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The treatment has worked nice. - Good.

- I was almost worried for the thing. - You can be calm now.

Good day again Ms. Any more horses need saddling today?

- Yes, the adjutant can pick one. - I see, follow me.

If it's a lively animal you want,

I can suggest Black Devil. - No no. Isn't there something smaller?

Small animal?

In horse size of course.

It's nice of you to check up on the foal so frequently.

I'm often here anyway, and I know how much you like him.

He's going to be special.

And he's mine. Douglas and Kerstin won't take him from me. - What?

When Douglas marries he owns Ribersvik.

- By some stupid will you see. - Won't it be enough for both of you?

I don't want any alms from my half brother and his spouse.

But isn't Kerstin sweet? - Sweet?

She knows what she wants and makes sure she gets it too.

This is what I call a sport. - Freddy!

He insisted on getting the Mud Crawler.

That's it.

Dear Freddy, what happened?

- Were you thrown off? - Mud Crawler went out of control.

- Maybe it got scared of the anthill. - Poor Freddy.

It's not that bad. A man with my job is used to taking risks.

Tell me. Are you sure the blue rider is a man?

Absolutely. I can tell from the name.

I'm happy we have adjutant Freddy on it.

I feel safe.

Nice thing.

Why are you here?

- Testing a horse's memory? - A horse's memory?

I will use blue rider's horse.

As a witness in this case.

But a horse can't be a witness! Right?

- But it was over there he lay. - Maybe so, but he was shot here.

Hold the horse please. - What's that?

Hold the horse. Since you're here you might as well make yourself useful.

What is it between you and Elly Weinestam by the way?

Elly?

She... She loves crime stories and then she called me.

And that's enough reason to rip her off?

In the middle of betraying your boss.

Who said rip off?

He could have been standing here.

Why would it be a rip off?

Any court will see it that way.

Dear Kajsa.

Please answer me.

- It's got nothing to do with you! - Tell that to the state police.

�rgren is coming.

I see, �rgren is coming.

Good day Ms. Hillman.

Hello Kajsa! - Hello Sune.

In the middle of a murder case as usual, but you have it solved I guess?

Not exactly, but I think I found the shell from the killing shot.

I'll be damned. 9mm.

Same ammunition we use at the school.

Just what I thought.

Watch out, Kurt's going to shoot.

Yes, the target is in that direction.

Shut up kids. Another perfect round.

A foul mouth isn't easily washed.

There you go, a hit.

These old service guns are like nuns, rusty between...

- I don't like this, it's embarrassing. - It's routine.

- Lieutenant Nilsson! - Prize shooting underway as ordered.

- Good, are there much left? - No, the last round just finished.

Listen up! This is commissar �rgren from the federal police.

He's got something to say.

Due to the circumstances I must ask you to turn in your service guns to me.

Would you step forward one at a time?

- Circumstances? Hell does that mean? - Nothing to argue about.

Here you go. The one I used today. This is saddle master Douglas Weinestam.

But it's not my gun, I borrowed it from ensign Anderson.

Then where is your gun?

This sounds stupid, but it was missing from my desk earlier today.

Sounds more interesting than stupid. When did you last see it?

We rarely use them, it was months ago.

- Are you missing ammunition as well? - No, but there were 3 shots in it.

That's serious.

You should have reported it at once.

Of course. But I couldn't get hold of colonel lieutenant at the time.

- The gun was left in this drawer? - Where it has always been.

'Shall be placed at an adequately safe place.'

Yours is in a safe then? - Of course.

Weren't you in my desk last week?- Me?

For those forms? - Yes of course.

- What the hell do you mean by that? - Just asking if you saw the gun then.

That's one hell of an insinuation, we all know where you keep the key.

To be fair, it seems we all have had access to the gun.

- Then there's the question of a motive. - Silly. Who here would shoot him?

You for example.

Explain yourself. - I happen to know that you owed him a lot of money.

He helped you buy your last racing horse. - Demon?

Who fell after you bought him?

Isn't it my own business if I lost a lot of money?

