Lioness - English Transcript

The White Lioness It's more than you normally get, but it's an important man. You'll be told in due course. Yes. It's a delicate mission, requiring thorough preparation and quite a bit of travel. We can agree to that. You don't really need to know that, now do you? Thurs...no, Friday, 15 October. I'm at Jan Dekker's farm at Stellenbosch. How come a black hit-man visits a well-known supporter of apartheid? -He'll do it. - Good. Give me everything you've got on Victor Mabasha. - Mabasha, the hit-man. - Yes. What's his connection with Dekker? That's exactly what I want to know. Are you still on to Dekker? It's not a crime being a member of the Bröderbund, you know. The bosses think you're a bit too interested in all that. Restoring the régime won't be easy. It'll mean sacrifices. The civil war that's triggered off must be kept short - and it must be made to look without doubt that the kafirs started it. When the target is eliminated. Konovalenko. Former KGB agent. We've used him before... here and there... He can move freely in Europe. and sets He can move freely in Europe. He's masterminding the operation. - Ah, the hit-man. - Yes. Mabasha. Victor Mabasha...A good choice. We're leaving now. Could you return to the bus, please? the bus, please. Here, the keys! Comrade Konovalenko! This house is perfect: The nearest house is 2 km away, and no-one lives there. The whole area's empty, and there's no traffic on the nearby roads. Excuse me disturbing you, but I must, have taken a wrong turn. I'm an estate agent, and I'm on my way to inspect... . . Åkerblom. Louise Åkerblom... She's been gone since Friday. And you're Robert Åkerblom. - Yes. I am.. When you last speak to her? - Chief Inspector Kurt Wallander? - Yeah, but not now. Flowers for you For me? - Who're they from? - Don't know. I'm sorry. When did you speak to her last? Last Friday. She was going to inspect a property near Krageholm. I know this must be difficult for you - but do you think you can answer some questions? Is there any reason why she'd stay away? Might she have gone to visit friends or relatives? No, she'd...she'd never just go without telling me. And I mean, there are the kids, too, who she loves more than anything. I hope it won't offend you, but I have to ask a personal question. We haven't had a row, if that's what you mean. Well...yes, that's what I was going to ask. - Did you get his number? - No. Bloody idiot! I guess we'll have someone reporting their Mercedes stolen soon. - Which way now? - Left. No, no! Stop, wait. There is a better way, here. - She's dead. She'll never come back. - I understand how you feel, but I think the best you can do is take care of your daughters. We'll be in touch as soon as we know anything. My colleagues will drive you home. Where's Mommy? She hasn't been here, no way in hell. - You're right. - There are tracks from one car, but they're from his, when he came the first time. What the hell has happened? Something we wish wasn't true. What the hell's that? ***, I bet that Merc came from here. And I bet it wasn't stolen. - Edler, what do you make of this? - It wasn't caused by smoking in bed. It sounded like an explosion. Could it've been a gas leak or something? have been? No way. Not even 20 butane bottles would set off a blaze like this. Bet you anything you like it's arson. How d'you think they started it? Take a guess. A bomb. A professionally made bomb. - Hello. - Hi. - Is this the bomb? - No, but it's just as interesting. These are the remains of an ultra-powerful radio set. a combined receiver and transmitter, Russian made. Much too bloody advanced to have belonged to any kind of ham. Are you sure about that? What the hell do you mean am I sure? - Sorry... - Look, we've found this as well. we found ns. - A weapon. . . A pistol. - Well spotted! It's a Glock Compact, 9 mm, made in Austria. Can't be many of these in the whole of Sweden. - Why's that? - It's an extremely unusual model. Oh. . . . Norén! Glock. . . . . . Compact, 9 millimeter. This isn't to stop our search for Louise Åkerblom. That's still just as important. Can you take charge of that? The severed index finger of a black man... ...and an Austrian gun. Glock Compact. Anything to link the fire with Louise's disappearance? - No. - I was thinking: Maybe the guy who lost his finger has sought medical attention. Of course. Hansen! Contact hospitals, medical centres, the lot. Svedberg, all border controls to be on the look-out for a black man, minus index finger. - And we should notify Interpol. - Yes...of course, yes. And a copy to Interpol. Wallander. Hell, ***. I'm on my way. - No way it can be anyone else? - No, it's her, sure as hell. Hello. Hello? - That a new kind of mineral water? - Yep, Fountain Brand. They haven't finished testing it yet. - Are you unwell? - It's self-inflicted. - In that case you'll get it over it. - Don't bet on it. While I was under the influence I made a phone call I shouldn't have. - To National Police HQ? - Something like that, yeah. Criminal Investigations had a file, from Interpol. On the guy with the finger. He's called Mabasha. I can see that. South Africa. The report comes from the Cape Town Police. September - that's the name of the bloke who led the enquiry: John September. Mabasha's blown it. We've got to get rid of him. - How? - Konovalenko'll take care of it. - And now? - What about Tsiki? Tsikosi