Wallander (2005–2013): Season 2, Episode 12 - Indrivaren - full transcript

Isabelle and Pontus pass out as police officers but he is dismayed when she says she wants to put their affair on hold in order to travel.Her plans are cut short when she joins the ...

Clues have always been left
at the crime scene.

So stick to the physical evidence...

...trust those who know
what they're talking about...

...and the witnesses.

All this needs qualities such as insight...

...endurance and passion for police work.

Pontus and Isabelle,
I know you have these qualities.

Id like to wish you good luck...

...as you leave your traineeships...

...and head out into the world
to seek new positions in the force.

Isabelle, you're leaving tomorrow...



So let me take this opportunity
to thank you now.

Id like you to know that...

...sometimes I've envied your primitive force...

...and the way you never seem to tire.

Pontus and Isabelle, good luck.

Cheers.

Get together.
I want to take a photo.

Everyone together.

Just a little memento.
Are you going to line up here?

Pontus?

- OK, everyone, look happy.
- We are looking happy.

Isabelle, come forward a little.

There. And smile!

HENNING MANKELL'S WALLANDER SERIES
THE COLLECTOR



- You look lovely.
- Thank you.

Sorry I'm late.

- OK, what are we drinking?
- What do you want?

I'll have a whiskey sour, thanks.

Is something up?
You seem a bit remote.

Do 1? No.

No, I'm fine.
Or rather...

I---

We have to talk about us.

I---

I really like being with you.

You like being with me?

But I want to travel like I've told you.

I can't leave now,
but I thought that you and I, we could...

I am going to travel.

I feel it's something
I have to do by myself.

I think it'll be good for me.

And I think it'll be good for us.

And you'll just have to miss me a little.

When are you leaving?

In two weeks.

And when are you coming back?

Don't be angry with me.

Why can't you understand it?
I just want...

I've thought about you and me and us and...

I've thought more
than I've ever thought, it seems.

I haven't even sorted myself out yet, Pontus.

Far from it.

Yeah, Pontus here.

Yes, OK.
Sorry, I'll be right there.

Yes. Bye.

Her name's Therese Pettersson...

...and it's likely that the killer got in
by smashing the window with something.

You can look through
the apartment with Nyberg...

...and then you can start knocking on doors.

I'd suck a throat lozenge if I were you.
You still stink of booze.

Shall we begin?

- Are you still here?
- I'm just emptying my locker.

What's happened?

A young woman has been beaten to death
by a burglar she caught in her home.

Get everyone in here!

So this is Therese Pettersson
who was found dead last Friday.

A neighbour heard a racket coming,
from her apartment at about 10:30.

She saw the door open and went inside.

Martinsson, I'd like to find out
who this guy is.

I want you to get in touch
with Therese's relatives...

...and see if you can, well...

I know who it is.
It's Fabian Lindberg.

Therese split up with him
a month or so ago.

Shit, is she dead?

I knew her.

She was a boxing coach
at the club where I train.

I guess I can find Fabian
if ask around at the club.

OK. But weren't you in a hurry home?

- Yes, but...
- Could you stay and help us?

Good.

- Boxing club, you say?
- Yes. MMA, Mixed Martial Arts.

It's a mixture of different martial arts...

...everything from Brazilian jujitsu
to krav maga.

Great to have you here a few more days.

I liked Therese.
I don't think it's so great.

That's not what I meant.

- Who are we going to meet?
- Castor Revera, my trainer.

Death occurred when her temple was crushed.

He struck her once...

...probably when she scratched him...

...and the blow struck her
under the cheekbone.

The back of her skull struck the wall...

...which made her lose her balance...

...and fall to the floor...

...and smash her temple.

You said that she scratched him?

Yes, I found fragments
of skin and blood under her nails.

Anything else?

Therese was three months pregnant.

You take the bastard now.
I can't goon.

There.

Hi. All right?

What the hell are you saying?
What are you standing there saying?

I'm really sorry, Revera.
I really am.

But I have to ask.

Do you know if there was anything
she was having problems with?

- If anything had happened?
- How did it happen?

We don't know.
It's still not clear.

But we know that someone was
in her apartment yesterday at about 10:30.

Excuse me.

Fuck...

- Wait here a second, will you?
- Sure.

She was so damn tired of Fabian.

