Conspiracy of Silence (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Past, Present and Future - full transcript

It's me. He got away.

CONSPIRACY OF SILENCE

It can't just be a coincidence.

An opinion piece about Swedish arms
exports that singles out Indonesia

the day before a visit
from the Export Control Council.

No, this is an inside leak.

The last time anyone leaked, it was you.

That's a joke, right?

I have to ask. I'm drafting a reply.

No reply. It's less than a week
before they vote. No time for debate.

We have one shot at this.
That's tomorrow.



I will find your leak before then.
- And I'll get to know your daughter.

I'm really grateful.
That means a lot to us.

Listen, I'm not a saint.
I have my reasons.

Now I know you will do anything
to save the company.

See you soon.

Good thing I drop by sometimes,
so this gets a little love.

Are you sure this is everything?
- Yep.

He must have more.

Focus, Henrik!

You don't look after it.

I regret giving it to you.
- Sit down.

We can't wait for his move.
We have to get to him first.

Hi, you must be Johanna.
So nice to meet you.

Welcome to the great city of Sandersvik.



How was your trip?
- Very nice.

Thank you for picking me up.
- It's on my way to the office anyway.

What's that sound?
- What sound?

That.
- Oh, that!

Can't believe I just did that.
That's our test range.

People who live here are so used
to it, they don't hear it anymore.

I guess I'm one of them now.

I know what you're thinking.

I live in a big city myself.
I live in Brussels.

You don't mind traveling here
all the time?

It's not so much about me
because my husband is very sick.

He has a degenerative muscle disease.

I'm sorry.

You can't help but feel worried...

Hello. Good morning.
- Hey. Good morning.

Johanna Månsson, the latest addition
to our communications department.

This is Bodil,
world's best receptionist,

who makes everything work around here.

That's Rikard.
He works in Accounts.

Hello. Rikard.
- Johanna.

This was rather sudden,
but you'll get your entry pass later.

Welcome.
- Thanks.

So, let's introduce you
to the others. See you later.

See you.

This is our kitchen. Good morning.

Tea and coffee
and all those kind of things.

And this is Jochum,
our Head of Communications.

Jochum Larsson.
- Johanna Månsson.

And this is Sandra.

This will be your desk.

And over there is Pontus and Rafaela.

You'll have to dive right into it.

Tomorrow is a big day for us.
The ISP is coming tomorrow.

Inspectorate of Strategic Products.
They issue permits

for export of defense material.

We have to make them like us.

We focus on safety, history, technology.

Great. Well, I'm ready. Let's go.

Hi, Stefan. This is Åsa,
Rolf Höglund's daughter.

I'd just like to see
if you've heard anything.

No, I'm sorry.

As I explained,
our resources are limited.

I do understand that, but...

I just have a feeling that something
has happened to him. Something bad.

I looked for him, like you said,
and tracked his phone.

I ended up with a man who lived
in the forest and had my dad's phone.

He was violent and scary
and quite threatening.

I don't know what to say...

I'm making up all kinds
of theories and crazy stuff.

I understand, but that rarely
results in anything good.

But I'll see what I can find out.
- Thank you. Bye.

Tarik thinks that because I play
floorball two nights a week,

he can't do anything. "Why not do
something while I'm at floorball?"

Key?
- Yeah.

Hello?

It's the police. Anybody here.

Hello?

Who are you?
- Just let me go.

Do you live here? Rolf?

I just want to leave before we do
something we'll both regret.

Down on the floor!
- Please, don't do this.

I said, down on the floor!

Drop the gun!
- Not gonna happen.

I'm asking you to drop your weapon.

No! I'll shoot! Drop it!

Sorry. You should've done
what I told you.

You stink.

Maybe it's because I've been
a dry cleaner for thirty years,

but this was almost insanely satisfying.

At least they won't be able
to smell you out now.

A man can change?
Isn't that what you said?

I told them to let me go.

They were police officers.
What were they supposed to do?

What was I supposed to do?

I'm more curious
about what you're going to do now?

Your documents are gone.
The journalist is gone.

All the material
he was talking about is gone.

Or else it's hidden somewhere
other than in his apartment.