Tsiki? Yes, he'll do. You make the contact. - Do you recognize this man? - Franz Wierman. He's from Military Intelligence. Why should those two be meeting? Why should they meet secretly? By the way, did you get that call from the Swedish policeman? I've just been talking to a Police Inspector John September, of the Cape Town Police. We still have nothing to link the *** and the fire, but we shouldn't rule out the possibility. Any Questions? According to September, we can safely assume that this man is not in Sweden on holiday. Why should an extreme right-wing organisation hire a black man? They've always had to do the dirty work, haven't they. Pass me a glass. OK, two things. The bullet that killed Louise didn't come from the Glock. And I'm damn sure there were two people in the house: the guy with the finger, plus some other bloke. Jesus, have you gone and bought a satellite dish? I thought you'd like to learn that I intend to enter into matrimony. - Aren't you going to ask who to? - Who to? - Gertrud. - Gertrud? Yes, Gertrud Andersson - the woman who comes and does the cleaning and washing for me. Yeah, yeah, I know who Gertrud Andersson is. But, I mean... she must be at least twenty years younger than you. That doesn't bother me, far from it. And she's old enough to make her own decisions. Ah...so that's why you've bought a satellite dish. What's that got to do with me getting married? Well, you've got to have something to tempt her with. You ought to get married again. What about that Russian woman? Her name's Baiba, and she's from Latvia. Well bring her over here, or you'll end up old and grouchy, like me. What on earth makes you think you can live together with someone else? You've never been able to, not even with Mum. I'm easier to get on with now. I've found the secret of life. Oh, yeah? And what's that then? Come on, you don't really believe I'd let you in on it, do you? No, no, my little boy. You have to find out for yourself. Well, I've got to be going. And I wouldn't like to disturb you - I think there's curling on Supersport tonight. Hello, Ann? Can you check on a place for me? It's 25 Penz Street, Bokaap. Thanks. Mrs Miranda Nkoyi...daughter Matilda. And there's no Mr Nkoyi? Thank you, bye. Could I come in please? He's always been kind to me. When Matilda was born, he bought us this house. I only found out who he really is a few months ago. I don't want him to know that I know. Has he killed a lot of people? Black people? Criminals? Right now I make use of the situation. Whenever he comes, I wait till he falls asleep, and copy every note in his wallet. They aren't here. And I don't remember much of them. I take them to people who protect us. Do you? Why should I trust you? Wallander. I'm busy, could you call later? call back later? - Hi Kurt, it's Baiba. - Baiba? Hi! Guess what, I'm on my way to Bornholm for a couple of days. - Bornholm? - There's a seminar for interpreters. We have to take every chance when Scandinavia are giving us Balts money! So...I wonder if you want to see me. If I want to see you? Of course! The boat leaves from Ystad the day after tomorrow. I can be in Ystad by tomorrow. Great! I'm on my way to the station now, to wait for you. See you tomorrow. See you... bye-b.. I can't believe you're really here, here in my flat. Well, I am. - But don't make to much of it. - No, no, of course not. I'm just passing through. Like a tourist. Passing through my life. And tourists want some excitement on their travels. I thought you might not want to see me. - Why on earth not? - I thought maybe you were scared. Scared? Me? I'm as brave as they come. Then why don't you say anything when you phone me up? I think I'm afraid you'll think I never leave you in peace. Let's agree that you always say what you think, and I always say what I think. Then we won't have to guess. A perfect idea! - We should be open with each other. - Let's shake on that. - No, let's kiss on it. Mmm, that's a much better idea. - I've got to rush. - How 'll I manage without you? Poor old you! Wait, I've got something for you. - Here, my lucky stone. - Don't you need it yourself? You need it more than I do. Whenever things get you down, just rub it, and it'll make everything better again. - Thank you, it's brilliant. - And did you get the flowers? Oh, were they from you? They picked me up no end. - Can you drive me to the ferry? - Of course I can. We at Special Branch have the necessary experience and resources. We have to assume that the Prime Minister, or someone very close to him, is under threat. Yes, that could be the case. It could be the re-appearance of the Palme murderer. Yes, it could be any Tom, *** or Harry. I've got no patience for a lot of stupid fuss, so to make things easier, here's my idea: You try to locate this Mabasha, and find out what he's up to in Sweden. Meanwhile, we'll work on the Louise Åkerblom ***. - But the same person's behind it all. - You think so? How can you be sure? It could just as easily be two different people. And if it turns out it was the same person, so what? We still will have made the best use of our resources. What do you know about the area around Kragholm, or about the farmers down here? What resources does Stockholm have in Southern Sweden that we don't? Precisely: you can concentrate on plots against the state, and we deal with the murders down here. Only on condition that you report any