Den fördömde (2010–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - Del 1 - full transcript
Do you want breakfast?
No, not necessarily.
The Condemned
Part 1
Well, our guest today...
has made it easy for a while.
He has assisted us in many things...
and he is the most experienced profiler
in Sweden.
May I introduce
Professor Sebastian Bergman.
Good afternoon, colleagues. I'm back.
I'll leave the microphone for what it is.
There you sit waiting to hear
everything about profiling.
Or what we in Sweden call
offender profiling.
And that's a mouthful,
if you ask me.
The only reason I'm here today...
is that my publisher wants
me to pick up my life again...
so I can sell more books.
It goes on easily.
I have other things on my mind.
Just look who's been.
What's your name?
Go on, tell me your name?
-Dolores.
-I see.
I have never seen a police officer
so beautifully moving. Really.
-What's your name? The blonde at the back.
-Sara.
Sara...
No, you're too young for me.
I will do what my publisher
requires of me...
This is my book, my book, my book...
Buy it.
That's all I want to say today,
this state.
There is nothing to add.
It is nice to read,
because I am a good writer.
Please: For Dolores...
with love...
Sebastian Bergman. 0708 912
Are you going to listen to that idiot?
I was hoping he had changed,
but he's only gotten worse.
The police in Västerköping
have sought our help.
They have found a boy murdered in
the woods. His heart was cut out.
-Is the car ready?
-Certainly.
-It even has a steering wheel.
-We are moving forward.
Yes, yes, yes...
We are about 10 minutes. Day, though.
Last time we were
in an icy parish.
-Hopefully we'll have better luck.
-I doubt it.
Ursula, this is Kerstin Hanser,
The police chief of Eskilstuna.
She needs our help.
Hopefully this meeting.
Something better succeed in the short term.
-This is fine.
-This is Roger Eriksson.
He disappeared last Friday.
He was at his girlfriend's
Lisa Hansson up to ten o'clock.
His mother reported him missing the
next day, because he didn't come home.
-Where was the body found?
-In a pond near the lake.
Five days later.
-And his heart was removed?
-Yes.
To our knowledge, Lisa Hansson
was last persons to see him alive.
According to Lisa, heleft at ten
o'clock and went straight home.
-Is that all?
-Such a little.
He had few friends
and was not threatened or anything.
One more thing,
We couldn't find his coat and watch.
-What brand?
-It is a special one.
A Tissot T-Race Special Edition.
He was very proud of it.
-We will look at the lake.
-Certainly.
Munga Lake, where Roger was found.
-Has it rained recently?
-Yes, very much.
Do you think we can still find
traces of blood?
I wouldn't count on it.
He may have been murdered in the water.
No, that's too deep. Stabbing a body
that's sinking, is difficult.
The wounds were deep, so he was located
on a solid surface.
-Ursula?
-Yes.
-I found something, I think.
-What then?
Blood, I guess.
Which way would he have gone?
-What do you think?
-Yes, that indeed seems to be blood.
I'll look a little further.
Ursula?
Where does this road go?
This way to town
and the other to the highway.
What do you think?
It looks really fresh.
Make an impression.
What the...
To grandparents.
Sabine Mikaela Bergman, 17 July, 1999.
Hello, I would like to sell a house
of the deceased.
As soon as possible.
Can you sell the furniture and
everything there?
He came at seven o'clock. We looked at
"Dancing with the Stars" and drank tea.
Then he left at ten o'clock,
as usual.
-Are you sure about the time?
-Yes.
My parents got home at a quarter past
and he was gone.
Did you know where he was going?
Had he received a phone call?
No, there was nothing special.
-How do you know each other?
-We...
We were at the same school,
Palmlövsskolan.
Is it true his heart was cut out?
Can I talk to you?
-Yes?
-Will you go?
-Yes.
-You know...
A witness saw Roger fight with
Leo Lundin on Friday.
Torkel wants us to go get him.
Right now.
Hello. I'm Billy Rosen of the police.
Leo's home? We want to speak to him
about Roger Eriksson.
The boy who they found?
Leo?
Leo, come here.
-Leo, it's the police.
-Freeze, police.
-Hold it, police.
-Freeze.
Police.
I didn't do anything.
Why did you leave?
No idea, a whim.
You and Roger went to the same school,
but he changed schools.
Why?
Ask him.
Nice watch. Is that yours?
Of course.
A Tissot T-Race Special Edition,
you have a big problem.
Do you understand?
-Enjoy this?
-I did nothing.
Give me that watch.
Lundin Leo admits to
taking away the watch.
He says he encountered Roger
on Pilgatan.
He was bullying Roger. But
Roger fit him first.
They fought, Lundin won
and took his watch as punishment.
But it may be that Lundin had
a knife and got out of hand.
-And stabbed him 30 times.
-Maybe a panic reaction.
Roger was screaming on the floor,
Blood was everywhere...
and he thought: Fuck you.
He didn't tell that after.
We need very good evidence
to make it stick.
One more thing. Leo insists he
encountered Roger at nine o'clock.
-But Roger was at Lisa's.
-Apparently not.
-Any news about the scene of the crime?
-The tire tracks from a Pirelli 300.
We haven't found any others. The body
must have been dumped using that car.
Okay. Come, then we'll go to search
Lundin's house.
There's someone for you.
It's Roger's mother.
She wants to speak to the
lead investigator.
Hi, I'm Torkel Höglund of
the National Police.
I'm so sorry.
They say Leo Lundin did it.
It's his fault Roger had to go
to that snobby school.
We're going after Leo...
but we haven't charged him yet.
I'm getting calls
from members of the press.
They want to interview me,
an exclusive interview.
I think you'd better not
to talk to them.
They want to pay me.
How much do you think I can ask for?
I have no idea.
Sorry, but I must get back to work.
Hello.
This may take a while.
If you wish, you can wait with me.
-Who are you?
-I'm Sebastian Bergman.
My mother Esther lived there.
Hello. I knew Esther a little.
-Condolences.
-Oh.
It doesn't matter.
I have fresh coffee.
Well. Thank you.
-Go ahead. The door is open.
-Fine, thank you.
-Sebastian, what are you doing here?
-I stay here.
There, in my mother's house.
She's dead, so I'm here
to sell it.
I think you should leave
before Ursula sees you.
It doesn't bother me
if he stays alone.
Where is his father?
I called him and he said
he'll try to come home Friday.
I saw your mother now and then.
She said you were an impossible man.
But that's not true.
We're finished for the time being.
You can go home.
-Thanks.
-Can I come in?
-When will Leo be released?
-We don't know.
Thanks.
Hopefully, it was to drink.
-Goodbye.
-Good day.
-You haven't changed.
-It was cold outside.
If it was a man or a child,
you wouldn't care.
-Found anything?
-Nothing I can tell you about.
Got a cigarette?
No, I stopped years ago.
Too bad, my mother didn't like smoking
in the kitchen.
Sebastian still the same.
What are you doing today?
I live off my wife's life insurance.
And now there's my mother's money too.
-I didn't know you were married.
-I'm even a widower.
-A lot can happen in 12 years.
-Has it been that long?
I'd have sent a postcard
if I wanted to keep in contact.
I mean, if you regret
we've drifted apart.
I'd have kept in touch
if I had found it important.
All the best.
FBI Training
The killer was at Lioda's funeral according
to Sebastian Bergman of the Norwegian police
I don't know if I'm writing to the
right person. Thanks for the quick response.
I understand your reluctance to give
your son's address to a stranger...
but I really have to get
in touch with Sebastian.
I have to talk to him
or know that he'll get this letter.
Sincerely,
Petra Andersson.
Sincerely,
Petra Andersson.
... Greetings, Petra Andersson.
Return address
We have to release Leo today. The house
search didn't turn up anything.
I know.
We didn't find anything useful.
-What the hell?
-I am pretty good at this.
What are you doing here?
I must get back to work.
With you.
-In this case.
-It's impossible.
I need it.
Work would do me good.
-It occurred to me when you left.
-Maybe so, but Ursula would kill me.
-And you haven't worked for a while...
-You need me. You're wrong.
-Is that so?
-The boy is innocent, you can see that.
The body was dumped
at a remote location.
You need a car for that.
Removing the heart may indicate
a ritual.
Everything points to an astute
personality.
An older, more educated person.
