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Wonderful!
A rising star Harry Koivikko and his band.
MEN'S TURN
WOMEN'S TURN
The nation is mourning! Tango singer Harry Korvikko murdered.
POPULAR SINGER SLAIN Tango singer Harry Koivikko murdered.
TANGO OF DARKNESS
SIX YEARS LATER
- Our system is rotten. - Why?
Veikko "Silver" Hopea is being released on furlough.
You talking about me? Huh?
Hands off, fucker.
Following Wing a suspected adulterer...
Wasn't my dream job.
There was also the danger of having to dance with someone.
I knew the vocalist from way back. Aaro Vartio.
Singer Aaro Vartio was also managing a beauty queen/singer wannabe.
And he was Mrs Vehmanen's dance partner's business partner.
Turku's music world seemed as lowly as its underworld.
Thank you very much. We'll take a little break.
Then it's the women's turn.
Sorry. Look who's here.
A former child star. I didn't know you like to tango.
No way, I'm working here. And you?
Same here. But my work is done for the day.
Look at this photo.
Let's switch bars. -In keeping with the tango theme. Dreamland.
DREAMLAND BOARDING HOUSE
What are you working on? -Sexy Donna and her boyfriend Aaro Vartio.
The singer we just saw.
Their true love ended the best way. How?
They fought and broke up. Who cares about happy endings?
Divorce and death sell more than weddings and love. -True.
What about your love life?
Guess who I saw the week before last? Who?
Nuokku. What? He's still alive?
Who knows for how long. He was flush with money.
We have a deal... My taxi's here See you at the Tango Festival.
Waiter. -Yes?
- Bring me booze. - What kind?
Doesn't matter.
Anything goes
/ dislike spying on adulterers...
as much as informing the results.
I have a teleconference in 30 minutes. -This won'! Take long.
This case was indeed odd.
Engineer Vehmanen seemed to look for bed news.
What the hell? Is this all? Yes.
So Kaarina is only dancing with this bastard?
I have no evidence of any intimate contact.
Well, get the evidence!
That's what I'm paying you for.
Are you sure about this?
That's why you were chosen.
See you on Monday. I said, see you on Monday.
Right.
My motorcycle.
I have unfinished business in Turku. Could you give me a lift?
No can do. Only one seat.
"Only one seat."
Stop!
Stop.
Your rear wheel is dragging.
Only one seat, eh?
That deadbeat reporter asked of you. Did Ruuhio say where he was going?
No, but he was in a hurry.
You're sitting at the wrong table. Unlike you, I'm a gentleman.
Well, well. Our regular table has customers more worthy of it.
Have you harnessed your professional skills for drinking beer, Jussi?
I'm looking for Ruuhio. Have you heard anything from him? -Yesterday.
He was rambling about meeting some guy called Nuokku.
Who is Nuokku? An oldschool musician.
Ex-roadie and bass player. Now an alkie and a druggie.
Everybody knows him except Luusalmi who apparently only knows women.
At my age, you have to prioritise.
Where's Ruuhio hanging around? Probably with that taxi driver.
I'm leaving. You're acting childish.
It's nothing compared to Ruuhio and his girl!
Hey, Einstein. Better keep your big mouth shut.
Now I've seen everything. Jussi Vares is jealous.
You have one new message.
Vares, I have a major scoop. I know who killed Harry Koivikko.
I'll only talk face to face. Call me to set up a meeting.
This is Anna's answering machine. / can '2' come to the phone right now.
Please leave a...
Sweet dreams.
Hi.
Can you get me a gun?
Will this do? For this purpose.
Riku, the number plates. It's fine as it is.
Fucking condom on a car.
Fuck.
I had nothing to do. I decided to follow Kaarina Vehmanen.
But all I could think about was Ruuhio and his messages.
His disappearance and Nuokku's appearance were connected.
Nuokku, Whose real name was Arto Kielo...
lead a dangerous life.
