The war is over. We have avoided a defeat by the Russians. That's all.
After this, I live.
I'm trying to alleviate the suffering, but my task seems overwhelming.
-I don't want ... I don't want! -So, so.
You there, you can come here?
-What's your name? -Freund.
-Sure, a surgeon. -Freund, do you have anything left in there?
-A little. -Give it to me.
There, drink.
The noble officers are unhappy-
about our king who got us in this senseless war.
Freund!
Take my body to Stockholm, to the Chief Constable Wåhlstedt's home.
Swear! Swear on the Holy Scriptures before me here.
-We regained our tutor Freund. -Not just through my work, Chief Constable.
-Your name? -Johan Gustav Dåådh, surgeon.
A very skilled one.
I have basic knowledge in surgery.
Freund wouldn't have survived without your knowledge.
Won't you sit down? What about him?
-He'll soon on his feet. -What happened?
A Russian gunboat fired shots at us.
-Freund received shrapnel wounds. -It was a heroic victory.
-We turned it into an impending defeat. -Thanks to our king.
-Many have fallen. -Revenge was taken on the Russians.
Shouldn't I offer congratulations?
Of course.
What are your plans now the war is over?
To become a doctor on an East Indiaman.
-Are you going to Göteborg? -That's where they're based.
-Stay for "diné" this evening. -I want to continue my journey.
-Oh, sorry. -Johan Gustav Dåådh, Freund's saviour.
This is my wife, Magdalena.
-Thank you for coming here with Freund. -I've already thanked him for it.
-Dåådh seems to be in a hurry. -You can't be in such a hurry.
Henry, carrying Dåådh's belongings to Freund's room and a bed.
-You can't leave Freund yet. -He'll be on his feet any day.
So then I have your word you'll stay until then?
Since you insist, madam.
Petter!
Head over to factory owner Westman's maid with these and make sure to get paid.
-We've already said goodbye. -Wåhlstedt wants me to stop.
They care about you and your health.
Liquor won't improve your health.
-I drink my suffering. -You seem to enjoy your suffering.
My wounds are a gift from God. That's all.
Why do you think badly of our majesty, Timberg?
You speak so disparagingly of him.
"A ruthless tyrant." Is that a fitting epithet for our king?
One should beware of letting you loose among the common people.
Well? Will you continue to embarrass us?
Who are you?
Petter Stahre.
The shoemaker's boy? What have you done?
-Stolen. -What?
An apple.
An apple?
District commissar Odenstein is coming!
Get up!
Well, Timberg, do you have something to say?
No.
Nordin, shall we take and beat up the shoemaker's apprentice, huh?
As the experienced thief he is. Until Timberg talks to us.
-Yes, district commissar. -Good.
Good.
The monarchy is based on love between King and his subjects, not superiority.
Why can't everyone see that? Incomprehensible.
Our main task as police are therefore-
-To report any opposition phenomena we discover.
This isn't torture, the king abolished that.
Well, not exactly by his good will which facilitated our work.
Tell me, surgeon Dåådh, have you practiced medicine in the country?
-No, not yet. -There is need for your knowledge.
-I have ... -Magdalena.
I have worked as a midwife.
To the poor nymphs and maids. That was before she had children.
-I'd like to return to that task. -Impossible.
A Chief Constable's wife helping fallen women.
"Incroyable!"
Tell me, Dåådh, where did you study?
-In France. -Will you go back despite what happened?
Revolution can spread like an epidemic.
-I haven't decided. -While you were in the Army.
Even noble officers spread disease. How do you see it?
Does anything worry you?
I want to study where I can get more knowledge of human internal organs.
It's my only ambition.
That's great.
These are my children. Anna-Sophia and Carl August.
Have you greeted Freund yet?
-Is he strong enough? - Johanna, ensure children get to see Freund.
-I'm glad you're back. -Me too.
Make sure she gets home.
I was at "diné" with Wåhlstedt.
Weakling.
A real sissy.
Johan Gustav Dåådh was there.
Probably Republican. I don't trust him.
Not at all.
I'll have to investigate him. No, not wine.
I've been waiting all evening.
You look so downcast, my dear.
Johanna told me something terrible.
Shoemaker Stahre's son Petter was found in the gutter last night.
He was so badly beaten his life couldn't be saved.
-Dåådh, sit down. -Thanks, but I'd like to travel further now.
-I thank you. -May I wish you luck.
Nordin?
Where?
-Excuse me. - Rocks! -What happened?
I have to leave. - Dåådh, you coming with us.
-It's unfortunately impossible, I'll ... -You have time.
Henry, carrying Dåådh's travel case to Freund's room again.
-He's already cold. -He was kind.
No wonder, He wasn't young.
-Nordin? -We'll take venus priestess in for questioning.
-I know what that means. -Do you.
He died before my eyes!
I haven't done anything! Let me go!
At least, let me get dressed properly.
A heart attack or other interior condition is most likely.
Well, maybe you're right. I noticed Odenstein was restless yesterday.
I noticed he drummed his fingers on his knee.
-There were no signs of disease. -Nothing?
-No, it was probably pure impatience. -Well ...
