"The couple fell one atop of the other, struck down, finding consolation, at last, in death."
"The mouth of the young woman rested on the scar that the teeth of Camille had left on the neck of her husband."
"The corpses lay all night, spread out contorted"-
"-lit up by the yellow gleams from the lamp, which the shade cast upon them."
"And for nearly twelve hours, in fact until the following day at about noon"-
-"Madame Raquin, rigid and mute, contemplated them at her feet"-
-"overwhelming them with her heavy gaze, and unable to sufficiently gorge her eyes with the hideous sight."
Yes, the murder becomes a turning point in Thérèse and Laurent's relationship-
-gradually driving them to paranoia and madness-
-and ultimately to their joint suicide.
What can we say about the characterof the murderer?
-Yes? -He is evil.
-Mad. -Sick.
Perhaps, but more likely than not an ordinary person, just like us.
With normal qualities who under abnormal circumstances-
-is driven to their actions. Like Laurent's impossible love for Thérèse.
Impossible love is something you're all familiar with, no?
Keep that in mind before letting your passions get the best of you this summer.
As you make your bed, so you must lie in it. Happy Midsummer.
Puck!
-Last lecture of the semester? -Yes.
-Now you can focus on your thesis. -I'm gonna take some time off first.
Such demands... I've invited some friends to celebrate Midsummer at our place.
-You'd be welcome to attend. -Thank you, that's nice of you.
-My wife wants to meet my doctoral student. -It sounds nice.
-Einar Bure is coming. -From the history faculty?
-Exactly. -That sounds very nice.
-That's great! -Where is your vacation home?
On a small island. No phone, no neighbors. All solace.
-Eje! Hi! -Hi!
-I'll help you. -Thank you. Hi.
So...
-When did you get here? -This morning.
-Was the trip okay? -Yes, absolutely. Really.
Good. Wonderful.
-So... -Such great weather.
Yes. It's lovely.
Shall we go, or would you like to continue your intelligent conversation?
We can talk while we walk. What a day, huh!
-Fantastic. -Yes, it's charming.
Puck. Welcome to the enchanted forest.
-Carl Herman Lindensiöö. -Congratulations on the glowing reviews.
Thank you, but I hate it. The expectations for the next book are... well, writer's block.
-My wife. -Welcome.
-Did you studied in Uppsala too? -No, that's your thing.
-I attended a school of home economics. -The best one.
You'll probably want to freshen up. I'll show you your room.
It's next to mine and Carl Herman's room.
You don't mind sharing a room with Lil Arosander, the actress, do you?
No.
-Excuse me... -No, it's alright.
-Please come in. -Hey, Georg...
-Georg Malm. -Puck Ekstedt.
Georg!
Come in!
-Hello. Lil. -Puck.
-So, you're Eje's woman? -Eje's woman?
I get it. Nothing's happened yet.
Let me guess: You met at some party and have been on a few coffee dates.
-Did he tell you that? -Is it true?
In all the years I've known Eje, no woman has ever been good enough for him.
Damn! Ow! Damn...
Let me help you.
Thank you. Watch out.
Rutger promised to fix it, but never gets around to it. It's dangerous.
What do you see in that clown?
Oh...!
Here you go!
Everyone - welcome! Now we drink. Cheers!
Cheers!
Drinking song
...men där nere, miserere, uti magen kord och tvärs-
-sitter Djävulen och väntar på en ters!
Ho-hoo! This is life!
Drinking St John's wort-flavoured aquavit with your best friends.
-How wonderful to be part of your harem! -Oh my, help!
-Does anyone want coffee? -Please.
It's Midsummer. I want to dance!
-Oh! -Already?
-We're graduating! -Music, maestro.
-Do you know her well? -We studied together. She has a Bachelor's.
Music
-I want to dance with Ann. -Eje? Eje, could you help me down?
May I take over?
What a surprise.
Hi.
We're actually on a biking tip, but managed to bribe a guy to take us out here.
Are we interrupting?
-Not at all! -Good. It cost a fortune.
Viveka Stensson. Old coursemate of most people here.
