Spring Tide (2016–…): Season 1, Episode 10 - Episode #1.10 - full transcript

A brutal murder was committed
in the late summer of 1990.

A pregnant young woman
was buried on this beach...

and left to drown in the incoming tide.

I'm assigning this case to you
over summer as a cold-case exercise.

I'm Betty Nordeman. Welcome.

Who was staying here then?

Two junkies, but I'll have none of that,
so I kicked them out.

It's a calculated and brutal murder...

- Your father wouldn't have liked it.
- He's dead, Mum.

You weren't there when he died.
Are you trying to make up for it?

Mum says Dad was obsessed
by the beach case.



- He wanted to solve it. It was unusual.
- In what way?

I saw you at Hasslevikarna
earlier today.

Really? What were you doing there?

I was out walking and get lost.
Why were you there?

The Nordkoster and Nils Wendt murders
are connected.

- So maybe the same man killed both.
- Or woman.

- Oh, I'm so sorry!
- What the hell!

- Jackie Berglund was on the beach.
- Really?

But they can't pin the murder or her.

That birthmark bothers me.

The letter signed "Adelita"
was sent 7 days after her murder.

We can check the stamp for DNA.

We found an earring in the coat
on the beach.

- What did it look like?
- The stone was blue.



I know who I've seen wearing it,
or one just like it.

What earring?

Of course!

Take me up, por favor!

Ay, no! Please...

por favor, por la virgen,
don't leave me!

Dad!

SPRING TIDE

- Going home?
- First I have to solve a murder.

- Where's the old Wendt report?
- On the trolley.

Has something happened?

That's what was bothering me.

Look. See that birthmark?

Nils Wendt?

Where was it taken?

Swedish tourists secretly took it
in Playa del Carmen, Mexico in 1987...

convinced they'd seen the missing
businessman Nils Wendt in a bar.

They were right.

And?

Call Bosse. Book an
interview room for tomorrow.

- Marianne Boglund.
- Hi, it's Mette. Are you at work?

- No, and I'd rather not be.
- Sorry. I need two DNA samples compared.

- Could you?
- Now?

Yes, as soon as possible.

Okay. What's the DNA?

Hi, honey.

No, I'm stuck here awhile.
Yes, I'm really sorry...

Can't talk now.
Big kiss. Say hi to everyone.

I saw this in a photo at her house.

- Who drew it?
- Rembrandt.

- Where's the earring now?
- Gothenburg Central Archives probably.

We'll get it over there.

What else do you remember from
Nordkoster? Anything that bothers you?

I talked to some junkies there
about a stolen boat.

Were they in one of the cottages?

- Yes.
- What cottages?

- Betty Nordeman's.
- Can you call Betty?

- Hello?
- Hi, Olivia Rönning here.

- Sorry to call so late.
- Think I was asleep?

We're all arm-wrestling.

I just have a quick question.

You said a pair of junkies
stayed in one of your cottages...

at the time of the murder, remember?

Think I'm gaga?

No, not at all, but...

- Do you recall their names?
- No, I am that gaga.

You used to keep a record, right?

Nordeman?

Alf Stein. "Shtine".

- Alf Stein? Okay.
- Have you the other's name?
- No.

Okay. Could it have been
Sverker Hansson?

No idea. I've got to go.
I'm up against Inger. Bye!

Yes, Alf Stein.

- You interviewed him?
- Yes, it's possible.

Check out Alf Stein.

You two, get some sleep. Tomorrow
will be a long day. I'll call early.

Bosse, we have a search warrant.

So, what do you think about all this?

I'm not sure.
Mette's in fine form.

It's so strange, what's it about?
What's the motive?

Why murder Adelita and a baby?
I don't get it.

You know this was Arne's?

He'd have been proud.

It's rusting and I can't afford
to take care of it.

Yes. Proud of you, Olivia, not the car.

Tom. Are you awake?

Mette called.
You did interview Alf Stein.

She has sent his address,
in Henriksdalsberget...

and wants us to talk to him.

She has emailed
some background on him...

and the other junkie,
Sverker Hansson, her brother.

Criminal record

This is amazing. Perhaps he was there
on the night of the murder!

We may get him to tell...

I think it best
if I take care of it alone, Olivia.

- I want to come.
- I need a bottle shop.

