Put that shotgun down.
Put it away.
Will mother have to go to the hospital?
I'm sorry but your mother is dead. - She is not.
Stay where you are. Put down that shotgun!
Inside!
Stop. Listen.
Your name is Jari, right? I'll put the gun away.
Let's just talk.
Upstairs!
It's the police. Get inside!
Listen.
Let go of it. Everything's fine.
Everything's fine.
Hey, where are you ladies going?
I have to go. - Where?
My mom's coming to pick me up. - You stay here with us.
No, I have to go. - Why?
Where are you headed? - Home.
You need a ride? - My dad's coming to pick me up.
I'll give you a ride. Stay.
What do you want from me? - Why so tense?
Go ahead. I'll see you soon.
Stop!
Don't!
Got you, finally.
Where are you guys? - Just around...
Are you far? I'm waiting for you. - Listen, Elisa...
What? - It's just that...
What?
I can't find her. - You can't find Emmi?
I'm sure everything's fine.
Nothing to worry about.
Take it easy, we'll be there soon. Elisa?
Ok, let's get started.
We've got a lot going on here.
About that downtown gang. The beat is on the lookout-
and we may get called in soon, but I want you at this briefing.
Krankke, what do you have to tell us? - Liverpool beat Man U 3-2.
Krankke's been helping me all week with the Estonian case. Right?
So, Nykänen. What about the case on the west side?
Keep a cool head out there.
Look who's here.
I got caught up in the traffic. - Like about a year ago.
We were just going through the case load.
Right, I'm planning to question that Kamp... Kemppainen today.
Sorry, I forgot to tell you. I already questioned him yesterday.
Ok, good.
Mom.
Mom, dinner's ready.
I made your favorite dish. - Look at that.
You are my angel.
Hi, Dad.
I'll eat later.
I take it you're not hungry?
Sure I am. I'm always hungry.
Hey, Mäki.
I know you're off duty but there was no one else.
Knock it off.
I need that.
Can't I borrow it? - No.
Yes. - No.
Let me guess, you can't pick me up because you're working?
Emmi, of course I'll pick you up.
Can I borrow a twenty from you? - Oh, go ahead.
You're my life.
You'll break my glasses.
I got called in.
What's that stink? Must be pig shit.
What did you say? - Nothing to you.
You just got invited for a chat at the precinct, with a close friend.
You fucking snitch.
Hey, Timo. Glad you could make it.
Hello.
Not much left of him.
Think he could have somehow fallen in that gap?
The alcometer showed zero for the conductor. She didn't see a thing.
Timo, are you listening at all?
Did anyone on the platform see anything?
No, they were all looking at the train pulling in.
Security tapes?
They're being fetched. But at least one of the cameras wasn't working.
The platform?
Clean and dry. I don't think he slipped.
Fahid Mohammed Yasin, age 45.
Wife must've changed prophets.
Chief Inspector Timo Harjunpää from the Helsinki Police Department.
Detective Onerva Nykänen.
Can we come in for a moment?
I don't understand. - Where did you last see your husband?
There on the platform.
Do you remember anything unusual happening there? Anything.
Could Fahid have been involved with some fundamentalist group?
My husband was not a terrorist.
I want to see him.
That's not advisable right now. - I want to see Fahid.
No, you don't.
For your own good.
Move it!
Get out of the way!
How about taking a little vacation? Before you fall apart completely.
No such chance.
Are you still seeing that shrink?
No, we grew apart.
So you must have some pretty clear vision of how you-
or should I say we, are going to get over this?
Onerva.
Things tend to sort themselves out.
Timo!
Elisa...
Don't go there.
You said you'd pick Emmi up. - Don't go there.
Stay away from my child!
Turn that light off!
You wake up hugging your teddy bear, clutching your dick. What then?
I told you already, I went to my friend Appe's place.
And then?
You fucking Muslim, learn to speak Finnish.
What did you do there? - Drank beer and watched movies.
Had sodapops, watched some nazi gay porn and jerked off.
Fucking pig.
You alright here?
You already have someone to babysit for. And it's not me.
It really isn't.
Your mail. - Every fucking day.