In the underworld and in a fantasy World fuelled by intoxicants.
If Ruuhio had figured out Koivikko's murderer, he was in danger.
Either he was in hiding or in real trouble.
Mrs Kaarina Vehmanen didn't quite fit the image of an adulteress.
She 'd been with her cheap gigolo at restaurants and dance halls...
but / had seen no signs of any emotional attachment...
or even sexual heat.
A gentleman gets up when a woman is talking. -Don't shout at me!
You're sadly mistaken, mister. You will adhere to my rules.
We are not dating...
and we most certainly will not sleep together!
May I help you? I'm interested in record contracts.
We'll meet tomorrow, as agreed!
Goddamn guy.
Kaarina Vehmanen seemed somewhat unstable.
What was she paying him for...
if she loudly declared that she didn't want sex?
Hi, Anna. -Jussi, I need to see you right away.
Here. Don't worry.
It's hard not to.
Somethings amiss. Janne wouldn't take off like this.
Men tend to take off every so often.
Yeah, but this is different.
I've never seen Janne so excited.
He said that in a week he'd be the best-known reporter in the country.
Did he explain? Not in so many words.
I'm not a psychic but I know he meant that tango singer's murder.
Every reporter, cop and private eye wants to solve that murder.
Do you know Nuokku? Who doesn't?
Well, I don't, but...
Apparently, Janne met Nuokku a few times.
Nuokku had material about the case. Do you know where it is?
No.
It doesn't matter. I must climb upstairs to sleep.
What if I dropped Janne's house key in your letter box in the morning?
Could you look his place over?
Of course.
I decided to forge! Vehmanen for now and focus on Ruuhio.
In order to find Ruuhio / needed to find Nuokku, or Kielo
I know Nuokku, but I mostly move in different circles.
When was the last time you saw him?
I don't know, two weeks ago. He had plenty of money.
He paid off many of his old debts.
He owed a lot to some really nasty people.
I don't need to know more. Where can I find him?
Wherever the meth heads hang out. You know that's not my scene.
Thanks again for the info. Can I help you in anyway?
I could use some work.
I could ask Alanen or something. Thanks.
Oh, I almost forgot. Veikko Hopea has been spotted out and about.
Don 'I take this personally.
He can't be out of prison yet, can he?
No way. That's what I thought.
Be careful.
I don't believe ve in karma, but if Veikko Hopea was out...
karmic law was hanging heavily over me.
Oh Christ. It's been six years since the brutal murder of Harry Koivikko.
Still, Women's associations made pilgrimages to the murder scene.
It's tragic to be so popular after death
I should charge for this.
Everybody wants to see this room, but no one wants to sleep here.
So the pilgrims don't pay? On the contrary.
They don't come in and no self-respecting salesman stays here.
Sometimes, some Russian whore rents this for an hour. That's it.
Not much of a living, this.
Where exactly was Koivikko's body found?
He was found right there.
Did you see it yourself? Naturally.
I found him.
Were the curtains open or closed?
Open.
Is there a back door?
Sorry. I have to return to the reception.
The murderer had been phenomenally lucky.
No one had seen the murderer enter or leave.
There were no ringer or foot prints, not to mention DNA residue.
The emergency exit' was blocked b y beer cases.
The murderer must have used the front door.
How are you? Fine. As long as I don't complain.
My ticker is still erratic.
A few days of sick leave left.
My doctor ordered me to drink only half-cups.
I can't smoke anymore, but luckily I can drink some.
You wanted to know about Harry Koivikko. -If you're up to it.
The Vice Unit police officers were the first to arrive on the scene.
Homicide detectives arrived thirty minutes later.
There were already damn many on-lookers.
I can't help but wonder at how fast word travels.
And the victim? On his back on the floor.
In a pool of blood.
Several stab wounds in the mid-section of the body.
He had died instantly.
Any signs of a struggle? None.
It was a blood bath. We came to the conclusion...
that Koivikko knew his murderer.
