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LUXURY VILLA BUILT DESPITE PROTESTS

- Hi! - Hi!

- Hi. Linda, right? - That's right.

- Catering. - Yes.

I'm Carsten. I own the house. You've spoken to my wife, Celia?

That's right.

No, no. Let me.

- Okay. This is going to be a great party. - It sure will.

Hey, kids, not here! Maria!

Hey, kids!

Oliver! Sarah! You're not supposed to be in here!

- Let's go and play somewhere else. - Thanks.

Are you keeping an eye on the temperature? Max 55 degrees.

Yes...

Good.

- Do you want help with that? - Thanks.

It's pretty heavy. One, two, three...

There.

PISS OFF!

- Carsten, can you come here? - What?

Okay.

Have you got a knife?

Come on.

Okay...so, we don't need to mention this to anyone, alright?

It's just a prank. A fucking stupid prank.

We're not telling anyone about this. Okay?

THE SANDHAMN MURDERS - THE PRICE OF POWER

Have a nice time with Grandma, okay? I'll see you in a week.

Do you know how long that is? Seven bedtime stories.

And then it's holiday time with Mummy and Daddy on Harö.

- Bye. And thanks. - Bye.

Nora!

- Hello! - Hi! On holiday?

No. I've just handed over Elin to her grandma for the week.

- It's been a long time. - Pernilla and I have been working hard.

- Will I be seeing you this evening? - At what?

The Johnsons, who built that new villa. They're having a house-warming party.

- You know them? - No. They're inviting the whole island.

I thought maybe they'd invited other islanders too.

- A cop's always good to get to know. - The police aren't welcome. Have fun!

See you! Bye!

Hi. I'll have a rye loaf.

It's obvious that the sauna and jetty are in our stretch of water.

Pär-Anders has written letters but still hasn't got a reply.

Let's get a crane and just remove the lot! Or what does the lawyer say?

- It's called unlawful dispossession. - And three bread rolls, please.

And then there's that flashy party where we're all meant to admire how they live.

- They paid 20 million kronor for the plot! - And built an urban villa on it!

And all that rubble left on the promenade. Well I don't think it's nice, at least.

- Are you sure it's theirs? - What else can it be? Natural boulders?

But do you know it's theirs?

Guys! Brilliant job on the house!

Done on time, looks good... I'm impressed.

My latest bill hasn't been paid.

I need to pay the lads.

Shit, sorry! I thought I'd... I've been travelling so much, I forgot. I'm onto it.

By the way, your neighbour was here talking about the jetty and the sauna.

Did he say, "The jetty and sauna are on my water"?

That guy lives to piss people off.

The jetty and sauna are on my water.

Good work, all of you!

- Do you have to stand here all the time? - I'm going to talk to him tonight.

- Do you really think that's a good time? - Yes!

Those four-wheelers the builders use are ruining the forest.

And that fancy jetty, which is partly on our water.

- Are we really going to their party? - Of course.

Never say no to a freebie!

Hey...I met her down there at the bakery.

She ordered loads of bread and cakes. Spoke English. Seemed a bit snooty.

We should take a closer look at that monstrosity...

- You're fantastic! - Thanks.

- Linda! - Yes?

- Where do you want these? - Spread them out on the tables.

Look at this! Just don't hold back on the booze, okay?

Can I do that? I've always want to try.

My dad would always say:

"I fear the man who drinks water all night and remembers what everyone says."

Darling, have you seen my brown belt?

- How embarrassing when they find out! -Snooty. Is that me?

No! No...

What you are is bloody snooty.

Because they don't. Yet.

Know what...?

It's going to be a fantastic party, and they'll see we're normal. Just like them.

If they prick us, do we not bleed? If they poison us, do we not die...?

Don't you?

Good.

Take what you want from the kitchen. And don't leave Simon and Anna alone.

I promise.

- When will you be back? - We won't be late.

When I do this...

...it means we can leave, okay?

Okay.

- Why go when you don't feel like it? - I feel like it!

