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Eva...

Eva...

Eva...

Eva...

LADY IN WHITE

To Stortuna country manor!

Then I'll need to fill her up first.

Poor sister.

Roger...

So why did she do it?

You got the telegram about your stepfather's death, didn't you?

I'll try to explain it to you.

After the funeral we all gathered in one room...

Eva had just finished a sentimental composition.

She had worked on it for months.

-Are you complaining? -It's a bizarre melody.

Is sadness so inspiring to you?

Of course. All the tears... ...that should have been shed-

-and the anticipation. -What could you hope for?

Won't Roger and I get our manor back.

There's more than enough for the other two.

Eva...

Are you ready to hear the last will of Vilhelm G:son Lundberg?

Yes!

I'm ready.

"I, Vilhelm G:son Lundberg declare this as my last will:"

"The so called Inn, as described in the estate register"-

-"will be the sole property of my true friends"-

-"Selma and Julia Rask, who previously rented the inn,"-

-"where I, during my first wife's illness enjoyed many a good meal"-

-"and much hospitality."

"The trustee Torbjšrn Strand"-

-"will receive a legacy to the amount of 15.000 crowns."

Well, I'll be damned...

"The physician Simon Ek will henceforth too be allowed to use"-

-"rooms here for his research"-

-"if the owners of the estate will agree to it."

"To my nurse Eivor Jansson"-

-"who with sense of duty has cared for me for years"-

-"I leave 15.000 crowns."

"And for her failed expectations, another 25.000."

"Adding up to a total of 40.000 crowns."

"As for my late wife's children"-

-"born in her previous marriage to baron Otto von Schšffer"-

-"I leave 15.000 crowns to Eva"-

-"and I remit Roger's debt to me to the amount of 98.760 crowns."

"See details in the enclosed bills."

"The rest, realty and chattel, I leave in equal shares"-

-"to my dear wife Helen, the spring of my old age"-

-"and to my beloved adopted daughter Agneta."

"This goes for as well Alleholms iron works,"-

-"ViŒkers canned food factory, the sawmill and woodworks etc."-

-"as described in the enclosed list, adding up to a total worth of"-

-"12,870,540 crowns."

"Included is Stortuna manor house with estate, farm..."

No!!

"Included is Stortuna manor house with estate, farm,"-

-"mining and forestry..."

No!!

-"current assessed value: two million crowns."

"Stortuna manor will be theirs only under these circumstances:"

"If Helen and Agneta should choose to live elsewhere"-

-"the estate will be left to my first wife's children"-

-"Eva and Roger von Schšffer."

"This considering that the manor previously belonged to their family."

"This will also happen should Helen and Agneta pass without heirs."

This is all I have left from my parents.

Yes, I know. But what could you do?

Avenge, Simon.

Avenge...

You are already very bitter.

I hate her...

Does Helen really care about Stortuna...?

What does it all mean to her...?

It's all about the money, Simon. The money!

-Do you remember the wedding? -Of course. It was very tiring.

She was like a queen on the balcony-

-as they all cheered at the cake and wine Vilhelm handed out.

And then the extravagant fireworks...

It was different when poor mum married him...

A simple formality during a business trip in Germany.

That's how Vilhelm Lundberg married into nobility.

That was probably just what he was after.

It's all over now, Eva.

Eva, dearest? Could you see to it that Roger gets his inheritance!

Listen, Eva...

You're welcome to stay at Stortuna as long as you like.

And you can call it your home, but you must move to the manor house.

This pavilion will be torn down, to make room for a swimming pool.

There'll be no more music in here, Eva.

The pavilion was her last resort...

It was a severe blow to her, and I decided to watch over her.

Unfortunately I came too late.

The tearing down hasn't begun yet, and it all remains as before.

That portrait... She made it during our times of solitude.

When mum was still married to that filthy rich upstart Vilhelm.

I hope he suffered before he died.

He sure did... for a long time. But he kept a good mood.

"Good mood"? Do you expect me to believe that?

At least that's what the obituary said.

I tried to improve his attitude towards Eva and you.

-That's really decent of you. -I need to look after of myself too.

I don't think Helen is as keen on science as Vilhelm was.

But he didn't have much success.

He only produced that piece on the previous owner.

An empty gesture he could well afford.

Here's something for you. He got rid of everything else.

"I decided to kill myself..."

"I have lost my home - Stortuna."

"I've made another loss, two persons here should know of."

What does she mean by that?

It's been told the trustee, Torbjšrn Strand, left Eva...

...and instead went for Helen G-...

Welcome home, Roger.

I'm Helen.

Von Schšffer.

Here's the prophet of woe. Oh, dear...

-He sure looks nasty. Who is he? -He's our nephew, Freddy.