But that's as far as we got.
The case is still open. Maybe the focus of our investigation was wrong.
And Koivikko's band members?
All of them had alibis. We checked.
Most of them were with their women.
After a long tour, home life seems like bliss.
The murderer could be a woman.
Are you saying...
there's a Finnish woman who disliked Koivikko?
What about fans? There were plenty.
From young girls and stalkers to Satan worshippers.
We interrogated everybody and worked 14 hour days.
I guess that caused my stomach ulcer and my heart problems.
And the most passionate fan is still at large.
You should rest. Call me if you need anything.
For starters, bring me some booze, coffee and cigarettes.
Koivikko's case still weighed heavily on Hautavainio.
He didn't ask why I was interested in an old case.
So I didn't tell him about Ruuhio's vanishing act, let alone Nuokku.
I almos! Felt ashamed for bothering a sick man.
You have four new messages.
Hi hon. It's me.
Call me. Bye.
Call me when you get this message.
Call me and soon.
Focus here. / can't reach you. Call me to get your parcel.
Focus was a new piece to the puzzle.
Hi, Antidote. You Wanted to see Nuokku?
He might know where Ruuhio is. Nuokku's been found.
Nuokku? -Yup.
He has fallen into eternal sleep.
I guess he fell from the bridge. He was seen last night...
At some joint. He'd had enough cash to burn.
Let's go.
DREAMLAND BOARDING HOUSE
Evening. Could I get a room for a week?
Of course.
Seven times 60 euros. Four hundred.
In advance.
If you don't need a receipt there's no need for a hotel card.
Fine by me.
The famous murder room is available.
No thanks. I'm really allergic to violence.
I didn't tell everything to Anna. I'm starting to worry about Ruuhio.
We're all worried.
Nuokku brought me a load of books...
that were the only things left from an inheritance.
What inheritance?
I don't know, he said something about his uncle.
I have something in the back.
Put them in alphabetical order, Antidote.
In alphabetical order. Here they are.
Here.
Get on it.
Be careful with the books.
This Bukowski was particularly dear to him.
Dirty old man. "Tauno Kielo, 3 Abbey Lane."
Wasn't Nuokku's real name Arto Kielo? Antidote?
Yes. -I wonder if Nuokku's uncle had something to do...
with him suddenly getting rich?
Bukowski is... was the best describer of decay and decadence.
According to Luusalmi. Yeah, after him.
"3 Abbey Lane..."
This address is right next door to Dreamland. -Is it?
I have something to do. Antidote.
Take care of business.
DREAMLAND BOARDING HOUSE
For fuck's sake.
Piece of shit booze.
Hey, Vares! Not bad, not bad at all!
Private Investigator Jussi Vares Confidential Investigations.
"Confidential investigations..."
- Who is it? - The hairdresser.
Hello. My name is Olga.
Taisto sent me to cut your hair.
Did he say I might need other services too?
Fine. What else do you need?
How are you feeling, gentlemen? Fine.
For once, Luusalmi' convinced me to go drinking.
Although I had better things to do.
Nuokku's passing certainly didn't help me to find Ruuhio
I must quote the commander of the Finnish prisoner battalion.
"Brothers, I must say that we're on the move -"
with a brilliant group...
"to practice fornication."
What?
He sounded like a comic.
May I quote Pablo Neruda to you, miss?
"I want to do with you what spring does...
with the cherry trees."
I'll bet a fifty that he doesn't pull. -Let's make it a hundred.
I know that won't work.
We'll see.
Thank you. You're a wonderful crowd.
We thank you.
Back-up singers, Sikke and lida!
Jonski Aho on keyboard.
Masi Helle on drums.
Marty on bass.
Petteri Terévé on lead guitar.
I'm Micke Pinola and I thank you. God bless you all!
Jussi. The early bird catches the worm, right? Morning.
Sorry if I called too early.
Do you remember interviewing Tauno Kielo in your investigation?
