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Sonja! Sonja!

Sonja...

What a lovely morning, darling.

Right?

Sweetheart...

Petrus!

Damn!

72-17. What?

A dead person in Tennisv?gen? Understood. I'm coming.

Monika Lundin, householder. Found the deceased in the bath...

She came home from work at 1:04 a.m.

The dead man is her lover. Valter, Petrus. Businessman.

The offender must have entered through an unlocked side door in the garage.

The offence was committed with some kind of long object...

Could you do this somewhere else?

The garage was open. Inside there is a piano,

a shelf with garden equipment and tools.

Under the hedge next to the garage there is a dried light mass, the size of a plate.

I just heard what you said. He was here this morning. I saw him.

Who do you mean? - At our neighbour's, two houses away.

He came here with something in his hand after she had left.

What did he have in his hand? - I don't know. He's been...

Hi, guys! - Skacke has already solved the case.

That's why we're here.

Don't forget to check in here too.

Don't steal a medal, kid!

Who is he? - Oh shit...

Valter, Olaf Petrus. 60 years old. Married. Two sons.

Media consultant, partner in a music publishing company,

Atlantseglare. Sponsor of various hockey clubs and...

friend of people in power... it says here. Politicians, MPs, celebrities...

It didn't help him this time. Somebody has really had a go at him.

He was hacked to death in a real frenzy.

Is that good? - Yes, strawberries are lovely.

What are you doing? - I'm trying to clear up a murder.

Yes, I was there this morning, but not inside the house. -There's been a murder.

You had an affair with her. Why are you lying about it?

I'm not lying. Anway, it was ages ago.

Who's leading this investigation? - At the moment, it's me.

Let me see. Where are the shears?

It looks like someone was hiding here. Pillows, water,

sandwich wrapper, cheese, cold ham.

And over here we have all this.

All he had to do was to choose something from here.

It was someone who was keeping an eye on him to get in the house at night.

A murder robbery? - There's nothing of value in the house.

Nice place here. Everyone doing their own thing and checking out each other's business.

Bon voyage.

Okay, I've already got three witnesses.

They saw a man in his 40s, medium height, short matted dark hair.

He was carrying a long, narrow white cardboard box and was seen driving a pickup truck.

We have the registration number. It's just a shoe size.

Do you have the owner's name? - For the car or the shoes?

I won't come with you!

I'll sue you, you bloody whelp!

What the hell is this? Now let's calm down here.

Don't bawl the kid out. He's running the Stockholm Marathon.

Good, thanks. -Bo Henrik Hellstr?m, gardener from Bromma. -Bye

Who are you? - My name is Martin Beck.

It was open. I'm leading this investigation.

Good.

Have you any idea of who might have killed him?

I can't even take in what's happened.

Valter must have surprised someone. A burglar, perhaps.

Who knew he was here? - Nobody.

His wife? - She accepts our affair.

Without any problems? - They had an agreement.

We met very discreetly � here as a rule.

I worked for him a long time ago.

That was how we met. Is that what you wanted to ask me about?

Yes, more or less.

You worked for him. Doing what? - He produced a couple of films.

Are you an actress? - No. Seamstress. Costumes.

Didn't he want to get divorced? - No.

And you? - Absolutely not.

He bought the house for you? - No.

But he wanted to transfer it to me next year.

Next year? Are you a beneficiary in his estate?

No, I'm not. And now I'll have to move out of here.

How was he this morning? - As usual.

He got up after me, took a bath, and I took the bike to work.

So he was alive when you left the house?

When I left? Naturally. What are you thinking?

Were you in love with him?

We were very close.

It seems that the murderer was here last night,

hiding somewhere in the darkness waiting until you left.

That's a frightening thought.

He prowled around here but he was leaving, he wasn't afraid of being seen.

Does the name Bo Henrik Hellstr?m mean anything to you?

Hellstr?m? Valter's gardener?

Was he here often? - No, never. Just once.

Valter forgot my birthday and instead of flowers he sent Hellstr?m.

When was that? - Um... Ten years ago.

Ten years ago? Somebody saw him here in the neighbourhood this morning.

He drove away in his car. - Hellstr?m?

Impossible. What was he doing here?

To kill someone, for example.