-But he doesn't look nasty, miss. -Oh, I'm sorry.

Happy 70th birthday, dearest aunt Julia!

Nice of you to come all this way.

-What's happened? Who is dead? -Miss Eva von Schöffer.

-Oh, that's a bad omen.

-What omen? You sound like Selma, the old oracle.

Don't make fun of this. -Hello, Freddy

Just because I have a gift I didn't ask for.

"Gift"...?

The night poor Eva drowned, I saw the Lady in White.

-So You mean the Lady...? -That time she didn't laugh.

Why talk of the Lady in White, when Eva wanted to?

Both you and I were there to witness her signature.

But if I'd known it was a goodbye note,-

-I would have tried to stop her.

-It was ominous... -What is it? Don't glare like that!

-What do You see, aunt? -One should never tell.

-You might not be able to bear it. -Maybe not. But tell me anyway.

-It's blood... -Blood?

So be careful, Freddy, with them knives...

And listen, miss Bergstedt, you being a stranger here,-

-it's not first time The White Lady has lured people into the swamp.

-But that laughter...? -Stop it, Selma!

The guests are due any minute. Don't ruin my birthday chattering.

Am I the early bird?

We're not starting until after the funeral, but it's alright.

Happy birthday, dearest Julia.

Thank you, dearest nurse Eivor. I'm sure I haven't deserved it.

-Sjšstršm, criminalist. -Bergstedt, ethnologist.

-Yes, I study superstition. -Superstition? Okay.

Look! Just what we need at the inn.

"Needle, scissors, knife, never give your wife."

Agneta...

-Hello, Julia! Happy birthday! -Thank you, dearest little miss.

One, two, three ...

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

I hope you won't miss the old hovel.

Maybe the time's past, when a lady was expected to respect tradition.

Not everyone gets to grow up in nobility, Roger.

I don't have the right upbringing... -Don't let that put you down.

You have so much else. -Like what?

At least you have the stamina, and... let's call it-

-natural talent, to lay your hands on a manor.

I'm not sure where you're going now, Roger.

I'm staying right here, as your guest...

...on my own manor.

-Oh, I'm so sorry. -Go ahead, don't mind me.

-I'm only here to pick up some records.

Don't be sarcastic. Think of what the manor looked like before.

The house was crumbling, mortgaged to the hilt...

The only wealth was the amount empty bottles left by the old lord.

-It's my father you speak of. -Is he above criticism?

At least above yours.

The facts remain, don't you think?

And one more thing...

What would've happened to the 700 workers' families-

-if Vilhelm hadn't pulled things together?

Well, there you go...

You sound just like your dear trustee.

He, who left my sister for the rich widow.

-It's not true, Roger! -Isn't it?

-I wish we could talk like friends. -Of course, why not?

I want you to feel at home here.

That's very kind of you to say.

I remember you kindly saying the same thing to my sister Eva.

Indeed a most suitable way, to mourn someone's death.

If I may say, you should stop all this-

-thieving and murdering.

Thieving and murdering...? But please, Auntie.

I'm not thieving and murdering. I'm the detective!

Dear aunt. It's only a few thousand, as initial capital for my own agency.

You should have stayed with Hillman.

What prospects did I have there? He took all the credit.

How much would you need then?

-15... 18... 20... 22... -How much, did you say?

-Two ... thousand. -How will you spend that amount?

-Expenses. Office and salary... -Salary? Who would you pay?

-Myself. -I really must consider this matter.

Give me a packet of the doctors usual cigarillos, please.

Auntie, dear. Please? Fifteen... hundred.

Once again...

Tonight as w-...

-Mummy? -Yes.

-What is it? -Nothing. You just sleep tight!

Shouldn't the girl be sent away, to give her new interests.

Other than her mothers love life, you mean?

I don't know. It's so hard now, to get through to her.

She treats me like a bloody servant.

How about a boarding school in Switzerland, or...

I can't just send her away, she's so attached to this place.

More than I am. If it wasn't for Agneta...

-Then what? -Give me a cigarette, will you?

Then what?

Then I would leave here.

Oh? Fed up with the countryside?

"Fed up"? No. But since Roger came here...

Are you giving up because of him? I though better of you.

I have enough to cope.

You mean... live off of the interest in an apartment in town?

But I'll stay for now, for Agneta's sake.

Good night, Torbjšrn. Please walk quietly, you know we have a guest.

So high morale has made its entrance at Stortuna.

Frankly I don't give a damn.

-Oh, Jesus! You scared me. -What are you prowling for?

I'm not prowling... I heard a noise.

Rubbish!

The pills you always beg for, they're locked up in my town practice now.

I told that wasn't why I came hear. I really heard a noise.