Take it easy.
Wait till you get out.
To the mall? - Yeah.
What for? - I'm meeting a friend.
Which friend? - This girl, Terhi.
You look like an old hag in those clothes.
Why do you dress that way?
This could just as well say "I'm a slut".
Here, buy yourself some new clothes. Smart clothes.
Should they say "Keep away, my dad's a cop"?
Yes, have a shirt like that printed for you-
and one for me that says "Don't touch my daughter, I'm a cop".
You took all that? At least you left the library card.
I can walk from here.
Pauliina. Come here.
I love you. - Bye.
Jesus is coming
When do I get to meet your dad? - When you apply to Police Academy.
Next fall.
Hello.
So they're not involved? - Nope. Where are you?
Hakaniemi station, checking around. - Wait for me there.
Stop! It's the police.
Stop! It's the police!
It's the police!
Mom, can I borrow a twenty from you?
Let me guess, you can't pick me up because you're working?
You can't find Emmi?
Mom, where are you going?
Emmi!
Harjunpää's not answering his phone? - No.
And you were supposed to meet here. Haven't heard those samba tunes?
What? - Rustling pill jar: Chiki chiki chiki.
We all have our problems.
And Harjunpää is one problem we all have in common.
John!
So he was taking pictures of you?
That's what caught my attention.
And you had to go chasing him alone? - I should have let him go?
Yes.
We're just about done here. - Thanks.
Your prescription for painkillers.
We'll patch up your head in the procedure room.
Tramadol. - To make it all go away again.
Did you even use your weapon? - Didn't have it on me.
Why not?
It was in the car. - In the car?
How can you be so unfazed by all this?
How messed up are you really?
Saved
"The blood of Christ, shed for you..."
"The body of Christ, given for you..."
Dear parishioners, parents, godparents, relatives and friends-
you may start taking pictures now.
Timo, I want a picture of Pauliina alone first.
Can you move away? - Where to?
You and grandma just get out of the way.
Sweetheart, this is a happy moment. Do try to smile, just a little.
I'll take one more.
Ok, Timo. We can do a family photo now.
You ready? - Granny, look at the birdie.
Which button was it?
What's up, kid?
What the fuck are you doing here? - What do you think?
Good bed and broad. Booze.
Fuck you. - Kengu!
This is to remind you that everything has a purpose.
The path has been opened for us to eternal life.
I got you this. It was meant to be more of a surprise.
You like it? - Thanks. I love it.
Congratulations. Granny, you want some cake?
He's getting out tomorrow, 1 pm. - Ok. Thanks.
Harjunpää, why do you want to know?
Why do you think? I just want to know where he is.
Wouldn't you? - Yeah, I guess.
But you didn't hear this from me. - Of course not.
Elisa.
I'm moving out.
When?
Tomorrow.
Killer of Policeman's Daughter Caught
Sorry.
My mind was elsewhere.
Can I help you?
Yes, I'm er...
I'm looking for something that deals with the Theodice Problem.
Theodice... right.
Why does God allow evil.
We have quite a few books on the subject.
This way.
There you are.
Car accident. - I'm sorry.
It's alright.
Oona and I were on our way to see her parents.
I drove.
A drunken driver crashed with us. Oona died at once.
I understand you perfectly. I lost my daughter two years ago.
The pain will never go away but you can learn to live with it.
If you want to.
Thank you. - That's alright.
I'll take this.
Pauliina!
Is there some other woman?
I don't care if there is, just don't leave me.
Your Dad has made his decision and... - Fuck you!
Fucking yeah. What's up?
Coffee.
And here's the Darfur file.
I hear Jere Maastola got out. That sucks.
I'm so sorry.
But what can you do. - Right.
What can you do.
Let's go.
Get that dog off the table.
Get it off, or it'll have to go.
You only care about yourself.
You only love Jesus and Emmi.
Tough luck. Jesus is a fantasy character-
and Emmi is dead.
Which makes you a fucking idiot. - Be quiet.
I'm surprised Dad put up with you this long.
Who's that guy with the shopping bag? - We checked him, not connected.
How's Pauliina taking it?
