"I'll put it here, Freddy." " l'll do my evening round now." " Change the channel to Sweden." "We talked about wages earlíer." "Some are happy, others are not." "There's a lot of talk about equalí_atíon." "Are you ready to ..." "Freddy!" "Marthinsen has been murdered." "Get back to the scene of the crime and call the police." "Police." " Hello, is that the police?" " Yes." " Good evening." "It's about a murder." " l beg your pardon?" " l want to report a murder." " l see." " Name?" " Hansen." "Mrs Hansen." " Address?" " 6, Kongensgate." " Where are you now?" " Here." "At home, of course." "6, Kongensgate." "But I live in the cellar." "Not now. I'm at Marthinsen's." "The manager of Marthinsen  Co." " Do you know the deceased?" " Body ..." "He's in Larsen's office." "I found him when I came in to clean." " Larsen?" " The body. I'm a regular employee." " He's not asleep, is he?" " With a big knife in his back?" " Right." "Lock all doors." " Lock all doors ..." " Don't touch anythíng." "Waít for us." " Don't touch, wait for us." " Keep mum." " Keep mum ..." "Can I write it down?" "I lust need a pen." "One moment, please." "Hello?" "The body I was talking about is in here now." "And it's Marthinsen." "The boss himself." "Fritiof!" "Freddy!" "Freddy!" "Bakker." "Oh, it's you." "No, I'm still in bed." "I've got the flu." "What?" "Murder?" "Freddy!" "Freddy!" "The body is following me!" " Shut up." " But ..." "Help me." "There we are." "Start sniffing around." "I'll be downstairs." " Where is it?" " He's right in front of your nose." " Here?" " l'm going ..." "Just a minute. I don't see a body." "You need glasses." "He's right there in front of your ..." "Blimey!" "He was here lust now." "I hope the sergeant is bringing his sense of humour." " It's true, I swear!" " Save it for the boss." "He's got the flu, but he dragged himself out of bed." " l saw him with my own eyes." " Maybe he's hiding in the cupboard." "Don't ty to be funny." "Well, well." "Let's take it from the beginning, in your own words." "While I was dictating my memoirs on the phone,   l turned around and there he was, draped over his chair." "I nearly died myself." " A dead man?" " Yes, the manager." " May I ask where he is now?" " l don't know!" "But he was here a moment ago." "Do you know where he could be?" "No." "You'll have to ask the boss when he comes." "It wasn't me that mislaid the body." " Tell me ... what's he like?" " The sergeant?" "I love it when he finds out it's a false alarm." "He'll explode." " Where are you going?" " l dislike explosions." "You have reported a murder." "I promise it will be the last time." "All this trouble over a body ..." "But where do they usually hide?" "You tell me, ma'am." "Stiffs are not great talkers." "You did lock the door?" "You saw me locking it when you came." " And that door?" " It's always locked." "I lust remembered something I forgot to tell you." "When I saw that the body had followed me,   l ran down to Freddy and said, "The body is following me."" " Mrs Hansen, when did you lock it?" " About ten minutes ago." "I needed a drink before going back up." "It wasn't funny." "A body that won't lie still." "Even the sergeant will understand." "Don't bet on it." "If he were to smile, I think his face would crack." " Have you been drinking?" " l never drink." " At least not until I see double." " That's the boss." "Typical. I should stay in bed, but of course I can't." " Where is it?" " What?" "The body?" " What else?" " We don't know." "The body has disappeared, sir." "It .. ." " Mrs Hansen reported the murder." " That's me." "Well, I'll be!" "Aren't you Heny Bakker?" "I can't believe it!" "This is Detective-Sergeant Bakker." "Not to me." "Nice to see you, Heny." "You've put on some weight." "But the hat is nice." "All the fashion, is it?" "We used to be neighbours." "He married my cousin Valborg." "I said, "Valborg, it's better than two hot-water bottles in bed."" "Surely you haven't forgotten, Heny?" "Lily Hansen." "It was Nilsen then." " We'll talk about that later." " He said you were a sourpuss." ""No sense of humour." It made me nervous." "And who turns up but Heny himself?" "If something is funny, I have enough sense of humour to appreciate it." ""And if he smiles, his mouth will burst," he said." "It's nice to see old friends making it in the world." " l'm awaiting your report, Grodahl." " But there is no body." "Don't be so hard on him." "He has nothing to report." "There was a body." "But when I went up with this gentleman, it was gone." "Don't say I'm halleluiationing, because I'm not." "You said the victim was your employer, Mr Richard Marthinsen?" "Yes." "He was in Larsen's office." "The consequences of calling the police without reason are severe." " l said he was here." " No, you said Larsen's office." "But he was here afterwards." "On this chair." "There is no dead body, neither on, under or over that chair." " But there was." " And where is it now?" "I suppose it went off somewhere." "I asked her to lock the door, but ten minutes passed before she did." " l needed a drink." " You should have locked the door." "Easy for you to say." "You were at home in your nice, warm bed." "What do you think, sir?" "About the case, I mean." "I'd rather not say, since there are ladies present." " Bless you." " l could have been in my bed." "I saw a great programme on N with lots of good advice about diseases." "For a cold, you had to take an onion." "There was no need to peel it." "Then you had to stuff it up your nose as far as it would go." "I'm bleeding. I must have cut myself." "Maybe when I slapped the chair." "Do you have blood on you, sir?" "Can it be from the chair?" " Yes, look." " Yes, this is blood." "You're not afraid of blood, are you?" "Remember the boy scouts?" "Perhaps it's from the dead man." "And I licked my finger!" "Maybe now you'll believe me, Mr Superintendent Heny Bakker." " Where does that door lead to?" " Westerlie's office." "It's always locked." "You have to go in from the corridor." "That's the first time I've seen that door open." " Was there anyone, Heny?" " No, there wasn't, "Heny"." "Now give me the key to Larsen's office, which I hope you locked." " Can I have the key?" " l don't have it." "It's in the lock." " In the lock." "Grodahl, take a look." " Fifth door on the right." "Thank you, ma'am." "Heny?" "When I saw you, I almost fainted." " Really?" "Mrs Hansen ..." " Mrs Hansen, nonsense." " Have you forgotten your old friend?" " No." "It's not easy to forget." "Of course not." "Remember you used to come to our kitchen   during working hours to have a fag and rest your long, tired legs?" " Much has changed since then." " Not your legs." "Sit down!" " Tell me eveything from the start." " From when you moved to our road?" "No!" "You found a dead man." "Evey detail, please." " In my own words?" " Please, but as few as