-So there are none left here, then? -No. They're addictive.

But there are good addictions, aren't there?

You know you can have me whenever you want.

Yes, thank you. I know. But I'm not interested right now.

-What's that? -Eva.

Eva...

No!

Agneta?

Agneta.

I though you'd said there'd be no more music in here.

Who's that playing in the middle of the night?

What's the matter? You sure look strange.

Never mind the noise. It was probably just the wind.

No, it was something else. Someone, who...

Who played the harpsichord? ...played Eva's composition.

On a locked harpsichord, too. Not bad!

-Who's got the key? -I'd say the ch‰telaine herself does.

There is no key. It vanished on the night Eva drowned herself.

But then it's all clear, and we have a natural explanation for everything.

Poor Eva's back haunting, and you all come running in fright-

-except for Torbjšrn. How strange he didn't come as well!

Your daughter is absolutely charming.

But how can she think the music'd be heard all the way to Torbjšrn?

It was you playing, Roger.

Not bad at all, Helen.

Good night.

-Did you ever hear Torbjšrn playing? -Who else could it be?

-You don't play so bad yourself. -Me?!

Oh dear, you're playing innocent.

But, you see my dear, I know you can be a really naughty girl.

-You mean how I talked of Torbjšrn? -Yes. Uncalled for.

-Why must you always moralise? -I can't help it.

You know I'm a man of high morale. I just can't stop myself.

-Simon! Please be serious. -But I am.

I really want people to be kind and considerate.

I shouldn't quarrel with you, never bother you when digesting food-

-be decent enough to play chess with you at night-

And make cunning moves for me to outsmart.

-...and let you sleep in the morning. -Preferably all night long as well.

Go to bed now. Are you happy again?

Not quite. It was scary somehow.

Sleep tight, my dear.

Freddy needs to get up early and do some good decent hard work.

-But the times are different now. -Good morning. How can I help?

-You can start peeling the potatoes. -Just in time for the potatoes, right?

-Oh! I didn't plan to stay that long. -Oh no! I told you not to use knives.

Why? No, right! You told me it could be dangerous.

Aunt Julia! Have you reconsidered the matter in question?

I lay awake because of it. Two thousand?!

And you can't even handle money. You haven't even settled down yet.

I haven't? But I'm almost married to Sonja... sort of.

-"Sort of" ? Are you living in a sinful relationship.

Auntie, dear. What is sinful? We don't feel guilty about it.

Well, bring her over then. And let us have a look at her.

Bring her ov-...?

Now I cut myself, like Selma said I would. Blood.

Put a band aid on, so we don't get bloody potatoes.

Band aid? The wound is full of dirt from horses, I could get... tetanus.

Get out of the car! You need a drivers license first.

That music you played last night was just wonderful.

And it created such eeriness... you felt The White Lady lingering.

-Now be quiet! -Yes, sir.

I neither play around with harpsichords or dolls.

Dolls?

Well, there you go! Just in time for the family fight.

Let me be the teacher and she may let off steam behind the wheel.

You watch and learn the behaviour of a gentleman, mr trustee.

Hello, Maria. Is the lady in? You shut up! Just go and get her!

Oh dear, said the little butterfly.

-I think you should reconsider. -No, why should I?

-Stortuna doesn't keep me anymore. -But you can still stay a while.

-Is there nothing keeping you? -No, what would that be... or who?

Drive safe, now!

And you should stay away from the mine hole. It's dangerous.

Aren't you coming along then, to keep me from falling down?

If I came along, we could both fall down and be beyond rescue. 'Bye!

Hello! Accident... tetanus ... Need to go to into town.

Turn the siren on! Full speed ahead!

Sure You have a license? What?!

Watch that corn-...!

-What is it? -A flat tire! Come on! Help me.

But it's you.

-Where did you find the key, Maria? -Over there by the window.

It's alright.

-Don't tell anyone you've found it. -I won't.

Doctor Ek's phone. Oh, really?

He's busy attending to a patient. Can he call back?

As you wish.

Please take off your pants and lie down.

-B-but I'm here about the thumb. -He'll be here in a minute.

-Simon! -How nice to have a healthy visitor!

I'm scared, Simon! Among all the people you know at the manor-

-there must be a madman, don't you think?

-A madman? Why? -Who wants to hurt Helen or me.

-One, who envies us and hates us. -Envies perhaps, but hardly hates...?

Yes! Hates. Look!

-There's a call for you. -Be right with you, Agneta.

Yes! Doctor Ek...

No! I've told you so already. You can't have any.

-What did you want to show me? -Never mind! I just got my answers.

Sorry to have bothered you.

-I-Is that awful doll still there? -Doll?

-You saw it too? -Yes! Spitting image of miss Agneta.