-Excuse me, I didn't catch... -Marianne.
Ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner! Down it goes!
Look what I found inside.
It's cute. Rutger likes it. Right?
-Yes. -But on your desk? It's Eros.
Eros Thanatos...
Human libido versus death drive...
-Guess who modeled for it? -My favorite model.
Now it's time for sack racing!
It's not Midsummer for me otherwise. -Come on, Rutger, if you dare.
-I'll take it. -No, I will.
-I said I will! -I will!
You? You're a piece of cake to beat.
But I told you to let go! Ah!
There, there, little girls. You make it seem dead serious, but it's just a game.
-Wanna take a walk? -Sure.
-I'm facing Rutger. -No. I don't feel like it anymore.
Are the uninvited guests your friends too?
Mm. We met at the school drama club. Marianne was the prima donna.
Rutger was there too. He was really talented.
You should've seen his Jean against her Julie. Viveka directed it.
-What did you do? -Played the maid.
No, I handled the lights.
Rutger
Eje!
Eje, where are you?
He can see us.
Eje?
Hi, Rutger.
-Do you have a minute? -Stay right there.
-Could you come here? -Yes, I'm on my way.
-Leave me alone! Why is Lil here? Huh? -She's here with me.
-Why is she here?! -Calm down.
-What do you see in her? -Marianne...
If she gets in my way, I'll kill her. Do you hear me?
Marianne! Calm down.
Marianne! Stop!
Are you listening to me?! Stop!
-Leave me alone! -Calm down.
Stop! Leave me alone!
What are you doing? What's going on?
You've ruined my life. You've ruined your life too!
No! Stop!
-Have you seen Eje? -No.
Puck?
Rustling and creaking
Marianne...
We'll have to wake the others.
But Eje, we're the only ones on the island.
-Did you find a phone? -Yes, finally got through.
-Is the sheriff coming? -No.
I got in touch with the chief of the homicide commission. He's on his way.
Christer Wijk. My closest friend. There's no better.
-You missed quite a party last night. -I can tell. Come.
-Let's go down to the dock. -Yeah. Tell me everything.
This is Puck Ekstedt.
Puck.
-Christer. -Come, let's head down.
-But...? -What's wrong?
Are you sure this is the spot?
-You never saw the body? -No.
-How well do you know her? -We've met a few times.
A few times? Are you...?
Rutger knows her better than I do. He's her mentor.
Did I drive 150 kilometres, hungover, because a mere acquaintance claims to have seen a body?
-It's Marianne Wallman who's dead. -On Midsummer night?
-Do you think I'm imagining things? -There's no body.
Someone moved it. The police commissioner must've seen that before?
-How was she positioned? -Head here, one arm sticking out.
A red scarf around her neck.
Don't be such spoilsports! -Lil, it's more fun if everyone plays.
-I have such a headache. -It's called a hangover.
Ow! Ow!
I said shut it!
Where have you been? And who did you bring back?
-Christer Wijk? -Rutger.
-Hello. -Georg Malm. Hi.
-Ann Hammar. -Christer Wijk.
-You weren't married last time I saw you. Congratulations. -It was Eje's doctorate dinner, right?
I was so happy to have a national celebrity at my table, but you left so soon.
Yes, a murder got in the way.
-Well, there's coffee in the library. -Welcome. Come in.
-Carl Herman... -But the Americans are idiots.
-Where's Marianne? -She just left.
-Quite nice, if you ask me. -Oh really?
-When did she leave? -Tonight. Georg drove her.
-No, Rutger did. -Bullshit. I didn't do it at all.
She told me that you were taking her to shore.
-She changed her plans. -But I saw you running after her.
Yes, I followed her for a bit.
I wanted to say goodbye properly. But I didn't follow her all the way.
-Rutger's waiting by the boat, she said. -Why are you lying, you twat?
-What did you call me? -You're lying.
Calm down, both of you.
-Anyone want a refill? -Yes, please.
Who took Marianne to shore? No one?
-I don't know. I was on the lake. -On the boat?
-Yeah, what else? -When?
