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HAS ANYONE SEEN LINA ROSÉN?

Good, Simon!

Otto, let the sheet out a bit. Very good!

Sheet home a little, Simon.

Good! There, that'll give the boat some speed.

-Hi there, captain! That went well. -Yeah.

You did really well. You did too...

-You carry it. -But I'm playing with Fabian.

-Fine, but bring Anna and Lisa. -But...

Anna and Lisa, go with Simon. No buts!

-And be home for lunch! Good. -Right.

...89, 90, 91, 92, 93, 94, 95, 96-

-97, 98, 99, 100. Here I come!

Come out! I said, come out!

Come out!

-What's the matter? -There, in the hole.

-What happened? -We were playing. Agnes found that.

Come on, Wille. Wille!

THE SANDHAMN MURDERS GUILTLESS - PART 1

NACKA POLICE DEPARTMENT

Hey - Anna and Simon Linde, aren't they Nora Linde's kids?

-Yes. Why? -They and some other kids...

...found body parts in a plastic bag on Sandhamn.

-Let me see. -So, Nora Linde...

-Did you two hook up? -No.

-I'm going to Sandhamn. They found... -I know.

I spoke with the Sea Police. It may be connected to a disappearance last fall.

Lina Rosén, 18 years old. Reported missing in November.

Dismissed as a suicide, but her mother claims it's a crime.

Thomas, will you talk to the man who reported it and I'll handle the police?

-How long has it been out here? -Hard to say. 4-8 months, perhaps.

I was walking Wille, as usual, when suddenly-

-I heard a child cry out, so I ran here. I thought someone could be hurt.

-You didn't touch anything? -No.

-Is it true? You found Lina? Is it her? -Sorry, but you can't cross the line.

We'll call for a cadaver dog. An arm means there's a body.

It's so cold-blooded, dismembering a young girl and burying the parts.

-Why not just dump them in the sea? -Perhaps his boat was up for winter?

Perhaps he doesn't have a boat. Or she.

-I'll check in with Nora Linde. -Yes, that sounds good.

-Thomas! -Hi there!

-Hi! How are you doing? -I'm good.

-And how are Anna and Simon? -Well... They're OK.

-Scary, right? -They're with friends right now.

-Do you want to talk to them? -No, no, I just wanted to check in.

Thomas, I should have called a long time ago, but...

It was a divorce from hell. Not a good year.

-I understand. Don't worry about it. -But everything's fine now.

-How long have you been out here? -All summer. Me, at least.

The kids spend two weeks with Henrik, then two weeks with me.

-That's the way it is... -That's the way it is.

I have to run, but I'll be here, so I'll see you.

-Thomas! It was good to see you. -You too.

-Hey. -This is where she drowned.

Or at least, that's what was assumed.

Lina's bike was found here, on the cliffs at Oxudden.

Without a body, it was dismissed as a suicide.

-No note or other motive? Depression? -No, not really.

There was a boat accident at the end of October. Lina was there.

And three other intoxicated kids. The driver died.

-I read about that. -Sebastian Österman.

His parents were questioned when Lina disappeared; Bengt and Ingrid.

Bengt... He's the one who called the police.

Also on the boat were Jakob Sandgren and Sara Hammarsten.

They were Lina's best friends on the island.

-I told the police everything. -I know, Sara.

But it's now a murder case, so we have to start from scratch.

I know it's hard, sweetheart, but try to help out.

Can you tell us what happened?

Sebbe? Sebbe?

Sebbe!

-After the accident on Göran's boat... -Göran?

Lina's stepdad. Well, they had just gotten divorced.

She... She wasn't doing well.

-Why not? -Sebbe drowned.

You couldn't talk to Lina after that, she... She just shut down.

She changed. Things got worse and worse until Sebbe's funeral.

She was supposed to come over the day she disappeared.

But she never showed up.

Did she mention having a falling out with someone, or feeling threatened?

Hey! Wait a minute.

-Jakob Sandgren, did you talk to him? -No, but we're going to.

-Anything particular? -It's a bit delicate...

He's Sara's boyfriend. But last summer, he was with Lina.

He's bad news. He gets aggressive when he drinks.

I think he beat Lina.

She broke up with him just a day or so before she disappeared.

-You didn't say anything, right? -I really hate this :(

-Get a grip. Did they ask about me? -No.

Meet me at the pier in five minutes.

Jakob?

-Hey! -Hey.

-What is Göran doing here? -No idea.

He's an asshole.

-I'm going into the city. Want to come? -To the city? Why?

Because I feel like it.

-Can't we tell the police the truth? -No.

Marianne, hi...

-I heard they found her. -Yes.

-Do they know who did it? -No.

-It's terrible, absolutely... -Why are you here?

Well, I thought you might be alone...

-Do you need any help? -No, I don't.

-And certainly not from you. -Marianne...

-Who do you think killed her? -How would I know?

It's usually someone in the family, I hear.

Or someone close.

-Jakob Sandgren? Hello. -Hello.

Mia Holmgren, Nacka PD. Can I talk to you?

-How long have you and Sara dated? -Since Easter.

We hear that you dated Lina, but that she broke up with you.

-Is that true? -Yes.

-Why? Was she afraid of you? -Why would she be?

-Perhaps because you hit her. -Who told you that?

-I'm just asking. Did you hit her? -No.

-Do you hit Sara? -This is bullshit!

-You were accused of assault, threats. -A long time ago.

-Two years, according to our records. -A person can change.

-Why are you questioning my son? -We'll be talking to many kids.

Go wait outside!

Do you realize what this does to us? After Lina, we couldn't be here.