You haven't received this serum before, have you?

Not that I remember. Why?

If you have, there's a certain risk you'll die.

I've told you not to use any of the cars.

You wouldn't want the police involved, Agneta.

I'd be grateful, if the police showed an interest in Stortuna.

Maybe it doesn't seem too bad, but it's a deep cut.

It was a good thing I came. He said, I could have died. How's the soup?

You see, that meat soup is her own speciality.

-Where was I? Meat... cut... -At the doctor's...

Tetanus, that's serious business. Want apple cake now?

That's how close it gets. A quick cut and the world looses a detective.

Didn't you work with another detective called Hillman?

Yes, he worked for me for a while, but then decided to try on his own.

-I don't know how he's managed. -He put a friend away for 3 years.

Three years! Miscarriage of justice, no doubt?

You must confide your ethnological problems to me next time.

-Give me a double whisky. -A double whisky coming up, doctor.

-There you go. -Thank you.

About that harpsichord... Is it true it played all by itself?

It was locked too. I heard it, but I can't explain it.

It could have been some kind of mass suggestion.

But how? They were all in different places.

Noone knew the whereabouts of anyone else.

Are you done?

Imagining things?! The doll is real!

Someone evil is trying to scare me and then what...?

Next he'll try to kill me!

Main thing is to get rid of me! Wouldn't you say so, Torbjšrn?

But mummy! Who didn't show up at the haunting harpsichord?

And who did, as the doll vanished from the doctor's? Torbjšrn!

-Now be careful, Agneta... -Oh yes, I will!

Who else could it be? Dear mummy herself, perhaps?

-Pick a hand! -Hand? Why?

It's an old game, you know.

Are you afraid?

I found it where you left the doll.

Behind the curtain, by the window.

I hid the doll there. I wanted to spare Agneta the sight of it.

I put it in the Buick, to throw it away later. All to protect Agneta.

But you forgot to take the key along...

I don't know anything about the key! Someone must have put it there.

Earlier you said Eva took it along when she died.

-Now you're going to far, damn it!

Oh, really? So, that's what the trustee thinks.

I think I'll accept your offer, and stay for a while.

Fine!

This is after all still your home. I've already told you so.

I realized there's no hurry leaving here.

On the contrary, I'd love to see you tear down the pavilion.

-I'm glad you like it here, Roger. -Not merely like it, my dear m-...

"Rest In Peace" from "Agneta".

No, it reads "Rest In Peace, Agneta"!

-I'm leaving now! -Good night, doctor.

Yes, she's terrified. It's affected her more than she wants to admit.

Yes, we must be very discrete.

See you tomorrow, then. Welcome!

-What do you want? -From you? Nothing.

-Isn't Simon here? -No.

-Doctor Ek is in town. -So. That's were "the doctor" is?

-Is it about those pills again? -What do you know of those?

I don't he wants to keep you on any "pills" any more.

Then he'd better watch out. You tell him that!

-Never mind! I'll tell him. -You do that! We open at ten.

You shouldn't be so cocky.

I don't think Simon can afford to pay 25,000 for failed expectations, see...

...sweetie pie.

-The right man in the right place! -What are you doing here?!

I was waiting for eggs and bacon as I saw you with the other hens.

I'm at least doing decent work. Sure! Up early and late in bed.

But who called for you? I got a good grip of this case... well, almost.

Case? What are you talking about? I'm here to tear down the pavilion.

So you can do decent work too, eh? But I'll give you a tip on the case:

-"The nightjar". -What do you call her?

Sh-she looks shady... Last night she was out till long past midnight.

-And she doesn't like you. -Do I know her?

At least she knows you. Maud Bergstedt. Ring a bell?

-Maud Bergstedt? -Right! You put her friend...

...away for three years. Judicial murder, for sure.

I've taken on her case, by the way.

Do you believe in ghosts?

Noone can convince me it was supernatural.

A living person dropped the wreath and played the harpsichord.

Sounds like you're trying to convince someone. Not me, I hope.

-I don't believe in ghosts. -Of course not. But what to believe?

Please, Hillman, you must help me. Nothing can happen to Agneta!

Let's hope not. But there must be a motive.

-Who can benefit from scaring her? -I don't know. There is no reason.

-Unless Roger... -Baron von Schšffer?

-My daughter is alas fond of him. -And he... ?

He takes care of her. I suppose it's only an act...

Excuse me! Roger just told me he didn't need this anymore.

Where are you putting away that haunting instrument? The attic?

-This is captain Hillman. -You don't say! A new trustee, is it?

-He's here as an architect, planning. -Really? How charming! -Good day.

I'm Agneta, who's "alas fond of" Roger.

-Who alas has good hearing too. -Are You an architect?