Not a boy who appears at the police
wearing the victims Watch.
Maybe so,
but the answer remains no.
I need this.
Remember your departure?
You were in a terrible state.
You'd have been National Police Chief
if no one had discovered it?
The reports were submitted on time,
The error was corrected...
Torkel, you know I never beg ...
Why should we suddenly get the 'great'
Sebastian Bergman?
He can be useful and
Sebastian is available.
-And I've lost weight.
-Pardon?
You said the "great" Sebastian Bergman,
but I've lost weight.
-And we must work together.
-My apologies.
Sebastian, sit there
and read up on the case.
-And respect my colleagues.
-Certainly.
You'll hardly notice me. Really.
Excuse me. I'm Sebastian Bergman
and I assist the National Police.
Can you tell me anything?
I'm looking for Petra Andersson who attended
the University of Stockholm in 1979.
She used to live at this address.
I can't trace her anywhere.
-Well. Is this the case?
-Yes, absolutely.
-I need to ask the manager for permission.
-Not necessary. Torkel Höglund authorized it
I can't just go and find things.
You know that.
-I understand you're careful...
-Sebastian.
-First I must ask the chef.
-I'll ask him myself.
Here, we just got an anonymous e-mail.
"Leo killed Roger. The proof is
in his garage. Someone who knows."
Yesterday we searched everything,
but we're going to check this out.
His mother helps us.
Ursula...
Leo Lundin would never hide
the victim's coat in his garage.
-Why not?
-He never took it.
-He took the watch.
-That's different. That's expensive.
Moreover, you were there yesterday.
Ursula.
We especially searched for the murder
weapon. I took this yesterday.
And I took this today.
Someone wants to make Leo pay.
The bastards.
We know where the email came from?
Did Roger lie here?
Poor bugger. Are you sure
it wasn't suicide?
It's a small private school
with 240 students.
The students come from everywhere,
from across the whole country.
So that's why we also
have a boarding school.
To separate the rich kids from the mob.
This is no longer just a school
for the elite.
We talk to parents
who want their children to learn.
Our students get top marks
in the country.
-How did Roger come here?
-He had problems at other schools.
He was bullied and stuff.
Beatrice Strand, one of our teachers,
knew him well and so he came here.
Did he like it here?
Did he have any problems here?
No, but talk to Beatrice Beach,
she was his class teacher.
How could he pay the school fees?
-Roger was exempted from it.
-Yes, he was a little social project.
Quota for your charity.
He got a free education at one of
the best schools in the country.
It bothers me a lot,
when you talk about my school.
I spent the worst three years
of my life here.
It takes more than your sales pitch
for me to hear a eulogy.
-You're an alumnus?
-Yes, unfortunately.
My father was the founder
of this temple of knowledge. Dad.
-You don't resemble each other.
-Thank you.
That's the nicest thing you've said
to me. I'll wait outside.
-Sorry.
-This is really important.
The email came from a hotmail address
created at your school.
-Do you supervise computer use?
-No.
We have no security cameras.
We operate on trust.
Whoever wrote it, also left Roger's
blood soaked jacket in Lundin's garage.
Someone at your school is involved
in this murder.
It is absolutely terrible. I only spoke
to him on Friday, and now...
The director said Roger was here
at your intercession.
He is a friend of my son Johan.
We saw him often and he wasn't happy
at his old school.
Was he happy here?
-At first it was hard for him.
-In what way?
Our students are highly motivated.
He wasn't use to the pace
and the level of the classes.
But it got better
after he received tutoring.
Did he behave differently lately?
No, no.
He was a very nice guy.
Sensitive.
It is completely incomprehensible.
-Your son...
-Johan.
Yes. Is he here?
No, he's at home with his father.
He's take it very hard.
There's something...
Perhaps it's unimportant,
but he called us on Friday.
-Roger?
-Yes, he wanted to talk to Johan.
But he had gone with his father.
I said he should try his mobile,
but Johan said he never called.
-Did he say why he called?
-No.
But his voice sounded different.
Scared, you might say.
-What time did he call?
-Quarter past eight.
-Lisa, do you mind?
-I will come later.
Look, we know Roger was seen
at nine o'clock in town.
We also know he called someone about
eight o'clock and sounded scared.
Do you insist he stayed with you until
ten o'clock?
He left at ten o'clock
and didn't call anyone.
-I must go now.
-I think you're lying.
My parents... I can't talk any more.
Your boyfriend is murdered,
but you worry about your parents.
-You don't know them.
-I'd love to meet them.
And mostly to tell them
you're lying to the police.
How worried then will that make them?
-Roger wasn't my boyfriend.
-What?
-But he was approved of.
-By them?
Who was with you?
-Did Roger have a girlfriend?
-Yes, he said so.
-Who?
-He didn't say.
-Hello. Is something wrong?
-No.
Routine questions. But...
We were ready, right Lisa?
I don't know.
I tried to give him everything.
But what I bought him,
he always wanted more.
I thought the new school, but nothing.
-She took him away from me.
-Who?
Beatrice.
A trip to Mauritius,
skiing in the Alps...
It wasn't good enough at home.
I wasn't good enough.
None of us were good enough.
After a while he sat alone
in his room.
He didn't speak to me.
Did he ever get threats
or have conflicts with others?
-No.
-Do you know that?
If he was at risk,
would you have known?
No.
-We want to speak to Roger's father.
-He doesn't have one.
-What do you mean?
-You must go now.
I'm expecting a visitor.
-Who comes next?
-A journalist from the Evening News.
Her son was murdered
and she only thinks about money.
See the benefits a situation
presents, it may also relieve pain.
It's sick.
-She can't be fixed otherwise.
-How about crying?
She gets no advice for her feelings.
Unfortunately.
No matter what she
experienced, she can always mourn.
What do you know?
Have you ever lost something
you hold very dear?
-No. -Then you don't know
what you're talking about.
Then the girl has to shut up and
stop judging other people.
Hi, I'm Vanja Lithner with
the police.
We know he wasn't at Lisa's
that evening.
Do you know with whom he spoke?
He didn't talk much about it.
But he needed money.
He always said he needed money.
Do you know if someone hated
him a lot?
No.
Well...
-Maybe axel.
-Who is that?
Our former industrial arts teacher.
He was fired a few weeks ago.
It turned out Axel sold alcohol
to students at the school.
-For a long time.
-How did you find out?
Roger is a responsible boy
and came to tell me.
We had someone contact Axel
to order alcohol purchase him.
-We caught him.
-And then?
He was summarily dismissed
and that was the end of it.
-And the police weren't informed?
-How would that have helped us?
-Our reputation is our best advertisement.
-So you don't report crimes?
Selling acohol isn't a great crime.
Axel would have only received a fine.
Probably.
The damage to our reputational would have
been greater. That was our priority.
Roger got a teacher fired
and you didn't tell us.
Axel Johansson isn't at home
and doesn't answer his phone.
Track Axel down.
Well, Roger wasn't at Lisa's.
But who was he with?
Hello.
-How are you?
-Fine.
And you?
What is this?
I'm looking at the surveillance camera
images in Västerköping...
from that Friday... We hope to see Roger.
Hey, you're good with computers, right?
Thank you. That do they show.
But from the amount of material I
haven't found anything up to now.
Can you help me?
I am looking for Petra Andersson.
She studied in Stockholm in 1979
and lived at this address.
Petra Andersson?
-Does this relate to the case?
-It may be a trace.
First I want to know more before
I inform the others.
I must know what this has
to do with Roger.
That's a long story.
Maybe I'm wrong.
Trust me.
-Well, I'll check it out.
-Nice, but we'll keep it among us.
Those girls would be pleased
to see the back of me.
-Hello, is there something wrong?
-Yes...
Well, I spoke with my son...
He said Axel, their teacher,
maybe involved.
So I wondered if my son
might be involved.
-I'll handle this.
-You don't need to worry.
Roger ensured Axel got fired.
The mere thought that Johan
may be involved, makes it worse.
I understand that.
Where is Johan now?
He's went out with Ulf.
Johan had to get out.
That will do him good.
-How are you?
-me?
Do you need anybody to talk to?
It is a painful history.
-Sure.
-You forget yourself often.
You want something to eat?
I just want to go out to eat.
-Are you coming?
-I'm a cop...
No, I assist the police sometimes.
I am a psychologist.
I don't often work with the police.