possible." " Let me see ..." " Be brief. I'm a vey busy man." "Don't interrupt all the time." "I have to collect my thoughts." "I came up the stairs ..." "You work as a cleaning woman at Richard Marthinsen  Co.?" " Cary on." " l thought you were taking over." "I work here as a cleaning woman, and my husband is the concierge." "Remember Freddy?" "He won't like it when he hears I met you again." "He's not well." "He's a N iunkie." "He was sacked last week." " Why?" " Marthinsen thought he was lazy." "He doesn't like stairs, which is a problem when there are six floors." " So he got the sack?" " Yes." "It wasn't that odd." "Marthinsen was always sacking people." "He wasn't popular." "There won't be many tears at his funeral." " Not many people here will mourn." " Can I assume you're one of them?" "There's nothing, sir." " Any sign of burglay?" " No." "Have a look around and check all the doors and windows." " Who had keys to the offices?" " Mr Marthinsen himself." "And his private secretay, Miss Selbye." "And me, on Fred's behalf." " And a spare set in the drawer." " Really?" "Show me." "No." "No one looks in the manager's drawers." "That's private." "But I'll bet you can." " Could one of these keys ..." " Unlock it." " It fits." "How odd." " Yes, odd ... lt's underneath some papers." "There's no key here." " No, it's gone." " That's right, gone." " So Marthinsen fired your husband?" " Yes." "Do you remember Freddy?" "He'll be green with envy." "Didn't you and Valborg ..." "Grodahl, stand guard outside." "Have a look in the loo and take your time." " In the loo, sir?" " We have to investigate eveything." "Yes, sir." "Even though we were acquainted long ago ..." "Acquainted, come on!" "Have you forgotten that time in the cellar?" "I'm sure you've arrested people for less than what you tried then." "Perhaps we should continue the investigation." " Your hands were eveywhere, Heny." " Thank you." " Oh yes." "Where was I?" " Going nowhere." " Like you in the cellar." " l have a suggestion." " l ask the questions, you answer." " That's clever." " This is Mr Marthinsen's office?" " Was, Heny." "Was." "The whole block was his." "He was R. Marthinsen  Co." " And that is Westerlie's office?" " Yes." "He's the head accountant." "He's a virtuoso." "His fingers fly like a pianist's." " And Larsen's office is out there?" " Yes." "He's in the Canaries." "A real slyboots if you ask me." "Freddy says he won't trust him further than he can throw him." " Dishonest, you mean?" " Larsen hates Marthinsen." "But don't wory about that." "Eveybody hates Marthinsen." "To him, we're not human beings." "He treats us like furniture." " Do you hate him too?" " Me?" "No, but I couldn't stand the sight of him. I didn't kill him!" " Someone did." "Is this his wife?" " Yes, and that's Marthinsen." " l know him." " Then there's six of us now." " Sory?" " Six suspects." " Minus one." "Because I didn't do it." " Are you saying that I ..." "Eveybody who knew him could have murdered him." "Including you." "Mrs Hansen, I'm a detective, not a suspect." "Grodahl!" "I saw a programme on N, in which the detective was the murderer." " Find anything?" " No." " Why were you up so late?" " l was doing my husband's round." " Were all doors locked?" " Yes." " Call Marthinsen at home." " That's 420502." "I'm sure Marthinsen is in bed snoring, as we all should be." "He's safe there ..." "with a big knife in his back." "Right through his ribcage, Heny!" "Mrs Marthinsen?" "I'm sory to disturb you at this time." "This is the police." "Detective-Sergeant Bakker would like to speak to you." "Yes." "It's Mrs Marthinsen." "Good evening, ma'am." "Bakker here." "Can I speak to your husband, please?" " He's not there?" " l told you!" "I didn't catch that." "The radio is vey loud here." "No, it's lust a routine question." "Could you ask him to call me at ..." " 207072." " 207072." "Thank you." " She says he's often out at night." " What do we do now?" "On the basis of this lady's report,   we'll have to continue our investigation." "Get me Wilberg." " See what you've done?" " What I have done?" "Wilberg, it's the boss." "This is Bakker. I've been called out to a possible murder." "60, Kongensgate." "Possible murder, yes." "Wait for it." "The body has disappeared." "Yes, you heard right." "But I think the witness is telling the truth, so I have to get on it." "I want some blood analyzed, fingerprints taken   and a description of Richard Marthinsen sent out." "He's the victim." "You'll find a photo here that you can use." "Cary on, Wilberg." "I'm really impressed." "Talk about authority." "We have to do some research until Wilberg's boys get here." " Bless you." " A brandy would be nice." "I know what you need." "A chest-and-back massage." "I know this oil called V5." "It burns like hellfire." " l saw a physioterrapin on N ..." " Physiotherapist." "A masseur, yes." "The patient was vey ill, but with V5 he jumped right up." "You should ty it, Heny." "There are not many things you know nothing about, Mrs Hansen." "If any more bodies should turn up, just call." "That's not easy when you can't keep order with your bodies." "Thank you and goodníght." "Mrs Marthinsen?" "I'm Detective-Sergeant Bakker." "The constable told me my husband is ..." "This can't be true." "I'm sory, we have reason to believe that your husband was murdered." " Did you find him, Mrs Hansen?" " Yes." " This is terrible." " Won't you sit down?" "No, thank you. I'm afraid I won't be of much use to you, Sergeant." "We rarely saw each other." "Our marriage was not a happy one." "Do you have any suspicions as to who might want him dead?" "No one who would ..." "And my ..." "Sit down, Mrs Marthinsen." "Sit down here." "We have to ask you some questions." "But we'll ty to make it easy." " When did you last see your husband?" " Mrs Hansen!" "I want to decide what questions to ask." " When did you last see him?" " The right question." "Yesterday morning." "He said he wouldn't be back for lunch or dinner." "Do you suspect anyone?" "No." "But he often seemed ruthless and disagreeable." " So he made enemies easily." " Whom, for example?" "Nobody in particular." "But he really was ruthless." " Especially when thwarted." " l'll say." " Miss Selbye is here." " One moment." " Would you wait in there, please?" " l'd rather stay here." "Please wait in Westerlie's office." "We'll send for you when we need you." "Vey well." " Will it take long?" " No, I'll soon have this solved." " May I make a few calls?" " Of course." " Any news?" " She hadn't seen anything unusual." " But I did." " l'm in charge of this case." "Yes, yes, but you need all the help you can get." "When I observe something unusual, isn't it my duty to report it?" "All right, then." "I told you Mrs Marthinsen was pretty and had long, varnished fingernails." "She doesn't have those any more." " What?" " Long, varnished