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[villagers call out] Jolina! Jolina! Jolina!

[Maria] Jolina!

How on earth do you expect me to believe you?

You're lying straight to my face.

[villagers call out] Jolina!

I'll ask again. What did you do yesterday? More than dancing?

Jolina!

She's been struck dead! Can't you see what's happening?

The Lord has punished her, just like He punished Hilda.

Maria... Maria!

[Maria] Jolina!

[Elias] Jolina!

[pastor] Did you see with whom she danced?

There were many, but mostly with the artist.

-[woman] Jolina! -Beronius?

Well, he danced with nearly everyone.

And you?

You reek of cognac, Jussi. And vomit.

[man] Jolina!

[Maria sobs]

[dog whines]

[barking]

-[Maria] Siiri? -[barking]

[barking]

Jolina, is that you in there?

[barking]

[dog whining]

[gasps, pants]

[dog whines]

[Maria breathes unevenly]

[pastor] Dear Jolina.

Don't be scared. You're home now.

[dog pants, barks]

-Shh. -[barks]

-[breathes unevenly] -[door opens]

[dog barks and growls]

Well, well, well, I'll be damned if it isn't the pastor.

-We're been trying to... -[dog barks]

-Can you hear me? -[dog whines, barks]

-Quiet! -Siiri, be quiet. Out of here!

It's the sheriff.

What has happened to you?

-Stop, stop, stop, stop. -[pants, grunts]

[yells, grunts]

You're scaring her.

-[Brahe] Listen to me. -[shrieks, groans]

[Brahe] I won't have this nonsense.

[pants, whimpers]

Jolina, look me in the eye and answer me.

Was it the bear that did this?

[pants, whimpers softly]

We don't have all day. Was it the killer bear or wasn't it?

Nod yes or no!

She nodded. You see that? Michelsson?

Uh, yes. Yeah.

Well, I thought the killer bear had been caught.

Could've been the wrong one.

But see, see that. Those are finger marks.

Someone's held onto her, the same way you just did.

Those could easily be from bear claws.

-[breathes heavily] -[rumble of thunder]

Jolina. Dear child.

Please tell us.

Who attacked you in the forest? Tell us anything?

[breathes uneasily]

[clears throat] It was a man.

[inhales]

[breathes heavily]

You recognize him?

[clears throat]

Was he big or small? What was he wearing?

-Answer me, woman! -Mr. Brahe.

This resembles the other assault.

Hilda Wanhainen was also dragged into a barn and nearly strangled to death.

[Brahe] Strangled...

Sheriff, surely you can see the marks on her throat?

[shrieks, sobs]

[pastor] You see them?

[Jolina sobs]

Sheriff, you need to start taking this seriously.

She's the second victim this summer.

-How many more girls should have to pay? -[grunting]

It's about time you quit your meddling Do you hear me?!

-What happened to her? -[pastor] Jussi!

[Alinda] Maria!

They're all useless!

-Useless... -[buzzing of mosquito]

Father...

[sighs]

Okay, let's get to work.

This dress is Jolina's, isn't it?

[sniffs]

[sniffs]

Semen stains. On the inside of the dress.

-And here... [sniffs] That's fat and tar. -[Jussi scribbles notes]

What could it be from?

[sniffs]

I recognize it... from the church.

Could be boot grease, for polishing your Sunday shoes.

The stain is on the inside of the dress. Why is that?

He pulls it up. And sat on top of her.

Well done, Jussi.

There's a button missing here.

Look at this.

-Blood. -Note the stain's shape.

The drops have spattered, so they must have dripped from a certain height.

Yes, see that?

The blood hasn't fully permeated the fabric. Why could that be?

It... must have come from elsewhere?

From the assailant.

-Yes, that wretch must have gotten hurt. -[door opens]

Yes. We, we were just investigating...

Here.

Please don't wash the dress until the sheriff has had a look.

But he's already left.

Then, do as you want. It probably won't matter anyhow.

Do you think we could speak to Jolina again?

Uh, I won't pressure her, but I might be able to offer her some comfort and relief.

[background chattering]

Maria, would you mind joining us inside?

What? Why should she go in with you? What do you need from Maria?

