Anno 1790 (2011) s01e02 Episode Script

-Good morning.
-Good morning.
-Mrs Ekman.
-Good morning, Vinberg.
-I read about your English soaps.
-They have just arrived.
Excellent for a woman like you.
They have a cleaning power to remove tan.
-I'll take four.
-Thank you.
We have also received a batch of tea.
I don't dare drink it.
Not, then.
It's an exciting beverage.
-They say tea weakens the brain.
-On the contrary, it's pure medicine.
The scent, Mrs.
Ekman, smell the aroma.
Isn't that a scent worth dying for? Vinberg Imagine, tea all the way from China.
Do you dare to try it, dear Greta.
Something so strange.
-It's not dangerous? -On the contrary, it's pure medicine.
I'm willing to give myself to you, Engström.
You have expressed your desire to belong to me.
None of this will happen- -If you are unable to complete your marital duties As a man.
Do you understand what I'm saying? Dåådh.
Dåådh Dåådh! There's been a call from the Police chamber.
Something's happened.
The boys took the wallpaper painter Lund in the act.
For me, the tool speaks for itself.
Is that your knife? -Yes.
-Did you kill him? -He had a sum of money.
So you don't get this much money from painting leaves.
Where did the money come from? I assume you don't object.
Then his money didn't come from here.
Doesn't it smell distinctly there? -Tea.
-No, a smell I can't place.
No! Jean Christian! No! -Let him go! -Nordin, release him.
I'll take over.
Let him go! Jean Christian! We can't do anything at the moment.
Listen to me.
I wish you well.
Freund, I have to make sure Mrs.
Lund gets home safely.
commissar! How terrible! I heard what happened.
I bought tea from him yesterday.
He said the tea I bought had a scent to die for.
And now he's dead.
Dead.
Isn't it weird? What's happening? I have to take this opportunity to report a shooting- -outside my window last night.
-I'll investigate.
-Good.
Commissar Dåådh, you seem at least as reliable as good Odenstein.
Farewell.
Farewell, Commissar.
-He'd never kill anyone.
-Not many would.
Not Jean Christian.
Why doesn't he protest his innocence? -Doesn't he? -Mother! Has your husband worked for Vinberg long? -A week or so.
-Was he there yesterday? -Yes.
-How long? -How long? -What time did he come home? He came home late .
How late? -At night.
-Was it unusual? Yes.
Did your husband say anything when he got home? He was tired.
He slept an hour and then he went out again.
-To the store? -Yes.
The painting had to be finished today.
-It was agreed.
-What is this? Tea? The leaf Vinberg wanted as a pattern.
On the border? What is the leaf? -He got it from Vinberg.
-Can I keep it? -When is your time due? -Soon.
Your husband had a lot of coins.
Do you have any explanation for that? No.
What does he say? Nothing.
A friend and I wanted to taste the tea- -When suddenly there was a small explosion and a bullet came through the window.
-You purchased the tea from Vinberg.
-Surely.
How did the tea taste? -Thank you.
-It didn't smell like that.
Cheers.
-How did it smell? -Lovely.
A strong, almost perfume-like scent.
But when we tasted the tea it was flat, vulgar, a raw taste.
Shots have been fired in the neighbourhood before.
The gun-maker Roth can't stop his customers from practicing.
Roth said he couldn't do anything.
But what about us, then? We are just poor widows in the house.
No men? Eleonora Wide lives upstairs.
I think she has a lover.
-Really? -I've heard them.
I've seen him in the stairwell.
Eleonora Wide lives by herself on her farm at Lerstad.
But several nights a week, she arrives in her carriage at eight o'clock on the dot.
Afterwards, she goes back to Lerstad at midnight.
What an arrangement.
Madame Wide is a modern woman.
-Do you know who this man is? -I actually know.
His name is Engström.
A Major.
Erik? "Hear, ye children, a father's discipline and heed" "So that the muscles understand.
" "For good lesson I give unto you.
" Good, Miss Anna-Sophia, very good.