Then I'll give You some advice:

The chimney from that fireplace has a hatch upstairs.

A ladder would make things easier for the old family ghost.

We must make sure he feels at home.

And I don't want any swimming pool to replace the old pavilion.

The girl doesn't seem so helpless. But were did that doll end up?

I wish I knew.

I hope it's in a place where noone has to see it again.

Next patient please.

Excuse me.

What's going on here?

-It's about this thumb. -You'll have to wait till last.

If that thumb isn't alright, we'll have to amputate.

-Yes, please. What?! -This way, mrs Andersson.

Dear doctor! You see, my stomach is causing me trouble.

That's too bad.

-Does this bus stop at Stortuna? -Let's hope so...

Oh, you don't say...

-Ah! A living doll, that's better! -Hello!

-Driving the late ride too? At eight? -Yes, I am.

-How about a late walk and... a cup of coffee afterwards at your place?

-Perhaps...

Perhaps, it is. See you at eight, then. I'll bring a bottle of liqueur.

Yes, that would be just fine, wouldn't it, Freddy?

Sonja? Sonja, my dear.

Sonja! Sonja, my dear.

Real nice of you to come visit. My aunts'd just love to meet you.

-I want to show them I've settled. -Oh, really?

Excuse me.

Can't we at least talk ab-...?

-Can't we at least talk about it?! -Over there!

And the strange thing was, you see, that Roger left the key in the lock.

-Have you got it now? -Yes.

Then, let's hide it where only you and I can find it.

But you forget one thing: The crypt belongs to the von Schšffer family.

It belongs to Stortuna in any case.

-So, where do we hide the key? -Let Katarina von Schšffer guard it.

-So...

You've already found out how best to eavesdrop here, have you?

John Hillman, entrepreneur.

Maria...

Just Maria.

Good bye, now. And good luck!

This is the Sonja I've told you about, Auntie dear.

-We're getting married soon. -Oh, really?

As soon as I get my own business. If I get any...

-Welcome. Is something wrong? -Well, maybe...

Please, come in. The coffee's ready.

-Stop sulking! It was all a joke! -A joke?!

It's not funny discovering that you, you erotomanic kleptomaniac,-

-have seduced the bus driver... -Eskil Andersson?!

-No, not him! -Good day, to you.

-Maybe I shouldn't stay at all... -This is Selma. -Sonja, dear!

Take the luggage, you good-for- nothing! Room six.

Get on with it!

-I thought he'd begun settling down. -Yes, I thought so too.

Now he says he's getting married. And starting his own business too...

-He just talks... You can't trust... -Sonja!

Ah, well... Let's talk about it then...

-Are you eager to get back? -Yes. In a way.

-Maybe someone's waiting for you back in Brazil?

Oh yes! A whole bunch of them.

200 negresses... in loincloths carrying bananas on their heads.

I know the kind. But the europeans live in their own colony, or...?

Oh yes...

...playing bridge, drinking cocktails, dancing and flirting...

What else do you want to know?

I thought you'd already heard everything about me...

Down there the sun shines all day. It's 40 degrees and damp as hell.

But I enjoy it there...

And I'm not regarded a useless good-for-nothing down there.

I could never leave things here.

Spring, summer, it all links me and Stortuna together.

If Stortuna was mine, nothing could keep me away. I promise you.

But that's not the case!

-Is it possible to get some dinner? -Of course. Just a minute.

Freddy! You should do as Hillman, and get a decent job.

-You mean like washing the dishes? -Exactly. Keep it up.

Yes, I thought so. Hello, John Hillman.

Well, I'll be damned. I hardly recognised you out of uniform.

-That's long ago now. -Don't say you're too old.

No, but the exercises give me tachycardia. It was fun though.

What are you doing here, anyway? Please, have a seat!

I'm here to tear down the old pavilion and build a swimming pool.

The young lady of the manor...

Hey! What did you do to get that? Did you hypnotise Julia?

Sure! I put the evil eye on the old ladies.

What else do you do? Sit still and cure patients by telepathy?

No, I have my old reception. But it's still something like that...

I have a donor, you see- Vilhelm G:son Lundberg.

-He, who died recently? -Exactly!

That way I can continue my research in psychosomatics.

Then we have the same employer. I guess the lady pays generously.

Let's hope so, mr architect.

You've been here long enough to know what's going on...

-They all talk about a "White Lady". -Yes they do.

But alas I've never seen the lady in question.

There you go...

And if you don't want anything else, I have other things to attend to.

-When is that thumb coming off? -It's not coming at all. It's fine!

-Did you know Eva von Schöffer? -Poor Eva and I were close friends.

-How did she die, actually? Suicide? -Absolutely!

