Britt, can I borrow some coffee?
Hey! It's just me, Maggie.
Hey, can I borrow some...
Thanks for the ride.
No...
She had many acquaintances who came and went, if you know what I mean.
She drank a lot too. But she was very kind and friendly.
- There was lipstick on everyone. - She was generous.
And... life-affirming, if you know what I mean, Inspector.
- Do you know if she felt threatened? - No.
But there was a young man here a few weeks ago.
After that, she said it was a real ordeal.
- Ordeal? - Yes. She said so. Ordeal.
What did he look like?
He was just over 20. Brown hair. He was handsome and had hair like hers.
- Have you ever seen him before? - No, never.
- Good day, Hulda! - Welcome!
Einar looks so thin! Doesn't you eat in Stockholm?
- The young lady is thin as well, pitiful! - Puck
- Welcome, Mrs. Bure. - Thank you.
- That's my father's cat. - He'll be useful here ... for the mice.
No, he's an inside cat. Thotmes III is his name.
- What the third? - He's named after an Egyptian pharaoh.
- Yes, from 1400 BC - Before Christ.
Whoops, that is an old cat!
- How long will you stay? - I'm on vacation for three weeks.
- What's happened in Skoga since I was here last? - Nothing happens here.
Please Hulda, close the door because of the cat.
- Taste good? - Nothing beats Hulda's cabbage pudding.
Here I am with coffee and freshly baked cake.
I can't eat a bit more!
Besides some coffee and Hulda's wonderful cake.
- Naturally! - Go ahead, help yourself!
No, Thotmes! Come back.
Thotmes, come back. Damn cat...
Thotmes?
Thotmes.
Thotmes!
Thotmes.
Thotmes, came here.
Come here.
Oops, sorry!
Puck Bure, Einar Bure's wife.
Margaret Holt, the Colonel's wife.
I apologize, dad's cat ran away, but...
We will... Nice to meet you.
Damn, damn, damn.
- What are you reading? - This isn't work!
- I thought you didn't read that stuff. - It was on your sister's bookshelf.
Wait, don't say anything! It's about a lonely but noble woman ...
who runs into an older, wealthy man, with good heart.
Have you read it?
- Actually Elsbet Matts is a bestselling author. - Yeah.
I have to familiarize myself with Skoga's greatest writer.
- Actually her name is Elizabeth Mattson. - Yeah.
- She lives over there, down the hill. - Remember, what you've got here in Skoga...
Ouch, ouch, ouch!
Come on in, it's open!
Tommy...!
- So, do you have to work on holidays? - Honey, this is pure entertainment.
"Swedish church paintings from the Middle Ages"?
Doesn't your dissertation have something to do with church paintings?
- Well, it might be relevant... - Damn!
Hi! Hi!
The Skoga-Telegraph is hot already. I just came over to say hi.
Lou, hey! It's been a long time!
- How's Yngve? - Good. On a business trip, as usual.
- Here's my wife. - Puck Bure.
Lou Mattson our neighbour. I brought some pie. The way you do here, so I've learned.
- It's the Petrén sister's recipe. - Also neighbours.
On Thursday, I'm giving a cocktail party. It would be great fun if you came!
How nice! Is it for some special reason?
Yes, my philosophy of life says you can't have more fun than going out.
- Hope you can come! Ting-a-ling! - Yeah...
Now we'll be seen...
- You have trouble tearing yourself away? - That's actually exciting.
The devil!... Thotmes!
I told you to fix it out here yesterday. How hard could it be?
What have you done, Thotmes? Thotmes! Come here, so I can look at you!
Puck... Puck!
Seal it off before people trample around and disturb the evidence.
All residents must be interviewed. - How's this one?
- Unfortunately he should have died years ago. - Yeah. Tommy Holt.
- Oh my God! - A wild and hopeless slob.
That's, Lou's husband, Yngve Mattson.
There's your favourite author, Elizabeth Mattson. Yngve's sister.
What happened?
There, Colonel Holt, Tommy's father.
Colonel Holt, I have bad news. Your son...
- Is that his girlfriend? - No, that's his sister.
- Get off her! - Can someone take my daughter home?
- Obviously. - Agneta!
- Mom! - Come on. There, there...
"Brutal knife killings in the Valley."
"A man was found stabbed to death in a garden. Police link it to..."
Why, Christer!
Christer! Have you come here to solve this?
