02x01 - Episode 1

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Dad and Egil were best friends.
They built the Beach Hotel together.

Dad!

"I have bequeathed half Hotel
Mistral to my second daughter,

Rebecca Adolfsson."

-How did Egil and your mother meet?
-At the hotel.

-What was her name?
-Jessica.

Promise nothing happened
between you?

It's Julie's birthday.
I really want you to come.

Will you marry me?

I'm not divorcing him. I love him.

You know what you have to do.

I have nothing left to say to you
about this.

Dad's right!
You can't run a hotel!

Go to hell!

Petra's been missing for days.
She wouldn't just disappear.

What's that?

Why does it feel like
someone's after us?

I think it's got something to do
with Fredrik.

Oh, wow.

-Did you sleep with Sebastian?
-Want to leave with me?

-Where?
-Down there.

Julie?

Julie!

No, no, no!

Julie? No!

Julie? Help!

THE BEACH HOTEL

-Hey.
-Hey.

You saw him, is he okay?

He's being x-rayed.

They say he's unhurt.

But I don't trust them.

I tried to tell them everything.

About his back injury and...
the documentation...

but they wouldn't listen.

I'll talk to the doctor,

and make sure they get
all his old records.

Thank you so much.

Would you like some coffee or water?

No, this might take a long time.

-You can go home.
-Okay.

-Talk to you later.
-Yes.

-Where am I? What happened?
-You're in hospital.

You've been in an accident.
But you'll be okay.

-Sebastian!
-Hey, calm down. He's okay.

Thank you for being here.

Marianne and I came together.

Hey... does Aksel know that...?

No.

-Want me to call him?
-Mm.

But I'm not sure he'll want to come.

I don't know what I want anymore.

DID YOU GET MY MESSAGE?

-CAN'T TALK. I'LL CALL WHEN I CAN.
-CAN WE MEET NOW?

How are you feeling?

Does your back hurt?

It's okay. It only hurts a bit.

The doctor said
the x-rays look good.

Do they have his records?

-She's looking at them now.
-Okay.

-How's Julie?
-Julie?

Is she the one behind this?

She's not behind anything.

Where were you going?

Is there something between you?

Typical Julie.

Always creating chaos.

-Hold on!
-I'm checking on her.

You're not checking anything,
Sebastian.

You're lying in bed until we know
how you're doing, okay?

-I'm okay!
-You just said you weren't okay!

She's right. We need to be sure
your old injury hasn't returned.

Oh my God.

I'm okay.

Gabrielle said
you lost consciousness.

Just briefly.

I got a concussion.

I...

I brought some things
I thought you might need.

Thank you.

So you... already had one with you?

Yes.

Right...

What happens now?

Between us, or...?

I meant if you were going to stay
in the hospital.

Oh.

When do you get to go home?

They want me to stay for at least


They'll x-ray me soon.

Do you want me to stay?

If you don't mind.

Of course.

SALTSJÖVIK BEACH HOTEL

Thank you for staying with us
and welcome back anytime.

Thank you so much.

-What?
-The cigarette smoking...

I have a bit of a problem with it,
as you know.

Childish.

I actually have asthma.

Sorry.

I'll quit
if it's that important to you.

Would you do that for me?

Mm.

-Was breakfast satisfactory?
-Yeah.

I promise to support you
through this.

I can buy some nicotine chewing gum.

No, it's better to just quit.

It's easy,
I've done it heaps of times.

Okay.

Right, so where's Werner?

He's still at the hospital.

With his ex-wife?

Someone's trying to get touch
with you.

It's just... Philippe the gardener,
you know?

We don't see eye to eye about...

the irrigation.

So Werner didn't want you to stay
at the hospital?

There's not enough room
for all his relatives.

But it's sweet that you already
consider yourself a relative.

-Sebastian could have died.
-Right.

Werner and Marianne need to be there
for him.

Hmm.

Why don't you just go back to France
if I'm such a disappointment?

I've thought about it, actually.

Surely there aren't more problems
with the house?

Focus on your... love life,

and I'll focus on my business.

Julie and I'm still at the hospital,
we can't take this meeting.

But I haven't prepared.
What if I ruin everything?

All you need to know is on my desk.
You read fast, right?

You can do this.

-Hello?
-Yes, I can do it.

If we get them to sign, we'll
guarantee bookings for years.

I trust you.

What?

Nothing.

Is your hair different?

-Is it ugly?
-No, it's pretty.

You're pretty.

-I was thinking...
-I want to...

-You go.
-You first.

Okay.

I was thinking of asking Jens out.

You don't think it's a good idea?

Maybe it's not a good idea.

I work with him, it would be
really awkward if he said no.

It could be really hard.

