02x04 - Episode 4

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I've seen the photo with Dad
and Werner before...

-Who's the third?
-Fredrik Brons.

The third, I thought you knew.

Fredrik owned the land
the hotel is built on.

-We have to say no, Oscar...
-How are your CCTV cameras?

I'll send a contract.

Is that your first today?

Can I come over?

I need you. I'm sorry.

I don't want you to leave.

I love you.

You and Inez have been weird
since I got home.

-She pressured me for money.
-You can't trust Werner.

Get out of here. Out.

We think Petra's m*rder*r was
someone she knew.

-I have it.
-That's Petra's phone.

Take her to the station.

No! What's...?
Answer me, what's happening?

How long will I have to sit here?

I've told you everything I know.

Do you recognise this?

Yes, it's Petra's.

And it was at your place, right?

I had no idea it was there.

I'd have said something.

You got a text from Petra
before she was found,

where she told you
not to look for her.

Right?

Yes.

It's a bit of an alibi for you,
right?

What do you mean?

The only problem is...

that it wasn't Petra
who sent the message.

She was probably already dead
at that point.

Plus, the message was sent
from your apartment.

-No!
-We found it in your apartment.

We have also confirmed

that it was there
when the text was sent.

No, that's not true.
Someone must have put it there.

Someone? Who would that be?

THE BEACH HOTEL

I threw out all the tablets I found.

Do you think I can do it?

You know it'll be hard, right?

Harder than last time?

I don't think so.

Just don't let it go so far
this time.

I won't let you let it go so far.

So...

what happens now?

Will you move home for the
Art Director position with Leyla?

Is that what you want?
That we move home?

What is it?

You said "we".

That we'd move.

What about Julie?

Do you miss our life back home?

Yes, you know I do.

But I've missed you even more.

-Is it important?
-No.

We have to go now.

-Martin's waiting for me.
-You go, I'll come soon.

I'll just get dressed.

Mm, okay.

CAN I SEE YOU?
I HAVE TO ASK YOUR SOMETHING.

Was this it, or have you
forgotten something else?

No.

-Thank you.
-You're welcome.

You can go.

Or do you want to stay?

And wait for the taxi so you can be
sure I've really gone?

Maybe.

Here.

What's that?

The keys to my house in Bretagne.

You can stay,
on one condition.

What?

That you stay away from here.

Have no more contact
with Vendela or I.

Vendela is my daughter.

Well, do you want them?

It seems you think
you own the whole world.

That you can do whatever you want,
that you can decide everything.

There's one thing you don't know.

It might be best you learn it before
you go in to your little wife.

Oh?

It wasn't a coincidence

that you and Vendela ended up
together at that restaurant.

What are you
going to come out with now?

Vendela and I planned this
for quite some time.

We looked you up, who you are,

and her job was to get you
to fall in love with her.

Then you'd get married, live happily
together for about a month,

and then it would be time
for a very expensive divorce.

-You're lying, as usual.
-I'm not, Werner.

I'm not saying it to hurt you,
I'm saying it to help you.

You should know who that is
in there.

I think you should.

So...

Farewell, little Werner.

So your phone is working?

What is it you don't understand?

Huh? Julie will never agree
to buy produce from you.

We've spent years building a network
of local growers and farmers.

We buy everything
directly from them.

She'd never even consider it.

I understand.

You're not in charge.

I've been speaking
with the wrong person all along.

Then let's forget about it.

-Good.
-There's just one thing.

We've still got the CCTV thing
to sort out.

-You've already been paid.
-I just raised my rates.

What do you mean?

Should I send the invoice to you
or Julie?

No, I thought so. I'll send an
invoice with the difference to you.

And you can sort this out.

Have a wonderful day.

Look!

-What is it?
-It's Lukas.

He posted a video
from his first surfing lesson.

It looks painful.

He's so bad at it.

You were so much better
your first time?

Yeah, actually.