Not very well.
These tapes are useless.
Do youwant to get a divorce?
Two years of hell was enough for me.
Torso and head were crushed, instant death.
After that the limbs came off etc.
Ephedrine. Pseudoephedrine, chatine.
He used khat.
Khat has a similar effect as amphetamines-
and it's not as harmless as people think.
Just look at his hair.
Long-term use causes manic behavior and delusions-
anything from paranoia to psychosis.
Many have attempted suicide in one of those states.
So if you're looking for a motive for suicide-
the khat is one good bet.
For what it's worth, I think you're doing the right thing by leaving.
Maybe some things are too hard to just wait to pass.
Yes. Sometimes you just have to do something-
that is against everything you've ever believed in.
I guess so.
When I converted to the Islamic faith, it wasn't easy for my parents.
They're Revivalists themselves.
But they didn't hate Fahid, in the end.
Did Fahid have any enemies?
Someone he'd been arguing with?
Did your husband use alcohol or drugs?
He used khat. A cultural thing.
Life sucks. Only bad things ever happen.
Married Jaana Nyström in 2008. - Physical condition?
Didn't smoke, didn't drink, chewed khat.
Darfur?
Mass murders, mass rapes. Black Africans on the other side.
And Yasin was an Arab.
Wife claims he had nothing to do with the Janjaweed.
Have you found any link between Darfur and Yasin's death?
No.
And now we need to talk about you, Harjunpää.
You're one of our best men but the last two years haven't been your best.
You wouldn't deny that? - No.
I can sympathize with things up to a limit, but you've crossed it now.
From now on, you do things by the book, or you don't do them at all.
Do you understand? - Yes.
Can I trust you? - Of course you can.
Go get us coffee and donuts, my treat.
Nykänen, I'm putting him on a leave of absence.
Don't, not now. Timo and his wife are getting divorced.
And that's a good thing? - The way things stand, yes.
Very well.
Congratuations, now he's your responsibility.
Here are the keys to the flat, tell him he can go there.
The force has a flat downtown. You can stay there temporarily.
Thanks, Onerva.
And no more stupid stunts.
Promise?
Who defines what is stupid?
How about the Police Act?
That indeed, and the Law of Finland.
The Ten Commandments, the Golden Book of Etiquette.
Boy Scout's Handbook.
Doing good!
Stop fucking around there.
I'm telling you for the last time, keep still, you ape.
Fucking brat, the things I have to put up with.
Get down from there!
Stay out of the way!
Get down here at once! Can't you hear what I'm saying?!
You're blocking the way.
Get the fuck down from there.
I'm telling you one last time.
Fucking ape, I'm losing my patience.
Hello... fair enough.
Oh no, I can't... I've got the fucking brat with me.
What the fuck are you staring at? No, I'll take care of it like I said.
I'll dump the kid some place.
No, everything's cool. I'll deal with it.
No, some idiot just got a bug up their ass.
Sure, absolutely.
We'll do that then.
Listen.
You have to save yourself.
Right?
Thanks.
This time we got a couple of eyewitnesses.
Who?
The son. Find his mother. - Of course.
And Nykänen. Where's Harjunpää?
Where's Harjunpää?
You can wait in my office. I'll go get us some coffee.
Did you hear me? Where's Timo? - Hang on.
He was wearing one like I have. - A hoodie.
He had the hood on? What else?
Then he spoke to me.
Spoke? What did he say?
Please leave a message... - Timo. Another Underground death.
The victim's son as the eyewitness. Get over here and fast.
Timo?
Get the fuck up from there!
Did you enjoy the ride?
I can't hear what you're saying!
Do you know where we are? The end of your journey.
Do you know this place?
Do you know what this is?
Get up! - Calm down.
Calm down, calm down. The fuck I will.
Get up!
Feel like crying?
I'll call my friends to come and arrest me.
I'll confess and regret my heart out.
As a first offender and with good behavior-
they'll let me off.
They'll let me off before you've even started rotting in your grave.
What did you say? I can't hear you! - It was an accident.
I can't hear you, rat!
Get up! We're getting close.
Do you recognize the spot?
