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AUTUMN 1995

I have to go. It was great seeing you.

Have a good time.

Hey.

Bye. Thanks for tonight. - Bye, Sofia.

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She's been in lots of different places.

In the woods? - Position 1. Position 2.

The grass has been trampled here. Women's gloves and a pearl.

Three meters from the body we found her belt buckle.

Everything was done carefully.

Her clothes were cut, not torn.

Her panties were cut in half in order to expose the abdomen.

So were her shirt and bra.

I think the killer has returned to the site.

We found an ID card, a students' discount card and two beer cans, Pripps Blue brand, extra strong.

Everything too close to the bike path to be connected with the murder.

Also a small stain, which could be semen. - Where was it?

On her jacket but too little for a DNA test.

Is it related to the attacks in Näsby and Gamlegården?

We can't say yet, we're working in concentric circles from outside inwards.

Erik, what you got? - The Night Hikers Association patrol.

Every night? Good.

We must get results as soon as possible. All vacations are suspended.

Does it count as overtime? I don't have a manager paycheck.

All quiet outside. Nothing happened.

Do you have people for the next shift? I'd be happy to do another round.

Feels good to do something. - It does.

Veronika, will you take a turn with Bengt? - Of course, I'd love to.

Ok, we split up then.

I met a very sweet lady at the grocery store.

She thought I was her granddaughter. She was pretty confused.

- HUNT FOR A MURDERER -

PART 2

I really wish I could help. This is awful.

I have a cousin who lived next door to the Nilsson family.

I felt for them. No one should go through something like that.

Is it because we joined EU? - I don't think so.

A few days ago, a woman was found murdered in Kristianstad.

Local residents are in shock. Our reporter is on site.

East Skåne is in shock. The murderer is still at large.

Fear is spreading, while Helén Nilsson's murder comes back to everyone's mind.

I'm here with Ammie Jansson. - These things shouldn't happen.

I'm scared to death, I don't go out in the evening anymore.

The investigation is led by Per-Åke Åkesson...

Nice photo, it must be old.

Shall we bring in Sofia's boyfriend again? - No, he's been here 4 times.

I've checked his sex habits, ex girlfriends, we have nothing to hold him.

There's this one: Jan Ström. He's has a history of violence against women. Drinks and gets violent.

I don't know what to say. All I know is I went to Kostigen...

...and I heard a growl, like when a fox grabs a hare.

What did you do after the pub and before you went home?

I don't know, I just know I went to Kostigen.

Have you murdered Sofia Jansson? - I honestly don't know.

He took her right there, so close to us.

You need a ride home? - No, I have my car right here.

I have a migraine and Alvedon is not helping. Feels better if we talk.

ONE YEAR LATER

I'm working tomorrow night.

Bye.

Elisabeth Jönsson has disappeared.

A co-worker tried to call her when she didn't show up.

35, no children. Her boyfriend can't reach her either.

I'll ask Tony to check her house.

Chewing gum. "Big Red".

There's one shoelace missing. - Right boot, no shoelace.

Fibers of what could be a quilt, a blanket or something similar.

Tire marks. Someone drove in from Fjälkestadsvägen, backed out and drove away.

Might have someone who got lost.

Bed slats are broken, sign of a violent struggle.

An earring, a broken hanger... surely there's been a fight.

What do you think?

I can't help but think of Sofia Jansson.

We keep fucking missing him.

Elisabet! - Elisabet!

Elisabet!

The estate is right by, someone must have seen something.

People don't dare to talk.

They hire seasonal workers, they will have a list.

What do we need her for? These types rather talk to men.

I'm not sure about that.

Look at them flee.

Daily wages are back. We're in the 30's again.

Are you the foreman? - That's right.

Erik Johansson. Police.

Sven-Göran. - Bengt.

We'd like a look around. - Start from here.

I'd like to see a list of your workers, even temporaries.

Sure but some have only worked hours. I'm not sure they're listed.

You got info on all of them, don't you? - Yes, many live in our housings.

What about the tents? A little too cold at this time of year.

We just got here. They promised us jobs till next February...

...but now they're letting us go and I don't know why.

Do you live here permanently? - Yes, I live in the official housing.

How was Christmas? - Plenty of "Jingle Bells". What about yours?

Nothing special.

Happy new year. - Thanks, to you too.

Nice sweater. Burgundy is the color of the year. - Sweet.

I made no progress at all. - I have an interesting tip.

A woman who lived near Elisabet said that a man in a black car, maybe a Saab,

...stopped and asked for water for the car engine.

Did she see the plates? - No, it was already too dark to see.

I've talked again to that farm worker, Bengt Karlsson.

He's got an unusual way to answer questions.

Bring him in, make it look like a formality.

Hi, you can come this way.

I started at 4 in the morning and stopped around lunch time.

Then I fixed my car and went to Näsby for shopping.

