THE HUNTERS
English subtitles by Alan Rees WORDS AB, Malmö
At this time we should remember
that justice was Axel's lodestar.
We who are older will always recall him as he was in his prime:
A real bastard!
Cheers!
Hello, Erik.
To hell with it! Cheers!
Cheers, Erik.
After waiting over three hours I saw this enormous elk.
He had huge antlers!
The range must have been 270 metres. Are you listening?
I took aim and was about to fire when the bugger walked away!
All I could see was his bum!
You can't shoot an elk in the arse from 250 metres!
May we see the scar?
Come on, Erik, show us the scar!
- The scar! - Come on, brother!
Show us the scar! Let's see the scar! Show us the scar!
Leif!
You nearly died, eh?
A toast to the scar!
So long, Erik! It's great to have you back!
Look after yourself! You're a bloody good fellow!
To Dad!
What a bloody difference!
When Helena took the kids and got a divorce, nobody cared.
Up here all the lads turn up...
- It's fantastic! - Well, the drinks were on us!
I'm tired of people who don't care.
I'm moving back home. My kids will soon be grown up.
- I've had enough of all that! - What?
There's a job going up here. If I get it, I'm moving back home.
- What the hell are you saying? - I'm coming home, if there's room.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Will the kids visit you before term starts?
No. They're off to Greece with Helena and her new bloke.
I'm glad you were chosen rather than an outsider.
I've never had to lock my bike before! What are things coming to?
Fill in this form. Hand it in to reception before you go.
- Nilsson, this is Erik Bäckström. - Pleased to meet you. Welcome.
This is Lasse Bengtsson. - Erik Bäckström is joining us.
You two will be working together.
This is the duty list.
Per-Olof Blind phoned this morning.
There's been some more poaching.
Go and check it out. I don't want any more newspaper articles.
MORE REINDEER-POACHING WHAT ARE THE POLICE DOING?
"I always report poaching to the police and yet it continues."
"Are the police turning a blind eye?"
"Well, it's just a few reindeer and we're only Lapps."
They must have died a few days ago.
It can't have been more than a week ago in this heat.
Here they are: five... six... seven of them.
- Bloody poachers! - How do you know it was poachers?
It must have been - unless someone scared them to death!
You'll report that there were seven of them, won't you?
I bet they chose the seven skinniest and did it themselves!
- This is a knife-point. - Let's get back and write a report.
- Shouldn't we look for tracks? - It was someone filling his freezer.
The Lapps always get compensation from the government. Come on!
I've got to pick up my grandchildren. Can you write and file the report?
Here's my signature.
So long. See you tomorrow.
Have you caught anything?
It's a big one!
Hell's bells!
This is freedom, brother!
With a voice like that you could have been an opera-singer.
- You'd have been a prima donna. - I'd have been a poof! No thanks!
Seriously! Remember how Mum wanted you to have singing lessons?
- She changed her mind. - She didn't.
Dad changed it for her.
When you sang, the old ladies in the church became ecstatic!
The old man wasn't impressed.
He wanted you to stay at home and dig ditches and shovel shit.
Did he beat you a lot?
I've always felt bad about leaving you to face it on your own.
But if I'd returned, I'd have started hitting him back.
- I'd have killed the bugger... - Give over.
It's too late to get mawkish.
A thrashing never did anyone any harm. Not me at any rate...
Mint green...?! That's a bit poofy, isn't it?
That's right.
We just need battens for the cupboards now.
I'm Gunnar Söderberg from the local newspaper.
The council have voted you "returnee of the year".
You're a returnee! You'll be called on stage to receive a plaque.
We usually print a supplement and we'd like to have you on the cover.
Not you, Leif. I'd like a photo of Erik on his own.
- How do you want me? - Like that will be just fine.
One more. Thank you. Hold it.
You may not know it, but you're viewed as a hero round here
after killing that robber in Stockholm.
I'm sure our readers would like to hear more...
There's been enough publicity.
Did getting shot scare you in some way?
- Is that why you've moved up here? - He doesn't want to talk about it!
I looked through that file. There were a hell of a lot of reports.
It can't be normal: 15-20 poaching incidents in the past year.
- Hundreds of reindeer have died. - It might sound like a lot.
It evens out over a decade though.
What the hell...?
Hi, Erik!
Getting down to work are you?
- We heard some shots. - It was only us.
We were calibrating the sight.
- And looking out for poachers. - There are lots of elk here.
