I keep the industry going.
Creating jobs.
I'm a working-class hero.
- Yeah, dream on.
So?
Are you just teasing me with that?
- No, there is a reason.
My birthday is not until Saturday.
- It's not for you.
I've been offered a job!
Assistant Art Director
at Ohlsson & Lagerlöf.
I start next week!
Oh, come on...
I'm happy.
Just don't rush in to anything.
I'm not rushing.
It's been five years.
Right?
So cheers. To me.
- Yes.
Johanna...
Cheers to you.
- Cheers.
You're the best.
- Thank you, I know.
Hello.
- Hello!
How lovely to... Oh, no.
You don't normally do that.
Hi there.
Shall we look at the fish?
Shall we look at the fish?
I'll leave some food here.
- Okay. Look.
She usually eats
around 11:30, 12:00.
I'll leave her stuff here.
Just heat it up in the microwave.
Then she sleeps, but no more
than an hour, otherwise...
she can't go to sleep at night.
You won't find anything. Look.
We'll be fine.
SANDERSVIK UNDER THREAT
BELGIAN OWNERS
DISAPPOINTED
Not a very flattering picture.
The headline isn't much better.
"Incoming orders Q1 and Q2 are
at an all-time low.
"Matched only by the '90s crisis."
- How do they know that before me?
Because I told them.
- What?
INSTITUTE FOR
STRATEGIC PRODUCTS
Thank you for seeing us
at such short notice, Jarl.
I understood it was urgent.
We try to be accommodating.
Hello. Maggie van Haal.
- Jarl Myrbrand. Welcome.
This way, please.
So... that means that Indonesia
has been in touch?
Yes, they are very eager
and know what they want.
But they don't offer anything in return.
They still haven't signed
the end-user agreement, for example.
Change takes time. They're moving
in the right direction.
We have to ensure that the products
end up in the right place.
Sometimes you have to be firm with them.
I'm sorry if I'm repeating
what you just said.
But there are already deals in place
between Sweden and Indonesia.
Surely this is just routine?
- Yes, more or less.
I hope less.
Did you read the paper?
A few hundred Sandersvik employees
are worried about their jobs.
Miss van Haal,
I'm not sure what you are used to.
But in Sweden we do things thoroughly.
Yes. I'm all for that.
I am. I'd never agree to a deal
that wasn't 100% legitimate.
That separates my company
from many others.
But if I don't show progress,
my bosses will take production
elsewhere, outside of Sweden.
A quick green light would help
the Swedish defense industry.
And by the way,
it's Mrs. van Haal.
Hi. Is Martin Linde still here?
Martin?
- Yes.
He owned this place back in the '80s.
It looks the same, so I thought...
Marianne?
- It doesn't matter.
Sorry for bothering you.
Thank you.
Can I help you at all?
HIDDEN TRUTHS: THE FACTS
NO ONE ELSE TALKS ABOUT
NEED HELP WITH AN ID.
DOES ANYONE RECOGNIZE HIM?
You know what the round fish is called?
Clown fish.
Like in the circus.
And the flat one is a butterfly...
WHEN WAS THIS TAKEN?
WHERE?
Damn!
I thought you were dead.
Sit down.
Robert Kastell.
Well, I'll be damned.
And you call yourself Marianne
these days?
Nice.
Do I still see you about a gun?
- Steady on.
The cash...
How much do you owe?
You borrowed 10,000.
Shall we say 10% interest?
It's fluctuated over the years.
It was 500 percent back in the '90s.
So, 10%, times 30 years...
If we round off...
Forty thousand?
They'll sure come in handy.
Business hasn't exactly
been flourishing.
The murder of Palme and that shit...
Everybody thought
I had something to do with it.
I've had all kind of nutters
running around here.
But when you've paid up,
I'll definitely try and help you.
Of course, I'll pay you.
But I don't have any cash right now.
So if I can have a weapon for now,
then we can...
Why are you back, Robert?
I think to myself:
he's back to finish something off.
Come full circle and all that shit.
How do I know I'll get my money?
- Because you have my word.
Good Lord...
You really have been gone
a long time. "You have my word."
But I like you.
What exactly do you need?
Who is it?
- It's a long story.
No one you'd be interested in.
