01x06 - The Evil God of Knutby

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Sara, we have seen at times in

your witness statements

There are times

you don't speak the truth.

Like at the beginning when you confess,

you say you did it alone.

You talk about "a compelling feeling",

because you want to protect Helge.

In later interrogations you mention

"test sh**ting" your weapon.

The police asked if you had help

and you said no, then took a break.

Then you said you want say it

how it was and that others helped.

Then there's the map, of course,

and the sh**ting distance.

They don't fit either, we wonder

if you are protecting someone else.

- There were even more people?

- No.

I don't know if there are

more people involved in this.

That's outside of my

I don't know

if others are involved or not.

But I am not protecting anyone.

What are you thinking?

I never wanted, never ever

I never ever wanted to k*ll.

I didn't want to do it.

It was never

I really never wanted it.

But I was so forced.

I had no choice, to do anything else.

It was Helge who forced me.

He used the fear

that Åsa had sentenced me to hell.

And he said that I must do this

to get mercy from God.

- What kind of God?

- Åsa's other half, her betrothed.

Horribly evil God.

I call it the God of Knutby.

- Emergency 112. How may I help you?

- I don't know.

I just came in here.

There's blood everywhere.

In Knutby.

Shock and despair spread

throughout the little town of Knutby.

The m*rder of the woman

and the attempted m*rder of her neighbor

is in stark contrast

to this quiet, peaceful community.

This is one of the most bizarre criminal

cases in Sweden in modern time.

A web of religion, sex

and cruel, callous m*rder

unprecedented

in the judicial history of Sweden.

Who was the driving force behind this?

This an important piece

of evidence that's been manipulated.

It creates doubt among the public.

Is this what actually happened?

This is a difficult time,

but we believe in God.

We're not giving up.

PRAY OBEY k*ll

EPISODE SIX

THE EVIL GOD OF KNUTBY

Helge denied everything up to 2006.

What happened then?

Helge was in Kumla Prison

and he got in touch.

FRIDAY 1 SEPTEMBER 2006

KUMLA PRISON

Since I left Knutby

I've gone through quite a long process.

My whole persona that was distorted

by an unhealthy sect culture.

Now I'm slowly recovering

and I see things differently,

both my own role and the role of others.

I was living a lie.

I don't want to do that.

Were there other members

of the congregation involved?

Yes, that's what I intend

to tell the police.

After a while in prison, I knew that

what we were doing in Knutby was wrong,

but I was still very afraid

of betraying my leader.

She made me promise before God

that I would never disclose

that she was the one behind

the text messages.

And she added that

if I ever broke that promise

I would lose my daughter

like I had lost Heléne.

And in that world

I took that threat very seriously.

Even if I understood that she didn't

have any supernatural powers.

She's only human.

Even if I understood it intellectually,

this fear was deeply embedded

in my whole soul.

I understand that this is difficult for

the average person to take in, but

This was the reality

I had been living in.

So I didn't dare.

I've been accused

because of a m*rder*r's theory.

And I've been deceived myself

and accused and left in fear.

Everything about the m*rder

was an absolutely isolated incident.

There was only one person behind it.

A colleague and I went down to Kumla

and what he wanted to confess was

that he ought to have known

what was about to happen.

INTERROGATION HELGE FOSSMO

IN CONNECTION WITH

THE EVENTS SURROUNDING

THE KNUTBY m*rder

THAT OCCURRED 10 JANUARY 2004

After two interrogations

Kenneth Ågren said,

"We'll re-open the case

and do it right this time."

He was convinced that there were

more people involved, as he put it.

Yes, there are things

I've seen in the investigation

that we haven't been able to follow up

on which gives us reason to suspect

that there's a person or persons

who know more about this.

I've read the interrogation notes from

2006 and he talks about checking out.

Alexandra's mobile phone

to see if there's anything there.

We went through what we had.

Our analysts looked into that

and we didn't come up with anything.

He also says there was phone contact

between him and Åsa Waldau.

We didn't find anything

to substantiate this either.

This is all the phone data

that the police requested in 2004.

That's quite a stack.

Helge has been claiming

since 2006 that in this pile

there's evidence proving

he is not the real instigator.

He says that Åsa sent him

the texts that he sent to Sara.

- But the police look into this in 2006.

- He suggests they did a bad job.

Of course he'd say that.

But didn't they find new evidence

in 2006, new text messages?