If it ever existed.
- I think he was right.

Something big is happening.

If I can prove
that Anders is involved...

Then you can get your revenge,

and affect the entire
Swedish arms trade.

Perhaps be awarded
the Nobel Peace Prize?

How do you think you're doing?

You can't stay here.

The neighbors aren't keen
on people who shoot cops.

I can respect that,
but I'll work something out.

On a different note...
Can you get hold of cortisone?

I have this problem with my kidneys.

The Association for Peace
are very pleased,

with the attention
the article has received.

Hey! Stop!

He took my phone.

Here.

It was the woman you showed me.

You're sure?
- Totally.

And I stopped it from locking.
- I see that. Good job.

Thanks. See ya.
- I doubt it.

That's a strong one, I think.
And that one.

Come in.

Hi. Can I show you something?
- Of course.

Remember what you said earlier
about finding something special here?

I think I found it.
Or at least some of it.

The people living here.
Who depend on the company.

Both for security, but also for work.

What if we put these people
in the center?

Sandersvik is Sandersvik.
Past, present and future.

Yeah, that's actually very good.
I like it. Let's go with this.

Great.
- Good job.

Thank you. See you later.

It was Niloufar Ardalan
who leaked the information.

Okay, well, no surprise there, I guess.

Ten emails from her
to the person behind the article.

So, what do we do now? Sue?
- Let's just avoid the article.

We don't even comment on it.
It's just like feeding the monster.

We want them to think about anything
but that article.

The delegates are intelligent people.
They want us to reassure them.

They want to say yes.
Not Ardalan, but the others.

It's human nature, Maggie.

We're all looking for unity,
to be part of the pack.

Our job is to make that easier.
By showing them the right things.

History, work opportunities,
cutting-edge technology.

People. This town.

Sorry, but your daughter just said
something very similar.

She did?
- Yeah.

I told you she's good.
- She's good.

Mind if I...?

Want some coffee?
- No, I've already had five cups.

Okay, let's get on.
I'll start with a...

See ya.

Listen, don't worry.
He's a bit special, so to speak...

I know what it's like. I moved here
from Stockholm a year ago.

So you can always ask me.

Don't do anything stupid now.

Robert Kastell.

It's a big deal for me,
standing here with you.

I've heard so much about you.

When I first started working
for Anders, I actually hated you.

Robert, the legend.

It was always "Robert did this"
and "Robert did that."

How can I ever compare with him?

You were a machine, Robert.

A fucking machine.

I began to create my own image of you.

And slowly, very slowly,

the hatred started to give way
to respect. Admiration, almost.

In a way, I'm a bit disappointed that
I managed to trick you like this.

Hello.

It's not personal, Robert.
You know that.

You've been me after all.
I'm just the messenger.

You don't kill the messenger.

Where's Rolf Höglund?
Is he still alive?

Would you have answered?

Where's Höglund?
You've got three seconds.

What are you doing?
Why didn't you shoot?

If I'd have shot him, I'd never
get hold of Höglund's material!

And now you think you will?

Thanks.

The forensic investigation is done,
so it's all yours.

So you know it's a man
in his forties with a beard.

Just like the man
who threatened me in the forest.

It's a fairly common description.

Our hypothesis is that it was a junkie,

who was interrupted by the officers.

How common is it for junkies
to shoot police officers?

Not very common, but it happens.

Thieves keep tabs on apartments,
mail and when people are away.

I have to get back now, but...

We'll get him.
- Thanks.

We have to pick up Nike.

Yes, but we also have to clear up here.

You choose.

Give me the car key.

I can't do the food shopping.
- I'll pick up some pizzas.

See you at home.

Hi.

And some licorice pastils, please.

Did you see the cops?
- No.

My god. Finally. I've had
four break-ins here. Nobody cares.

I had to install
my own security cameras.

Anything else?

How long is the footage saved?
- A week.

Can you go back to last Monday?
- Yes.

That's you.

Stop.

I have a customer. You zoom here.
You know how to do it.

Hi.
- Hello.

Eat here or takeaway?
- Takeaway, please.

What a day, huh?
- One second. Sorry.

Hi, Jens.

Not brilliant. It's a bit chaotic.
Or I...