What did you want to say?

Uh... nothing. I forget.

-I'm going to work.
-You don't start yet.

No, I was going to help Mum
with something.

-Okay.
-See you later.

I heard about the accident.
How's Sebastian?

He was lucky.

And I heard Julie was
in the car too...

Yes, well...

-What was it you wanted?
-Right.

Petra's autopsy is complete.

The cause of death was determined
to have been a blow to the head.

So you mean that she...

hit her head when she fell?

No, the head injury was caused
by some kind of tool,

most likely a hammer.

There's simply nothing left

to suggest that Petra could have...

injured herself.

You're saying she was m*rder*d?

Most likely.

And how in...

hell did it take you so long
to discover that?

We're doing our best.

Right, sure, yes.

And in the meantime, the perpetrator
has covered their tracks. Good job!

You don't seem
particularly surprised.

What kind of question is that?

I didn't think Petra
had k*lled herself.

But do you think I'm happy
to have been right?

Of course not.

Please forgive me.

My colleagues and I will do
all we can to find who did this.

If you happened to have information
that could assist us,

we would naturally be very grateful.

Yeah, yeah.

Other than a concussion,
we've found no serious injuries.

So you can go home today.

But you have to be careful and don't
go back to work for at least a week.

Okay. I promise.

Thank you.

You must have a guardian angel.

Let's hope Sebastian was as lucky.

Have you heard anything?

Would you like me to find out
how he is?

No, you don't have to do that.

What will you do now?
Go home, or...?

I don't even have a home anymore.

What's your plan with Sebastian?

We don't have a plan.

You pack your bags and get in a car
with him, of course you have a plan.

We just wanted to get away
from it all for a bit.

Get away from me?

I'm not going to throw you out
of your home.

You deserve a lot better than that.

What are you doing?

You can go, I'll get a taxi home.

Cut it out, I'll drive you home.

It'll be much faster, right?

SALTSJÖVIK BEACH HOTEL

Where are you?

I've been trying to call you
since last night!

Jesus, sorry!

I had it on silent.

Sebastian is still at the hospital.

They won't release him
until we're sure he's okay.

What does the doctor say?

What does he say?

-Is he in pain?
-He's not saying much.

But he needs you here now, Shirin.

I'll be right there.

The crash must have been dreadful.

Was he with Julie?

Hello?

Marianne?

Svante?

Was it your idea?

For her to stop smoking?

It was our idea together, actually.

You don't understand,
she turns into a monster.

Lukas, I understand you're worried,

but you can trust me to support
your mother through this.

Well, I warned you.

Someone m*rder*d Petra.

I thought she was angry at me
and was staying away.

How could I have been
so f*cking selfish?

They'd have found her earlier.

If we told them about the money.

We have no idea if that's true.

It was wrong, you know that.

What do you mean by that?
That it was my fault?

-Huh?
-It doesn't matter to you anyway.

I'm not going to blame anyone
but Petra's k*ller!

Stop it!

Does it hurt?

What are the police saying now?
What do they have?

The police aren't saying anything.

Is that your first today?

Hasn't the doctor prescribed
you anything?

It's fine.

From now on,
we cooperate with police.

We tell them everything.

I'm doing that, how the hell could
you think otherwise?

Stop!

For Petra's sake!

SALTSJÖVIK BEACH HOTEL

-Good job.
-What the hell do you mean?

-Just that you did a good job.
-It's been crazy all morning!

I sit down for one second
and I get sh*t for it!

-No, it wasn't a criticism!
-Sure!

I'll do something productive, then!

-Hey?
-Hi there!

I hope you enjoyed the game,
shall I help you carry?

-No, that's not necessary.
-Oh no?

Then I can escort you to lunch,
since I have a bit of spare time.

I don't like leaving him alone
in hospital.

But Shirin's on her way.

How do you think things are
between them?

Right. Well...

You have to rest.

Thank you.

Oh yeah, Marianne...

I'm sorry that I...

Sorry I was hard the other day.

When you mentioned Fredrik.

Thank you.

I'm not saying
there's a connection...

But...

-Fredrik has a daughter.
-Mhm?

Do you know what happened to her?

No...

Do you think that what happened
to Fredrik, that she thinks...

it was my fault?

Are you thinking
of telling the police?

I don't know...

No...

They'll ask
a lot of hard-to-answer questions.

No.

No, we'll keep it to ourselves.

I'll find a discreet way to find out
where she went.

Okay.

Sorry.

It smells too good over there.

-Have you quit?
-Yep.

-I've lasted four hours.
-Congratulations.

Important information.

Our beloved CEO Sebastian was
in a car accident last night.

I've spoken to Werner and Sebastian
is doing well, considering.

He wasn't seriously injured.