- We want to hunt them this autumn. - Keep us informed.
Bloody idiot!
- Let us know if you see anything. - Sure. - So long, Erik.
- Say hello to Karin. - I will.
Are you usually free in the middle of the day like this?
I'm not free exactly. I'm off sick. Back trouble y'know...
I hurt my back working in the forest last winter.
What have you got there?
Nothing. Why?
May I have a look?
What's that?
Salt isn't illegal, is it?
That's okay, lads.
So long, Erik. See you around!
It's good to get rid of all that old rubbish!
Since we're painting the exterior why not put a new roof on it?
- Here you are. - Throw it away! What do you think?
How do Tomme and Eilert and the other lads support themselves?
Eilert is on a training course for welders, Tomme is off sick.
Look at that!
You made this for me at school! It made me so happy!
We're not throwing this out!
I'm going to keep it!
Dad would go crazy if he could see us burning everything like this.
We couldn't take anything from that bloody wood-pile!
It was as high as the roof too! He'd say: "It might be useful..."
"...if it gets really cold some time"!
What a skinflint he was!
No thanks.
- Let's go. - You're in no state to drive.
Don't worry, brother. There isn't a policeman for miles.
Come on! We'll go and look at the Filipino girl!
Okay, you drive!
Let's have some fun!
Hello, lads! Did you wet yourselves?
What do you reckon? Four-wheel drive and 143 horsepower!
Come on, Erik! Let's go for a spin!
That's enough boasting! Come and have a beer!
- How can he afford it? - He fiddles his taxes.
Bloody great!
We need more beer!
- It's true! Don't you believe me? - No.
How much did she cost you, Raimo?
- A paraffin lamp. - I told you so!
My treat.
- It's been a while. - Your beard has grown.
How does it feel to leave Wimpville?
- Wimpville...? - Stockholm!
Stockholm isn't worth having!
Look at those stockings!
Britt went mad when I got her some!
She's too fat to get them on now!
She'd have looked like a sausage!
That's good.
May I have a look?
- Who's this for? - Leif.
- Stop it! - Get an eyeful of this, Leif!
- Stop it, or else...! - Or else what?
What were you going to do?
Tell me what you had in mind.
Let me go!
Don't make me angry!
I've got a present for you:
I've an extra pair of those stockings!
Then you can give me a present!
What do you say to that?
- Spit on me, would you?! - Let her go.
- She spat in my face! - Let her go.
Only joking. Okay?
I knowwho she is! I saw her on cable TV!
Three guys at once! I knew I recognised her!
- But you'd already come by then. - No I hadn't!
I want to see your knife.
- It's no joke. Get your knife out. - I don't get you.
Show me your knife!
Are you deaf? Get your knife out!
What the hell do you think you're doing?!
You're trespassing.
- Have you got licences for these? - Give over, Erik!
This smirking arsehole treats me like an idiot!
- Do you think I'm an idiot? - Tomme isn't grinning, he just...
Isn't he? What's that if it isn't a smirk?
Let's go home and forget this.
Like hell! First I'm going to see if he's got a licence for these.
If he hasn't, I'm going to wipe that smirk off his face for good!
Hello. What's going on?
Tomme and his gang are poaching with unlicensed guns.
You're being a bit drastic. That doesn't prove they're poachers.
What does he want a silencer and a night sight for?
Erik...
Erik, listen to me.
We've no major crimes like you're used to in Stockholm.
We have to work closely with the people here.
You're pussyfooting with them and they're laughing at you!
You're wrong.
Hunting and the forest are his life. What happens if you take that away?
What happens if we don't?
You're so bloody stubborn!
Come on, Zorro!
- Hello. Where have you been? - Working.
- What's all this? - A power of attorney.
It's so I can examine all the papers that were kept in the bank.
- Can't we sort this out ourselves? - No.
A third party has to value everything before we can inherit the estate.
Zorro! Come here! Come here, I said!
Get out!
Don't shoot! We haven't done anything!
Open up!
We've been picking blueberries, that's all!
Well, I'm through here.
I'll be in touch in a week or two.
Zorro! Come here! Come here, I said!
Come here!!
Zorro! Come here. Heel!
Come here, Zorro! Come here, I said!
Come here, Zorro! Heel!
Come here I said! Heel!
- Hello. - Hello.
Hello. You were a long time.
What's this building?
The army built it during the war.
I think it belongs to the civil defence now.