Are you busy? Can I pick your brain
about something? Can we meet?

Great. I'm at Astas Bar.

It's in Lidingö. You can google it.

Hi! Come in.

Nice!
- Someone has to welcome you.

This is where I live.
I'm borrowing the apartment.

I'll find some glasses.
So nice of you to bring champagne.

I'm not nice, I'm desperate.
I'm so sick of country folk.

Jochum didn't exactly welcome me.
He didn't say a word to me all day.

He's just trying to act tough.
Brought him home with me one night.

Like that...

Yep.

But I have to ask...

Do you never have any qualms
about what you do here?

You mean what we do?
I only works in Accounts.

I know. But did you see
the article in the paper today?

About where weapons can end up?
- How often does that happen?

If we didn't build them,
then someone else would.

And in Sweden, we have more control.

Aren't those glasses clean now?
- Yes, I think so. Sorry.

This town is a lot more fun
when you're drunk.

I've longed for this.

Ignore the article? Really?

That would be like hiding
and I don't like that.

I don't want to hide.

As if there's not enough tension.

People are really afraid of losing
their jobs.

I can see how they look at me.

They know you're doing all you can.
- Yeah? Do they?

Then why did Bodil stop talking
when I arrived?

I've got to convince the ISP
tomorrow. If I don't, then it's over.

Bodil will kill herself.
- Rikard, it's their lives.

These people have worked here
for years. It's the future too.

Tell me more about this future.

I like Sandersvik.
- Sandersvik likes you too.

A lot. You've got this.

I do?
- Yeah. Sure.

Dead drunk as you can see.

But the owner swears that
he didn't have a drop that day.

You don't recognize the other guy?
- No.

It's not the man from the forest.
He had a beard.

Just like the guy
who broke into the apartment.

I don't know, but I'm just thinking...

what if someone else is looking
for something, too?

What if my dad, crazy as he sounds,
is actually onto something?

You don't believe that?
Okay, I know how it sounds.

I said such awful things to him!

Listen...

I've done the same. Sometimes,
you just have to get it out.

Just like all the other shit.
- Sorry? What did you say?

I'm going to the refrigerator.
Back in a moment.

Hello?

Hi, Nina.

Sorry? No, I can't
get hold of her either. No...

What?

What do you mean "crapped out"?

Thanks.

Oops. I know, I just had to.

I won't tell.

Can I ask you something?
- Yeah.

Promise not to get angry.
- That depends on the question.

Why did you become a lightweight
writer for a lifestyle web magazine?

Award-winning lightweight writer,
if you please.

You were a star
back in journalism school.

You weren't afraid of anything.

You think I lost my fire?

I've written many pieces
about women. Many great...

I'm not even gonna respond to that.

Now you tell me,
why did it end with your girlfriend?

Too much fire? Did you burn out?

I'm not all that easy to live with.
- Really? Is that the truth?

Shit, what's the time?
I have to take this.

Hi.
- Hi.

What are you doing?
I get worried when you don't pick up.

I ended up staying longer at my dad's.

I found some footage
from a security cam...

Nina called. She said you sent her
a piece that wasn't good enough.

You had "crapped out" your article.
Her exact words.

Where are you?
- I'm still at the pizza place.

I needed someone to talk to,
so Jens came over.

That Jens?
- Listen to this.

Dad wasn't drunk. Or he was drunk,
but he hadn't been drinking.

And there was someone with him.

Yeah, that sounds really strange.
But what's Jens doing there?

He rang.
- Does he do that a lot?

No. We met
at the award ceremony, and...

He helped me look for Dad.

Okay. You didn't mention it.
- I wonder why, Mario.

We'll talk later.
- Please, don't hang up...

Thanks.

Where were we?

This is gonna sound strange, but...

I have to go to my dad's
and feed his fish with shrimps.

Bad excuse.
- No, it's true.

Thank you for coming.
- Always.

You know that.

Okay. Bye.

I fell asleep.

Sorry.

I'm afraid his "news-hound nostalgia"
will take you away from me.

What? How stupid is that?
- Very.

Take me away from you?
- Yeah.

There hasn't been anything between
Jens and me in ten years. I love you.