About motive, we can talk of you too Douglas. You knew him all too well.

- Where are you going with this? - The big scandal 20 years ago.

Let's finish what we've started.

The blue rider, Rutger von Sch�ffer, was a good friend of your family?

But one day your mother left your father for him, and your father shoot himself.

You were 13 at the time, and I bet you swore to get revenge.

You're lucky we're in uniform!

Boys... What's up with you two?

We're supposed to have fun tonight.

Saddle master, I apologise. Thank you for tonight.

Wait Henrik. Never mind them.

- You know I'm always on your side. - Leave me alone!

- I'm sorry Git, you're a good friend. - Don't touch me!

What now? Bye.

I didn't mean it like that, wait!

Why is he always so unbalanced?

What do you care. Douglas is as much to blame for it.

Freddy is like my blessed uncle Pontus.

He didn't like horses either.

- And he died a natural death? - In a way. He was hit by a tractor.

Tractor? Who was Elly married to the first time?

To Adolf. He was a man's man I tell you.

Our time was all too short.

Six months, then he drowned in a cup of coffee.

Coffee? - He choked on it.

On the subject, she's late with our coffee. - Who?

Didn't I tell you? Ms. Hillman found me a new chambermaid.

Who's that then?

That's Felix Aron. He was number two. He's almost the one I miss the most.

- What happened? - See the rifle over there?

He cleaned it one night. It was loaded.

A series of,

unfortunate unfortunates.

That's right. Please put it over there.

- And empty the ashtrays. - Yes Ms.

- Here you are Freddy. - Thank you dear Elly.

"Here you are Freddy. Thank you dear Elly."

But Freddy! - I'll help!

Thank you Ms.

You're welcome, little adjutant.

Good night my love.

Sleep well.

I'm getting scared Douglas. - Scared?

- Why would anyone harm you? - I mean for your sake.

First Champion, and now your gun.

- The murderer has two shots left. - Don't worry, I'll be fine.

Hey Kerstin, when you were with Henrik?

Yes? - How serious was it?

Why keep digging into old stuff?

- It's been over for a long time. - So you loved him?

- What's with you Douglas? - Can't you answer?

Yes. I was in love with him.

- Is that such a big thing? - Not at all.

- He's a successful skirt chaser. - Douglas...

Maybe I shouldn't have asked. But you should have told me.

Have you told me everything?

Maybe not.

Yes? Come in.

Could I borrow that instruction book we talked about?

Of course, I've brought it out for you.

- That's nice, thank you. - Some night reading.

- I'll sleep on it. Good night. - Bye.

Why are you in London John Hillman!?

You're out walking this late Kajsa?

- You too I see. - I always take a night stroll.

- Know who I bumped into just now? - The blue rider?

- You saw him too? - Yes, and I don't believe in ghosts.

It could only mean one thing.

Someone took the blue cape before we found the corpse. - That's right.

It's the killer riding.

Kurt, that evening, who had the opportunity to shoot him?

That's just what �rgren has asked all day. Everyone.

Everyone there. Everyone who wasn't.

Why must it necessarily be someone at Str�msholm?

That thing with Champion doesn't have to be connected to this.

- Good night. - Good night Kajsa.

Ms. Elly Weinestam on Lady Pie.

Ready to start.

Lieutenant Berggren on Val�r. Canceled.

Ms. Weinestam... Ride!

Next rider.

Lieutenant Burman, Str�msholm, on Cesar.

That's damn good.

A sissy, but she has nerves of steel when riding.

She rides like a real man.

- Murders like one too perhaps. - You're out of your mind.

She hired me to catch the killer.

That's just why. To hide it.

Think about her 3 deceased husbands.

The riding accident. The coffee. The tractor and the rifle.

Those got nothing to do with this case.

Horse monkey!

Wasn't that whipping a little uncalled-for?

There we go.

One has to take good care of Jeanette. She's a loyal companion.

Parat, be nice and take her.

- Why did you never get married Kurt? - Is it a must?

Be honest now.

Want me to tell you a secret?