He's a hopeless fucking loser.

She helped him out with a loan
a while back, and...

...when she refused to do it again,
he stole money from her.

She reported him and chucked him out.

Last month.

- So what kind of debts did he have?
- Gambling.

He's a big-time gambler.

Why did she tell you that?

Because...

...she wanted me to know everything.

We...

We weren't just...

...friends.

I was supposed to be with her last night...

...but then she changed her mind.

Fuck...

I should've been there.

- Do you know where Fabian moved?
- No.

Check with Johan.

Johan Skald.

He works the door with Fabian at a nightclub.

The Hologram.

Hi.

- Can we be left in peace?
- Of course.

I thought I'd just say hi. Katarina.

- Hi. Sebbe.
- Hi. Ante.

OK. Welcome.

My sis is in Australia, so I thought
that Fabian could stay here.

He got chucked out of his old apartment.

Shit, what a mess.

When did you see him last?

We finished at 4:00 this morning,
and that's the last I heard from him.

Do you know what hours
he worked yesterday?

The whole night.

We met at 8:00 and had a bite to eat...

...and then we started work at 9:00.

And he was there the whole evening?

Yes.

- Do you know where he is now?
- No.

Hi, Fabian.

Look...

...you've got to help me.

Me help you?

You owe me money, Fabian.

And you promise to pay all the time...

...and then you just go AWOL.

How should I interpret that?
There's only one way.

Fabian's ripping you off.
Promising and promising...

Look, you'll get your money,
but you've got to help me first.

What the fuck have you gotten yourself into?
You're totally fucked.

Here.

- What will you give me for this?
- Where did you get all that from?

I need 63.

- Take it all and keep what's left.
- No.

Look, you have to.
Shit, I've got no one else to turn to!

Who are you so scared of?

Are you all in the same class?

As if!
They're in upper secondary school.

Are you together, you and him?
Sebastian?

And?

Have you got a new cell phone?

Can I see?

You've got it in your pocket.

When did you buy it?

What does that matter?

I haven't given you money
for a new cell phone.

No.
Maybe Dad did.

Nice.

We'll be eating in half an hour, OK?

Close the door.

Come on.
We're going to meet Kurt Wallander.

Do you know who did it?

I said yesterday that Fabian had a debt...

...and that Therese was going
to help him with a loan.

- Do you know how big the loan was?
- Around 150,000, think.

He'd been gambling with the wrong people.

“Wrong people”?
Who would they be?

Just the wrong ones.

Therese and you,
you were a couple, am I right?

Yeah.

She had a whole wedge of cash at home.
60 or 70 thousand or something like that.

She had it stashed in a box
that she'd hidden away.

Where had she gotten the money?

Did some cash-in-hand work.
Personal trainer.

Do you know what other valuables she had?

Yeah, she'd inherited a whole bunch
of jewelry from her mom.

And why did she show it to you?

We were going
to Copenhagen for a weekend...

...and she wanted to look nice,
and so she showed them to me.

Yes. OK.

Thanks.

By the way, you did know that Therese
was three months pregnant?

No.

No...

- Fabian, have you found him?
- No.

If you want to find him,
you should go to the match tonight.

What match?

Ladies and gentlemen,
in the red corner...

...Patrik Lippowski!

Listen, Pontus and Isabelle,
where are they?

Don't know.
They're here somewhere.

For fuck's sake, Patrik!

Come on!

They've found Fabian.

- Do you want a lift home?
- No, it's all right. I'll stay here.

Rebecka!

Rebecka!

- What, do you know him?
- Get in the car.

OK, put your hands out
with the nails facing up.

- So what have you done to your ear?
- Trouble with a door.

I work as head of security at a club.

May I take a look at that?

- You haven't shown this to a doctor?
- No.

It needs stitches.

Isabelle?

I never knew you liked that sort of thing.

- What?
- You call that a sport?

The time is 22:32.

Kurt Wallander is commencing
Interview with Fabian Lindberg.

Also present: Jan Martinsson.

What were you doing last night...

between 10:00 p.m. and 1:00 am.?

Working.

You can check with my colleague, Johan Skald.

Yes, he's confirmed that.

Am I correct that your cell
number is 07398844977

Yes.

We know that you were in the vicinity
of Therese's apartment yesterday...

