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Strömstad castle
Army horse and carriage school

Try a larger caliber Ms. Renman!

- Young lieutenants are hard sleepers.
- Yes colonel.

Good morning. - Good morning.

- Hi!
- Hi to you to.

- What are you doing?
- I want to talk to you.

It's been too long since we had a talk.

Don't joke, this is serious. - Sure.

Take it as a proposal
on an empty stomach.

Don't you think we should pick up
where we left off 3 years ago?

That's just what I wanted
to talk to you about.

Douglas and I got engaged yesterday.

Douglas?

Oh, Douglas. Why him?

Kind, reliable.
All that makes life worth living.

Depends on how you want to live life.

That's just what we couldn't agree on.

- Talking about those ballet girls again?
- Please Henrik.

You can dance all the ballet you want.

You'll be the star of it all. Big solos.

For a tour or a guest appearance.
No thanks.

- I prefer longer commitment.
- Let's go have a coffee in the mess.

You drive. I'll walk.
I had coffee half an hour ago.

Anitra! Come here. Come on!

Hey, shouldn't you put bridles on her?

- Shut up.
- Whoops.

Good morning Kerstin. - Good morning.

I heard you just got engaged.

Congratulations. - Thanks Kurt.

- Still feel good being the only girl?
- Yes.

Everyone's good to me.

And you? Don't you miss service yet?

Of course.
You're not done even after retirement.

Tell them I'm in the prize jumping.

- That's good to hear.
- I'm not dead yet.

Henrik Löwe. That guy...

- Good luck Kerstin.
- Thank you.

Saddle master?

- There's something wrong with Champion.
- Wrong?

- What's with him?
- The veterinary girl is in there now.

Adolf? - Coming.

Good morning boy.

Hello Git, how's Champion?

Someone must have whipped him.

- I wonder who did it.
- Well I'll be damned.

- When could this have happened?
- He was fine yesterday evening.

And what's this?

- He's been out tonight!
- Don't you have guards?

No... but it's locked.

The key is in the manege,
but everyone knows that.

- We must take this seriously.
- Of course major.

Git. Would you see to it that the
battalion veterinary looks into it?

Yes if you want.

Anitra?

Oh hey there! Where's mummy?

Anitra? Come here.

Anitra!?

Douglas!

- Love, are you hurt?
- Everything alright major?

Just a bang on the arm.

You alright? - It's fine.

What's with Champion?

Something scared him into a pirouette.

Keep going!

Shouldn't Major be going to the doctor?

Shouldn't my lovely fiancee be in
her first lesson of the day?

Hello there!

You said you'd eat your boots
if you didn't win yesterday?

The paint is especially good. - I know.

I made a stew. A little bitter, that's all.

Henrik?

I think I'll take back what
I just said Kerstin.

Stuff like that makes life worth living.

Congratulations.

What's with Henrik now? You could
think he's in love with you.

- Late again lieutenant?
- So Parat is nagging now as well?

I haven't gotten my German saddle,
the Swedish ones are useless.

The saddle maker says otherwise. He's
made saddles long before you were born.

Tell him that if you've never ridden
knows nothing about saddles.

- Then he'll kill me.
- Good. I promise you a nice funeral.

That's all.

Hi Henrik.

Hi there tomboy. Already up and about?
You look pretty in a white coat.

- You're on the first page today.
- Why wouldn't they?

I could be a role model
for the whole cavalry.

- But I've never liked being second.
- Do you mean Douglas?

- Douglas? Why?
- Who got engaged to Kerstin.

A mistake that should be
corrected as soon as possible.

Perfect lieutenant Löwe!

I see you thrive in Swedish saddles.

Like a glass without a drink!

Nelson! First obstacle!

Kerstin! A more composed run-up next!

Damn Swedish saddle.

Henrik? Who's that man? - Who?

Oh you mean the blue rider?

Some oddball who's been
living alone in a hunting cabin.

An officer? - Former.

There was a scandal.

Best friend's wife,
and a discreet military funeral.

You could ask your fiancee, he knows.

Ms. Renman?
How about returning to the lesson?

Saddle master. Lieutenant Löwe reporting
after adjustment of Swedish saddle.

Good. Go on.

- Jönsson takes command!
- Yes major!

Ms. Renman! Lower your hands!

Here you go Major. - Thank you.

Thank you.

Happy?

That... blue rider.