Yes. At Helge's request, they went

through Alexandra's phone data

and found text messages

between Åsa and her sister.

Åsa writes that she longs

to meet Alexandra in heaven.

But what that means

is very hard to know.

Well, it has to do with death

if they're to meet in heaven.

But we've heard people

talk like that before.

Plan is, make a complete spreadsheet

and see if we can find anything.

A digital spreadsheet would make it

easier to see. Let's do that.

What would the motive be?

Why would that person have a motive?

These two people are related.

I think you would need to understand

this sect's way of thinking.

First of all, death is not the worst

thing that can happen to a person.

It just means that you go home early.

Text messages on Alexandra's phone

have been restored

where Christ's Bride tells Alexandra

she wants her to come home with her.

OH YES! I WANT TO GO HOME!

IMAGINE HOW WONDERFUL IT WILL BE

TOGETHER IN OUR ETERNAL HOME!

IT WILL BE SO GOOD

WHEN WE ARE ALL HOME!

And this is so two-sided.

It's the best thing that could happen,

yet people were terrified.

"Is it my turn next?"

But in a world where people are valued

depending on what they can

contribute to the Bride of Jesus.

It's like role play in reality,

where certain characters can be removed

if they're of no use or troublesome.

And this is a very, very distorted view

of humankind,

but that's how distorted it became.

I'll start like this, "Hi, Åsa.

My name is Martin Johnson.

Berg and I have been investigating

the Knutby case for the past two years.

You've chosen not to give us

an interview,

so we don't know how this was for you."

Has she actually said no?

She didn't even respond.

You can't write that,

but write that we need to know.

"And you have a right to know

what people say about you."

Not forgetting Helge's accusations, that

she's the one behind the m*rder plans.

Precisely.

We know what she said

about that before. But we can

Write that we're now going through

further evidence, those text messages.

There are things

we need to talk to her about.

Helge now says that it was Åsa

who sent the text messages to him,

that he then forwarded to you.

I don't know if it was like that.

But

I know they fitted very well

with what Helge and I talked about.

I would get text messages

about those details straight after.

To me, Åsa is the Bride of Christ,

she sentenced me to hell.

I had no contact with her.

I don't know what she knows about me.

But it was me and Helge

who had the contact.

How much of this could

you talk about at trial?

I am happy that I could manage

to talk about Helge.

And then I said it like it was.

But then what I couldn't say fully

It was the immense power Åsa had.

Everything was about

Åsa's death sentence over my life.

Is Åsa's responsibility legal or moral?

I don't know if she has a legal

responsibility, I can't answer that.

But when you judge people so harshly

how you treat others

That's something you're responsible for.

I feel Åsa has a moral responsibility

for how she has treated others.

Because Jesus hadn't come

we lived in a state of anxiety.

And until she came to Him,

we lived in a kind of pretend world.

And of course, weeks became months,

and months became years.

Naturally, this was extremely

frustrating for her

since she held on to this belief.

Because that's what it was,

a belief about who she was.

Jesus didn't come to Åsa

because of something.

It was someone's fault, not hers.

People were hindering Jesus's return.

Many of us close to her

were told that it was our fault.

The wall protecting her was not secure.

Since she was who she was,

she knew best what Jesus wanted.

We used to joke about her not

liking white, white was not a color.

She wanted color and life,

that's what was best for all.

If she wanted to decorate my home

she was giving me her blessing,

because she knows what's best for me,

even if I might not see it.

No one would stand up to her and say,

"But I don't want this."

Or, "I don't think that this is right."

If you did, you would be questioning

the Queen of Heaven and that is wrong.

It started with her repainting

Helge's house afterwards.

It was as if she was painting over

the terrible things that had happened.

The first strokes of the paint brush

on the new house.

This continued and escalated.

She was redecorating every house

in the congregation.

It became an unspoken privilege

that she was helping us.

I was thinking of putting blue

around the window.

I used to imagine the congregation

as her doll's house,

where she would put the dolls

in the rooms she chose.

And she redecorated as she pleased

and dressed them as she wanted.

And played with us.

Saturday was her party day,

a time to celebrate.

Sometimes it was fun

and we had a good time,

but very often there were

many very negative conversations

about those who were wrong.

With a bit of luck it wasn't you,

but someone else.

She was often angry with me because

I was too uptight or too scared.

"You look scared" and stuff like that.

- That's not a video camera, is it?

- Yes, it's rolling.