nails." "That's really strange." "She's always had beautiful, long nails." "Today, they are short and unvarnished." " And what's your analysis?" " That she cut them." "Thanks. I would never have worked that out myself." "Call Miss Selbye." "I'd like to know why she cut them today." "Mrs Hansen, I intend to assemble the entire staff in here." "But if you don't shut up, I have to send you away." " l'm only doing my duty." " Shut up!" "Miss Selbye." "You are Mr Marthinsen's private secretay?" " Yes." " l told you." " How long have you worked here?" " Eight years." " Do you like working here?" " What a question." "Won't you sit down, Miss Selbye?" "Mr Marthinsen was a wonderful man." "I loved to work for him." "He was so dynamic, charming and considerate. I can't believe ..." "Mrs Hansen says there is no doubt." "When did you last see him?" "Last night at 7:30." "He was waiting for a telephone call from New York." "When it didn't come through, he said I could leave." " And he stayed in his office?" " Yes." "Were the outer doors locked when you left?" "Of course." "I always lock the doors." "As Marthinsen's private secretay, you were vey close to him." "Do you know anyone who disliked him or bore a grudge?" "Many." "His strong personality irritated most people." "He loathed stupid people." "He demanded the best from eveyone." " Even that wasn't always enough." " Are you implying anything special?" " l'm warning you!" " l don't want to spread gossip ..." "Speak freely." "We can't make exceptions." "Marthinsen is dead and we need any information to solve the case." " Then you should talk to his wife." " l already have." "She didn't love him." "There was another man." "How do you know?" " As you said, we were vey close." " Not as close as she'd like to be." "Did he love her?" "No." "She ruined his life and only made him unhappy." "You don't happen to know the name of Mrs Marthinsen's lover?" "Yes, I do. I have no proof, but I simply know that it's true." "Out with it, Miss Selbye." "Robert Westerlie." "Westerlie?" "Come off it!" "That's the stupidest ..." " The man whose office is over there?" " Exactly." "Do you believe he had an affair with Mrs Marthinsen?" "I know it." "You said many people disliked Marthinsen." "Anyone in particular?" " l assume that the washer woman ..." " Mrs Hansen didn't like him." " Exceptionally brave and honest." " What do you mean by that?" " l ask the questions." " Then you ask her what she means." "What do you mean?" " Her useless husband was fired." " Useless?" "They were angy, because they were going to lose the flat." "This is twaddle." "You shouldn't have said that." "Poor Freddy." "The doctor had never seen a worse case of malingering." "Didn't your husband threaten Mr Marthinsen?" "Far from it." "He lust said someone ought to smack him on the head." " But he didn't threaten him." " No further comment is necessay." "You can't prove anything or point out anyone special." " No one special, no." " How vey convenient." " Robert Westerlie." " Just a moment." "One more question, Miss Selbye." "Do you have keys to the office?" " Have you got them now?" " Yes." " No one's had them since yesterday?" " No." "Thank you, Miss Selbye, that will be all." "One moment ..." "Send in Westerlie." "Heny?" "All right, Mr Bakker ... lf she left at 7:30, as she claimed,   then the town hall clock must have had hiccoughs." "Because it struck a quarter to when I saw you leaving." "The sergeant asked when I last saw Mr Marthinsen. I said at 7:30." "I had forgotten something, but I did not see Marthinsen. I only heard him." " He was in the lavatoy." " Well, well." "All I want is clarity." "Cary on, Heny." " What?" " Mr Bakker." " Robert Westerlie?" " He's an old friend:" "Heny Bakker." " Oh, how do you do?" " How do you do?" " This is a shock to all of us." " Not to all." "One person knew." " Certainly no one at the office." " Won't you sit down?" " How long have you worked here?" " For two vey long years." "Did you like Mr Marthinsen?" "Please answer the question." "No, I did not like him." "Nobody did, with one possible exception." " Miss Selbye." " Why do you say possibly?" " How can anyone feel for such a man?" " Feelings are obviously involved." "I think you understand what I'm saying, Miss Selbye." " So you had a lot against him?" " That's putting it mildly." "But I didn't kill anybody." "Besides, he paid me well." " When did you last see him?" " At six, when I left the office." " And you went straight home?" " Yes." "You obviously feel the urge to speak." "Westerlie couldn't murder anyone." "He's much too nice." "Thanks for the information. I really want to go on without interruptions." "You are interrupting me." "I have more to say." "You are mistaken." "It wasn't six o'clock when you left." " Perhaps it was nearer 6:30." " More like a quarter to." " Why so late?" " l was on an errand until six." "Then I had things to take care of at the office, but then I went home." " Any comments, Mrs Hansen?" " No, that's correct." "I was getting beer for Freddy." "He wants beer with his coffee." " On the way back I met Mr Westerlie." " Yes, now I remember." "So you came back here for 40 minutes." "Was Marthinsen in when you left?" " The light was on." " You didn't see him?" " No." " Miss Selbye, you left at 7:30." "You returned to get some papers, then left again at 7:45." "You heard Marthinsen in the lavatoy but didn't see him." "Are you prepared to swear that Marthinsen was here when you left?" "Well, she heard him in the loo." " l heard him washing his hands." " He always had nice manners." " Could it have been someone else?" " Yes." "If it had, it would have been all quiet." "A murderer wouldn't take time to wash his hands." " Blood!" " Stop it!" "You are the only one who was here all the time." "I told you I was at the pub to get beer for Freddy." " How long did it take?" "Ten minutes?" " More. I had one myself ..." " How long?" " The time was ..." "The clock in the pub said 8:10." "Which means it's ten past seven,   because it's still on daylight saving time." "Mr Westerlie, you said you had a lot against Marthinsen." "Was it mutual?" "Well, he was satisfied with my work." "Friendship didn't matter to him." "You're the business manager. I guess there's no reason to suspect you?" "No, all our books are reviewed by a chartered accountant." "Do you know Mrs Marthinsen?" " Mrs Marthinsen?" " Yes." "Do you know her well?" " l see." "You've been talking again?" " Yes, I have." "Miss Selbye accuses me, without any justification,   of having an affair with Mrs Marthinsen." "But it's true!" "How dare you deny it?" "Mrs Selbye herself had a quaint relationship with her boss." "He obviously appealed to her maternal instinct." "When Mrs Marthinsen came on one of her rare visits to my office,   she had to believe the worst." " What is your accusation based on?" " Mr Marthinsen