-Hi. I'll have to ask you to wait. -Have you found Linnea?
We don't know anything for sure.
No... No, no.
-No... -Hanne, Hanne, Hanne.
The police are searching Farris Lake for 19 year old Linnea Kaupang,-
-who went missing Tuesday.
Chief Andrea Vetti says the police have concrete leads,-
-but will not say if they suspect anything criminal to have happened.
The weather forecast...
LINNEA (19) MISSING
Damn.
I couldn't find a filter. Am I just being an idiot, or...?
Line is out buying breakfast.
So...
She said you were at the cabin.
Her car broke down yesterday. I drove her home.
-Are you back together? -No, it's... No, we're not.
Not that I wouldn't like that, but...
-We'll just see what happens. -You just stay far away from her.
You almost ruined her life once. I won't let you do it again.
I'll tell Line you had to go.
I don't give a shit about what you tell Line.
Shit.
Dad!
-What did you say to Tommy? -He's no good, Line.
-How do you know that? -What do you know?
Has he straightened out? Gotten himself honest work?
Don't tell me how to live my life. You have no right to...
You weren't there.
I came home to help you, but maybe it's better not to.
Maybe all this shit will make you see things from a different perspective.
-This area is cleared. And this one? -We're establishing a new sector.
We'll search the surface, and send out divers here.
Hi. They've found a phone where the boat was moored.
We think it's Linnea's. It's the same type.
We have to see if her parents can confirm that.
Could you go and tell them? They've gone home.
-Shouldn't you do it? -I have to go.
Do it before the papers catch wind. Everyone here knows what to do.
Hi, Tommy. It's the girl with the crazy dad. Call me back.
-I was about to call. -Your follow-up on the murder?
-I'm working on it. -Are you?
-Erik said you're in Larvik. -Ravneberg used to live here.
-And? -The police have got nothing.
I had to search elsewhere to find something useful, get it? I'm sorry.
I know things are tough. I said you could take time off.
But if you're working, then work. Exactly what have you got, then?
Ravneberg worked at the docks. I'm heading there now.
They've found her mobile phone. It was in the lake.
This doesn't make sense.
Look at all these clothes all over the place.
I did the folding. She's incapable of it.
She'd never fold her sweater like that.
She didn't fold the sweater. She didn't put it there.
She didn't kill herself.
-But, Hanne... -Listen to me!
Linnea didn't kill herself. I know her.
Look at all the pictures she posted on her blog. Lots of half-naked crap.
I told her several times it was dangerous.
You did nothing, Magnus. You never said anything.
And she came to you. She said a man was stalking her.
And you did nothing, because you didn't listen. Well, listen to me!
Someone has taken her. She didn't kill herself.
No, she's alive! Please. Please, go out there and search.
Brekke said a red car was here when Cecilia went missing.
Why didn't your report mention that?
-You've talked to the farmer? -Yes.
So now you too are a private investigator.
Only natural, now that it's gotten personal.
-Why is the car not mentioned? -The red Saab wasn't relevant.
No? Haglund's car was white.
And Brekke also mentioned a white car parked nearby.
Brekke is no longer sure that he saw Haglund smoking.
If Haglund were tried today, he would be acquitted.
Someone lay in wait, but not necessarily Haglund.
It wasn't his car, and perhaps not his cigarette butts.
Do you want me to pick apart the Haglund case?
It never hung together in the first place.
Ellen was a jogger. She was fast.
Linnea, the girl who's missing, is she a jogger?
Come on. A Larvik girl goes missing, months after Haglund is released.
So he accuses the police and kidnaps again, amidst all this attention?
The timing is perfect. The police can do nothing.
Do you remember his profile? A narcissistic sociopath.
Charming, inspires confidence and sympathy.
Violent when hurt, zero empathy. He knows what buttons to push.
Do you remember the interrogation? He was so confident he'd walk free.
He thinks he's smarter. Smarter than everybody else.
And the Godwin case... Damn well heaven-sent.
He's going to blame everybody else.
He wants us to have doubts, and to doubt each other.
Yes, she's really messy. Her mum told her off all the time.
Has Linnea acted differently the last few weeks, in any way?
She was completely paranoid about that stalker.
She asked the school nurse for pills. She had trouble sleeping.
-Ok. She took sleeping pills? -No. She was sent to a psychologist.
She asked for pills, but had to sit there and talk about her mum.
-Talk about her mum? -They're not the best of friends.
Her mum hated her blog.
He was obsessed with old motorbikes.
He had an English one he was really proud of. A BSA or Norton.
And he had a few others.
He liked attention? That can annoy people.
No, Ravneberg was the quiet type. Could take a joke too.
-I really teased him once. Coffee? -Yes.
It was when he wanted to move, after things ended with his girl.
He took it really hard, so I stopped.