Wait here. The alcos in the square
said he sits over there.

I'll go and have a look.

If I'm not back in a few minutes...

you can go. I'll be in touch.

- Hi!
- Hey there.

Who the hell are you?

Jelle.

Jelle?
Never seen you round here before.

Sleeping on the bus and ended up here.

Drink?

Sure.

Stein. Affe. Affe Stein.

- Don't fall off that!
- Shit, no...

Affe Stein. Rings a bell somewhere...
A mate of what's-his-name, Sverre?

Sverre? What bloody Sverre?

Hansson. Sverre Hansson. That is name?

- He was on the heavy stuff.
- Oh, yeah. Him.

- Yeah, that was ages ago.
- Sure was.

I thought of him cos
he snuffed it a while back.

He did?

- He fucking OD'd.
- Shit.

- Poor sod.
- Fucking poison.

- This is better. More?
- Thanks.

Central heating!

- Hey!
- Hi. Find anything?

Jep, this.
Pure dynamite, if you ask me.

Wow...

Oh, it's Tom.

- How's it going?
- We have all we need.

That's great.
When will you be here?

I don't want to talk about it.
It was too bloody nasty.

I think we went there
to borrow some money.

So what happened?

We were on some fucking island.

You smell of booze.

Bosse, take Olivia to the side room.

Marianne Boglund has your number.
She'll call with the results.

Tell Lisa we're starting.
Come with me, Tom.

Where?

The interview room.

Are you nervous?

Why? Because of the interview?

Come in.

Please be seated.

- I'm Chief Inspector Mette Olsäter.
- I know. We've met before.

A few years ago.
This is Tom Stilton.

- Some coffee?
- No thanks, I'm not a coffee drinker.

- Now you'll see Mette at her best.
- So why am I here?

- The attack in my house?
- No.

In 1990 you were interviewed
by Chief Inspector Arne Rönning...

about a murder committed
at Hasslevikarna on Nordkoster.

You were on the island at the time.
Is that correct?

Yes, I had a summer cottage there.

You were called Eva Hansson then...

and Nils Wendt was your ex-partner.
Is that also correct?

You know it is. You questioned me
about Nils' disappearance in 1987.

- She said nothing about that.
- No, maybe she had reason not to.

Do you recognize this photo?

No...

The man's face is hard to make out,
but do you see the birthmark?

Please speak up instead of nodding.

Yes, I see the birthmark.

The photo was taken 28 years ago
by a Swedish tourist in Mexico...

who thought he'd seen Nils Wendt.

At the time, Nils Wendt had disappeared
and people were looking for him.

Do you recall me showing you this photo?

It's possible. I don't remember.

I asked if you thought the man
in the photo was your partner.

You didn't. On the contrary,
you said that it was not Nils Wendt.

Really? Okay.

This is a recent photo of Nils Wendt's
body, after he was murdered.

It's the same birthmark
as in the tourist snap, isn't it?

Yes.

At the time of Wendt's disappearance
you'd cohabited for 4 years.

How could you claim not to recognize
this very unusual birthmark?

- What do you want to know?
- I want to know why you lied.

Why did you lie?

I didn't lie.

I must have made a mistake.
I guess I didn't see the birthmark.

I don't know, it was 28 years ago.

I never lie.

- You seem a bit put out.
- How would you feel in my position?

I'd want to tell the truth.

This photo was taken
in Santa Teresa in Costa Rica.

- Can you see it's of Nils Wendt?
- Yes.

Do you recognize the woman
he has his arm round?

- No, I've never been to Costa Rica.
- You could have seen a photo.

Well, I haven't.

I'm showing you 6 photos of Nils Wendt...

and the woman you claim not to recognize
in the previous photo.

Can you see it's the same woman?

Er... yes.

- You still don't recognize her?
- No.

Then I can tell you that these photos
were found in your house...

a short while ago.

You've been in my house?

Why did you say
you don't recognize this woman?

I've never seen those photos before.

- How did they end up in your house?
- Not a clue.

- You didn't know they were there?
- No!

Inside a book on your bookshelf?

Would you like something to drink?

No thanks.

- Are we finished?
- That depends on you.

I think I know how those photos
came to be in my house.

You do?

- How?
- I was attacked in my home a while ago.

You know that, I reported it.

My attackers turned the house
upside down.

