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Why did you leave me for so long?

I'm sorry. I needed time to think. I want us to be together.

-Hi. -Hi!

Hi, honey!

-Here's to Kim. -Here's to having you back.

Wait...

-Hi, Misha. -Don't you have connections on Åland?

Just get in the boat and meet up with me at sea.

Take the stuff and stash it.

-Any survivors? -Probably not, the water's too cold.

-From here? -Estonia, they think.

Move.

What the hell...?

Why are we here?

What was so important?

What the hell is that?

Your father, my brother. Mauritz.

You must recognise his ring. He got it from me.

THICKER THAN WATER

-I want the truth from you. -What truth?

I know that Anna-Lisa murdered Mauritz, and I know that you know.

We don't know anything. Dad disappeared when we were kids.

You weren't a kid. You didn't even live here back then.

And yet you speak for everybody.

We don't know what happened.

Dad was an alcoholic. He probably fell in the water and drowned.

Rotten luck he had when he fell into a plastic bag.

Mauritz wasn't easy to deal with, but he didn't deserve to be murdered.

I know that Anna-Lisa killed him

and you disposed of the body. That's what you dug up last summer.

Did Anna-Lisa confess where the body was buried before she died?

Konrad, whatever happened is in the past.

Mum is dead, so what do you want?

-I want the truth! -What truth?!

I want the truth on paper!

There hasn't been one day when I didn't think about this!

I want closure! Then I'll leave you alone.

-Or else... -Or else what?

How many people want to stay at a murdering family's inn?

-Let's go. -Or an arsonist's inn?!

Word travels fast on a small island like Åland.

-Let's go. -I want it on paper!

Go to hell!

-Oskar, don't drink any more. -The old man is crazy.

Let's go to the police before he does.

Konrad won't go to the police.

Are you sure that was Dad?

-It was his ring. -Are you really sure?

He always twisted it before smacking us, so yeah, I'm sure.

It will never be over. There's no escape, it will haunt us forever.

Oskar, he doesn't have any evidence.

Liv doesn't know, and Cecilia...

Take it easy. Lasse is right, there's no evidence.

Hi.

-Are you celebrating something? -Yes, the proceeds from the opening.

Okay. Do you have time to help out?

Sure thing.

Dad...

Did I get it right? Dad!

What? Yeah, almost.

The red wine glass goes right in front of the plate.

And that's a dessert fork, not a salad fork. Where does it go?

-On top of the plate? -Yeah.

-Can you show me how to serve? -Yeah, sit down.

Serve drinks from the right. Leave the glass on the table.

Use a cloth napkin to catch any drops.

Dad, you're pouring red wine in the white wine glass.

Thanks for the lesson, Dad.

-So you got this now? -Yeah, sure.

See you later.

Are you making tartar? Tilt the knife a bit.

I'm doing this my way. I've managed all these years.

What's with you?

Nothing, I've just had a lot on my plate lately, an awful lot.

No more than usual. There are a lot of people sharing the workload now.

You can never be sure about people.

Jonna and Lasse? Things seem to be working.

Yeah...

Is it me you're not sure about?

-Are you okay? -Damn it!

-I'm fine. -Let me see.

-Ouch! Does it hurt? -No.

You don't have to doubt me, Oskar.

I'm staying with you.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

Make sure you clean it properly.

Hello.

She's good.

Can I get a napkin?

-You think? -Yeah.

The guests like her, and she seems happy.

-Is it your first time here? -Yes, but we'll be back.

-How is it going? -Fine. Here.

I can't stop thinking about this morning. Let's go to the police.

-No way. -We can't leave our dad there.

-Think about Oskar. -That's why.

If we go to the police, Konrad has nothing on us.

He's crazy. What would he do if he found out Oskar killed his brother?

-Do you want me to talk to him? -No, I'll think of something else.

-He's not that impossible... -Jonna, no!

Okay...

Get a statement from the fisherman who found him.

Hi. We're done here.

-Let's take care of the attic first. -I'll turn the lights on.

That's good.

-You go ahead. I'll be right there. -Okay.

Hi. I need to talk to you about something.

I don't have time, I'm just leaving.

-It's about work. -Talk to Lasse or Oskar.

-Anything else? -Let's forget what happened.

Yeah, sure. I've already forgotten it.

Okay, great. I'll talk to Oskar or Lasse.

-Can I get you anything? -No, thanks.

-Not even soda water and sugar? -What?

You got that as a kid, soda water and a sugar cube.

Oh, right. I thought that was how you made actual soda.

I kept waiting for him to come back.

Me too. But deep down, I knew it would never happen.