- Well, well... - "Well, well..."
What happened to Zorro?
He was disobedient. A disobedient dog is no use in the forest.
There are marrow-bones in it as well: elk-bones.
How come you get so many letters?
I advertise.
Lots of women want to move to the country
and be with "a nature-lover who's romantic and fond of animals."
- "Financially independent farmer..." - That's right!
I get lots of letters when it says that I sing in the church choir.
Let's see what we've got...
She doesn't look too bad.
"Nurse, divorced, two kids..."
Wants to make a new life for herself. Not here, sweetheart!
Forget your missus in Stockholm! See if you want any of these.
They don't know who I am. They won't notice any difference!
I was thinking about the weekend.
Why don't we go fishing again?
No. I haven't got the time.
Enough is enough! This has got to be stopped! Now!
The municipality has convened this meeting
so we can talk about the situation that has arisen.
- Do you want informers? - No.
But we need a change of attitude before this gets out of hand.
We've always tolerated a little poaching
but thanks to the attention of the media, the district risks disgrace.
Are you blaming the media
for this gang of poachers? Have I understood you correctly?
Söderberg! There's no evidence that organised poaching is going on.
Nobody says the poachers are locals.
They might be outsiders.
That's absolute rubbish! This has been going on for years.
They've shot animals worth hundreds of thousands of Kronor.
A reindeer is worth 3,000 Kronor.
An elk is worth 10,000 Kronor. You know that as well as I do!
And what are the police doing? Nothing at all!
It's almost as if you're involved and don't want to do anything!
Shut up, everyone!
I have a proposal. I suggest a reward of 20,000 Kronor
to anyone supplying enough information to catch these poachers!
I valued chattels at 35,000 Kronor
and buildings at 450,000.
450,000? Surely that's too little!
Yes. I wanted to reduce the inheritance tax.
There is a bank loan to pay off
and inheritance tax.
100,000 Kronor goes to a charity:
Children of the District.
- "Children of the District"? - A charity started by your father.
He wanted the recipient to remain anonymous.
- What? Can he do that? - It would seem so.
- What about the forest? - I checked on that.
There is no forest belonging to the estate.
The forestwas sold piecemeal
in '76, '81, '87 and '93.
What happened to the money?
Dad and I needed it to live on.
- That's a lot of money! - It costs money to live.
- Don't talk crap! - Dad spent his money as he wished.
He was senile! Now I know how you paid for your lifestyle.
You've been away for 20 years
but think you can just come home and collect!
- Pull yourself together. - Don't give me that crap!
You should have gone elsewhere to find a purpose in life!
I'll get 200,000 Kronor and buy you out. Then you can go to hell!
So long. See you tomorrow.
The lawn-mower's broken again.
I'd like to get a new one, but they cost 15,000 Kronor.
I'll fix it for you at work, free.
Stop chatting and get carrying!
Be quiet!
The window's broken. Close the door. There's somebody in here!
Get him!
- High-class visitors, eh? - Take it easy, Tomme.
- What select company we have! - Take it easy, Tomme!
Take it easy, Tomme!
Calm down, Tomme!
You're not so tough any more...
...Stockholm cop!
Take it easy, Tomme! Calm down!
He's a cop!
She says they cleaned the place out yesterday
but Tomme was home by nine.
They all have alibis from nine o'clock last night.
But they knocked me out! They're protecting each other!
You should have thought of that before tangling with Tomme.
Of course a policeman should not be assaulted like that
but they have alibis, and you have no evidence for your allegations.
I saw the rifle! It was the same one with the same stock!
This certificate says the weapon was destroyed three weeks ago!
You were there, weren't you?
Where do your loyalties lie? You're related to Tomme!
- Are you calling me a criminal?! - No.
I just wonder why we never catch them or find any evidence!
- That's enough! - Calm down!
Don't lose your judgement now!
Don't get pig-headed about this!
Söderberg...
The returnee festival is nigh.
Residents past and present will celebrate the unity of the district.
Hidden conflicts have surfaced, however.
A policeman asserts that there is organised poaching.
The accused would not comment but the policeman alleges
that the gang have links with the police.
I have the commissioner with me.
- Are the police involved? - Reports are exaggerated.
There is no evidence that any policemen are involved.
Weapons confiscated by the police are in circulation again.
There is no evidence for that! Weapons have been confiscated
but I have a certificate to show that they have been destroyed.
The weapons might have been used for poaching.