How could / forge! Him 7.
He lived across the street. He was quite the character.
He had something against the police so he didn't talk.
Although We couldn't link him to Koivikko. What has Tauno done?
He just went and died.
Does the nickname Focus mean anything to you?
- Focus? No. - Thanks anyway.
Your hair is as strong as barbed wire.
You're full of steel. No, silver.
No, gold.
My golden man.
What part of Russia are you from, Olga?
From Chernobyl.
That figures.
Ruuhio had been writing a story about Sexy Donna and Aaro Vartio's affair.
Lacking better singers, he was also managing her.
A wannabe pop star who had been named Sexy Donna...
played hard to get, at first.
- Good morning. - Follow me.
Ruuhio's disappearance made the ex-beauty queen grant me an audience.
Sorry about the rasp. I have polyps.
I turned down Vartio's idea of lip-syncing my shows.
Don't worry. This won't take long.
Ruuhio is in trouble and you're mixed up in the murder investigation.
I liked Harry Koivikko a lot.
Ruuhio is a real gem, considering he's a reporter.
Anything I can do to help.
In public, I must play the role of a mega bitch, written by Vartio.
What you see might not be what you get.
I know Vartio. I had a hand in him ending up in court.
You're OK in my book. He should be committed.
I thought you two were doing OK. It's hot in here.
Shit, this is just a scripted role.
99% of my life. - Why?
To sell more records.
My house supposedly burnt down and I have to live in a hotel.
Bullshit. I don't even own a house.
This suite is for interviews only.
- Headlines sell. - Sounds rough.
I'd like to ask you about Ruuhio, if you don't mind?
Wasn't he supposed to interview you both?
Yeah. It was hard to pretend to like Vartio.
Our break-up came more naturally.
When did you see Ruuhio last?
Three or four days ago at a barn where Vartio was performing.
He called me later and asked a lot about Harry.
You knew Koivikko? -All musicians know each other. It's a small world.
Do you know where Ruuhio is? Rita, great that you called.
Are you at Harrods?
What? You have no evidence against my wife?
I don't think she's cheating on you. That bitch wants a divorce.
And a third of my wealth.
Seems clear-cut to me. Clearcut'?
I'll bounce that bitch out on her ass without a penny.
You could try for a settlement.
Could we talk, you know, off the record?
- Man to man. - Of course.
I heard you private eyes accept certain assignments...
for a price. -Yes?
Next weekend, I'll be abroad and I can prove it.
I have a handgun. How much for getting a third party to do the deed?
You know what? Let's agree I didn't hear that.
I'll send you my bill by post. For fuck's sake!
Don't you like money?
Hi, Jaska.
I don't know if it's unethical to report your client to the police.
I guess I could kiss my fee goodbye...
but a man '5 gotta do what a man's gotta do.
Mrs Vehmanen was clearly in danger...
but I couldn't reach her by phone.
This is Anna's answering machine.
I can't come to the phone right now. Please leave...
THE BIGGEST LOSER
Vares. -Kaarina Vehmanen You've tried to reach me?
I'm glad you called. Could we meet tonight?
I have news of your husband.
- Mrs Vehmanen? - Vares?
Hello.
Let's get straight to the point.
Your husband's words might just be typical male bragging.
I'm not a psychiatrist or a marriage counsellor. -But I know my husband.
I wasn't surprised by what you told me.
Lately, he's been rather unstable.
I moved out a few days ago.
Does your husband know where? Of course not.
We'll only communicate through our lawyers.
May I ask why you're seeing your dance partner?
Just a lonely woman's attempt to make her husband jealous.
To catch his attention.
It's Aino-Maija - Who?
I mean, Donna. Please help me.
- Sorry. - My life is in danger.
Stop or I'll shoot!
Vares here. Lower your gun.
I don't even have a gun.
Take it easy. Don't scare people like that, for crying out loud.
A more sensitive guy might have a heart attack.