-Or how? -I thought he was already on his way here.
Leave her alone. Notify Odenstein's wife about his death. Tactfully.
Then transported his body to his residence.
I plan to investigate the case as murder, after all.
When a commissar is found dead with a prostitute.
-It creates anxiety and spreads rumours. -But there is no indication of her guilt.
She was the last one who saw him alive.
Don't you think people will speculate?
"Maybe she did it and got away. "
With a guilty verdict, you restore order.
And justice?
Sometimes we are forced to leave that responsibility to God.
But perhaps you have a different opinion?
May I suggest an autopsy?
So you suggest that?
I dreamed we said goodbye?
You could probably try to get up now, Freund.
Hardly.
You need to move. Distraction.
That doesn't make you healthier. I need your assistance.
I'll dissect Odenstein.
His soul has already ascended.
Drink.
Coffee has an invigorating effect, invigorating.
What do you think?
Odenstein's body was buried.
Only an autopsy can determine if he died of a heart attack.
It was God's will he died.
Raxelius?
My friend!
-Simon Freund, back to life. -Lieutenant.
This is my sister Martha I'm visiting.
I thought you were at sea.
I'll help with the investigation for the commissar.
I guess you've heard the rumour of his death.
-So, you drink coffee? -Yes. No.
The king started a meaningless war to strengthen his autocracy.
It costs thousands of lives. You owe respect to him and the police.
-I thought we were on the same page. -We are on the same page.
Sorry.
No cancerous tumours, no cirrhosis. The heart looks normal.
Wipe.
me.
I find nothing remarkable.
Pull yourself together.
Oops ...
A pair of scissors.
Freund! A pair of scissors.
We have something here.
-Erik. -Can I have a word?
Good night, Freund.
-How can you work for the Chief Constable? -I want to know how the Commissar died.
-Why? -I found something in his skull.
The chief stands for what we hate: The war, the oppressive monarchy.
-You work for them. -I don't work for anyone!
They suspected a nymph who was released at my suggestion.
I must finish this. I'll come back then.
Then? There is no "then", not for me.
Erik ...
Erik!
Freund. Freund!
Where is Cathrin Sällberg? Now answer you me fast or I'll kill you.
I don't know where she is, I swear!
This is a wooden peg or pin, such as shoemakers use to sole-shoes
-But it can't penetrate the skull.
-It must have been done by something else. -What?
-A nail or other sharp thing. -Why was it there?
Likely to stem the blood flow so the wound wouldn't be seen.
This isn't good, Dåådh.
Cathrin Sällberg has disappeared, I hold you accountable.
Without you we'd never have lost her sight.
Why would she kill him? And in that way? Why did she leave?
-She, herself, alerted Nordin. -In order to deceive us.
Sometimes I wonder why you're here.
A respectable surgeon ... while credulous of human weaknesses.
Perhaps you are just a naive charlatan. That's what Odenstein thought you were.
I'm becoming inclined to agree.
-I can't find it in myself. -Really?
I demand a chance to redress this.
Your only chance to is to find Cathrin.
-You'll get one day. -I agree.
"D'accord."
Do we know any shoemaker who may wish to take Odenstein's life?
-I'll wait downstairs. -Freund!
-My name is Dåådh. -I can't now.
-I'm searching for Cathrin. -I don't know where she is.
Who did that to you? Nordin?
How do I know you are who you say?
-You can trust me. -You can be one of Wåhlstedt rags.
-Do I look like that? -Such isn't necessarily visible.
I have meet more beautiful men than you.
Can you lift up your face a little?
I don't know much about Cathrin.
Did she say anything to you about her background?
She said she used to live in the Diana neighbourhood.
Since that isn't much to go on. Does it feel better?
Be careful with that eye now. Take care of yourself.
Cathrin once said she had a protector.
No one knows where she is.
Dåådh, I have pain in my wound. I need a drink.
I only have one day.
Jesus didn't flee that way from his suffering.
Cathrin once lived in the Diana neighbourhood.
"Cathrin Sällberg. Penniless."
This explains the choice of occupation.
"Born March 16, 1780 son, Jon Petter. Illegitimate."
"The boy was healthy at birth attested. H. A. "
Peter, was the shoemaker's son.
We may have found something important.
Sorry. I have a question, but I can wait.
Come in.
I have been commissioned to find Cathrin Sällberg.
Cathrin gave birth to a son, and the witness was signed H. A.
-You're maiden name was Arvidsson. -What does the "H" stand for?
Henrietta, your second name. You're married and forced to conceal your movements.
-Why do I have to admit that to you? -Odenstein was found in Cathrin's bed.
-In Cathrin's bed? -She is now suspected of murder.
You attended Petter's birth, didn't you?
She couldn't take care of him. I made sure he got a good home.
After a while I received a thank you letter for all my help.
She wrote he never had it better than at Stahre's.
-Who did this? -Not many.
This stays between us.
Do you still have the letter?
Hold it up to the light.
-What do you see? -A coat of arms.
Coat of arms. The family von Graz. And under that?
A monogram. "C. V. G."
-Baron Claes von Graz. -Wasn't his son executed ...?
