I discovered a secret door in the office. You think anyone knew about it?
Natacha is poisoned by sand cake. I found her in your room.
I'm not a murder investigator. I find what is missing.
I know something that is missing. The killer.
- It's Christmas, Timian. - It's Christmas, Timian.
Like that, you killer! It's the last time you sneak through my back door.
You're back?
As you can see. The killer is gone, I'll find him.
Good for you. I've worked with the Christmas biscuit theory all night.
There is no doubt: All the victims can be linked to a Christmas biscuit.
Lawyer Kranz, Berlin wreaths (krans).
Cousin Gards beard around his mouth ... Donut.
Aunt Ruth, feeding mum of the cat Mons, Mor Monsen.
Miss Rogne, first name Guro ... Goro.
Natacha was killed by a poisoned sand cake ... Sand cake.
So only two remain, gingerbread biscuit and krumkake.
The serial killer will complete his work of art: Baking the seven varieties.
"Death" being the main ingredient. Are you listening?
No. It's uninteresting.
Okay, what do you have there that is so much more interesting?
The killer. On film.
I found a hidden camcorder in my room. Right by Natacha.
Maybe the murder was filmed?
Empty room? This is definitely uninteresting.
Well ...
She has been poisoned.
Now we've got him!
Stop!
Zoom in.
Sharpen the image.
I can't do that.
Of course you can. Press "Make the image clearer" button.
There is no such button.
Stop! Zoom in on the face.
I can't do that. He's around the corner.
Of course you can. Zoom in like that and twist around there.
That technology doesn't exist.
How difficult and stubborn you have become ...
There!
Did you see? Rewind slowly so we can see the face.
A Santa.
This just got personal! Fucking hell, I need a drink.
- Are you excited for the Christmas tree party? - Yes! God, I'm super stoked!
Let's hope santa comes.
Can anyone help with the Christmas tree stand? Toffen?
- Relax, it's the last hole. - We don't have time for you to mess around.
- I'm not messing around, I'm playing! - Finish the round, then.
It is not easy to hit the hole, said the bride.
I'm joking, Jack. We can handle a dirty joke, right?
Come on.
It's important to have control over both the balls and club.
Jack, I'm joking.
Yes! Did you see that? Did you? Hot damn!
You green sparkling tree, good day. Let's see if the shoe fits.
Or if you need shoehorns?
- Get your finger out. - I refuse. The teams are cowardly.
Tree against one is cowardly. I'm joking, Jack!
You're probably wondering why I reacted to the santa?
No.
Santafobia it's called. Christmas Eve, I was six years old.
We had walked around the Christmas tree and everything was fine.
But then, dad goes to the loo. Meanwhile, a knock on the door.
It's santa.
He picks up a gift from his sack.
On the to and from label it says "Svein".
He already knew my name.
And where's dad?
Just when the bearded psychopath is there, dad is gone.
Since then I've developed an intense fear of Santa.
The killer knows this. He is playing a psychological game with me.
When I find him and stand face to face with the red-clad devil, -
- he will see how nice of a boy I can be.
I told Jack. "Tree against one is cowardly." He laughed and laughed.
Speaking of which, I'm going to the bathroom.
Why did you cut Mina's hand, Timian?
They took the Christmas ball, crushed it and cut themselves
Poor little girl.
Why film their own murder?
He wanted me to see him. Telling us he knows who I am.
But who is he? What does Santa do?
- You done for the night? - I need it.
It has been really nice.
He nods and he smiles...
He is so happy.
Why is he so happy?
He really wants some Christmas porridge.
But the rats jump and dance around him.
They sniff around and wiggle.
They stand tightly around Santa in a ring.
Ring...
Ring.
-What's up? -The killer. It's Santa!
Me?
You and I.
- If it isn't Santa... - Come on!
Come on!
Rune? I didn't think you were capable of that, Rune!
- But I helped with the Christmas tree stand. - Shut up, Santa bastard!
Murderer!
Release him, Jack. Svein?
Let me go! That's what she said...
It's not Rune.
Of course it is. He is Santa for...
The suit is of a different fabric. Rune's beard is gray, the killer's white.
Rune is only Santa for the Christmas tree party.
He's still loose and has two victims left!
Gingerbread biscuit and krumkake!
That theory is completely unlikely!
How did you...
I was just going to the bathroom.
- What is that protruding from his stomach? - It's a krumkake roller, Svein.
You roll the dough around it, then it becomes curvy, cozy cakes.
One of the seven varieties.
I hate being right all the time.