- You're just curious about the house. - So?

- Have a nice time, girls. - You too.

- Bye sweethearts! - Bye Mum!

This is looking so great!

Just a few trimmings to go and we're done.

Someone from the council was in touch.

You hadn't applied for permission to build on the beach.

I get so fed up. These council guys...

Easy...

He owes us money.

- I don't trust the guy. - Marek...

That was the bank. There's been a cock-up. Again.

But they promise the money will be there, okay? Good.

I need to...take this...

- Have a nice party. - Thanks!

Yes. Coming!

- Why don't you answer my letters? - It's a party. Another time, okay?

- Nora Linde. - That's a little Sandhamn history thing.

Lovely, thanks. Do you live here all year round?

No, it's our summer house. We live and work in the city.

- What do you do? - I'm a lawyer.

We should get to know each other. I'm in a feud with half the island!

- Maybe you also signed the list... - List?

"No to the new monstrosity!"

- No, we didn't sign. - No way!

- Champagne? - Lovely.

Make yourselves at home. Enjoy yourselves!

- Have you had a look around inside? - Not yet.

They've not cut corners. Marble in the bathroom, Italian sea stone flooring...

And this food!

They've put up a fence all the way down to the beach.

I like to walk there, but I guess I won't get past now.

They think they own the lot.

- Hello! - Hello!

Hi. I'm Carsten, for those of you who don't know...

I'd like to start by saying we're very glad to have you here this evening.

We actually live in London, but we've been in Sweden every year

looking like crazy for somewhere to spend the summers.

We found out that the plot here was for sale, so we went for it.

And I think we both feel that we've found the perfect place for us.

And now it's finished.

It took some time to build this little monstrosity...

Exactly!

Our door is always open, and I hope to see many of you this summer,

even when there's no party. Pop by.

Whenever.

But now, it's party time.

So. Help yourselves, drink, enjoy and have fun.

The night is long. Cheers.

Cheers!

- Stop it! - No, Sarah! Don't do that!

Madame!

She's Vera's age, wouldn't you say? She's an au pair.

A bit older, I'd say.

I know Vera should've looked for summer work and I should've nagged at her.

Not nagged, just made some demands.

No, look a little further over there...

He should be ashamed of himself. Someone should tell him. It's selfish!

I told you we shouldn't have come.

- Did you? - I did.

That rule about keeping new buildings discreet is in force, I see.

Someone on the council no doubt made a tidy sum.

- The council don't care. - So it will have to be up to us.

Don't you think I've tried?

Little Picky Poc lived on a rock

A fire began to spread and everybody fled

Except for Picky Poc for he was already...

...dead

It's the ugliest house I've ever seen.

It's just showing off, that's what it is. Have you seen the jetty and sauna?

They're on my land, my water!

But the bastard doesn't give a shit.

Pär-Anders...

- Let's go home. - I want to speak to Carsten first.

- Come on... - He has to be told!

Pär-Anders!

Carsten!

I think he went to bed.

You've got something in your eye...

Yes! Do that again!

Good, let's go home.

At last!

Thank you so much for tonight!

And say thanks to Carsten, too.

Just how many glasses of champagne did you drink?

Many!

Could you imagine living in a house like that?

- No. - Me neither.

- Did you have fun? - Not sure about fun. But you seemed to!

I love dancing. It's fun!

- Dance is nothing but a lead-in to... - Sex.

You always say that, but you speak for yourself!

Jesus Christ.

Too much champagne, I reckon.

Hey, fancy a dance?

No! I'd rather a cuddle...

I want to go to sleep. Can I?

Eh?

Something's on fire at Fyrudden!

What the fuck?

Call the fire brigade!

Thomas here...

He's indicated on the wall and on the corner.

And over there as well.

Okay. Good dog. Thanks!

- It smells like burnt chicken. - I know.

- Theo has indicated lighter fluid. - Theo?

The dog. At several places.

Or some other flammable liquid, like petrol or lighter fluid.