-Between 2:30 and 6. -Can anyone confirm that?
Why? What's all this about?
Puck found Marianne dead this morning.
If this is a joke, it's a fucking bad one.
-Was it an accident? -She was strangled with her own scarf.
-The coroner will determine the murder method. -Murder?
Don't look at me. I don't know anything.
I was out in the woods with Carl Herman. Between three and five, I think.
But Lil, Carl Herman was asleep in his bed when I went to bed at three.
Whoops. Easy to mistake the time when you're drunk.
-The party's over. I'm going home. -None of you can leave.
I have the keys to the boat.
I saw Carl Herman and Marianne argue around eleven-thirty.
She yelled, "I'll kill her if she doesn't stay away."
Then she ran into the woods.
Stop!
Then I saw Ann and Georg kissing. Maybe Ann got jealous...
We're all friends here. Anyone could've come ashore to kill her.
In a case like this, the murderer is likely to be someone close to the victim.
-Eje... -No.
-He was engaged to her. -Who are you talking about?
-What? -Rutger.
Rutger and Marianne?
Yes, they met six years ago. Everyone thought they'd get married.
What happened?
Last time I saw them together was on Walpurgis Night last year.
Viveka was there too. Everything seemed fine then.
Two months later, Viveka reach out to say it's over between Rutger and Marianne.
Something happened, and she doesn't know what-
-so she asks me to go to Rutger's and talk to him.
When I get there, he's completely wasted. He refuses to tell me anything.
He screams
The only thing he'll says is, "If you're my friend"-
-"you'll never try tofind out what happened between me and Marianne."
-When did he and Ann meet, then? -Last summer.
Their parents were neighbors. She had been living in England for three years.
Six weeks later, they were engaged.
Why would anyone want to kill Marianne?
But Carl Herman...!
-What did Rutger want to talk about? -Marianne.
He was coming apart over her being here.
Apparently, he hadn't told Ann anything about the two of them.
I told him to tell the truth but he said I couldn't understand.
-Understand what? -I don't know.
-Are you sure you saw Marianne dead? -Yes.
Where's the body? Where do you dispose of a body you want to get rid of?
-In the lake. -We had the boat.
How do you sink a body in the lake without a boat?
We need to call the police. Get search parties going. Can you head over?
Yes, of course.
There's a boat here!
Completely rotted through.
-Did you have problems with the boat last night? -No. Why?
-It won't start. -Then Puck and Eje must've wrecked it.
Do you have another boat hidden somewhere? Besides the rotten rowboat?
Having just one boat when you live so isolated seems a bit foolish, right?
-I was planning to fix the rowboat this summer. -You and Marianne were engaged?
-How long ago did you meet? -We haven't seen each other since it ended.
-Last year. -How did it feel to see her again?
-It was nice. -Why did it end?
"Why does a rose wither? Why does winter come?"
-Have you read Carl Herman's latest? -Was it a painful breakup?
"Frozen Devotion." I think I have it here.
-Sorry, what did you say? -About you and Marianne breaking up.
No, absolutely not. We parted as friends.
-Eje presents a different picture. -Yes... Here it is.
It might've been a bit dramatic, but it calmed down afterwards.
You know how it can get in the heat of the moment.
How do you get in the heat of the moment?
-Are you and Ann happily married? -Yes, very.
If you parted as friends, why haven't you told Ann about her?
I wanted to spare her the whole thing. Ann is quite sensitive.
Have you no shame?
I won't stop living just because the situation is what it is.
-Where's Eje? -Fixing the boat engine.
What do you mean fixing? Is the boat broken?
What happens now? Are you going to lock us up?
No, but stay close to the houses until the police get here.
How can we contact them if the boat is broken?
-Where was Marianne headed when she left? -To Stockholm. Then she was going to Båstad.
Where are you going?
To the bathroom. Is that not allowed?
-What about you? -No idea.
Can you come with me? I need help with something.
Sure, of course.
Stop it now. Cut it out!
Am I not good enough anymore?
Is it about Marianne?