Yes. I swear it was an accident.
You know this place?
I do. I've been here for two years.
This is not an accident.
The Law of Finland has been my bible for twenty years.
This is your law. This is my bible.
This is your law.
This is my bible.
This is your law.
You killed my daughter. A 15-year-old girl.
Did you look at the photos I sent you?
Did you look at them carefully? - Yes.
Don't lie to me. Don't lie to me.
Put down your weapon, Timo. Timo, put it down!
Timo, put down the fucking gun!
My baby...
Thanks. - No problem.
What the hell am I going to do now? - You'll do what you're meant for.
We'll get over this.
Maybe, if you don't keep badmouthing dad to me.
Pauliina, I'm sorry. I promise to try.
Or try to sell Jesus to me. - Have I been doing that?
I certainly didn't mean to. - No?
No.
And I need a new jacket.
Is this blackmail?
We'll see about that. - Hello.
I was passing by and I saw you.
I thought I'd thank you for the book and your kind words.
You're welcome.
You wouldn't be interested in something like this?
Open seminar at the Bible School.
I thought I'd go.
The Meaning of Salvation in 2010 AD.
It just occurred to me. - Pauliina, knock it off.
I should get going.
Have a good day. - Thanks, you too. Bye now.
"Bye now".
You're such a hypocrite.
What have you got there?
I've been thinking, what if he's killed more than twice.
You mean old Underground deaths that have gone down as suicides?
I have three old cases-
that match Petri Haag's profile.
Wife beaters.
But Yasin doesn't fit the profile.
Why didn't you tell us until now?
I didn't want anyone to know, I didn't think it mattered.
I was nagging about the khat and he hit me and I fell.
And what happened then?
Fahid got scared and walked away. Some man helped me get up.
You recognize this face?
Yes.
He said something about salvation.
Salvation?
What the fuck? Mom!
What are you doing, son?
What the fuck is your problem?
Man, you've got your pockets full of money.
I'm going to a hotel.
Hello, hello... I'm on my way.
I don't know where I am...
Fucking believe me.
You don't believe me?
Hello... Broken.
What the fuck are you staring at?
Save yourself.
Same message everywhere. - Yep.
That little boy also...
So you're back from the pits?
What's new?
Who are they?
Goddamn!
A serial killer.
Man, this thing is big.
I don't think Mäki would mind if you got transferred on the case.
You interested? - Yes.
These earlier Underground deaths need to be looked into.
And we should get that picture of the Hoodman to the press ASAP.
Can you see to that too? - Yes.
Yes, indeed.
Hi. - Hi.
Are you closing up already?
Yes. But I can still stay if you need something.
No, I'm on my way to that seminar. - Oh, right.
I was driving past and I came to ask if you wanted to come along.
I can give you a ride.
Sorry. This was a bad idea.
You're probably in a hurry to get home. To your family.
I'm sorry...
Hey, wait.
What was the topic of that seminar?
The Meaning of Salvation in 2010 AD.
Okay.
Seems I caught you off guard... - Right.
People often ask: Why does God allow evil?
Man, who believes only in logic, finds the Theodice Problem-
impassable somehow.
He will not settle for the answer that God and his works cannot be-
explained by means of science or human understanding.
But both the atheist and the Christian-
can accept the wise message of the Serenity Prayer-
by Protestant theologian Reinhold Niebuhr.
"God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change.
Courage to change the things I can, -
and wisdom to know the difference."
Thank you so much for bringing me here.
There hasn't been room in my life for these kind of things lately.
I feel like all the people in my life are oozing away from me.
I know the feeling.
Even my husband moved out. We're getting divorced, I guess.
We've both been through some rough stuff.
It's all part of God's grand design.
A sparrow doesn't fall to the ground without God's knowledge.
So they say.
Have you thought about what it means?
That God dropped the sparrow.
Everything happens for a purpose. - Right.
It was God's will. His holy work.
I'm not sure about that holy part.
Would you like to see my photographs? - Sorry?
My photographs. - You mean now?
I don't think I can.
I live nearby.
I'll give you a ride back home afterwards.
I'm sorry.
I should drive you straight home.