- What's his story?
- Story? Who told you?

- It was Henrik who...
- He always talks. Cheers.

Cheers.

- Git! You could take the ten.
- That's a hopeless play.

Bravo Git!

You don't know Git. But I do,
ever since she was a little snotty kid.

The girl who've always beaten the boys.

A real tomboy is what she is.

Let's have a whiskey.

No thanks.

What the hell's the matter with her?

- Think about it...
- What are you saying?

I have an honorable duty ahead of me,
as oldest and most experienced in class.

I mean the speech for the newly engaged.

Dear Douglas...

You have a woman who's not
only fair and has nice curves.

Like one of Paris's goddesses.

Those who also have
the geisha's fine qualities.

And is consequently
experts in the art of pleasing a man.

And dispel his dark thoughts.

- Forget about that, there's more.
- Time to shut up Henrik.

Only one thing left.

To kiss the bride.

I forgot that in the speech.
She's got a temper too, the fair lady.

Henrik! You owe Kerstin an apology.

Of course.

I ask for forgiveness.

The mouth speaks what the heart says.

Dear Axel, how sweet of you to
think of me at your mess evenings.

A lone widow like me is often forgotten.

I know what you're aiming for.

You're trying to charm away the trampled
crops on my Ribersvik.

You see right through me in
the most shameful way.

You only think of your pleasure.

Look.

- My half brother Douglas, excuse me.
- My pleasure.

- I've forgot to congratulate you two.
- Thank you.

I sensed something was to happen.
Will it be at Stig Lora?

No. We're thinking of having the wedding
here, in the castle's chapel.

And when are you driving me out
of my Ribersvik?

But dear Elly.
We don't need the whole house.

Thank you. But living at the side
doesn't amuse me at all.

Good luck then Kerstin.

Kurt! Hi!

What are you drinking? Whiskey? Ugh.

I want Champagne! And I'm buying!

No no, not at Strömsholm my dear.

A half of 'Yellow Widow' at my expense.

I know you've been wanting to dance,
but I've been so busy.

- Axel hasn't let me go you see.
- I saw that.

Thank you. Cheers!

Cheers.

Champagne is wonderful!

I've been drinking it all night.
It tickles my nose so funny.

- I'm washing down Douglas engagement.
- I see.

It's so stuffy in here.

Let's take a walk in the park!

My pleasure.

We're guessing she's on the prowl again?

Kurt will have take care not
to be her next victim.

An old man like him knows
how to handle himself.

Incidentally, I think your wife
wants to talk to you.

Olle!

Speaking of being trained
in higher education.

Yes love? I'm coming.

Ensign Andersson? - Lieutenant colonel?

- Don't blame something else.
- It's true, I've been so busy lately.

Exercising the horse, the dentist...

That sounds terribly busy!
I'll have to beg for forgi...

- What was that?
- The murder of a widow.

- What a terrible thing to say!
- The 'Yellow Widow' of course.

A Champagne cork.

But Kurt...

I still think it sounded like
a gunshot.

Scary.

I forgot my cigarette case
on the pool table.

- I'll be back in a moment.
- I'll come and get you if you're not.

She knew exactly what she wanted.
You know how an old mare can be.

Stubborn as can be, I was chanceless.

It was a lie to keep her in so...

I was busted.

Classy.

Kurt?

The blue rider has been murdered.
He's over there by the oak.

- What's happened?
- Tell the boss to get over here quick!

How terrible.

I watched him die.

There there. Relax Elly.

I think it will be an enjoyable hunt.
You can watch it all from Backeby.

Yes... Excuse me ladies.

Come along Douglas.

There. Right by the oak.

- Where'd he lie Elly?
- By the oak.

But dear Elly, there's nothing here.

But I saw him. He lay there.

He came crawling from there,
and then he died there.

If I'm not mistaken, the corpse
is taking a rider over there.

What?

I swear. He lay here.

And he was dead. And right before that
we heard the gunshot Kurt.

Gunshot? - It was a Champagne cork.

- You read too much thrillers Elly.
- He was thrown off and fainted.

In any case the rumor of his death
seems exaggerated.

I know what I saw.

- And he was dead.
- Sure, with half his head blown off.

- Kurt!?
- One half of 'Yellow Widow' for you.

Let's go.

How mean you are.

- Why don't you believe me?
- Why wouldn't I believe you?