- Not directly. What's the matter with you? - The shock has now subsided.
Come, sit down.
- Hi. - Hulda!
I don't understand how it could happen here.
- Christer, good day! - Good day, go along Hulda.
Do you want coffee? I just baked a cake.
- Thank you, please. - In an moment, Lieutenant Wijk.
Sit down.
- Did you hear anything last night? - No.
- You sleep with the windows open? - Yes.
Then surely you must have heard something.
At least one person was in the garden. Voices, cries?
- We've only been married for two months! - Is this some kind of interrogation?
I'm here on another police matter.
A woman was murdered a couple of weeks ago in Sundbyberg.
The murdered woman was connected to the Holt family.
My condolences.
It may be a bad time, but I wonder if I may ask some questions.
Yes... naturally if we can help to catch the killer.
According to Sergeant Berggren you didn't like Tommy visiting Skoga.
We had no idea he was here.
How can that be?
We've had no contact for several years He lived his own life in Stockholm.
This way.
Do you know Britt Andersson from Sundbyberg?
- No.
That's strange.
In fact she's Tommy's mother.
What! - Mom?
Tommy was adopted.
Wasn't he my brother?
Tell Agneta now.
He was your brother.
Your half brother.
Then one assumes... you are the father?
You have no right to make insinuations about that!
Unfortunately I'll have to. Britt was found murdered a couple weeks ago.
But... You always told me she died in childbirth!
- Eje! Are you ready? - Yes.
- Eje... - Yes.
Come.
- Who's there? - It's Börje Sundin.
He's the caretaker for everyone here.
- Shall we go? - Mm...
What was Christer talking about?
Ah no! This is the Petrén sisters' the pie recipe.
If they see us, we'll never get to the beach.
- And Einar Bure, what a shock - I just told Olivia...
First day of vacation and everything!
- Did any of you see Tommy before...? - No. The honeymoon, little Christer...
- Inspector. - Yes...
But I remember you and Einar liked apples. And strawberries...
You usually have your eyes open. Have you seen anything noteworthy?
- No, what would that be? - We didn't know Tommy Holt was here.
- Are you absolutely sure? - Absolutely.
Goodbye, then.
Okay, now we're here for a while.
- Oh Einar! - Ah, how nice...
- Puck - Pleased to meet you.
We heard Einar found Tommy It must have been terrible.
Hulda has something to tell you about the awful spectacle.
Tommy came to our house as a child.
Yes, now on Monday, for example...
Right...
- Well, what happened then? - Absolutely nothing.
- Shall we...? ' - May we invite you for a cup of coffee?
- No, well we... - We'll just take a cup.
... which we got father's uncle Ernst.
- No, Gustav! - Ernst!
She opened the window and aimed at the invader, and shouted:
"Come out, or I'll shoot!"
And imagine our surprise when suddenly little Einar stepped forward.
Who could've thought polite little Einar would steal our gooseberries?
But tell me more about Tommy. Was he as mischievous as Eje?
Tommy wasn't at all like people said. He was very...
- Olivia, it's time to go home - Yes! It was nice, but we should.
Lou came by with a cherry pie which she said was your recipe.
- Maybe I can get it? - Naturally!
Thank you. - Maybe you can take Livia home and get it?
- Now? We can do it this afternoon. - Then Puck won't have time to bake for you today.
- Yes! It's right, of course! - Cute.
- Shall we go? - Yes.
Thanks
- Have some more cake, Olivia. - Yes please.
Now tell me, what did Tommy do on Monday?
Come on in. I guess you want to ask about Tommy Holt.
I'm afraid I don't have much to say. I hardly knew the boy.
I read about you in the paper occasionally. What are you writing these days?
A dark romance novel with an unhappy ending. Nothing for you.
Don't say that.
I'm trying to form a picture of Tommy.
- What did you know about the guy? - Not much...
... Even though I've lived next door with the family for many years.
I liked him, despite what people say.
- What did people say? - Ah, people talk so much nonsense.
You know how it is here in Skoga.
Do you know why Tommy moved away?
No.
- Did you know he was the here? - No.
Get in touch if you think of anything.
Agneta adored Tommy, and he was so sweet to her.
After she broke her leg he carried her on his back for an entire summer.
"Jump, little horse!" She cried.
Tommy had the patience of an angel and let her do it.
I see. But what happened just last Monday?
- It was supposed to be a secret. - What?
