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This programme contains some strong language
Everything points to a single individual being behind all this.
Troy, the man in the wooden horse.
I think someone's trying to direct our attention
towards your time here in Sweden.
It's been 17 years since we left here.
He used to work at the same institute as your father
at Stockholm University.
Do you know my mother, too?
I'm here! I'm here!
CAR DOORS OPEN
SCRABBLING AND BARKING
# So much darkness
# Once I knew what love was all about
# Inside me
# A mountain of shame
# Who is to blame?
# Still no replies
# The ifs and whys
# Secrets and lies
# Don't wanna die. #
PARAMEDIC ADMINISTERS CPR
..He'd seen a man in a cowboy hat.
It was close to a place he said reminded him of his childhood home.
KNOCK AT DOOR, WOMAN MOANS
INSISTENT KNOCKING, HE GROANS
-Catches the worm.
What do you want?
Inger Johanne Vik was at the Embassy yesterday.
Yeah, talking to the President's husband. I know.
I was there for the duration of the conversation,
after which, I was asked to run an extra security check on her.
Well, she's a bit rough around the edges, but 100% loyal.
I have nothing but good things to say about her.
As you know, our security checks give us
full access to all her files.
December 14, 2013, Inger Johanne Vik was in New York
attending a conference on violence against women.
As my assistant, yeah.
The same night, she filed charges with the NYPD. Assault.
Eight hours later,
she dropped all the charges.
Your wife at the time managed to arrange a place at Berkeley
for the daughter of the officer who briefed Inger Johanne Vik
on the consequences of a rape accusation.
The attitudes an abused woman can face, victim blaming.
Wasn't that the subject of your joint article?
How women can often be shamed into silence?
Exactly what are ou trying to do here?
I suggest you recuse yourself from this investigation.
Before anyone else hears about this.
you think about how close you're coming to ruining your career.
We'll see about that.
< DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES
DOOR OPENS >
DOOR CLOSES >
-Where were we?
-I really need to go to work.
SHOP BELL RINGS
SHOP BELL RINGS
-He said... He'd seen a man in a cowboy hat...cowboy hat...
Sitting on the hood of his Chevy C10,
sharing an ice cream with this shepherd...shepherd...
KNOCK AT DOOR
-Is she dead?
-So, you found her?
-I need to talk to you.
-How is it going with you and Inger Johanne?
-About the investigation!
KNOCK AT DOOR
Thank you. Just bring it in.
What's the, er... The tipping situation in Sweden?
Yeah, my greatest weakness.
When I lie awake at night and think of all the mistakes I've made,
they all have something to do with women.
Thank you, sir.
And even now, a woman holds my fate in her hands.
If Madam President isn't found alive, my career dies with her.
-Did you eat yet?
-Are you surveilling us?
Me and Inger Johanne?
I would be very surprised
if at least one of our 17 intelligence agencies
weren't watching your every move.
Not to mention our seemingly invincible enemy.
Modern times, you know?
We had another death last night.
-Oscar, the guy driving around the fake president.
He finally wanted to talk to me,
but when I got there, he was dead in his cell.
Well, that must've been tough.
-Having to face your monumental incompetence.
You guys had one job - keep him alive so we could question him.
On the wall of his cell, he made a small drawing.
A few years ago, one of Munch's versions of The Scream
was stolen from an exhibition in Stockholm.
Oscar was convicted of the theft,
but kept his mouth shut about who he delivered the painting to.
There was a huge investigation. One name kept popping up.
Mahmoud Muntasir, an oil billionaire of Saudi and Persian descent.
Owner of a company called SAFE Inc.
Ring a bell?
I really don't know what you want from me.
Co-operation, I thought that was the whole fucking point!
-We believe Troy is the codename for the attack on the President.
My behavioural unit staff and I.
We are convinced that behind all this isn't a big organisation,
but a single individual.
-You think he could be the one?
-Well, I don't know.
They are old friends.
He even donated 20 million to her campaign.
-He donated money to get her elected?
I don't think they're friends any more.
-At one point, it looked like Helen might lose the election.
It was leaked that she promised Muntasir government contracts
to secure American ports if she got elected.
A favour between friends?
Well, if you want to put a negative spin on it, yeah.
But her assessment was that his company
was the best one for the job.
So, what happened?
Well, just before the last debate,
I suggested that she should make it absolutely clear
that the security of American
ports must always remain in American hands.
SHE PANTS WITH EFFORT
-Where's my daughter?
-No, she's safe. She's at the Embassy.
-Who are you?
-My name is Inger Johanne Vik.
I'm with the Task Force.
-No, I'm a psychologist.
Where's my bodyguard?
Andrew Russell? He's dead.
-Do they think I'm dead, too?
We need to get you some water and an ambulance.
Nobody can know that you have found me.
More than my life depends on it.
Why you, a very pregnant psychologist,
is the one who finds me?
-Is it your first?
-No, I have two daughters.
You're very lucky.
RATTLING AT DOOR
-We have to get away.
-My legs won't move.
We need to get out of here.
OK. Here, watch your step.
I can't walk any longer.
HELEN GROANS AND SOBS
-You have a fever. We need to get help.
I don't trust the FBI.
Warren Schifford, I'm going to need your gun and your phone.
You're going home.
What was it that you wanted me to help you with?
You know him? You worked with him at the FBI in DC.