Do you know a good restaurant?
-Yes.
-I've lived on pizza all day.
Come, come in.
-Here it is.
-I see what you mean.
-What am I?
-Well, a bit dangerous.
Smarter.
Or is that just your way of working?
-I'll get us something to drink.
-No, thanks. I've had enough.
No, you just need it.
-Hello?
-Do you have a daughter?
-No.
-But here is:
"To Grandma and Grandpa.
Sabine Mikaela Bergman, 17 July, 1999. "
She's dead.
I'm sorry.
Really, really sorry.
-I'd better go.
-Why?
You're just ...
We've already gone too far.
We haven't even begun.
Say, say...
Listen, I'm not going to bed with you.
I want to talk to you,
but I'm not going to bed with you.
You think I need someone
to talk to?
-Do I need it?
-Stop it. Stop it.
Who do you think you are?
She was four years...
Sabine.
Four years.
I held her little hand...
I always saw myself as a civilized,
well-read...
and intelligent person.
I knew everything.
The tsunami...
I held her hand when the wave came.
We turned around in the water.
I held her.
The worst sound I've ever heard.
The whole time I felt her hand
in mine.
I knew I'd never, never
let go.
But it happened.
There must be something in that water...
I've never found her
or her mother either.
Each night...
I feel her hand in mine.
And every night I let go of her again.
Every night she dies again.
I can put an end to
the uncertainty...
because I have a fairly clear picture of
Roger's last walk from the cameras.
The first time he was filmed,
in this area...
shortly after the encounter with Leo Lundin.
We see him exactly nine minutes later
again, at eight minutes after nine.
Here at 21 minutes past nine.
These are the last images on the camera.
Here are some enlargements.
They are a bit grainy,
I can't get better ones.
He crosses the street,
if he'd gone straight...
He'd appear on the next camera.
But he does not.
Does someone he knows live there?
Axel Johansson lives there.
That's close by.
-We need to find Axel.
-His house is being watched.
-Not necessary any more.
-What?
I just talked to the customs. Axel
was caught smuggling liquor into the country.
He's been in custody since the weekend,
caught with a load of vodka.
-He can't possibly have done it.
-Wait...
What else is in the area of the
the last camera?
Houses, a small wood, a motel,
a community center...
-A motel?
-Yes.
Roger and Lisa both had appointments
with other people.
Motels are cut
for secret meetings.
Hi, I'm Billy Rosen with
the police.
How many rooms were occupied
last Friday?
I'll check.
-six rooms were occupied.
-I want to know who rented the rooms.
Names, phone numbers and addresses.
-Did you talk to her?
-Billy is working on it.
Good.
Here is Roger's autopsy report.
It was worth the wait.
It is full of surprises.
38 stab wounds, especially in his upper body,
but also on his arms and legs.
Not on his face.
And this is the first surprise:
All the stab wounds were
applied post mortem.
-What?
-He was dead when he was stabbed.
-What is the cause of death?
-The reason was his heart was removed.
They wanted a bullet back.
So he was shot?
The bullet is missing,
but there are marks on his ribs.
He was shot in the back with a
relatively small caliber, 22.
-What else is there?
-More? Isn't that enough?
Surprises always come in 3's?
Ragnar Carlsson,
The rector of Palmlövsskolan...
is the chairman of the shooting
club of Västerköping.
-He's a top scorer.
-There are three.
What do you want? Wait outside
until I say you can come in.
Wait outside until I say
you can come in.
-Answer the question.
-What question?
-Do you have a 22 calibre rifle?
-Am I be under suspicion of anything?
Answer the question.
-Yes, I do.
-Where do you keep it?
-At home in a gun safe.
-Who is this man?
Frank Cleven.
-What is it?
-Wasn't he at the motel?
Cleven Frank lives in Eskilstuna,
is married and has one daughter.
He didn't understand at first what
I was talking about...
but we just went through, and reminded
him of the the motel in Västerköping.
He was afraid his wife would find out.
Because Frank was with him in that motel.
The rector of the nice private school
is gay.
How do you make it?
What do you think, Sebastian?
That it's a secret that absolutely
mustn't be made public.
-Did Frank say at what time Ragnar left?
-Quarter past nine.
-Roger was here at...
-21 minutes past nine.
On the way to the motel.
Immediately after his meeting with Leo.
He sees the rector.
Roger threatens to tell everything
and wants money.
He underestimates how much is
at stake for Ragnar.
Ragnar's life would collapse.
There is only one option:
stop Roger.
Then he realizes that his
fingerprint is on the bullet.
No...
-That didn't happen.
-Tell me what happened.
It didn't happen at all.
I didn't stop Roger.
But you were at the motel with
Frank Cleven.
We know you were there.
The interrogation is halted
at a quarter past twelve.
-Was that all?
-No, we search your house too.
Two officers will remain here
until we are ready.
Be discreet, no uniforms.
If it becomes known I met Frank...
Please, for the sake of the school.
It would be terrible if the truth
came out.
No blood, no muddy shoes,
no traces of Roger.
I've had the car checked:
No blood, no Pirelli tires.
-Has it being recently fired?
-He is a passionate rifle-man.
-But without a bullet...
-Damn. Turn everything upside down.
We have to find something, damn.
we need to find something .
We've searched the whole house
and found nothing.
What do you think?
-He has a cottage somewhere?
-Nothing.
I think the killer knew Roger.
Why do you think that?
No stab wounds in the face.
This suggests a kind of relationship.
I don't think it was the intention
for him to die.
But someone who is shot and then
gets stabbed 38 times...
-can't possibly survive.
-The bullet is removed.
That is bloody, takes time and increases
the chances of discovery.
But the gunman had no choice.
The bullet would betray him.
If he had planned the murder,
he'd have brought another weapon.
-So why the gun?
-To threaten.
-To frighten him.
-That he was serious.
And the gun was the only thing
he had available.
Patience, we're on the right track.
The killer knew Roger.
Come and look. I have something, I think.
There was a camera in the eastern area
I haven't checked.
I thought the pictures wouldn't
yield anything.
But here is someone who in terms of clothing
and movements looks like Roger.
There is something interesting to see.
I just play again.
I'll pause, there.
See that car?
We assumed Roger continued walking.
But what if it didn't
and got into that car.
Therefore, no more pictures
of him.
-It looks like a Nissan.
-It is a Nissan King Cab.
-Good job, Billy.
-Thank you. Vanya, pass it to Ursula.
No...
No, I don't recognize him.
Doesn't one of the parents of Roger's
friends own a dark pick-up?
Yes, they have them.
They feel safe in them.
It is a common car.
Is this...
Is this the last picture of him?
Yes.
-Does she recognized him?
-No.
There are about 30 pickup trucks registered
in this region.
I compared the names to the
school register, but found nothing.
Check all the pictures. That damn car
must have come from somewhere.
Okay, I'll do it.
Come with me.
The police showed me pictures.
Interesting photos of my son
and a car...
I recognized.
We'd better talk.
-What do you think about that?
-Hello.
We have checked the tracks
of 300 Pirelli tires.
This is definitely the crime scene.
-But he wasn't killed here.
-Why not?
You said this was a crime scene.
That's right, but he wasn't murdered
here. He was dragged here.
Be careful where you walk.
You see how he was dragged?
The tracks lead to the place
where he probably died.
Shot in the back.
The killer found this place to open
and drag him into the trees.
The bullet was removed...
and he wanted to mask the
gunshot with the stab wounds.
The car with Pirelli tires
drives up, the body is loaded...
and brought to the dump.
What was he doing here? How did he come here?
The person who picked him up,
deposited him here.
But why?
He lived nearby. There, right?
-Maybe he was on his way home.
-Maybe so.
Could be.
When he was brought here by car,
the car was parked there.
Would Roger walk here if he knew
someone a gun was waiting for him?
Maybe if they just went
shooting for fun.
When he got out,
crossed the field and went home...
-Did the gunman then stand by the car?
-A good marksman could do that.
No, we see something about the head.
-Where are you going?
- To Roger's mother.
I want to know if Roger often went
home.
Hello?
Lena?
Hello?
It's Sebastian. Stay on the line.
It's Sebastian.
I'm at Lena Eriksson's home.
Billy...
The school has a metallic green
King Cab.
It seems that Ragnar is the most
frequent driver.
Let's pick him up.