Despite evidence of poaching, no culprits have been caught.
It's just slander and lies!
Go to hell!
What's the mood of the district
given the poaching controversy?
Everything is just fine.
Troublemakers like you are the problem!
- You're upset. - You're impertinent!
If you're in dire straits
you're entitled to go hunting.
- What do you know about poaching? - Nothing.
People are frightened and angry.
This issue has caused dissension in the area.
What does the chief of police say?
Any suspicion that police may be involved must be investigated.
I'm setting up an enquiry to see if there's any truth in these rumours.
Let's shoot them and get it done with!
Sit down and shut up!
Bugger it! There's a payment due on the car next week!
Leif here. We've got a problem.
So you saw it... Can we wait a week?
No!
How about four days?
Okay. I understand. Good-bye.
I need 40,000 Kronor for the car!
- Give the car back then! - Give your satellite dish back!
Be quiet! Shut up!
This is all your brother's fault!
Sort him out, I don't care how!
Want a lift?
I'm Anna Sivertson, the prosecutor. I'd like to see the commissioner.
Do you realise what you've done? The whole district is up in arms!
I'm Anna Sivertson, the prosecutor.
- Can you prove the gun exists? - Prove...?
- Why should I lie? - You say the police are involved.
In order to prosecute a policeman I must have firm evidence.
It's your word against Bengtsson's
and complaints were made against you in Stockholm.
A cop who doesn't hide behind a desk gets complaints.
Except up here, where they don't like informers.
A full investigation will be needed before I can proceed.
- It will also include you. - Be my guest.
- Cheers, lads! - Cheers!
Have you seen anything?
Not yet.
Reindeer to the right!
- We can head him off. - We've seen him!
There he is!
- He's dead! - Who is he?
- Tomme, itwas an accident. - I shot him...!
- Listen to me. - No!
Snap out of it!
Pull yourself together! Listen to me!
We've got to fix this.
Think of Britt and the kids!
You won't see them again otherwise!
Is that what you want?
- Answer me! Do you want that? - No.
Then pull yourself together. Snap out of it.
Chuck everything in the car!
Here's your hat.
What the hell have you done?!
- Don't worry about that. Let's go. - What have you done?
I'm out of this! We've got to go to the police.
And do what? You're not the only one involved, Håkan.
There's Stig, Tomme, Eilert...
and their kids and families as well.
- What the hell have you done? - Tried to save our necks.
You don't need to get your hands dirty, just keep your mouth shut!
Bloody hell...!
Go to the cops if you want to, but go now if you're going!
Håkan...
...listen to Leif.
Bloody hell!
Bloody hell...!
That's how it's done: they're cut up and melted down.
And that's what happened to the two guns?
- And you had no gun that night? - No. They'd taken what I had.
I've no licence any more.
You didn't borrow a gun, did you?
Not that I recall.
What are these premises used for?
We butcher elks during the autumn hunt.
We have parties occasionally too.
- You might like to come along. - Pardon?
Maybe you'd like to come to our next party.
No thanks.
- You'd meet some real men. - Excuse me?
Maybe you'd like to be fucked properly, lady cop
or maybe you'd like to dance first.
I doubt your ability either to fuck me properly
or even to spell the word.
Hello.
Well...?
I met the witnesses.
They are lying to protect each other, as you said.
We have no evidence of course. This is due to the...
...cursory investigation at the scene of the crime.
I shall criticise this in my report...
but I can't start proceedings yet.
Getting witnesses is hard.
They all know each other, and that goes for you too...
You come from round here and know them all...
I intend to say this to the county police commissioner.
- I shall suggest to him... - What?
...that I keep investigating until something happens.
We need an informer, you mean.
Evidence or testimony is our only chance.
Britt, you've got to help me. You said that Tomme was home by nine.
You're giving them an alibi.
You make it look as if I'm a liar.
Is that what you want?
No. I don't mean you any harm.
Tell me.
- Go now. I can't help you. - You've got to help me, Britt.
- Let me go! - They beat me up.
I don't care what they did!
- Calm down. - Leave me alone!
You swine!
Britt!
They'll be caught sooner or later!
Go to hell!
If you lie to protect them you're guilty of perjury.
You can go to jail for that.
- Can you hear me, Britt? - Shut up!
Can you hear me? Who'll look after your kids?
Don't make things worse than they are.
Trust me. Come out so we can talk.
Hell and damnation!
I've got one of the guns. It's the same one.