...because this number was registered
by the tower that covers the area.

And we also know that you called...

...three times
after Therese had been murdered.

Have you found my phone?
It was stolen yesterday.

I knew you'd come up with a story like that.

What was your relationship with Therese?

This...

Your ear.
What have you done to it?

Cut myself shaving.

I see.

We were together for four years.

I see.
Why did it end?

She never gave me a good reason.

I've heard that she split up with you
because you had debts.

No. That's not true.

Did you borrow money from her
that she never got back?

No.

You stole money from her four weeks ago.

Might this be a reason why she ended it?

If I'm not mistaken,
she withdrew that charge.

You're a gambler.
You're in debt.

Therese is dead...

...and her apartment has been stripped
of money and valuables.

Could it be the case...

...that she didn't want her child
to grow up with such a father?

You didn't know?

That she was having a baby?

She's...

She said we...

You can just fuck off!

The time is 22:36...

You didn't know she was pregnant, right?

No.

Why did he call out “Rebecka”?

I don't know. I guess
he mistook me for someone else.

No.

- If I say it's nothing, then it's nothing.
- Come on. It's something.

It's nothing you need
to worry about, so drop it.

So how did it go?
Did he say anything?

I've got a feeling he's a little scared.

We found blood in his apartment...

...and we think that someone he owes money to
has gone to great lengths to get it back.

- And done what?
- Tried to cut off his left ear.

Where are the kids?

Elias is with Henrik for the weekend,
and Hanna's with a friend.

So she says, but I think
she's with her new boyfriend.

I saw him for the first time today.

But she...
It's a bit sensitive to talk about.

Katarina here.

Hi, Henrik.

No...

No, but you can try her new cell phone.

You have the number, don't you?
You're the one who bought it for her.

It's just a pity you don't tell me when you buy
expensive presents for the kids.

You can sniff around there.

You didn't pay for her new phone?

No.

Look, I'll take it up with her. Bye.

What... What's all this?

- Look, it's the one she had today.
- Cell phones?

Where did you find all these?

Under Hanna's bed.

Look, I"m dead sure it was her.
I'm 100% certain of it.

- I want to see her.
- You'll never find her.

- SWW 108.
- What's that?

- The number of the car she was driving.
- Jesus Christ, bro!

I thought you were over her.
Just leave it, OK?

We can't afford to make
any fucking mistakes. Not now, OK?

I just want to talk to her, OK?

The cops have got hold of Fabian.

- What?
- They can hold him for max 76 hours.

During that time,
we'll have to stay in this shithole.

And you lie fucking low,
do you hear me?

Fucking low.
Don't go fucking things up.

AGGRAVATED ASSAULT
VIOLENCE AGAINST A PUBLIC SERVANT

ROBBERY
ASSAULT

Thanks. Thank you.

The car's registered to one Isabelle Melin.

In Ystad.

Hi. I'd like a number and address.

Isabelle Melin.

Melin. Ystad.

OK. Thanks.

Hi. This is Isabelle's answering machine.

Say something after the beep.

Hi, Rebecka.

Why did you change your name?

It's nice to hear your voice again.

If you're in, can't you answer?

Hello?
Are you there?

I know you're there.
Can you pick up?

I want to talk to you.

OK, that's that, then.
Can we go now?

- What?

Wait.
What are you going to do?

- None of your business.
- Patrik. Patrik, come back!

This is private.
Keep your nose out of it.

Rebecka!

I can see your feet.
Can you open the door?

Give me ten minutes.
I just want to talk to you.

If you don't open the door now,
I'll never leave you alone.

You understand that, don't you?

Open the door.

Hey!
Maybe it's time to leave.

Are you her boyfriend?

Yes.

Look, I don't want any trouble. I...

If she's not opening the door,
she doesn't want to talk to you.

So you're her boyfriend, right?

- What?
- Come on. Let's get out of here.

Not before I talk to Rebecka.

What?
No, come on. Let's go.

Come on.

Do you still think I shouldn't be worried?

He seems like a total psycho.

How do you know him?

We were a couple once.

It was ages ago.
I was 16, and he...

He refuses to understand that it's over.

- Why does he call you Rebecka?
- Because that was my name. Then.

I changed my name.
I preferred my middle name.

- And you forgot to tell him, yeah?
- Yeah, and what if I did?

