Olemme kaikki syyllisiä (1954)

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"WE'RE ALL GUILTY"

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There's been a m*rder?

Thank you.

Honka to the office.

Get a move on.

A dead woman has been found.

Try to make the morning paper.

A homicide always sells.

You got it.

Leave me a spot

on the front page.

Good evening. What can you

tell me about the case?

A fight between drunks

leading to manslaughter?

I don't think so.

The victim is a young

female university student.

Based on the textbook in her

bag she's a linguistics student.

Her name is Leena Järvelä.

- Järvelä?

Was it a robbery-homicide?

- No.

Her bag contains more than

5,000 Finnish marks.

A crime of passion then?

Has she been assaulted?

- Can't say before the autopsy.

She's been k*lled with a knife.

Of the nine wounds at least

three are fatal.

It's easy to infer whether

it's a crime of passion.

That's all I can say, for now.

This couple found the body.

I'd like to hear your comments.

It's awful that women can't

walk alone in peace.

I hope you'll catch

the sick m*rder*r?

Please tell me how you

found the victim.

"A BRUTAL CRIME"

"A YOUNG LADY m*rder*d

WITH A KNIFE.

"IS IT A SEX CRIME?"

You've done a good job.

You can now focus on this story.

It will engage the people.

How did you like the

implication to a sex crime?

It's good. It will arouse

people's interest.

Go on with that angle.

- I'll have more in the evening.

As her best friends you can probably

tell me something about the victim.

For instance about her

boyfriends.

You were miss Järvelä's roommates?

- Yes.

To my knowledge Leena's only boyfriend

was her ex-fiancé Antti Kajava.

You said ex.

Had they broken up?

Leena divorced him a while ago.

His jealousy got on her nerves.

He could be waiting outside to see

whether Leena came home alone.

He did things like that.

- Did you know the fiancé?

Yes, he visited many times.

Leena left with him yesterday.

- Why didn't you say that right away?

You never asked.

- And we did say it now.

My apologies.

Do you know where he lives?

- At puistokatu.

Crime department.

We'd like to see a tenant of yours,

university student Kajava.

He didn't come home for the night.

- When was he last home?

He did stop by in the evening.

I only heard him

use the bathroom.

Well then, may we see his room?

- By all means.

I was just getting ready to clean.

It may be messy.

Thank you.

Do you know this woman?

- Mr. Kajava's fiancee? I've seen her.

Have you read the news?

- I haven't had the time.

Did something unusual happen?

- No.

We police tend to ask

all kinds of questions.

What's it say?

- See for yourself.

It was written a week ago

but it was never sent.

"Dear Leena, when you

read this I'll be gone.

"Since you rejected my love

I see no reason to live.

"You'll be happy if I'm gone.

"And I'll be hopeless if I

continue my lonely life.

"It's best this way.

Make yourself happy.

"Sincerely, the man who loved you

until the end, Antti."

He seemingly considered suicide.

But saw it better

to commit m*rder?

What's that?

He's guilty of m*rder?

He's a m*rder*r?

"A m*rder*r has escaped

from Helsinki.

"Last seen on a train to north.

Is the brute on his way to Sweden?"

Do you like it?

- You bet.

The other papers try to copy our

headlines, but you're ahead of them.

What's next?

- I'll investigate her friends -

and make the victim out to be

a joyful person full of life.

A real sunshine.

People love to read that.

And they must get what they want,

it's what they pay for.

Have you heard anything

new from the police?

They expect to make

an arrest at any moment.

Laine promised to contact

once something comes up.

Is that train headed to Kouvola?

Yes, but there's

a long stop at Riihimäki.

Thank you.

"HOMICIDAL MANIAC?"

Are you Antti Kajava?

- Yes.

Come with us.

Have you no luggage?

- No.

You would've been

homesick in Sweden.

I wasn't headed to Sweden.

- Where then?

Home.

- Get up.

Antti Kajava,

a student in medical school.

Any relatives?

- None.

Your parents have passed away?

- Yes.

Both of them?