What kind of photographs?
Ladies and gents, listen up. Focus.
We're dealing with a sadistic psychopath.
So I don't want anyone going Rambo out there.
So you decided to throw the case to the press?
Are you sure he's our man? What have these men done to him?
Nothing, not to him specifically.
But I think he sees himself as some kind of a Messiah.
All the victims had acted violent toward their families.
Chocolate cake.
Delicious.
Listen, I can't stay long.
So could we just look at those pictures? What is this?
My Mom gave me a camera when I turned 8.
I've been taking pictures ever since.
Is that this same house? - Yeah. My 8th birthday.
Mom took this picture with my new camera.
That man is my father.
Looks like a very nice man.
He beat me up at least once a month for as long as he lived.
My father was a preacher.
And a drunk. - John.
And a fornicator.
And a violent madman.
I'm not sure I want to see these pictures.
My mom said, take pictures of this hell.
John...
Dad told me mom had fallen in the basement stairs, and died instantly.
What are you thinking about? - Pauliina and Elisa.
I should probably stop by at home. - Maybe you should stay there.
You think so? - Yes.
My... neigh...
What are you doing here? - I was... directed...
Who let you in?
So what is it? Spill it out.
My neighbor... - Yes, your neighbor.
Looks like... the Underground killer.
Did you say the Underground killer?
I didn't want to stay alone with my father.
John!
I tried to run under a train.
I was late. I figured God didn't want me to die.
He needed me for something.
Sorry.
Elisa, please don't go yet. - I won't.
Daddy's girl.
One time he passed out drunk on the train tracks. I was 10 years old.
You're hurting me.
I asked God, should I move him away from the tracks so he won't get hit.
You know what God answered?
Nothing.
Of course.
A sparrow doesn't fall to the ground without God's knowledge.
My father caused my mother's death.
Your husband caused your daughter's death.
Look.
That's what your life looks like. Look at it.
That's what I want to talk to Elisa about.
Nothing's written in stone.
Sure you don't know where she is? - No.
She could be at that religious thing with this guy.
I think it was at the Bible School.
He's just some customer from the bookshop.
The Son can do nothing of Himself -
unless he sees his Father doing it.
Did you see him?
Put that phone on the table.
Did you see him?
Mom and I were having pizzas and he came to talk to her.
His girlfriend died. - She died?
Was this a long time ago or just recently?
What did he look like?
He had jeans and a hoodie.
He said something about salvation.
You're making such a big deal about this.
Was it this man? - He did look like that.
Who is he?
Who is he? Answer me.
Put your coat on. - Who is he?
Your husband's a cop and a Soldier of Satan.
And you are Satan's whore. You seduced me with your horny flesh.
What's going on?
Did you try to call Krankke? - Yes.
Did you get hold of him? - Not picking up.
Stop!
The guy... lives here.
Thanks. You can go now.
I'll just go and have a few words with him.
John Heino? - Yes.
Matias Krankke, from the Helsinki Police Department.
Can you please get dressed? - Why?
We're going to the precinct. We need to talk.
About what? - You'll find out at the precinct.
Ok, come in.
I'll just be a moment. - Whatever it takes.
Step right in.
Thanks.
Will this take long?
I was going to do some work tonight. - Just go and get dressed.
Hey, you!
SAVED
They knew his name at the Bible School.
John Heino. I got the address. - Pauliina, you're staying here!
God doesn't want this.
You've strayed. But God will forgive you.
Why should God forgive me for what He Himself has guided me to do?
If someone is guiding you, it is Satan, not God.
God is almighty.
If Satan is in me-
then that is God's will.
You have to let me go.
To be beaten up. He'll kill you one day.
Timo is not your father. I am not your mother.
Behold the man!
The tears of a whore will dry in hell.
Stop that thing. Stop it.
Stop it now!
Let go of the switch.
There is tremendous evil in this world.
We, God's children, are doing evil things to each other there.
John. Let go of the switch and come out.
Let go of it.
I'm at the end of my road.
Onerva!
Stop, or I'll shoot.
Cease fire. Stop!
John, stop!
Stop!
Saved!
Timo!