It isn't necessary.
-Where did you get the keys from?
-The office of the rector.
-This is his private room?
-No one else had keys.
The dream of a psychoanalyst:
a locked room full of dark secrets.
In your father's fine school.
-Do you have the keys?
-Here.
Ragnar and his fine school.
Gay porn.
My father would have disapproved.
Listen.
Ragnar sent Roger two text messages
in the week before his death.
This is the first.
"This must stop in the interests
of everyone. "
And this is the second.
"Roger, lets hear from you. Now."
-Hello, Billy.
-Roger was in the car.
-I have found fingerprints.
-Okay.
He also has the same Pirelli tires.
But there were no traces of blood
found.
There is also a travel log.
Here is the entry from Friday afternoon...
and one on Monday, but there's no entry
for a 17 km trip on the weekend.
We know Ragnar Carlsson
hid his homosexuality...
andsent text messages to Roger .
What have you heard from the bank? Are
there discrepancies in the school accounts.
He paid 30,000 SEK to an external
consultant one month ago.
Then another 30,000. And just before
Roger was killed another 30,000 are missing.
-To whom was it paid?
-To Lena Eriksson. Roger's mother.
-Blackmail?
-Probably.
We know Ragnar and Roger
were at the motel.
Did they have a sexual relationship?
Roger has also been in the car.
His mother discovered the relationship
and began to blackmail Ragnar.
Maybe Roger threatened to reveal all.
Ragnar grabs a gun...
The distance is no problem
for a sniper.
The rest is history. The bullet,
The stab wounds, the dumping of the body.
When we asked if Lena Eriksson
recognized the car, she lied.
She realized the murderer was Ragnar
and she decided to blackmail him.
He drives out to confront
her and it goes wrong.
He realizes he can't explain
and decides to kill.
Fine, but you forget some small
details.
Think of the porn and Frank Cleven.
Adult men.
Ragnar Carlsson was not into boys.
The killer is cool in nature.
Cool enough to remove a bullet
from a dead boy.
Cool enough to dump the body
in the woods.
Cool enough to place evidence
that leads us to Leo.
So why wouldn't he remain cool?
Why do you shoot yourself in the head?
That doesn't match the offender's profile.
The evidence points
in that direction.
There is no doubt.
Ragnar Carlsson is guilty.
You are wrong.
But I have enough anyway.
Sebastian...
-I did what you asked.
-What?
The address of Petra Andersson
you're looking for.
-The woman who lived Vastertorp.
-I'm still interested.
-It has nothing to do with the matter?
-No.
12 Storsjögatan in Stockholm.
It was fun working with you.
I could say that.
Here are some papers found in
Lena Eriksson's house.
I'm no longer working...
What papers?
It's mainly about the
boys school. Keys, numbers and stuff.
Nice. Thank you.
Well, set the trip odometer to zero.
We start at the motel
on Oxbindargatan.
Drive to the lake now.
Damn.
-Hey, have you a minute?
-Why?
I have something to say.
You're not a cop.
The case is closed. Let it go.
I can't if it's wrong.
Lena blackmailed Ragnar. That's right.
Ragnar killed Lena. Probably
by accident, but he did it.
-But Ragnar didn't kill Roger.
-Why not?
They had no sexual relationship.
Come, come and see...
The school's car was driven 17 km
on the weekend.
The route from school to the motel,
to the soccer field...
to the dump and back to school
is 35 km.
But the route to the motel,
the football and returned 17 km.
The car wasn't used
to dump the body.
And second:
Why was Roger at the motel?
To meet someone.
But that was not Ragnar.
I have spoken to the motel owner.
Guess who frequently came to the motel,
but not on Friday?
Roger had a relationship
with someone from school.
Someone who helped him,
who gave him good grades.
Gave him confidence.
Roger called Friday.
We thought he called Johan,
but it was not so.
I know I should have told...
I'm married.
He was my pupil.
It just happened.
He needed someone.
He received little support at home.
And I...
I wanted to be needed.
Loved.
Is it terrible?
How did Roger's mother learn
of your relationship?
I don't know. She knew.
But instead of ending it...
-she started to blackmail Ragnar.
-And then?
Ragnar told me to end the
relationship with Roger.
It would harm the school.
So I did, or
at least I tried.
He called me on Friday
and wanted a final meeting.
We wanted to talk it through.
So I borrowed the car from school...
and pecked him up at the motel.
He had been fighting and had a nosebleed.
We drove to the soccer field...
He refused to accept
we couldn't see each other anymore.
He cried and was angry.
The last I saw of him,
was when he crossed the field.
I drove back
and parked the car at the school.
I had nothing to do with his death.
-Is Sebastian here?
-Why do you ask?
I want to talk to him.
-Why?
-I just want to.
Well.
And? Did she do it?
No, she's speaking the truth.
What did they talk to you about?
Nothing.
If she is telling the truth,
Who did it?
She deceived someone.
What do we know about her husband?
-Pirelli tires.
-I see it.
There is blood.
He has guns. Billy, go back.
Vanya, you're coming with me.
Sebastian, you stay here.
-Wait, wait. Don't shoot.
-No movement.
-I did it. Put your guns away.
-Continue until I say stop.
My son is upstairs. He is afraid.
Keep on walking. Halt.
-Easy, easy...
-Search him.
-Nothing.
-Cuff me. I won't do anything.
Can someone look at Johan,
then I just come...
-How long did you know?
-What?
Roger Eriksson a sexual relationship
with your wife.
For a while.
When did you find out? When?
-I can't remember.
-You don't know?
Your wife fucks Roger Eriksson and
you don't remember when you found out.
He couldn't remember.
Why are you lying? Why?
Stop it.
Ulf, quiet. We need to think about Johan.
We will help Johan.
Easy, easy...
Where is he?
Where is he?
In his room.
-Where is that?
-There, behind the living room.
What really happened?
He called...
and said something bad had happened.
And you went there.
The bullet was removed.
And the body was moved.
Roger...
A 15-year-old can't do that.
If you didn't know about Roger
and your wife...
Why would Johan then shoot Roger?
I thought it was an accident.
A game that had gone wrong.
-Can I talk to him?
-You stay here.
Johan?
I am, Sebastian.
Remember me?
I want to talk.
Johan?
Go away.
-Is everything okay?
-Leave me alone.
I am unarmed and I came here
to talk to you.
Go away.
I'm coming in. I am alone.
Quietly and gently.
I'm unarmed.
I'm unarmed.
Let them leave.
They should leave me alone.
That won't work.
We do it as follows:
I close the door and go down.
I shut the door.
Nothing happens while I'm here.
I'm not armed, Johan.
Did you get rid of that rifle?
You tried to protect the people
you love. Isn't that true?
That is normal, Johan.
I've tried it myself.
And then?
Did they die.
So I know how it feels.
I know how you feel.
You would do anything to support them.
Isn't that true?
-Before Roger mom had another one.
-And then your father left.
Then your father came back
and all was fine.
Until your mother met someone else.
And that happened to your friend.
He promised to quit...
but they didn't,
So I told his mother.
But they went on.
And then came that Friday...
He had to listen to me.
Give me that.
Come on, Johan.
-Good. Hands behind your back.
-I love you.
-Come with me. Keep calm...
-Everything will be fine.
-You slept with her, huh?
-Who?
-With his mother. Beatrice.
-No, I didn't.
-Are you jealous?
-Fuck you.
Are you coming?
-Yes.
-Sure?
-Yes.
I talked with Billy.
You asked him to do something
you had no right to.
Are we right now?
I won't bother you anymore.
Who is Petra Andersson you were looking for?
I found letters hidden at my mother's.
It said she was pregnant.
-How old were these letters?
-30 Years.
And you knew nothing?
I must do something, Torkel.
Good luck. Yeah, I mean it.
Hello.
-Excuse me, I'm Sebastian Bergman and...
-I know who you are.
My mother recently died...
and when cleaning out her house
I found some letters.
Letters you wrote long ago.
I never received them.
Excuse me...
but I must ask you something...
Do we have a child?
She has a father.
They...
She knows nothing about you.
But...
So I have a daughter?
-I'd like to see her some time.
-No.
I promise I won't say who I am.
Then you make her life a lie.
Do you want that?
Forget her.
Forget her.
What are you doing here?
A friend of mine lives here.
You understand me, don't you?