I never got over how John stole you right before my eyes. - You're joking.

No, I assure you.

Look, there he is again.

What the hell.

Henrik?

There's the horse, and in what a shape!

- What the hell happened? - Someone locked me up over there.

- Who. - I thought blue rider, but he's dead.

Hello! Where's Parat? These damn Swedish saddles!

What's with you? Have you seen a ghost?

Maybe we have Henrik.

Next contestant. Ms. Renman, Str�msholm.

On Champion.

She's riding too tame.

Maybe so, but at least she doesn't have to use the whip.

- That's clearly a real jumper. - A jumper?

It's Charm�r. The Saddle master's best dressage horse.

- Dressage? That's what I meant. - Oh.

Where did you get this this?

That? I found it. - Where?

In a bush where the corpse was seen.

At the murder scene? That's strange.

I'll keep it as it happens to be mine.

I wonder...

There weren't any finger prints on the white horse's saddle either.

And nobody saw when the horse was brought out of the stables.

But why the masquerade.

Maybe the murderer is looking for a new victim.

Propose it's not the murderer riding.

Maybe the rider is trying to lure the murderer in.

Look what a nice team!

- God how cold the water is! - But it makes it feel nicer afterwards.

- Using the rope today too? - No fun without it.

You're funny.

- I wouldn't dare it in those rapids. - That's what makes it fun!

- Is it nice? - It's wonderful!

- Come here! - No, I'm too careful.

My god. The rope burst.

Help!

Help!

How's it going? Will she be alright?

How the hell did this happen?

- The rope burst? - Burst? The hell it did!

Burst? The hell it did.

No, Freddy. The question is why Elly wants to murder you.

With her old methods nonetheless.

- Horse accident. Choking on coffee.. - Stop nagging!

You made me choke on the coffee! And anyone can get thrown off a horse!

- Freddy dear. Help me with the tractor. - Coming!

'Freddy dear'. There you go, murder method number 3.

Number.. number 3. Run over by tractor.

Wasn't Pontus his name?

Can engine expert Freddy help me with the reverse gear?

There was once a man named Pontus, he died a pitiful death...

Just crawl on in under there and you'll find the gadget.

It'd be easily done, but you see I'm on the trail of the killer and,

we'll see each other another day. Bye. - Bye!

I think I've seen Freddy before,

wasn't he the one called skirt chaser Freddy, expert at scamming women?

Skirt chaser Freddy, how exciting!

How charming he is!

Charming?

- Who's that? - It's only me dear.

- I got so scared. - I heard what happened.

Promise me not to use the rope when swimming anymore.

If kurt hadn't been...

- If kurt hadn't been... - Try to go back to sleep.

I have terrible nightmares.

Now I'll dream about you.

If you only knew how much I love you.

And I you.

Good night.

Kerstin. Do you remember my old whip, with the silver rings?

I lent it to someone during a lesson, but who?

- I don't remember. Wasn't it Henrik? - Was it?

I don't know.

- Why do you ask? - No reason. I just want it back.

We'll close the window.

Bye.

- What are you doing here? - What's it to you?

Tell me instead why pose as the blue rider.

- What do you mean? - I saw him riding,

and there's only one man who rides like that. Saddle master Douglas Weinestam.

Where did you get the blue cape?

Alright. I found it under a bush in the forest.

- I had the idea to lure the killer in. - Bravo Don Quixote.

- And you've caught him of course? - Yes. But mostly thanks to a whip.

In a few hours during individual riding I will have a rendezvous with him.

Maybe we'll see each other.

Yes. It's me. Maybe you see how I know it was you.

The crime lab just replied.

- All guns were equally innocent. - But Douglas gun is still missing.

And loaded with two shots.

Your man in London has had greater luck.

Hillman finds guns at bottom of river Thames. Ready to take down gang.

Isn't he cute, and all on his own.

- What was that? - Sounded like a gunshot.

Two shots!

Wait here!

Catch him! Catch him!

Kajsa!

How is it? - The blue rider!