This was found nearby and a smashed champagne glass inside.

Okay. We need to talk to the house owner.

Have you tried calling him?

We've found an unidentified body in there.

We don't know. We need to examine the body first...

Some time, but let's not expect the worst.

Can you manage some questions?

When did you last see him?

Did you notice anything unusual during the party?

Take your time.

What did he want?

I'll need a list of all the guests and staff.

How was the party?

I don't know what to say, really. I didn't know anyone there.

Oliver and Sarah were tired so we went to bed early...

How did Carsten seem? Did you see where he got to?

No. No, I didn't.

But...I think he was quite...

...drunk.

- Do you like being with the family? - Yes, I do.

The kids are lovely. Really sweet.

And Celia and Carsten?

Carsten... Well, he travels a lot, so he's not home that much.

But...he's nice and kind.

So you like him?

Yes.

- Did you find anything out? - No. The sauna was burnt to the ground.

It was just ashes. Serves them right, I say.

But no one was inside, were they?

How would I know that? It was crawling with cops. I didn't dare go that close.

But we've not done anything...

No...

We were at a party, you got drunk and we went home. End of.

Exactly. End of.

Excuse me...

Are you the police?

Is it true the fire was deliberate?

- And you are? - Linda Öberg. I do the catering here.

Thomas Andreasson. So you were here all evening?

Did you notice anything special?

No. I was in the kitchen all night. And then we cleaned up.

- When were you done? - Late.

When I was done serving, I said goodbye to Celia and took my boat home.

- Where's home? - I have a house on a nearby island.

- If you think of anything, give us a call. - Sure.

Great. Thanks.

There was one thing...

- It said "Piss off" on the note. - What note?

When we put up the marquee

we found dead black birds - cormorants - hanging from it.

Mum? Wake up!

Thomas is here!

What if the fire had spread!

Thanks.

- We found a body in the sauna. - What?

We don't know who it is but we think it's a man.

- Was there trouble at the party? A fight? - No.

How was Carsten?

He seemed pissed. I saw him go off with some blonde woman.

Do you know when?

Anything else?

No one actually likes Carsten Johnson.

He lives next door to the island's crankiest man.

- Pär-Anders Andersson. Know him? - I've got a vague memory...

He's the one who started that petition against the villa.

And who's caused them most grief.

- Excuse me. - Who are you?

Thomas Andreasson. Are you Pär-Anders Andersson?

- I've done nothing illegal. - I just have some questions. Is that okay?

"Carsten Johnson can take his money and fuck off."

"He should stop encroaching on people's property if he knows what's good for him."

- Recognise that? - I was drunk.

- It sounds quite threatening. - It was stupid of me.

I should have put it differently. But that sauna and jetty are too close.

They can see right into the house!

And this island doesn't need any fences. All of us here know that.

When did you get back from the party?

Around midnight.

And what did you do then? These are just routine questions.

We went to bed. As Anna can confirm.

- Do we think it was a pyromaniac? - No.

Pär-Anders Andersson's got a motive.

He signed that petition. His wife too.

RUSSIAN MAN PYROMANIAC

That's not all. He filed a report, just before the summer. Ten pages long.

About Carsten Johnson building a jetty on his water.

Can you even own water?

- Of course you can. - But it keeps moving.

No, you own the land under the water.

According to the local housing board there are more complaints against him.

About breaking the planning rules, illicit tree-felling...

They're all anonymous.

- What is it about islanders? - Eh?

All this fighting and intrigue... And it takes generations to be accepted.

- That's just how we are. It's in the blood. - Inbreeding...

I've been chasing the pathologist all day for an autopsy report.

And you were right. It was a man.

30 to 40 years old. Had suffered a heavy blow to the back of the head.

Died of smoke poisoning. Was drunk when he died.

There were also traces of cocaine.

It's not unlikely that Carsten used cocaine.

He's been gone for 24 hours and is the only one reported missing.

Then it's probably him. What do we know about him?

Only that he left the party with some unknown blonde woman.