I'm too young for you.
Mom?
No, not necessarily.
The Condemned
Part 1
Well, our guest today...
has made it easy for a while.
He has assisted us in many things...
and he is the most experienced profiler
in Sweden.
May I introduce
Professor Sebastian Bergman.
Good afternoon, colleagues. I'm back.
I'll leave the microphone for what it is.
There you sit waiting to hear
everything about profiling.
Or what we in Sweden call
offender profiling.
And that's a mouthful,
if you ask me.
The only reason I'm here today...
is that my publisher wants
me to pick up my life again...
so I can sell more books.
It goes on easily.
I have other things on my mind.
Just look who's been.
What's your name?
Go on, tell me your name?
-Dolores.
-I see.
I have never seen a police officer
so beautifully moving. Really.
-What's your name? The blonde at the back.
-Sara.
Sara...
No, you're too young for me.
I will do what my publisher
requires of me...
This is my book, my book, my book...
Buy it.
That's all I want to say today,
this state.
There is nothing to add.
It is nice to read,
because I am a good writer.
Please: For Dolores...
with love...
Sebastian Bergman. 0708 912
Are you going to listen to that idiot?
I was hoping he had changed,
but he's only gotten worse.
The police in Västerköping
have sought our help.
They have found a boy murdered in
the woods. His heart was cut out.
-Is the car ready?
-Certainly.
-It even has a steering wheel.
-We are moving forward.
Yes, yes, yes...
We are about 10 minutes. Day, though.
Last time we were
in an icy parish.
-Hopefully we'll have better luck.
-I doubt it.
Ursula, this is Kerstin Hanser,
The police chief of Eskilstuna.
She needs our help.
Hopefully this meeting.
Something better succeed in the short term.
-This is fine.
-This is Roger Eriksson.
He disappeared last Friday.
He was at his girlfriend's
Lisa Hansson up to ten o'clock.
His mother reported him missing the
next day, because he didn't come home.
-Where was the body found?
-In a pond near the lake.
Five days later.
-And his heart was removed?
-Yes.
To our knowledge, Lisa Hansson
was last persons to see him alive.
According to Lisa, heleft at ten
o'clock and went straight home.
-Is that all?
-Such a little.
He had few friends
and was not threatened or anything.
One more thing,
We couldn't find his coat and watch.
-What brand?
-It is a special one.
A Tissot T-Race Special Edition.
He was very proud of it.
-We will look at the lake.
-Certainly.
Munga Lake, where Roger was found.
-Has it rained recently?
-Yes, very much.
Do you think we can still find
traces of blood?
I wouldn't count on it.
He may have been murdered in the water.
No, that's too deep. Stabbing a body
that's sinking, is difficult.
The wounds were deep, so he was located
on a solid surface.
-Ursula?
-Yes.
-I found something, I think.
-What then?
Blood, I guess.
Which way would he have gone?
-What do you think?
-Yes, that indeed seems to be blood.
I'll look a little further.
Ursula?
Where does this road go?
This way to town
and the other to the highway.
What do you think?
It looks really fresh.
Make an impression.
What the...
To grandparents.
Sabine Mikaela Bergman, 17 July, 1999.
Hello, I would like to sell a house
of the deceased.
As soon as possible.
Can you sell the furniture and
everything there?
He came at seven o'clock. We looked at
"Dancing with the Stars" and drank tea.
Then he left at ten o'clock,
as usual.
-Are you sure about the time?
-Yes.
My parents got home at a quarter past
and he was gone.
Did you know where he was going?
Had he received a phone call?
No, there was nothing special.
-How do you know each other?
-We...
We were at the same school,
Palmlövsskolan.
Is it true his heart was cut out?
Can I talk to you?
-Yes?
-Will you go?
-Yes.
-You know...
A witness saw Roger fight with
Leo Lundin on Friday.
Torkel wants us to go get him.
Right now.
Hello. I'm Billy Rosen of the police.
Leo's home? We want to speak to him
about Roger Eriksson.
The boy who they found?
Leo?
Leo, come here.
-Leo, it's the police.
-Freeze, police.
-Hold it, police.
-Freeze.
Police.
I didn't do anything.
Why did you leave?
No idea, a whim.
You and Roger went to the same school,
but he changed schools.
Why?
Ask him.
Nice watch. Is that yours?
Of course.
A Tissot T-Race Special Edition,
you have a big problem.
Do you understand?
-Enjoy this?
-I did nothing.
Give me that watch.
Lundin Leo admits to
taking away the watch.
He says he encountered Roger
on Pilgatan.
He was bullying Roger. But
Roger fit him first.
They fought, Lundin won
and took his watch as punishment.
But it may be that Lundin had
a knife and got out of hand.
-And stabbed him 30 times.
-Maybe a panic reaction.
Roger was screaming on the floor,
Blood was everywhere...
and he thought: Fuck you.
He didn't tell that after.
We need very good evidence
to make it stick.
One more thing. Leo insists he
encountered Roger at nine o'clock.
-But Roger was at Lisa's.
-Apparently not.
-Any news about the scene of the crime?
-The tire tracks from a Pirelli 300.
We haven't found any others. The body
must have been dumped using that car.
Okay. Come, then we'll go to search
Lundin's house.
There's someone for you.
It's Roger's mother.
She wants to speak to the
lead investigator.
Hi, I'm Torkel Höglund of
the National Police.
I'm so sorry.
They say Leo Lundin did it.
It's his fault Roger had to go
to that snobby school.
We're going after Leo...
but we haven't charged him yet.
I'm getting calls
from members of the press.
They want to interview me,
an exclusive interview.
I think you'd better not
to talk to them.
They want to pay me.
How much do you think I can ask for?
I have no idea.
Sorry, but I must get back to work.
Hello.
This may take a while.
If you wish, you can wait with me.
-Who are you?
-I'm Sebastian Bergman.
My mother Esther lived there.
Hello. I knew Esther a little.
-Condolences.
-Oh.
It doesn't matter.
I have fresh coffee.
Well. Thank you.
-Go ahead. The door is open.
-Fine, thank you.
-Sebastian, what are you doing here?
-I stay here.
There, in my mother's house.
She's dead, so I'm here
to sell it.
I think you should leave
before Ursula sees you.
It doesn't bother me
if he stays alone.
Where is his father?
I called him and he said
he'll try to come home Friday.
I saw your mother now and then.
She said you were an impossible man.
But that's not true.
We're finished for the time being.
You can go home.
-Thanks.
-Can I come in?
-When will Leo be released?
-We don't know.
Thanks.
Hopefully, it was to drink.
-Goodbye.
-Good day.
-You haven't changed.
-It was cold outside.
If it was a man or a child,
you wouldn't care.
-Found anything?
-Nothing I can tell you about.
Got a cigarette?
No, I stopped years ago.
Too bad, my mother didn't like smoking
in the kitchen.
Sebastian still the same.
What are you doing today?
I live off my wife's life insurance.
And now there's my mother's money too.
-I didn't know you were married.
-I'm even a widower.
-A lot can happen in 12 years.
-Has it been that long?
I'd have sent a postcard
if I wanted to keep in contact.
I mean, if you regret
we've drifted apart.
I'd have kept in touch
if I had found it important.
All the best.
FBI Training
The killer was at Lioda's funeral according
to Sebastian Bergman of the Norwegian police
I don't know if I'm writing to the
right person. Thanks for the quick response.
I understand your reluctance to give
your son's address to a stranger...
but I really have to get
in touch with Sebastian.
I have to talk to him
or know that he'll get this letter.
Sincerely,
Petra Andersson.
Sincerely,
Petra Andersson.
... Greetings, Petra Andersson.
Return address
We have to release Leo today. The house
search didn't turn up anything.
I know.
We didn't find anything useful.
-What the hell?
-I am pretty good at this.
What are you doing here?
I must get back to work.
With you.
-In this case.
-It's impossible.
I need it.
Work would do me good.
-It occurred to me when you left.
-Maybe so, but Ursula would kill me.
-And you haven't worked for a while...
-You need me. You're wrong.
-Is that so?
-The boy is innocent, you can see that.
The body was dumped
at a remote location.
You need a car for that.
Removing the heart may indicate
a ritual.
Everything points to an astute
personality.
An older, more educated person.
Not a boy who appears at the police
wearing the victims Watch.