Tommy came and asked if he could stay with us for a few days.
We didn't tell anyone Now I've ruined everything!
No! The best thing may be to tell everything about Tommy right now.
- Do you think so? - Yes, absolutely.
Tommy was told something would change his life, he said.
- He was supposed to meet someone here in Skoga. - Did he say whom?
No, but he got dressed to go out that evening. He wore a green jacket.
He didn't have a jacket when he was found.
I am sure of that. Livia saw him too.
- Where was he? - He talked to the colonel in the garden.
- Hi. Is there anyone at home? - No, but Madame is in the pool.
- What can I do for you? - Christer Wijk.
- The Skoga guy who moved to Stockholm? - Quite true.
What do you know about Tommy Holt?
Not much.
- I haven't lived here long. - How long?
Eight years, five months and nineteen days.
- Then you were neighbours for five years. - Yes.
- Until the colonel drove him away. - Do you know why?
Christer, it's been a long time.
An unpleasant history...
Did you see or hear anything the night of the murder?
- No
Yngve came home from a business trip at nine o'clock. We went to bed at ten.
- Didn't you, darling? - Mm.
Strange, no one saw or heard anything. Nothing happens here at night.
- Why the hell did you do that? - What should I say, then?
Why, hello! I'll bake some custard tarts tomorrow.
- Is Yngve home? - Yngve, your sister's here!
- It can't go on like this, Yngve. - I know that, but...
- Haven't you told her! - No, but I will.
I said so. Did you come here just to say that?
I need my spare key.
You must tell her.
Yes, then we say so. Thank you.
A witness saw you and Tommy on Monday.
What did you talk about?
What did he have over you?
He came here to pressure me for money.
Tommy's a result of Britt Andersson's mistake. He was put in an orphanage.
Margit and I couldn't have children, so the idea came up to adopt him.
And Tommy was right here...
So you adopted him without Margaret knowing he was your son.
But soon after she got pregnant anyway.
Agneta came and our happiness was complete.
But Tommy began to look more and more like me, so Margit asked me straight out.
I confessed, but said his mother died in childbirth.
- Why? - So she wouldn't hate the boy.
She tried to love him, but he was a constant reminder of my infidelity.
Tommy thought you were his parents.
Yes. It would be a scandal here in Skoga if it came out we had lied.
On Monday, he told me he had sought out Britt Andersson in Sundbyberg.
- You said he didn't know about that. - He heard me and Margit quarrelling.
- He learned he was adopted - Was that why he left?
Tommy wasn't really healthy.
God knows what people he ran with in Stockholm...
He ran up debts.
What happened three years ago?
He never told me. It wasn't anything to do with this, I assure you.
You may be satisfied with that.
No, you don't understand! I'm not!
- You need to listen. - You don't understand.
- You need to listen, for your own sake. - I can't, don't you get it...
Hello there!
What are you doing here, and what did you do to Agneta?
You're looking at things the wrong way round.
"You're looking at things the wrong way round."
- What does he mean by that? - I think he's in love with Agneta.
He's possessive, and she's living in fear. perhaps Tommy was trying to protect her.
- And he killed Sundin? - Mm.
He could easily get hold of a knife.
Tommy came here to extort money from his father.
Otherwise Tommy would reveal his mistake.
There'd be a scandal.
Olivia Petrén said Tommy knew something that would change his life.
- He knew he was adopted - then that wasn't what he meant.
Have you found Tommy's jacket?
We found Tommy's bag at the the Petrén sisters', but not the jacket.
Is this "pie" to be served here or on the porch?
On the porch.
William Holt was afraid the truth would come out.
- He has a motive for both murders. - If your deaths are connected, yes.
Thanks
- I believe in an outside assailant. - It's odd no one here heard anything.
- A brutal murder should have lots of noise. - Yes.
- Don't you want anything? - No. Yngve and Lou went home at nine.
Yngve Mattson? He was here until we closed. Drunk as a skunk.
Why, hello! So you left Skoga?
- Is Yngve home? - No, he's at a business meeting.
- Is there anything I can do? - It was just a minor detail.
I'll come back this afternoon.
Then we'll have a small party. Discreet of course, in Tommy's memory.
- It's not allowed. - On the contrary! You're welcome.
- As our guest. - Thank you.
I'll heat up a little more.
- How long has Yngve Mattson lived here? - Ten, twelve years.