- We haven't wanted to ask his wife yet. - She's not in a good way.

There's our possible motive. Jealousy.

Can you film the people standing around?

I've changed my flight to Copenhagen today.

- I'm going to Mallorca instead. - Oh!

- I thought you were just away for the day. - I know, but Vera wanted to come...

- So how long will you be away for? - Just a few days more.

But we said we'd borrow Henrik's boat and have a little holiday...

I know, but it'll still be there when we get back...

Go then. Mallorca's nice.

Nice for you. And for me.

- Why say that? Are you pissed off now? - I'm not pissed off.

Mum, visitor! Thomas is here!

- You'd think he lived here. - Coming!

- Recognise anyone? Like this guy... - That's the Granlunds' boy. Why?

- Nora, have you seen my mobile? - No. Ask Vera.

Hi.

Vera...

- You think he could have started the fire? - Come on, we've got a ferry to catch!

- Are you hurrying off into town? - No, they are.

His name's Anton Granlund. Olle Granlund's son.

You've met him, remember? The former navy commando.

- We've really got to go now. - Call me if you need more help.

Thanks.

I'll call you tonight.

Bye, Vera! Enjoy Mallorca!

- I'll call you later. - You said.

Of course.

Hi, Mr Policeman! Want to buy some fish?

- It's whitefish today. - No thanks. I'd like to talk to your son.

Anton! Someone wants a word with you!

Coming down?

If he doesn't want to, that's it.

What's happened?

Someone lit a fire on the beach. I saw Anton there. Maybe he saw something.

Would this have anything to do with the Johnson fire?

We don't know. Maybe.

- But Anton doesn't set fire to buildings. - Right.

Anton!

Are you coming down?

Or shall I come up?

It was me.

- What did you do? - Set fire to it.

- The sauna? - No! The grass. On the beach.

- Do you like fire? - Yes.

- Did you see the sauna on fire? - Yes.

- Did you see who did it? - It was burning when I turned up.

- But someone went off in a boat. - Who?

A man? Woman?

Can you describe the boat?

- What did it look like? - It was small and white.

Carsten!

Okay, darling.

It's okay...

I was...in...

Celia!

Hi.

- Thomas. - Hi, Carsten.

- Hi. - Hi. Mia Holmgren.

Ah, coffee!

- Have you identified the body? - Not yet.

Awful business. Terrible.

Any idea who it could be?

The dead person? No. Haven't a clue.

We'd like to know where you've been.

I'd like to know that too!

It's...

It might sound strange but I woke up on a little island

with a little house on.

- Alone? - Yes.

I'd apparently borrowed someone's boat.

- Whose? - No idea.

And I had no mobile.

It got really cold. I was freezing. I had a bottle of whisky with me...

...which I drank.

Then I crashed out and got so sick...

So you've simply been...asleep on this little island for almost 48 hours?

That was some binge!

- Is that normal? - No.

To be honest, I don't remember that much.

And you've no idea who or why anyone would want to burn down your sauna?

No...

Your wife mentioned a man who turned up at the party. Had a Russian accent.

He asked for you.

Okay. It was no one I met.

I didn't know we'd invited a Russian.

But you were threatened, right? Some dead birds.

I didn't want to cause you unnecessary distress.

It was a prank.

With a stupid message from some idiot. Someone we hadn't invited probably.

- What did you do with the birds? - Buried them.

- And what about the message? - Threw it away.

Someone also saw you leave the party with a blonde woman. Who was that?

A blonde woman? No, no. I would have remembered that!

- So it's not true? - No.

Celia, hey...

Sorry about that...

Are we done soon?

But now your wife's gone, maybe you remember the woman? And her name?

We need to know so we can contact everyone who was here.

She...

...was called Julia, and was one of the waitresses.

We made out in the woods and that's it.

- Any surname? - Don't know it.

I'm sure Linda can tell you all you need to know. Linda Öberg.

- So we'll be talking to her. And Julia. - Okay...

Darling...

