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The following story is based on real events.

Names and details have been changed.

Mor.

Mor

Mor!

Mor.

Mother, mother!

Mor!

Mother, mother.

Mother, mother!

Mor!

-So... -What are you doing?

I'll tell you later. Go to mother's cottage. To grandma's.

-But why? - Now just do as I say.

-Wait outside. Why? - I'll tell you later.

What have you done?!

It is the 10th of October 2014.

The time is 07:27.

Hi! Come on in.

What happened?

I've been in fights.

Shit!

With whom?

I do not know. It was...

Just some idiots.

- Poles, I think. -Okay.

Guest workers... I don't know...

But it went well enough, because I took down all three.

Yes. It was good.

Then I just drove around all night and then I thought about you and…

We better put a bandage on that.

But it needs to be cleaned first.

Does it feel good that way?

- I'm just so furious. -I can understand that.

I should have killed them.

I could easily have done that. Just killed them.

And smashed their heads.

I'm sorry it's become so sad.

It's alright.

Just keep your hand still.

Such.

Marcus?

Marcus?

The breakfast is ready.

-Is this Myra? -Yes.

Sweet!

You really made a nice room for her.

Much nicer than Sanna's.

Thanks, but shouldn't we eat? I made scrambled eggs...

If anything comes up between us, just know-

-that I will treat your daughter completely as my own.

I make no difference. She is just as important.

It was good.

And.

Everybody hates me.

- No... It doesn't fit, does it? - Yeah.

No!

Everyone doesn't hate you.

I do not hate you.

Do you not?

No, of course I don't.

Are you sure?

Yes. I would never hate you.

Never ever.

No matter what you do or…

...what you have done.

- This just tastes so good. -It was good.

It does. Sanna has never done it so well.

-She hasn't? -No, never.

I'm breaking up with her.

To have? Why?

It's just because...

The spark is like gone.

Everything is just...

- We haven't had sex for half a year. -Of!

-Yes, off. - Off, yes...

-You have your needs. - Yes, you have.

And...

But is it so wise?

If Bengt is found, she will come...

So what?

- Then she inherits a lot of money. -And?

- Do you think I'm after the money? -No not at all.

Bengt thought so. That I got together with Sanna for the money.

-Oh really? -Yes.

The old idiot! He deserves...

I would never go after money.

No, I don't think so, either.

You don't seem like one at all.

So how do I work?

I do not know. Such...

Passionate, maybe.

-Yes I am. -I can imagine.

-Incredibly passionate. -Yes.

Not like Sanna.

How is she then?

Bored, sad, angry...

-Okay. - A cottage.

You know I had to drive her to the psych ward?

Is that right? What happened?

She just broke down. Couldn't do more.

-What was it about? -What do you mean?

It may be about Bengt and his disappearance.

What's wrong?

It's just something with the stomach.

-Is everything alright? -Yes.

-Are you sure? -Yes.

-What is it? -Nothing.

What do you mean by "nothing"?

No, it's chia seeds.

They contain antioxidants and everything possible healthy. They are good for the stomach.

I've never met someone like you.

Who can do so much.

You are just so smart.

So.

I think about you all the time.

I'm crazy about you.

-Mm... -Do you like me?

And...

It's just a bit complicated right now.

You have Sanna, and I'm looking for Bengt.

It would be really good if it got sorted out before you and I...

...starting something.

I think you know something…

-...about Bengt's disappearance... -I'm going to the toilet.

Look, Astrid. There are chanterelles. There.

Se!

The.

Marcus?

Marcus?

Don't you want more to eat?

Shouldn't we talk together instead?

Hear...

I think you know something about Bengt.

And I think you will tell me about it.

Now you sound like the police.

I'm not the police, Marcus.

I am the manager of Missing People.

If you tell me where Bengt is, I can like...

...come to find him.

Then it's over. All that annoying.

I just need to know where Bengt is.

I don't even care how he got there.

And that all evidence and such has been destroyed a long time ago.

The DNA... It gets destroyed after such a long time.

-Do you think so? -Yes.

I have read a lot about this sort of thing.

And talked to the police when we searched.

I know it is so.

Okay.

I don't know anything about Bengt...

You are lying!

When you are burdened by something, it always helps to talk about it.

You will feel much better afterwards.

Then we can put everything behind us and start fresh.

Look ahead instead.

Then we could do something about the farm we were talking about.

Don't you want that?

You and I.

-Now tell me, Marcus... -I'm going to the toilet. Stop!

Don't tell me what to do. No one should!

-Sorry... -Neither you, Sanna, father. None!

Everyone has to decide on me all the time.

Say what I must, what I must, what I can, who I am...

That's how it's been all my life...

Why is that so?

Why can't one decide over one's own life?

I'm not stupid. Everyone always thinks so, but I'm not.

I am smart. I am strong, I am kind, I can do anything.

But no one sees that.

I see you.

Sanna tried to kill Bengt with the forestry machine out in the forest.