There were no signs of violence... And she wrote a clear suicide note.

That note is all in order. My aunts witnessed the signing themselves.

-Sonja, dear! -Yes, what is it?

-I thought I'd come in and talk a bit. -Oh, really? About what?

You said we could talk... Come on! It's about our future.

-Our...? -Of course. It was all decided:

My aunt, the initial capital...

And now they don't trust me. They don't think I've settled down...

They don't believe you? Really? And what am I to do about it?

No, don't even try... Do you know what this is called?

Romance scam!

No, it's not the girl who wants to change the manor. What's she like?

Agneta is very sweet, but maybe a bit eccentric.

I think she feels neglected...

You see, she wants to be the focus of attention.

-Thanks! The flowers look nice. -I'm not...

Sounds fine. Right at you... Just what Freddy needs.

Don't worry. We have both a police and a physician here.

But perhaps Hillman's not on duty...

Have we met before?

Yes, professionally, concerning a petty embezzler.

You're going after nobler prey this time, aren't you?

I hope we agree on that key matter...

That it was left in the doll's pocket and later fell out.

Quite possibly.

I'd like to get hold of that doll. It's police business, unless...

Are you sure Agneta herself didn't put it there?

Absolutely!

I know someone thinks so, but it's not that complicated between us.

Where is she tonight, anyway?

I don't know exactly. She said she was going for a walk.

-Alone? -Yes, I think so...

-Is that wise?

Maybe I should've told you. But it's nothing unusual about it.

Speaking of doctor Ek... I'm sure he's reliable-

-but did you know he uses hypnosis for treatment?

-You mean he's a quack?

-Maybe not, but hypnosis is hardly accepted medical treatment.

Excuse me, I saw the light was on. Is something the matter?

-We were discussing the demolition. -Why don't you just burn it down?

Do you think so?

Lets go back to the house... I'm worried for Agneta

We can't do anything here anyway.

Just a moment...

What...? Trying to scare me to death?

-May a cold ghost warm itself? -Sure.

-But you have to be black. -Black? Oh, chess.

-Oh dear, it's been fifteen years... -Excellent! Whisky?

Agneta?

Eva's necklace...

Hello...?

Hello? Doctor Ek speaking... Hello...

-Eva's necklace... -She screamed and fainted.

Remove it!

Help her to her room, Maria.

Fast asleep...

She asked me for sleeping pills. She's upset, poor thing.

-So what do you think? -Either there never was a necklace-

-or else...

It all depends on how much you dare to trust Helen.

Do you recognise that necklace?

It belongs to the family. Eva got it from her mother.

-Where is it supposed to be now? -In the crypt-

-around the neck of Eva's corpse. -Can you open the coffin?

-That's part of your planning here? -Coming along?

That's strange... This is where it used to hang.

Maria?

Where's the key to the crypt?

Doesn't Hillman know?

-Behind the painting. -Katarina...

-It didn't figure that out... -No.

-Seen enough? -Yes, thank you.

-So Helen must be imagining...

Looks like it. What does Roger mean to Agneta?

Why should he mean anything at all? That would be the irony of fate.

Von Schšffer and Agneta Lundberg... That'd mean he'd end up as owner-

-of Stortuna manor and have all that money.

-Will you buy me a whisky? -I'd love to.

Thank you, mr detective.

What was that?

I was out for a walk, and...

I heard a scream, and...

And the light was on in here...

Hey, Freddy! Look over there. The inspector...

Algren... Now, that's enough, or they'll make a laughing stock of me.

What's to laugh about? You do some decent work instead!

Auntie. Choosing between the tap and the cap, I prefer the cap.

Hello, Algren! So you too are here already...

What a place, eh? You have to serve yourself.

Any news on the murder?

I heard a man named "Freddy" was out prowling when it all happened.

Me?! Who said so? If so I was on the look-out.

For what? A murdering ghost, a ghostly murderer or just women?

Shh! Sonja is so damn sensitive right now.

I won't snitch. You take care of the dishes!

Oh, miss Bergstedt. Come here a second.

Lets be frank and play it straight: -I saw you out again last night!

And I saw you. Don't make it a habit! You could end up in danger.

"Habit"...

"Danger"...

Yes, I understand you're busy at the clinic, so I won't keep you, doctor.

-Thank you, officer. Goodbye. -Goodbye.

So, miss Agneta Lundberg, tell us about it!

I sensed someone was in my room last night, but all I know for sure-

-is what Maria told me.

-Why would I kill my own mother? -Noone's said you did. We just...

You should ask why she didn't tell Torbjšrn that Hillman is a detective.

Didn't tell me...? That's childish! Noone knew he is.

Weren't you quite close? About the key to the crypt, for example...

-We thought it very wise.