Celia...

Hey...

It's not what you think.

Okay...

It's okay by me but you'd best check with him too.

Be nice to Daddy now, okay? Good.

We'll speak later. Kiss!

Bye.

- Hi! - Hi. Are you alone?

- Yes. The kids are with Henrik. - Nice.

You said I should come to you if I needed help. My boat's not working.

- You're joking! - No. I never joke.

Could you give me a ride to Harö?

- Now? - If you have time.

I have all the time in the world.

Fantastic.

Hey...

I could never be unfaithful to you.

She's staying.

No one's going to chase me away from my house!

- Hi! - Daddy!

I'm falling over! Jump down!

Hi! When did you get back?

- Celia has... - Where have you been?

- On the beach, swimming... - Swimming on the beach? Lucky things.

Listen, you'd never leave us, would you?

- Maria... - What?

Are you going to leave us? Abandon us?

Run along and play. Or walk, rather.

You can see that, can't you? They need you.

Celia needs you.

I need you.

You agreed. I saw you! You went like this...

Thanks so much. Before you go...

Did you notice a Russian man at Carsten's party?

No. Why?

There was apparently some guy there with a Russian accent asking for Carsten.

- I've tried to find out who but... - A business acquaintance?

Could be...

I know a financial journalist in London. Shall I get him to check up on Carsten?

We've talked to the police there but not to any journalists. Good idea. Cool.

Can I offer you something?

Lovely.

Pernilla's been made head of the Global Marketing division.

Bit of a mouthful. Branding and sustainability.

- "Sustain-abilidy". - Exactly.

- It's good, but she never stops working. - Nor do you.

Sure, but her laptop's by the bed, her mobile's on the pillow in case of texts.

At the weekends she prepares the coming week...

But she makes more money of course.

- So is that what bugs you? - No, no! I'm doing alright! Cheers!

- She still doesn't like the archipelago? - No, she's a town mouse.

Like Vera. She's a town mouse too.

Vera doesn't like me.

She doesn't! And I'm not sure I like her. Though I'm not meant to say that, am I!

"Bonus" children. Why are they called "bonus" children?

I actually think it's nice that they're away.

It's completely fine to take a break now and then.

I have to go, it's getting dark...

But you can't take the boat, it's illegal.

I'm sorry to say.

- Claire could take me! - That would be even more illegal.

Taxi boat.

Or you're welcome to use the guest room.

Then I can take you back tomorrow.

- Practical, eh? - If the bed's comfortable.

It's the best bed. Just one little pea in the mattress, that's all...

...and a pork chop.

What's happened?

A bird flew into the window, that's all.

A bird...

Yep.

One of those night-owls...

I hope you don't smoke in front of the kids.

- No, of course not! - Ow, shit!

Hang on, I'll...

- Shall I...? - Thanks.

- What are you doing? - Sorry, I just wanted...

I didn't mean to...

Sorry.

- Good morning! - Good morning.

Sleep well?

- Have you been baking? - Yep!

- Can you bake? - It's from a tin. I just pop it in the oven.

It's not bad.

Hello! Hi, Jonas. Having a good time?

I'm fine. I've just woken up and am here looking out over the sea.

Just about to have breakfast.

Listen, my coffee's ready. I'll call back later. Okay, kiss kiss. Bye.

- Smells nice. - Croissants.

That too.

I don't know what the French would call them though!

Can I have some coffee?

Hi!

Is that your boat down there? What's happened to yours?

- It broke down. Nora drove me back. - Yesterday?

Yes, yesterday.

How convenient.

And the sea was so rough you had to sleep on the sofa?

- Yes, exactly Claire. - "Exactly".

- This is for me, right? - I'll get a cup.

Celia, have you seen my mobile?

Can you call it?

Oliver! Oliver! Give it to me.

Give it to me before I get angry. Give it to me! Now!

What the hell are you playing at?

And you! I know you're 22 and a bit slow

but he is not allowed to touch my things, understand?

Do you understand? Good!