- What do you know about him? - A decent fellow, I believe.
Businessman. He sells components for conveyor belts.
- Loaded with money - Yes. An accomplished businessman.
The pool was built after he met Lou. That must have been seven, eight years ago.
Well, yes.
- It's odd. - They fell in love with each other.
She took him for the money!
Why else would a beautiful woman marry an ugly, rich man?
- Love. - For Love!
- Yikes, Thotmes! A rat. - Damn!
- Christer, it's only a shrew. - There isn't much left of it.
This is no rat, it's a fabric flower the kind you wear in your hair.
It's sticky too.
It's blood.
Welcome!
Maj-Britt, over there.
What fun! Welcome.
- Your hair looks nice, Agneta! - Thank you.
Do you know where to purchase fabric flowers to wear in your hair?
No, I don't like those.
- Good day, Yngve. - Good day. Nice!
This is my sister Elizabeth who earns more than I do by writing romantic stories.
I have just read "Their last summer."
I thought literary types detested that stuff.
- Yngve, we can have a few words? - Absolutely.
I want to get something straight: You said you went home at nine the evening of the murder.
You were seen at midnight.
Lou told me I was home. She's a little reckless with the truth sometimes.
- That's harmless. - In a murder investigation?
I should have said how it was. - Hello! Welcome.
Yeah...
- I was celebrating a deal. - After you came home?
I don't really know. I left well after they closed.
Then you should have been home by ten thirty. Did you meet someone?
Unfortunately not.
Are you accusing me of anything?
Come on.
I'd just...
Sorry! I don't know what came over me, I'm usually not like this.
Forgive me!
Don't worry. Everyone's so upset right now.
Were you close friends with Tommy?
- You knew him pretty well. - Yes.
Did you love him?
We had a romance, several years ago.
- What happened? - It ended after he left Skoga.
- And recently you never see each other? - No, no!
Why was that?
What did you mean by we were looking at things the wrong way round?
If you know something. It's an offense to withhold information.
I saw Tommy here... At seven o'clock on Monday evening.
Then he went into the house.
Christer!
We'll take Lou in for an interrogation.
- There could have been another funeral. - Whose?
Mine. I left the gas on last night.
- Can someone get pastor Bostrom? - Yes, I'll do it.
- That was nice! - Come in the car with us.
- Where are we going? - Orebro.
Thank you. Beautiful.
- What are they doing here? They're not welcome. - Shh, Margit!
- Ask them to go. - They're our neighbours!
I'll do it myself.
Sorry, but I must ask you to leave.
Oh. Why then, if I may ask?
- It's not particularly suitable. - Yeah. I see.
- Lou hasn't been convicted. - She's defending my son's killer!
- Get out of here! - Please Margit...
- Go away, I said! Shoo! - Let's go!
Let him without sin cast the first stone.
Please call me...
- Who were you talking to? - I heard Pastor Bostrom arrive.
Yeah.
- Everyone seems to think Lou is guilty. - She denies that at her interrogation.
- How does she explain the fake flowers? - She cries and says she doesn't know.
Why didn't she say Tommy was with her?
She's afraid Yngve would find out.
Why would she kill someone she loves?
Tommy extorted money from his father, maybe he did from Lou too.
- Could this be Tommy's jacket? - Thotmes!
Thotmes!
Open! It's Christer Wijk I know you're in there.
- What do you want? - Recognize this?
- Did he hurt you? - No.
- Huh? - No, certainly not. not at all.
So you for two years...?
Sorry, I thought...
- Did you just get here? - Yes.
Do you recognize this here?
It's Tommy's, right?
I think you met Tommy.
Yes.
On Monday evening.
Listen to me, Agneta! Go with Börje.
- You don't understand! - Get married in Stockholm.
- I'll get lots of money. - Mom and Dad will go crazy.
Listen to me now! I have been told something. Soon all hell will break loose.
- What? - I don't want you to be here then.
Promise to do exactly as I say I'll explain everything later.
Be strong for now.
Go with Börje now.
Please don't tell my parents about us. Tommy was the only one who knew.
- They can't decide who you go out with. - You don't know my mother and father!
I'm not suitable for Agneta.
Imagine having to sneak around with your girlfriend at 20 years old.
- 17. - What?
17.
If Tommy knew about the romance three years ago, Agneta was 17 when they were going out together.
Maybe younger.
There's no blood on it. nothing.