If I was scared she must be nasty

and she wasn't, so I was at fault.

- I can smell burnt popcorn here.

- Sorry, it's my fault.

- Go into the light.

- I'll go into the light.

- Go under the sun.

- Under the sun.

She wrestled me to the ground

in the garden once

and sprayed me with the garden hose

to make me less uptight, to relax a bit.

- She wrestled you to the ground?

- Yes, it wasn't hard.

I wasn't resisting. She took hold of me

and pushed me to the ground

and then she took the hose

and sprayed me with water.

We had been engaging,

for many years, in a battle

in our belief of who Åsa was

and where she was going.

We were fed this for such long time.

So in the end, you just buy all of it.

"Okay, sure, yes."

Your inner compass is wiped out.

When she had sprayed me

and helped me up again

and said, "Everything's fine now."

She was relieved. It felt good.

She wasn't cross with me any longer.

It was worth it.

It was like that a lot.

You took your punishment

because things got easier after.

Saying this doesn't feel right

or I don't think that this is right,

you suppressed everything

that involved one's self,

because that was one's ego

and one's ego was wrong.

You had to get rid of that.

It would die from your life anyway.

In the end there was nothing

of one's old self left.

Daddy come! It is so much fun!

- Is it really fun?

- Yes!

Daddy, come!

Spending time with family was selfish.

Time should be dedicated to God's work.

If I wanted to spend a weekend at home

I had to express this in a certain way.

It wasn't enough to say I wanted

to stay home. She wanted you to say,

"I'd rather be with you but I think

I need to meet some people."

I needed an excuse

for not being with her.

Early on, my ex-wife became

wrong according to Åsa.

I loved her and I wanted it

to work with us being together.

So I struggled for quite some time

to get Åsa to understand

that there was nothing wrong with her

and then Åsa said to me,

"Either you follow your ex-wife

or you follow God

and following God is the same as

following me. Which will you choose?"

My whole life was built

on doing everything for God.

That's what I had been taught.

I didn't want to stop following God.

Our relationship became platonic,

if you could even call it that.

I was almost always away.

I was on The Hill all the time.

So it was terribly difficult for her

and for me too,

but nothing compared

to what she went through.

I was doing what I believed

then to be more important.

- Do you remember? Pizza.

- Pizza!

This is my pizza that I will eat.

It's huge!

- Kalle, do I love you?

- Yes.

How much? That much?

Do you love me?

This much.

- Do you?

- Yes. As much as you love me.

How then did your relationship

with your children change?

As I said, I was rarely at home.

There was a long period

when I couldn't sleep at home.

I stayed with different people

in Knutby, my brother, Peter and Patrik.

Because I was wrong and it was said

that I spoiled my children.

I cared too much about them.

So I was rarely at home.

I met them on Sundays,

after the meeting up until

I had to be back in Knutby by 6:00 pm,

so just a few hours.

- Hi, Daddy! Come a little closer.

- No.

But Oh, I can see your hair

really well, Daddy. I zoomed in.

So you could say that I was a coward

and chose, in a way, to let her go.

But my frame of mind then was,

my only chance is to do as Åsa says.

She was the one

who determined the future.

It wasn't just for me.

I would ruin things for her.

She told me that I was hindering

the return of Jesus.

"He can't come back

because you're causing trouble."

And she wasn't talking about just me,

but about all of mankind suddenly,

and it was my fault.

It sounds so crazy now.

This is what I believed.

I believed that I was the one

hindering the return of Jesus

and doing so by caring

too much about my family.

I look forward to a new tomorrow.

Urban expressed, "In this battle,

are you willing to go there?"

That's roughly how he began.

And in his house were people

who were more familiar

with what his battle entailed,

and were more involved in it.

That's where he approached me,

"You will become closer to me

in the battle for Åsa.

You have a more important role

in Åsa's meeting Jesus."

Jesus! Jesus!

Life! Happiness!

To cut a long story short,

I was given an ultimatum.

Or rather, there's only one way,

to end my relationship with Patrik

and have a relationship with Urban.

That's what's important

for the final battle and Åsa.

And with that battle, what do you do?

Well

- This is so difficult.

- I understand that.

But it

There's only one way of saying it.

In short, it was sex.

I can't say it another way.

When I realized that I was losing her,

I couldn't do anything about it,

because we weren't married.

There was no proof we were together.

I got a taste of what it was like

to be in a secret relationship.

So I was powerless as I watched

how she was taken from me.