Shit, you don't know Patrik.

You've got no idea
what they're capable of.

Especially Leo, his brother.

But, Isabelle, you're a cop.
You just have to report him, for Christ's sake!

No.

- Then I will.
- No, like hell you will!

Are you scared?

Is that why you changed your name?

What's the worst thing
that can happen if we report him?

Leave it, all right?

I don't want them finding out...

Finding out...

That I"m a cop.

- And what does that mean?
- That it wasn't Fabian she scratched.

But I'm certain that Fabian
was in the apartment.

I can see it on him.
He's mixed up in this. I'm certain of it.

We can't detain him without proof.

Can we tie him to the place
during the night of the murder?

- We know that his cell phone was in the area.
- That's not good enough.

We've got to be able to tie him
to the apartment.

Or get someone to tell us
that he was there.

Who?

On his calls list, there's no number connected
to his bouncer colleague Johan Skdld...

...but we know that he called a pay-as-you-go phone
three times on the night of the murder.

So Fabian must have called Johan Skéld.

- And told him what?
- That he was shit scared.

I'm certain that Skald
is giving Fabian a false alibi.

- We'll keep him another 72 hours.
- Good.

Kurt?

Have you got a second?

What did Hanna say when you asked her?

She said that she'd found the phones.

She's lying. I can tell.

It's...

It's like I can't handle her anymore.

It's just happened
in the past few months.

Could you check it out?

I already have.

A box of cell phones was stolen last Thursday.

The truck's back door was open...

...and the thief saw his chance and took it...

...probably without knowing
what was in it.

There's no way they're going to store
their stolen goods in my house!

It's that damn boyfriend,
or it's her friend who took them.

I just know it.

What the hell is she thinking?

Isabelle! Wait.

I"m coming too.

...I can cope by myself.

But don't you understand
that I'm worried about you?

There's no need. We're meeting
in a café, soit'll be all right.

Good. I'll wait outside.

Can I have a word with you?

Look, we know that Fabian
called three times...

...on the night of the murder
to a person who was in the vicinity.

You say that Fabian
was here the whole night.

- Are you the one he called?
- No.

You know we can check up on this, right?

You can check up all you want.

- Here. Look.
- I'm good.

Why lie?

Why give Fabian a false alibi
for the night of the murder?

Why?

Who does Fabian owe money to?

If Fabian left here,
he did it without me seeing.

He owes every-fucking-one money.

I loaned him an apartment
that's now covered in blood.

I got him this job.

But I don't have a fucking clue what he's up to.

I don't want to know either.

Thanks.

Do you want something with your coffee?

A princess cupcake, perhaps?

Look, seeing you made me so happy.

And surprised.

It was such a great feeling.

Felt just like the old days.

Patrik, this is the last time we meet, and ...

I really ask you for the both of us
to accept that, OK?

I remember the last time
you came to visit me in prison.

You were wearing a red top, right?

You were standing
by the window, looking out...

...when I asked you
if you wanted to marry me.

“Yes, definitely,” you said.

And I could see in your eyes
that you meant it.

There's nothing left.

- There's nothing left between us.
- Of course there is.

Of course there is, isn't there?

Hey!

Look, you're really not her type.

- Leo Lippowski, right?
- And? Do we know each other?

No, but I've checked you out.

Shit.
So what have you checked out?

Your criminal record.
It's longer than your résumé.

Yeah?
Though I've calmed down now.

It's my brother who's a little sensitive now.
He can flip out at any moment.

Then I think you should take your brother
and fuck off out of Ystad.

Don't you start fucking with me,
because I'll be all over you like a fucking ferret.

I can handle you.

Shit.

- Has she got police protection?
- Isabelle can handle herself.

Isabelle?
What a fucking name.

You should ask your chick
what she once used her cunt for...

...other than for being fucked.

I think you should investigate that
fucking carefully.

Rebecka?

Look at me.

You can look at me, can't you?

Hey...

Look at me.

I want to show you
that I'm worthy of you.

That's why I wanted to meet you.

You...

Maybe you've changed.

I have changed.

I promise.

I'm fond of you. You know that.

But...

But...

Things are different now.

I'm different.
You don't know me anymore.

You don't know me.

So let it go.

I just want you to know
that whatever happens...

...love you.