Proverbs, fourth chapter.
Memorize.
Carl August.
Freund, nice to see you, as usual.
-Are you installed your at home? -Thank you, we are.
I heard about Vinberg.
Do we know who is to blame? Everything indicates wallpaper painter Lund, but Dåådh doesn't agree.
So nice.
Get the linen, there in the sideboard.
And liquor, it's in Freund's chambers.
-In the pot cupboard.
-Pot cupboard? The little might remain.
Do you realize we're lost if we becomes caught here? Your sister, too.
The newspaper says you were chased and shot- And then you drowned in the rapids.
I was in the rapids, but I dived.
I didn't come to the surface until I was the downstream.
-Cathrin Sällberg? -She didn't come back.
They dragged her up on the land.
She screamed her dead son's name.
Then they fired again and again until she fell silent.
Why return to Stockholm? -Von Graz said who informed on us.
-Who? I can't tell.
-Was this all there was? -Yes.
This will hurt, even for a tough-minded revolutionary like you.
-Freund? -No.
Dåådh? Are you here? -The door was unlocked.
-I was on my way out.
-Are we disturbing you? -No, it's a pleasure.
Odenstein maid complained about the lack of linen -So Johanna picked up some.
-So kind.
-Have you no linen at all? What we found on our beds.
According to Freund, you don't believe they have the right man for Vinberg's murder.
I must investigate further.
-You have blood on your shirt.
-Yes, I've operated.
A person who lacks resources needed my assistance an hour or so ago.
-I was about to change.
-So you operate? Among the poor? We won't disturb you further.
-I was forced to operate here.
-Here? The patient has no house, so I was forced to bring him here.
-What was his injury? He was bitten hard by a dog.
Madame, I realize the commissar's dwelling isn't suitable for an operation- -But I had to make an exception.
Madame, there's nothing to see.
You are a true philanthropist, Dåådh.
-See you soon.
-I look forward to that.
He is a wanted royal conspirator.
What should I do? Throw him out? -He's a killer.
-Is he? -Who knows? -Watch him as he gets up.
You read about his death in the newspaper.
His sister's arranged a new place.
Where is my liquor? I know now what I smelled at the shop musk.
Magdalena Wåhlstedt wore a perfume with the same scent.
The leaf Lund got- comes from China, from the musk deer area.
"From its pod you extract a precious seed.
" They're used when making perfume.
What does that have to the murder to do? Wouldn't it be more usual, if the tea merchant had tea leaves painted? I also asked a question, Dåådh.
Where is my liquor? Good night, Freund.
-How late is it? -After midnight.
-Where is Martha? -She'll return tomorrow.
Perhaps we'll try to move you then.
-The Chief Constable's wife was here.
-You heard.
-"Bitten by a dog.
" -What could I say? You seem fond of her.
Have you confused yourself among the gentility? Dinners and beautiful linen, beds and tables.
I also have a forbidden love.
- "Liberté, égalité " - "Fraternité.
" Liberty, equality, fraternity.
I got it from a French comrade.
Have you given up on a better world? No.
I just don't want to to achieve it through violence.
I think more about information and education.
Those with power won't give it up by persuasion.
You're naive.
-Freund.
-Peas and pork are Dåådh's orders.
-Where is the commissar? -On a mission, Lieutenant.
-We aren't in the field, you -Tell me if you want something else.
It wasn't box a wallpaper knife that killed Vinberg.
There was too little blood.
He was dead when the knife was inserted.
-The wallpaper painter didn't deny the murder.
-He didn't acknowledge it either.
-What are you looking for? -Don't you know? The smell.
-What is this? -What does it look like? The splinter is walnut, so it'll come from a gun stock.
-Vinberg had a head injury.
-Did he die of a stroke? So severe a blow that the splinter came off.
He hid it here.
Vinberg hoped to get rich from musk.
-Where are you here for? -To see Jean-Christian.
-You get to talk to me first.
-I have questions for him.
Don't obstruct my work, Nordin.
-I'm the prison director.