I've got to see that again.

LUKAS: THE NEW TECHNO MAN MOVIE
PREMIERS ON FRIDAY.

WANT TO GO? I'LL GET TICKETS.

DELETE

-Hey, I was thinking...
-Mm?

Can we ask Jasmin
to do the Friday shift on her own?

Why?

-We could do something fun.
-Like what?

I don't know, you'll see.

-A surprise?
-Maybe...

And another thing...

Be careful with Lukas.

He might get the wrong idea, you
know, since you hang out a lot...

Get the idea he's a good surfer?

No risk of that, but...

I named it Cosmo Love.

Love?

-Hey.
-Hey.

So, what did you want?

I have to show you something.

Okay?

I'll wait inside. See you.

Here.

Do you recognise this person?

No idea.

Does the name Fredrik Brons
mean anything?

No.

Strange.

He founded this hotel
with Dad and Werner.

-Show me.
-He had some kind of breakdown

and took his own life,

right after k*lling his wife.

Okay, wait a minute. That's the
craziest thing I've heard.

I know. And the same picture is on
display at the hotel and Marianne's.

But, at her place,
Fredrik's been removed.

Why doesn't anyone talk about the
hotel being founded by three people?

But why is this so important
right now?

Because I want to know the truth.

He k*lled his wife and then himself.

Maybe that's why
people don't want to talk about him.

But after so many years?

What do you want me to do?

Show Marianne the photo.

Get her to tell you what happened.

You're the only one she'd talk to.

Okay.

Send me the photo and I'll ask her.

-Thank you.
-Of course.

See you.

How's the job hunt going?

What do you think?

You have at least try.

I know you'll find something.

Sure...

Here.

It might help.

It's a letter of recommendation.

Am I really that good?

Yes.

Most of the time, anyway.

Good luck.

How many times do I have to say it?

I didn't send the text!

I loved her.

Interview concluded.

We've secured all evidence we need,
now it's up to the prosecutor.

And listen, don't try to come up
with some smart plan to disappear.

It will only make things worse
for you.

-Mum's gone?
-Yes.

How did we meet?

Don't you remember?

You came into the bistro
and ate your lunch.

You spilled a whole bottle of wine
over the table.

You apologised,
and paid for lunch and the wine.

But what a coincidence.

Yeah, maybe.

Unless you did it on purpose
to have an excuse to talk to me?

Inez...

just told me a real crazy story
about how we met.

Is it true?

Have you used me as if I'm an idiot?

You're no idiot.

No, but right now I feel like one.

But maybe she just wants
to ruin things for us.

She could spew out any lie at all.

Let's forget about her.

-It's just you and I now.
-Forget her?

How could you forget about her,
just like that?

I don't really understand.

What do you want me to say?

I want you to tell me how it is.

If what she said is true.

Yes, it's true.

I got engaged with you
for the money.

But I married you
because I love you.

You have to believe me.

The room prices are guaranteed
during the contracted time.

Your spa is really unbelievable.

Thank you.

Then I'll send the contract
for you to sign.

I got it the other day,
with your signature.

-Right.
-Is there a problem?

No, of course not.

-Thank you, then that's that.
-Great.

Hey, my name is Lukas Wikström,
and I'm wondering if you employ...

You don't?

Okay, and you don't know
another place that...

No...

Thank you.

TO LILJA: LOOKING FOR A JOB, DO YOU
HAVE ANYTHING ON THE VERANDA?

Just putting it on to charge.

-You're so sweet.
-Aren't I just?

I think so too.

Come here.

What?

Can't you tell me
what we're doing on Friday?

Sure, but then it's not a surprise.

Please.

Okay. What was it again...?

I've gotten tickets...

-Mm?
-To the new Techno Man movie.

-What? Really?
-Yeah. Really.

-To the premiere?
-Yeah, to the premiere.

Okay...

You don't even like things
like that.

No, I don't, so...