Hello! Hellstr?m?

Watch out. - Take it easy. We aren't at war.

I just want to see if he's here.

The bird has flown the coop.

We have to call our colleagues and find out what's happened.

Here are shells with empty cases.

But why when Petrus wasn't shot.

Hellstr?m was practising target shooting.

He seems to have a good gun. A Winchester, pure Wild West.

Hunters use that calibre for anything that's larger than a dog.

Are you a cousin of this son of a bitch pop star on the wall? He was in the newspaper today.

Don't worry about what he says.

"Upsilon, Marathon"... Damn, where have I heard that?

On the radio.

That's enough! Do you have an aspirin?

A skilled launch. That poser is going to run in the marathon tomorrow.

Hope he runs better than he sings.

What would Hellstr?m be doing with this? - Start a fan club. You can join.

That's almost funny.

What's that? - A bunch of numbers.

Hello? Can you come here?

This is his wife's room. It looks like he really cared about her.

Time seems to have stood still here.

What happened? - She bled to death.

It wasn't like that. It was something else, according to the girl.

She was buried two weeks ago. She was mentally ill.

It wasn't suicide and no one else was involved.

An accident, the report said.

Hellstr?m, Bo Henrik. 55-07-10. Attended Stockholm University.

Graduated 79-07-01. Married, no children. Can you check it out?

No previous conviction. Civic registration 10-3532 5507.

Last observed at 4/6 Tennisv?gen at 8:00 am.

Warning. Probably armed with a 6.5 mm repeating rifle.

Good luck and thanks.

Who are you? Where's Beck? We asked to speak to your superior.

You can choose your own dentist, but not your own investigator.

Hello. Martin Beck, police.

We're looking for your son-in-law, Henrik Bo Hellstr?m.

I don't have a daughter anymore. Or a son-in-law, either.

I knew he had a girlfriend, but I don't know her.

We were married 25 years and have two sons. We were lucky in our own way.

You wouldn't understand.

Your sons live abroad? - In Zurich.

When were they home last? - At Christmas.

What was their relationship to their father like? - It was based on mutual respect.

No major conflicts? - My husband was able to resolve conflicts.

Suddenly he had wide ranging business interests. Don't ask me why.

He wasn't ready for it. Just look at what he did with the nursery.

Who do you think murdered your husband? - It could only have been a maniac.

It's unbearable to think that he's still at large.

My husband didn't deserve an end like that!

How long did your husband employ Bo Henrik Hellstr?m?

Hellstr?m? Ten years, if not more.

He's strongly suspected of being the killer.

Nonsense!

Hellstr?m is a poor unlucky man, but he's not a murderer.

In addition, his relationship with my husband was quite proper.

My God. We hired him immediately after his apprenticeship.

He and his Sonja lived in the garden house.

A very pretty girl.

But she's been very ill. It's a tragedy.

He made basic repairs to the nursery. He was a nice boy.

He was very concerned about her in all the years afterwards.

After what? - He beat her black and blue.

Did it happen often?

I could hardly recognize my little girl.

Is it important how often it happened? Once is enough.

When did this happen? - Ten years ago.

Why didn't she leave him? - I've wondered about that too, all these years.

I probably only heard half the truth.

Sonja Hellstr?m is dead.

Sonja Hellstr?m? Why haven't we heard about it?

What did Hellstr?m have against your husband? - Nothing. Nothing at all.

After ten years � Hellstr?m? You're mistaken!

He's walking around town with a loaded rifle.

I wouldn't sleep with the door unlocked, if I were you.

Hellstr?m... He tore her soul from her body.

I have to go. Thank you for your help.

What came first, the song "Marathon" or the idea to run the race?

It doesn't make any difference. The race is everything.

You were raised in V?xj?. - Is it possible to grow in V?xj? ...?

Your real name is Hans Scheffer. And you changed it to Ypsilon...

Well, gentlemen! We'll take a two-minute break now.

What's this all about? - Does the name Hellstr?m mean anything to you?

What does this mean? Who are you? We don't need police here.

How the hell do you know? Two minutes.

Bo Henrik Hellstr?m. Hellstr?m, Hellstr?m. Never heard of him.

He collects stuff about you. Photos and other bits and pieces.