Fuck!

- Are you okay? Does it hurt? - Yeah.

Carsten, you must call me. We've met.

Have you met Dimitri? Call me back!

Hi, Carsten. You forgot your shoes. And check your mail...

I got sacked from the catering firm.

Well, if you will run off with the host instead of working...

What happened?

Nothing.

We snogged for a bit but he was too drunk to do anything else.

He was pathetic.

Pretty boring if you ask me.

Julia, we're dealing with a murder. Someone got burnt to death in a fire.

He...offered me some coke.

He had quite a lot.

- Then you went back to your place? - No.

I went back to the party to finish working. He said he'd wait for me.

Where did he wait?

On the beach? I don't know. He didn't come back to the party at least.

- How long did he wait for? - An hour maybe...

Then we took the boat back to my place.

Where you partied for two days...?

Yeah. Kind of.

So Carsten has no alibi for part of the evening and he's lied to us.

As has Anna Andersson.

She's changed her story and now says she and Pär-Anders went to bed together.

Okay, so he hasn't got an alibi either and has threatened Carsten.

He could've burnt down the sauna without knowing someone was inside...

I think he's just full of bluster. We'd best take DNA samples though.

- Hi, Margit. - I've just spoken to the pathologist.

The victim's teeth were poorly filled, suggesting Eastern European dentistry.

- Eastern European? - That's what she said.

We're just off to talk to Carsten again about that Russian guy.

Ask him about that broken champagne glass. It had his prints on it.

Well, there's a thing. Okay.

Thanks, bye.

Was Carsten doing business with that Russian?

We'll see, won't we.

It's my turn to drive.

I have no idea how many glasses I touched.

Or how any of them got into the sauna.

I spoke to your "friend", Julia.

- She remembers more than you. - Julia...

Quit the stories.

Cocaine's bad enough but this is a murder inquiry.

I know. And I have an alibi. Julia.

Julia doesn't know what you got up to while you were waiting for her to finish up.

I sat waiting for her on a rock.

And?

And then she turned up and we went back to hers.

What about this Russian?

I have no idea who it is. Not a clue. I've never met him.

I know! Okay. Okay.

Look at this...

Yes. Look!

Julia mailed me these photos. Date and time, okay? Her, me.

Twelve o'clock-ish...

Later... Later...

There! 3:02 a.m.

I was still there. Which was the same time as the fire, right?

Wasn't it? Exactly. There's my alibi.

I'd appreciate it if you didn't mention that to my wife.

I think you should do that yourself.

- The police are there again. - The birds were a bit unnecessary.

That's not why they're there.

Why didn't you say straight off that we went to bed together?

- We'd have been spared all this. - Stop that now.

I think they've realised there's nothing more for them here.

He took my mobile. He knows he's not allowed to touch my mobile.

And anyway, it wasn't a slap it was just a cuff round the ear.

Just a cuff round the ear?

The fire was called in at 2:45, so he does have some kind of alibi.

I'll check to see if those photos were manipulated.

We still don't know what he was doing while waiting for her.

Good that you're still here. We've got the results from the lab.

And it's rather strange.

Because they've found fingerprints on this lighter from one Gustav Kronberg.

The thing is, he's been dead for 10 years.

Gustav Emil Kronberg.

Born 1976. Was in and out of different rehab centres.

Died of a heroin overdose in 2007.

Got sent down for raiding a security van. He was only 22. After that, got into drugs.

- Hi Nora. - Hi. Thanks for the other night.

I've spoken to my colleague in London

and he's checked up on Carsten Johnson's finances.

He was involved in some dodgy property deals. There are rumours of corruption.

Many people lost their money when the company went bankrupt.

Including some small-time investors,

who lost everything. He was chucked off the board shortly afterwards.

- Okay. But he lost money too? - Several million.

His father-in-law bailed him out and now he's doing the same thing in Russia.

Again, there's talk of corruption.

Yes!

That's great, Nora. I'll call you later, okay? Bye.

I think we've got a lead.