Who's to gain from putting both of Lundberg's heirs out of the way?

Only one - the last von Schšffer.

I advise you to take a closer look into Vilhelm Lundberg's will.

Then lets look into something else...

My poor sisters suicide note, from the night she drowned herself.

-Noone's witnessed her signature. -Why witness a note? It's no will.

"...another loss, two persons on the manor should know of."

-What does that mean? -Torbjšrn knows...

He flirted with Eva but left her.

Of course. It was Helen who inherited the manor.

It was Helen all the time. That thing with Eva...

I had to hide my affair with Helen while Vilhelm lived.

Gentlemen, please!

Don't take things in your own hands! Instead let me ask you something:

How come Hillman found you leaning over Helen's dead body-

-just minutes after her death?

-Roger... -But I've already told you once!

I was out for a walk, saw the light, went in and found her, that's all.

-I was just seconds before Hillman. -Do you recognise this?

-No, what is it? -Oh, so you don't...

Is it really true that noone recognises it?

Well...?

Stop it!!

Freddy!

Haven't you found the mattress yet? It's in the back of the closet.

You have to sleep in miss Agneta's room tonight.

It's understandable. Poor thing. Loose her mother like that...

Freddy! In the back of the closet!

Selma said things would happen. So what to think of the White Lady?

-This is all I found. -But that's the wedding bolster...

She can't have that. I'll show you.

I want to get away from here.

I don't want to see any more.

Come in.

-I need to talk to you. -Yes...

You see, that piece of cloth Helen was holding in her hand when...

-...when she... -When she was murdered?

-Yes, when she was murdered... -You recognise it, don't you?

It was... it was from miss Eva's wedding dress.

The one she never got to use. And I don't know, but...

She said to me she wanted to be shrouded in it for her burial.

Don't leave the inn tonight!

-Leave your coffee and come along! -Is something going on?

Yes, lets see if we can get things going.

-Are you going to see Sonja again? -No, to Maria.

The inn... Yes, were preparing the bed now.

Yes, I'll call for her.

-If you're after Maud Bergstedt... -No. The business with her is this:

She was gullible and payed what a fiance had embezzled, but I still-

-had to frame him to save my client. -No wonder she's angry.

Hello. Yes...

I'm alright... That's nice of you.

I never told the police why, I was out walking all night.

I said goodbye to everything here. I thought of leaving it.

I'd started playing a game. A rather mean game.

And then it became serious.

Roger, I'm so glad you called me. I didn't know what to think.

I'm sorry. Where are you now?

In the manor house. In the hall to be precise.

-Agneta?! -Yes...

I'm standing by the window looking down over the pavilion.

Roger, what is it? What do you see?

I'll call you back. There's something going on down there...

Hello? Roger...

I knew something was going on. Now I'll get her...

Oh no, you don't!

Don't be silly! This is serious. Now I'll catch her... red handed.

And Hillman will beg to have me back as assistant.

But you can't handle her. Let me do it for you.

Hurry up!

-The wedding dress... -I'm not superstitious, but-

-I wouldn't dare come here alone.

-Are you sure this really is Eva von Schšffer?

They say so...

Roger?

Roger?

Agneta!

Agneta... Agneta, dear.

-She tried to claw my eyes out. -Who?!

She tried to claw my eyes out...

-Go fetch Hillman! -What will you do, then?

Don't ask! I'll follow the ghost.

No, not that way. This way, past the crypt.

Go!

No...

Oh my!

There she is.

Help!!

Freddy! Where are you?

I have her!

The White Lady!

You go on searching! It's not there.

I've destroyed it.

The thought didn't occur to you, did it?

You didn't believe I had a will of my own.

Your power over me is gone now, Simon.

Now it's my hatred that's telling me what to do.

You look scared, Simon.

You're not afraid of me, are you?

I've done everything you told me to.

Done all of your tricks... with the doll, the wreath and the necklace.

But your eyes can't command me anymore.

I have killed... with my bare hands.

You've gone to far.

You have killed as well. You made Eva drown herself.

You made her write that note.

Now I know what you wanted. Now I know...

Don't look at me! Your eyes don't control me anymore.

I'm free!

I'm going to take revenge.

You do not want revenge.

You don't want...

...anything at all.

It's over...

...now.

It's nice...

...to die, Eivor.

You want to drown yourself...

...drown yourself in the swamp, Eivor.

Help!

Help me!

She ran towards the mine hole and on the edge she turned to scream:

-"Never! I'll never give up alive!" And her laughter froze my blood.

I ran to catch her, but just as I got there, she jumps.

Hearing the body hit the rocks was horrific.

-This is very strange! -What?! What is it?!

-It's only a doll! -A doll?!

I assure you, I thought I heard...