You probably think it's nerdy.

Yeah, but you are too,
and I like you,

so I'll have to suffer a little.

How did you even know
it was premiering?

I don't know.

I saw it in town or something.

Where's Rebecka?

She went to get coffee, I think.

Look at this.

This is good for us.

Don't you know
what a prestigious win this is?

One of Scandinavia's leading design
companies has chosen us

-as their main meeting location.
-Look at the signature.

What do you mean?

It's not mine.

-Are you sure?
-Yes.

It's been a bit chaotic
since the accident.

-But I recognise my own signature.
-Of course, but...

Plus this was signed
when I was still in hospital.

-Do you mean that Rebecka...
-Yes.

She's forged my signature.

-That's it, she's out of here.
-Hold on...

Don't you get it? This is ill*gal.

And you're certain
you didn't ask her to do it?

Excuse me?
Of course I'd remember something...

Has something happened?

Did you sign this contract
in my name?

-Yes, but...
-That's enough.

You can pack your things and go.

But... you were in hospital.

If I didn't send it right away they
might have chosen the Beach Hotel.

So you thought it was okay
to commit crime?

I'm on my way out.

I'll be back in an hour.
I want you gone by then.

But it's not only up to you, right?

Yes, I know very well
that you own half the hotel,

but I'm chairman of the board.

You leave today.

How's the job hunt going?

-Not great.
-Not great?

Not at all.

Why don't you want to go
to the premiere?

You didn't even reply.

Which premiere?

I texted to see if you wanted
to go to Techno Man.

I saw you were writing
but you didn't send anything.

I didn't get a text.

Never mind. Want to go?
There might still be tickets.

I'm going with Jens.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

But it's probably best you leave.

You're not going to do anything
to stop her?

-No, you under...
-I understand exactly.

I land Mistral's biggest ever
contract and I get fired as thanks.

What you did was ill*gal.

And you've never done
anything like it?

You have to help me.

Talk to her.

It doesn't matter what I think.

I know Julie.
She'll never back down.

That's a shame.

For both of us.

What do you mean?

I mean the CCTV Oscar fixed for you
to frame Sebastian.

What would Julie say
if she found out about that?

You have to help me.

It's so nice to have you here,
Sebastian.

Are you sure you want to move
back in with Shirin?

Do you want me here forever?

Of course I do. I'm your mother.

What is it?

Who is Fredrik Brons?

Is this coming from Julie?

Does it matter?

-I don't want to discuss it.
-It actually concerns me too.

Is that why you took the photo down
in your room?

I didn't want it there anymore.

Can't I just change my mind?

Okay, so...
this Fredrik helped found the hotel,

went crazy and k*lled his wife
and himself?

Is that the whole story?

Mum?

Fredrik...

owned the land.

Werner and Egil agreed...

he'd get a third of the hotel...

in exchange for leaving the land,

taking out a loan
and investing in part of the build.

Then Werner and Egil would
take over,

in exchange for double
what he'd invested,

once the hotel was finished.

Okay?

There was no contract.

Werner insisted
a handshake was enough.

The build went over budget,

and Werner and Egil were
about to lose all their money.

Fredrik's money ran out too,

and when he demanded it back...

Werner and Egil refused.

So they cheated him.

They were in a bind, themselves.

But what about later on?

They got the hotel running,
they could have paid him then.

They had completely fallen out
by then.

Fredrik hired a lawyer,

and the lawyer turned out to be
working for Werner and Egil.

So he lost everything?

He started drinking...

lost all his friends...

talked sh*t about Werner and Egil...

In the end,
nobody would listen to him,

and he lost the plot completely.

It was horrible, what happened.

And it was all Dad's
and Egil's fault.

They couldn't have known
how it would end.

No, I don't get how they could
do something like that.

Not a word to Julie about this.

She's got as much right to know this
as I do.

She'll tell people,

and Werner's and Egil's names will
be tarnished.