What did we miss?
Someone probably hid in the woods and watched us.
Someone who wanted to do away with the jacket.
And Thotmes.
Someone who wasn't Lou.
Miss Mattson?
- It was here. - Where's the rowboat?
- Elizabeth was here yesterday. - A boat was here yesterday.
Was it hers?
It's Elizabeth's.
Come on.
It's Elizabeth. She left a letter.
"I can't live anymore. I'm sorry. Elisabeth."
I believe Börje needs a cup of coffee.
A cup of coffee.
What do you say, Börje? Do you want a cup?
Why would Elizabeth kill herself?
She murdered Tommy and couldn't live with the guilt.
It was unrequited love.
"Jon, my beloved, I'm here. I'm afraid after all."
"Afraid of upsetting your family and the years that separate us."
"I don't dare believe in this happiness ..
Why did she stop mid-sentence?
Puck
It's her, Britta Andersson. Tommy's biological mother.
- Did Elizabeth know her? - She didn't say anything to me.
Leo, it's Christer. We can release Lou Mattson.
- Christer, is that true? - Did Elizabeth really take...?
We know nothing yet. She just disappeared.
- Did she mention she was unhappy? - No, on the contrary.
She was relieved, she almost died the other night.
She left the gas on, - Olivia, pull yourself together!
- Poor Yngve. - Yes.
- But the legacy will come in handy. - Is it possible?
Yes, he got a blessing in disguise.
- Yngve hasn't a penny left. - He's bankrupt.
Thanks
Have you found the killer?
Did you know your husband's bankrupt?
He was living off his sister. She made large deposits in his account.
Why didn't you tell the truth about night of the murder?
Imagine enticing Elisabeth into the water in cold blood to get an important message.
She stopped mid sentence! Maybe they quarrelled, her shawl fell off...
- Puck! - she tumbled into the lake "accidentally".
- Puck! - It looks like suicide.
Yes!
We need to take a break from everything here.
We'll go to a place where you can get your mind on to other things.
Yngve was on a business trip.
I had to go out for dinner.
Good evening, Mrs. Mattson.
- What are you doing here? - I'm just visiting.
A little bird whispered for my own good Yngve was away on business.
Damn, you're beautiful!
- I must go out to a dinner. - Can't you stay?
No, there'd just be a lot of questions.
- But I can see you later? - Lou, you don't love your husband.
- Come with me to Stockholm. - How would that work out?
There's a lot you don't know about me. I've got money now.
- Sure! - I mean what I say.
We'll talk about it later.
- What did he mean by money? - I never had time to find out.
I left the dinner as soon as I could.
Yngve?
He shouldn't have come home until the next day.
Damn! Holy shit...
Hell...
Ah
Damn, hell...
He doesn't know I saw him.
When I woke up, he had showered and changed clothes.
- Where are we? - Lovers' Lane.
But wait!
Why did he bring her here? To interrogate her or seduce her?
- Lets Go. - Wait!
- Puck! - I think, damn... What are you doing?
Do you think Yngve murdered Tommy?
What do you think?
Do you have some place to sleep tonight?
- I'm trying to take a little vacation. - I know.
Don't give a second thought to Christer and the murder investigation!
I promise I'll do that now.
- Really? - Really.
I need to talk to you.
Maj-Britt! Come and have a drink with me instead.
Hell, answer me when I talk to you!
- Good day. - Hello. Is anyone home?
- Hi. - Have they found my sister?
- Not yet. - I can't believe she's gone away.
My God!
She was a bit lonely.
- Do you want one? - No thanks.
She chose her career instead of a family.
Yngve, you're bankrupt, right?
Does... does Lou have to know?
What happened the night when Tommy was killed?
Some business in Dalarna I was counting on unfortunately went to a competitor.
It was the kiss of death to my business.
Lou?
I realized the bailiff would come and knock on the door.
What would Lou do? Leave me?
A failure is also worth celebrating Cheers, what the hell!
Here you are, one ... another one!
If I want another one, then serve me another one!
I don't know how I got home.
- I don't know when Lou got home either. - She was home. She locked up.
But... Does she... Do you think...?!
- Where did the blood come from? - I don't know.
I cut myself on something on the way home. Why would I kill Tommy?!
Can you show me the shirt? And why not?
I threw it away before Lou woke up.
You threw it away.
I have a theory.
You came home one day earlier and found your wife in bed with Tommy.