By running him over.

But she didn't dare.

She got cold feet. That's how she is with that sort of thing. She says so much.

So she asked me for help with... With Bengt.

At first I didn't want to, but she just kept going.

Finally, I couldn't bear to listen to her anymore, so…

Then I went there.

It's not that far, so I went there in the middle of the night.

Then Sanna let me in and...

...then I went up the stairs to...

...to the bedroom.

He woke up just before I shot.

He looked so surprised. Like, "There you stand with a shotgun."

And then...good night!

- Ear! - I, listen.

Bang, it said. Blood splattered all over the wall. And the head...

The sickest thing was the eye...

One eye just hung down the side like this.

It was so sticky! I will never forget that.

I still dream about it.

Then what happened?

What do you mean?

With the body.

Yes, we dug it up.

Where?

About 50 meters out in the field.

Can you show me where it is?

Yes of course.

I just need to go to the bathroom.

...the stairs to the...bedroom.

He woke up just before I shot. He just looked at me.

Like: There you are with a shotgun.” And then…

Don't you want to come in?

No thanks. Like I said, I just wanted to get dad's watch.

Are you sure? Don't you want to see Astrid? She misses you.

I do not have time.

Do you have the watch?

-What are you going to use it for? -As a memory.

He was wearing it when you came home after your graduation. Do you remember that?

Mm.

He was so proud. I don't think you understand how proud he was.

-You only saw the bad side. -You only saw the good.

It can be.

Men...

I guess that's how people are.

They have several pages.

Can't you stay here?

Why?

I do not want to be alone.

Where is Marcus then?

He has left. We broke up with each other.

I won't be alone if he comes back.

If so, I want to know what happened.

With what?

With father. If you tell me, I'll stay.

What do you mean?

Can you show me that?

Marcus?

And.

This is the farm...

And you said that you and Sanna buried Bengt in the field.

Is this the one behind the house?

Or is it the one lying here?

Can't we just watch a movie?

No, show me now on the map so we can get this over with.

It's here somewhere.

It must be absolutely accurate.

Okay then...

There is the fence...

There is the tree...

Okay.

The.

About 1.5 meters underground.

There is Bengt.

But why are you leaving?

I said I had to meet a friend to train.

I promised that.

-Is it a boy or a girl? -What have you got?

Your friend. Is it a boy or a girl?

A girl. Hannah.

And...

So damn answer!

Hallo!

-Yes? - I have to talk to Thomas Andersson!

- Visiting hours are between 11 and 15. -No, lock me in! It's urgent!

Yes, what is it about?

And then Sanna let me in, and then…

...I went up the stairs to the...

...to the bedroom and...

He woke up just before I shot. It was so sick.

He looked very surprised. "There you stand with a shotgun."

And then...good night!

- Ear! - I, listen.

Bang, it said. Blood splattered all over the wall.

And the head... The sickest thing was the eye...

One eye just hung down the side like this...

It was so sticky!

I'll never forget it. I still dream about it.

Then what happened?

With what?

With the body. What did you do with it?

Yes, we dug it up.

The.

-What? - There lies the body. Right there.

1.5 meters underground.

Darn it!

Bon appetite.

Hi.

They're waiting in there.

Don't you want to come in?

Yes, of course you should.

- No, I'll wait here. -Are you sure?

Yes, now go in there.

Okay.

See you later.

- Staffan? -And.

Tanja, we want to thank you for everything you have done.

Because you found Bengt so we could have an end to it.

And that the people who have done this have...

That these horrible people got their punishment.

Yes exactly. And we want to thank you for that. Thank you very much, Tanja!

And then we all think you should have something.

However, we could not agree on what it should be.

So we have made a small collection that you must have.

Thank you.

It's not much, but... Well, at least it's something.

So.

-Hi. Are you going to play? -Yes, Matador.

- Can I join? -Of course. Come on.

Sanna!

- There is a telephone. -Who is it?

An internal call from the Tidaholms institution.

In...

...Marcus Tingström.

-Marcus? - Yes, namely. Marcus Tingström.

We you talk to him?

-No. -Okay.

THE COUPLE CONDUCTED FOR THE MURDER OF GÖRAN LUNDBLAD, 63 YEARS OLD

TANJA SOLVED THE MURDER OF GÖRAN FOR THE POLICE

- Tanya Thorell. - Hello, Tanya.

I am calling from the Tidaholms institution.

We have an inmate who wants to talk to you.

-Okay. -Marcus Tingström.

Do you accept the call?

Yes. Yes, that's fine.

-Hello? -Hi.

Hi, it's me. So, Marcus.

Yes I know.

What are you doing?

Nothing really. I cook a little.

Yes... And how are you doing otherwise? How are you?

It's going very well.

-What about you? - Yes, I'm fine.

-Tell. - Tell me about what?

-Everything. -Everything?

And.

Yes, where do I begin?

I don't know where to start.

Translation: Anne-Mette Bang LinQ Media Group