Det som göms i snö (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - Episode #1.5 - full transcript
Lars-Åke Vall murdered the girl in Hallstavik.
We have shown that you have done wrong in a murder. There are seven left.
Temo focuses entirely on Gebri...
but a witness describes a person who sounds like Vall.
The only one who should be able to read your emails is you.
- It's a cadaver dog, isn't it? - Yes.
Looks like we found something.
If it's Lars-Åke Vall in the well...
we're back to square one. Maybe not completely.
- The witness? Mikael Ström? - That's right! He was.
Lives alone, no family. Surveyor.
According to his website, he specializes in large forest areas.
Are we bringing him in?
- You mean you saw Lars-Åke Vall? - Yes.
When he went to his car, a white Saab?
Exactly.
We have found Lars-Åke Vall's body.
He's been dead for years, so you can't have seen him.
Then I must have made a mistake. I guess he looked a lot like him.
It's funny, because Lars-Åke Vall just had a white Saab.
- It could have been another make. - So you're not sure anymore?
I could definitely have been wrong. Cars are not my main interest.
What is it, then?
What was your reason for being outside Eklund's house?
There's a nice nature area nearby. I usually take a walk there.
- In the evenings? - In the evenings. Anytime really.
Sometimes it's nice to get a breath of fresh air before bed.
Have you...walked here at all?
No, I don't think so.
- Do you travel a lot for work? - Yes, I work all over the country.
- You have no relationship with Eklund? - No, none at all.
- Do I find no connection between you? - No.
Klas Levén?
No.
What about us? Have you and I met before?
What makes you think so?
Oh shit...
The apartment is incredibly well maintained, as you can see.
- That's great. - It was moved less than two years ago.
Stable association with great finances.
Superb communications. The metro is two minutes away.
- Bus stop further down the street. - There is a strange smell in the bathroom.
- What the hell are you doing here? - Shouldn't you be at work?
I was supposed to take this extra shift...
We've brought in a suspected murderer. You can't just walk away.
Ten minutes.
Did the neighbours get rid of the bedbugs?
- Five minutes. - Two.
South facing, working tiled stove...Fast ADSL.
- Let him go? - We don't have anything tying him down.
He described Vall.
He described every Swedish man over 40.
Vall is dead in a well in Hallstavik.
I don't know on what grounds I can hold him.
Then we'll have to watch him.
What...what is this?
The cold case team is a resource in the homicide investigation.
It is led by Temo.
It's up to him if he wants to keep track of Mikael Ström.
Unfortunately, everyone is busy.
Thank you, Ulla.
I'm sorry I couldn't be of more help.
- Taxi's on its way. - Great.
Hope you find the person you're looking for.
- Caijsa and Jorma? - They'll be here soon.
We meet them on the road. Pick up your car. He'll recognize mine.
Two cars behind. We can't get stuck at a red light.
- I don't know how to do it. Please, Barbro, drive. You can do it.
- But...one! - Yes.
Go, go.
Keep this distance.
He's going left.
- Calm down. Not too close. - No, no, no, no.
It's red here now. Go, then!
Watch him there now!
Get back!
I told you to drive.
- Pee. - What?
- Rickard has to pee. - But please... - Forget it now.
- I can see it on him. - He's turning.
Please, not so close.
But that's good. That's great.
Okay, you can slow down.
Stand on this side.
Here.
- Caijsa or Jorma goes in. - Jorma goes.
He has pictures of us. Keep your distance.
It's all right. Jorma's disguised as a broker.
- Do you see him? - No, not yet.
Hey!
I understand. I guess there's no point in rushing.
I have a guy I can ask.
Hey, I've got a panicker here.
I need some stuff for a staging.
- I can help you in a minute. - Great. I'll wait over here.
I ran straight into the stream.
- Did he recognize you? - I don't know. Hard to tell.
He's heading for the cash register now.
He is moving. Be there now.
So. What can I do for you?
Hello! Can you come in to see me?
Oh, right.
- I want to show you something. - Shoot.
Or do you...do you want to show?
What?
Open and read.
"Hey, you self-righteous son of a bitch."
"Time to get off your high horse"...
"and start taking your damn job seriously".
"Or I'll blow your head off". I've seen this before.
- Why am I reading this again? - Guess who wrote the letter.
Or do you want to tell me now?
Peter Wendel has written the letter.
Ann-Marie's Wendel?
- Peter's brother killed himself for... - What is it, Ann-Marie? Five years ago?