- What the hell are you saying? - You were already upset about your finances.
It isn't difficult to understand you got angry and killed Tommy.
Then made sure your wife got blamed.
You asked your sister for money. But she refused.
You fought, and you killed her too and made it look like suicide.
Has my wife cheated on me... With that... little fop?
Yes.
Everyone here knows that, of course.
Jesus... The deceived husband is always the last to know.
Had I known, I'd have killed him.
What happened?
I didn't tell the truth to the police.
You know about me and Börje so I can tell you.
I killed my brother.
Tell me.
Börje and I began to meet on the sly after I turned 16.
Eventually our meetings become more... intense.
We needed somewhere where we wouldn't be discovered.
It was Tommy's idea about the derelict house.
It worked out well several times; and we got bolder.
But then one evening three years ago.
Hurry up, Mom will find us!
Hurry up! Hide. Here.
What did you say?
- Nothing. What could I say? - So your mom thought...?
My parents never allowed me and Börje to meet.
Tommy took the blame to save our relationship.
- But why? - They hated him already.
He just wanted to get away from here.
But I should have said how it was.
It was my fault they threw him out! It's my fault he died!
Puck, come! That's it, hurry.
Margit, calm down, damn! For God's sake, Margit!
Don't tell me... Get off me!
I found Elizabeth's will. Her money goes to Tommy Holt.
That was written the day before he was found murdered. How do you explain that?
Tell me now. Let them hear.
Elizabeth was Tommy's mother.
Why did the parish office say Britt Andersson was his biological mother?
- Elizabeth and I had a brief romance. - Just after we got engaged.
How did Britt come into the picture?
After Elizabeth realized she was pregnant, she moved to Stockholm.
There she met Britt Andersson.
Britt let Elizabeth use her name.
She got paid, of course.
Elizabeth called herself Britt Andersson when she registered at the home for unwed mothers.
In that way we avoided a scandal. You know the rest.
that's how you fooled me into adopting your bastard.
After Tommy learned he was adopted he sought out Britt.
Yes, several times.
Britt wrote to Elizabeth and asked what she should do.
Elizabeth wrote to Britt Tommy should learn the truth.
She gave the letter to Tommy.
- Have you found it? - Yes, he came back with it.
He pressed me for money and threatened to reveal everything.
In fact even Britt pressured you for money?
You made sure to get rid of her. After Tommy, you killed her too.
Then you had to silence Elizabeth after she realized what you did.
Yes, I admit it.
- I can't listen anymore! - I knew it!
- All lies and damned fiction.
- The truth must come out. - Elizabeth, I beg you.
- Wilhelm tried to save me. - So noble.
Murder two people to save the woman he loves.
No, you don't understand.
I couldn't kill Elizabeth, but I forced her to leave Skoga.
- Take me to the station. - What was the terrible thing Tommy did?
It concerned Agneta, right?
He was obnoxious. Abominable.
And now he was back in Skoga.
It wasn't Tommy Agneta met at the derelict house.
You thought Tommy seduced his sister, right?
- I saw them with my own eyes. - Tommy warned them you were coming.
But who was she there with, then?
Börje Sundin.
That's why you staged Elizabeth's disappearance?
I found Tommy's jacket hidden in a closet...
shortly after the funeral.
The letter was in a pocket.
I knew Margaret was guilty.
Listen to me, go with Börje!
- Marry him in Stockholm - I can't!
Listen to me...
So, run away with Börje now.
What are you doing here?
What a surprise.
- I visited my mother. - Britt Andersson was a hooker.
She wasn't my mom, it was Elizabeth Mattson.
I have... proof here, in black and white.
And she was my real mother.
Did you try to kill Elizabeth?
She hadn't left the gas on.
And Britt Andersson?
- She called one day. - Is Colonel Holt there?
Who is this? Who is his?
Tell him Britt Andersson from Sundbyberg called. It's important
Throughout my marriage I felt there was someone else.
I wanted to know who she was.
Margaret Holt.
He said I died in childbirth? And I didn't...
Talk about being fooled badly!
I know what you need. Come on.
You need a really stiff one.
She was right. I cheated on her.
The whole time you knew.
Did you tell her?
You went behind my back?!
- I hope you have time for a little vacation now. - Yes, for a few days anyway.
Bye.
Hi! Hi!, it's me!
There are other people who want to go to Stockholm. Bye!