What's up with the wigs?
Is Vartio behind that as well? -Yes. The only good idea he's ever had.
- Welcome. - Thank you.
Well, well. Why is it a good idea?
Isn't it hard living a double life? Sure.
But I'm free as soon as I remove the wig and my make-up.
I hadn't thought of that.
Why did you call me? -I've had this feeling that I'm being followed.
I've seen this one car too many times.
I think someone was sneaking about on the deck earlier today.
I was asleep, but I heard footsteps.
Did you see who was driving the car? No.
The car was a jeep or a pick-up.
The footsteps were heavy. Probably a large man.
Who knows you live here, besides me?
Nobody. What? Not even your manager?
He's the last person I would tell.
Aaro Vartio.
How is his business?
Been going steadily downhill ever since his star died.
Koivikko? -Yup.
Tabloids and the record company make money, not the ex-manager.
How well did you know him? Not as well as the tabloids claimed.
It was one of Vartio's ideas.
Harry chased every skirt he saw and I fit the bill.
A rising little starlet, you know.
I know. Here.
Do you own this boat? Not yet.
I think Harry was different.
He was often wistful and sad.
Like he had a secret.
Have you any idea who might have killed him?
Va res.
My name's Jussi.
Jussi
I'm scared to be here.
Could you possibly stay the night?
For this, I'll bring you a Volvo. Fine by me.
I feel better already with a piece.
I didn't think Donna, or Aino-Maija, was the murderer.
The case felt like an inside job in the music circles.
What did Ruuhio find out to cause evil forces to act?
During Winter use at your own risk.
Better write your will. I'll bury you next to my wife.
Look, you really shouldn't threaten me.
The police raided my flat. I'm a respectable reserve officer.
Whatever.
Kaarina Vehmanen's answering machine Please leave a message.
Kaarina, we need to talk.
Your husband is getting out of hand.
Jussi. -Anna.
Where are you coming from? Work.
Come in, I'll make coffee. OK.
I think Janne was onto a major story and he needed to lay low for a while.
He told his colleagues he was hunting for a story.
Why didn't he tell me?
Did you visit his fiat?
Damn.
Could I keep the keys for a few days?
I need to check a few things.
By all means. It's probably for the best.
I'll go to the summer cottage for a few days.
Great idea. I'll keep you posted.
Don't worry. Janne is hiding for a good reason.
But...
The murderer is still at large. We'll find him.
I'm Tala. Vares?
Jussi. -Anette.
May I come in?
Your business isn't exactly a gold mine, is it?
What do you do for a living, for real?
As little as possible. I can see that.
What's the reason for your visit? Straight to the point, eh?
Please.
I'll make you an offer.
But a few questions first. I prefer offers over questions.
First of all, how long have you known that cow?
I don't understand.
Don't act dumber than you are.
I know you've spent at least one night on that... vessel.
You've hired someone to watch Donna? May I smoke here?
By all means.
You're not the only sleuth in town. I see.
Coffee? -Please.
What do you want from me?
It's very simple.
You give an exclusive story to a newspaper...
and reveal some intimate details.
The papers pay well.
Also, I'll give you 15.000 if you can get a few photos of that fat ass.
Sounds lucrative but strenuous. Strenuous?
How come? Have a few drinks and fuck her all night.
You'll get a bagful of money and you'll never be short of clients.
The hardest part is to make up details of...
What was it... your sexual escapades, but I can help.
The women's world is tough. What has she done to you?
She tried to get my little Micke into bed.
Tried or succeeded?
Unbelievable story! And that harpy gave you an advance.
Three grand. That's a lot of money for me.
She has a tight grip on Micke's bails but I had no idea she was this crazy.
Are her suspicions founded? -No. I had one photo session with Micke.
What's your connection to her? You don't read women's magazines.
I was the first runner-up and she was the second in a beauty pageant.
That's not my cup of tea. What does she do for a living?
Anything for money.