Maybe so,
but the answer remains no.
I need this.
Remember your departure?
You were in a terrible state.
You'd have been National Police Chief
if no one had discovered it?
The reports were submitted on time,
The error was corrected...
Torkel, you know I never beg ...
Why should we suddenly get the 'great'
Sebastian Bergman?
He can be useful and
Sebastian is available.
-And I've lost weight.
-Pardon?
You said the "great" Sebastian Bergman,
but I've lost weight.
-And we must work together.
-My apologies.
Sebastian, sit there
and read up on the case.
-And respect my colleagues.
-Certainly.
You'll hardly notice me. Really.
Excuse me. I'm Sebastian Bergman
and I assist the National Police.
Can you tell me anything?
I'm looking for Petra Andersson who attended
the University of Stockholm in 1979.
She used to live at this address.
I can't trace her anywhere.
-Well. Is this the case?
-Yes, absolutely.
-I need to ask the manager for permission.
-Not necessary. Torkel Höglund authorized it
I can't just go and find things.
You know that.
-I understand you're careful...
-Sebastian.
-First I must ask the chef.
-I'll ask him myself.
Here, we just got an anonymous e-mail.
"Leo killed Roger. The proof is
in his garage. Someone who knows."
Yesterday we searched everything,
but we're going to check this out.
His mother helps us.
Ursula...
Leo Lundin would never hide
the victim's coat in his garage.
-Why not?
-He never took it.
-He took the watch.
-That's different. That's expensive.
Moreover, you were there yesterday.
Ursula.
We especially searched for the murder
weapon. I took this yesterday.
And I took this today.
Someone wants to make Leo pay.
The bastards.
We know where the email came from?
Did Roger lie here?
Poor bugger. Are you sure
it wasn't suicide?
It's a small private school
with 240 students.
The students come from everywhere,
from across the whole country.
So that's why we also
have a boarding school.
To separate the rich kids from the mob.
This is no longer just a school
for the elite.
We talk to parents
who want their children to learn.
Our students get top marks
in the country.
-How did Roger come here?
-He had problems at other schools.
He was bullied and stuff.
Beatrice Strand, one of our teachers,
knew him well and so he came here.
Did he like it here?
Did he have any problems here?
No, but talk to Beatrice Beach,
she was his class teacher.
How could he pay the school fees?
-Roger was exempted from it.
-Yes, he was a little social project.
Quota for your charity.
He got a free education at one of
the best schools in the country.
It bothers me a lot,
when you talk about my school.
I spent the worst three years
of my life here.
It takes more than your sales pitch
for me to hear a eulogy.
-You're an alumnus?
-Yes, unfortunately.
My father was the founder
of this temple of knowledge. Dad.
-You don't resemble each other.
-Thank you.
That's the nicest thing you've said
to me. I'll wait outside.
-Sorry.
-This is really important.
The email came from a hotmail address
created at your school.
-Do you supervise computer use?
-No.
We have no security cameras.
We operate on trust.
Whoever wrote it, also left Roger's
blood soaked jacket in Lundin's garage.
Someone at your school is involved
in this murder.
It is absolutely terrible. I only spoke
to him on Friday, and now...
The director said Roger was here
at your intercession.
He is a friend of my son Johan.
We saw him often and he wasn't happy
at his old school.
Was he happy here?
-At first it was hard for him.
-In what way?
Our students are highly motivated.
He wasn't use to the pace
and the level of the classes.
But it got better
after he received tutoring.
Did he behave differently lately?
No, no.
He was a very nice guy.
Sensitive.
It is completely incomprehensible.
-Your son...
-Johan.
Yes. Is he here?
No, he's at home with his father.
He's take it very hard.
There's something...
Perhaps it's unimportant,
but he called us on Friday.
-Roger?
-Yes, he wanted to talk to Johan.
But he had gone with his father.
I said he should try his mobile,
but Johan said he never called.
-Did he say why he called?
-No.
But his voice sounded different.
Scared, you might say.
-What time did he call?
-Quarter past eight.
-Lisa, do you mind?
-I will come later.
Look, we know Roger was seen
at nine o'clock in town.
We also know he called someone about
eight o'clock and sounded scared.
Do you insist he stayed with you until
ten o'clock?
He left at ten o'clock
and didn't call anyone.
-I must go now.
-I think you're lying.
My parents... I can't talk any more.
Your boyfriend is murdered,
but you worry about your parents.
-You don't know them.
-I'd love to meet them.
And mostly to tell them
you're lying to the police.
How worried then will that make them?
-Roger wasn't my boyfriend.
-What?
-But he was approved of.
-By them?
Who was with you?
-Did Roger have a girlfriend?
-Yes, he said so.
-Who?
-He didn't say.
-Hello. Is something wrong?
-No.
Routine questions. But...
We were ready, right Lisa?
I don't know.
I tried to give him everything.
But what I bought him,
he always wanted more.
I thought the new school, but nothing.
-She took him away from me.
-Who?
Beatrice.
A trip to Mauritius,
skiing in the Alps...
It wasn't good enough at home.
I wasn't good enough.
None of us were good enough.
After a while he sat alone
in his room.
He didn't speak to me.
Did he ever get threats
or have conflicts with others?
-No.
-Do you know that?
If he was at risk,
would you have known?
No.
-We want to speak to Roger's father.
-He doesn't have one.
-What do you mean?
-You must go now.
I'm expecting a visitor.
-Who comes next?
-A journalist from the Evening News.
Her son was murdered
and she only thinks about money.
See the benefits a situation
presents, it may also relieve pain.
It's sick.
-She can't be fixed otherwise.
-How about crying?
She gets no advice for her feelings.
Unfortunately.
No matter what she
experienced, she can always mourn.
What do you know?
Have you ever lost something
you hold very dear?
-No. -Then you don't know
what you're talking about.
Then the girl has to shut up and
stop judging other people.
Hi, I'm Vanja Lithner with
the police.
We know he wasn't at Lisa's
that evening.
Do you know with whom he spoke?
He didn't talk much about it.
But he needed money.
He always said he needed money.
Do you know if someone hated
him a lot?
No.
Well...
-Maybe axel.
-Who is that?
Our former industrial arts teacher.
He was fired a few weeks ago.
It turned out Axel sold alcohol
to students at the school.
-For a long time.
-How did you find out?
Roger is a responsible boy
and came to tell me.
We had someone contact Axel
to order alcohol purchase him.
-We caught him.
-And then?
He was summarily dismissed
and that was the end of it.
-And the police weren't informed?
-How would that have helped us?
-Our reputation is our best advertisement.
-So you don't report crimes?
Selling acohol isn't a great crime.
Axel would have only received a fine.
Probably.
The damage to our reputational would have
been greater. That was our priority.
Roger got a teacher fired
and you didn't tell us.
Axel Johansson isn't at home
and doesn't answer his phone.
Track Axel down.
Well, Roger wasn't at Lisa's.
But who was he with?
Hello.
-How are you?
-Fine.
And you?
What is this?
I'm looking at the surveillance camera
images in Västerköping...
from that Friday... We hope to see Roger.
Hey, you're good with computers, right?
Thank you. That do they show.
But from the amount of material I
haven't found anything up to now.
Can you help me?
I am looking for Petra Andersson.
She studied in Stockholm in 1979
and lived at this address.
Petra Andersson?
-Does this relate to the case?
-It may be a trace.
First I want to know more before
I inform the others.
I must know what this has
to do with Roger.
That's a long story.
Maybe I'm wrong.
Trust me.
-Well, I'll check it out.
-Nice, but we'll keep it among us.
Those girls would be pleased
to see the back of me.
-Hello, is there something wrong?
-Yes...
Well, I spoke with my son...
He said Axel, their teacher,
maybe involved.
So I wondered if my son
might be involved.
-I'll handle this.
-You don't need to worry.
Roger ensured Axel got fired.
The mere thought that Johan
may be involved, makes it worse.
I understand that.
Where is Johan now?
He's went out with Ulf.
Johan had to get out.
That will do him good.
-How are you?
-me?
Do you need anybody to talk to?
It is a painful history.
-Sure.
-You forget yourself often.
You want something to eat?
I just want to go out to eat.
-Are you coming?
-I'm a cop...
No, I assist the police sometimes.
I am a psychologist.
I don't often work with the police.
Do you know a good restaurant?