-Meaning? -I want to know the purpose of your visit.
-I don't think he is guilty.
-He said the knife was his.
-Not that he stabbed with it.
If you continue like this, our cooperation will be anything but pleasant.
I only need to see him briefly.
Do you know what kind of leaf it is? I'm wallpaper painter, not a botanist.
I don't think Vinberg died from a wallpaper knife, but from a hard blow.
-Do you own a gun? -No.
Did there someone else hit him? A helper? Something you must know.
Your wife told me you were at home.
Dåådh, the Chief Constable wishes to speak to you.
-Tell him I'll come.
-Don't keep him waiting.
Lund found it beside the murdered man; he acknowledges the knife is his- And doesn't oppose the murder charges.
Why? -I don't know.
-All right.
Drop the matter in favour of unresolved cases.
-Have you examined the shooting at the widows' house? -No.
Then you do it.
Dåådh! -Madame, I'm not in the mood.
-I see.
What's happened? -Your husband -Come.
Madame? Please tell me.
-Your husband gives me impossible orders.
-Yes, that's why you need here.
The wallpaper painter is probably innocent, but I have to drop it in favour Shh! We have service regulations, and service statutes.
Oh my God! A clouting.
It's just great.
That's why you're here, Dåådh.
Investigate the shot at the widows' house, but don't drop the case of wallpaper painter.
If you can do both at once, you can achieve what you want justice.
Mademoiselle Raxelius.
Mademoiselle Raxelius.
No one wants to accommodate Erik, it's too dangerous.
What should we do? I'll take care of him.
He can stay with me until he gets well.
Thank you.
-I knew I could trust you.
-Go to him, I will then.
I've checked, Engström isn't a major.
No, not anymore.
He was dismissed- Because of loose living and general cowardice.
What would Madame Wide have to do with him? There are different things that bind people together, Freund.
Have you purchased more vodka? Thank you.
Madame Wide never came? No.
She obviously doesn't come every night.
-Immoral.
-To be a woman, you mean? No, Dåådh.
Why do you sit there with your binoculars.
What were you hoping to see? Encounters between them? I didn't know earthly love interest you.
Why is Wåhlstedt keen I investigate the shot at the widows' house? -No one was injured.
-It's apparently happened before.
Rather than find out the truth about a murder? There is something I haven't been told.
Jean Christian Lund risks being convicted and going to the gallows.
Wåhlstedt doesn't seem at all embarrassed.
I think I'll defy Wåhlstedt orders.
-I know who shot at the widows' house.
-What? I overheard your previous conversation.
-Who shot? -It was one of us.
I can't tell you more than that.
Why shoot at the widows' house? Make sure to set the wallpaper painter free before more children become orphans.
Come on.
Talk to me, Lund.
If not for your own sake, for that of your family.
Do you want to die? Is that what you want? Guard! I was there in the evening to pick up some sketches.
It was nothing, I'll stay.
Go on.
Vinberg was doing something he wanted to keep to himself.
He was doing something, I didn't know what.
Every time it spread a fragrance into the room I couldn't stand.
On the last night, I came to pick up some sketches.
When I came into the store, I saw someone squatting in a secret compartment- And pick out small red boxes.
Vinberg was there.
He threatened to kill me.
I said I had a wife and children.
He said: "Then you need extra money.
" He kicked one of the red boxes.
He said he would kill my child If he was told I'd informed the police.
Then he ordered me to go out.
I couldn't go home.
A man asked where I got the box from.
I didn't answer.
He said it was musk and was worth big money.
When he said what those seeds were worth, I thought he was joking.
So you sold the musk that same night.
-That's how you got the money.
-I know it was wrong.
I regretted it the very next morning.
But you went back to the store.
When I came to the shop- -I saw my wallpaper knife sticking in Vinberg's chest.
Instead of pulling it out, I wanted to see if there were any boxes left.
When I pulled out the knife, they came for me.
The god of greed had taken hold of me.
I'll never forgive myself.
-I can't do anything more.
-Be quiet.