I guess she's Micke Pinola's fuck buddy/manager.
Oh really?
Where are we going?
We'd better take the bull by the horns...
and have a word with your dear manager, Aaro Vartio.
Donna! You're keeping bad company.
Your company isn't exactly first-rate. -Meaning what?
From a tango king's agent to a pimp's errand boy.
Times are hard. -True.
Let's not reminisce. I want to find Ruuhio.
If finding Ruuhio helps to solve Koivikko's murder, we all win.
Consider this. Soon it'll be the anniversary of his death.
Your income would increase if the murder is solved.
It'll mean money, women, nice meals and a new jacket.
Of course I want the murder solved. What can I do?
Haven't the police done everything? Probably.
Ruuhio may have some new evidence.
Does the name Focus ring a bell? Off the top of my head, no.
There's a Terévé in Pinola's band His nickname is Bob the Builder.
An interesting name.
Do you want to listen to my new single? -OK.
This is one of those mornings.
When I don'! Want to.
Be alone in listening.
The empty echoes of m y flat.
You're a fine singer and a fine woman.
Listen to the whole song first.
Don't do anything rash. I think my stalker is following us.
In that car the colour of baby shit? Precisely.
What do you know about baby poo? If you only knew.
I'll make a move. Write down his number plate.
- Using the mirror? - You'll see.
Aino-Maija, or Donna, was getting under my skin.
The facts of the case and my personal feelings...
were seriously tang/ed.
/ knew that her public persona and the dark side of m y Work...
were a bad combination...
but / had discovered a charming real person under the fa/re one.
Maybe my emotions were getting in the way of m y in vest/'gattoo.
Glad to see you don't take work home.
My blood pressure is rising already. I was away only for a few months.
Let's see... SJ S-465.
It's registered to Heikki Kustaa Taivio. His address is...
6 Starling Way, Piikkié. Doesn't ring a bell.
Any news of the Ruuhio case?
Forensics checked his home. They found nothing special.
No signs of forced entry and no valuables were missing.
It's just a case of vandalism.
What about Nuokku?
Nuokku...
"Arto Taneli Kielo. Born September 11, 1963."
"Cause of death: Brain haemorrhage."
"Severe blow to the head after falling six metres...
from a railway bridge."
"Cardiomegaly, pneumonia and liver cirrhosis."
I feel relatively healthy next to him.
Anything unusual in his system? Just the usual stuff.
Methadone, alcohol, cannabis and cocaine.
- A basic cocktail. - Right.
A likely suicide.
I don't think anyone assisted Nuokku in his deadly leap.
Do you disagree?
No.
Thanks, Hauta. What about Vehmanen?
Should we take his threats seriously?
Remember this?
Remember? I get threats every week. No need to lose sleep over them.
Eat plenty of fruit.
You know where to find me if you need me.
Once again, / was stuck.
Nuokku's death made me fear the Worst for Ruuhio.
I needed a moment alone to think, but I was interrupted soon.
I thought you were sane, but I was wrong.
Have you heard from Ruuhio? No!
He'll turn up eventually.
Wait!
Wait, I'll open the door.
Where's the after-party? It's best we all go home.
What's that all about?
Good. Remember the camera and the lights.
Look straight into the camera. Excellent!
Last call always comes too /ate.
Sometimes, /IS fun to be drunk, but it seldom has any benefits.
- Boys, boys! - Wait, wait!
Who says there's no fish in the river Aura?
The first shots are out of focus. We need to redo them.
What focus? Go to hell, you drunk!
Everybody's trying to focus so hard!
One word from a stupid photographer on the Aura bridge at night...
made its we y into my alcohol-soaked brain...
to appear during the creative state of a hangover.
Finally, the case started to unravel.
With self-deprecation, I could say...
the subconscious may have supernatural powers.
It's really worrying. No one's heard from Janne for several days.
He's always kept some contact when he's been hunting a story.
Have the police been here? Yes.