Kurt...

Now if there's a mystery
the big Sherlock can't solve.

Call me.

If there's a horse at Strömsholm you
can't manage, then call me.

Just a little closer.

Hold. Hold it.

Captain Hillman, is this is the first
time a Swedish expert is hired overseas?

It has happened once or twice.

Is Ms. Hillman coming too? - No.

I'm unfortunately invited to a
Blue Star course at Strömsholm.

It's time to board now. - I'm coming.

John. John!

Don't forget to get me that police cap.

No no. The police cap!

- Yes, that one.
- I thought it was a cowboy hat.

Kajsa, promise me.

Freddy can only answer the telephone and
say 'no thanks' while we're away.

- If he doesn't start up his P.I. job.
- God help the clients.

Bye.

That's nice of you.

- Did you call for a taxi?
- It's on it's way.

And remember what John said Freddy.
No new assignments.

Kajsa...

Only my specialty of tailing then? - No.

Only one little divorce then? - No.

No.

Hillman's detective bureau.

Hillman's detective...

Oh... Hillman's detective bureau.

Captain Hillman?

No, he's at the North Sea at the moment.

At latitude 17 North one can hope.

Who you're talking to?
It's his right hand.

Or rather his aide, Freddy Sjöström.

No, not Teddy. Freddy.

No unfortunately Ms. Heidelstam.

Excuse me? Oh, Weinestam.

I'm sorry, we don't have time for any
new assignments at this time.

What's that?

Well adjutant, it's about a murder
that no one believes happened.

- Because there's no corpse.
- Murder without a corpse?

- That's just my expertise.
- So exciting.

- For me who love thrillers.
- I'm coming right now. What address?

I live at Ribersvik, Hallstahammar 930.

What's that? Ribersvik.

That's all, see you tomorrow. Thank you.

You're out of your mind. You promised to
not take any new assignments.

Didn't you hear? It's just my expertise.

A murder without a corpse.
And one who loves thrillers.

- The murderer?
- No, Ms. Weinestam of course.

Surely a wealthy landowner.

What about me? - You?

You'll stay here and won't take
any new assignments.

That's what you think.

That's right.

- Here you go.
- Thank you. You staying long?

Probably. - I wonder...

- Did something happen?
- Happened!? I'm through with this.

That ghost...

The ghost?

Anybody here?

Blood... Just what I thought.

You can't be that cruel!

I swear I....

Nobody here to help you!

Hello?

First part of the radio theater
'Murder in the Bath Tub'.

Directed by Carl-Otto Sandgren.

Murder? In a Bath Tub? Unlikely.

Just what I thought...

- Who are you?
- Freddy, from Hillman's bureau.

How nice! Welcome! - Thank you.

Please sit, but give me the brush first.

Brush? - The one over there.

- Oh that one?
- Yes, you see the chambermaid quit.

She spilled jelly on my finest carpet.

Jelly?

I wonder...

I'm so glad you wanted to help.

Thank you.

You see... the whole thing is,
a very delicate matter.

- I'm beginning to see that.
- The hard thing is always to,

to get to the bottom of it all.

Oh, I dropped the soap.

But Mr. Adjutant! Are you...

There it is! - Thank you.

Freddy, it seems you have X-Ray vision.

Just what Captain Hillman use to say!

I'm usually the one who
solves the cases for him.

- Like the case of the red mannequin.
- The red mannequin!

Tell me! And brush my back a little?

- Brush the back?
- Yes, the back.

And tell the story? - Yes do tell.

Git...

The blue rider...

Hasn't anyone seen him since that night?

No...

He's disappeared. Could be
traveling I guess.

The boss called the federal police.

- We finished for today then?
- Yes, want to look at the new horses?

- That'd be nice.
- We can take my car.

Looking good. Nice horses this year.

Yes but not as many as in past times.

Sending flowers was ok.

But dark roses? - Old habits Kerstin.

My flower shop has a standing order.
10 for a kiss, 20 for a slap.

- Can't stay angry at you for very long.
- Isn't that excellent?

But perhaps not for Douglas. Hi there.

- Talking about me?
- Can't talk about horses all day.

They're soon here. - I see.

- Did you watch the unloading?
- Some fine dressage horses for you.

But... Kajsa!

Kurt? Are you here?

- I thought you lived in Italy nowadays.
- Can't get away from Strömsholm

I rent some rooms at the veterinary.
And you're taking classes?