That's how it was for me.

A few years into this,

my wife was considered wrong.

And I was taught a lesson.

Åsa demanded that I express

enormous hate towards my own wife

and scold and humiliate her

in front of Åsa.

I was to physically

throw Emma out of the house.

Peter came home only for short visits.

He was away all the time.

I had to look after the house and kids.

I was left alone.

There was no warmth, no love

It was just very cold.

I was thinking, "You must put God first

and everything else falls into place."

Unfortunately,

that was my way of thinking.

And this is so contradictory.

While I was feeling so bad in here

there was nothing for me out there.

There was nothing to go back to.

That was how I felt.

I had no friends left either.

I had been living with this anxiety

for so long, I couldn't take anymore.

The only way for me to get on the

right side of God was for Åsa to say,

"It's all right now."

But what if she never says that?

I felt she never would say that.

It will never be alright.

Urban will never say it's all right.

I went through a long period

of being constantly scolded.

I was told that I was worse than Helge.

I was filled with the spirit of

the Anti-Christ that goes against Jesus.

It wasn't okay to take your life.

That was worse than being wrong.

That would be irrevocable and you could

never do anything about it.

But sometimes I drove way too quickly.

I thought,

"If I have an accident and I die,

then I haven't taken my life.

It's just an accident."

It was on a Saturday,

if I remember correctly.

I went up to The Hill.

When I arrived,

something had already begun.

We stood in their kitchen

at the far end of the house

and they were all standing around me

and being really aggressive.

And there's shouting and roaring,

"Pull yourself together.

You need to shape up.

What's your problem anyway?

Why are you like this?"

From their point of view,

they're trying to get me to wake up.

And what Patrik says is,

"Johan, straighten up.

Focus on God. Seek God.

Raise your hands and praise God.

That's not too much to ask for.

It's simple.

But you have to choose to do it."

I knew how Urban

would behave in this situation.

I knew I'd be meeting him that night.

I knew that he would corner me.

"Why haven't you sorted this out?"

While these thoughts are going

through my head I become frustrated.

And I'm looking at Johan in the corner

and I can see how dejected he is.

I hear Patrik say, "These are

simple things. Raise your hands."

I tried to leave.

I just wanted to get away from there.

And that's when I go

crazy.

So

I go for Johan and start slapping

and punching him.

"Come on, get up!"

I run.

Then Peter runs after me. I get in

the car and start it. I'm leaving.

Some of us ran through the garden.

Four or five of us ran after him.

He drags me out of the car.

I push him in the chest, "Come on!"

I had long hair at the time so he forces

me to my knees and drags me in.

He crawls in and I grab hold

of this ponytail

and pull him,

or lead him like a dog on a leash.

"You will crawl to her.

You will humble yourself."

So I had to crawl to her from the car

and beg for mercy.

If Johan had managed to leave

he would have been lost forever.

I'm thinking that I did something good.

I just saved his life.

In one way, I convicted myself

when I went to the police.

Three people in

the well-known Knutby congregation

have been reported to the police,

reports TV4 News.

Behind me is the building

that the Knutby congregation uses.

This year, congregation numbers

have dropped drastically

from about 100 to just 15 people.

The Knutby community speak

of manipulation and violence,

where former pastor Åsa Waldau

the Bride of Christ, has a central role.

Her aggressive outbursts

and circle of submissive followers

provoked distaste

among congregation members.

Reports of beatings

and sexual exploitation

are reminiscent of the sex scandals

that Helge Fossmo was involved in.

The beginning of the end

was the conversation we have

with this 17-year-old girl.

It was very clear that this was serious.

After an hour Urban comes out

and he asks to talk to me.

He takes me aside and says,

"There's big trouble. Stand by me."

Urban sat right in front of me,

a half meter away, on the floor,

like a sad dog.

Then I explode. So angry with him,

"What do you think you're doing?"

You've exploited a 17-year-old girl.

Are you completely stupid?

This was the final straw.

This is Urban, a married man, a pastor

who has a sexual relationship with

an underage girl for a battle for Åsa.

She's just one of several women he has

sexual relationships within this battle.

And this is what leads to the collapse

of Knutby Philadelphia.

After 97 years the Philadelphia

congregation in Knutby is dissolved.

The decision was taken

by the few remaining members,

reports the newspaper, Dagen.

I have today begun legal proceedings

against three former pastors,

in the now defunct Knutby

Philadelphia congregation.