Neither hotel would survive
such scandal.

Do you know sh*t I've gotten
because of Egil's secret daughter?

This would be much worse.

I told you this...

because I know...

you want what's best for everyone.

Don't risk everything for her.

Sit down.

-How's your back?
-It's okay.

Have you asked Marianne
about the photo?

Yes.

And...?

I don't get why it's so important.

It all happened so long ago.

What did she say?

Can't we just drop it?

She didn't say anything
I didn't already know, okay?

Fredrik Brons lost it, k*lled
his wife and jumped off a cliff.

That's it.

-Is that all?
-Yes.

But the photo? It seems like they've
tried to remove him from the story.

Maybe they were ashamed
they didn't help him more.

-Did they even try?
-I don't know.

But it's not much fun
to be reminded of a tragedy.

So that's why they removed him
from the photo?

I assume so.

Okay.

And you're sure Marianne wasn't
lying to you?

Yes.

I have to go.

Thanks for your help.

Are you coming?

Can Lukas come to the premiere?

He's been so down lately
about his job and stuff.

I already bought him a ticket.

No.

What do you mean, "no"?

Why not?

It's our night.

Why would you bring him?

You don't even like movies
like this.

Okay...

If you'd rather go with Lukas,
then go for it.

Is that what you want?

-No.
-Good.

Have you been on my phone?

-What?
-Nothing.

It's good to hear guest numbers have
been up this last week.

Absolutely.

Let's hope it stays that way.

Unfortunately, I don't think we can
invest much in marketing right now.

I was thinking about
the Saltsjövik 100 year anniversary.

Oh?
You mean the dusty photos that...

What's it called?
The Local History Society found?

Svante's little passion project.

We could do something similar
for the hotel.

Talk about its history.

From the first spade of dirt.

That sounds like a good idea.

Tone, would you mind
taking a short break?

I should have known
Marianne would talk.

You don't care that all people know
about Fredrik Brons

is that he shot his wife
and k*lled himself?

No, I don't.

You cheated him.
You drove him to it.

It was business. Unfortunately for
him, we were better at it.

-Business? Is that what you call it?
-Business!

Sebastian, I've done everything
for this family.

Food, a home, the best school.

You've barely had to exert yourself.

Don't you have a conscience?

Yes, a bad conscience because
Marianne and I have spoilt you.

You've lived in a bubble without
having to take any responsibility.

To think I looked up to you.

How proud I was of what you'd built.

-And you're not anymore?
-No.

I'm not.

-Hey.
-Hey.

-Do you have a moment?
-Sure.

What is it you and Sebastian
are doing?

Nothing.

You know I don't believe you.

It's got nothing to do with us.

It's about the hotel.

I'm not going to go through
this sh*t again.

Don't try to take him from me.

That's not what I want.

It's about our fathers.

How can I believe you?

Ask Sebastian.

Not me.

Don't let everything in your life be
about him.

WHERE ARE YOU?
WHY WON'T YOU PICK UP?

Is it Gabrielle?

How is she?

I don't know. She won't answer.

Listen, I was thinking about
the thing with Rebecka.

Yes?

I understand
why you were angry at her.

I don't know what she was thinking.

You're being a bit unfair.

I'm not defending what she did.
It was wrong.

But if you're completely honest,
wouldn't you have done the same?

That deal was crucial.

I never would have done that.

So you've never taken a shortcut?

I've never forged anyone's
signature, if that's what you mean.

The problem is
that you're fairly similar.

You've both inherited it from Egil.
Business comes before everything.

Dad would never have
done anything ill*gal.

Are you sure about that?

Where are you going with this?

Maybe you're right. I don't know.

But I still think
you should reconsider.

You think she should stay
after what she did?

Maybe. Maybe not. I don't know.

But however you look at it,
she owns half the hotel.

Isn't it better to have her where
you can keep an eye on her?

Excuse me?