I love it when you touch me. It's okay if you hurt me.
Did you know Marianne was coming here?
-Did Georg know? -Did Ann know?
-He probably got insecure, poor thing... -Who?
Georg. Though maybe that's not so weird.
-Really... -Ann, I saw you last night.
What do you mean?
Do you two know each other from before?
Excuse me, but I honestly don't know what you're talking about.
You were very close to Marianne.
Do you know how well she knew Georg? How close were they?
She mentioned him once or twice before.
Thanks.
He modeled for her once.
He got quite infatuated with her.
Then he became clingy and Marianne found it annoying.
He wouldn't take no for an answer.
-Did Marianne know Georg was here? -No, she wouldn't have wanted to come.
-How's it going? -Brilliant. How about you?
Brilliant. I have a murder on my hands, but no body. Everyone's lying.
I'm cut off from the outside world. Plus, I'm on vacation.
Just another day at the office, huh?
I'm sorry I dragged you into this.
Just make sure to get the boat running. You're good with that sort of thing.
You know, she's nice. Puck.
Has the police commissioner found anything?
You were the last one to see Marianne alive. You had motive to kill her.
-I was in love with her. -Unrequited love.
No. Why doesn't anyone believe me? When we parted ways, she promised to see me...
You came here with Lil, then you kissed Ann and now you're in love with Marianne.
I've loved Marianne from the very beginning.
-It wasn't serious with the others. -Murder is serious.
Were your feelings reciprocated?
Marianne was a respected sculptor. You were her... model.
Did you lose control when she didn't want you? Did you hit her?
Exactly how you'd like to hit me now.
-What are you doing? -Looking for you.
Looking for me? In the closet?
Ann says drinks are being served in the library.
Are you coming?
We need to talk, you and I. About Båstad.
-How did it go? -Did you get it started?
-What do we do now? -Help each other stay calm.
And lock yourselves in when you go to bed.
Sleep? I can't sleep! Unless anyone has anything to sleep on.
-I have pills if you want. -So do I.
Are we okay?
Thank you.
Good to have Christer here.
-Does he talk a lot about his job? -Yeah, but...
I haven't really been listening. I've just been thinking about a girl I've met.
I see. Is that possibly the girl you've been to a cafe with three times?
Do you know her?
Depends on who you're talking about. You've been to cafes with quite a few, it seems.
Yeah, but there's only one I'm thinking of. The one who had two Napoleon pastries...
-within the span of an hour.
-I know her. -You do? Has she mentioned me?
Yeah. But it was in confidence, so unfortunately, I can't tell you about it.
-Do you want me to tell her a message? -Yeah, tell her that...
...that I think very... very...
Isn't this awfully uncomfortable, huh?
I can't stand being alone! When are you going to bed?
-In a little while. -Good. I'll be waiting for you.
-Here you go. -Can I have some?
I don't know what I'd do without these.
Lil?
Knocking
Rutger? I want to talk to you.
Hush...
It could be dangerous to run around these woods alone.
-Lil isn't in her bed. -Neither is Rutger.
Rustling
Are you okay?
You were right. It's dangerous out here in the forest.
Knocking
Who's there?
Ahh!
Why is your thesis about murderers in modern novels?
The murderer as a character is fascinating. How are your medieval... ?
...church paintings in Sweden? It's so dry that it spontaneously combusts.
-It's exciting. -History connects us most of all.
Backward continuity is like growth rings. Layer upon layer.
A bit like what I lecture about.
To reveal a character's actions, you must look back in time.
"Everyone has their secret about which they know nothing."
"If the treasure's location was known, one would lose their wits and senses." I love Ekelöf.
Me too. Don't tell Carl Herman, okay?
I wonder how Christer fared last night.
Race you to the dock!
You started early!
I won!
-Now you swim! -No, don't throw me in!
Eje!
Oh, fuck...!
It's Georg.
Gunshot. Probably at close range.
I had a look in his room just before we met, he was asleep in his bed.
It must have happened after three, around half past three.
Lil wasn't in her bed, I got worried.
-Did anyone sleep in their bed last night? -Yes, me.