- They hanged themselves. Got it?

That's unnecessary,

it won't benefit you.

But if it troubles you to share

personal information...

We can come back to it later.

This is only preliminary.

Is this knife yours?

- Yes.

What did you use it for?

- To sharpen pencils in class.

And not to commit m*rder?

- No.

Can you explain why a knife

with your fingerprints on it -

has been found next to the

m*rder*d miss Järvelä's body?

I must've dropped it.

- On that we agree.

So you m*rder*d miss Järvelä?

- No.

I couldn't have done it.

I love her.

Do you confess to murdering her?

- No, I didn't do it! I said I love her.

You won't confess to it then?

- That's right.

It's pointless to continue.

You have a right to a lawyer.

Who do you want? - Nobody.

Surely you want a defense?

- I don't need one.

"Hardened criminal denies

obvious facts.

"Was the crime premeditated?"

"Cynical m*rder*r

denies everything."

"Is Kajava a sex offender?"

"Even facts won't persuade

the m*rder*r to confess."

"Are our laws too lenient?"

"Will the m*rder*r

plead insanity?"

"The m*rder*r is still in denial."

"When will homicides end?"

"m*rder*r to face justice soon."

"FROM A READER: Will a madhouse

once again save a sexual predator?"

"Do women have any

safety?"

"FROM A READER:

We demand the death penalty!"

"Civilised countries also

have the death penalty."

"m*rder*r in court today."

Based on the aforementioned facts

we can conclude -

that the defendant Antti Kalervo Kajava

has deliberately and with intent -

k*lled university student

Leena Tellervo Järvelä.

Therefore I seek maximum

punishment, imprisonment for life.

Does the plaintiff, the mother of

the victim, have anything to say?

My client agrees with the punishment

sought by the prosecution -

but wishes to additionally

be compensated -

25,000 Finnish marks

for a ruined suit -

and 30,000 Finnish marks

for funeral expenses.

The following logs have been

conducted by the criminal police -

and verified by the defendant.

"On October 2nd at 10 pm...

"...the defendant said the following...

"After we were done talking

I asked to kiss her as a goodbye.

"Miss Järvelä refused so

I tried to kiss her with force.

"She resisted by slapping me.

"I grabbed her shoulders and

tried to pull her closer to me.

"She managed to get free

and insulted my parents.

"This caused me to lose

control of myself -

"and what happened then

is unknown to me.

"In my eyes I saw

like a red veil -

"and once it was gone I noticed

miss Järvelä lying in her own blood.

"After the shock -

"my plan was to travel

to my foster parents' -

"to tell them about what had occurred

and to then turn myself in."

Does the defendant wish to say

anything about the testimony?

No.

The fact that the defendant had a

knife on him proves premeditation.

And as a medical student

he knows where to strike.

Three of the wounds were fatal.

The number of the wounds

may suggest a crime of passion.

Antti asked Leena to go with him

even though she didn't want to go.

According to forensics the fingerprints

belong to the defendant.

I heard the defendant on the evening

of the m*rder at around 11 pm -

in the bathroom probably

washing off the blood.

The poor girl was lying in her

own blood. I thought I'd pass out.

The remoteness of the

crime scene strongly suggests -

that the m*rder*r lured the

victim there to as*ault her.

As the defendant's defense attorney

I wish to state the following...

According to his own confession the

defendant has k*lled miss Järvelä -

but I contest the m*rder charge

for the following reasons...

The defendant's parents have

both died under conditions -

that were clearly

caused by mental illness.

His mother hanged herself

in a mental hospital, -

his father, an alcoholic,

also committed suicide.

The father's family

has a history of -

falling sickness and

other mental illnesses.

Hence there's reason to have the

defendant psychiatrically evaluated -

since according to my understanding

the death has occurred -

while the defendant was in a

legally insane state.

If he isn't entirely non-liable...

Leave me be!

I m*rder*d her with intent.

You must understand that

I want what's best for you -

under the conditions

guaranteed to us by law.

What would you know

about what's best for me.