He had nothing to do with Palme.
Give me the phone.
- I have a child in the car.
Who are you?
- My name is Rolf Höglund.
I know who you are.
Robert Kastell.
You don't want to wake
the little girl, do you?
Please, put the knife away.
I know who you are and what you do.
I wouldn't approach you
without "life insurance."
Unless I stop it, the fact
that you're alive will go viral.
I guess that's something
you'd rather avoid.
Bullshit. You're lying.
- No.
Hi, Dad.
I finished earlier than I thought,
so I'm on my way.
See you in a bit.
I've devoted over 30 years to exposing
all the shit
within Swedish arms exports.
I was this close in the late '80s.
Bofors was just the tip of the iceberg,
but I couldn't finish it.
Never managed to tie everything
to you and your pals.
Then Bratt beat me to it.
But the same shit's going on today.
Despite laws and fucking
Export Control Councils.
It only looks cleaner on the surface.
Forty-five percent of all the
corruption within world trade...
involve arms.
Sweden is one of the biggest
manufacturers in the world.
You can bet your ass we're involved.
Just to show you that I'm not crazy...
Just Google it:
"Swedish arms in Burma."
How did they get there?
Here we have...
an investigation regarding bribery...
in South Africa was suddenly dropped.
Anders Spetz, Swedish arms dealer.
How clean is he?
It's all foundations,
off-shore accounts.
Impossible to penetrate.
Or David Hatch here.
The hub around which
the illegal arms trade revolves.
I know it,
I just can't prove it... yet.
But you...
You can do it.
You know.
He's not here.
No, and I checked the playground.
He's not there either.
"Told you so"?
How can you know that?
I'll call you back.
Dad! Where have you been?
- Look, Nike.
Where have you been?
- Mommy's here.
Let me smell your breath!
- Look, Mama.
You don't even have a car seat.
She couldn't sleep.
You used to fall asleep in the car.
We didn't have car seats.
- But we don't want her to die.
If it was Mario's decision,
you would never see Nike.
Why do you do this?
You're so stupid.
I'm sorry.
Something came up.
What?
- A guy who's been gone for 30 years.
He knows everything. He can testify
on how these arms deals are done.
Shut up, Dad.
I don't even want to hear about this.
You feel like a journalist again,
but nobody else sees you in that way.
All we see is an alcoholic ex-reporter
who made a fool of himself.
Stay away. Forget about seeing Nike
ever again. Bye.
PERSEVERANCE TRIUMPHS!
MY EFFORTS ARE
ABOUT TO PAY OFF.
A NEW WITNESS IS GOING
TO WREAK HAVOC
ON SWEDISH ARMS EXPORTS!
Excuse me?
Can I help you?
- No.
I'm an old friend of Louise.
I saw that the sign was still there.
He had his chance and he fucked up.
I know, it's your dad, but...
he needed to hear that.
Don't back down. Wait for him
to call you and apologize this time.
Keys to the boat. It belongs
to a friend, so look after it.
Considering your history
with boats, I mean.
Shirt and pants.
SIG P226. A classic.
CZ 75B.
Very robust, like me.
Glock 19. As boring as you are.
The SIG... got a silencer?
Will you be needing any ammunition?
What do you say?
- Thanks.
You're not gonna stiff me, are you?
- I gave you my word.
Hello. Happy birthday.
- Thank you.
Hi.
- Hi. Come in.
Okay...
What's your name?
- Elin.
Hello Elin...
I have to take this.
Maggie?
- Have you seen the news?
I have a board meeting in two days.
I need to make them happy.
You will. Jarl said so himself.
This is a routine matter.
He also said
if nothing unexpected happens.
And this feels pretty damn unexpected.
Try to look past
your feelings for a second
and listen to my experience.
I tell you, this will pass.
It's a promise.
Well, it better.
- It will.
Okay. Talk to you later.
And...
Happy birthday.
Surprise! Happy birthday.
Did you like my present?
Mr. Hatch was just telling me about
how you two met.
Apparently, you stole a deal from him?
Yeah. I guess I did.
If by "stole" you mean "won."
Ha bloody ha.
History is written by the victors.
It was the start of a friendship
that was profitable for both of us.
To state the obvious.