Then what? - Some housekeeping, watched TV, biked around the farm...

You saw anything special while riding your bike?

Olof Nylén drove by me once in his car.

Bengt says Olof drove by him ONCE, but Olof said TWICE.

When Nylén was on his way there and then again when he was on his way back.

By then Bengt was passed Elisabet's house.

Also, Nylén has an older brother whose task is to light up the boiler.

But when he came, the night Elisabet disappeared, Bengt had already done it.

Now we focus entirely on Bengt. Records, girlfriends...

Everything can be important.

Pelle said to take it home.

All of it?? - Yes.

You think a body would fit in here? - I doubt it.

Pelle, look at this.

Bengt is a Night Hiker. He was one of the most active after the murder of Sofia Jansson.

They call him "Kind Bengt" 'cause he always helps around.

He's also a well-trained welder.

Anything we can bring him in for? - Only minor debts.

Keep digging.

Johansson. - Sven-Göran, from Odensberga.

You were looking for something unusual? Bengt has scrapped his car.

Search every scrapyard, we must have that car.

Do you have a blue Saab 900? - Saab? I had one last summer.

I have a couple of Mercor too. Come and I'll show you.

This was a damn good car. - That was a while ago.

Hey! Don't squash that car!

Says who? - Me.

I'm used to be pointed out in situations like this.

I drank a lot back in 76 - 77.

I was 15 or 16 and harassed a few girls. I'm still paying for that.

I was sent to a shrink in Lund then to a foster family in Hörby.

About the Wednesday before Christmas, why were you out cycling?

I needed fresh air... to clear my thoughts.

I usually ride my bike at night and collect jars.

I look in trash cans and bins. A little extra money.

Were you out on your car that night? - I don't remember.

It was the same night Elisabet disappeared.

If you want to charge me come up with some real evidence.

I may have been out but I was back home at 9. That's when "The X-Files" starts.

Your story doesn't match the information we have.

Someone saw you. - Then they must have done it. This is my story.

Her method is exciting.

She makes them go through what they've done step by step.

Very original...

Bengt, have you thought carefully about what happened on Wednesday, December 20?

Think about the bike ride. How was it like?

I've already told you that.

Olof says he saw you cycling there and back. That's not what you said.

Then one of us must be lying.

You must know if you're lying. - I am not.

What do you know about Elisabet? - I know nothing special.

The Nylén brothers called her "The Countess".

She used to go out with the scion of a noble family.

Can you search Bengt Karlsson's house? - Dammit, I'm snowed under as it is.

Come on, Tony, we can't hold him forever. - I'm gonna need a patrol car then.

There two cars right outside! - It must be officially requested.

Take your own car then. - No private cars on duty.

Take mine, it's right out.

He was arrested for raping a prostitute.

Good job, Monica. You will break him.

What the hell!

Construction in the corner office. Berg wasn't happy with the view.

Wasn't he?

Hey, Bengt! Look what we just found!

Where do they come from? - Näsby. Laundry room.

Do lingerie turn you on? Try if you want.

Feel them or whatever.

I like to walk around with it... on me.

You destroyed all my work in a second!

I took a chance, sometimes you have to. But I see what you're saying.

Well, I'm glad you do!

All these murders mean we have a serial killer on the loose?

Nothing points to that. - Did you find Elisabet's body?

We can't go into details. - We have no body and we consider every lead.

We ask you to keep your eyes open but we're also aware...

...that a flood of suspects and tips of all sorts will not benefit the investigation.

Therefore, it would be helpful if you didn't mention we haven't found the body.

We have to write something! Why are we here if we can't write anything?!

Don't disprove me in public! - You had just disproved me.

I'm the boss here and this is a hierarchical organization!

What the hell is that? - It's Gunilla.

You promised her a new office chair.

We bring the news from the night and early morning.

It's been a messy New Year's night, with fires, brawls and drunkenness all around Malmö.

Many burglaries were also committed.

Broken bed slats.

Chewing gum, "Big Red". Shoelace missing...

Fibers from a quilt or a blanket or something similar...

We arrest him. - The evidence is plenty.

He must have killed Sofia too. He lived in Näsby back then.

He sure unsettles me. - We can arrest him but how long can we hold him?

If we leave him, he may lead us to her body.

You forgot this. - Thanks.

You must really miss your patrolling days.

I don't have the kids tonight.

You can sleep over.

Tonight I can't. Maybe another time. - Ok.

He turned to Lingenäset.

He seems to be heading for the nature reserve.

No, he changed his mind.

Pelle, we have to talk. - About service cars? That's alright.

I know nothing about that, I have a problem with one of your detectives.

Really? Who? - Jesper Larsson.

He never documents his interrogatories. He just talks.

I have no use for that. - I'm pulling him out then.

Anything else I should know?