You've made sure

I'll end up in a madhouse.

You want to lock me in there

for my entire life.

Calm down...

- "Calm down."

Crazy people won't

calm down on command.

They won't calm down...

No... they hang themselves.

Hang themselves...

I'll hang myself too.

They'll have bed sheets...

I'm sure of it.

Believe me, I'll do my best for you,

but you must support my defense.

Today you did everything to

give a bad impression of yourself.

I need no defense.

I never asked for you.

I want to end up in prison.

I deserve it. I'm not crazy...

Listen...

- I don't want to.

Leave me alone.

Go away.

The car is waiting.

It's seven o'clock.

"Will a m*rder*r be once again saved

by a psychiatric evaluation?

"m*rder*r goes off in courtroom

acting mentally insane."

Good morning, mommy.

The hero reporter has been out

achieving great feats.

Have you read the headlines?

- Yes.

You've succeeded if you mean

to win over new readers.

Why you!

You know that reporters

are only interested in truth.

Cold, matter-of-fact truth.

- The truth.

Not sensations.

- Right.

And you know the truth before

justice and doctors. - It's routine.

I'm a routined newsman.

Besides, all murderers are guilty.

It's easy to write about them,

as long as you have a headline.

A m*rder*r might

get out of prison one day.

Then it would be important for them

to know what people think of them.

But you've taken care

of that beforehand.

You're looking at a representative

of public opinion.

It's the m*rder*r's business to

think of their own matters. - Yes.

Preferably before the m*rder.

- Yes, yes.

I'm tired.

Let's go to bed.

HOSPITAL

You asked for an interview

about a patient called Antti Kajava.

Are you the reporter writing

sensational articles about this?

Just the usual normal ones.

But now this case has aroused my

interest in a particular way -

as it seems in a way

out of the ordinary.

Both the m*rder*r and the

victim were university students.

I suppose that's the

only unusual aspect.

There's always a reason for m*rder

and in this case it's obvious.

I could tell you my thoughts on the

case after observing Kajava.

It's best to start from childhood,

as everything goes back to it.

The defendant's parents lived in a rural

region as farm laborers in a house -

that would become his home

after the defendant was adopted.

His father was a well known

womaniser and a hoodlum.

After messing around

with a woman -

he had to marry the

defendant's mother -

as the host would've frowned upon

scandals among his servants.

The man continued his loose living

style which greatly hurt the wife.

She would often take her frustrations

out on the boy, the defendant, -

who would suffer innocently.

The boy began to fear his mother.

The father on the other

hand treated him well.

He was the only one the boy

could trust and depend on.

Shall we go fishing?

- The fish won't bite yet.

Run home and father will

come and get you later. Bye.

Go outside or stay inside, but

don't stand there like a treegod.

Put that thing away!

Have you seen your father?

I wonder where that b*stard

will spend the whole Sunday again?

Playing cards of course,

losing his money.

Drunk again. Now there's a

role model for the boy.

He's going to lose another job to

drinking. And then he'll face the road.

Yes, you'll end up on the road

too thanks to your father.

On the road, to beg!

Didn't I tell you to

put that thing away?

Dad!

Stop! You're k*lling him!

- Piss off!

What's it to you even if I did?

It's my kid!

Antti, get up and go play.

She's drowning herself!

The boy didn't know it then

that his mother would lose it -

and that she'd end up

in a mental institution.

Or that he'd never see his father

again, since he disappeared.

It wasn't until years later

that he was heard from.

And he didn't know it

then that his mother -

would hang herself days later

with a bed sheet in the hospital.

But he'd come to know it later.

Well, Antti, this is now

your new home.

You get to play until you

go to school after summer.

If you get good grades you can

go there for as long as you like.

Be a good and obedient son

and we'll get along.

Call me your aunt and him

your uncle, understood?

Yes, aunt.

Go play and get to know the place.

We'll call for you once food is ready.

Whose daughter are you?

It could be a dumb thing to do

with the boy.

His mother was mentally insane.