I'm sorry.

I found a key hidden in Dad's fish tank.

I've tried all the cupboards
and drawers, but it didn't fit.

Did you check the basement?
- No.

No key, but look what I found.
Lasagna!

Perhaps those of us
who didn't get pizza...

I'd love some.

People are also working with us...

No, no, we go this way.

Here we make
our most successful product:

The grenade launcher S58, a manned
portable recoilless anti-armor gun,

first designed in the '50s.

It's still being used by the Swedish,
Norwegian and British military.

Sandersvik has also developed
new technology for military scopes.

If you will please all follow me
this way.

It's main objective is to
neutralize armored vehicles.

As you can see, it's very powerful
in relation to its weight.

Which translates as:
very good at killing.

Let's tell it like it is:
These things are made for killing.

My Swedish isn't... Could you
maybe translate your question?

It wasn't a question. I just
translated your words into reality.

These things are made to kill.
- Or to defend us, if we're attacked.

I fled with my parents during the war,

so please don't talk to me
about being attacked.

No, of course not. Sorry.

Perhaps that's enough talking
and walking for now.

We've prepared a nice lunch.
Please, follow me this way.

Nice photographs.

Thank you.
- They're good. Here they are.

Hello.

Thank you.

Yes, please. Thank you.

Beautiful. Good job.
- Thank you.

Everything okay?
- Very good.

Maggie likes you. Of course.

I should've guessed.
- What?

Why you got a job here

when we have not been hiring
for two years.

And a position that no one was
looking to fill. But now I get it.

I hope he's family.

You're not dating the old man?
That would be disgusting.

I welcome you all
to Sandersvik's Brukshotell.

Part of the fascinating history
that surrounds us here.

I'd like to think that my being here
also ties in with history.

Since I live in Belgium,
just like de Geer or de Besche did.

They taught us how to cast iron and
make cannons in the 17th century.

The other day, a major newspaper
published an article,

that questioned the credibility
of the Swedish arms trade.

I would be lying if I said that
we loved the timing of that article.

As you know,
we are trying to close a deal

that is a matter
of life and death to us here.

I know that Indonesia is not
without its problems.

But I believe by connecting them
to us through bilateral business,

we'll help them
keep developing their democracy.

The world is changing,
for the better and for the worse,

but we, who believe in democracy,
must remain strong.

We must demand more, not less,
from our customers.

That is how we can grow. To be
the alternative to the corruption.

Oppose the shady part of our business.

In an unreliable world,
I want people to trust Sandersvik,

to trust Sweden.

We have a good reputation.

Stockholm hosting the upcoming
Nuclear Security Summit proves it.

I say, let's build on that.

Let people come to us because
they want our seal of approval.

Excuse the cliché, but it's true:

Together we can make the world better.

But I need you to trust me.
I would never do anything,

to harm that image of Sandersvik.
Of Sweden.

Thank you.

And enjoy your meal.

Cheers, Maggie. Spot on.
- Thank you.

You like the food?

Made exclusively from organic produce.

Nice speech.

Unfortunately, when profits are low,
ethics have to go.

I don't know that expression.
I'm an immigrant.

But I am familiar with ethics.

What would your colleagues say
if they knew that you leaked

classified information to your
friends at the Association for Peace?

I understand.
We are very similar, you and I.

We do whatever it takes
to get what we want.

We don't let anyone stand
in our way. Do we?

Are you okay?
- What?

Are you okay?
- Yes, I'm okay.

It's just so unpleasant.

How the hell can we discuss weapons
in terms of pros and cons?

As if Sweden had better rules
than other countries.

But other countries don't make
weapons at all. It's a choice.

But a bastard like Anders Spetz
would never allow that.

Sorry, for dumping my shit on you.
You probably work here.

What do you mean, bastard?
Has he done something?

Thirty years in this corrupt industry?

Of course he's done something.

Hi.

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SMUGGLING TO THAILAND

SEARCH FOR CATS AND LENA

BOFORS HAVE THREE
COMPANIES IN SINGAPORE

MAN MISSING AFTER
EXPLOSION ON MOTORBOAT

SANDERSVIK THREATENED
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