Mrs. Pelikka, I think Jolina needs a friend right now.

There's no hurry.

She's going to be all right. She just needs a bit of rest.

Did she see anything when you found her?

Was there anyone nearby?

And yesterday, at the dance, were you together then?

Did you notice any particular person trying to court Jolina?

The artist... he kissed her.

And after the dance, what did you do?

I went home.

-[pastor] Alone? -Yes.

Jolina?

I really don't know. I went home alone.

[door opens]

-[Elias] Come in. -[growling]

[pastor sings] ♪ You bore your cross, sweet Jesus ♪

♪ The walk of death you traveled ♪

[breathes shakily]

-[sobs softly] -The anguish in my heart is great.

Witness my hardship and my suffering.

And forgive me of my sins.

Sweet Jolina.

What happened out there?

Can you describe it to Maria?

[clears throat]

I see a wound here on your right temple.

Mind if I push the hair back?

Did somebody pull your hair?

Mm.

And he tried to strangle you, right?

What happened? Did he let go?

Mm. Mm.

[Jolina grunts]

You hit him?

[Jussi scribbles in notebook]

[whispers]

The hairpin.

You stabbed him... with your hairpin?

Can you show me where?

[Jolina grunts softly]

Here? On his left shoulder.

Thank you, Jolina. This is very helpful information.

Did you recognize him?

[whispering]

He had his face covered up with a piece of cloth.

Sleep by her side tonight, and have Siiri guard the house.

[Jussi scribbles notes]

[roll of thunder]

[Brita Kajsa] You preach about such sins every Sunday.

[pastor] This is different.

Rape and murder.

[roll of thunder]

Has the devil come to lash out at the revival?

Could it be that you think too highly of yourself?

Is your work so significant that the devil would put a lustful murderer in your way?

[rain lashing, thunder rolls]

[distorted traditional singing]

[giggling]

[exhales sharply]

[panting, groaning]

-[roll of thunder] -[pleasurable panting, groaning]

[dog barks]

[barks]

[heavy breathing]

[distant crowing]

[humming soulful tune]

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you.

How is Jolina recovering?

What do you want, Roope?

Maria...

I have something to tell you.

We are to be married soon.

Your mother paid us a visit yesterday.

She spoke with my mother and father all evening.

[lowing]

They've come to an agreement about the betrothal and the dowry.

We'll inherit the farm.

You and I will have a good life there.

Maria, I promise to take good care of you.

I don't want to. And you know that.

But I'll make a good husband. I promise you that.

No, Roope. I'm not going to marry you.

Then who will you marry if not me, hm?

Is it the Lapp boy?

I saw you two dancing together. That sneaky little bastard!

Get away from me!

Get away from me!

[both breathing heavily]

-[dog barking] -[scrape of sharpening metal]

[sighs] How is the girl faring?

I don't think she can see any visitors today.

I understand, but that's actually not the reason we came.

The dog did a fine job of locating Jolina yesterday.

Do you take her hunting?

For birds sometimes.

Is it all right if I borrow her for a while?

[barking]

[barking]

-[pastor] Has the sheriff been here yet? -Both him and the parish constable.

[dog barks, pants]

I'd suggest leashing her now.

Siiri, come here. Stay there.

-What's that? -[pastor] Jolina's sweat.

-Seek! Seek! Siiri, seek! -[dog whines]

-[Madam Sjödahl] Beronius? -Mm.

-You were at the dance, weren't you? -Mm.

It was a fascinating little diversion.

What do you think happened to that girl?

Well, uh, considering the circumstances, seems fairly obvious.

Dance and alcohol can easily make the blood run hotter.

[exhales]

[sighs]

If only you knew what it's like living up here.

My husband was crazy enough to bring us here,

but I often wonder if maybe I'm crazier for staying.

I can imagine it must feel rather isolating,

when you're used to a certain level of sophistication.

Why is it that you're still unmarried, sir, if I may?

[chuckling exhale]

I haven't found the right one, unfortunately.

[clock chimes in background]

[exhales]

[twigs snap, dog barking

[Elias] There's something over here.

[sniffing]

[dog barks]

[dog sniffing]

Do you recognize this?