Is it appropriate to hang yourself?

And father runs away.

I hear the father's family -

has a history of falling sickness

and other mental illnesses.

His mother hanged herself!

His mother hanged herself!

I've caught you fighting

twice already, Antti.

Until now you've got off

with a warning -

but this time I'll mark it

in your diary.

If this goes on you'll get two hours

detention and a mark for misbehavior.

Is there a reason

for the fights?

Other than

your fierce character?

No, there's no other reasons.

Well, sit down.

Try to control it.

Anyhow, you've been warned.

Let's go!

I'd hang myself if I were you.

It's the teacher!

You know the consequences.

I warned you as I recall.

Hey, these are yours, right?

I think that's all of them.

"Yesterday, a tr*mp, Johannes Kajava,

was found hung on a tree with a belt.

"An alcoholic, he was discharged

from hospital without treatment.

"The cause was likely

a sudden mental disturbance."

On your way to school?

That's right.

Hey, Kalle...

- Yes? What's troubling you?

Do you know what a

sudden mental disturbance is?

Yes.

It's when you're a little out of

your mind, though not always.

And one doesn't notice it.

But one pretty day you lose it

and anything can happen.

Do you know what

falling sickness is?

Yes.

It's also one of those disorders

that's related to, -

to put it nicely,

the nervous system.

Why do you ask?

It's been brought up in school.

Bye then, I need to go.

Bye.

And they brought a possessed man

to Jesus who was also blind and mute.

Jesus healed him

and exorcised him.

I explained to you last time

what it means to be possessed.

That word is used

frequently in the Bible.

Surely everyone remembers?

Inkeri, go ahead.

To be possessed is to have falling

sickness or other mental illnesses.

Why do you always stay behind?

Scared of a fight?

It's not that, I'm scared of a

bad mark for my behavior.

Why do you always fight then?

- I don't know.

They say things that make me.

I can't help it.

We go the same route.

We could go together.

You won't fight then?

No, I won't.

Come on now.

I'm only laughing because...

You looked so formal like

a principal giving a speech.

Let's go.

Do you have a bicycle?

- No.

Can you ride one?

- I don't know, I've never tried.

I got a brand new one yesterday.

Wanna come and try it?

I don't know,

I couldn't do it anyways.

You never know until

you try. Come on.

Nah.

- Come on, let's go.

Don't get upset.

You looked so funny.

It wasn't as easy as I thought.

What did you get on your

geometry test? - 9+.

You must be upset for

not getting a perfect 10.

It's because I lack

distracting hobbies.

Other than you.

Don't get upset.

I'm so grateful for that 7 I got.

It's all thanks to you though.

That you bother to help someone

as stupid as me with math.

I have such an odd sense of fun.

I like to help you with math.

Speaking of fun, will you come

to the school ball this evening?

What good am I to anyone?

I can't even dance.

- But that's easy.

Just move your legs to the beat

and avoid the walls.

That's all.

Maybe, but it's no fun to me.

Nobody even bullies you anymore

and you don't have to fear fighting.

They won't say it out loud, but

I know what they're thinking.

You'll come if I ask nicely?

You're being paranoid, nobody's

thinking of anything anymore.

And if they do, so what?

We're together after all.

You'll come, right?

I suppose I have to.

Is it so bad that you

'have to' come with me?

You know I didn't mean that.

Bye then,

let's meet here at 8 pm.

Look, even Antti forgot

about his world-weariness -

and came to watch

a peasant having fun.

Shut up.

Do I need your permission

to come in?

They meant no harm.

They're just acting funny.

- I don't understand humor like that.

Just ignore it.

We came here to have fun.

There's music, everyone's

dancing and having fun.

Except for me.

- If that's how you live your life -

you're never gonna have fun.

Come on and dance with me.

Right, so that everyone

could laugh at me.

You're hopeless.

Listen, you should go ask Mooses

for a dance.

You look the same.

May I?

Be my guest.

A bottle of orange soda.

There you go.

Thirty Finnish marks.

What are you looking for?