- Rebecka, wait.
- No, Patrik.

- You heard what she said!
- Pontus, keep out of this.

Jesus, just fuck off out of here.
Fuck off, I said!

Chill. Hi, Rebecka.

Look, Patrik won't be giving you
any more trouble, I guarantee it.

Do you understand, Patrik?

Please, Pontus,
can't we talk about this tomorrow?

I need to be alone.

Does that Leo know something
about you that mustn't get out?

Answer me!

Leo's disturbed.
He's really, really fucking sick in the head.

He'll do anything to get what he wants.

Those fucking psycho brothers.

You have to tell me everything.

So I can prepare myself.

The price you get for drugs inside the walls
is four times higher than the street value.

So, you...

You smuggled in...

I refused, but he made me.

He dragged me into some fucking bike shed
and poured gasoline all over me.

Hear me?
What that fuck was I supposed to do?

Yes, I did it.
I took the shit in.

Once and then I took off.

- How?
- What do you mean “how”?

- How I smuggled it in?
- Yes.

What the hell does that matter?
I took the stuff in. Isn't that enough?

You've smuggled drugs into a fucking prison.
Do you know what that means?

If this gets out, you can wave good-bye
to the job. You know that?

Look, Leo doesn't want me to lose my job!
He'd love it if he had a hold on a cop.

So let me sort this out by myself.

- Yes?
- This is Sebastian.

Hello.

I'll leave you alone.

You can sit down.

The thing is, I know Hanna's mother.
We're colleagues, you might say.

And this is about these stolen cell phones
that we found under Hanna's bed.

I see. OK.

Well, what have you got to say about it?

Well...

Could you elaborate a bit?

Well, it was stupid.

Good. You might have thought
about that before you took them.

Is Ante involved in this?

No, he's not.

Then think you should take those phones
back to the owner of the shop...

...and then it'll be up to him
whether he presses charges or not.

I wasn't even there.

No?
So who was it then?

It was Hanna.

Good that you could get here so quickly.

Come with me.

Who do you think killed Therese?

Well, it wasn't Fabian at least.
We know that.

- Will you be releasing him?
- If we've got nothing on him, then...

Wait a second.

You're intending to release him
and then accuse me of Therese's murder?

- How the hell do you think that feels?
- We've got to question you.

Otherwise we wouldn't be doing our job.

If you'd been doing your fucking job,
Therese wouldn't be dead.

What the f...

I understand that this is hard for you,
but we're doing this to eliminate you, OK?

- Don't call me.
-/-/ can't et you go. I just can't.

I Jove you.

Can you prove I was in the apartment?

Can you prove that it was me
who called and not someone else?

Look, give me a name.

Who murdered Therese?

I've got no fucking idea
what you're talking about.

Let me tell you what I'm talking about.

You owe someone money.

And this person came to look for you
at the Hologram...

...where you work as a bouncer.

And you knew that Therese
had a lot of cash at home.

But he doesn't trust you,
50 he sends a debt collector along.

And you give this 60,000 to this person
to whom you owe money.

But it's not enough.

So he makes the situation
pretty damn clear to you.

And that's when that thing
with your ear happens.

I understand that you're scared.

But I can help you if you tell me
who the person or persons are.

He's not admitting anything...

...and we've got nothing to tie him
to the scene of the murder.

- No, but he knows who killed Therese.
- So how will we get him to admit that?

He doesn't want to talk
because he's so goddamned scared.

I mean, we can get this bastard.

I think that Fabian still owes him money.

So they"ll be meeting up.

The police have released Fabian.

They've got nothing on him.
Shit, what a relief, eh?

We can get out of here at last!

Look, let's cash in that money
and fuck off out of this shithole of a town.

I can't wait.

Aren't you happy?

Well?
What the hell are you looking at?

That fucking cop doesn't scare me.

No, but he's screwing around
with your ex...

...50 drop him and drop her,
for fuck's sake.

Look, we're cashing in
and getting out of here. Got it?

Your fucking money has destroyed my life.

- What?
- She died.

Yeah, I know.

- It's tough. I understand. It was...
- I should never have gone alone.

She's dead, and it's your fault. Get it?

What the fuck?
Jesus, chill.

Your fucking money
has destroyed my life, hear me?

- You'll do anything for money!
- Calm down!