In Norrland there's a man called Hannes Kronberg, Gustav's dad.

His mother, Elin, died a few years ago. But he has an older sister, Linda.

Married, took the surname Öberg. Linda Öberg.

Lives on the next island. The caterer.

Hi!

Why, hello! How are you?

- I'm fine. - Going home?

Yes, I'm taking the next ferry.

Have you left your job with Carsten and Celia?

Yes, I have.

It wasn't really working out, you could say. So...

Did something happen?

It's...

It's Carsten. He...

I saw him hit Oliver.

I've...got to go.

Okay, bye.

Hi!

I was at... I was just out.

No, I'm not.

But...Celia. Celia!

Listen. You can't leave me now. Okay?

You can't leave me, I need you.

Okay, I...

I have something to tell you.

It's about...

...that deal in Moscow. That investment.

It's fucked.

Fucked!

I'm going to lose 60%, maybe more.

It's not. It actually isn't.

Because I'll rise again. I've done it before, you know I have.

It's not a problem. He's a businessman. Businessmen know about taking risks.

Everyone wants to bleed me dry.

But you know what? I've got a new contact.

I've taken another loan.

Not from him.

It... It...

It was a mistake.

- It was an accident. - "An accident"?

Celia, he came here, to our house, and threatened me.

For the sake of money. For money!

I hit him and dragged him into the sauna.

But, listen, I didn't set fire to it.

I didn't set fire to it. I didn't know. I swear. I swear!

No. No!

- Know the way? - Yeah.

Hello?

Anyone at home?

Coming!

Hello?

Hi!

I bumped into Carsten in the harbour and just wanted to check you were okay.

Hi!

Why didn't you say...? Hi!

- How are you? - Fine, Carsten. How are you?

Fine. I'm fine.

Where... Where are we going?

I'm just wondering where we...

Oliver! Oliver! Come here! I just want to talk to my son.

Oliver, you know that Daddy didn't mean to hit you, don't you?

In fact, I didn't hit you, did I? I'd never hit you. Daddy loves you.

I love you.

Carsten, put the gun down. Please.

- I love you. Daddy loves you... - Carsten, put the gun down!

Okay. Okay then!

I just want to know...

...where you think you're going to go.

And if you're thinking of taking my children.

Well?!

Surely you'll know that I'll never let you do that. Right?

See? See?

You're my family, right?

I'll...

I'll sort this out, okay?

You all stay here, and...

I love you.

Hi, Thomas. It's me.

You have to come to the villa. Now. It's Carsten. He's high. And armed.

He's talking to someone...

Two men. I don't recognise them.

They're discussing something.

Okay. But hurry.

I'm hanging up. Bye.

No!

Gustav and Carsten were in the same class at school.

Everyone knew even then that Carsten would go far.

He was called Lasse Jonsson back then.

He destroyed my brother's life.

Gustav looked up to him.

He wanted to be just as successful.

After school, Carsten got him involved in some business project.

But after a few months...

...the money had disappeared. Along with Carsten.

He left him with debts he would never have been able to repay.

The worst thing was the betrayal. That Carsten just took off.

He never recovered from that.

He got sucked into a world of crime and drugs.

Just to survive, I think.

But...

But in the end...

...he died. Of an overdose.

So suddenly there was Lasse - or Carsten - in front of this grand villa.

The man responsible for my brother's death.

It could have been Gustav standing there.

It felt so...

...right to set fire to the sauna.

With Gustav's lighter.

I didn't know...someone was in there.

Hi!

How I've missed you!

- Hi, Vera. - Hi.

- Here. It's to you from me. - Thanks!

- Have you had a nice time? - It was great! You?

It's lovely to have you home.

I'll go in.

Mum and Elin send their love. I miss her.

Whose is this? It was in the guest room.

It must be Nora's.

Has Nora been here?

My boat broke down. She gave me a lift back.

And she forgot her cardigan?

Hey. Why are you looking so guilty?

- I'm not! - I'm just joking.