Is it a good idea to be seen together?
Come on. Two longtime colleagues
celebrating a birthday.
Who could possibly be upset?
- I can think of a few...
Relax.
We're among friends here, right?
Who would tell?
So, did you like my present?
You know, she had
two very, very big... eyes.
Your favorite part of
the female anatomy?
No problem.
Anything for a friend, right?
Yeah. I'm sorry, David.
I really need to get this.
What are they saying?
That's just ridiculous.
Because he's been dead for 30 years.
What?
Send it right away.
"You need to let it go."
That was one of the last things
she said before she died.
Her name was Julienne.
She was blown up by a grenade launcher.
Yet another meaningless casualty.
An innocent victim.
Because of the shit we were doing.
And you're still doing.
We did a lot of very stupid things,
Robert.
And I'm sorry if something
has made you feel this way.
Oh, you're sorry?
What are you sorry about?
Please, tell me.
What do you want now?
Justice.
What we did keeps haunting me.
Everything was taken away from me,
just like 30 years ago.
It was you who ran away.
- You were going to kill me!
What choice did I have?
- You've had a choice all along.
Who do you think comforted Louise?
Where were you when Louise got sick?
Damn you...
Daddy?
Get rid of her.
- Dad, what are you doing?
I was just going to...
I'm coming.
Come on, it's starting now.
- In a minute.
Hurry!
Louise...
Louise was pregnant
when you disappeared.
She didn't know.
What are you talking about?
- Louise was pregnant with your baby.
She gave birth
to a beautiful little girl.
Her name is Johanna.
I can't...
Okay, she was...
Pippi is with me.
I found her in my bag.
I don't know.
But... I have to go.
I have to focus on my job.
Bye. Thank you.
Welcome. I'm Julienne.
- Åsa.
I'm portraying strong, successful women,
as an inspiration to younger women
who visit our Lifestyle site.
Can I use this?
- Sure, sure.
I thought it was a magazine.
- It used to be a magazine.
But today everything is on the internet.
Actually, we have more readers
than ever before.
I must say, the other people
that I have interviewed before,
are like CEOs, actors and musicians...
Their working place looks nothing
like this. I mean, no offense...
That's okay, I know.
This is my kingdom.
Julienne! You need to come.
- Sorry.
What's going on?
We need some diazepine.
Could you help me?
Come, come.
You just help me.
You hold him strongly.
Thank you.
It's his third seizure. We must get
him to hospital as soon as possible.
Okay, Afesh. Breathe.
Don't move.
It's fixed.
I'm really happy. Thank you so much.
It'll be a great article.
And good luck.
You're doing a great job here.
Okay, bye.
- Have a safe trip back.
ON MY WAY HOME.
MISS YOU.
All I'm saying is, that grenade
launcher shouldn't be here at all.
One of many things
that shouldn't be here.
Pain level, one to ten?
- Two.
A Sandersvik S58. It looked worn.
Perhaps 30 years old.
So technically,
it could be my fault that it's here.
Chéri, stop.
What is done is done.
What you did then has nothing to do
with who you are today.
You need to let it go. Okay?
- Okay, but it worries me.
They have their eyes on us.
Driving by, closer than ever before.
Should you really move Afesh?
- Yeah.
They are looking for him.
- We have to.
He will not survive here.
Don't worry. We'll drive out
in the dark tonight.
Just as we have done before.
And two? Really?
- Okay. Three.
Yeah, come on. Just say it.
- No. You know.
And you know.
I don't want your kidney.
If you don't want it,
you can give it to someone else.
So please,
let's just enjoy what we've got.
Yeah?
- Yeah.
And on that note...
Yes, yes, yes!
- Yes, yes, yes!
Yes...
To yet another day in paradise.
Another day in paradise.
Oh la la. Mon Dieu!
I'll get us a new one tomorrow
in Ramtha.
For me?
- For me.
Okay...
Don't worry, Afesh. We'll be there
in a few hours. Okay?
Slowly, guys...
Okay, great. Let's go.
Bye.
Don't forget.
- Chocolate. I know.
You need to let me out!
You need to let me out of here!
Julienne!
Julienne!
CONSPIRACY OF SILENCE
I'm here until tomorrow morning.