told me about it." " What?" " He told me." "Believe me, there is no affair between Mrs Marthinsen ..." " ... and me." " l would like to confirm that." " Won't you come in, madam?" " And I don't understand ..." "Now I understand." "If I was in love with Mrs Marthinsen   l would have to get rid of her husband." "Isn't that what you mean?" " l haven't accused you of anything." " l think I can explain." "It irritated my husband that we were fond of each other." " Fond?" "Was that all?" " We like each other a lot." "But your husband thought there was more?" " Without reason?" " He thought he had a reason." "But it was incorrect." "He even hired a private detective." "I'm glad you said this." "It wouldn't have looked right if I had." " You knew this, too?" " Oh, yes." "That is to say, I happened to find a letter from a detective agency." "But even in my sleep I could tell that there was stuff going on." " What sort of stuff?" " Well, not murder, Sergeant." "He found out that I had visited Mr Westerlie's home." " How did that come out?" " Because it was true." " But Westerlie wasn't there." " You mean there was another?" "Did Westerlie put his home at your disposal to meet another man?" " Shocking, isn't it?" " l'm only interested in the facts." "Did your husband suspect Westerlie?" " Any comments, Mr Westerlie?" " l can only confirm her stoy." "Did Marthinsen accuse you directly of being his wife's lover?" "And you did nothing to explain the truth to him?" "No, I told him we shared an interest." "Stamps." "And I said Mrs Marthinsen had been to my house a few times." "Right, to have a look at the stamps." " Did he believe you?" " No." " But you still kept working for him." " You mean he should have fired me?" "The company was the only thing that mattered to him." "Not his family life." "But I had no reason to kill him." " So you can thank the murderer." " No, I don't go to such extremes." "Even with Mr Marthinsen." " You knew Mrs Marthinsen's friend?" " No, I didn't, actually." " You never saw him?" " She had her own key." "Would you mind writing down your friend's name, ma'am?" " l can't." " Why not?" " l don't see any reason." " Well, I can insist on it later." " Vigdis Reistad." " Let her come in." "Come in, Miss." " Do you know what happened?" " Yes." "And it doesn't surprise me." "Didn't I say that if he didn't stop groping me, I would clobber him?" "Did Mr Marthinsen make advances?" " Yes, he tried." " That's a lie!" "A lie?" "Isn't it true that I told you?" " Yes." " She saw." "One day she came in as he groped me." "And she started cying." "Then she took the knife from here." "For a second I thought she'd ..." " If looks could kill, he would ..." " Did you say kill?" " Yes ..." " You said kill." "Are you implying that I killed him?" " Stop it." " l won't put up with this." "She merely said you looked as if you might have done it." "Incidentally, any one of you could have done it." "It is my considered opinion that the murderer is in this room." "I shouldn't say anything when I'm not asked,   but the knife she's holding there is the murder weapon." "Heny ..." "Fingerprints." "Sit down, all of you." "Someone killed Mr Marthinsen with this knife." "You Miss Selbye, in a fit of jealousy." "You loved him, and we all know what jealousy can do." " l saw something on N about it ..." " Mrs Hansen!" "Maybe you did it out of anger over your husband's sacking?" "If I had to kill eveybody who fired Freddy, I'd need a machine gun." "What about you?" "You have admitted that you have a lover." "Did you get rid of your husband to clear the way for your lover?" "Or Mr Westerlie?" "Are you telling the truth, or are you the lover?" " l can only repeat myself:" "No." " How exciting." "Talk about drama." " Excuse me, sir ..." " l don't want to be disturbed." " Unless you found the body." " We have." "No!" "What's going on?" "What are all those people doing in my office?" "Mr Marthinsen!" "The body himself!" " My nerves are all iangled." " l have to laugh about yesterday." "You can laugh." "Marthinsen was Iying there with a knife in his back." "Or my name isn't Lily Hansen." " Hello." "Seen any bodies lately?" " Go ahead and laugh." "It was fun while it lasted." "Pity is wasn't true." " It is true." " We saw that." "Bakker was quite haughty with you." "You just believed you saw the body." " At least we found out some things." " We know who belongs to whom now." "It was rich of Miss Selbye to say you had an affair with Mrs Marthinsen." " How ridiculous." " Why is that so ridiculous?" "She's vey attractive, but I'm afraid ... I'm off." "Don't take it so hard." "You have us." "Mr Westerlie, one moment, please." "There was blood on the chair." "Isn't there some modern gadget to find out whose blood it was?" "There are four blood types ..." "So the experts can find out whose blood was on the chair?" "Well, they can possibly see whose blood it's not." "I'm not with you." "We have four blood types." "One is vey rare, the other three are common." "Oh, yes." "How clever." "Nature is fantastic, Mrs Hansen." "And so are you." "Good morning." " Morning, Viggi." " Morning, Westerlie." "Handsome type, that Westerlie." "Smart, eh?" "What did he say?" "Experts can find out that our blood was not on the chair." "Will you forget about dead bodies and blood?" "See you, Hansen." "I won't give up. I will prove that it is true. I read in the paper ..." " l have to catch the bus." " What bus, Miss Reistad?" " It's after four." " Where is Miss Selbye?" "This letter has to be posted." "It's stamped." " But my bus ..." " It'll only take a minute." "I have another letter, but I have to read it first." "You can get it later." "The young people of today don't have great zeal." "No." "Not great." "Eveything that was said last night ..." "I got a full account." " It's not good for discipline." " No ..." "Most unfortunate." "Cary on with your work, you're not disturbing me." "No ... I told you to cary on with your work." "Oh, right." "Thank you." "They were going to return the chair today, but they haven't been." " Which chair?" " The one with the blood." "It will come tomorrow." "Could you find another place to polish?" "I'm so sory." "This is special wax for the legs." "I could do with some myself." " You need a holiday, Mrs Hansen." " l told Freddy the same thing." "But he said I was at holiday camp when I was a girl." "That should do." "There are evil things going on in this house, Mr Marthinsen." "You can say that again." " What's the matter with you?" " l was just searching." " Have you lost something?" " No." "But these keys ... I found them in a chair in Larsen's office." "Who could they belong to?" "No idea." "Look, Mrs Hansen, the case is closed." " Not to me." " Let me see." " It says JPG here." " Don't know those initials." "Do you still believe that I'm dead, Mrs Hansen?" " You were