Peter started his own murder investigation.
He sent the evidence to the JK. You turned him down.
He sent this to you.
- Is this true, Ann-Marie? - How am I supposed to know?
- How are you supposed to know that? - It's true that...
Peter didn't want to believe that his brother killed himself and was upset.
But I don't know anything about a letter. Does it say it's from him?
No, it's anonymous.
Why do you think Peter sent the letter?
Where did you get it from?
You're very cocky if you say that...
What, Markus?
- I have sources that can verify that. - Sources?
- You can't mean you don't know... - I don't mean anything.
I have no idea if Peter wrote that. It's not impossible.
But I wonder how you can be so sure.
- I'm afraid I can't tell you that. - What would we use this for?
To prove that Peter Wendel is sick in the head...that he hates you.
- He has threatened your life, Bjorn. - Yes.
If he's the one who wrote it.
Until I get to talk to your source, we can't use the letter.
- Please... - You can't tie Wendel to this.
Is that all?
Good. Thank you!
Markus, can you stay for a while.
Thank you, Anne-Marie! Will you close the door when you leave?
He doesn't exactly sneak around.
What? What do you mean?
Isn't it weird to make those purchases in a taxi?
What's he going to do with it all?
Now you can get the hell out of here. I had to improvise.
Yes. I noticed.
Okay, we're good to go.
Internal. Time to respond soon?
Vera?
- Vera? - Mm.
Hi!
That's what I've been saying all along. It's word against word.
No, exactly.
Yes. Good.
Okay. Hi.
I don't understand why you don't confess.
Do you want? There's one for you too. No?
Can't you hear? You will go there.
It's word against word.
- I took the money. - What?
Before you took it. The intern knows there was money in the apartment.
They've topped the bowl and will get the results any day now.
Son of a bitch.
Am I an asshole? You stole money from a child.
Drug money! Do you think he's seen a single buck?
So it's okay to steal drug money?
Then we fuck and then I drop the charges against you, right?
What the fuck are you doing?
- Shut up! - What are you...? Stop it!
- Ouch! - You're a fucking psychopath!
Don't bite. Ouch!
Let go of me...ouch! Fucking idiot!
Well...
- Hi! - Hey!
- Can I come in? - Yes...sure.
Hi, honey!
They have your ransom note.
Markus broke into my mailbox.
What? That's fucking illegal. What has he read?
I've included a copy of the email. I'll go get it.
Yes, hello? Hello?
- Hello, who is this? - Peter...is that you?
How did you get my number?
I was sitting here thinking about Urban.
You've always been...so strong.
I wish Urban had also been...as strong as you.
Who was that?
- Peter, who called? - The fucking...the fucking idiot!
- Shit! - Try to calm down.
How the hell does he have the nerve to call me?
Calm down.
Stop talking to me like I'm three years old!
Don't shout. Vera's upstairs!
Take care of your email instead so no one can read it!
No but hey!
It's Vera, isn't it? Peter's daughter.
How is he these days?
Someone said he's back at work.
Yes, that's him.
You can say hello to him so much.
Are you going home? I can give you a ride. I'm going the same way.
No, I'll take the bus.
- You still live in the townhouse, don't you? - Yes, I am.
Hop in and let's go. Come on, let's go.
- It's cold out there now. - Mm.
How's Dad doing? What's he up to?
Don't know. Don't you work with Dad?
No, I'm not a cop. But I've known Peter for a while.
He's very...special. Stubborn.
He's crazy.
- You can turn off here. - No, I'm going all the way home.
Stop. I live in there.
Sorry. I...was having second thoughts.
Bye, Vera.
Dad?
Dad?
- Hey! - Hey!
- How can I help you, then? - Me and Bjorn have something for you.
It must not come out that it comes from us.
No...what is it?
It's a police-reported threatening letter...
written by Peter Wendel to Björn when he was chancellor of justice.
- Are you kidding? - No.
Did Peter write that? Peter Wendel?
- To Stenius? - To Stenius?
But what the hell...? Can you back it up?
How did you get this?
Thank you.
- Hi! Wow, it was wet here. - Yeah.
- Has Peter been here? - No, he hasn't.
- He's not in the office? - No. He's not answering his cell.
We were supposed to go to Ström's old boss.
- How did it go? - Ström was home all evening.
- Turned off the light late. What time was it? One, or?
- What have you been doing here? What do you mean? We've been working.
What is this?
- Buttercream. - Vanilla cream.
- So you haven't seen Peter? - No.