- She's dead, for Christ's sake!
- Take it easy, Jesus. Stop screaming.

We're not going to let
some little mistake fuck up our dream, OK?

If you fuck up and go down
for some stupid little job...

...the police might be able
to tie you to that chick...

...and then you'll go down for six,
eight years for manslaughter.

Go and meet Fabian.

And I want you to waste him.

We can't take the risk, bro.

If he squeals, you're the one who'll get it.

Hanna? Can you come in?
I'd like a word.

- Sure, OK.
- Good.

I know it was you who stole the phones...

...not Sebastian,
as you led Katarina to believe.

Are you going to take that?

They can wait.

Now you go home and tell the truth.

No problem.

Why did you do it?

- For fun.
- Fun?

- Your mother doesn't think so.
- No, I know.

Jesus, you'd better pull your socks up.

Now you go home
and talk to her or I will.

Yes. Sure.

Yes?

I didn't think you'd dare come here.

It wasn't me that killed Therese.

I'm innocent.

But I wanted to come
and tell you face-to-face, Revera.

Why?

She told me last week that you two...

I thought it was OK.

I told her so,
that you're a good bloke.

Come inside a second.

I really loved Therese.

I know.

Do you know who killed her?

No.

I've got no idea.

I just wanted to ask.

Who? Who?

I'll break every one
of your fucking fingers! Who?

- Patrik.
- Patrik who?

Lippowski!

- Patrik Lippowski?
- Yes!

I loved her too.

You robbed her, though,
you fucking loser.

- Didn't know...
- You could have helped her.

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UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE

OK, he's leaving Revera now.

Did he hand over anything?

No. He was just leaving a flower outside
when Revera turned up.

I got the feeling
that they hadn't arranged to meet..

...more like Fabian came to find Revera.

Good work, Pontus.
Follow him.

We got the results of the blood test.

It wasn't Revera's blood.

When he left the sample,
did he say anything about Fabian?

No, not directly.
Why do you ask?

Fabian was just there.

I mean, why did he go there first?

- It's hard to sell stuff when it's hot.
- You promised to get me the money.

How far have you sunk?
You were together with her.

You've got no fucking idea
what happened!

Do you have the money or not?

Jesus, the shit you're in, Fabian.

Fabian?

- Isn't that Johnny Malm?
- Who's that?

A fence.

Hide the camera.

Call me. We need to talk.

Hello, Rebecka.

Have you become a cop?
Who'd have guessed it!

You really have deceived everyone
in the whole town.

Nice and easy.
Come. Lean back.

There. Relax.

What do you want?

Has Patrik called you?

But I know he's called you.
He can't let go.

He's obsessed with you,
and you make him fucking weak.

So hear this...

...if anything happens to Patrik,
and I mean anything...

...I'll make sure to tell everyone
about your past as my little drugs cunt.

I've seen cops kicked out for less.

Police piggy-wiggy.

Agreed? Great.

What, you want me to give
a urine sample now?

I"m here to train.
Is that all right with you?

Sure.

Nice and easy.
Left, right.

Quick, quick.

The hips.
There.

Do you know Patrik Lippowski?

No.

Bullshit.
I saw you at the match.

We were together years ago.

And now?

I'd appreciate it
if you stopped talking about this.

- Why?
- Because I'm asking you.

We released Fabian today.

You did?

I want you to know...

...that we're doing all we can
to nail the one who did this.

Are you?

Concentrate on your balance.

What will happen
when you arrest the one who did it?

What punishment will he get?
Nothing!

Fabian won't say shit
because he's too scared.

How do you know that?

Because he's a dog.
And dogs cringe when they're scared.

You wanted to train.
Come on. Stand up!

You've got to take control over your body,
not the other way round.

What the hell's got into you?

Where's Fabian now?

He just went into a gym.

Shit training.
I can't think of anything worse.

- Where are you going?
- It's him.

- You can count it.
- I don't think you'd rip us off.

Forgotten your training gear, or what?

- Hey, I haven't seen you here before.
- No, it's my first time.

We've been having problems
with thefts down here.

The cops are waiting for me outside.
Is there another way out?

Yes. Follow me.

What the...

Call for back up.

Are we done with each other?

Well?

Yeah, we're done with each other.

Please, don't hang up.
I just want to talk.