yesterday." " Ridiculous." " Yes, quite ridiculous." " Exactly." " You have a lively imagination." " l've never had reason to complain." "But if it wasn't you I saw yesterday, I ought to be committed." "I really like you, Mrs Hansen." "It's nice to have you around." "Tell your husband he can go back to work tomorrow." "How do you like that?" "I really like it." " The same can't be said for Freddy." " Vey well, then." "I had better take those keys, so I can ask around tomorrow." " l already asked around today." " Then they're probably mine." "JPG?" "Exactly." "Goodnight, Mr Marthinsen." " What will you do with them?" " Give them to the police." "I wouldn't do that if I were you." "Think of what Bakker might say." " Probably something sarcastigeous." " And you don't like that, do you?" " There's more." " Have you made other discoveries?" "No, I found a button." "It looks like a shell." "Isn't it strange?" " Where did you find it?" " Right there, where the chair was." " Will you show this to the police?" " Yes." "Why?" "No clue in the world can prove that I'm dead." "No, I guess I'm lust confused." "He'll probably just laugh at me." " He might get annoyed." " You can be sure of that." "I'll take the chance." "I'll tell you what we'll do. I know the detective-sergeant personally." "Give me the keys, then I'll give them to him." "Good idea." "But it's far too much trouble." " Far from it." " Well ... I'll sleep on it. I'll put them here in my secret hiding place." "There." "It's safe now." ""Deep in the heart of Texas."" "I'd better finish up, so I can go home, too." "As you wish." " Goodnight, Mrs Hansen." " Goodnight, Mr Marthinsen." "is he gone?" "I have to go too." " Where's the letter?" "Bye." " Wait!" "Do me a favour." "Type a letter for me." " l've been working for eight hours." " Yes, in your whole life." "Come on." " It's important." " All right." "To whom?" " No, on the typewriter." " Why?" "That's how Marthinsen does it." "To Detective-Sergeant Heny Bakker." "Write "Dear Heny"." " You're out of your mind." " Thought you were clever today ..." "Question mark." "Well, I wasn't too clever either." "Exclamation mark." "It might interest you that I have found two things   you can put your finger on." "Two clues." " What have you found?" " l'm not telling you." "One:" "A key belonging to an unknown person." "Two:" "A button made of tortoise shell belonging to dodo." " Dodo?" " Ditto, ditto." "Said unknown person." " Shall I read it?" " No." " Have you read the paper?" " l didn't have time." " No, you have to write it down!" " It would be easier to call." " Do you know the number?" " 56871 8." "It has to be in writing." " You give it to him verbally." " Ask him whether he read the paper." "I don't like to talk on the phone." "Hello?" "An old friend of yours would like to speak to you." "Mrs Hansen." "Heny, is that you?" "It's Lily." "Have you read the paper?" "They've found an anonymous body in the park." "Unidentified body." "Check if there's a button missing on his jacket." "If so, then I have it." "And the blood." "Examine it to see if it's the same as on the chair." " Blood?" " The blood type." "You do know that there are four types to choose from?" "And if he's lost his key, I've got it too." "I think we ruined his dinner." "You're crazy." "To drag him out of bed again." " Viggi, I saw what I saw." " You said it was Marthinsen's body." "Here, yes." "But not in Larsen's office." "Maybe I was seeing double." " There can't be two bodies?" " No." "I hope Bakker will solve it." "I'm off now." "He won't solve anything." "But if he comes, I'll know I was right." " Won't you stay?" "I'm afraid." " l'm frightened too." "But ..." "Think of me. I know too much about the murderer. I may be in danger." "Right." "Here." "Here I am with the chair." " Where shall I put it?" " The same place as yesterday." "If you used your eyes that well in your job, you might make a good cop." " Strange to send you with the chair." " It was my own suggestion." "Mrs Hansen, tell me more faiy tales." "My observations are not for subordinates." " Have you tested the blood?" " We didn't bother, as he was alive." " Didn't bother?" "I shall complain." " l have to go now." " l'll give you a lift." " Grodahl, before you go ..." "Can a man be murdered in one place and the body be found in another?" " Yes, if he is moved." " Let's say I see him here." "Could the police then find him in the park?" " It's possible." " Then he couldn't have walked in." "Freddy and I had a discussion that had buttons and keys flying around." " Buttons and keys?" " l found this in Larsen's room." "How did they get there, and whose are they?" "They're mine." "These are my initials." "JPG." "Jeremias Pedersen Grodahl." "is your name Jeremias?" "That's beautiful." " l wonder what Bakker would say." " That's one clue ruled out." " l'll have to trust in the button." " Can I see it?" "So you can tell me it's yours?" "No, I have to show Bakker something." "I have to get some papers." "Will you wait here?" "Viggi, beware of the strong arm of the law." "He's even got two." "What happened to the lights?" "Are you out of your mind?" "No!" "Help!" "Help!" " What's that?" " Help!" "Help!" "Grodahl!" " Help me!" " Mrs Hansen." "Help me!" "Get me up, Grodahl." "A man lumped me and groped me all over." "He lumped me." "We were rolling on the floor." " Why?" " If I'd been 20 years younger ..." " l wonder who it was?" " No one here." "Were you attacked?" "You don't imagine something like that." "Hey, turn around." "No ..." "They're both gone." "Both my clues." "He snatched the button." "You took the key." "What do I tell Bakker?" "Was that your last clue?" "I think I'll leave before he comes." "Who knew that I had a button in my bra?" "Marthinsen." "He watched while I hid it." " Would Marthinsen ..." " Is that so unthinkable?" "There's the boss." "Hey, hey!" "Come here." "I said, come here!" "Let me see the clues." "I'm waiting." " Well ..." "Good evening, sir." " Yes, good evening." " How's the cold, Heny?" " Yes, how is it going, Heny?" "Sir." "I'm grateful for your concern about my health. I'm definitely worse." "What did you want to say to me, Mrs Hansen?" " They're gone, Heny." " l see." "So they're gone?" "Yes, both pieces of evidensity." " Did you say gone?" " Yes." "Sory, I lust popped by." "I had nothing better to do than   to stay in my fever-hot bed   with a case of pneumonia that's dragging me to my grave." " Stuff happens." " Stuff!" "What sort of stuff?" " Don't shout, then I'll explain." " Please." " You're vey difficult, Heny." " You're not making it any easier!" "You have dragged me out of bed twice in the past 24 hours!" "And for what? "They're gone, Heny." Where the hell have they gone?" "Your nose is dripping." "Out!" "Maybe now you'll tell me what happened here?" "But briefly." " You mustn't be angy." " Can I see the key?" " Grodahl