We never knew what dad was thinking.

I did. He would never have left you voluntarily.

No...

For a while, I thought it was all my fault.

If I could just be good, he would come back home.

No, it wasn't your fault. You were just a kid.

Listen...

Yeah?

I feel like I'm forgetting him.

Mum got rid of everything when he disappeared. I have no memories.

I can imagine.

But listen, I kept a box with some of his stuff.

You can have it. It's nothing valuable, but if you want it...

Hi.

I was just going to call you, later this afternoon.

What's wrong? Why don't you answer when I call you?

-Sure I do... -You ignore my calls.

I'm sorry, we've been busy with the Christmas dinners. We're full up.

Could we maybe talk things over tonight?

Talk things over? Just tell me now.

We can meet if you want to, but I have to get to work now.

Is she back?

With you?

She lives here. This is her home, too.

-Is that why you've ignored me? -Keep it down.

-What's it going to be? -I don't know.

-I didn't expect her to come back. -So I was your second choice?

Yes. Or no... It's not like you make it sound.

You know I like you a lot.

You need to decide. None of us want to share you.

I get that, but can we talk about it tomorrow? I'll drop by your place.

-Something wrong? -No... Well, yes.

Not between me and Petra, but between Petra and God.

-She quit. -So she's not a priest anymore?

Apparently not. I think it's a shame.

To give up a part of your life. Don't you think it's a shame?

Yeah...

Oh well.

-Hi. -Hi there.

Listen. I need to ask you a favour.

I've had some unforeseen expenses.

We needed a lot more material for the cellar.

And... I need an advance.

-5,000 euros. -An advance...?

-You said 60 days credit. -I didn't know how big the job was.

We only hired you because you offered us credit.

No, you hired me because there was no one else.

I accepted because you seemed desperate.

More money... Nothing's been done yet.

Nothing's been done? Come and have a look.

-I don't have time for that... -Come on!

See? Those tiles are the exact same colour as the old ones.

If you're not happy, I can take it all down.

Without an advance, I have to stop working. It's up to you.

Aren't we supposed to have mulled wine now?

Sure, but we'll have it up at the house, so we can keep warm.

-We'll have it inside. Was it fun? -Yeah, great.

There you go.

Thanks.

Jonna?

Jonna?

What are you doing? That's Dad's.

Give it back. I got it from Konrad.

-Did you go see him? -Yes, I can make my own decisions.

-Give it here! -I don't want his stuff here.

-You don't have to be in my room! -Why are you arguing? What's that?

-Mauritz's old stuff. -I don't want it here.

-Get out of here! -Lasse, we need to talk.

-Give it here. -Get rid of it.

-Where's your focus? -What do you mean?

The dock, the mulled wine.

I'm sorry.

-What is it? -What is she doing?

I don't know. Retroactive grief, I guess.

-Who grieves for that bastard? -She remembers him differently.

-What is it? -We have a problem.

-Wille wants an advance. -An advance?

-Unforeseen expenses. -Is that what he said?

-That stupid clown! -Our suppliers are chasing us.

-Just pay them. -With what money?

-Do we have any insurance money left? -The place is almost full.

Mainly conferences. We invoice them at the end of the month.

I can ask our suppliers for some more time,

but that Finnish ex-con is a different story.

Hey... 5,000 euros.

Thanks.

I hope all other expenses can be foreseen.

Yeah, I hope so, too.

-Aren't you going to count it? -Why?

You're trustworthy, Lasse. I can tell.

It's busier than we thought.

It would be great if you can start this weekend.

That would be great. Thank you. Talk to you later.

-Hi. -Hi.

-Did you find Lasse or Oskar? -Yeah, it all worked out.

Do you want a cup of tea?

I've got it.

-Milk? -No, thanks.

What are you reading?

My dad's old notebook. His diary.

He died a long time ago. It's like getting to know him again.

What's so funny?

Nothing. I just can't imagine my dad writing anything.

I've never even seen him write a grocery list.

My dad was a writer.

So what did he write?

It's mostly his own thoughts.

Some drafts and stuff.

You can tell that he found inspiration in his own life.

He was very unstable. His mood would change suddenly.

He was an alcoholic.

That sounds more familiar.

-Your dad as well? -No, my mum.

-It's not easy growing up with them. -But he was also very loving.

Much more so than my mother.

I was loyal to him, despite how he was.

Yeah, that's how it is.

-Hi. -Hi.

-What are you doing? -Emptying nets.

-Did you catch anything? -Yeah.

-Is he still down there? -Yes.

-Are you going to call the police? -This is strictly a family matter.

