Paradise Page #3

- Why don't you ask at the desk.

- Yes, I must have the wrong room.

Take care.

Listen to me, go upstairs.

My car is parked to the left

of the entrance. A green Volvo.

I'll see if I can distract him while

you get off the boat.

You think you can do it?

- See you up there.

- Anna... thank you.

It's Annika.

Police hunt for female witness

- Hi, did you find her?

- No, I had the wrong number.

She's in room four.

Good of you to come. She's Aida

Begovic from Bijeljina, Bosnia.

- How's her Swedish?

- Pretty good.

She's spent time

in a refugee camp in Vaxholm.

- I'll contact them. Is she ill?

- She needs medical attention.

And the guy stalking her

seems really dangerous.

She'll be safe with us.

Hello, Aida.

My name is Rebecca Bjrkstig.

And Ill be taking care of you.

Come with me.

You'll get help, Aida.

This is Mia. She lives with us too.

- Shall I take your bag?

- No.

- It was lucky I met you.

- We'll take care of her.

Annika, wait.

I can't accept this.

Good luck.

We have to go, Aida.

Spike, could I borrow a computer

this weekend?

- No.

- Come on...

- use Eva-Britt's.

- I don't think so.

Damn it, Annika. You can't

just walk in and borrow a computer.

- What are you talking about?

- I'd like to borrow a computer.

You're a funny one.

Any news about

the girl seen in the free port?

No, nothing.

She could have been trying

to catch a bus for all we know.

You were talking about an execution.

The forensic evidence

points in that direction.

We know that the victim was wearing

underwear with Cyrillic letters.

- Which means what?

- Russia, Bulgaria, Yugoslavia...

if it's the Yugo mafia,

we'd better watch our step.

They're dangerous, cold and ruthless.

They'd shoot anyone

just for spare change.

Do you remember...?

You wrote about that famous guy...

that famous Yugoslavian guy.

Does your mother know

about these nightmares?

No.

- Why not?

- We can't discuss things like that.

- Why not?

- According to her, Im a nightmare.

So I can't tell her how I feel.

She wouldn't care anyway.

That's not true. But she's in a rather

vulnerable position, you know.

Working at the local grocery store,

having to hear all the gossip.

Don't be so hard on her.

She had a rough childhood.

I'm a fantastic grandmother,

but I wasn't a good mother.

She spent a lot of time alone,

because I had to work.

- That's not it...

- I won't be around forever.

- So how is work?

- It's okay...

be glad that I have a job.

It's too bad I don't get to write.

- What do you mean?

- I edit copy, Im not a journalist.

Don't they know

what you have to offer?

Your skills

and your talent for research?

I have everything

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