Yes. Uh, that's Jolina's hairpin.

-Blood. She used this to stab him. -[Elias] To... to stab him?

[pastor] Yes. And it saved her life.

Uh, can I keep this for now?

[dog whines]

Look here.

See this?

-It's from her clothing. -Yes. [breathes unevenly]

He ripped her collar to grab her throat.

[clears throat] I'm sorry. He...

He assaulted her here.

He might have been waiting to ambush when she came from the dance.

Where would you have hid, Jussi, if you were the assailant?

The breakage is fresh. [sniffs]

Why would one cut off a branch? Think, Jussi!

Perhaps to get a better view.

[pastor] Did he sit here and wait, then?

Look here.

-[Jussi] Pencil shaving. -Yeah. He sharpened his pencil.

He sat here and wrote and waited for his victim.

Or he was drawing.

[grunts softly]

[dog barks]

Thanks, both of you.

Don't let any strangers come near Jolina.

-No. -[dog whines]

[Elias] Come, Siiri. Let's go.

The assailant uses boot grease.

Given the Arctic bell-heather in the hay-barn,

we know he's been in the mountains fairly recently.

[Jussi] The artist has been to Tromsø.

-Really? When? -I don't know. But he said so.

Mm.

If he came here from there, then he passed through the mountains.

Something I've been wondering about. The assailant covers his face.

Why do you think?

[Jussi] He doesn't want to be recognized.

[pastor] Which could indicate that his victims know him.

But after assaulting them, he tries to kill them.

Why bother covering his face, then?

Could it be that he's afraid of confronting his victims face-to-face?

And he hides behind the mask because... because he's a sensitive soul?

-See this here? -A cigar.

It appears that our dear artist has been resting here... with someone.

[panting and groaning]

[panting and groaning]

[groaning, giggling]

I'd like to stay and think this over a bit.

Could you make your way back alone?

[the pastor] You always find the marsh Labrador tea.

Ledum palustre.

-[Jussi] What? -[pastor] Marsh Labrador.

[Maria] I need to speak to my mother right now.

Maria, what are you doing here?

Did you tell Roope I would marry him?

All this loose living of yours must be stopped.

Please, Mother, I'm begging you.

-I don't want to be with him. -Roope is a good man.

He's very strong and hard-working.

But, Mother, I hate him!

Well, I found a way to love your father. You'll do as I did.

Somehow, you'll find a way.

Okay, get on with it!

[woman panting]

[man panting]

[panting, groaning]

[breathes shakily]

[Madam Sjödahl groaning]

[panting]

[low growling]

[distorted shriek]

[gasps, yells]

[pants]

Shh.

[Brita Kajsa] A bear under the bed?

[pastor] I was fighting the prince of darkness.

He wants to destroy all we've accomplished.

But we stand our ground.

Yeah.

But we feel his presence each day.

He walks beside me.

And I'm afraid I can't stop him.

When a fox hides in the den, he has to be smoked out.

So, say that you know he's in there.

He might get scared and flee. Or he might make a mistake.

[pastor] Good day!

Pastor.

Hello there, Lindmark. Back at work now?

Was your commerce journey a successful one?

It was, thanks. A great amount was accomplished.

How excellent.

My Jussi has become quite the avid writer.

So, we're in need of a couple of pens for him, or pencils, even better.

Naturally. [chuckles] I have two kinds on offer.

This one here is hard. And this one is a bit softer.

Very good. I'll take one of each, then.

One of each?

Yes, if you don't mind

And some boot grease... do you have any?

Uh, boot grease... I certainly do.

[pastor] Ah.

Let's see here. A quarter.

[sniffs]

[sniffs]

Price seems a bit high.

Oh, with grease of that quality, you'll always walk dry-shod.

-Oh, Is that so? -I even use it myself.

What do you know! The pastor here is looking to buy some boot grease.

Perhaps the sheriff would be able to attest to the quality.

How is the investigation coming along?

The culprit appears seems to have been a vagrant passing by.

-That so? -They were spotted wandering in the area.

Oh, I see. But tell me.

This vagrant... could this fellow possibly afford such fine boot grease?