I know how people talk in this town.

So I wanted you to hear it
from me first.

That was all,
so you can get back to work.

Shirin is having time off,
as I'm sure you understand.

-Can you handle the bar?
-Of course, no problem.

TO SHIRIN:
I'M HERE IF YOU WANT TO TALK

I TRIED TO CALL YOU EARLIER.
DID YOU GET MY MESSAGE?

CAN'T TALK NOW.
I'LL CALL WHEN I CAN.

I DON'T WANT TO WAIT.
CAN WE MEET NOW?

I'LL MAKE UP AN EXCUSE.

Hi. Have you seen
any good movies lately?

Yeah, the latest Bond movie
was alright. Have you seen it?

No, British imperialism
isn't really my thing.

But what do I know? I've only seen
the old ones with Sean Connery.

Who?

It doesn't matter.

Food is good.

Yeah, food's good.

You are what you eat.

Yep...

Okay. Let me know when you can get
away and I'll send you an address.

I'm confident your conferences will
be a huge success here at Mistral.

What would totally convince you
to choose us?

Complete access to our spa during
the entire stay, perhaps?

I didn't see that in your offer.

No?

One of the updates mustn't have
come through.

We'll just need a new contract.

Yes, no problem.

Signed by your CEO.

And I'm sorry for the stress but
we'll need it as soon as possible.

Mm. We'll sort that out.

There you go.

-I can make you a sandwich...
-No, I'm not hungry.

No, I can't do it!

Coffee without a cigarette
is like...

...love without kisses.

-And love without kisses is no...
-No.

Hey, Lukas.

Want a sandwich?

I might eat on the veranda.

After three weeks,
I demanded she start smoking again.

Hey, if you want the day off,
I can...

You don't need to wait on me.
I've got it under control.

Oh dear.

Can we leave?

Yeah, sure.

I knew this would happen.

What?

I talked to the gallerist in
Marstrand a thousand times,

but they've still hung
my paintings wrong.

How annoying.

I know you're having
a really hard time.

But I don't know how to fix it
from here.

Sweetheart, am I remembering wrong?
Isn't it in a month?

Or have I written it down wrong?

No, you're right.

They're doing a test hanging now.

It's such a tight time-frame
between exhibitions.

I know it sounds crazy.

They're so disorganised.

Of course you should go.

-You think so?
-Yes.

-Yeah, go on.
-Thank you.

I'll look after Werner.

Don't worry.

Stay in touch.

Hey.

Hi.

Why didn't you call me?

I didn't know if...

I didn't know if you cared.

There are few people I care about
as much as you, Sebastian.

How's Julie?

I don't know.

You haven't talked
since it happened?

When you do, will things be
like before the accident, or...?

No... I don't know.

I don't want to hurt you.

Well... then it's best you leave!

I don't think I want you
here anymore.

Where should I go?

This is your town, right?

Figure it out.

But I found this place myself.

Okay.

I have to pack a bag.

Do that, I'm going to work.

Remember when we were little?
Like in preschool?

You could send notes.

"Do you like me? Put a cross
next to yes, no or maybe."

It was such a smart system.

-Like Tinder for kids.
-Exactly!

Of course, I wasn't brave enough to
send those notes when I was 10...

but still.

Maybe you're like a 10-year-old now.

You'll be ready to get married
when you retire.

That sounds reasonable.

-Speaking of...
-Mm?

How old is Jens?

Thirty?

No, he's 21.

Two years younger than Rebecca.

Don't you think he might find you
a bit childish... I mean... young?

No.

Guys are like five years behind
in maturity, so it doesn't matter.

Says the 10-year-old.

Yeah...

I have to act like an adult
around him.

What do adults do?
Where do they hang out?

The tax office.

But, like, the hotel bar?

A bit too adult, right?

-Do you have to book a table there?
-I don't know.

Can't you help me with that? Please?

-Okay.
-Thank you so much.

That's sweet of you.

Julie!

Julia!

Hello? What happened?

I don't know.
Everything just went black.

Come and sit down.

I have to go to Mistral.

-Rebecka called. I have to...
-Forget that.

You have to...? You heard what
the doctor said. Okay?

Okay. Look at me.

-This is serious, okay?
-Mm.

Do you want anything?

Soft drink, maybe,
to get your blood sugar up?

I'll be back soon.

Aksel?

I...

I don't expect you to forgive me.

But I appreciate you being here.

With me.

What did you call me?
Say it again and see what happens!

You don't dare say it to my face?!

Okay, how can I help you, ladies?

A simple question about heating...

Simple question, my a*s!

What about a free drink in the bar
for you ladies?

-Yes, that might...
-Follow me.

There, there. Nice and calm...