One is Pastor Åsa Waldau,

formerly known as the Bride of Christ,

who has been reported for as*ault.

There's been a culture of punishing

members who've lapsed in their belief.

According to the prosecutor,

the assaults had become so common

that the victims find it hard

to remember specific incidents.

Well, it's so obvious when I meet

former members and members now

that they weren't aware.

Sometimes one spouse didn't know

what the other was doing.

Not their neighbors or friends either.

They were wrapped up

in their own turmoil

with their own secret,

dependent on those who were superior.

Many on the outside believed after

Helge Fossmo and Sara Svensson

were convicted to prison

and psychiatric care respectively

that this was a normal congregation

and it wasn't.

The trial of three former Knutby pastors

began in Uppsala District Court today.

Åsa Waldau is charged with assaulting

several congregation members

of the now defunct congregation.

The investigation was initiated when

Pastor Peter Gembäck went to the police

and told them what

he and the others had done.

A third pastor is charged with

sexually exploiting a young girl

in the congregation

what he called "care for the soul."

Go ahead.

Urban Fält has sexually exploited

Plaintiff A who was 17 years old

and in a position

of dependency to him.

Peter Gembäck's crimes against

Johan Grimborg are as follows,

as*ault by slapping him across the face

several times and by punching his body.

Unlawful restraint by holding him down

and while grabbing his hair,

forcing him to crawl ten meters.

Åsa has in her home

in Gränsta, Uppsala

intentionally assaulted

Plaintiff B as follows.

as*ault by biting her in the face.

as*ault by kicking her in the stomach.

as*ault by taking hold of her head and

banging it against the wall repeatedly.

as*ault by hitting her on the head

with a hairbrush and pulling her hair.

Åsa has assaulted Plaintiff A

by knocking her to the ground

and stamping on her,

scratching her body and biting her neck,

pulling her hair,

causing pain and redness.

I knew that Plaintiff A was waiting

for me in Maria's bedroom

and I knew that I was thinking

about her age and all that,

but I told myself not to think

of her as too young,

or that she can't do what's expected

of her because she's young.

All I remember is that I

I have oral sex with her first

and then I pulled my trousers down,

half-way I think,

and start having intercourse.

We're sitting on our bed,

and this conversation goes on for hours.

I see the panic in her eyes,

"No, I mustn't talk about this."

And I say: "What is it?" It was like

she couldn't physically say it.

"I can't tell anyone this."

She told herself,

"I did it for Jesus.

I did this for Åsa." This mantra.

The moment she put it into words,

when I hear those words,

my whole world falls apart.

And then we talk about what to do next.

What do we do now?

Our firm belief

was that Åsa is the Bride of Christ.

Since Åsa is someone who loves

the truth more than anything,

we must tell her the truth.

So I run as fast as I can to Åsa

and when I enter the room

the first thing she says is,

"You've got to save Urban.

I'm going to lose Urban too."

Meaning how she had lost Helge.

It's like a déjà vu experience.

This is exactly the same

as it was with Helge and Sara.

Helge had done nothing wrong.

It was all Sara.

There isn't just one Sara now.

This 17 year old is to blame.

The other women are to blame.

- Ester, here. A letter for you.

- No.

Since you didn't want to be interviewed

I thought you might read this letter.

You say that A could be exposed

to m*rder. I don't understand that.

I explained that,

considering our history,

to lie or go behind someone's back,

this has resulted in a m*rder.

It's dangerous.

- Did you say that to A?

- We talked about it.

How did she react to this information?

- I don't remember.

- Have you no memory of it at all?

No, but this was something we talked

about every now and then,

since we talked often about

what had happened.

The m*rder in 2004 was like the basis

for everything we did

and everything we were protecting.

But that was a long time ago.

Why the need to discuss this with A?

We lived in the same context.

Our line of reasoning was the same.

We're on our way home, time is

running out. Jesus is coming soon.

It hasn't happened yet.

That was my line of thinking.

This was our theory.

The same explanation as we had then,

what we saw as a spiritual battle,

so it wasn't strange that we said this.

Our theory was that this was a battle.

Back in 2003 it was as if any minute,

of any day the world could end.

It does something to your mind.

To live in Åsa's world,

to be accepted by her

It is as if you have

your loved ones, your family

You have everything

that you want in life.

And to be wrong in Knutby

is like losing someone.

Completely irreversibly.

It is horrifically strong emotions.