- Did you see where he went? - He just disappeared.

Can you stand guard as I report this?

- But what's happening? - A new murder.

While everyone was on individual riding.

Kerstin.

What is it Kerstin?

Douglas gun.

Test shooting shows that both blue rider and Douglas were shot with this gun.

But why?

And at the same we have an attempt on Kerstin Renman's life.

You knew blue rider kept a diary?

Let me see.

The last page has been torn out.

The killer has thought of everything.

But he forgot that there's something called contact writing.

Tonight I witnessed a horse getting whipped, disgusting.

When the culprit noticed me he fled but dropped his whip.

Oddly enough, this belongs to Douglas Weinestam.

And the next note, the last one.

I now know why the horse was whipped.

And who the perpetrator is.

So that's why blue rider was killed.

He was silenced, and Douglas was next.

After he knew who the killer was.

That would mean two silence kills.

And everything was aimed at Kerstin.

But what has Douglas whip to do with it?

- Damn Freddy, he scared me. - Why are you here?

I saw the light and that it might be blue rider making plans.

Maybe you're the blue rider after all.

No, I'm just out practicing a little with the Mud Crawler.

- In breeches, boots and.. - All gifts from the generous Elly.

That's called a rip off Freddy. Where's that nice whip?

I found that myself!

- On the hat rack perhaps? - Where Elly found the corpse.

- At the murder scene? - But the saddle master took it.

The one who got murdered. It's his.

- Why does that matter? - Why? Where is it now?

I don't know, don't ask me everything.

- Henrik. - Hi you.

- I'm going back to Stockholm next week. - Back to all the boring books.

Poor Git, you'll miss life here at Str�msholm. Bye.

5..4..3..2..1

Ride!

I know it's hard for you Kerstin.

But you always have to try and forget. Get over it and move on.

Forget... You think that's so easy?

But you have your own life.

One day.. - Let me be..

Next rider, Lieutenant L�we.

In German saddle.

I'm waiting for you.

5..4..3..2..1

Ride!

5..4..3..2..1

Ride!

Next Rider, number 17.

5..4..3..2..1...Ride!

- That girl rides like the devil. - Did you see where Kurt went?

- He was riding at the track. - The track. Thank you.

Kerstin!

Are you alright?

He missed.. It went past me.

- And you didn't recognise the horse? - No, everything happened so fast.

Where did you get this whip?

It's Douglas old one, I took it from the stables when I rode out.

What about it?

If I'm not mistaken, this could be the key to the whole mystery.

Elly... Sonya... Elly... Sonya.

Elly... Sonya.

Lieutenant Nelson clocked 14:56. And is placed third.

What about L�we. I was sure he'd beat Nelson today.

He's been gone 17 minutes now.

Here he comes!

L�we!

What's with you today? No top placement.

We fell at an obstacle and had to search for her in three fields.

- Git, throw a coat on her please. - What's this now?

Has Ms. Renman canceled?

I was attacked.

- Attacked? - I saw it at a distance.

Someone with blue rider's coat and armed with a club. - This one?

- It lay by the fourth obstacle. - One exactly like that.

Oh that. That's an innocent toy.

They're used by the kids at Str�msholm when playing 'Track the rider'.

Thank you. That's good.

We've searched the area but haven't found neither cape nor rider.

What does the microscope say?

Git is more trained than me at it.

There's horse blood on the whip.

And everything point to the hairs being Champion's.

Something at least.

But Sune, that silver ring by the cabin?

You mean... this one.

Hidden. It fits perfectly.

So what's left is,

who borrowed the whip from Douglas?

Who whipped Champion?

And who murdered?

And who wants Kerstin harmed?

I don't think it's an officer.

But we shouldn't discount Elly.

Elly? - Yes.

With Douglas gone. Ribersvik is hers.

- I'm being followed? - Followed?

It's constable Boman.

He's a bit clumsy. But very rarely does he kill anyone.

You've been given a bodyguard.

Read it for yourself. This was on her nightstand.

After this murder, the estate was hers.

Only one thing left.