My name is Barbro Svensson and I'm from the police...
My name is Barbro Svensson.
Barbro Svensson from the police. Barbro Svensson from the police.
My name is Barbro Svensson. I have some...
questions here about Mikael Ström. Could I ask them?
- I was the one who called. - From the police?
Exactly. Barbro...police.
- You said it was about Mikael Ström. - Yes. - Can you tell me anything about him?
Yes. Mikael was employed here for almost ten years as a surveyor...
but went freelance 25 years ago.
Do you know this place?
No, I don't think so.
- Nothing else you can tell me? - No.
Or it was a thing. Mikael disappeared for a few days.
He had never taken a sick day, so it was a bit strange.
- Tell me. - He just didn't show up.
Was gone for days, and then suddenly the door opens...
and Mikael sits down in his seat as if nothing had happened.
I made a deduction for the days, and then there was nothing more to it.
- When was this? - No idea. It was many years ago.
Yes.
- Payroll deduction. - What?
- You took a pay cut. - Yes.
The pay stub on the deduction, do you still have it?
Yes, I guess I do.
- Hello! - Hi.
I stopped by Strom's old boss. He didn't have a single sick day...
except for one period. Then he was away for a whole week.
Then he was completely changed.
Here's the salary chart showing when he was gone. Read!
I checked the date against the Levene investigations.
The clutch, Peter. The same day that Mikael Ström disappeared from his job...
one of the judges fell against Klas Levén. It can not be a coincidence.
- There you have the connection. - June 12, 1987...
- The girl in Österbymo. - What?
The verdict that fell when Ström was gone...they never found her body.
- You're a genius, Barbro. - Am I?
Yes, you are. First you find Mikael Ström among the testimonies, and now this.
It was not Klas Leven who killed the girl. It was Mikael Ström.
Klas Levén is lying.
For some reason he doesn't fix that Levén took the murder upon himself.
This isn't just a clearing in the woods. It's a grave.
Ulla, we've found the connection. The connection between Ström and...
What is it?
Have you sent a threatening letter to Björn Stenius?
They can't prove that. It was...I wasn't feeling well then.
And you don't think I should have found out?
We've found the link between Ström and the Levén murders.
Damn it, Peter! You've threatened to assassinate the Minister of Justice.
You're gonna have to take a vacation.
We have shown that you have done wrong in a murder. There are seven left.
Temo focuses entirely on Gebri...
but a witness describes a person who sounds like Vall.
The only one who should be able to read your emails is you.
- It's a cadaver dog, isn't it? - Yes.
Looks like we found something.
If it's Lars-Åke Vall in the well...
we're back to square one. Maybe not completely.
- The witness? Mikael Ström? - That's right! He was.
Lives alone, no family. Surveyor.
According to his website, he specializes in large forest areas.
Are we bringing him in?
- You mean you saw Lars-Åke Vall? - Yes.
When he went to his car, a white Saab?
Exactly.
We have found Lars-Åke Vall's body.
He's been dead for years, so you can't have seen him.
Then I must have made a mistake. I guess he looked a lot like him.
It's funny, because Lars-Åke Vall just had a white Saab.
- It could have been another make. - So you're not sure anymore?
I could definitely have been wrong. Cars are not my main interest.
What is it, then?
What was your reason for being outside Eklund's house?
There's a nice nature area nearby. I usually take a walk there.
- In the evenings? - In the evenings. Anytime really.
Sometimes it's nice to get a breath of fresh air before bed.
Have you...walked here at all?
No, I don't think so.
- Do you travel a lot for work? - Yes, I work all over the country.
- You have no relationship with Eklund? - No, none at all.
- Do I find no connection between you? - No.
Klas Levén?
No.
What about us? Have you and I met before?
What makes you think so?
Oh shit...
The apartment is incredibly well maintained, as you can see.
- That's great. - It was moved less than two years ago.
Stable association with great finances.
Superb communications. The metro is two minutes away.
- Bus stop further down the street. - There is a strange smell in the bathroom.
- What the hell are you doing here? - Shouldn't you be at work?
I was supposed to take this extra shift...
We've brought in a suspected murderer. You can't just walk away.
Ten minutes.
Did the neighbours get rid of the bedbugs?
- Five minutes. - Two.
South facing, working tiled stove...Fast ADSL.
- Let him go? - We don't have anything tying him down.
He described Vall.
He described every Swedish man over 40.
Vall is dead in a well in Hallstavik.
I don't know on what grounds I can hold him.