What about Carl Herman?
As I said - I was asleep, so I don't know.
We need to call for police backup and a medical examiner. Now we have a body.
-I'll give the engine one more try. -And if it doesn't work?
We'll deal with that then.
-What are you doing in Georg's room? -Gather everyone in the library.
Perhaps Rutger still loved Marianne?
And couldn't stand seeing her with Georg.
Carl Herman would do anything for Lil.
These are my friends, not just characters.
Your friends are people with passions too. It doesn't have to be a man.
Please, Puck! Could Lil, Viveka, or Ann have killed Marianne? Don't you see...
They're not necessarily angels just because they're women?
Ann might have known Georg from before and made sure he came here.
Or she snapped when she found out that Rutger and Marianne had...
You might be right. Some people play with others' feelings. Not everyone can take that.
Are you giving up?
No.
I'll head back for a while.
Go on! Did you find Marianne?
-Georg Malm is dead. Shot. -Georg?
Wh...what the hell is going on here? Ten Little Niggers?!
My God!
I know some of you were out last night. Tell me what you were doing.
Lil?
Rutger?
I was out for a walk. I needed to be alone.
Where did you go?
Around, just everywhere. What, I...
If the boat hadn't been broken, I would've taken it for a ride.
And you? What did you do?
-I was sleeping. -No. You weren't in your bed.
You must have looked in right when I was on...on...
...the toilet.
-Your doos was locked, but were you there? -Yes. I was sleeping, took a pill.
-Did you also take a pill? -No, I actually didn't!
Lil and I had a moment in the woods.
-So you were out too? -Yes. Desire got the best of me.
-Did you see anyone in the woods? -No.
Lil
Poor Georg!
Does any of you own a gun?
Get a grip!
I'm a pacifist. I despise anything related to weapons.
I have a Luger.
-You have a Luger? -Yes.
Where is it?
I don't understand... I usually keep it here.
When did you last see it?
Carl Herman was quite chivalrous just now when he equipped me with the wrong lover.
Ann, forgive me, but I was with Rutger all night.
Fetch some cognac!
Did you know that Rutger and Lil had a relationship?
No, but that explains why Lil and Marianne were at each other's throats.
Ann, please, wake up.
What did Marianne say to Carl Herman?
"I'll kill her if she doesn't stay away."
Do you think Lil was the reason for the breakup between Rutger and Marianne?
Marianne might have wanted revenge on Lil and ended up having to defend herself.
You think like a detective.
Christer.
There's a gun in the wastebasket in my and Carl Herman's room.
Hidden among lines of poetry about death.
Well I'll be damned
By the way, I got the boat running.
There you go, Eje!
Hurry over and fetch the police. I'll take care of Carl Herman.
Not Puck, Christer. She's not like your other women.
I know.
Leave her alone.
I think she's old enough to decide for herself.
-I messed up. -Where is Carl Herman?
How should I know?
-Is Carl Herman there? -No.
Viveka acted strange when Rutger arrived.
I need to find Carl Herman.
Boat engine
Wait!
-No! -Who took the boat?
No one is driving it.
-What have you done, Carl Herman? -I fell in!
-Did you leave the key in the boat? -Yes. Why didn't you keep an eye on him?
We have a lot to talk about, you and I.
How long have you and Lil been together?
Two years.
It must be torturous to see her with others right in front of your eyes.
-It could drive anyone crazy... -I would never kill anyone.
Not even a police officer.
How did you know Marianne?
-We've been friends for a long time. -Weren't you bitter enemies?
No.
Puck saw you. You were arguing last night.
-Marianne threatened to kill someone. -Okay, okay.
Marianne and I were in the woods. We were drunk.
She started talking a bunch of nonsense.
What? About you?
Marianne threatened your beloved and mocked you.
You lost control.
It might have been accidental, but you killed her.
Georg saw it, so you killed him too. -No, I was with Lil!
Why is Lil saying she was with Rutger?
You write poems about death. We found the gun here, hidden!
-And now you're trying to escape. -No! No, no!