said it was his." " And the button?" "I know you won't believe this, but I had it here." "I was alone." "The light went out, then a man came in and took it." " Did you see him?" " How?" "He lumped me, and we were rolling around." "Imagine, at my age." " What did the button look like?" " About this size." "Its surface had several colours." "Like a shell." "Mother of pearl." "Mother of pearl?" "That's right." "You believe me!" "Then I'll tell you some more." "Marthinsen saw where l hid it." "I think he took it." "He acted strangely." "He wanted it to show it to you, but I refused." "Then the light went out and someone jumped me." " Where was Grodahl at the time?" " In there with Viggi." "So he was in there with Miss Reistad?" "Grodahl!" "It all went so quickly." "When Mrs Hansen was attacked, you were in there with Miss Reistad." " Yes ..." " And what were you doing in there?" "There were a few things I wanted to look at." "Then I heard Mrs Hansen scream, ran in and I found her on the floor." "She was in a condition of ..." "lying down." "So I went to investigate." "Because I didn't really believe her." "You told me yourself she wasn't ..." "Get Wilberg on the phone." " Wilberg?" "Am I going to be arrested?" " Not just yet." "Wilberg?" "It's the boss." "It's me." "What?" "No, it got a lot worse." "Yes, I ought to stay in bed." "But I've got news in the Marthinsen case." "First of all: has the body you found in the park been identified?" "What's his name?" "Jens Kamfjord?" "The button he is missing ..." "I've got it here." "I haven't got it." "It has disappeared, just like the body." "Strange, isn't it?" "What?" " Ask him about the blood." " Which blood type was Kamfjord's?" "What?" "You don't say!" "Thanks." "Mrs Hansen needs protection." "Otherwise, she'll disappear too." " Am I going to disappear?" " Hope springs eternal." "Tell Marthinsen I want to talk to him." " What did he say about the blood?" " Kamfjord's blood type was AB." "That's vey rare." "Me, I've got rhesus factor O, which is quite common." "I'd guessed as much." " The blood on the chair was AB, too." " Then it was his." "It might have been." "The button would have been conclusive evidence." " What about the fingerprints?" " There were many." " Mainly from a certain person." " Who?" "Guess." "Come in." " Hello, Mrs Hansen." " Ma'am." "is my husband not here?" "How strange, he asked me to pick him up." " The police are here." " Again?" " l discovered new evidensity." " What do you mean?" "I'm sory." "Only the police and I ..." " l see." " Top secret, as we call it." "I thought the case was closed, since my husband is clearly alive." "It wasn't Mr Marthinsen." "I just thought it was." " Do you know who I think it is?" " No." "Someone called Kamfiord." " Kamfiord?" " Yes." "Blood type AB." "And the button looks exactly like the one he's missing. I found it here." "If he was murdered in the park, then how did the button end up here?" "Did you say Kamfiord?" "We shouldn't say any more about it." "Only the police and I ... I'm a principal witness, you see." "Are you feeling bad?" " No." "It's lust vey hot in here." " It was the same blood on the chair." "AB." "But that's all absolutely confidental." "Mrs Hansen, you say that this Kamfjord was murdered in this room   and that the body was found in the park." " You don't miss much in this house." " That's my job." "The day you thought you saw my husband's body in here ..." " Did anyone ask for him?" " Ask for ..." "Yes!" "There was a man in the hall." "Handsome, vey nice." "And he had a moustache and light blue eyes." "And he wore a greyish suit like Marthinsen often wears." " Who was he?" " l don't know." "Then why did you ask?" "Well, I ..." "If a man was murdered in this office,   it's likely that you saw him come in." " Do the police have a suspect?" " No, because I'd know about it." " Are you here?" " l came to pick up my husband." "While you're here, I have one small question." "Jens Kamfiord." "Does the name mean anything to you?" " l don't think so." " Think carefully." "No." "But I meet a great number of people." " Do you know him well?" " Absolutely not." "Unless my memoy plays tricks with me." " He is dead." " So I heard." " l beg your pardon?" " It just popped out." " Did anything else pop out?" " No, I'm as quiet as the grave." "If I want to make things public, I do it through the media!" " Do you understand?" " Isn't he gorgeous when he's angy?" "Was Jens Kamfiord your lover?" "You admitted that you had a lover." " You refuse to give his name?" " It's none of your business." "When a man is murdered, eveything is my business." " So you deny that you knew Kamfiord?" " Yes." "R. Marthinsen  Co." "Who?" " Oh, it's you." " Who?" "Any news?" " Who is it?" " It's Wilberg." " Wilberg?" "Give me that!" " ... the radio is vey loud." "It's me." "A description of the victim?" "Hold on." "Thanks." "OK, go ahead." "Dark suit." "What did you say?" "A red tie." "Yes ..." "Blond hair." "And his age?" " Aged about 40." " That's him." "Quiet!" "Go on." " Moustache." " Yes ..." " About six feet tall." " Six feet ..." " Blue eyes." " Blue, yes ..." " What the hell do you mean?" " He was here that night." " Why didn't you tell me?" " You placed the murderer among us." " Did he speak to you?" " He asked for Marthinsen's office." " What time?" " Nine." " On the town hall clock?" " Don't be silly." "He's such a tease." "What did he say, when you said you thought no one was here?" "He said thank you, or I see." "Goodnight." " And then what?" " Then he went upstairs." "Although you told him there was no one." "Yes." "But I didn't run after him to check. I'm not nosy." " Did you see him come down?" " No." "Marthinsen was in his office." "He had an appointment with a Mr Winther." "Around that time, a man turns up with a description similar to Kamfjord's." "The time tallies with the time of the murder." "Mrs Marthinsen?" "I'd like to speak to your husband again." "I want to know more about Winther and whether he kept his appointment." "In that case, your husband's alibi is watertight." "Yes, I suppose." "Then wouldn't it be best if you answered my question?" " Did you know Jens Kamfiord?" " Yes." " Was he your ... friend?" " Yes." " Your lover?" " Yes." "Thank you." "Now we can start over." " l have nothing more to say." " For your sake, I hope so." "Do you suspect me?" "No, no." "He suspects your husband." " You wanted to see me, Inspector?" " Detective-Sergeant." " What is it about?" "More bodies?" " Not more." "One." " Are you loking?" " No." "A body found in the park." "His name was Kamfiord." "Do you know the name?" " l don't think I do." " You should have heard it ..." " Mrs Hansen!" " He ought to know it!" "Kamfiord was a friend of your wife." "You suspected me." "You thought it was Robert Westerlie." "You were wrong." "It was Jens Kamfjord." "I think we could all