- Have you seen Antti?

He went to the buffet all gloomy

like he had m*rder in his mind.

Next up is women's waltz,

I gotta go.

May your most humble servant

ask you for a dance?

Don't be silly.

I don't dance.

It's a women's waltz.

Surely you can't offend me?

But I can't dance.

Will you or won't you come?

Jaska put it there and the

teacher never noticed.

Antti!

What's wrong?

Did something upset you?

Look at me.

Explain.

Why did you make me play a

clown in front of everyone?

Maybe that was your intention.

To make me look ridiculous.

- Don't be silly.

Nobody laughed at you.

- I heard them.

The whole school snickering at me,

like always.

Don't be crazy!

- That's what I am, what else?

Antti...

Forgive me.

Listen, let's forget about this.

We've always had fun together.

Sure, when it's

just the two of us.

If only it could always

be just the two of us.

The flowering season’s here now

With beauty and great joy

See you in the evening.

Gaudeamus igitur

Iuvenes dum sumus

Post iucundam iuventutem

Post molestam senectutem

Nos habebit humus

Do you think anyone's missing us?

- Not me at least.

Why did we steal the caps?

You don't like people.

You just want to be

alone with me.

Is it true what you once said?

Nothing's more true than that.

It's over now. It did take time.

I mean school.

And now life is supposed to be

ahead of us.

It may well be, do you doubt it?

I don't know.

The future scares me.

Everything's been clear until now.

It's always been certain that school

goes on and that you're part of it.

What are you scared of?

That the future takes you

away from me.

Then I'll be lonely again.

- Am I that important to you?

Yes, you're the apple of my eye.

You're the only person that's

been a positive part of my life.

You've always been good to me.

Even in the first grades you were

the only one who didn't bully me.

You're the only person...

I've ever loved.

And I can't love anybody else.

That means a lot.

Not enough.

Listen, I've realized

in all these years -

that when it comes to some

things you're just useless.

What do you mean?

Considering you got four A's,

you're pretty dumb.

How come?

Must I as a poor D student

reach for the stars and -

ask you to get engaged with me?

Are you serious?

You're so selfish that only

you have the right to be in love.

Someone else might fall in love too.

- Leena, Leena, Leena!

Stop saying it over and over,

"Leena, Leena, Leena."

Tell me, will you take me?

- You seriously ask me that?

I hope you don't dislike my taste?

- Are you completely serious?

If I were a man,

in this situation -

I'd make temporary rings

from tree bark.

Wait here, don't go anywhere.

Would you put this

where it belongs?

Are we really engaged now?

We sure are.

I'll get real rings for us

as soon as I can.

Let's do it in Helsinki after summer,

once I've returned from France.

Oh, right, you go with

your father. - Yes.

Let's not shock them just yet.

Your family surely

won't accept me.

Whatever happens, I accept you.

You've heard about...

You know about my parents.

They weren't exactly healthy.

They were... mentally ill.

What's that got to do with this?

You see, disorders like that

can be hereditary.

You never know, I could be...

Stop believing in fairy tales.

All those things about Mendell

and the rest are nonsense.

I've told you I plan to

become a doctor.

But I haven't told you -

I plan to become a neurologist,

a psychiatrist.

I want to help people

with a similar childhood.

I want to teach them to live,

to not fear people.

Teach them to love others...

- Listen...

Then you must yourself first

learn about life and love.

We've been engaged

for so long already -

and you haven't even kissed me

today any more than before.

I've never even thought of

touching you like that.

You're too sacred to me

for that.

I don't want to be any

old and withered saint!

I suppose it's best

I do it first then.

How did it feel?

It was... heavenly.

That was my first kiss.

Including my childhood.

There's more of that.

You'll see.

Get at least three skips

and I'll grant your wish.

I'm the spirit of the woods

and that's a promise.

I wish nothing will

ever separate us.

Listen, I forgot that magic is only

magic on Midsummer's night.

Let's go see what the

others are doing.

"THE DEFENSE RESTS ON

MENTAL DISORDER THEORY.