As you can see...

Yes, because John just went abroad.

Yes I read in the newspaper.

End the exercise!

Lieutenant Nelson!

Go!

Halt!

Loose the halters!

Release!

That Chestnut have
an aptitude for dressage.

There's a horse with a saddle.
The white one over there.

Nelson get that horse with the saddle!

- Who's been sloppy?
- I think I recognise it.

I don't think that horse is from here.

That's the blue rider's horse!

- It is!
- There must have been an accident!

Arrange a search party!
Nelson, bring the horse here!

Saddle up!

Mount!

Henrik, take the river area. - Roger.

Forward!

Anitra. Anitra!

What's with her?

Maybe it was your whistling.

Whistling?

- Not a sign yet?
- But we found something else.

Champion goes wild as
soon as Kerstin whistles for Anitra.

Maybe he's trained to. - Trained?

That's right...

Someone whipped the horse at the
same time as whistling that call.

I see...

Some horses gets scared
just seeing a veterinarian.

Then it wasn't an accident with
Champion kicking Douglas...

It was an attack!

You yourself ride Champion.

And it's your dog Kerstin.

This is damn creepy.

You're just seeing things
that isn't there. - Kurt!

- Search the grove over there.
- Roger.

Alright girls, forward.

- Where are you going?
- To look in there.

A rider who's been thrown off
isn't laying in a house.

No harm in having a look.

He's been murdered.

What did I say?

- Blue rider was murdered that night.
- Just as we thought.

But how did he get to the cabin?

Calm down, the murder carried
him on his saddle.

Hidden under the blue cape.

The cloak was gone when the
corpse was found.

Who are those shady people? - Shady?

They're riders from Strömsholm.

Strömsholm? Is that close?
With the 'Blue Star'? - That's right.

Oh how horses are nice.

Does adjutant Freddy ride? - What?

Just asking if the adjutant rides? - No.

But adjutant...

Sorry, it's the old kissing trick.
I must stay hidden. Rule number one.

I see...

Freddy.

Freddy!

Hi...

Is this how you say no to jobs?

May I introduce Ms. Weinestam
and Ms. Hillman.

Related to captain Hillman? - Wife.

How nice! The adjutant has told me
such nice thing about him.

How he helped Freddy solve the
case of the red mannequin.

- Glad that someone solved that riddle.
- Right.

We'll be seeing each other, Freddy.

We have things to talk about. - Kajsa...

What's with her?

Was she angry? - I don't think so.

Or jealous...

Release the dogs.

- You had problem at the obstacle?
- I don't know what got into him.

I should've warned you, he got scared
by a gunshot there a year ago.

A gunshot?

Memory like a horse they say.

- Who took care of blue rider's horse?
- He's at the stables.

- Can I ride it?
- Sure, tell Jonsson I said so.

Thank you, that's nice.

I would be grateful if commisar Dahlgren
made this as discreet as possible.

Certainly. But we shouldn't suppose
that the guilty is at Strömsholm?

Let's hope not...

Come in.

Hello Samuel. - Hi.

- May I present pathologist Samuelsson.
- We've met each other before.

What's the theory then?

You'll do the theory. I keep to facts.

They say he was alive
at least 20 minutes after being shot.

But could he have been riding that hurt?

Yes, but dazed and shocked of course.

So there was some truth to
what Ms. Weinestam said.

Elly Weinestam? - What did she say?

But how handsome Freddy is!

Just like my third husband! - Third?

- He's on the picture over here.
- Oh that one? 47-48?

No, 50-57. With the sweet eyes.

Oh him.

- Poor Rickard.
- How did he die?

He got thrown off a horse.

- Let's take a ride!
- Do we really have to?

Look! The blue rider!

Yes! Don't you see him?
He disappeared in the forest.

- I didn't see him.
- I swear I saw him Freddy!

Just what I thought! He's a ghost!

- But where are you going?
- To track the ghost!

Oh how exciting!

Have you found anything?

Hoof tracks, he was here.

How skilled Freddy are.

But how strange it looks.

- Must be a one-legged horse.
- One-legged?

- It's an old native american trick!
- I see.

- What's this?
- That? It's a common toy here.

- 'Track the rider'.
- Should be forbidden!

It's in the way of detective work.
This is confiscated!

What's this kids?! Stop it!