-Shouldn't he get a proper funeral? -All in good time.

-Did you know he kept a diary? -Really?

It was in the box you gave me.

-The notebook? -Yeah.

It brings back memories from my childhood.

I understand if you want to know what happened to dad,

but it brings back painful memories and you need to try to let it go.

-Please, Konrad. -No.

You have to try to forgive or forget. Let it go.

I can't. That would be betraying my brother, my own blood.

-We're your blood, too. -Yes, unfortunately.

THANK YOU FOR HELPING ME THROUGH A TOUGH TIME,

BUT LIV AND I HAVE TO TRY TO FIX OUR MARRIAGE AGAIN.

I HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND. OSKAR

I'm going for a run. What does it say?

They found the body of someone who drowned.

-Someone you knew? -No, I don't think so.

-Okay, bye. -Bye.

DROWNED MAN FOUND

He drowned maybe a week ago. Hard to tell when the water's cold.

Misha Aarvik from Sweden. He had his ID on him.

He's not on any passenger list and he's not reported missing.

-The bullet entered here. -Bullet?

Yes, there it is.

-Any burns on the body? -No, why?

We found a boat that had burned.

-Do you think there's a connection? -I don't know.

If there is, there were more people on the boat.

-Hi. -Hi.

A sweet bun, please.

3 euros.

-Feel like a snack? -Hi.

-Sugar helps you think. -Sure.

Hi. We didn't have time to bake this morning. I need ten baguettes.

-How's business? -We're really busy.

I'm already sick of Christmas food.

It's only natural. I don't really like Christmas food.

30 euros.

-I've never eaten at Waldemar's. -What? Are you kidding me?

Thanks. Bye.

Are the police busy around Christmas?

Some burglaries when people are away and a few family spats.

The holidays tend to stir up emotions.

Yeah, I know.

This Christmas will be special because of the storm.

I can imagine.

I read you found a drowned man. Was he from the boat that burned?

We don't know for sure.

Was he from Estonia or from here?

Why do you ask?

I wonder what would have happened if I'd gotten there a bit sooner.

-If you could have saved him? -Is that so strange?

-Don't think too much about it. -I can't help it.

If I'd gotten closer, he might have made it.

Nothing points to him being on the boat, and even if he was...

He might not have made it anyway.

Really? Was he hurt?

-I've already told you too much. -I understand, sorry.

Good luck thinking. Bring your boy and drop by to eat some night.

-Will we get homemade bread? -Of course. Bye.

I bought some bread. What needs doing? Ham?

Ham, salad, pirogues, herring.

-Beet salad, meatballs, sausage... -I get it.

-Did you read about this? -Yeah.

Can you get Jonna? She's scheduled to work.

She felt ill last night. I'll see if she's better.

Jonna?

Jonna!

Sunday, August 11.

We are reaching a point we can't avoid...

One of us must go.

We both know it.

Stab me. Stab me, you bastard!

Stab me!

Damn coward.

-Oskar... -What is it?

I don't think Konrad will give in.

I asked him to let it go, but he refused.

-You can't keep going to him. -But he would understand.

-If we tell him, he'll let it go. -Never.

It was self-defence, Oskar. Of course he'll understand.

I killed his brother. People don't forgive that.

It's for your sake as well, Oskar.

What are you doing? Oskar?

We need to tell Konrad.

He wants to put it behind him. We have to.

-Listen to me, Lasse! -Get out of here!

-Lasse... -Get out.

Look at me, Oskar. I'll take care of Konrad.

He needs to go. Konrad needs to go.

-What was that about? -Some old man...

No, I mean in the kitchen.

Our finances aren't as good as we hoped.

-Finances? -Things will turn around.

One day you celebrate your finances, and the next day you're fighting.

There are always ups and downs.

What I like about you is your honesty.

I'm used to your brothers lying, but I thought you were different.

-How are you? -I'm fine.

-Are you okay? -Sure.

I'm fine.

Here. Take that and leave us alone.

It's 50,000 euros.

Forget about anything in writing. That's what you get.

Now shut up about the past. I don't want to hear a peep from you.

Take it easy. I get it.

Felony robbery, fencing stolen goods and so on.

Misha Aarvik was famous.

Could it be a deal of some sort? Maybe smuggling?

-We just got that. -Have they found Andrus Ilves?

-Who? -The owner of the boat.

Not as far as I know.

By the way, the gas station owner Mäntylä called and was pissed.

-He got a fake 50 euro bill. -Oh well.

I wanted to mention it. It's the third one this week.

Subtitles: Sara Palmer www.plint.com