"IS KAJAVA PRETENDING TO

BE MENTALLY INSANE?"

"WHO'S GUILTY IN THE END?

"IS KAJAVA A VICTIM OF

CIRCUMSTANCES?

"SOCIETY OUGHT TO PUNISH

ITSELF."

See you.

Take this to the editor.

- On it.

You're all done.

What happens to the guy?

- We'll see.

He goes to prison?

- What's it to you?

Shall we go for a drink?

- Sure, let's go.

I'll just clean up this table.

- Let's do that.

It matters what you write.

Even a m*rder*r is

just a human being.

A m*rder could be a statement

against the very society -

that made them a m*rder*r.

But so far your stories

contradict you.

But I haven't written

anything yet.

I've sold papers, played around

with peoples' lives.

That stops now!

- What if they want to sell a lot?

It's not my problem.

Why?

Who's this?

- The editor.

Miss, a gin and grapefruit.

Is it important?

- No, I'm here just because.

Is my story on the front page?

- No, it's in the wastebasket.

Thank you, miss.

What the hell? Was it not good?

- It was, kind of.

But it's not for a newspaper.

- Can't a newspaper tell the truth?

Do you fear losing readers?

- What do you know about truth?

What does anyone know? Even the

law doesn't. It's made up by people.

But it must take its course.

It won't improve if you tamper

with it. - No, it won't.

I don't believe there will be any

miscarriage of justice in this case.

If you won't publish it, I'll quit.

- Be my guest.

Will it benefit the Kajava story?

Then why did you let me

write contradicting stories -

where the m*rder*r has

already been condemned?

That's different.

That's how it should be.

Of course murderers have their

reasons justifying their actions.

The reactions of society and the

press must oppose the m*rder*r.

You see, if the m*rder*r is

a victim of circumstances -

then the court of law

must only punish, -

and it mustn't begin to

reform social aspects.

You see, under no

circumstances -

can anyone take

another person's life.

A m*rder is always a m*rder.

You see, life wasn't created

so it can be destroyed.

I'm done writing about crime.

- We'll see about that.

I suppose you'll go hear the

verdict tomorrow? - Yes.

But not for your paper.

- Don't be childish.

No paper accepts stories like

yours today, that's for sure.

You could try "True Stories."

Shut up.

Miss, a cut brandy!

At the end of August,

this year, -

miss Järvelä returned from

abroad and stayed in Helsinki.

Hi, it's so nice to see you.

You finally came back.

- Greetings from Paris.

Did you have fun?

- Yes.

Will you now stay here?

- Yes.

What have you been up to?

- I bought all these books.

Studying them makes one smarter.

MENTAL ILLNESSES

Listen, wanna go swimming

tomorrow?

Let's ride our bikes to a beach.

- Sure.

Come here at 11 o'clock.

- I will.

I forgot...

I have them now.

Hi.

I was in the middle of packing.

It's very hot outside.

- Yes, a proper Indian summer.

It feels so strange...

Like this moment isn't real.

Like all this had happened

sometime before.

I know. I've felt like that too.

There must be something here

to take with us?

I must not...

Who forbids it?

Leena...

Can I have my clothes back?

Can you forgive me?

- There's nothing to apologize for.

And nothing to forgive.

I want you to believe that

I feel sorry.

Are you leaving?

Yes.

Can I kiss you?

If you feel like it.

You're not angry at me, are you?

I asked you not to

talk about it.

When will we see again?

Can I call you in the evening?

Do not call me for a while now.

Bye.

Hello? Unfortunately

she's not home right now.

She's in the city, yes.

She'll probably be back in the

evening. You're welcome.

You can't keep that up forever.

You have to make a decision.

You've been tormenting

the poor boy for a week.

I know.

Everything just feels so dull.

What's happened between you two?

First you're like a pair of doves

and then suddenly it's all kaput.

A lovers' quarrel, huh?

It's not that.

I noticed something

I should've noticed ages ago.

Try to make sense of that,

she isn't making any.

