Irene Huss - Nattrond Page #5

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- Does it look like it?

Honestly...

No.

But you do love her enough

to adopt a child with her.

Obviously.

Can you keep a secret?

- I was adopted, too.

- Really?

- What country?

- Sweden. It was common back then.

- Ever meet yourbiological parents?

- I have no idea who they are.

- Aren't you curious?

- Not really.

My parentstold me

about my birth mother.

She was a drunk. Poor.

Pretty pathetic, apparently.

That's too bad.

What about you?

Any skeletons in the closet?

No, I'm as clean as a whistle.

What does your husband

say about you being here?

- Having dinnerisn't a crime, is it?

- You think about it...

Excuse me,

I need to go to the men's room.

Excuse me...

May I have the bill, please?

Thank you.

Listen, could we go somewhere else?

- So soon?

- It's getting a little too noisy here.

- All right. I'll just pay the bill.

- It's already taken been care of.

Shall we?

- Maybe we could...

- I need to make a call.

- Will you get us a taxi?

- Sure.

Oh, no!

- Hello, Mum.

- Hello, sweetie-pie.

Listen, you're too young

to go to bars.

No, we're at Fanny's house.

We're going to see a movie.

You're going home. This instant.

It makes no difference,

you're going home.

- Bye.

- Bye.

- Where should we go?

- Do you have something in mind?

- She must have X-ray vision.

- She's a pain...

To Lwanderska Hospital.

For a nightcap.

What the hell?

Hello. Yes.

No, in a little while.

Why would I?

No.

I'll get there when I get there. Bye.

You horny bastard...

- What's wrong?

- This e-mail from the lab...

The DNA doesn't match.

Folke Bengtsson didn't do it.

- What's wrong?

- It's the electrical system.

We had to move

the patients to the East Wing.

Lucky for us, though. Now we

have the entire wing to ourselves.

Why don't you take your coat off?

- What can I get you?

- Do you have a whole bar here?

- Whisky?

- Yes, please.

Thanks.

- Do you get a lot ofvisitors?

- Some.

- Women?

- Maybe...

- Wait a minute...

- Wait?

Who was in such a hurry to leave?

Back off!

I know you killed her!

What are you doing here?

We're leaving tomorrow, Sverker.

Have you forgotten that?

Have you?

I thought you'd settle down.

Now that we're

going to be a real family.

- I'm sorry...

- I can't go on protecting us.

Shut up!

Stop apologising.

I don't give a damn who you f***.

What I do worry about is who is

going to take care of ourdaughter.

You?

A disgusting sex addict

who strangles young girls?

You've spoiled everything,

for God's sake!

You turned this place

into a whorehouse.

- And you turned me into a killer.

- I nevertold you to kill anyone!

You called me, didn't you?

And I took care of everything.

You could have

just incriminated Folke.

Have you forgotten

that Marianne saw us?

Don't you dare judge me!

You know what I've been through.

This is my last chance to be a mother.

You promised me a baby!

You promised!

Birgitta speaking.

- Irene, isthat you?

- How did we end up like this?

- We can figure something out.

- Are you all right, Irene?

If you're in danger, press a key.

Sh*t!

Dispatch the SW team

to Lwanderska!

I love you. I love you.

What the hell?!

Overthere.

Birgitta...

- Where are you?

- In the attic.

Is she alive?

Yes.

- No!

- Do it!

Go ahead! Go ahead and do it!

I can't.

F***ing wimp!

Police! Drop the gun!

Huss... How could you?

- I had this feeling.

- A"feeling"... For Christ's sake.

- Did you get a confession?

- Sure. Birgitta's got it all on tape.

- And how are you doing?

- Well, I could sure use a beer.

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