Yes, I'm quite sure.
I'll expect you in ten minutes then.
I was in a hurry. I had to fetch my grandchildren.
I signed the form and gave the gun to Eilert.
He promised to destroy it. I trusted him.
You're suspended until further notice.
This matter may end up in court.
I've been waving that damned bit of paper on television!
And you knew about this all along!
Why did you want to meet me?
It isn't that I don't like you
but we can't serve you any more.
How can you let them treat you the way they do?
- They treat you like a whore. - I'm not a whore!
I work hard. I know what I'm doing.
Do you intend to return home?
After Christmas...
...maybe.
- What will you say to Raimo? - It's none of his business.
I thought...
...he had bought me for a paraffin lamp?
Dad must be turning in his grave.
A Chinese whore in the kitchen!
- What are you saying? Go to bed. - Do I have to put up with her now?
You're drunk. Go to bed.
The zoo is filling up:
Get a few Gypsies, Albanians and Negroes.
Make the place a refugee camp! I don't want a whore in my house!
What are you then, Filipino? Go home to the jungle and climb trees!
- I don't want any baboons here! - Shut up!
Touch her again and I'll kill you!
Do you understand?
RETURNEE FESTIVAL
What do you intend to do?
Don't back out now. Some people think you're doing the right thing.
Off you go. I'll wait for you here.
The vote was unanimous. The returnee of the year is:
Erik Bäckström!
I would like to give you this plaque
to show that you've been voted the municipality's returnee of the year.
Congratulations, Erik, and welcome home.
How's our little Chinese whore today?
Perhaps you'd like a little fun?
Nena!
Hello...?
Nena...!
Nena...?
- Do you know where Nena is? - No idea.
- Haven't you seen her? - Not since yesterday.
And I don't care what happens to that bloody woman anyway.
Cheers, Leif! - Come on, Håkan, wake up!
I left home at nine. She was gone when I came back.
- Why was she at your house? - Does it matter?
Ask them where they were.
I can register her as a missing person and that's all.
- We must be going. - To hell with those dead reindeer!
- I know something has happened! - Calm down.
No crime has been committed. We'll follow our usual procedure.
Understand?
We've found a dead woman!
I recognise her.
Ove! Hello, Ove.
How are you? Are you scared of me?
Eh?
You don't need to be scared of me. Has something happened?
Come on, Ove, tell me.
Has someone been nasty to you?
Did you see somebody being nasty to someone else?
May I come in?
Hello. - Is it to do with that dead woman?
You sit and whittle in that tower, don't you?
Did you see who did it?
Ove, I promise that no matter who did it
they won't hurt you.
Did you hear me?
He's lovely.
Who cut the woman's throat?
Tell me, Ove.
Ove. Ove!
Leif.
What?
Leif... Leif...!
We've got a witness to the murder of the berry-picker.
Who was it?
He couldn't see.
- Then what use is he? - He says there's another victim.
Don't you remember anything that might be of use?
- Drive him home. - Shouldn't he be guarded?
What for? Nobody saw him. Take the lad home to his mum.
Ove, are you quite sure that nobody saw you?
Ove!
Come on.
Tomorrow morning I'll fetch you.
I'll fetch you tomorrow. Lock the door and don't let in anyone but me.
Promise me that. Promise.
See you tomorrow. Goodbye.
There's a large exit wound, so it was a large-calibre weapon.
It could have been a hunting rifle. It's hard to say without the bullet.
What's the matter?
Look at this!
What the hell's the matter with you?
My own kid brother...!
What shall we do?
- What's all this? - 200,000 Kronor.
It's for your share of the house.
- Where did you get the money? - Never mind.
Take it and go. Let's forget it all.
We found the Russian. He'd been shot in the back.
Leif, go into town and turn yourself in.
It will ease your mind, I promise.
It's as if your dearest wish
is to see your own brother in jail!
Eh? Your own brother!
What did you do with Nena's corpse? Is it in some other lake?
- I've no idea, Erik. I swear. - Can you prove that?
I don't have to prove anything! You have to do that!
We know what happened: Tomme shot the man.
You ran after the woman, caught her and cut her throat.
To hell with you and your proof!
Leif...!
Hell! You know us!
We aren't murderers!
Hell...!
Sure we've shot the odd reindeer now and again, but people...!
This is crazy!
It's like a nightmare! Have you any idea how it feels?
I don't understand who could make such an allegation!