Come to the school ball with us.

Someone there might cheer you up.

I doubt it.

But I can still come.

Good evening, Leena.

- Good evening.

I want to talk with you.

Can you come with me?

I'll walk you home.

- Why not...

- You wanted to talk with me?

- Let's go somewhere quiet.

Can you come to my place?

No. Let's go somewhere else.

Thanks for a nice evening.

Bye.

Bye.

Can I have another one?

It's past serving hours, sorry.

I heard you had a nice evening.

Yes, I did. What of it?

If you're looking for a fight,

you won't get one.

But I'll talk if you stay calm.

Fine.

Let's stay calm then.

What's come down between us?

Are you upset about what

happened back then?

I'm not upset about that.

I wanted it as well.

Probably more than you did.

Then I don't understand.

I understood then...

That you're not a man.

You're a small boy -

and all these years you've been

looking for a mother in me.

If you had been a man and taken me,

even with force, as a woman...

It would be different.

But I won't look after you

for the rest of my life.

So you were looking for a man

tonight?

Not in the sense that you mean.

I was seeing friends.

I'm a normal young woman

and I want to see people like me.

I've been avoiding others

for your sake.

You forget the fact that

you're my fiancee.

You're wearing my ring

as we speak.

Not anymore.

So you're divorcing me?

That's right.

Leena... I can't understand how

we ended up in this situation.

That shouldn't be difficult -

if you could see that you're

staring at your own misery.

You wish to pull another

person into it.

You're selfish and you look up

to your own sorry fate.

You're a tragedian, and

worst of all, you want it.

You miss out on life.

I reckon you'd be miserable

if you were happy for a moment.

It sounds contradictory,

but it's true.

Can't we really stay together?

Leena, let's try one more time.

I'd give anything.

I wouldn't say it won't happen,

but before that...

Man up.

Stop following me

and spying on me.

Goodbye, Antti.

"Dear Leena...

"When you receive this letter...

"I will be gone."

Hello?

Yes.

Oh, it's you.

Is it necessary?

If what you say is true

it's fine by me.

I'll be down in half an hour.

It was Antti. I'll go see him.

- Is that a good idea?

He said he understood everything

I told him last time.

He said he wants to say goodbye.

Right, then you'll fall for him

again.

If what he said was true,

it's my obligation to go.

After all, he's a boy I used to love.

- And will love again.

That's not impossible under

certain circumstances.

It made me so happy

when you said that -

you've figured out your life.

I suppose I was too harsh on you

the last time, but I was so upset.

I'm glad you've worked it out.

Tell me, what have you decided?

Will you begin studying

seriously?

What I've decided is

childishly simple.

It's written down in a few

short sentences in a letter -

that waits for you on my desk.

Friendly folks will probably

give it to you once all is over.

What do you mean?

Once what's over?

Everything.

What I said on the phone is true,

I've come up with a plan.

And I want to say my goodbyes now.

- I don't understand.

What's the plan?

To see you one last time,

and then it's over, fini.

A suicide.

Antti will be gone.

Don't be crazy.

You can't be serious.

I can't help being crazy.

What else could I be?

I take after my parents.

Though you didn't

believe in heredity.

I don't believe you.

You're acting tragic.

You're mistaken. For once.

I don't want to listen to you.

I want to go home.

This is our last meeting.

And I haven't said my goodbyes.

I want to kiss you once more.

Let me go or I'll scream!

You weren't always this reluctant.

- Let me go!

Good for you this will be

the last time.

Please, let me go!

Go to hell you son of a

hanged b*tch!

The court may be of the opinion

I've been too extensive -

but I think it's been

absolutely necessary.

Based on this story, -

based on confidential discussions

with the defendant, I've concluded -

that the act has been committed,

while in a responsible state, -

nevertheless in an acute

mentally disturbed state -

that was triggered by the victim's

deeply offensive remarks.

We sentence the defendant

Antti Kalervo Kajava -

for a homicide committed in an

acute mentally disturbed state -

to ten years imprisonment.