-Yes.
-I've lived on pizza all day.
Come, come in.
-Here it is.
-I see what you mean.
-What am I?
-Well, a bit dangerous.
Smarter.
Or is that just your way of working?
-I'll get us something to drink.
-No, thanks. I've had enough.
No, you just need it.
-Hello?
-Do you have a daughter?
-No.
-But here is:
"To Grandma and Grandpa.
Sabine Mikaela Bergman, 17 July, 1999. "
She's dead.
I'm sorry.
Really, really sorry.
-I'd better go.
-Why?
You're just ...
We've already gone too far.
We haven't even begun.
Say, say...
Listen, I'm not going to bed with you.
I want to talk to you,
but I'm not going to bed with you.
You think I need someone
to talk to?
-Do I need it?
-Stop it. Stop it.
Who do you think you are?
She was four years...
Sabine.
Four years.
I held her little hand...
I always saw myself as a civilized,
well-read...
and intelligent person.
I knew everything.
The tsunami...
I held her hand when the wave came.
We turned around in the water.
I held her.
The worst sound I've ever heard.
The whole time I felt her hand
in mine.
I knew I'd never, never
let go.
But it happened.
There must be something in that water...
I've never found her
or her mother either.
Each night...
I feel her hand in mine.
And every night I let go of her again.
Every night she dies again.
I can put an end to
the uncertainty...
because I have a fairly clear picture of
Roger's last walk from the cameras.
The first time he was filmed,
in this area...
shortly after the encounter with Leo Lundin.
We see him exactly nine minutes later
again, at eight minutes after nine.
Here at 21 minutes past nine.
These are the last images on the camera.
Here are some enlargements.
They are a bit grainy,
I can't get better ones.
He crosses the street,
if he'd gone straight...
He'd appear on the next camera.
But he does not.
Does someone he knows live there?
Axel Johansson lives there.
That's close by.
-We need to find Axel.
-His house is being watched.
-Not necessary any more.
-What?
I just talked to the customs. Axel
was caught smuggling liquor into the country.
He's been in custody since the weekend,
caught with a load of vodka.
-He can't possibly have done it.
-Wait...
What else is in the area of the
the last camera?
Houses, a small wood, a motel,
a community center...
-A motel?
-Yes.
Roger and Lisa both had appointments
with other people.
Motels are cut
for secret meetings.
Hi, I'm Billy Rosen with
the police.
How many rooms were occupied
last Friday?
I'll check.
-six rooms were occupied.
-I want to know who rented the rooms.
Names, phone numbers and addresses.
-Did you talk to her?
-Billy is working on it.
Good.
Here is Roger's autopsy report.
It was worth the wait.
It is full of surprises.
38 stab wounds, especially in his upper body,
but also on his arms and legs.
Not on his face.
And this is the first surprise:
All the stab wounds were
applied post mortem.
-What?
-He was dead when he was stabbed.
-What is the cause of death?
-The reason was his heart was removed.
They wanted a bullet back.
So he was shot?
The bullet is missing,
but there are marks on his ribs.
He was shot in the back with a
relatively small caliber, 22.
-What else is there?
-More? Isn't that enough?
Surprises always come in 3's?
Ragnar Carlsson,
The rector of Palmlövsskolan...
is the chairman of the shooting
club of Västerköping.
-He's a top scorer.
-There are three.
What do you want? Wait outside
until I say you can come in.
Wait outside until I say
you can come in.
-Answer the question.
-What question?
-Do you have a 22 calibre rifle?
-Am I be under suspicion of anything?
Answer the question.
-Yes, I do.
-Where do you keep it?
-At home in a gun safe.
-Who is this man?
Frank Cleven.
-What is it?
-Wasn't he at the motel?
Cleven Frank lives in Eskilstuna,
is married and has one daughter.
He didn't understand at first what
I was talking about...
but we just went through, and reminded
him of the the motel in Västerköping.
He was afraid his wife would find out.
Because Frank was with him in that motel.
The rector of the nice private school
is gay.
How do you make it?
What do you think, Sebastian?
That it's a secret that absolutely
mustn't be made public.
-Did Frank say at what time Ragnar left?
-Quarter past nine.
-Roger was here at...
-21 minutes past nine.
On the way to the motel.
Immediately after his meeting with Leo.
He sees the rector.
Roger threatens to tell everything
and wants money.
He underestimates how much is
at stake for Ragnar.
Ragnar's life would collapse.
There is only one option:
stop Roger.
Then he realizes that his
fingerprint is on the bullet.
No...
-That didn't happen.
-Tell me what happened.
It didn't happen at all.
I didn't stop Roger.
But you were at the motel with
Frank Cleven.
We know you were there.
The interrogation is halted
at a quarter past twelve.
-Was that all?
-No, we search your house too.
Two officers will remain here
until we are ready.
Be discreet, no uniforms.
If it becomes known I met Frank...
Please, for the sake of the school.
It would be terrible if the truth
came out.
No blood, no muddy shoes,
no traces of Roger.
I've had the car checked:
No blood, no Pirelli tires.
-Has it being recently fired?
-He is a passionate rifle-man.
-But without a bullet...
-Damn. Turn everything upside down.
We have to find something, damn.
we need to find something .
We've searched the whole house
and found nothing.
What do you think?
-He has a cottage somewhere?
-Nothing.
I think the killer knew Roger.
Why do you think that?
No stab wounds in the face.
This suggests a kind of relationship.
I don't think it was the intention
for him to die.
But someone who is shot and then
gets stabbed 38 times...
-can't possibly survive.
-The bullet is removed.
That is bloody, takes time and increases
the chances of discovery.
But the gunman had no choice.
The bullet would betray him.
If he had planned the murder,
he'd have brought another weapon.
-So why the gun?
-To threaten.
-To frighten him.
-That he was serious.
And the gun was the only thing
he had available.
Patience, we're on the right track.
The killer knew Roger.
Come and look. I have something, I think.
There was a camera in the eastern area
I haven't checked.
I thought the pictures wouldn't
yield anything.
But here is someone who in terms of clothing
and movements looks like Roger.
There is something interesting to see.
I just play again.
I'll pause, there.
See that car?
We assumed Roger continued walking.
But what if it didn't
and got into that car.
Therefore, no more pictures
of him.
-It looks like a Nissan.
-It is a Nissan King Cab.
-Good job, Billy.
-Thank you. Vanya, pass it to Ursula.
No...
No, I don't recognize him.
Doesn't one of the parents of Roger's
friends own a dark pick-up?
Yes, they have them.
They feel safe in them.
It is a common car.
Is this...
Is this the last picture of him?
Yes.
-Does she recognized him?
-No.
There are about 30 pickup trucks registered
in this region.
I compared the names to the
school register, but found nothing.
Check all the pictures. That damn car
must have come from somewhere.
Okay, I'll do it.
Come with me.
The police showed me pictures.
Interesting photos of my son
and a car...
I recognized.
We'd better talk.
-What do you think about that?
-Hello.
We have checked the tracks
of 300 Pirelli tires.
This is definitely the crime scene.
-But he wasn't killed here.
-Why not?
You said this was a crime scene.
That's right, but he wasn't murdered
here. He was dragged here.
Be careful where you walk.
You see how he was dragged?
The tracks lead to the place
where he probably died.
Shot in the back.
The killer found this place to open
and drag him into the trees.
The bullet was removed...
and he wanted to mask the
gunshot with the stab wounds.
The car with Pirelli tires
drives up, the body is loaded...
and brought to the dump.
What was he doing here? How did he come here?
The person who picked him up,
deposited him here.
But why?
He lived nearby. There, right?
-Maybe he was on his way home.
-Maybe so.
Could be.
When he was brought here by car,
the car was parked there.
Would Roger walk here if he knew
someone a gun was waiting for him?
Maybe if they just went
shooting for fun.
When he got out,
crossed the field and went home...
-Did the gunman then stand by the car?
-A good marksman could do that.
No, we see something about the head.
-Where are you going?
- To Roger's mother.
I want to know if Roger often went
home.
Hello?
Lena?
Hello?
It's Sebastian. Stay on the line.
It's Sebastian.
I'm at Lena Eriksson's home.
Billy...
The school has a metallic green
King Cab.
It seems that Ragnar is the most
frequent driver.
Let's pick him up.
It isn't necessary.