"Never. I'll never give up alive." I see how it made your blood freeze.

Idiot!

-Don't mind him. He's just mean. -Sonja, I assure you I heard...

It doesn't matter. You're just imaginative.

-I am?! -Oh, yes very. A detective must be...

But I can't look Hillman in the eyes again.

Listen, Freddy, I've got something to tell you.

-No more surprises, please. -Come on!

Go fetch Hillman, please. I'll be okay soon. Hurry up!

...that my possessions and what I henceforth could receive-

-after my death will fall to doctor Simon Ek, Stortuna.

Eva von Schšffers signature is witnessed by...

-It fits perfectly. -It's the same as on Eva's dress.

Nurse Eivor was very thorough.

Do you really think Eivor did this? Unbelievable!

She murdered Eva and would have Agneta too, if not for Roger.

The failed expectations was her motive.

Helen and Agneta Lundberg got the manor she had hopes for.

It's true that she received 40,000 crowns as compensation-

-but what could make up for failed expectations...

Her hatred grew. She wanted revenge.

She used the old legend and became The Lady in White.

The doll was left in the mine hole, but stuck on a ledge half way down.

With wreath, necklace and all she conjured a ghostly feeling-

-to lure people to the old pavilion, a place fit for her ends.

And we've just seen the epilogue...

Eivor...?

No...

-I don't understand... -Why so implausible?

You too don't like my conclusions?

Your rhetorical skill is excellent-

-but is "suicide" really the right word to describe Eivor's death?

Not satisfied? Me neither.

Let's discuss that little word "suicide".

-What do you think? -I'm overwhelmed...

I don't know what to say, Auntie. So much money...

We can and want to help you get your own business started.

We had doubts, but maybe you're not as unstable as you may seem.

Sonja, did you...?

Me?! No, me and aunt Julia just had a little chat together.

Swell! You're real bricks both of you, aunt Julia and Selma.

-Now, you just wait and see. -I don't think she should wait.

Read that paper through! Thoroughly!

It's worth reading - more than once.

It says here I'll get the money when the two of us are married.

-How strange... -Pardon me...?

How wonderful, that is.

Julia made that a condition, to make sure you'd settle down.

She didn't think so, did she?

I couldn't get her to change it, although i tried.

You did, did you? Why?

Else it would seem that I...

Listen! Do you know what this looks like?

It looks like I'm willing, doesn't it?

"Willing"?! It looks like romance scam.

My men are ready. But what do you expect?

Ek holding a seance doesn't affect this matter. It's hardly criminal.

That's my problem. I only want to prove my theory.

The threat to Agneta must be dealt with.

-It's all at your expense. -Okay.

Where to draw the line between parapsychology and spiritism?

At the threshold between life and death perhaps?

Dear friends!

Some scientists think this line doesn't exist anymore.

The will to live, doesn't withhold our experiment any longer.

Maria...

You are sleeping.

Your sleep gets deeper and deeper.

But you can hear what I say.

And you can answer my questions.

Yes.

You are amongst the dead, Maria.

What do you see?

They're shadows...

...but still not shadows.

They're humans.

They're crowding together.

They want to talk to me.

Sink deeper, Maria.

Deeper... deeper...

Soon you'll wake up...

...but not until I tell you to wake up.

Sink deeper...

Deeper...

What do you see?

I see...

I see a swamp...

I see a woman struggling to brake free...

Eivor!!

She's coming.

She's close.

She wants to bring you along.

Simon!!

Get back!

Go to your grave!

Why are you scared, Simon?

Because you drove her to death to win her earthly possessions?

The power of your hypnosis isn't that great. Eva wanted to die.

No.

Eva wanted to live...

...but I made her love death.

And you want to live...

...but I made you turn around and drown yourself in the swamp.

That's how great my hypnotic power is.

That's how great I am.

That is how great I am.

Go back to the kingdom of the dead.

Go back!

There are no supermen, Simon.

That's what he looked like, the man known as Simon Ek.

But what was his motive in this ever growing madness?

You already know about the two wills:

If the lady of the manor and her daughter would die or move away-

-Stortuna manor would fall back to Eva and Roger von Schšffer.

And since Eva was dead, her share would fall to doctor Ek.

Nurse Eivor was his willing tool.

I can't judge wether doctor Ek is an exception, but let's hope so.

By abusing his hypnotic power, he drove two women to death.

-Good day. -Good day!

Hurry up! The wedding starts any minute now.

-There won't be any without you. -What?

Hurry up anyway. Before Sonja's hypnotic power over me ends.

-Don't worry! -"Worry"? Nonsense!

John! Here.

"Worry"...

John!

Please, don't tell your friends how this happened.

Freddy!

John?!

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