To silence the private detective who...

Silence the detective who had it all figured out.

That's right. The detective, that's you.

- This is only a book! It's nothing... - Would you please clear the table?

Yes countess. - Countess?

- Yes Ms. - Well then Freddy.

Any new leads on the killer?

- It's pointing in a certain direction. - And what direction is that?

- The boss of Str�msholm. - It isn't possible.

- He's got an alibi. - That's exactly why.

Freddy is joking!

Like all great detectives, Freddy wants to keep it a secret.

I can give a hint.

- Cher a sade la feme. - Cher a sade la feme...

Cherchez la femme! You think it's a woman?

Watch out for the crazy countess

The blood hasn't dried out yet...

These terrible songs she always sings.

- Oh that, it's the latest hit song! - Oh I see.

I thought, skilled weapon expert Freddy,

might be kind and clean my rifles?

- Hunting rifles? - Over there. And the guns too.

You never know what will happen.

What could happen one knows very well.

Think of Felix Aron who quickly went to heaven.

What terrible hit songs Ms. is singing.

Hit songs? It was an old revival song.

Oh, well I don't like it.

You won't clean her rifles will you?

How bad can it be?

- You're such a dimwit. - Dimwit? You always exaggerate things.

Look for yourself - Put it down!

It's totally safe...

Help! What was that!?

Just what I said! Kill method number 4!

- Let's pack it up and leave. - You're right Sonya, she cares only of,

is murder and men and barely even that.

What was that? Sounded like a gunshot?

And it was too! A parting salutation countess!

Oh...

Farewell countess.

Farewell little adjutant.

I'll say Ms. Vivianne.

The murdering isn't over here.

Blue rider is riding.

And everyone's in danger.

- No... - They are.

But visit me tonight and you're safe.

Is that so....

She shouldn't speak. The blue rider can take her for all I care.

It'd be a charity gift.

God damn her dry buns.

Oh...

But for someone with a slick mouth as Parat, they slip down anyway.

See to it that there's coffee in the flask. He'll be back for it soon.

I'll get to it.

Ms... Vivianne.

- Can I offer you a sweet? - Yes please.

Thank you very much.

- They're tasty. - Yes!

I can't allow myself to be afraid.

If I let go, the anxiety creeps up and...

No.

I'm not afraid anymore.

I'm not afraid.

Kerstin Renman.

Yes. Of course.

I'll be there at once.

It was Kurt Forsberg. He wanted to meet me in the chapel.

He's solved the mystery.

Constable Boman, I'm off to the chapel.

Kurt.

Kurt, is that you?

Kurt.

Kurt! Where are you?

Kurt.

Not you Kurt.

Kurt. Yes, everyone will think that.

- Elly? - That's right. Elly.

I'll stop at nothing to keep Ribersvik.

But it's yours already. You're the only one left.

- You have to go anyway. - Why?

But why...

Git!

Yes. Are you surprised Kerstin?

That it was I who made away with blue rider and your dear Douglas.

It wasn't my plan from the start. I only wanted you.

Blue rider had himself to blame. He saw me whipping Champion.

We set up a meeting. And I shot him with Douglas gun.

Easy to steal. Harder to shoot.

I thought of the glass. The blood stained glass in Henrik's hand.

And his kiss. And your slap.

You remember, don't you Kerstin?

Maybe you see why you have to go.

Douglas understood. He too went to meet with me.

He sat there posing as blue rider.

But I had two shots left...

It was easy to get away in his own disguise.

And now.

It's finally your turn Kerstin.

- You're sick! You must... - Do away with you!

When you're gone Henrik will go back to me! He's always been mine!

Until you...

Don't think you'll get away.

Git. I have a gun, I'll shoot.

I see...

You have a gun Kerstin...

It's loaded.

- Git! - But do you dare shoot?

No... it's not in you.

Look how your hand is shaking.

You're not a killer.

But I can!

It's she who has to go!

She must have really hated you.

Poor tomboy.

Thank you for alerting us Kajsa. It was in the nick of time.