They just skimmed through Ruuhio's papers and drawers.
Who was the photographer that worked with Ruuhio hunting down celebrities?
He took this photo, too. There were so damn many of them.
His photos were always out of focus. Oh, him.
His nickname used to be Out-of-Focus.
He's now known as Auto-Focus. Really?
Where is he using his skills now? In Helsinki. As always.
Do you have his number? Naturally.
Good.
I'd like your number too.
Just in case, Ruuhio had sent the evidence to his photographer...
who happened to be Out-of-Focus.
When he heard I was a private eye...
he promised to send the envelope back via express mail.
Waiting for 'Out-Of-Focus' very slow express mail...
I decided to find out more about Donna's mysterious stalker.
Turn around, asshole. Slowly.
What are you doing here? Take it easy.
If I pump you full of lead, the law is on my side.
You're breaking and entering. No, I'm not.
Shut your pie hole.
My whereabouts are known.
It's easy to dispose of one guy in the vast Finnish nature.
Even Anette knows where I am.
Bullshit. -She told me your address. Otherwise, I wouldn't be here.
Where did you know her from?
You've been following Donna, right?
I'm doing the same. I need to take photos of her, I could use some help.
What photos? Well, you know what kind.
Have you fucked her? It was close.
Do you mean that...
I could get lucky with her, too?
You never know.
You're Heikki, right?
Where do you know Anette from?
She's just a friend.
Come to Turku to see me. We'll talk and you'll help me.
Deal? -Sure.
Hey, are you sure I could get lucky with Donna?
You know? Anything's possible.
Jaska, I'm pretty sure Taivio is guilty of burglary...
and trespassing. Let the police handle it.
Any news of Ruuhio? - No.
The photos Ruuhio had showed a pony-tailed person...
entering the Dream/and boarding house at night,
I couldn't even see the person's gender.
A ponytail in the dark was not much of a clue.
There was supposed to be evidence of Koivikko's murder here.
Unless the reporter had once again jumped the gun...
and lost his sense of reality.
The whole case would be a joke if Ruuhio hadn't disappeared.
It's like Hitchcock's Rear Window.
A retired old man begins to observe his neighbours.
True.
Unlike in Hitchcock's film...
Kielo's uncle may have been witness to a murder.
If this photo is proof of murder what does it prove?
You can't even tell who is in the photo.
Any man or woman with a ponytail.
Koivikko had plenty of women. -Why blackmail 3 years after the murder?
I don't know. Koivikko's inner circle had alibis.
Both Nuokku and Micke Pinola...
played in Koivikko's band.
- Did you know that? - I didn't.
Well, you don't know much.
I couldn't put the puzzle together despite Ruuhio's parcel,
I was missing the key piece.
How could / recognise the piece since the whole picture was unclear?
Maybe / was putting together the wrong puzzle.
Dear friends, We have gathered here for two reasons.
To celebrate Micke Pinola's fourth gold record...
and his first platinum record.
We've met Micke several times on these occasions.
He received his first three years ago and his record sales have increased.
What makes this evening unique...
We... Micke and I got engaged today.
Thank you. Micke, do you want to say something? -Of course.
First, I want to thank my magnificent band.
Thank you, Pinonpolttajat.
But I owe the biggest thanks to my lovely future wife...
who's taken care of me for five years.
Thank you for everything. Thank you.
You can take photos now.
Micke, when is the wedding? We haven't decided yet.
Will you have a baby? Is it a summer wedding?
- How do you feel? - Wonderful.
Micke is delightful. Why didn't you invite Hessu Taivio?
Excuse me, who?
Have a nice evening. Way to go, Micke!
Will you sing in English? -Someday. The next album will be in Finnish.
When's the release date? Next December.
Will you try to qualify for the Eurovision Song Contest? -Maybe.
I asked Hautavainio to go over his report again...
and check the alibis of Tala, Pinola and Talvio...
although I already knew it was futile.