No, Patrik.

But can't you meet me one last time,
and then I swear you'll never see me again?

You know I keep my word.

But I've got no one else to talk to.

I'm thinking of leaving Leo.

I can't take it anymore.

Has something happened?

Yes.

He asked me to do something,
and I don't know...

I'll tell you when I get there.
Please...

- OK. I'll leave the front door open.
- OK. Thanks.

I was woken by the shot.

But when I came down, my neighbor
had already called the police, so...

We can't rule out murder with robbery.

- The murder weapon?
- It's too early to say.

His name's Patrik Lippowski,
and he lives in Stockholm.

- Stockholm?
- Yes.

What the hell was he doing down here?

Taped butt,
probably stolen.

He was here to kill someone.

Isabelle...

- You have to tell Wallander.
- What?

The money.
I saw Patrik get it off Fabian.

He's mixed up in Therese's murder.

Pontus?

Can you check his phone and see
who he's called over the past 24 hours?

Yes.

- Kurt?
- Yes?

Patrik Lippowski...

That was the guy that Svartman
and I followed into the gym.

I saw Fabian giving him money.

What the hell was he doing there?

You got the money for Patrik...

...followed him and shot him
in the middle of the street.

And you had a strong motive.

He killed Therese, who was
three months pregnant with your child.

It wasn't mine!

My...

Mine don't swim that well.

- She was the only one who could help me.
- Come on, Fabian.

- Tell me what happened.
- can't.

Why can't you?

Because, if I talk, I"m dead.
Is that so hard to understand?

Why aren't you answering my calls?

- Can't you just drop it?
- Jesus, I'm trying to help you.

Listen, I suggest that you check out
whether Fabian was there that night.

- Nyberg?
- Yes?

- The murder weapon. Any progress?
- Ill call back.

Yes, the pistol was a nine-millimeter...

...and the rifling has left traces on the bullet...

- Yes? And?
- And...

...the murder weapon was probably a Sig Sauer.

- P-225.
- What the hell are you saying?

Jesus Christ, that's the gun we use.

Yes, yes, but it could've been a drifter.

Pontus, check out how many
stolen guns are doing the rounds.

It's shit that you can't even trust
your own people.

MAN FOUND SHOT DEAD LAST NIGHT

It's Patrik.

We know it was your brother
who killed Therese Pettersson.

And we also know that Patrik's death
is linked to Therese's murder.

It was probably someone
who wanted to avenge her death.

Really?
Do you have a suspect?

- Tell me what you know.
- I know nothing.

Who do you think
wanted to see Patrik dead?

You know who shot him, don't you?

- What kind of gun was he shot with?
- Why do you ask that?

Was it a Sig Sauer?

Tell me what you know.

Listen, I've sat and been interrogated
by the likes of you since I was twelve.

I'm not going to tell you anything.

So if you don't tell Wallander
about you and Patrik, I will.

I can't.

My service pistol's gone missing.

What?

Did you shoot Patrik?

- How the hell can you think that?
- You were terrified of him.

You'd changed your name, for God's sake.
He was shot outside your apartment.

Your service pistol is missing.
He was armed.

What the fuck am I supposed to think?

And I've gone through who he called
in the hours before he was shot.

He called you five minutes before
he was shot with your service pistol.

If you continue concealing
your story from Wallander...

...then you do so without me.

- I didn't shoot Patrik.
- So tell that to Wallander.

Do you hear what I'm saying?
I didn't shoot Patrik.

So tell Wallander!

Look.

Call Wallander.
Doit.

Do it now.

This is Kurt Wallander.
Leave a message after the tone.

Hi, Kurt. It's Isabelle.

L.. We...
l have something to tell you.

Call me.

Oh, dear.

Oh, dear.

Well, look at this.
I think we'll just...

Isabelle!

Hello?

Stop!

Where's Isabelle?
what have you done?

- Please, don't make this worse.
- I said come here!

- Take it easy.
- What? Listen, I've never felt so...

What?

You really did leave everything
you screwed up behind you.

Good girl.

Know what the problem was?

Between you and Patrik?

It was that he just fucked you
when you wanted him to.

He never fucked you
when you didn't want to.

I told him that.

I told him that was a problem.

He always listened to me before
you entered the picture, you little cunt!