- They must have planted them.
- Why would they do that?

How on earth would I know?

I don't even know why I'm here!

When was this photo taken?

Some time in the 80's, maybe. Why?

- Before the murder on Nordkoster?
- Yes.

You and your brother Sverker.

Nice earring.
Where did you get it?

A gift from a silversmith friend.

So it's unique?

I don't know.

Is this familiar?

Yes.

Same as in the photo, isn't it?

Yes. Where did you get it?

From a coat pocket of the woman
murdered in Hasslevikarna in 1990.

- Do you know how it got there?
- No idea.

Your brother Sverker Hansson...

died of an overdose some years ago.
Is that correct?

23 April, 2005.

- Did he ever visit you on Nordkoster?
- I guess so.

Was he there at the time of the murder?

No.

Are you absolutely sure?
Think it over.

No, I was clearing out the house
as I was selling it. I was alone.

Marianne Boglund.

But we know he was there.

How do you know that?

He was there with a man
named Alf Stein.

They rented a cottage on the island.

We have a recent recording of Alf Stein
confirming that he and Sverker were...

on the island
at the time of the murder.

Yes, it's possible.

Now you mention it...

Sverker did turn up sometime.
To borrow money, as usual.

- With a friend.
- Alf Stein?

I don't know his name.

He claims you've given him money
all this time, to shut him up.

- Shut him up about what?
- We'll get to that.

- Did you give money?
- No.

- So he's lying?
- Yes!

Come in.

Eva, did you, your brother and Alf Stein
kill Adelita Rivera?

Who's that?

The woman with Nils Wendt
in the photos I've shown you.

The woman murdered in Hasslevikarna
who had your earring in her pocket.

- Did you do it?
- No.

It's an utterly absurd accusation.

Let's continue.

This letter was sent from Sweden
to Dan Nilsson in Costa Rica.

Dan Nilsson was Nils Wendt's alias.
Did you know that?

Of course not.
I thought he was dead.

It's written in Spanish, and it says:

"Dan, I'm sorry, but I don't believe
in us two. Now I can start a new life.

"I won't come back. Adelita."

And?

It was posted one week after
she was drowned at Hasslevikarna.

Do you know who wrote this letter?

Why would I know that?

As you mentioned earlier,
you were recently attacked in your home.

Forensics found blood on the carpet and
checked if it was from the perpetrators.

You also provided a DNA sample
which showed it was your blood.

- Correct?
- Yes.

We have DNA from the saliva
on the stamp and envelope...

sent to Dan Nilsson from "Adelita".

We compared it...

with your DNA.

They matched.

You licked the envelope
and put the stamp on it.

Did you also write the letter?

Eva?

- Can we have a break?
- Soon.

- Did you write the letter?
- Yes.

A bit louder, please.

I wrote the letter.

Thank you.

We'll take a short break.

Let's continue.

Coming?

Why?

Can you tell us?

It all started when Nils disappeared
without a word.

He just vanished.

I thought something happened
in Kinshasa.

Maybe he'd been killed. I had no idea.

I loved him.

Then you showed me
that tourist photo from Mexico.

I knew it was him, all right.

Tanned and on holiday!

I was completely...

I don't know...
I felt so bloody cheated.

No word from him,
not even a postcard. Nothing!

Why didn't you say you recognized him?

I don't know.
It was as if...

I think I wanted to find him myself.

I wanted him to explain
why he'd done it.

Was it something personal?
Was he out to get me, or what?

Then I understood...

when I saw the photos.
- How did you get them?

I went to a foreign agency that
specializes in tracing missing persons.

I said he'd been seen
in Playa del Carmen, Mexico.

They searched and found him.

Yes...

They sent me those photos...

of him and that woman.
Some of them quite intimate.

I felt deeply offended.
Not just cheated on...

It was the way he did it.

He treated me as if I didn't exist.

As if I was worthless.

And then... she suddenly turns up
on the island.

- Adelita?
- Yes.

Hello!
What the hell are you doing here?

- I'm sorry, I don't speak...
- This is my place, you know.

I... went to the
wrong house...?

No, what are you doing
here? I know who you are!

Now what?

Help me! No, please!

What the hell!

Open her mouth!

I was trying to find out
why she was there, her name...

what she was looking for,
where Nils was.

She didn't say a word.
Nothing. Not a peep.