High treason. Lovisa said Cathrin had a patron.
A gentleman with a large farm.
-I want you to stay here, Freund. -Where are you going?
To Ekers mansion. If I'm not back tomorrow, alert Wåhlstedt.
In this case, something's happened to me. You're the only one who knows where I am.
Thank you.
What are you doing on my land?
My name is Dåådh, surgeon in the royal galley fleet.
Very fitting. Are you a spy?
No.
You have a passport issued by the pig Wåhlstedt.
I'm here to find Cathrin Sällberg.
-I don't know anyone by that name. -I think you do.
Do you know who I am?
You are Baron Claes von Graz.
father of Captain von Graz, executed for high treason three years ago.
-Possibly, but you're well informed. -What do you want?
None other than the one I mentioned.
Too much is at stake for us.
Baron.
I'll take care of it.
Since we met, I understand Odenstein didn't die a natural death.
Stahre was arrested for murder and risks the gallows.
Confirm Stahre's guilt or deny it.
I also know you are Petter's mother.
Mrs. Stahre came to me same night as Petter was found.
On the way back a man got up out of obscurity ... Jakob Timberg.
He told me Odenstein flogged the boy to death ...
... To get Timberg to admit.
He wanted nothing more than to avenge the boy.
I drugged Odenstein with a prepared glass of wine.
Unfortunately, Odenstein was already drunk when he arrived.
He was sleeping heavily when he got his.
He shoved a wooden peg or pin into the wound.
It would look like a heart attack.
As you were going to dissect Odenstein the Baron brought me and Timberg here.
Where is Timberg now?
He medicated himself with white ointment against syphilis
But it had made him worse. He died.
Is he buried in the garden?
-I want you to save Stahre. -Then you must say you found me.
I appreciate if you'd wait a few days to notify Wåhlstedt.
One last question before you go.
Why nymph?
Many prominent customers visit a brothel.
Odenstein provided information unknowingly.
Information that was the difference between life and death for our people.
... when Mrs. Stahre told me about what had happened to her son Peter.
According to Timberg it was Odenstein who ...
Then Odenstein fell in my bed asleep ...
... he struck a nail that went- deeply into Odenstein's head.
This is written down in truth. Ekers farm, September 28, 1790.
Cathrin Sällberg.
Did you find her?
-When do we go to Stockholm. -We stay here overnight.
-Where were you doing this? -On Ekers farm.
They managed to leave the farm when I got there.
-Opened? -I thought it would lead to them.
According to Cathrin's statement the culprit Timberg was already be dead.
Yes.
-What do you think about it? -I saw the grave.
And how do you know Timberg was there? -I can show you the location.
May I remind you Stahre is to be released?
We must find Cathrin Sällberg despite the confession. Close the door.
She must be considered as an accomplice.
You were looking for vindication, Dåådh. You earned it.
Odenstein could be too witty in his assessments.
Nordin is an obvious successor, but I'm doubtful. No finesse.
No reflection.
You have the qualifications, Dåådh.
I don't think I am the right man.
My inclination is toward science and surgery.
Well.
Now it's time for me to say goodbye.
-Come. -Mrs. Wåhlstedt ...
People like you and me make the world a little better.
Without you, Stahre would have hanged although he was innocent. Such happens here.
Those without money get no care or justice.
Accept my husband's offer.
Freund can be your assistant. Odenstein's story holds you both.
Madame, This isn't something I'm considering.
What can happen to a man with Nordin on Odenstein's place?
You can get your husband to choose ...
I don't have that power. A man of Odenstein's type isn't needed here.
You will agree with that.
I hope for a positive response on your part.
"King Haakon conspirator Claes von Graz and his mistress Cathrin Sällberg "-
- "Were arrested outside the farm Wallstabruk. They planned violence against kingdom."
"Society's trolley fell in Wallstaforsen during the hunt."
"The woman survived, but was shot when she tried to escape."
"The rest of the party all perished in the water. "
May God be merciful on their souls.
-Can you come here? What's your name? -Freund.
Swear for me here by the Holy Scriptures.
Freund.
Freund!
I intend to be Wåhlstedt's new district commissar.
District commissar? You?
And you must help me, Freund, but I need you as my confidant.
Not like a drunkard.
Help!
Want to be my sidekick? Do you accept your new role?
Nordin was added.
Johan Gustav Dåådh is our new district commissar.
He is responsible for reporting and monitoring in Odenstein's place.
You say nothing.
I would like to wish you good luck.
You won't go penniless, Nordin. You will be the new prison director.
If you agree, of course.
I thank the Chief Constable for your great generosity.
All right, gentlemen. "C'est tout."
I have a confession. I met Cathrin Sällberg at Ekers farm.
I didn't know if I could trust you. You know my views on the monarchy.
Yes.
Also you aren't exempted. You may not exercise your faith.
Not without retribution from the church.
God's trial makes me who I am.
Have you no pride? No self-will?
We needn't agree on everything, but we must fight for the same thing.
Thing?
Justice, in all the ways it can manifest itself.
-Can I trust you? -I can't understand you.
-You are a godless person, but ... -Fair?
It is you, on your own, quirky way.