It's always been me and him,
fighting together.

Do you understand?

I've got a picture of Patrik.

Yes, Rebecka...

Patrik, him and me...

He's smiling,
and he's holding onto my arm.

He's holding it tight.

I'm sorry that Patrik's dead.

You're sorry?

You can't be sorry. It was you
that killed my brother, you fucking cunt.

What the hell is Leo
doing up there with Isabelle?

They know each other.

Isabelle was together with Patrik five years ago.

Do you think she was the one
who shot Patrik?

No.

- Yes, hello?
- Kurt Wallander, hi!

Listen, you've got five minutes
to get rid of those fucking cops...

...that you've got lined up outside.

Hear me?

Or else I'll blow Rebecka's fucking head off.
It's as simple as that.

Leo, what do you want to release her?

I don't want anything!

I just want a little confession here.

A confession?

Listen, can I just have a word with Isabelle...

.50 that I can hear she's OK.

If you call her Isabelle one more time...

...I'll blow your head off too,
you fucking clown.

Her name's Rebecka!

All officers withdraw!

All officers withdraw!

Wow, look at them move out there!

Music?

What is this shit?

Now you tell me
how you killed him, OK?

He was shot right outside, wasn't he?
Right by your front door.

With a Sig Sauer.
You're a cop.

Isn't that a bit of a fucking coincidence?

I just want you to admit it to me, OK?

Admit it!

- I'm going in!
- Wait.

We've got to go in!
She's going to die, for fuck's sake!

You wait.

Admit it!

Admit it!

Isabelle!

Don't do it.

Take it easy!
What the f...

Rebecka, I'll f...

Easy, Jesus!

Quit the fucking...

Fuck, I'll...

I've got nothing!
I left my phone in the apartment!

Hey!

Why didn't you come to me
and tell me what you knew?

Because you'd never get Fabian
to rat on the Lippowski brothers.

So you took matters into your own hands?

He murdered the one I loved...

...and she was carrying my baby.

So...

- I took Isabelle's gun.
- Hang on there.

She was training with me the other day.

- You took Isabelle's gun?
- Yes.

Then I went to her apartment...

...and waited outside
and hoped that Patrik would show up.

I thought she was afraid of him...

She left the front door open for him.

Patrik killed Therese.

And she left the door open for him.

But it was wrong of me
to try to put the blame on Isabelle.

I"m sorry.

- Can you tell her that?
- Of course.

But why?

What have I done that's so terrible?

You forced us to move here.

I hate this place.

Revera refused to say
where he got the revolver.

Or where he dumped it.

Are you sure that he's dumped it?

Maybe someone else has got it.

So why didn't he want to say?

He confesses everything,
but gives us no murder weapon.

This gives me problems
as a public prosecutor. You know that.

You're hiding something.

Is it Isabelle's gun?

But it's nothing that needs to come out
in the preliminary investigation.

I don't know.

Katarina, her future's in our hands.

She has to take the consequences!

We must do what's right.

We can't protect our own, you know,
if they've done wrong.

- Have you spoken to Hanna?
- Yes.

- What did she say?
- We talked it over.

Sorted it all out.
It's OK now.

- Did she tell you everything?
- Yes.

- Nice.
- Yes, it feels really nice.

Did she tell you that I had a word with her
before she went to talk to you?

We protect those we love...

...even if they've done wrong.

Isabelle, I don't care what you did
before you came to Ystad.

What disturbs me is that
you didn't come and tell me right away.

I thought...

I thought that I'd be able to handle it.

Yes, but you weren't.

I don't know. I guess I didn't
want you to see who I was...

.who l am.

I've seen who you are...

...but you haven't seen
what Pontus did for you.

He lied to protect you.

He was more than loyal.

Isabelle...

...you're not alone.

Forgive me.

But there's something else I'm wondering,.

Why did you leave the door open for Patrik?

Because I once...

Why?

...loved him.

Then he called that evening
and sounded so...

little.

Isabelle...

...there's another problem
we have to sort out...

...if you're ever going to be a cop.

The pistol. I know.

You can leave it with me.

Thank you.

Pontus...

...what you did was so totally wrong.

But I wish that all cops
had a colleague like you.

I'll miss you.

Thanks.

Good luck.

Well, well, Jussi.
Come on. Let's sit down.