- Okay.
How long are you here for?
Yeah? Tomorrow morning.
You still remember.
- How could I forget?
You only drink cheap Irish whiskey.
- I like to keep it simple.
You think it's simple to find cheap
whiskey in a place like this?
What's that?
- I'm detoxing.
I asked for a lot of ginger.
You tell me, is that a lot of ginger?
I'm terribly sorry, sir.
- Taste it!
You're right, sir.
I'll get you a new one.
How's your daughter these days?
She's getting there.
Slow and steady.
- Good.
Because I think it's time for you
to get back to the big boys' table.
Looking good.
- Hi, Anders. How are you?
Enjoying the fair?
- Always. Welcome to my world.
How do you find it? It's your first?
- Yes. I can't complain.
I've been quite busy here.
- Busy? Good.
Got five minutes?
I'll show you something.
A new missile system, RPGs,
service, follow ups...
What is this?
- They want to buy your weapons.
It's a deal worth approximately
500-million euros.
You bring it to me? Just like that?
- Maybe more.
They want to close immediately,
and they're willing to pay for that.
Are you sure your contact represents
the Indonesian government?
Yeah, we go way back.
Twenty years. More.
I know. Indonesia, right?
When you're drowning, you grab on
to whatever device you can find.
And who is drowning in this scenario?
Skip the "we're doing great" act.
I know why the owners
in Brussels put you in charge.
How long did they give you to get
back in black? A year? Less?
She was in the middle of everything.
And then... poof, gone.
So absurd...
Have I told you that I love you?
- Always.
But keep telling us.
Life is a gift.
- That's beautiful.
Why not get it tattooed on our backs?
You get "Life is,"
and I get "a gift."
Make it into a whole sentence.
- When we're naked.
It's such a cliché, but it's true.
You can die at any moment.
The risk is slightly higher
in a war zone,
than in an office in Stockholm.
I think we should let Dad
have Nike tomorrow.
Tilda can't. Fanny's sick.
You've switched your on-call twice.
Can't you bring her
to your editorial meeting?
Can't you take her to the hospital?
We should give him a chance.
He's been trying so hard
and he deserves it.
Just for a few hours.
Do you have a better idea?
No?
- No.
Can I have the phone?
Hi.
- Hi.
What are you doing tomorrow?
- Nothing special.
Why? Yes!
Absolutely! No problem.
Nine o'clock, my place.
Daddy! Seriously,
I leave you for five minutes.
I will be working hard, Johanna.
I can't ignore my customers, can I?
- No, that would be terrible...
They need weapons. There aren't
enough weapons in this world.
Not enough Swedish weapons.
- Yeah, right.
I keep the industry going.
Creating jobs.
I'm a working-class hero.
- Yeah, dream on.
So?
Are you just teasing me with that?
- No, there is a reason.
My birthday is not until Saturday.
- It's not for you.
I've been offered a job!
Assistant Art Director
at Ohlsson & Lagerlöf.
I start next week!
Oh, come on...
I'm happy.
Just don't rush in to anything.
I'm not rushing.
It's been five years.
Right?
So cheers. To me.
- Yes.
Johanna...
Cheers to you.
- Cheers.
You're the best.
- Thank you, I know.
Hello.
- Hello!
How lovely to... Oh, no.
You don't normally do that.
Hi there.
Shall we look at the fish?
Shall we look at the fish?
I'll leave some food here.
- Okay. Look.
She usually eats
around 11:30, 12:00.
I'll leave her stuff here.
Just heat it up in the microwave.
Then she sleeps, but no more
than an hour, otherwise...
she can't go to sleep at night.
You won't find anything. Look.
We'll be fine.
SANDERSVIK UNDER THREAT
BELGIAN OWNERS
DISAPPOINTED
Not a very flattering picture.
The headline isn't much better.
"Incoming orders Q1 and Q2 are
at an all-time low.
"Matched only by the '90s crisis."
- How do they know that before me?
Because I told them.
- What?
INSTITUTE FOR
STRATEGIC PRODUCTS
Thank you for seeing us
at such short notice, Jarl.
I understood it was urgent.
We try to be accommodating.
Hello. Maggie van Haal.
- Jarl Myrbrand. Welcome.