-Are you Oscar Wallentin?
-Yes.

And who are you?

Lukas Wikström, I worked at
The Beach Hotel as a cleaner,

but I was let go.

You were let go? Why?

Lack of work.

You're looking for a job?

Yes, I thought instead of writing
to you, I could meet you.

Okay.

That's enterprising.
Do you have a license?

No.

That's a shame.

I have... this.

My previous employer wrote it.

"An important play...

between leadership and enforcement."

Yes, it sounds like you were on your
way to taking over the place.

Yeah... maybe.

How about you do a trial shift
as an office cleaner?

Maybe we can find a bike delivery
position, but you have to earn it.

-Thanks, that's great!
-Great.

I've got to go but come by
my office later for the paperwork.

You wanted to speak to me?

Sit down.

Before you say anything, yes,
I crossed a line.

Seriously.

But the client wanted an answer
immediately.

Or they'd have gone
to The Beach Hotel,

and you were in hospital and Aksel
was with you, so what could I do?

-Tell the truth.
-And maybe lose the client?

Okay, if that's how you see it,
I might as well leave.

There's no point me staying
if you don't trust me.

Wait.

Have you signed anything else
in my name?

No.

Okay. We'll forget about this.

But if anything like this ever
happens again...

Thank you.

In future, you look over
all documents that go via her.

-Guess what?
-What?

-I've got a new job!
-That's great!

-What is it?
-No, I mean it.

That's really great.
Can you leave?

Jens will be back soon, and...

he doesn't like me talking to you.

That's not his decision.

He said he didn't want me to, so...

Do you just do what he says?
Just like that?

Excuse me if I want
to make my boyfriend happy.

Doesn't sound like a fun boyfriend
if he you can't talk to friends.

Stop complaining about him.

He's really lovely.

Okay, then I'll leave.

If that's what Jens wants.

-There you go.
-Thank you.

Why don't you pick up when I call?

Maybe I don't want to talk
to anyone.

But now you're here, so... what?

I haven't been
a great friend lately.

Oh?

Maybe you don't want to be friends
with a m*rder*r.

Stop it.

Do you think I k*lled Petra?

What are you saying? No.

When I was at the police station,

and they bombarded me
with all these questions...

after awhile, I started wondering
if they were right.

It'll be okay.

I know.

Have you even been outside
since they let you go?

I know how people would look at me,
and...

"Look, there she goes.
She k*lled her wife."

We're going for a walk.

And when we get back,
we can tidy up a bit.

Do you really want to be seen
with me?

No, you're right. Let's brush
your hair first, actually.

Hi.

Thank you for helping me.

It's not like I had much choice.

This was on your car.

What is it?

An invoice.

From Oscar Wallentin.

Video reworking...?

It's 200,000.

How long do I have?

Before you throw me out?

Where would you go?

I can go wherever I like.

When we sat there at the bistro...

the first time...

I saw how happy you were.

You were happy
at how everyone was looking at you.

It wasn't just an infatuation
with me.

You were also infatuated by
the status I gave you.

Oh.

Hold on.

You don't know everything
about me either.

I've done things
I'm absolutely not proud of.

Which I know you won't like.

Maybe we haven't been totally honest
with each other.

Neither of us.

It sounds like we deserve
one another.

I was so shocked
when she held up the bag.

Because I have no idea how Petra's
phone ended up at our place.

At my place.

What if it's been there
the whole time?

Then who sent the text?

No, I don't know.

I don't know anything anymore.

I know it's hard,
but try to remember.

Could someone have visited you

and planted the phone there?

It sounds so crazy.

I know.

But nothing's crazier
than that anyone would believe

you k*lled Petra.

Thank you for coming and saving me.

It felt like I was... drowning.

Are you sure you don't want me
to come up?

It's fine.

-You're totally sure?
-Yes.

I feel much better now.

I promise. It's fine.

Okay.

I'll call you later.

Help!

Help!

No...