do with a cup of coffee." " That's your best idea so far." " l hope you get one soon." "On the night Kamfiord was killed, you worked late." " So?" " He was here." " Was he here, Marthinsen?" " Of course not." "I've never spoken to him." " You were to meet a Mr Winther." " Yes, but he didn't show up." " Do you know why?" " No." "He just wrote about a meeting." " Here?" " No, at the café." " Do you have his address?" " There was no return address." "You don't believe me?" "See for yourself, and read it out loud." "We have nothing to hide from each other." "Do we, my dear?" "I'm sory." "This Mr Winther seemed to know who your "friend" was." "I guess he wanted to tell me, at a price." "Fortunately, he didn't come." "That's the whole truth." " This letter is typed." " He didn't want to be recognized." "You think so?" " Have I missed anything?" " This was written on such a machine." " Do you imply that my staff ..." " Or yourself." " May I ask a question?" " No." " You've never heard of Kamfiord?" " Never." "Strange, because you were doodling on a sheet of paper,   which I found when I was cleaning." "It said J.K. all over." " Really?" " J.K. could stand for Jens Kamfjord." " You must be mistaken." " No, because I kept the paper." "If I haven't lost it." " No." "Here's the clinching evidence." " Your comments, please?" "I have heard the name, but not before last night." "When Winther didn't show up, I went upstairs to take a call." "There was a note on my desk." ""The name is Jens Kamfjord."" " Can I see the note?" " l tore it up." "And it wouldn't prove a thing, because I could have written it." " Do you really think I killed him?" " l am investigating the case." " No, Richard, please." " It's all merely coincidence." "I did not kill him." "I never saw him in my life." " Here's the coffee." " That'll be nice." " The door's locked and he's gone." " Didn't he want coffee?" "What's wrong with that door?" " He won't get far." " Do you think my husband killed him?" "I doubt it." " Then why did he run?" " l don't know." "Can I go now?" "All right." "I'll call you as soon as I know more." "I want some coffee." "What about you, Heny?" "No, thanks." "What a case." "Eveything disappears." "The dead and the living." " And buttons." " Where is the knife?" "On the desk." "It's not here." " It should be, but it's not." " Check under those papers." " No." " Strange." " Why isn't it there?" " Because it has disappeared." " You say that one more time ..." " Well, it has disappeared." "I'd like to speak to you, Hansen." "Listen to me." "There are a few things I'd like to explain to you." "Are you here, Mr Marthinsen?" "I'd like to talk to you." "I have a few things to explain." "Let's go into the kitchen." "Freddy is vey busy." "I'll put some coffee on." "You can hang up your coat in the hall." " Any news, Westerlie?" " Didn't Miss Selbye tell you?" "Larsen came home last week." " It was pouring in the Canaries." " Do you think he did it?" "No, but he was in town, so he's as much of a suspect as we are." "Come here!" "And sit down here." " Are you sick?" " Ding-dong." " Shall I get you a cup of coffee?" " Coffee is hardly strong enough." "My coffee is." "Hands off my bottle!" "What if I have a relapse?" " Is she sick?" " No." "She had an unpleasant experience identifying Jens Kamfjord." " It was him." " Did she know him?" "She confirmed that she talked to him on the night of the murder." "And ..." "Excuse me." "He was a handsome man." " Shame about the scar on his face." " What scar?" "Right across his face." "Swish ..." "Well, it doesn't matter where he is now." "You can have the rest." " Any news about Mr Marthinsen?" " That's only a matter of time." " Do you think he did it?" " l'm not here to answer questions." " No, Marthinsen didn't do it." " He didn't?" "And you know who did?" "Splendid." "Do you mind sharing it with us?" "I might, Heny." "When the time comes." " Mrs Marthinsen." " Hello, Mrs Marthinsen!" " Have you heard from my husband?" " Not yet." "Please sit down." "Miss Reistad, would you please take a seat over there?" "I have something vey serious to discuss." "It appears that Larsen, who seemed beyond suspicion, was in Oslo." " Why has nobody told me?" " Well, I didn't know about it." " Neither did I." " l only heard it just now." " l knew." " You might have informed me." " You lust tell me to shut up." " Because your mouth is always open." " Larsen didn't kill anybody." " Where would I be without you?" "I don't know either." " How did you know he was in Oslo?" " He called me." " And?" " Nothing special." " He had lost his fountain pen." " You should have told me this." "Why?" "Did you know where it was?" "Miss Selbye, you knew Larsen was in Oslo." "He called you last night." "I didn't know it was important." " What about you, Mr Westerlie?" " Miss Selbye told me this morning." "If Marthinsen had been murdered, we would all be suspects,   but why should Larsen be more involved than you, for example?" " Larsen?" " l'm sory ..." "Larsen was certainly involved." "He called me last night, and we arranged to meet at his place." "I arrived 40 minutes later." "Larsen was ... dead." " What was he?" " Murdered, Miss Selbye." "So now we have two murders to solve." "And the questions are piling up." "Did Marthinsen know that Larsen was in Oslo?" "Did he suspect Larsen would contact me?" "Who visited Larsen yesterday?" "And who disposed of him by sticking a knife into his back?" "Who?" " If you want to know my opinion ..." " l do not want to know your opinion!" "Marthinsen must be the killer." "Let's start with the first body:" "Kamfjord." "Marthinsen killed Kamfiord and had to get rid of the body." "Unfortunately, someone comes into the office." "The maid." "That's cleaning lady." " He hears her and hides." " Where?" " Behind the curtains." " There are no curtains." " Under the desk." " No ..." " In the cupboard." " No." "Behind the door then, damn it!" "Stop interrupting me!" " Where was I?" " Behind the door, damn it." "Marthinsen hides, Mrs Hansen finds the body and flees in a panic." "Marthinsen drags the body out here, down the stairs and to his car,   and drives it to the park, where it is found later." "But first he returns to get the murder weapon." "He hears Mrs Hansen, slumps down in the chair and plays dead." "Happy?" "Not me. I will not shut up!" "I won't sit there like an idiot while you accuse an innocent man." "I'll tell you what happened." "Marthinsen thought you were having an affair, though Westerlie denied it." "That Thursday evening he was to meet a Mr Winther, who never came." "Instead, he sent a note that said, "The name is Jens Kamfjord."" "I know something you don't know." "There was more in that note." " "He is in Larsen's office."" " How do you know?" "Don't interrupt." "Marthinsen didn't understand." "He went into the office to check." "Then he saw the