This way, please.
So... that means that Indonesia
has been in touch?
Yes, they are very eager
and know what they want.
But they don't offer anything in return.
They still haven't signed
the end-user agreement, for example.
Change takes time. They're moving
in the right direction.
We have to ensure that the products
end up in the right place.
Sometimes you have to be firm with them.
I'm sorry if I'm repeating
what you just said.
But there are already deals in place
between Sweden and Indonesia.
Surely this is just routine?
- Yes, more or less.
I hope less.
Did you read the paper?
A few hundred Sandersvik employees
are worried about their jobs.
Miss van Haal,
I'm not sure what you are used to.
But in Sweden we do things thoroughly.
Yes. I'm all for that.
I am. I'd never agree to a deal
that wasn't 100% legitimate.
That separates my company
from many others.
But if I don't show progress,
my bosses will take production
elsewhere, outside of Sweden.
A quick green light would help
the Swedish defense industry.
And by the way,
it's Mrs. van Haal.
Hi. Is Martin Linde still here?
Martin?
- Yes.
He owned this place back in the '80s.
It looks the same, so I thought...
Marianne?
- It doesn't matter.
Sorry for bothering you.
Thank you.
Can I help you at all?
HIDDEN TRUTHS: THE FACTS
NO ONE ELSE TALKS ABOUT
NEED HELP WITH AN ID.
DOES ANYONE RECOGNIZE HIM?
You know what the round fish is called?
Clown fish.
Like in the circus.
And the flat one is a butterfly...
WHEN WAS THIS TAKEN?
WHERE?
Damn!
I thought you were dead.
Sit down.
Robert Kastell.
Well, I'll be damned.
And you call yourself Marianne
these days?
Nice.
Do I still see you about a gun?
- Steady on.
The cash...
How much do you owe?
You borrowed 10,000.
Shall we say 10% interest?
It's fluctuated over the years.
It was 500 percent back in the '90s.
So, 10%, times 30 years...
If we round off...
Forty thousand?
They'll sure come in handy.
Business hasn't exactly
been flourishing.
The murder of Palme and that shit...
Everybody thought
I had something to do with it.
I've had all kind of nutters
running around here.
But when you've paid up,
I'll definitely try and help you.
Of course, I'll pay you.
But I don't have any cash right now.
So if I can have a weapon for now,
then we can...
Why are you back, Robert?
I think to myself:
he's back to finish something off.
Come full circle and all that shit.
How do I know I'll get my money?
- Because you have my word.
Good Lord...
You really have been gone
a long time. "You have my word."
But I like you.
What exactly do you need?
Who is it?
- It's a long story.
No one you'd be interested in.
He had nothing to do with Palme.
Give me the phone.
- I have a child in the car.
Who are you?
- My name is Rolf Höglund.
I know who you are.
Robert Kastell.
You don't want to wake
the little girl, do you?
Please, put the knife away.
I know who you are and what you do.
I wouldn't approach you
without "life insurance."
Unless I stop it, the fact
that you're alive will go viral.
I guess that's something
you'd rather avoid.
Bullshit. You're lying.
- No.
Hi, Dad.
I finished earlier than I thought,
so I'm on my way.
See you in a bit.
I've devoted over 30 years to exposing
all the shit
within Swedish arms exports.
I was this close in the late '80s.
Bofors was just the tip of the iceberg,
but I couldn't finish it.
Never managed to tie everything
to you and your pals.
Then Bratt beat me to it.
But the same shit's going on today.
Despite laws and fucking
Export Control Councils.
It only looks cleaner on the surface.
Forty-five percent of all the
corruption within world trade...
involve arms.
Sweden is one of the biggest
manufacturers in the world.
You can bet your ass we're involved.
Just to show you that I'm not crazy...
Just Google it:
"Swedish arms in Burma."
How did they get there?
Here we have...
an investigation regarding bribery...
in South Africa was suddenly dropped.
Anders Spetz, Swedish arms dealer.
How clean is he?
It's all foundations,
off-shore accounts.
Impossible to penetrate.
Or David Hatch here.
The hub around which
the illegal arms trade revolves.
I know it,
I just can't prove it... yet.
But you...
You can do it.
You know.