-Why did it end? -Doesn't it always end?
Cute girl. Swedish. Her name was Madeleine.
I think she was the love of his life. Hits you when you least expect it.
-What was Madeleine's last name? -Something really Swedish.
Lindell? Lundell? I'm sorry.
-Call me if you remember. -I promise.
The first time she came here was a couple of months ago.
-Because she had trouble sleeping? -It usually has an underlying cause.
Linnea suffered from anxiety and depression.
Because she thought she was being stalked?
We don't know. She had problems before that.
-In what way? -Conflicts at home, with her mum.
Linnea felt that her parents didn't accept her.
That everything she did, was seen as attention-seeking.
-Did you talk to her parents? -Once, but we left it at that.
-Linnea said it made things worse. -In what way?
Her mum felt she was being blamed, and became defensive.
Do you think she could have hurt herself? Is that possible?
If I considered it to be out of the question,-
-we wouldn't be talking now. I'd be bound by patient confidentiality.
-Did she mention the stalker? -She said she'd been to the police.
But the threat of it wasn't what bothered her the most.
It was more that no one believed her. Neither her parents nor the police.
She felt completely alone.
PSYCHIATRIC EVALUATION VIDAR HAGLUND
-We can't talk, William. -I need to ask you something.
It's about Linnea, the missing girl.
-Have you ruled out Haglund? -Haglund?
-Is it possible that he took her? -He might not have taken anyone.
Linnea posted a sort of suicide note.
Is Haglund linked to her? Has he been to Larvik?
-I don't know, so I'm asking. -What do you want me to do?
Call him in for questioning, in front of Henden and the press?
With no evidence, we have to stay away from Haglund.
-What if it's too late? -You're starting to sound like Frank.
-Yes, I know. -Good.
-Could you just leave it? -I want to see who it is.
Shit. It's the mother of the missing girl.
-Hi. Are you ready? -Yes.
-I don't want any morphine. -Are you sure?
Yes, I want to be given as few drugs as possible.
Should I sing a song for you? Lighten up the mood.
No, you don't need to do that.
I'm wondering why you came here, to Larvik.
-It says in your papers, doesn't it? -Yes. Transferred from Oslo.
-I got sacked, more like. -Ok. Because...?
Someone felt I could do with a more quiet life in the province.
Reported for gross dereliction of duty.
-What's your point? -You're a willing rule breaker.
-I don't tamper with evidence. -Would you report a colleague for it?
It's only natural. Loyalty is greatly valued in the police force.
And you're very close to Wisting.
Did he tell you to threaten Presthus?
What the hell do you know about that?
-Did you contact Presthus? -Yes.
The two of us had a little chat.
I wanted to know if he really could provide Haglund with an alibi.
Did someone tell you to do this?
If Wisting is using you in an illegal investigation...
-He's not. -Naturally, you'd want to protect...
Will you listen?! It was my idea.
Is he just as concerned about protecting you?
-Hi. -Hi.
-Anything new about the sweater? -We're trying to...
You do agree she can't have put it there?
We're looking at all factors, in order to establish what happened.
That was vague. Are you looking for the stalker?
-That's one of our leads. -One of them?
Right now I'm more concerned about Linnea and how she was feeling.
-Because...? -I talked to her psychologist.
Right.
He said there was a lot of conflict at home.
And that your relationship...
I want help, not accusations of being a bad mother.
-There's patient confidentiality. -Not when there's risk of harm.
-What does that mean? -The important thing...
Are you saying I could have hurt Linnea?
No, that's not what I'm saying, Hanne.
We all want Linnea safely back at home.
We need to discuss all the possibilities here.
No. I won't have you accusing me of being a bad mother.
-I'm not accusing you. We have to... -Screw you. We're getting nowhere.
He's coming.
Hi. Sorry to barge in like this.
My sister is a former colleague of your wife, Ingrid.
-Right. -We knew you had a cabin here.
I'm Magnus Kaupang. This is Hanne.
-Our daughter is missing. -Yes, I've heard.
It must be terrible for you.
Her name is Linnea. She's 19 years old.
She's a lovely girl, and we need help finding her.
I understand, but you'll have to leave it to the police. They're...
They think she killed herself.
We were thinking that you know what it's like-
-to have your daughter taken by some madman.
It happened to you too.
There's very little I can do for you, I'm afraid.
-Should we go to the papers? -No. This is a matter for the police.
-I can call the lead investigator... -Torunn Borg? They don't care.
Linnea tried reporting this lunatic.
We need real help from a real policeman.
What do you mean by that?
Someone willing to screw the rules and do the right thing. Like you.
-It's my phone. My phone! -No, Torunn.
Could I have some water? Please.
-Yes? -Hi. Linnea's parents came to see me.
You're suspended.