What?

There were traces of this on Jolina's clothes.

Sheriff, you inspected her clothes, right?

-Of course, I inspected them. -Yeah?

Then you must also be aware that the assailant was wounded.

-The assailant was? -[pastor] Yes, a stab wound.

Jolina managed to stab the man in his left shoulder

such that her clothes were bloodied.

With this.

Yes. It might be good for the villagers to hear what happened.

We could check whether anyone has a fresh stab wound.

Yes.

And I believe that Jolina will be able to identify the man as soon as she recovers.

Even if that man masked his face.

I'm in charge of this investigation, Pastor, not you.

Let's go! Now!

Father, why did you tell everything?

Evil hides itself in lies, Jussi.

The merciless light of the truth is the only thing that can dispel it.

[coughing]

Such was the custom in the holy land that three animals were sacrificed

to atone for the sins of man.

A bull was slaughtered in atonement for the sins of the ministers.

A buck was also slaughtered for the Lord.

And the blood from both of them was smeared on another buck

that was expelled to the desert, bearing the sins of the people.

So, this scapegoat atoned for all their wrongs,

and so Jesus Christ died for us on the cross.

And so it has come to pass here.

But here in Kengis, the scapegoat is a bear.

Two girls are violated, stricken to the ground, tormented.

And we kill a bear!

[murmuring]

But the Lord Almighty will not be fooled.

He knows that the assailant lives among us.

He may even be here in church today.

[murmuring]

[shushing]

Let us pray for his soul.

Let us pray for forgiveness, for we are all sinners.

[excited chattering]

-Turn to your neighbors. -[villagers pray]

Confess your sins to them!

-Do it now! Unburden your hearts! -[villagers praying]

Turn to each other!

Accept your good neighbors' confessions! Welcome them!

Unburden your heart! Make room for the Lord!

-Make room for God! -[villagers praying]

-Yes! Yes! Make room for God! -[villagers praying]

-Accept your neighbor's confession! -[excited praying]

Make room for the Lord! Make room for God! Deliver him from the devil!

Deliver him from the devil and welcome him to the glory of the Almighty!

Sjödahl! Confess your sin!

If you are a true Christian.

[Madam Sjödahl] That's enough!

[breathes unevenly]

You're disgraceful, all of you!

Can't you see what he's doing here?

That man calls himself a minister of the Lord.

He takes advantage of the terrible fates of these poor girls.

He does.

And he derides those who would fight for the redemption of these two girls.

-[Roope] That's right! He does! -[Madam Sjödahl] Yes, and how come?

Because what he wants is to divide us, like the worst kind of despot!

-[breathes unevenly] -[Madam Sjödahl] Divide and disrupt.

-Ms. Sjödahl? -I'm speaking now.

How dare you accuse the good people of Kengis,

when everybody knows full well the kind of damage a lowly vagrant can cause?

-A lowly vagrant? -[Madam Sjödahl] Yes!

[excited chattering]

All the evidence indicates that poor Jolina Eliasdotter

was assaulted by a coward.

But it is hardly an appropriate topic for a service!

-Madam Sjödahl-- -[Sjödahl] Kengis has had enough of you.

I've reported you to the church

and I've demanded that you be stripped of your title and your duties.

-On what grounds? -You'll find out soon enough.

From now on, I will no longer be attending your so-called services.

And I expect everyone here to do the same as me.

[excited chattering]

Goodbye.

-Anyone who supports Kengis, leave now. -[door banging]

[door banging]

[laughs manically]

You are welcome back when you're ready to face Jesus Christ!

[excited chattering]

[Maria] It's going to be okay. Don't worry.

It's going to be okay.

Let's do it.

I want to leave here.

If we can do it.

Well, I know that we can do it, Jolina.

Hilda will guide us when things gets difficult.

I know she's with us.

Tell me...

how we would do it.

First, we go south, toward the coast.

Then we'll stay on the farms.

And we'll work there, too.

And will be together... forever.

And eventually, we'll find a boat bound for... America.

[Jolina giggles]

[Maria] America.

Maria.

Maria, you don't need to sleep here anymore.

Thank you for help.

The pastor tells me he want to speak with you.