He's not here.
No, and I checked the playground.
He's not there either.
"Told you so"?
How can you know that?
I'll call you back.
Dad! Where have you been?
- Look, Nike.
Where have you been?
- Mommy's here.
Let me smell your breath!
- Look, Mama.
You don't even have a car seat.
She couldn't sleep.
You used to fall asleep in the car.
We didn't have car seats.
- But we don't want her to die.
If it was Mario's decision,
you would never see Nike.
Why do you do this?
You're so stupid.
I'm sorry.
Something came up.
What?
- A guy who's been gone for 30 years.
He knows everything. He can testify
on how these arms deals are done.
Shut up, Dad.
I don't even want to hear about this.
You feel like a journalist again,
but nobody else sees you in that way.
All we see is an alcoholic ex-reporter
who made a fool of himself.
Stay away. Forget about seeing Nike
ever again. Bye.
PERSEVERANCE TRIUMPHS!
MY EFFORTS ARE
ABOUT TO PAY OFF.
A NEW WITNESS IS GOING
TO WREAK HAVOC
ON SWEDISH ARMS EXPORTS!
Excuse me?
Can I help you?
- No.
I'm an old friend of Louise.
I saw that the sign was still there.
He had his chance and he fucked up.
I know, it's your dad, but...
he needed to hear that.
Don't back down. Wait for him
to call you and apologize this time.
Keys to the boat. It belongs
to a friend, so look after it.
Considering your history
with boats, I mean.
Shirt and pants.
SIG P226. A classic.
CZ 75B.
Very robust, like me.
Glock 19. As boring as you are.
The SIG... got a silencer?
Will you be needing any ammunition?
What do you say?
- Thanks.
You're not gonna stiff me, are you?
- I gave you my word.
Hello. Happy birthday.
- Thank you.
Hi.
- Hi. Come in.
Okay...
What's your name?
- Elin.
Hello Elin...
I have to take this.
Maggie?
- Have you seen the news?
I have a board meeting in two days.
I need to make them happy.
You will. Jarl said so himself.
This is a routine matter.
He also said
if nothing unexpected happens.
And this feels pretty damn unexpected.
Try to look past
your feelings for a second
and listen to my experience.
I tell you, this will pass.
It's a promise.
Well, it better.
- It will.
Okay. Talk to you later.
And...
Happy birthday.
Surprise! Happy birthday.
Did you like my present?
Mr. Hatch was just telling me about
how you two met.
Apparently, you stole a deal from him?
Yeah. I guess I did.
If by "stole" you mean "won."
Ha bloody ha.
History is written by the victors.
It was the start of a friendship
that was profitable for both of us.
To state the obvious.
Is it a good idea to be seen together?
Come on. Two longtime colleagues
celebrating a birthday.
Who could possibly be upset?
- I can think of a few...
Relax.
We're among friends here, right?
Who would tell?
So, did you like my present?
You know, she had
two very, very big... eyes.
Your favorite part of
the female anatomy?
No problem.
Anything for a friend, right?
Yeah. I'm sorry, David.
I really need to get this.
What are they saying?
That's just ridiculous.
Because he's been dead for 30 years.
What?
Send it right away.
"You need to let it go."
That was one of the last things
she said before she died.
Her name was Julienne.
She was blown up by a grenade launcher.
Yet another meaningless casualty.
An innocent victim.
Because of the shit we were doing.
And you're still doing.
We did a lot of very stupid things,
Robert.
And I'm sorry if something
has made you feel this way.
Oh, you're sorry?
What are you sorry about?
Please, tell me.
What do you want now?
Justice.
What we did keeps haunting me.
Everything was taken away from me,
just like 30 years ago.
It was you who ran away.
- You were going to kill me!
What choice did I have?
- You've had a choice all along.
Who do you think comforted Louise?
Where were you when Louise got sick?
Damn you...
Daddy?
Get rid of her.
- Dad, what are you doing?
I was just going to...
I'm coming.
Come on, it's starting now.
- In a minute.
Hurry!
Louise...
Louise was pregnant
when you disappeared.
She didn't know.
What are you talking about?
- Louise was pregnant with your baby.
She gave birth
to a beautiful little girl.
Her name is Johanna.