They just showed up. Said you're not taking them seriously.
And you invited them in for coffee?
Linnea reported a stalker during the Godwin case. Did you know that?
William, stay far away from this. I've got this under control.
Do you know where he lives?
I need to know.
-Torunn Borg? Hello. -Hi.
You need to give us something about the Linnea case.
-Do we? -I think so, yes.
I'm giving you a unique chance to respond to her parents.
DISAPPOINTED IN THE LARVIK POLICE
Why do the parents feel they haven't been heard?
They have zero trust in us.
Don't you think we've had enough negative attention?
-I've been in for questioning. -I'll deal with this.
How did you find out that he lives here?
Does it matter?
-Have you been here before? -No.
-So what do you think? -Don't know. I've got a bad feeling.
We need to find out who owns the house.
There he is. Wasn't he carrying a bag on his way in?
Yes.
He's delivered something. Food.
-She's in there. -We don't know that for sure, Frank.
Stop, Frank. We need to stop and think. Hey!
-First, we figure out the owner. -She might be hurt.
Linnea!
No!
Right. Who are you?
-We're from the police. -Hey...
Vidar just left. I doubt it's me you're interested in.
How do you know Vidar?
I helped make him, back in the day.
Right. Ok. Sorry to disturb you.
-We need to take a look inside. -Frank!
Hey. Stop, Frank! We can't just search random people's homes.
"Random people"? He's an old sadist.
You beat your wife and burnt your son with cigarettes.
Nice. No wonder he turned out the way he did. The cellar.
I'm taking a look at your cellar.
Frank, wait. She's not here.
I've paid for it.
-Kiss my arse. -I apologise.
Hey! Why did you say we were police?
-What if he calls them? -He won't.
Is this what you do? Say you're from the police, to make people trust you?
-You need help, Frank. -So do you, William.
That's why we're here.
We'll just apologise profusely and move on. Should I handle it?
-If they ask, then be honest. -What do you mean?
Don't pretend you were best friends who could talk about everything.
-Hi. Do you have any news? -No.
We'd like to apologise for not keeping you properly informed.
We're now mapping all communication...
What does that mean? That you're sitting in your office, making lists?
-Why aren't you looking for her? -Why only search the lake?
-Can I use your bathroom? -Of course. It's right upstairs.
Torunn? Torunn? Torunn!
Hey, you.
Stay here. I'll call for an ambulance.
What am I supposed to do with this?
Shouldn't people know who Ravneberg was?
A heartache because of some woman from ages ago, that you can't find?
Did you dig up baby photos of him too? What are you doing?
Take a week off. I don't want to see or hear from you.
Don't ever send me nonsense like this again!
Hi, Tommy. Could you call me back? I need to talk to you.
I've had a really shitty day at work.
Torunn is on sick leave for at least a week.
Tell me you were able to sort things out with the parents.
"Help us find Linnea."
Her dad has started a search. Hundreds have volunteered.
Two local newspapers have picked up the story.
-I didn't know you were a carpenter. -No.
I'm not really one.
This is going to be a bar.
A really people-friendly place.
-Is this place yours? -Yes.
I'm starting it up with a couple of mates.
-Why are you so surprised? -I'm not. I just...
You don't really think I can accomplish anything.
Just like your dad.
Sorry you had to deal with him.
It didn't occur to me he might come home.
Exactly what did you tell him? That I ruined your life?
I don't expect him to like me.
-But... -I know.
I'm sorry.
Would you like something to drink?
Have you opened already?
No.
Now I've opened. Come here.
A little closer.
-What are you doing here? -I just want to talk.
-Ok. -I don't hate you.
You thought I did it, and acted accordingly.
Now you've become a victim, just like I became a victim.
-So now you're happy? -No, I'm not looking for revenge.
I don't want innocent people to suffer.
I know all too well what that's like.
One needs to break the chain.
To change one's ways, even though life has been hard.
I know who did it. Who planted that cigarette butt.
Or... I know how you can find out.
-Did Henden send you? -17 years in a tiny, little cell...
It gives you a lot of time to think.
I've twisted my brain to figure out how my DNA ended up there.
When Henden had the cigarette butts reanalysed, that's when it hit me.
One evening a colleague of yours came by my cell-
-and asked if I'd like a smoke. For no obvious reason.
We were in the prison yard.
Who was it, then?
I can't prove it. But perhaps you can.
The visitor log.
The custody officer had the person sign it.
Why are you coming to me now?
I'm tired.
I realised something this week. I'll never have my life back.
I might have the case reopened in a year.
I might be acquitted, win the appeal and even receive compensation.
But I'll always be a convicted man. The one people stare at, talk about.
The one it's best to stay away from, just to be on the safe side.
FULL SEARCH FOR LINNEA
Translation: Petter Røen www.sdimedia.com