[knocking]

[pastor] Come in.

Yes.

Have a seat.

[clears throat]

I've asked Jussi to take notes, if that's all right.

About the dance we had last Saturday.

There's nothing wrong with dancing.

Did you worry I'd say there was?

I know that many people talk of my severity,

but I was actually quite fond of dancing in my youth.

Well... But one should be wary of the dangers.

Dancing may awaken one's carnal lust.

[breathes shakily]

One's temperature rises, just like after a sauna.

Then one might try to cool oneself down.

May I ask Maria, you say you walked home alone.

And you didn't see Jolina on your way?

No.

[Jussi scribbling notes]

Jussi, you said that you saw Mr. Beronius kiss Jolina.

It wasn't him.

-Pardon? -He's not the one who assaulted Jolina.

And how do you figure that?

Well, perhaps we'll revisit this later.

Thanks for the talk.

By the way, I, uh...

Could I show you something before you go?

We've planted our first solanum.

I think the meadow needs cutting.

[pastor] So, the common name for this is potato.

The berries are poisonous.

And you eat the root straight out of the ground.

-It tastes heavenly with butter. -Mr. Beronius knows

how to arouse interest in a woman. He doesn't need to resort to violence.

But the shopkeeper...

Lindmark? What happened?

He made love with Hilda.

But she didn't want to.

-Hel did? -It was because of the debt.

Her father drank himself to death, and he bought the liquor on credit.

Lindmark wanted what he was owed and he threatened to take the cottage.

The sheriff helped him.

She whored herself so her mother and brother

wouldn't be robbed of their home.

Pastor, please don't mention this to anyone.

No, of course, I won't.

Hilda's mother doesn't know.

It could be... that Hilda said no...

in the end and...

He had his way with her.

And Jolina? Has he hurt her?

He's a swine! A goddamn swine!

[breathes heavily]

[exhales]

[pastor] The stones are still hot! Come in!

Ah, nice indeed. Nice indeed.

The sauna is truly God's greatest gift to man.

Ah.

Take of your clothes.

I should go home. I'm tired.

This will suit you well, then.

Nothing is more invigorating.

Another time.

[hinges creak, door closes]

[sighs]

[door opens]

[sighs]

Jussi.

Look at me when I speak to you.

You talked to Maria?

She explained why she didn't think Beronius assaulted Jolina.

-Why's that? -Some men are skilled at winning a woman.

Why won't you undress?

Isn't shyness virtuous?

There mustn't be shyness between father and son.

And shame is another thing.

Is there anything you're keeping from me, Jussi?

No.

It was you who sat behind the uprooted tree in the forest, wasn't it?

I saw crushed marsh Labrador tea.

You're the only one who uses it to ward off mosquitoes.

You sat and spied on the artist and Maria making love.

The cigar gave him away, and you gave her away.

Don't think I haven't noticed your cold stares, Jussi.

I know that you're fond of her.

Since the dance, all I've see is jealousy in your eyes.

I saw them.

I'm sorry.

It must have felt hard.

That she chose another.

What did you do then?

[sniffles]

I went home.

Did you really?

And Jolina, you saw nothing?

The attack happened not far from where you were.

-Father-- -I sensed your anguish

when we examined the scene of the assault.

I saw your fear when I found the hairpin.

And I recognized it from the bog when we found Hilda.

[breathes shakily]

Father, surely you don't...

-I haven't done anything! -Oh, Almighty Lord, let it not be so.

I need an answer, Jussi. Was it you?

-No! -Did she have to pay for Maria's betrayal?

-No! For Christ's sake, no! -I need you to tell me, Jussi!

Did she stab you? Did she stab you with her hairpin?

[breathes unevenly]

[breathes unevenly]

Jussi...

[sighs]

Oh, forgive me.

[sobs softly]

[sobs softly]

[Jolina] Siiri?

[breathes unevenly]

Siiri?

[breathes heavily]

[heavy breathing]

[pants]

-[pants softly] -[splash of urine]

[heavy breathing]

Siiri!

[whistles]

[clears throat]

-[sighs] -[splash of urine]

No! No, no, Jolina!

No! No!