Wonderful, a real fan! - You can always hope.

Are you running in those? You won't last long.

"Ypsilon". Why? - Why not?

Hans Scheffer sounds awesome. From V?xj?.

Can we continue? - Absolutely. Here you go.

You again? - Sorry.

No, it's just good to see you here.

I couldn't sleep at home. I've got a couch here.

We've got problems with Hellstr?m. He's gone into hiding.

As I said, I hardly knew him.

He laid out my garden at that time. I haven't seen him since then.

It's said that he beat up his wife. Do you know anything about it? -No.

Then I won't bother you any longer. - No, please. Wait!

It's good to talk to somebody.

This is a nice studio.

Did Petrus help you to get it too? - Valter was anything but generous.

What do you mean "also"? - Like the house.

It wasn't going to be transferred to you until next year.

Do you like leather? - It's not really my thing.

There are models for all ages. - I really don't need any encouragement...

I can sew a vest in half an hour. - Another time perhaps.

What kind of business was Petrus in if he could afford a gardener?

At that time? Petrus always had lots of irons in the fire.

Real estate, rental homes in Portugal and other things.

And film production? Yes, of course you've already said that.

That wasn't important. He gave it up quite quickly.

What kind of film production? - It was only...

Pornography? - Yes.

But I wasn't involved. I just sewed the costumes.

And Hellstr?m? Was he involved in these films, apart from his work in the garden?

I don't know. No.

It was only for a short time. Insignificant.

One can't help but wonder how Hellstr?m funded the nursery. He was only 26 years old.

I knew him only slightly. Maybe he had private means.

No, he didn't.

Would you like something to drink? - No, some other time.

I have to go now.

If you think of anything, please get in touch. We need all information we can get.

We don't know as much as you might think. Sorry.

Has anything happened? - Nothing.

I'm going in.

What are you doing here? - Let go, damn!

Why are you creeping around here? Ouch!

The guy outside didn't say you were here. - No, all he does is sit and sleep.

I didn't want anybody turning on the lights in case Hellstr?m showed up.

Ow! You're strong! Are you in training?

What are you looking for? -Information about Valter Petrus's business affairs.

Guess what he was doing? - Pornographic movies.

How did you know? - Monika Lundin. She sewed the costumes.

Do you need costumes for porn movies? - Leather...

There's no accounting for taste... The films were destroyed a decade ago.

By Petrus himself. - It probably wasn't so good for his career.

I'm wondering if Hellstr?m might have anything to do with it at all.

What are you doing here? The same thing? � Exactly.

But where is he? What would you do if you were in his place?

You've lost your wife, killed a guy...

you're armed, you have your photo shown on TV, you have nowhere to go...

What would you do? Wake up! - What? What is it now?

Is it about my wife? - I'm trying to understand Hellstr?m.

Ten years ago he savagely beat up his wife.

And has taken good care of her ever since.

The guy seems to have made an indelible impression on people.

Whenever we mention his name, people talk about ten years ago.

He may well be lying somewhere with a bullet in his head.

He's already got enough to think about. That's why he hasn't committed suicide.

When and how and what and why. - Never mind, it will probably be okay.

Who is he?

Hellstr?m, Hellstr?m... Didn't his wife just die?

You should have seen him. He cut off all his hair. It was just stubble!

When he was here last?

Yesterday, the day before yesterday, the day before that... No.

Has he done something? - Yeah, that's a good question.

Hi! Is everything okay? - All's well.

Hi. A little late... Everything went wrong. - Control Centre...

S?der M?larstrand, okay. - Valhallav?gen, Liding?v?gen, okay.

The hope of the Police Corps! - You have everything under control I see.

Are you going to betray the gang? - I've been training for a year.

Don't forget the Band-aids. And eat lots of spaghetti.

Don't run too fast the first 5 km. - Perhaps you should be running yourself.

Shouldn't you be home resting, doing yoga or eating oatmeal?

It's already done. You look tired. Anything new on Hellstr?m?

No. But you... now don't shame the force.

Benny! We found these at Hellstr?m's. Does this series of numbers mean anything?

They're timings. For the marathon...

Per kilometer: 1, 5, 10, 15, 20 etc. ...so we can calculate his overall average time.