I am calm, unlike that
incredibly unpleasant woman!

I know you're right
but we have to be professional!

I'm glad you feel better.

How's Sebastian?

Don't worry about him.

I really don't understand you,
Julie.

You have everything.

Your own hotel.

A big, beautiful house where you
live with a man who loves you...

Why stubbornly chase Sebastian?

Do you just want to be sure
that you...

can have him?

That's enough.

One more thing.

Sebastian will be living with me
for a time.

But I will keep an eye on things.

You'd be wise to keep your distance.

I'm starting to think it was
a mistake to ask her to stop.

Of course it was.

But, come on, Svante.
You've found a woman you like,

and who likes you.

And you're finding problems
with little things.

I've just never seen myself
with a smoker.

No. I've always seen myself with
a young photo model.

But, weirdly, as soon as I open
my eyes, she's never around.

Hey, all that stuff with Shirin,
that's finished now?

Of course. I mean,
it was really nothing at all.

You can't do this!

That's my home!

No!

I told you,
the money's on its way!

Why not?

It's impossible to have
a conversation with you!

Sorry, my French is a little rusty.

But is there a problem?

I'll get straight to the point
so we can have it out in the open.

My house in Bretagne...

I risk losing it.

It's listed for executive auction.

Oh dear.

How did it get so bad?

French bureaucracy.

If you only knew.

How long have you been in debt?

Don't worry.
I'll deal with this, trust me.

How?

Through you buying the house.

Why are you sighing?
That was our agreement, Werner!

I know, but a lot has happened
since then.

And what does that have to do
with it?

Are you a man
who breaks your promises?

-I didn't think so.
-Inez, Vendela and I discussed it.

I've had time to think.

With all the drama here at home...

It's just not the time
to buy a house right now.

But you can take out a loan.

A bank loan?

Do you think I haven't tried to get
every kind of bank loan out there?

You can mortgage the house.

I can't! It's mortgaged
to the rafters!

I'm sorry, Inez,
but I can't help you.

I'm sure I'll figure it out.

I always have.
Because I never give up.

Okay.

Not even when you've lost?

You'll regret this, Werner.

It'll take me three seconds
to set up the guest room.

-However you want it.
-You don't have to put yourself out.

You and Shirin will figure this out.

But until then, you'll have to
let me look after you properly.

Do you know... if she's home yet?

You don't have to worry about
running into her. I promise.

And I have freshly baked macarons
in the kitchen.

I went crazy with the pistachios.
Tell me if they're too much.

The raspberry flavoured ones are
in the pantry.

Petra was m*rder*d, I had a crash,
and you stand around baking.

I'm just trying to get us
through this, Sebastian.

I'm doing my best.

I'm sorry, that's not what I meant.

No...

I'll go find some sheets.

Okay? Sweetheart.

A cola and a gin and tonic.

-Coming up.
-Yes.

Martin?

Psst!

I'm only saying this because
I don't want you getting in trouble.

Okay?

I know her, the girl over there.

She's only 17.

Lucky she only ordered a cola then.

Hey, do you maybe not
just know her, but...

maybe even have some feelings
for the girl over there?

Yeah. I realised too late.

Just as that idiot appeared.

I know how it is.

Wait.

Can't you help me?

Tell them there's an age restriction
or something.

So, a cola.

And this... Damn! Sorry!

I'll just... get a towel.

No, that's fine. It's fine.

Help.

You can borrow my cardigan.

Your cardigan? Okay...

-Should I put it on?
-Yeah.

-So you don't need to...
-I'm sure it'll fit.

-Alright?
-That's great.

I'm sorry.

I like you exactly how you are.

Smoker or not.

And I think it could be dangerous
to quit that fast.

I'm sorry.
I should have spit this out first.

You're right.
You can't quit so fast.

You need to cut down slowly.

You're not allowed to chew gum
during work hours.

That goes
for all the hotel's employees.

But it's an old-fashioned rule.

I think we can be a bit lenient.

-Hey.
-I've missed you.

When I saw you by the car, I...

I've never been so scared
in my life.

Wait.

We have to work everything out.

We can't just leave.

It was an accident.

Do you not want to anymore?

Is it really that easy?

You and I... we're just chaos.

You want things easy
and comfortable.

Like with Aksel.

Can you think of anyone who would be
happy to see us together?

So other people's opinions
are more important?

You always assume you'll be forgiven
no matter what you do.

Jesus,
we haven't done anything ill*gal.

It doesn't feel right.

I don't want to.

I don't believe you.

We have to let go of this idea
that we're each other's true love.

Maybe we were... once, but...

We're adults now.

Okay.

I get it.

You don't have to leave.

What?

Is there something else
you want to say?

Fine.