Annika Bengtzon: Crime Reporter - Lifetime Page #5
- Year:
- 2012
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What happened to your hand?
I...
- Yesterday I was attacked.
- Attacked?
- Yes, but I'm fine.
- What did the police say?
I haven't spoken to them.
I haven't had time.
- When will you call them?
- Soon.
Did have to do with work?
- What do you mean?
- They've threatened me too.
- Threatened?
- It's not important.
Did you inform the police about what
happened last night?
- What?
- I felt I was being followed.
- But I thought I imagined it.
- I should know that kind of thing.
I know. I'm sorry.
I thought I imagined it...
How can you be so stupid?
So smart and stupid at the same time?
- You could've called me.
- I know.
- That's my responsibility.
- I thought it wasn't anything.
- What are you doing?
- I've got pictures.
Of course. Come to my office.
And you're doing nothing until you
get police protection.
Come to my office.
First we have this man.
- This isn't Bure.
- Indeed. He was alone, and then...
- These don't seem to be officers.
- A little later...
- That's Bure.
- Very interesting.
- Police Chief conspires with the mafia.
- They seem to me very seriously.
- It would be a nice headline.
- Then this came.
- Find out who they are.
- I've a source in the police.
Perfect. Immediately call.
Okay, a phone call,
Immediately after you've called the police.
What do you mean?
I want you to call right now.
- Annika, immediately after that.
- What was that?
Nothing.
I don't know exactly who they are, but...
- Can I take them?
- Of course. Thank you.
I can also use your help.
I think another woman took Alexander.
These are the women with whom
David has worked.
Eva Lagervall, Yvonne Nordin,
Johanna Ahlberg...
- Can I have these pictures too?
- Of course.
There are 13 people waiting for you.
If you want the police to call you back,
please leave your number.
- What are you doing here?
- Sorry...
I told you I don't want to speak?
- I want to give you the chance...
- I won't comment. Go away.
Jingert Karl says you know more
about Lindholm and Bure's affairs.
- Is it true that they laundered
drug money... - Get out of here.
- Or should I grab my gun?
- Okay, I'm going, I'm going already.
You're doing my work.
- Did you give Nina Hoffmann the photos?
- She asked for them.
- Julia reacted hysterically.
- Why?
She identified Yvonne Nordin
as the murderer and the kidnapper.
- What do you know about her?
- I just met her.
Where is she?
We sent a car to her
summer house in Uppsala.
So. Now only a few things to check.
Hello, Alexander.
Don't be afraid. I'll help you.
Please come. My name's Annika.
We must hurry.
I'm your mother, Alexander.
She misses you. Come, we will do this off.
Don't move.
Let him go.
Don't move.
Alexander, come over here.
- Don't run away.
- Please, Yvonne...
Police. Drop your gun.
Drop the gun.
It was the best day of my life.
The day I first saw you.
I felt so proud as anyone can be.
That morning you looked at me
and I looked at you.
I listened to your breathing, as
light as the wings of a butterfly.
I'll never forget that day.
I'll be there for you always.
Everything feels so vulnerable.
As the first leaves of a tree...
When the spring yet fully arrived.
You're still here? Promise me you're
part of my future.
For our future.
This was in the car. Along with the
keys to Lindholm's apartment.
And two tickets, Oslo to Washington.
She wanted to put her old life behind her.
With Alexander as a girl.
- You wonder what she expected.
- You can't really ask her.
- So she had an affair with David?
- Yes, that's in her diary.
David forced her to have an abortion.
This was her revenge. Abduct his child.
We can confirm the police chief has
resigned from his position...
As a result of the information
that recently appeared in the media.
There's an investigation...
About malfeasance in his previous company.
I can't say anything more.
How are you?
What's this?
- Lagavulin, Scotch whiskey.
- It smells bad.
It's distilled.
You'll be dead drunk.
Idiot.
Do you know what real whiskey costs?
This is very expensive.
- Do you have everything?
- Papa.
There are cookies and juice inside.
Where will we insult each other today?
I hope not.
Good.
- Take care of yourself.
- You too.
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