Your investigation is draining a lot of resources. Just so you know...

Also, someone's wondering why you're not attending management meetings in Malmö.

Larsson.

A shoelace. Sure the one missing from the boot.

One earring is also missing. - Missing earring...

The left earring is just like the one we found in the bedroom.

The setting reminds of Sofia Jansson in Kostigen.

I have stomach problems.

You won't feel better until you get rid of what's causing it.

What are you thinking about, Bengt? - The anxiety...

Let's talk about you and Elisabet. - What's to talk about?

You know what I mean, Bengt. You're suspected of murdering her.

Was it murder?

In this case, I want a lawyer.

It felt like he wanted to spit on me. - That's not how a police officer should behave.

You did the same out in the yard. You didn't greet me.

You should when you're visiting someone.

I apologize for that. You deserve to be treated with respect, just like anyone else.

We're all allowed to make mistakes. Sometimes you just can't help it.

Life sometimes treats you bad and you may need to blow off some steam.

But if you're really willing to change, you must get rid of all the bad thoughts.

I can't take this anymore... I want to talk to my lawyer alone.

Questioning suspended at 2.42.

I sat up last night, thinking of how it feels to kill someone and...

I thought about what you said to me,

about how things can go wrong...

...because of things that happened in the past and...

That's it...

I killed her.

I admit it... I've murdered Elisabet.

Now that it's out, tell us exactly what happened.

It was inside the house... Elisabet's house.

When was it? - That night... Wednesday night.

I'll go step by step.

I've strangled her. - How did you do it?

At first with my hands... then I used a clothesline.

Where did you get it? - I always carry it in my jacket.

I don't know why I did it, I just clicked.

I wrapped her inside a bedsheet and put her in my car.

At first I didn't know what to do so I just drove around.

Then I got to a place where I used to live so I hid her in the bushes and went home.

How did you feel after? - I didn't put too much thought into it.

It came to me so quick... "this is how you should do it, this is how it works!"

It was just like that.

"Now she's there and now she's..."

I felt nothing... I strangled her.

Now I don't know why I did it. It was like... go figure what.

Can you give yourself an explanation? - I can't.

It must be something wrong... in my past.

Have you felt this anxiety for a long time?

All throughout my life, give or take.

I've been receiving lots of letters from those I owed money to.

I didn't mean that kind of anxiety. - No, of course not...

You said something had gone wrong. - Of course, otherwise you don't do such things.

No, 'cause it's not a natural act.

Also, such things are not usually single episodes.

So now you must come completely clean.

One can be mistreated. - I don't know what it was.

You need help to find out what happened and to change your behavior.

I don't wanna go on like this. - Things have happened in your past.

I don't know why I did those rapes... it's empty inside my head...

You'd like to tell me something else? Other names?

No. - Now you've opened the box.

Why not take everything off your chest?

I wanna do it one piece at a time. Talking is good but it's hard.

Rape, assault. Rope, string, knife or other tools.

1986.

Attempted rape. Kristianstad, Bockeboda.

1988. Rape. Knife. Halmstad, Furet.

1990. Prostitute, Malmö. Gun. Not sure of the year.

1995. Sofia, Kristianstad. Knife. Belt.

1996. Elisabet. Kristianstad. Odensberga farm.

Belt... no, clothesline.

I thought of it and it's Sofia you wanna hear about.

Sofia Jonsson... I acted automatically.

A bit like Elisabet.

Something in my body just made me...

Something in the back of my mind tells me to...

What do you hear in your head when that happens?

I don't know... it's just like this thought... "woman equals rape".

There's no better way to describe it... "woman" equals "rape".

It's all over my body, it's like...

...a restlessness... a desire... an urge...

Not even about sex... it's stronger than sex.

He told me about a prostitute in Malmö.

He did beat her, left her on the ground and drove away.

Left her dead? - He says he doesn't know.

Here are some unsolved cases that may also be related to Bengt Karlsson.

Petra Löv was found naked and strangled in a cemetery in Göteborg.

Ramona Andersson, prostitute, worked at Falkenberg's when Bengt was working there too.

That prostitute, could she be Jannica Ekblad?

Helén Nilsson. What was Bengt doing when she was abducted?

He was working as a guard in Halmstad but he bought a farm in Hörby the following year.

The same place his foster home was, where he was taught to be a farmer.

I don't remember doing anything to Heléna or Jannica.

But my memory is... I can't be completely sure.

Are you afraid you killed them too? - You can't really rule out anything.

In general, a life is a life but a child...

I don't think I could harm a child... but I can't be sure.

You can't tell what's lurking in the back of my head.

So lonely... can't stand it... ashamed...

Don't look any further... I've done both.

Helén laid facing the road, Jannica facing Hässleholm.

I'm unforgivable. I'm 20 years old.

ENGLISH SUBS BY BARISHNIKOV