Let go of me! No!
No! No, no!
No!
Let go of me! No!
You don't really think Carl Herman has killed someone, do you?
Can't the rowboat be repaired?
I can take a look at it.
Are you coming too?
You and I need to have a talk in private.
Why don't you just break up with Carl Herman instead of torturing him?
I've tried, but he won't let go of me.
And Georg? Where does he fit into this?
Did you encourage him to seduce Ann to get Rutger for yourself?
Georg doesn't need encouragement to fall in love with anyone.
-That applies to all of you. -Now you're being silly, sweetheart.
What distinguishes this group is that everyone loves only once.
I saw you and Puck last night.
What do you think Eje would say about that?
I have to admit something.
What?
I asked Rutger to invite you here.
I... I didn't know it would turn out like this.
No, who would've thought?
-What a wreck. -Yes, but worth a try.
Marianne was on her way to Båstad, right?
Yes. Why?
I found a letter in Georg's room from a Bettan he was supposed to meet there.
Poor Bettan.
Yesterday Georg said that Marianne had promised to meet him.
-In Båstad? -He didn't say.
We'll never know.
Some minor head injuries, but you're right that she was strangled.
Georg said he loved Marianne.
A man who goes through so many women hardly knows what the word "love" means.
But Marianne wasn't interested in Georg, but in Rutger, right?
Marianne made the Eros sculpture that Georg modeled for, but...
Thanatos - the death god who controlled people's lives with his torch.
And now they're both dead.
I think the one who did it was driven by jealousy.
We found Marianne's body.
-Do you have any flares? -No.
-Could we swim to the mainland? -It takes half an hour by boat!
-We need to signal somehow. -With what?
This is ridiculous. Plus, it's dangerous to start a fire now, it's too dry!
I hope the fire spreads and causes a forest fire. Then someone will notice.
-I'm hungry. -Me too.
-I'll make sandwiches. -I'll help with tea.
Rutger...!
How can you play cards when two friends have been murdered?
What else do we do? Huh?! We have to do something for God's sake.
-A lousy game of whist. -Ann! We're out of congac!
I'll never set foot on those stairs again.
-Whoops... -I'll go myself if it's so damn difficult.
I'll fetch the cognac.
Well, well, the Indians are home! Have you made contact with the other side?
-There are sandwiches. -Where are Rutger and Viveka?
It's Viveka! She... she's dead! She fell!
I told you the stairs were deadly. You refused to do anything about them.
She's alive.
-Ow, ow! Ow! What happened? -You fell.
-Her foot is broken. -Can you sit up?
Ow, ow...
Christer...
Someone soaped the stairs.
Let me through.
-I'll swim to shore. -It'd take hours.
So what? Do you have a better idea?
Eje!
Idiot.
Stop lying, or I'll tell the newspapers about your love for Rutger-
-and your involvement in Georg Malm's death. Not great for your career, perhaps.
Now you're being naughty.
What do you know about the separation between Rutger and Marianne?
-She was probably unfaithful. -Or maybe he was unfaithful with someone.
For example, with you.
It's true that he occasionally has dealings with me.
You provided Rutger with an alibi because you believe he's guilty.
Carl Herman was telling the truth. It was the two of you who were out last night.
Speaking of which, when will we continue what we started in the woods?
We can have a drink in Stockholm sometime.
Lil doesn't deserve you.
I know.
There isn't a single one of you who's not lying to me.
Shall we start with you?
Did you know that Rutger had just broken up with Marianne when he proposed to you?
No.
You must have known about their relationship.
They were engaged for several years.
No. I had been living abroad. No one told me.
Rutger just said he had been disappointed in love-
-but he... We hoped that I could help him get over it.
You had several reasons to hate Marianne.
Are you going to tell about your little affair with Georg?
I saw you kissing on Midsummer's night.
I wasn't in on it! He attacked me when I was looking for Rutger.
You want me to believe that? You have the strongest motive and no alibi.
For God's sake, Christer!
Tell me about Marianne.
-What do you want to hear? -The truth.
I can't help it.