Then we'll have to watch him.
What...what is this?
The cold case team is a resource in the homicide investigation.
It is led by Temo.
It's up to him if he wants to keep track of Mikael Ström.
Unfortunately, everyone is busy.
Thank you, Ulla.
I'm sorry I couldn't be of more help.
- Taxi's on its way. - Great.
Hope you find the person you're looking for.
- Caijsa and Jorma? - They'll be here soon.
We meet them on the road. Pick up your car. He'll recognize mine.
Two cars behind. We can't get stuck at a red light.
- I don't know how to do it. Please, Barbro, drive. You can do it.
- But...one! - Yes.
Go, go.
Keep this distance.
He's going left.
- Calm down. Not too close. - No, no, no, no.
It's red here now. Go, then!
Watch him there now!
Get back!
I told you to drive.
- Pee. - What?
- Rickard has to pee. - But please... - Forget it now.
- I can see it on him. - He's turning.
Please, not so close.
But that's good. That's great.
Okay, you can slow down.
Stand on this side.
Here.
- Caijsa or Jorma goes in. - Jorma goes.
He has pictures of us. Keep your distance.
It's all right. Jorma's disguised as a broker.
- Do you see him? - No, not yet.
Hey!
I understand. I guess there's no point in rushing.
I have a guy I can ask.
Hey, I've got a panicker here.
I need some stuff for a staging.
- I can help you in a minute. - Great. I'll wait over here.
I ran straight into the stream.
- Did he recognize you? - I don't know. Hard to tell.
He's heading for the cash register now.
He is moving. Be there now.
So. What can I do for you?
Hello! Can you come in to see me?
Oh, right.
- I want to show you something. - Shoot.
Or do you...do you want to show?
What?
Open and read.
"Hey, you self-righteous son of a bitch."
"Time to get off your high horse"...
"and start taking your damn job seriously".
"Or I'll blow your head off". I've seen this before.
- Why am I reading this again? - Guess who wrote the letter.
Or do you want to tell me now?
Peter Wendel has written the letter.
Ann-Marie's Wendel?
- Peter's brother killed himself for... - What is it, Ann-Marie? Five years ago?
Peter started his own murder investigation.
He sent the evidence to the JK. You turned him down.
He sent this to you.
- Is this true, Ann-Marie? - How am I supposed to know?
- How are you supposed to know that? - It's true that...
Peter didn't want to believe that his brother killed himself and was upset.
But I don't know anything about a letter. Does it say it's from him?
No, it's anonymous.
Why do you think Peter sent the letter?
Where did you get it from?
You're very cocky if you say that...
What, Markus?
- I have sources that can verify that. - Sources?
- You can't mean you don't know... - I don't mean anything.
I have no idea if Peter wrote that. It's not impossible.
But I wonder how you can be so sure.
- I'm afraid I can't tell you that. - What would we use this for?
To prove that Peter Wendel is sick in the head...that he hates you.
- He has threatened your life, Bjorn. - Yes.
If he's the one who wrote it.
Until I get to talk to your source, we can't use the letter.
- Please... - You can't tie Wendel to this.
Is that all?
Good. Thank you!
Markus, can you stay for a while.
Thank you, Anne-Marie! Will you close the door when you leave?
He doesn't exactly sneak around.
What? What do you mean?
Isn't it weird to make those purchases in a taxi?
What's he going to do with it all?
Now you can get the hell out of here. I had to improvise.
Yes. I noticed.
Okay, we're good to go.
Internal. Time to respond soon?
Vera?
- Vera? - Mm.
Hi!
That's what I've been saying all along. It's word against word.
No, exactly.
Yes. Good.
Okay. Hi.
I don't understand why you don't confess.
Do you want? There's one for you too. No?
Can't you hear? You will go there.
It's word against word.
- I took the money. - What?
Before you took it. The intern knows there was money in the apartment.
They've topped the bowl and will get the results any day now.
Son of a bitch.
Am I an asshole? You stole money from a child.
Drug money! Do you think he's seen a single buck?
So it's okay to steal drug money?
Then we fuck and then I drop the charges against you, right?
What the fuck are you doing?
- Shut up! - What are you...? Stop it!
- Ouch! - You're a fucking psychopath!
Don't bite. Ouch!
Let go of me...ouch! Fucking idiot!
Well...
- Hi! - Hey!
- Can I come in? - Yes...sure.
Hi, honey!
They have your ransom note.
Markus broke into my mailbox.
