The Girl Who Played with Fire

Thank you.

True Power?

True Power?

- We have a job for you.

- I do not think...

Yes, we have actually.

Hello, Armanskij.

May I come in?

More than a year.

What do you want?

Need a job?

If you work anywhere else?

I've been traveling.

I have just returned to Sweden.

- Where have you been?

- A little everywhere.

Australia, New Zealand.

The last months in the Caribbean.

I do not know why

I have not said it.

Because you do not really

bother about other people.

You treat people who try

to have friends like dirt.

It is that simple.

Blomkvist has been looking for you.

He called at least once

a month to ask about you.

He cares too.

Just like Holger Palmgren.

It is two years since he got beaten...

and you have not visited him once.

He lives?

You do not even

whether he is alive or dead.

You've been gone.

I have been raised.

I had to run away for a while.

Do you host uneasy?

No. You are doing everything.

It is such.

How's it going

with the new...

... guardian?

Bjurman.

He's okay.

It's okay.

And you are still legally incompetent?

Not to worry

for me.

I'll fix it.

It's not your job more.

No, I am too old.

I'm just a stupid

old knark.

Yes, it's you.

Really stupid

if you think so.

- I thought you were dead or something.

- Or something.

We met not so often

before you went away.

- I was busy.

- It's nice you're back.

I know of only one

who dare knock on...

after eighteen years of silence

to ask whether I will Knall.

... so I struck up with her and trains

to Paris. Mother and father live there.

I worked at a club

by Clichy.

A great place.

But I had looked at jus,

and came.

- Mom took the letter and said the...

- Do you want my apartment?

- What?

- Do you want my apartment?

- Are you moving?

- I have already moved.

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