Whoever it is, he's lying!
It's appalling!
Is it Håkan? Eh?
Is it Håkan?
No, it isn't Håkan. What made you think that?
Calm down. Nothing will come of it.
- What are you saying? - There's nothing to it. It's Ove.
I told them he's tried to get at you before
but nobody listens to me any more.
Hello, Ove.
You look terrified. Are you scared of something?
Are you sure?
We thought we'd try to shoot an elk.
Would you like to come along?
Now you can shoot with a real gun!
That's right, Ove.
Here's a bullet for you as well.
Don't worry about your mum.
We know where there's bound to be a great big elk waiting for us.
That's a top-quality rifle you've got there.
In you get!
- Is Ove up yet? - I'm glad you came, Erik.
You can help me with something I don't quite understand.
Someone has sent Ove 500 Kronor.
It must be a mistake. I haven't cashed it.
We got one last month as well.
This money is from my father.
Come on, Ove. There you are. Put this on.
This will be fun.
Have you shot an elk before?
We'll make sure you get a big one.
We know where they are. That's where we're going.
Let's see, Ove.
We thought you could stand behind that hill.
I got a big elk there last year.
Off you go.
Just keep going.
Carry on.
No!!
You bloody idiot! You've killed your own brother!
It was an accident. You've got to believe me.
Hell... everyone knows that Ove
has nagged us and nagged us for the last ten years.
He's always wanted to go hunting with us.
So we let him, out of kindness.
I lent him one of my rifles, I admit that.
Ask the others! It's true!
We let him be the marksman.
The rest of us went off to drive an elk towards him.
We moved off a kilometre or so.
There was a rustling in the bushes and something rushed out.
I swung my gun round, not really seeing what it was.
I thought someone said it was a bear.
I fired... everyone fired at once.
And it turned out to be him...
What the hell was he doing there?
We'd told him to stay down there. We'd no way of knowing it was him!
Ask the others.
Can you can establish which of us fired the shot that killed him?
We'd be glad to know.
You can't convict all of us, can you?
You have to prove who did it.
Isn't that right?
Good God! Yes...
Yes... I understand.
He's right! I can't get a court to convict five people of murder!
Get them for complicity.
I'll never prove conspiracy either!
Five men shot him! Of course they planned it!
Prove it! Can you prove it?!
There was a bullet fragment in the Russian.
That would do, if we had a weapon to compare it with.
We've no witness either!
How could you be so bloody stupid!
So bloody stupid...!
Look...
...if it was Leif...
...my own brother...
I wanted to be sure.
I wanted him to tell me himself...
Erik, that's gross dereliction of duty.
How could they know it was Ove?! This building is like a sieve!
It's your fault that Ove is dead.
It's your fault I can't get them for it!
You're no longer welcome here.
- What the hell did you say? - You're no longer welcome here!
Go to hell, you bastards!
I... I'm sorry.
It's my fault.
Can you get them for it?
Not for Ove. Maybe for the Russian.
- Really? How? - If we could find the rifle.
- That's not enough. - It is.
They found a bullet fragment in the Russian. That's enough.
I helped you get the Filipino onto the plane home.
That's enough! It's not just you now. I'm involved.
As is the whole district. The police found a bullet.
If the rifle still exists, get rid of it once and for all.
Chuck it in a lake. Make sure nobody finds it. And shut up!
I don't want to know any more.
Have you understood what I said?
Bengtsson!
I'll kill you, you bastard!
Haven't you had enough, Tomme?
Tomme!
Wasn't the Russian enough? Do you want to kill me too? Do you?
What will happen then?
What will you say to Britt and the kids?
Scared now, are you?
- Are you scared, you shit? - The berry-picker was an accident.
- What about the woman? - I didn't do it! I swear!
Itwas Leif. Itwas Leif!
That's enough, Erik!
It's all over.
Just tell me one more thing: what did you do with Nena's corpse?
I don't know.
I don't know...
You don't know?!
- What do you mean by that? - I don't know.
You swine! Where is she? Tell me!
Answer me!
Leif... Leif...
I swear, Erik, I don't know where she is.
I haven't murdered her.
Erik...
...do me a favour as my brother.
I want to do it myself.
I want to turn myself in.
I promise to turn myself in. Just let me do it myself.
Please...
You've got one hour.
- Then they'll be coming to get you. - Thanks.
I'll be there. I promise.
Well...
...I hope to see you on duty on Monday.