My client will bequeath his entire fortune to the family under one condition:
Only those who stay until Christmas Eve get to inherit.
-Kranz! - I can't find the universal key.
No one can tell Konrad about this.
Thanks for the food and the good company. So nice of you to stay!
My pleasure.
Think about the many good days we have in store together.
Exactly ... It's only 23 days.
- Svein, we have to call the police! - The police are here. You are safe.
Alright, folks. Konrad has requested an evening of mulled wine and porridge.
Therefore the living room must be cleaned.
And we have to replace the broken sofa with the one in the office.
Or, as you call it, "the crime scene".
Here we are again, Jack.
I was hoping not having to work during the holidays.
Stop, stop!
I need to get a door stopper.
I'll be right back.
-The fish goes straight into the net. -What?
You know what they say about murderers returning to the crime scene?
This killer may know this:
Okay, Svein, I'm surrendering. The Master Detective strikes again.
If I check this for fingerprints, I won't find yours?
Yes, you'll find everyone's imprints. The knife was in the leg of lamb last night.
You're on thin ice.
I'm so glad you're not the one investigating this case for real.
Mom, it's easier to carry with double locking grip.
Hey, Nanna ... We're here enjoying ourselves, picking out the wax -
- putting in new lights ... It's getting close to Christmas.
I know.
I know, Nanna.
Why do you say that, then?
Well... The time in December goes by so quickly.
December doesn't go by any faster than other months.
But it feels a bit like it does. You have first of December, second of December, -
–third and fourth of December, and then comes fifth of December...
Suddenly it's December 24th and you've got a mouthful of ribs.
Do you relate to that, Nanna?
No.
No, right...
But isn't it great to have Christmas holidays? Free from ... What do you work as again?
I track packages. I find what is lost.
Where could it have gone?
You should find something in here then?
Miss Rognes's keys...
They are gone.
Okay, get it through the door. We're going up here.
Good, good ... Right, right. Not that much, or are you a right-wing extremist?
Keep going, there will be a turn.
Faster!
Collision Course! Put it down, put it down.
Hey, it's better to crash on the couch than with it.
- I'm joking. - Come on, boys. Back.
- No, you have to back down. - We are further down the stairs than you.
You're going down. Upward is more tiring.
You've gone down 15 steps, we are eight steps up.
Everyone knows that two steps down equals one step up. So technically we have gone the furthest.
Suggestion: Instead of discussing the stairs -
- Should we step down the discussion?
This couch is twice as heavy as yours.
- Get down. Back! - Fine.
He refuses to back down, so there is only one thing to do:
The same! Put down the couch. Like that.
When nobody backs, that's a break for everyone's backs.
I'm joking, Toffen.
Where did you last see the keys?
It's not easy to say.
Write it down if it is difficult to say. When did you see them before the murder?
What are you doing now?
I'll find Miss Rognes's keys.
You'll find ... Whose keys?
The keys to the office. Which the killer used to unlock the door.
Oh yes, the key that the killer used to unlock the door.
Nanna, I'll take it from here.
It's best if you leave, the key is part of the murder investigation.
Of course! I have to find the killer to find the key.
No, I'll find the key to find the killer!
You stay away!
Then the teacher asked the student: "What is man's best friend on four legs? "
"The Couch?", Said the student. I guess that's true.
-Toffen, we are grown-ups. - It was a man ...
I don't know about you, but Rune's jokes drive me up the wall.
Now just back down, and then we'll be done with this.
- Fine. This is getting silly. - Yes it is.
We have to get out of this staircase.
Rune, tell more jokes! Do the one about the cab ride, that one's good.
That classic? It's quite long, do we have time?
Lots of time, fire away!
It was the man who ran over Torgalmenningen...
Rune, go back!
The key ... The key! Think, Soot!
Where would you hide if you were a key?
Get her out.
She's killed.
All right, back off. I've got this under control.
I said back off! This one is mine.
The santa hat indicates the same killer.
Clues from the body can reveal who has the keys.
A classic "Whose corpse is it" situation.
It can be difficult to decide. But in this case, it's simple:
I'm a closer blood relative than you. She's mine.
Who is it? What's her name?
She's called ... It's ... "Filletantefatti". The second cousin.
- Don't you see it's Aunt Ruth? - She was nice.
- She was absolutely terrible. -Whatever!
She was like an aunt to me!
It just makes you more unfit. She's mine.
I mean she was like an aunt you never see.
Hush!
Konrad is coming!
- We must find a solution! - Get her out!
Let's all calm down! Calm down!
We can't panic and do something stupid.
Like calling the police. Then this whole hotel becomes a crime scene
and then we can say goodbye to the whole inheritance.
Svein works in the police. He and Nanna will solve the case together.
The rest of us have to keep the wheels turning. We must work together!
Get the dead aunt out of here. Jens Johannes and Gard, come on.
It's an old man on his way down worth NOK 500 million.
He is looking forward to porridge and mulled wine with his family.
Believe me, the last thing we want, is to disappoint him.
Good evening!
-Merry Christmas! -Merry Christmas!
How nice of you to get rid of the old couch.
You've made it so nice looking in here.
Tell me ... Has anyone seen Ruth?
I was under the impression that she wanted to talk to me. Something about lawyer Kranz.
Oh, Ruth..? She had to go home.
It turns out that her cat couldn't be here anymore.
"There". Stay there longer. So, at home. Alone.
The other cat. The "Home-cat." But, Konrad, your porridge is getting cold.
Yes, we can't let that happen.
If you stay two steps behind me, this should go well.
Now the killer knows I'm on the case. He wouldn't dare to do any more nonsense.