Hellstr?m was preparing for the marathon?

Hellstr?m... What was his name? Bo Henrik?

No, he isn't listed. - Why did he take the trouble?

Perhaps he has a relative in the race. - No, he hasn't any relatives.

Some friend, then. Or does he have a hero among the favourites?

4:20. No, that's no pro. Our man is just a beginner. A beginner?

You can't leave your car here!

Hans L. Scheffer? We must talk. - I'm called Ypsilon.

This time it's serious. - Leave me in peace. I'll be starting soon.

These figures, do they tell you anything?

6 minutes, 20, 40, 4 hours, 20... They could be my figures.

Are they your figures? - Approximately.

Then I advise you not to run. - Our campaign is based on this!

What do you mean? - Someone may be lying in wait for him...

armed with a rifle that's already killed a few moose.

Everybody likes him; Who would want to shoot him?

Some lunatic? Like John Lennon? - John Lennon...?

A man named Hellstr?m... Bo Henrik Hellstr?m. Do you know him?

How so? - I asked you about this yesterday.

He's been collecting information on you. - How come?

He's probably a nut case. What does it matter if he stands and waits?

Do you have anything concrete? - Remember what I said.

We have eight surveillance cameras, including three mobile ones.

Veronika is taking care of the helicopters and the journalists.

Martin!

There's a link between Hellstr?m and Petrus's movies.

And not just any old connection.

Sonja Hellstr?m.

Young, thirteen years old and dressed in leather. And...

Hans L. Scheffer - Alias Ypsilon, future pop star.

Sonja Hellstr?m and Ypsilon... But is that a motive for murder?

I'd do it if my wife was... - Ten years later?

Go home to bed.

No, you should sleep!

Ypsilon only runs half as fast as I do. - You're going to run at his pace.

Why would Hellstr?m shoot him? - Don't muck about. Keep an eye on him.

You want me to lower myself. This is my first marathon.

If you want to run 42 kilometers, you're welcome to it.

But first and foremost, you have a job to do.

Skacke! Good luck.

Nobody can get him to abandon the race.

When we say marathon, we mean marathon!

What exactly do you mean by that? - No more questions.

We ask the runners to start off easily at the beginning.

It usually takes about four minutes

until the whole field has left Liding?v?gen.

The runners are standing for a few seconds before the starting pistol.

Good luck to all of you!

The front runners will be competing against each other...

In the lead in the Stockholm marathon in Liding?v?gen...

is Kibani from Tanzania!

� many high expectations.

Of course. For the Swedish runners, this race is the one with the laurel wreath.

It is the Swedish championship run and warrants a little extra effort

It's also a festival. Details: 270,000 spectators are reported to...

Gentlemen! What a brilliant day.

Martin!

Since when did you become so interested in sports? You're off this weekend.

All the staff are busy. What a day to be a burglar!

Have you eaten? - No.

They're serving steamed cod in the canteen. Very gentle on the stomach.

Does it have much mercury in it?

Anything new on Hellstr?m? - No.

We'll be glad when today is over. I'm off to buy a bouquet of flowers.

In addition we have Kreppo from Spain...

and Kibani from Tanzania, side by side in the front.

They told me to wait here.

I think we'll be fine here.

I'm worried.

Why?

Ypsilon. Hellstr?m is going to kill him.

They were loaded or drugged or both.

That was the way Valter did things...

Two from the team and Scheffer as well, and then there was Ypsilon...

and he was the worst.

They had their way with her all night.

Time and time again, worse and worse, savagely.

They even set a dog on her. The camera was running all the time.

She? Sonja Hellstr?m? - Yes.

When? Where? - Ten years ago. In a warehouse basement.

I wasn't there. I had already finished my work.

Valter was the first to have a go at her and then he left. The driver told me this.

Valter denied it of course. I believed him then.

And then he took care of it all. - What do you mean?

He dissolved the movie company, destroyed all the film and cleaned the place up.

Hellstr?m wanted compensation, a large sum of money.

So Hellstr?m played along? He was bought off?

They could never live a normal life after that. Hellstr?m wanted to kill him.

Here we have it. Come along.

Fucking plastic!

The cassette is a journalist's interview with Petrus's former photographer.

one of the film crew who has Sonja on his conscience.