findings to us, at once. Naturally. And of course you'll report anything your enquiries throw up to us? - Have you had your hair cut? - Yeah, I have. What's all this? We do not know that much yet. But the ingredients are an Austrian gun, a Russian radio transmitter, and a black contract killer. - With an index finger missing. - With missing index finger, yes. And they say life in the country is dull. Ok if I stay the night? Your bed's already made. I like the new hairdo. Thank you, that was very nice. I'd like coffee as well, please. So, tell me about Africa. - I've been out with one African. - Tell me about him then. You mean ''the *** as ***.'' Look, are you on duty right now? Yeah, otherwise I couldn't claim expenses for this meal. But you only need to tell me... ...er..15 quids worth. Did he say anything about South Africa? - The White Lioness. - What? That's what he called South Africa. And? Come on - have I got to wring it out of you word by word? Well, white lions are very rare. They don't have it easy: Their prey can see them miles away, so they starve - and failing that they get killed by the other lions. White South Africa. But it's all changed ldown ther now, hasn't it? It's still a country where whites are rich and blacks have no chance. - Hi Kurt, long time no see. - Oh, hi. - Wasn't that... - Eva, yes. You were going out with her, weren't you? What happened? Why don't we go home for coffee? - So, what happened with Eva? - We broke up. Why? My fault. I was self-centred, insensitive, a pain in the neck, as ever. - But now you've changed your ways? - Of course! I saw Mum last week,she showed me her new boyfriend. You met him? No, I haven't seen her for months. He's a real twit. styled up like a 30 year old, with values like a 70 year old. Music to my ears! - Why did you turn the lights off? - There's someone down there. with his hand in a bandage. - Go into your room. - What for? Go into your room! - I think it's best you go home. - Are you mad? You can't have him here! He's a mass murderer! He's come looking for protection. He's completely exhausted. But you can't have him here! You've got to take him in or something! I want to talk to him first, try and find out what they're up to. Bye. Bye, darling. - You've got to get him to a doctor.. - I know. - Now! - I will, I promise. - Be careful. - I promise that as well. Bye-bye. I hope you know what you're doing. Thanks. Then we might as well get on with it. Ambulance, *** quick, to the junction of Regement and Maria Street. Two policemen have been shot. Wallander here. I'm chasing three heavily armed people, heading for the docks. Send immediate reinforcements! - What happened? - Get a road block on all main roads. - What took you? - the train... Get a sodding move on! Kurt, a fax for you. It looks important. This whole thing is repellant. The violence is out of hand. Executions with no apparent motive. I don't have to tell you this must be cleared up as soon as possible. These are the three we're after. Have we got any leads on them? - The roadblocks gave nothing. - They were probably put up too late. I've just had a fax from the South African police. The head of the organization, probably the man behind what's happened here, has been murdered. As a result, the police have got hold of a lot of documents, but haven't found any Swedish connection - apart from a cutting from Time Magazine, found in the dead man's wallet. In order to collect funds for the restoration of Windsor Castle... I think you'll find it's the one above that. "Swede named to be the new Secretary General of the UN: Harald Bromé of Sweden is strong candidate to succeed the Secretary General next year... Mr. Bromé is currently an MP in Sweden... - Maybe I should question this Bromé. - Kurt, come into my office a moment. Someone else, anyone, can question this Bromé, even me. As I see it you've got to get down to South Africa right away. Of course it's hard for them to see if there's any Swedish connection. A pair of Swedish eyes are needed to spot what we're looking for. But Christ, it's here it's happening. But what is happening? We've no bloody idea, really. That you must find out - and the answer is down there. The Oslo City Hall. The December 10. Oh, my God! UNMANNED BORDER CROSSING. RING FOR CUSTOMS FORMALITIES. Can you show me to the terrace please? - All clear. - Good. Well, everything's under control and we've found nothing suspicious. - What's the timetable? - The ceremony starts at 2pm. Once all the guests are in place the King and Queen arrive. For safety reasons, there's a 5 minute wait, and then the two Nobel prize winners arrive. What in hell's name...? Phew - it's only the Daily News! Let's get out of here. Christ, I need some coffee. Nothing more will happen here, I guess. It was a historical day at Wilhelmissa. From the early hours, thousands of expectant South Africans poured into Pretoria. Security was intense in this, the former capital of Apartheid. Unbelievable, he's now President. There's hope for the world yet. Yeah, unbelievable. - Have you told Baiba about it? - Nope. Have you told anyone? Shouldn't you talk to somebody about it? What happened exactly? A black man was going to shoot Mandela, with civil war as a result. - That's what they were after? - That's what they were after, yep. Kurt! Group photo in six minutes! - Why wasn't it in the papers? - Well, nothing happened, did it?