You do anything to be good again.

And this feeling, "I'll do anything",

is placed on Åsa.

I think it was in the autumn

or winter of 2015.

She keeps hitting me. She's in a rage.

She's extremely angry.

I'm on my hands and knees.

My earrings come flying off.

And I panic

because she gave me those earrings.

So I'm lying on the floor.

It's dark so I use my phone for light.

I think Kajsa helped me look for them.

And I thought that this was awful also.

Because suddenly,

someone is kind enough

to help me search

and I didn't want Kajsa to help me,

because I was nasty and stupid,

terribly stupid.

Because Åsa had to go

to these extremes to chastise me.

And I didn't want Kajsa to have

to help me because I was wrong.

I wish I could adequately describe

the panic I felt when Åsa beat me.

In one way it was

It wasn't the beatings as such.

The worst part was hearing you

were wrong and nasty towards her,

refusing to relent, being rebellious.

She had at least five talks

with me every day

about how disgusting I am,

how awful I am.

I let her down

and I'm a really bad person.

I had the chance of a lifetime.

I was worthless.

I cry in my bed for a whole year.

I can't get out of my bed.

I'm not allowed to go to a doctor.

I'm not allowed to say I'm depressed

and that I'm not eating

and that I'm not sleeping.

I'm banished from the community.

And then Åsa takes my daughter.

I'm not allowed to keep her.

And she's not allowed to call me mum.

She's told that I'm a traitor,

"Your mother is on her way to hell.

She's a disgusting person. You're not

allowed to call your home, home."

And it's

There is a view that you can raise

your hand to others,

according to the Old Testament.

But there's a New Testament.

There's love and goodness

in Jesus and God too.

Why not use that method instead?

Why not get the message across verbally?

Why physical violence?

I don't know.

Have you difficulty

controlling your anger?

No.

Kristina tells us here

that you attack her.

The violence you subject her to

takes her completely by surprise.

She says that you hit her on the head,

and that you scratch her body,

bite her neck and pull her hair.

And she urinates on herself.

Are you saying that you didn't notice

how terrified she was

that she urinated on herself?

- I didn't notice that.

- Don't you remember it?

- I remember hitting her across the face.

- You've said that, yes.

I don't remember the rest.

I can't even relate to it.

When I was in the psychiatric ward,

if anyone said anything bad about Åsa

I would start crying and say stop!

Don't say that.

She hears it. She can hear it!

And I was terrified.

I thought she was beyond human.

Was there a moment you felt a release?

I remember

I was locked away in an isolation room.

I couldn't meet anyone.

I couldn't meet anyone, no news,

no reading newspapers, no TV.

When I was completely alone

in that tiny room,

it was as if it hit me then.

A nurse came in saying,

"I'm so sorry, Sara,

that you can't join

While the other patients

are celebrating midsummer out here."

But there and then I felt euphoric.

I just felt,

"Now, finally I'm free! I am free!"

In this room I am so free.

I can think what I want.

I can do what I want.

I can be who I want.

I am free.

In this room I own myself.

Tell me, what have you found?

I can see how Åsa, Helge and Sara

communicated with each other.

But if Helge wants to use this

as evidence

there should be a very clear link.

That just before he sends

a text message to Sara,

he should have received one from Åsa.

Yes, there should be a clear link

that he receives a message

just before he sends one to her.

- Does he?

- No, there's nothing.

- So he's lying then.

- The problem is, we can't know that.

Because Åsa had two mobile phones

and one of them was never analyzed.

Okay, but we have Helge's phones.

We can check his incoming text messages.

I thought that too.

But I've now discovered,

that 16 years ago, in 2004,

technology had its limitations.

To get a complete picture

of text message exchanges,

you need both the sender

and the receiver.

In order to find out

if Åsa texted Helge,

you would need the data

from Åsa's phone.

There could be more data on

Helge's phone than we can see here

- since we don't have Åsa's data.

- Yes.

- That's crazy.

- That's how it was back then.

We can request them. We have her number.

I did that. But the problem is,

it's no longer possible.

They've been deleted?

The police didn't

request the data back then.

I've even called the operators,

but to no avail.

Yes.

You've compiled a digital version of

this stack. You've been through it all.

We've gone further than anyone else

in following this lead,

yet we still can't say what happened.

No, that's right.

Even though Helge says the evidence

is there and we can't find it,

it still doesn't prove

that he's is lying.

Correct.

Crazy.