What? That's fucking illegal. What has he read?
I've included a copy of the email. I'll go get it.
Yes, hello? Hello?
- Hello, who is this? - Peter...is that you?
How did you get my number?
I was sitting here thinking about Urban.
You've always been...so strong.
I wish Urban had also been...as strong as you.
Who was that?
- Peter, who called? - The fucking...the fucking idiot!
- Shit! - Try to calm down.
How the hell does he have the nerve to call me?
Calm down.
Stop talking to me like I'm three years old!
Don't shout. Vera's upstairs!
Take care of your email instead so no one can read it!
No but hey!
It's Vera, isn't it? Peter's daughter.
How is he these days?
Someone said he's back at work.
Yes, that's him.
You can say hello to him so much.
Are you going home? I can give you a ride. I'm going the same way.
No, I'll take the bus.
- You still live in the townhouse, don't you? - Yes, I am.
Hop in and let's go. Come on, let's go.
- It's cold out there now. - Mm.
How's Dad doing? What's he up to?
Don't know. Don't you work with Dad?
No, I'm not a cop. But I've known Peter for a while.
He's very...special. Stubborn.
He's crazy.
- You can turn off here. - No, I'm going all the way home.
Stop. I live in there.
Sorry. I...was having second thoughts.
Bye, Vera.
Dad?
Dad?
- Hey! - Hey!
- How can I help you, then? - Me and Bjorn have something for you.
It must not come out that it comes from us.
No...what is it?
It's a police-reported threatening letter...
written by Peter Wendel to Björn when he was chancellor of justice.
- Are you kidding? - No.
Did Peter write that? Peter Wendel?
- To Stenius? - To Stenius?
But what the hell...? Can you back it up?
How did you get this?
Thank you.
- Hi! Wow, it was wet here. - Yeah.
- Has Peter been here? - No, he hasn't.
- He's not in the office? - No. He's not answering his cell.
We were supposed to go to Ström's old boss.
- How did it go? - Ström was home all evening.
- Turned off the light late. What time was it? One, or?
- What have you been doing here? What do you mean? We've been working.
What is this?
- Buttercream. - Vanilla cream.
- So you haven't seen Peter? - No.
My name is Barbro Svensson and I'm from the police...
My name is Barbro Svensson.
Barbro Svensson from the police. Barbro Svensson from the police.
My name is Barbro Svensson. I have some...
questions here about Mikael Ström. Could I ask them?
- I was the one who called. - From the police?
Exactly. Barbro...police.
- You said it was about Mikael Ström. - Yes. - Can you tell me anything about him?
Yes. Mikael was employed here for almost ten years as a surveyor...
but went freelance 25 years ago.
Do you know this place?
No, I don't think so.
- Nothing else you can tell me? - No.
Or it was a thing. Mikael disappeared for a few days.
He had never taken a sick day, so it was a bit strange.
- Tell me. - He just didn't show up.
Was gone for days, and then suddenly the door opens...
and Mikael sits down in his seat as if nothing had happened.
I made a deduction for the days, and then there was nothing more to it.
- When was this? - No idea. It was many years ago.
Yes.
- Payroll deduction. - What?
- You took a pay cut. - Yes.
The pay stub on the deduction, do you still have it?
Yes, I guess I do.
- Hello! - Hi.
I stopped by Strom's old boss. He didn't have a single sick day...
except for one period. Then he was away for a whole week.
Then he was completely changed.
Here's the salary chart showing when he was gone. Read!
I checked the date against the Levene investigations.
The clutch, Peter. The same day that Mikael Ström disappeared from his job...
one of the judges fell against Klas Levén. It can not be a coincidence.
- There you have the connection. - June 12, 1987...
- The girl in Österbymo. - What?
The verdict that fell when Ström was gone...they never found her body.
- You're a genius, Barbro. - Am I?
Yes, you are. First you find Mikael Ström among the testimonies, and now this.
It was not Klas Leven who killed the girl. It was Mikael Ström.
Klas Levén is lying.
For some reason he doesn't fix that Levén took the murder upon himself.
This isn't just a clearing in the woods. It's a grave.
Ulla, we've found the connection. The connection between Ström and...
What is it?
Have you sent a threatening letter to Björn Stenius?
They can't prove that. It was...I wasn't feeling well then.
And you don't think I should have found out?
We've found the link between Ström and the Levén murders.
Damn it, Peter! You've threatened to assassinate the Minister of Justice.
You're gonna have to take a vacation.