Did you come across a gun with a broken stock in recent days? Not many, but I'll look.
It could be these two, then.
No.
-Who brought this in? -I think it was a captain.
No, a major.
Anders Engström.
-The stray bullets, then? -I have patience with them.
-Thank you.
-So far.
Open! Anders Engström, you are under arrest for the murder of the merchant Sven Vinberg.
Engström.
Engström! Your vomit smells of musk.
See if you can find something in the kitchen or the privy closet.
Come along.
I understand you had a relationship with the widow Eleonora Wide.
-Yes.
-A rewarding one? -Yes.
-What you were hoping for? Marriage? Why not? Was it lack of performance? In bed? Did you hope musk could help you? But you had no money; so you had to kill Vinberg.
Your gun was the murder weapon; but why didn't you take the cash money? -You aren't a rich man.
-And no thief.
-How did you know Vinberg had musk? -Word of mouth.
Vinberg purchased tea, the scent damages tea.
It was transported in the same place as musk.
Vinberg also bought musk.
He didn't want to admit it.
He didn't want to sell some to me; because I was in debt to him.
He asked me to go.
Then I thought of Eleanor and all the humiliation I felt.
Musk was my only chance- -So I turned back.
I was lucky; I saw where he had hidden the musk.
But I didn't dare shoot him.
I've never liked guns.
Go on.
-A few minutes later the wallpaper painter arrived.
-In order to retrieve his sketches.
You threatened him and bought his silence for musk.
And you put the wallpaper knife in Vinberg's chest to give him the guilt.
Vinberg wouldn't have died, if he hadn't denied me what I needed.
Engström, I don't understand how could you believe musk- could increase your opportunity to marry the widow? -Musk is an aphrodisiac, Nordin.
-Really? So.
I mean it increases and sustains sex drive.
-How much musk have you taken? -All of it, obviously.
You have swallowed a fortune! So it all turned into crap.
-Hanna Maria, this is the new Commissar.
- Mademoiselle Rudling.
-Where's Major Engström? -It's a long story.
Now, she's arrived.
What's happened? Nordin, hold him! Down! Erik Listen to me.
Engström will receive his sentence.
In this way, all your fallen comrades are redressed.
On your way.
On your way, now! -It's your gun.
-Mine? Erik.
Go on! It wasn't me who shot him.
Everyone is talking about you as a hero.
Questionable, if you ask me.
To accommodate him was one thing; to shoot him another.
I didn't shoot him, he shot himself! Himself? With your gun? He realized he would still die.
He shot himself and gave me the gun.
He saved me, Freund.
You too.
Me? How would you explain to Wåhlstedt Raxelius was arrested with my weapon? You said you have to trust me.
You withheld the truth from me once before.
Can I trust you now? -Yes.
-Was it you who fired? No.
Get up! Your wife will give birth.
-Can I go? -Come back tomorrow.
-The accusation of theft remains.
-Thank you.
You are welcome.
-I was going to make the bed.
-I'll do it.
-Good night.
-Good night.
I congratulate you on having found the culprit.
Anders Engström.
What can you tell me about him? -You know more about him than me.
-Really? Raxelius aimed at Engström's window when he shot at the house.
When his arm was weak , instead he hit the widow Ekman's window.
Why would Raxelius hurt Engström? My conclusion is Engström gave you the information- to neutralize von Graz.
How did Raxelius know Engström was the informant? I don't know.
It's been decided to convert Engström's death sentence to exile.
By whom? Justice Council widow Eleonora Wide.
One of the police's most reliable informants- And personal friend of the king.
-A Parliamentary Council widow of importance -Thank you.
You saved my life, Dåådh.
Without your efforts revolutionary Raxelius' shots would had ended my life.
I want to thank you on my own, and on behalf of our king.
Everyone is talking about your resourceful efforts.
You ended a conspirator's life.
It was my duty.
I had no choice.
How do we know what is right to do and what not? Dåådh.
The man you cared for, who was bitted by the dog, what happened to him? Thank you He suffers no longer.