-Where did you get the keys from?
-The office of the rector.
-This is his private room?
-No one else had keys.
The dream of a psychoanalyst:
a locked room full of dark secrets.
In your father's fine school.
-Do you have the keys?
-Here.
Ragnar and his fine school.
Gay porn.
My father would have disapproved.
Listen.
Ragnar sent Roger two text messages
in the week before his death.
This is the first.
"This must stop in the interests
of everyone. "
And this is the second.
"Roger, lets hear from you. Now."
-Hello, Billy.
-Roger was in the car.
-I have found fingerprints.
-Okay.
He also has the same Pirelli tires.
But there were no traces of blood
found.
There is also a travel log.
Here is the entry from Friday afternoon...
and one on Monday, but there's no entry
for a 17 km trip on the weekend.
We know Ragnar Carlsson
hid his homosexuality...
andsent text messages to Roger .
What have you heard from the bank? Are
there discrepancies in the school accounts.
He paid 30,000 SEK to an external
consultant one month ago.
Then another 30,000. And just before
Roger was killed another 30,000 are missing.
-To whom was it paid?
-To Lena Eriksson. Roger's mother.
-Blackmail?
-Probably.
We know Ragnar and Roger
were at the motel.
Did they have a sexual relationship?
Roger has also been in the car.
His mother discovered the relationship
and began to blackmail Ragnar.
Maybe Roger threatened to reveal all.
Ragnar grabs a gun...
The distance is no problem
for a sniper.
The rest is history. The bullet,
The stab wounds, the dumping of the body.
When we asked if Lena Eriksson
recognized the car, she lied.
She realized the murderer was Ragnar
and she decided to blackmail him.
He drives out to confront
her and it goes wrong.
He realizes he can't explain
and decides to kill.
Fine, but you forget some small
details.
Think of the porn and Frank Cleven.
Adult men.
Ragnar Carlsson was not into boys.
The killer is cool in nature.
Cool enough to remove a bullet
from a dead boy.
Cool enough to dump the body
in the woods.
Cool enough to place evidence
that leads us to Leo.
So why wouldn't he remain cool?
Why do you shoot yourself in the head?
That doesn't match the offender's profile.
The evidence points
in that direction.
There is no doubt.
Ragnar Carlsson is guilty.
You are wrong.
But I have enough anyway.
Sebastian...
-I did what you asked.
-What?
The address of Petra Andersson
you're looking for.
-The woman who lived Vastertorp.
-I'm still interested.
-It has nothing to do with the matter?
-No.
12 Storsjögatan in Stockholm.
It was fun working with you.
I could say that.
Here are some papers found in
Lena Eriksson's house.
I'm no longer working...
What papers?
It's mainly about the
boys school. Keys, numbers and stuff.
Nice. Thank you.
Well, set the trip odometer to zero.
We start at the motel
on Oxbindargatan.
Drive to the lake now.
Damn.
-Hey, have you a minute?
-Why?
I have something to say.
You're not a cop.
The case is closed. Let it go.
I can't if it's wrong.
Lena blackmailed Ragnar. That's right.
Ragnar killed Lena. Probably
by accident, but he did it.
-But Ragnar didn't kill Roger.
-Why not?
They had no sexual relationship.
Come, come and see...
The school's car was driven 17 km
on the weekend.
The route from school to the motel,
to the soccer field...
to the dump and back to school
is 35 km.
But the route to the motel,
the football and returned 17 km.
The car wasn't used
to dump the body.
And second:
Why was Roger at the motel?
To meet someone.
But that was not Ragnar.
I have spoken to the motel owner.
Guess who frequently came to the motel,
but not on Friday?
Roger had a relationship
with someone from school.
Someone who helped him,
who gave him good grades.
Gave him confidence.
Roger called Friday.
We thought he called Johan,
but it was not so.
I know I should have told...
I'm married.
He was my pupil.
It just happened.
He needed someone.
He received little support at home.
And I...
I wanted to be needed.
Loved.
Is it terrible?
How did Roger's mother learn
of your relationship?
I don't know. She knew.
But instead of ending it...
-she started to blackmail Ragnar.
-And then?
Ragnar told me to end the
relationship with Roger.
It would harm the school.
So I did, or
at least I tried.
He called me on Friday
and wanted a final meeting.
We wanted to talk it through.
So I borrowed the car from school...
and pecked him up at the motel.
He had been fighting and had a nosebleed.
We drove to the soccer field...
He refused to accept
we couldn't see each other anymore.
He cried and was angry.
The last I saw of him,
was when he crossed the field.
I drove back
and parked the car at the school.
I had nothing to do with his death.
-Is Sebastian here?
-Why do you ask?
I want to talk to him.
-Why?
-I just want to.
Well.
And? Did she do it?
No, she's speaking the truth.
What did they talk to you about?
Nothing.
If she is telling the truth,
Who did it?
She deceived someone.
What do we know about her husband?
-Pirelli tires.
-I see it.
There is blood.
He has guns. Billy, go back.
Vanya, you're coming with me.
Sebastian, you stay here.
-Wait, wait. Don't shoot.
-No movement.
-I did it. Put your guns away.
-Continue until I say stop.
My son is upstairs. He is afraid.
Keep on walking. Halt.
-Easy, easy...
-Search him.
-Nothing.
-Cuff me. I won't do anything.
Can someone look at Johan,
then I just come...
-How long did you know?
-What?
Roger Eriksson a sexual relationship
with your wife.
For a while.
When did you find out? When?
-I can't remember.
-You don't know?
Your wife fucks Roger Eriksson and
you don't remember when you found out.
He couldn't remember.
Why are you lying? Why?
Stop it.
Ulf, quiet. We need to think about Johan.
We will help Johan.
Easy, easy...
Where is he?
Where is he?
In his room.
-Where is that?
-There, behind the living room.
What really happened?
He called...
and said something bad had happened.
And you went there.
The bullet was removed.
And the body was moved.
Roger...
A 15-year-old can't do that.
If you didn't know about Roger
and your wife...
Why would Johan then shoot Roger?
I thought it was an accident.
A game that had gone wrong.
-Can I talk to him?
-You stay here.
Johan?
I am, Sebastian.
Remember me?
I want to talk.
Johan?
Go away.
-Is everything okay?
-Leave me alone.
I am unarmed and I came here
to talk to you.
Go away.
I'm coming in. I am alone.
Quietly and gently.
I'm unarmed.
I'm unarmed.
Let them leave.
They should leave me alone.
That won't work.
We do it as follows:
I close the door and go down.
I shut the door.
Nothing happens while I'm here.
I'm not armed, Johan.
Did you get rid of that rifle?
You tried to protect the people
you love. Isn't that true?
That is normal, Johan.
I've tried it myself.
And then?
Did they die.
So I know how it feels.
I know how you feel.
You would do anything to support them.
Isn't that true?
-Before Roger mom had another one.
-And then your father left.
Then your father came back
and all was fine.
Until your mother met someone else.
And that happened to your friend.
He promised to quit...
but they didn't,
So I told his mother.
But they went on.
And then came that Friday...
He had to listen to me.
Give me that.
Come on, Johan.
-Good. Hands behind your back.
-I love you.
-Come with me. Keep calm...
-Everything will be fine.
-You slept with her, huh?
-Who?
-With his mother. Beatrice.
-No, I didn't.
-Are you jealous?
-Fuck you.
Are you coming?
-Yes.
-Sure?
-Yes.
I talked with Billy.
You asked him to do something
you had no right to.
Are we right now?
I won't bother you anymore.
Who is Petra Andersson you were looking for?
I found letters hidden at my mother's.
It said she was pregnant.
-How old were these letters?
-30 Years.
And you knew nothing?
I must do something, Torkel.
Good luck. Yeah, I mean it.
Hello.
-Excuse me, I'm Sebastian Bergman and...
-I know who you are.
My mother recently died...
and when cleaning out her house
I found some letters.
Letters you wrote long ago.
I never received them.
Excuse me...
but I must ask you something...
Do we have a child?
She has a father.
They...
She knows nothing about you.
But...
So I have a daughter?
-I'd like to see her some time.
-No.
I promise I won't say who I am.
Then you make her life a lie.
Do you want that?
Forget her.
Forget her.
What are you doing here?
A friend of mine lives here.
You understand me, don't you?
I'm too young for you.
Mom?