I said where is Nils?

Didn't she resist?

No.

Not really.

Well, they'd given her tranquillizers.

Sverre. I'm going. I'm out of here!

We were only going to scare her!

Is he worth it?

Then the spring tide came in.

I only wanted to scare her,
make her talk.

And did she?

Yes. When the water began to rise,
she understood.

- It was Dan.
- Who the fuck is Dan?

Is that what he calls himself?
- Pick me up, por favor, por la virgen!

- Where is he?
- Costa Rica.

In Mal País...

Mal País...

Is it his baby?

Yes.

So you got what you wanted?

Yes.

Yet you left her there,
buried in the sand?

No, no, help...

I didn't intend her to die.

Or I...

I don't know...

Would you like a drink?

Hi, Eva.

May I come in?

What do you want?

To see you.
But I understand.

Want to go for a drive instead?

It's still beautiful out there.

Remember how we used
to come here and swim?

What do you want?

I want to apologies.

Why did you disappear?

I had to.

Why?

There was a murder in Kinshasa.

And you couldn't get in touch?

Weren't we a couple?

We were going to get married.

We were going to have children
and share a life.

Yes. No, you're right.
I was an idiot. I'm so sorry...

I don't want your apologies!

You have no idea what I went through!
You could have got in touch...

told me you wanted a new life with her!
I'd have...

With whom?

With whom did I want a new life?

Was that you?

It was you.
You fucking bitch!

- Let go!
- You did it!

He was alive when she dumped him
in the water.

Yes.

First she drowns his pregnant partner,
and then she drowns him.

- Yes, case closed.
- Yes.

No... One more thing.

- Am I disturbing?
- Yes.

- Sorry.
- Wait a second...

I want to wrap this up
with dinner tonight. Can you come?

- Sure.
- Sevenish?
- Okay. Bye.

So, what is it?

Case material from Gothenburg.

It arrived just before the interview.
I found this while looking for the earring.

Why didn't you tell me about this?

- Because it's classified.
- It was classified. Not any more.

- I know.
- So why?

It's complicated.

In what way?

Hello there. Why are you here?
We're in session.

I know, sorry.
The beach case is solved.

- What? How do you know?

We have a confession.
They let me sit in on the interview...

as I've helped them so much.

That's amazing!
Dad would have been so proud.

And of course, I'm incredibly
proud of you, my sweet.

Our beloved Arne Rönning.

If anything happens to me,
will you keep an eye on Olivia?

Of course.

- Cheers!
- Cheers!

You'll be a great investigator.

- Do you think so?
- No. I know it.

How do you know?

Because you have an eye on detail.
You're stubborn, fearless and curious.

- Essential to an investigation.
- Lap it up, Olivia.

Mette doesn't usually
shower anyone in compliments.

- Does she, Abbas?
- No, not exactly.

When I came back from Costa Rica,
she said:

"You all right?"

That was it.

- Would you get Tom?
- Sure.

Why are you in here?
Dinner's ready.

Come here a minute.

Sit down.

There's something I...

Something you need to know
about the beach case.

I should have told you long ago.

I don't know if you know what happened
that evening when...

that night, the little boy, Ove,
ran home to his parents...

and told them what he'd seen.

They called the emergency services
and then ran down to the beach.

The woman, Adelita, was still alive,
but her pulse was very weak.

She died just minutes before
the ambulance helicopter arrived.

Her unborn baby was alive, though.

So the doctor performed an emergency
caesarean and removed the baby.

The baby survived?

- Why hasn't anyone told me this before?
- It was decided to keep it secret...

since we didn't know why she was killed.

We didn't know if the baby
was also meant to be killed.

What happened to the baby?

The baby was considered
to need protection.

One of the investigators
took care of it...

while we waited for the woman's identity
to become known...

or for the father to appear.
But that didn't happen.

No?

So, the investigator adopted the child.
He had none of his own.

Was is Dad?

Yes, it was Arne.

So I'm the daughter
of Adelita Rivera and Nils Wendt?

Yes.

You knew about this...
and said nothing.

No.

Calm down, calm down.
There, there...

I can't sleep.

Come here, sweetie.

- Can't you sleep either?
- No, I can't.

What are you doing?

I don't know.
Thinking, I guess.

About her?

Yes.

Who is she?

I don't know.