There must be records of text messages

from Åsa somewhere.

This happened with Alexandra's

mobile phone data that was restored.

There were texts from Åsa

that weren't in the lists.

For some reason,

her text messages weren't there.

We don't know how much data exists.

We just know

what we get from the police.

So we will never know

if we got all the data,

or if it is complete.

But based on what we have,

we cannot see any link in this data.

- No.

- You can't

We cannot say

that there's systematic evidence

that Helge receives texts from

an instigator that he then forwards.

We can't see that.

All the evil, the problems,

the misery, the abuse,

everything that Knutby was accused of

was because of me.

The interesting thing is,

it got seven times worse after I left.

You would imagine

when this kind of thing happens

that it would be an eye-opener.

That they would have done

some soul-searching,

"What went wrong?

What are we doing wrong?"

But by saying that Helge caused it all

and now he's gone,

they didn't have to change anything.

And if it was because of me then

it would not have continued like it did,

and escalated and gotten out of hand.

Nevertheless, it must be said

that people stopped dying when

after this, so

Seven times worse in one way,

but there were no further deaths.

Do you understand what I mean?

Yes, it would have been interesting

if there had been serial deaths

where people were dying annually

and this had ceased.

But that's not the reality of it.

In 2004, two people

in this congregation were sick.

That is, Sara and Helge.

The others were

in a completely different world.

But now a whole congregation is saying,

"We were a part of this sect.

It was not healthy. It was not good."

And I'm thinking too, looking back,

we criticize the police because

they don't address this sect issue.

But the question is,

what could they have said then

if the police had asked them?

Many of the sect members probably

wouldn't have been able to,

even if they tried, since they were sure

that it was the next life that mattered.

They were on their way there.

But the pressure chamber is open now

and this brain-washing is wearing off.

And now we have a group of people

that for the past 20 years

in certain cases

have violated themselves, crushed their

own egos and lost their sense of self.

And they have to find themselves again.

The question is, what will they find?

What will they discover?

What will be revealed?

The man charged with as*ault

and ill*gal threats

was given a suspended sentence

together with day fines.

The second man, for sexual exploitation

of a dependent person

to a suspended sentence

and 160 hours community service.

Two copies

of the Knutby verdict, please.

The District Court has convicted

the woman on eight counts of as*ault

and freed her on six counts of as*ault.

She was given a suspended sentence

and 120 hours community service.

You mentioned that

you don't have any contact with Åsa.

What would you say to her if you could?

I wish she could understand

how her words

have had consequences

in so many ways.

I'm one person who paid a high price

by being in Knutby and following her.

In relation to my family,

my old friends,

it has affected so many people,

and I'm just one of say, a hundred.

And each one of us has a story to tell.

What's that?

A letter from Åsa.

"Hi, you've been trying to contact me

in different ways.

I'm not interested in taking part.

It doesn't matter what I say anyway.

It will be edited to suit

the media's story and commenting on

or denying other people's statements

and experiences is meaningless.

It's impossible for me

to explain something

that I'm processing and grieving over.

It would also mean

exposing people I loved

and believed I was living

in unity with. I won't do that.

Furthermore, addressing defamation

and insults from Helge and Sara

is just too much. My family and I

find this too difficult.

Yours sincerely, Åsa."

Now we know

where she stands in any case.

Yes and we must respect that.

She's always said that Helge is lying.

I was completely prepared to

If I had received a message

saying sh**t yourself

I would have done it.

- Do you mean that?

- Yes, I mean it.

I didn't exist.

I was a shell, a robot,

I was annihilated, so nullified.

A few years back, I thought about

This is so difficult to talk about

When I thought about

Alexandra's reaction

to the first shot

There was nothing. Nothing.

Because it hit the hip

and there was no reaction.

How can that be, I don't understand?

Now I can see and feel that

Then I thought it was on me,

but now, it's like

Wait a second. How could it be?

Why did she not move?

Wait, that she could have?

What do you mean Sara?

I don't know.

I don't know if she was alive or not.

Maybe she wasn't alive

when I got there. I don't know.

Åsa Waldau has declined

to participate in the series.

She has been informed

about the claims made against her

but did not want to reply

to comment further.

Urban Fält declined to participate

in the series

but has been informed about

the claims made against him.

His reply is that he

deeply regrets his actions,

believed strongly at the time

he was doing gods work,

but says that he was brainwashed

and is sorry for the harm he caused.