But Hautavainio wanted to help.
He said that it was therapeutic for a copper returning from sick leave.
DREAMLAND BOARDING HOUSE
My big silver love!
My frizzy-haired Tarzan!
Olga, what if we got married?
You big fool! Are you serious? -Yeah.
You wonderful man! We'll go on our honeymoon to SI. Petersburg or Paris.
Well, my passport has expired.
I have no passport. I can't get a passport.
Honey, if we're getting married, shouldn't I get a ring?
Yeah.
I have to take care of something. You wait there.
See if any of these fit.
Bye.-Bye.
I only need a room for one night.
Looks who's here. To what do I owe this honour?
You want your money back?
We agreed on an assignment...
which you haven't fulfilled.
I'm glad you came. We need to rehash this case.
- Hey, Jaska. - Listen to this.
Hessu Talvio was working in a swamp during the murder.
Official records say that Anna Taivio changed her name to Anette Tala.
- On February 28, 2005. - What?
I don't understand this at all. She's Hessu's little sister.
She gave Micke Pinola an alibi for the night of the murder.
Got it.
What did Koivikko do to your little Micke?
I might as well tell you.
Six years ago in Kuopio at an end of tour party.
Serious partying, lots of alcohol and other "refreshments".
Micke was an innocent, young boy.
I love you too.
That fucking perv raped Micke.
And he killed Koivikko for revenge? Nothing's that simple.
Micke was a mess for days.
He thought about suicide and he might've done it.
If you hadn't intervened?
Exactly.
Micke had a great plan.
He told Harry that he had finally discovered his true self...
and agreed to meet at Dreamland.
Why are you lying to me? You came up with the plan.
Am I wrong?
I knew you weren't as stupid as you look.
You must've been surprised when Kielo contacted you.
Photos of little Micke in the papers. How shameful!
That scumbag recognised Micke from the papers and covered his ass.
What about Ruuhio?
He may not know everything, but we can't take a chance.
Is he still alive? -Let's just say you will meet him soon enough.
What about your dear brother?
I guess he gave a helping hand to Nuokku when he fell.
Am I right? Nuokku became greedy.
Too bad you have no use of this information.
Hessu!
Yes? -Chop him into pieces and pack him up.
Alright.
Time to say bye-bye.
Goddammit.
Anette always forgets something.
That's it.
Where are you?
Vares 7.
Goddammit, Vares!
Janne, Janne.
Jussi. -Tell Hautavainio I'll ride in the ambulance.
A toast to us.
May I help you?
We know what we want.
Micke, you know that I love you.
I love you.
I love you, too.
There are warnings of strong winds...
A destructive car bomb exploded in Turku.
Did you call the police? What?
- Yes, I did. - What for?
I've committed a crime.
What kind of crime? Murder! I've committed a murder.
Why do you want to confess? To spare public sector expenses.
You don't have look for me. I take responsibility for my actions.
I'll be released after serving half my sentence.
My wife is a cunt and she won't get a penny.
When I get out I'll be rich and free of everything.
Who did you murder? Private eye Jussi Varis.
No, his name is Vares.
He betrayed me and I settled the score.
Pay my fee before you end up behind bars.
What the...? Who did I murder?
One thing puzzles me.
If the photo was the only evidence...
why Pinola and Tala agreed to the blackmailer's demands?
Anyone could be in that photo.
Exactly. That's the trick.
Old Kielo was thorough and tried to blackmail all the band members.
He put the bait in the water and eventually Pinola took it.
I'm so fed up with this case.
Maybe we should go, Janne?
There's this one thing I haven't had enough of.
Good heavens, what did she say?
Enjoy.
I think we're the third and fourth wheel here, Luusalmi.
Right on, reverend.
One thing has puzzled me ever since you slept on my boat.
No kidding. What?
Are we ever going to sleep together?
Let's find out.
Blow.
Maybe. You're a peculiar man, Jussi Vares.
Let's drink to us.
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