I've tried to make it go away, but...
There has never been anyone else for me.
I love her.
I love Marianne.
Where are you going?
I thought I'd do the dishes.
Did you know that Viveka and Marianne were coming here?
-What have I done? -Rutger?
I never should have married Ann.
-How are you, Ann? -I'm fine.
-Is there anything I can do? -No, thank you.
But thanks anyway.
Was this really the first time you saw Marianne since your breakup?
Yes.
When she arrived... I didn't know what to do.
Later that night we met again and...
Well...
Marianne and I...
We were never good at just talking.
Why did you break off the engagement?
-I can't tell you. -You have to.
She betrayed me in a way that would drive any man crazy.
Ann?
Ann! Ann!
Does this mean that Ann is the murderer?
I'm going crazy here.
We're staying here until help arrives.
If it arrives.
Eje could have drowned.
While we wait, we can sort out a couple of things.
Georg was only superficially acquainted with most of you, right?
-I regret bringing him along. -He wasn't murdered for personal reasons.
But because he knew too much about Marianne's murder.
Who knew she was going to Båstad?
-Someone mentioned it. -Who? After she was murdered?
-After she was murdered? -What are you getting at?
After Georg's death, I found a letter among his belongings.
It revealed that he had planned to travel to Båstad later this summer.
My theory is that the last thing Georg and Marianne agreed upon was to meet in Båstad.
If that's the case, no one should know about her plans other than Georg.
I don't understand.
Marianne must have met someone else after her breakup with Georg.
-Who knew where she was headed? -Stockholm.
And then she was supposed to go to Båstad.
Georg offered to drive Marianne to the mainland. She agreed. Packed.
Then she told Georg that Rutger would take her across.
Which wasn't true.
Can you imagine how it feels when the one you love loves your best friend?
It hurts. It hurts so much that you're eventually willing to kill.
Viveka Stensson, you are guilty of the double homicide of Marianne and Georg.
I have the utmost respect for your intellect-
-but this... might be the dumbest thing I've heard.
Am I supposed to be hopelessly in love with Rutger?
Did I to soap the stairs for myself?
Take it to court whenever you want. I'll cooperate, as long as I get my foot in a cast.
I think you're right, Christer, but also wrong.
I don't think it's about Rutger. I think you loved Marianne.
I didn't want to come here, but she insisted.
When she suddenly wanted to leave...
Where have you been?
Have you been with Rutger?
What have you done?
She tricked me into coming here.
-Answer me! Have you? -Calm down.
She said it was over with Rutger, that we would be friends once he got married.
It was a lie! It was all lies!
I realized I was expendable, that I...
That I had lost her.
That she would go on to sleep with every guy who crossed her path-
-it was too much.
Hi, I'm going to Båstad.
To visit Georg.
And Georg?
I messed up. I hoped he wouldn't pick up on it, but...
We need to talk, you and I. About Båstad.
I've had the same thought. Not here and now.
Unfortunately.
I didn't know how much Georg had figured out.
I had to play it safe.
I had to.
I soaped the stairs.
I wasn't sure whether I would use it myself or let Rutger fall.
But I couldn't bring myself to commit another murder.
Even if Rutger is a man I utterly despise.
I'm not responsible for Ann's death.
I've brought the police. Christer, they're here.
-You made it. -Yes. I'm a hero.
No, honestly, I was nearly drowned when they pulled me out.
Thank you.
Viveka
I know you'll say she was an abnormal person-
-but that's not true. My love is strong and normal.
The crimes I've committed aren't due to my love being sick.
I love the same way you do.
With the same intensity, the same passion, and the same sensitivity.
Eje! Eje, wait.
-Are you heading to Uppsala now? -No, home to Skoga for a couple of days.
-Sounds nice. -Wonderful.
Fantastic.
-Carl Herman, wait! -The writer's block's not the only thing I'm over.
Help me with the bags!
Eje? Would you like to help me with my bags, are you sweet?
Now I'm in a playful mood.
Subtitles: Ylva Fröling www.undertext.se Translation: PuffyRainbowCloud