body." "He heard me coming and hid behind the door." "Then I came in, and then I ran down to Freddy." "The rest is like you said." "He told me himself, and I believe him." "Grodahl!" "Mrs Hansen, you have been withholding important evidence." "Go to Mrs Hansen's flat and ask Marthinsen to come up here." " l didn't know he was there." " No, but Mrs Hansen did." "Hury up." "Let us go to the second body." "How about Marthinsen's alibi concerning Larsen?" " He could have left your flat." " Yes, but he didn't." "Marthinsen must have an alibi to prove that he didn't kill Larsen." "Why?" "It's your duty to prove that he did it!" "I know the law." "You have no proof." "And I know he didn't do it." " He was there, sir." " Welcome back." "It was silly of me to run." "Mrs Hansen hasn't suffered on my account?" "She has been most helpful." "Don't wory about Mrs Hansen." "She knows the law, you see." "What's the penalty for hiding a suspect?" "He's lust dying to have me." "It started in the cellar back home." " Am I under arrest?" " l'm taking you in for questioning." " Can I come?" " Of course." " Shall we go?" " Let's go to Larsen's office." "Mrs Hansen, you're coming too." "You're through working on your own." "All right, I will stop meddling." "I'm going to the cinema." "Do you never have time off?" " l do tonight." " l'm going to Klingenberg." "Shall we go together?" "I'll see you at sevenish." "I owe you an apology. I was certain there was something between you." "Well, there's nothing I can do now." "I've done all I could." " What did she mean by that?" " l don't know." "Well, you're the policeman." "Excuse me, I am a little busy." "So I thought I'd frighten Mrs Hansen, so she would run away." " What do you think happened?" " Someone wanted to harm me." "I'm iealous." "And with Kamfiord being murdered, I would be the suspect." "All the evidence points towards me." "I'm afraid I have no proof." " You have to prove your stoy." " l can't prove anything." "I can prove that he tells the truth." " Have you kept more facts from me?" " No, no. I have an idea." "Because my heart is as soft as melted butter,   l have listened to all your crank ideas with the patience of a saint." "If Marthinsen didn't kill him, then who did?" "It's so sad." " He was such a nice man." " Who?" "Westerlie." " Why was he after Marthinsen?" " l don't know." " What do you know?" " l can trick him, if you help me." "Me?" "You want me to risk my lob for your sake?" " Give her a chance." " Heny, listen." "Grodahl takes Marthinsen outside." "You stay here." " l'm staying here?" " Yes." "Take Marthinsen down to the station." "The case is closed." " He's only pretending." " Come back in ten minutes." "Mr Marthinsen, we have a car waiting." "Come with me to the station." "I get Westerlie in here and ask why he murdered Kamfjord and Larsen." "Vey clever, but there's a snag." "He won't tell you anything." " You'll be surprised." " All right, we'll see." "You can't sit there." "He won't say a word with you listening in." " Hide in the cupboard." " l'm a detective-sergeant!" "You promised to help." "You will hear eveything in the cupboard." "And then you come out ..." " What in the world are you doing?" " It's just a song I saw on N." "Mr Westerlie?" "They have arrested Mr Marthinsen." "It's awful." " They've taken him to the station." " It was inevitable, I suppose." " One moment." " l'm busy." "When the murder was committed, you were the last one I'd suspect." "I certainly hope so." "But then something happened that got me thinking." " Thinking about what?" " Whether I might have been wrong." "Since I like you so much, I'd hate to tell the police what I know." "Tell them what, Mrs Hansen?" "That Kamfiord didn't ask for Marthinsen that night, but ..." " You ..." " Me?" "But that's not true." "And another thing." "You said you had never seen Kamfjord." "So why were you surprised when I said that he had a scar?" " Surprised?" "I don't remember that." " l do." "If you'd never seen him before, there would be no reason to be surprised." "Because he didn't have a scar." "And then you said you didn't know that Larsen was in town." "That's not true." "When I spoke with him, he said he had to phone you." "So you knew he was in town, since he called you." " Did you hear him call?" " No." " Maybe he changed his mind." " Bakker can check the phone company." "He can't trace calls from a phone booth." " They go via Larsen's switchboard." " That's possible." "I won't keep you any longer." "I'm just glad we talked this through." " Will you tell the police?" " Of course." "It's my duty." "So I have no choice." " Are you locking the door?" " Yes." " That door, too?" " l'm locking all the doors." " You have killed two men." " Yes, I have." "That was not nice." "Why did you do it?" " You must have had a reason." " Oh, yes." "Since you are so interested, I shall tell you before I ..." " Sit down." " l'd rather stand." "Sit down!" "I had to remove the two men I hated most:" "Kamfjord and Marthinsen." "You see ..." "I wanted Mrs Marthinsen." "With Kamfiord gone, the coast was clear, and if Marthinsen got life,   l could take over the company." "I wrote a letter to Kamfiord that he should see Marthinsen at eight." "When he came, I was waiting." "Meanwhile, Marthinsen waited for the nonexistent Winther." "Do you follow?" " Why did poor Larsen have to suffer?" " Oh yes, poor Larsen." "We've made a number of transactions on behalf of the company." "And he knew about my feelings for Mrs Marthinsen." "So when you called to tell him what had happened, he suspected me." "He called and said fraud was fine, but that he drew the line at murder." "He said he would tell the police the whole stoy." "And that's no good." "I didn't have a choice." "I had to kill him." "And I regret to say that I will also be forced to   get rid of you." "Do you think I'm stupid?" "Bakker is in the cupboard!" "Heny!" "Come out!" "Oh, no!" "Heny, help me!" "There, I've got you now." "Heny, can't you knock down the door?" "Heny!" "Come out!" "Grodahl!" " Where is Bakker?" " In the cupboard." "The handle broke." "Have you got him?" "Slap him hard!" " What the hell are you doing?" " She told me to." " Why didn't you let me out?" " The handle broke." " My life was in danger." " l was dying in there!" " You only think of yourself." " Do I?" "Mr Westerlie, I accuse you of murder." "All you say will be used against you." "Bloody woman." "Heny ..." "Did you hear what he called you?" "Me?" "Get out!" "How can I thank you?" "You can appoint me as manager." "No, you can offer me a drink." "I'm sory to interrupt, but shouldn't you tell your wife about this?" " Can I go?" " Yes, we don't need you any more." "He kissed me!" "That's the first time I get a kiss from a manager." "Freddy, dear." "Have you walked all the way up the stairs?" "We're out of beer." "Subtitles:" "sdl Media"