He mentioned a pop star in particular. - That's exactly what she just told me.

She said there were four of them? One is an alcoholic in prison,

one died in a traffic accident, and the third was Valter Petrus.

Hellstr?m is planning an execution. - He's going to shoot the pop star like a dog.

Ypsilon's colleagues have to understand that we're taking over from here.

How do we get hold of Hellstr?m? The marathon course is 42 kilometers.

I have to get Malm. Call Lennart.

Wait here a minute.

I can't just pick Ypsilon out of the race. There aren't any legal grounds.

He's running towards his own death. - That sounds overly dramatic.

Is Hellstr?m Petrus's murderer or not? - Everything points that way.

These are only assumptions. - He wants revenge.

First, Petrus in his mistress's house and now, with a huge audience.

He wants an audience.

In a couple of hours everything will look brighter. I'll wait in the reception gallery.

Reception gallery ...? - Aren't you coming?

Not in a hurry? - Good to have you.

Come on Benny! Don't fall asleep! - He's disgracing the police force.

Is it Benny? - What do we have?

The estimated average times to the 32 kilometer marker.

Where do you go to shoot somebody in peace and quiet? A roof top. But where?

32 kilometers. What's the route?

S?der M?larstrand.

High, open, straight road.

In spades.

S?der M?larstrand. He's going to be there somewhere.

Can't stop Ypsilon. Hellstr?m is going to mow the rat down.

S?der M?larstrand... The postcard!

Mariaberget. We'll drive there.

Which three? The three of us for the whole journey? - Surely it's better than nothing at all!

We'll have an hour together. - Come on, then.

Ypsilon! Ypsilon! Ypsilon!

Ypsilon! Ypsilon! Ypsilon!

Watch out, it's hot. - I'm looking for Martin Beck.

Third floor on the left. - He's not there.

He's at home. Ask the guard.

- Has anything happened? - No. If it hadn't been for Ypsilon, Benny would be ahead.

It's the police. Have you seen this man here or next door?

Go to your mother.

Have you found anything? We'll take the second house.

What the hell are you doing? - Shut up.

Hello. Have you seen anything out of the ordinary? Anyone sneaking around up here?

Hellstr?m! - Police! On your feet!

They should be here soon. - Hellstr?m ought to be here by now.

Well, that's it.

Flowers... A florist van! - What florist van?

Hellstr?m isn't on the roof. - The reception gallery's clean!

The son of a bitch is in the van! - Of course, the way it's parked.

Benny, dammit! - Skacke, come in! Come in, Skacke!

A florist van! Entrance to Torkel Knutssons gata, just before the brewery.

Skacke! Damn it to hell!

Skacke!

Skacke! Skacke!

Skacke!

Skacke!

Skacke!

Goddamn it, get him down!

Are you deaf, you fuck?! - What are you doing here?

Hellstr?m is in the flower van! - I've got to keep going, you bastard!

You're fucking crazy!

Is he dead or what? - No, he's just got cramps.

He drove himself too hard.

Seal off the junction, Get the people away! And get moving!

Doctors!

Get him away from the track!

Come on, get going.

Didn't you hear me? Come on!

Out of my way!

What the hell?! Get the hell out of here!

Go away!

What are they here for? Him and his damn helicopters!

Yes, keep watching everywhere.

Control Centre... - Has anyone seen Malm?

Number 4220, Benny Skacke from the National Bureau of Investigation!

He's heading towards the finish.

There, you can see him, Detective Benny Skacke, number 4220...

-At the the finish line... now!

Hellstr?m? Can you hear me? My name is Martin Beck.

I know your story. It's all over now.

Put down that gun and come out.

Can you hear me? The van is surrounded by snipers.

Do as I say.

Stop, it's cordoned off! - I must speak with Martin Beck.

Martin Beck!

You can't kill him! - Down! Down!

You can't kill him.

Hellstr?m! Put down your gun and come out!

You settled it with Petrus. It's enough. This killing is pointless.

He's innocent. He didn't do it. He's innocent.

Hellstr?m, we must put an end to this story

together. But you have to take the first step.

Put down the gun and come out. Then we can talk to each other

about everything.

We'll begin with what happened ten years ago.

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