Jakob was accused and people talked. And now you're starting over!

-He's not accused of anything. -As if that matters...

-Hi, Thomas! -Hi! Sorry I'm late.

You asked about Bengt... Is he involved?

We don't know, but we have to start at the beginning.

Bengt Österman, Sebastian's father, lives there.

And Marianne Rosén, Lina's mother, lives over there.

There's a family feud going back generations.

Bengt's dad and Marianne's mom were brother and sister.

When their father died, he left everything to Marianne's mom.

-Can you do that? -Apparently.

When Bengt's dad was dying, he asked for his sister's help financially.

-She refused, blaming her dad's will. -What a hag.

-That's what mom calls my grandma. -I do not!

-Yes, you do. And bitch. -Be quiet, Anna!

-Imagine that... -Do you want to come over for dinner?

I'd love to, but I'm meeting an old friend.

-OK. Another time? -Sure. Thanks for your help. Bye!

We've read your statements, but what were you doing...

-...when Lina Rosén went missing? -We were here.

It was cold so we had a fire burning.

Right... And then we went to bed.

-You walked the dog. -I always do. Then we went to bed.

-May I ask what Marianne told you? -Marianne? What would she say?

Did Marianne accuse you of what happened to Lina?

No, but I know what she's thinking.

That I blame her for Sebastian... Well, for Sebastian passing away.

Excuse me.

It's almost been a year now. She refuses to talk about it.

She takes those...antidepressants.

But I'm not sure they help.

-No, I don't blame him. I never have. -Bengt thought so.

If anyone blamed anyone, it was him.

After the boat accident, since it was our, or Göran's boat-

-and Lina survived. He never said it, but I know what he was thinking.

That it should have been her instead.

And then when she disappeared... Of course I thought it could be him.

To get revenge, because we're better off or...

-I'm sorry. I didn't mean that. -Sure thing.

-So they blame each other? -Yes, for three generations.

That may be the norm in small places. I could never live here.

With less than 30 000 residents, half play banjo - and are related.

Well, at least they're in tune then.

-I can stay with you? -The hotel was full.

-Wasn't it? -I don't know.

-I can cook tonight. -I'm actually heading back to the city.

-What for? -I'm meeting an old friend.

-Oh, I thought I heard something. -Hello, again.

You've got your hands full now. Don't you still have some paint...

-...from fixing the room up? -In the shed. Help yourself.

-Help yourself... -Mia will be staying here for a while.

Right, I guess it's turning into some sort of B&B.

That old friend of yours must be important.

Thomas?

Hi!

-Your hair is so long. It's nice. -Thank you.

-You haven't changed. -Thanks. If that was a compliment.

-How long are you in town for? -I moved back. Two weeks ago.

-Oh! That's great...for you. -Yes, I hope so.

-Should we go in? -Yes.

-I haven't been here since... -Me neither.

But it's probably the same.

Come on! Aren't you getting in? It's really nice!

The water is really warm.

What's the matter?

You've been quiet all day.

-Is it Lina, still? -No, that's not it.

-It's not our fault. -That's not it.

-Well, what is it then? -Not that!

You can't just leave. Tell me what's wrong. Sara?

It just doesn't work anymore.

Sara, wait for me. Wait up!

Your mom told you, right? That I'm no good for you.

She doesn't like me.

-Did she talk to the police too? -No.

She's spreading rumors about me and you're breaking up.

-Ow! -Where are you going?

-Let go! -What's wrong? Listen to me!

-This is all crap. I never hit Lina! -Let go of my bike!

-No, I won't! -What the hell, Jakob?!

Hey! Is everything OK?

-So you live on Harö now? -During the summer.

But I still have the apartment in the city. I've fixed the pier.

-Emily's room is now a guest room. -And all her things?

-Did you want them? -No.

-Ask Claire - she took most of it. -I thought she only borrowed.

-For a very, very long time... -Right.

-What made you move back? -I felt homesick after three years.

-So we moved. -"We"?

Yes, Glenn and I.

-OK... -Glenn is my cat.

Oh! I thought... Glenn? You have to find him a new name.

-What's wrong with Glenn? I like it! -You've been in Gothenburg too long.

-I'm glad you wanted to see me. -Of course.

-I'd like to visit Harö, if I can? -Sure. Just let me know.

Hi! You're sneaking around all alone...

-Yes. -...at night.

I heard about the murdered girl. It's so...

-Did you know her? -No, I only knew of her.

Scary, isn't it? Truly...

-Do you live around here? -On the other side, there.

-What are you doing here? -I'm heading to the Divers' Bar.

-You want to come? -To the bar? No.

Because I'm Simon's sailing instructor?

No, because I'm picking up the kids.

-Maybe some other time? -Maybe...

-I'll... I'll see you at sailing school. -Will do. Have fun!

-Who the hell are you? -I'm Peter.

-What are you doing here? -Getting a sandwich.

-Mia and I are... -Oh! The bread's in the breadbox.

-Put some clothes on first, perhaps. -Sure thing.

-You're back already? -Oops...

I'm sorry... Well, good night.

-What, you asked for bread? -No, I said I was getting a sandwich.

-Hi! -Hey there.

-Can I have some? -Sure.

-Can't sleep? -No.

-Are they loud, in there? -No, no.

-He came here at 10. All this way. -OK.

-I'll have some more. -OK.

Thanks for last night, I had a great time...

...a good time

-Good morning! Sleep well? -Yeah.

-There's coffee. -Oh, thanks.

Thank you.

-Peter can take me out to Sandhamn. -Over.

-Huh? -It's called over to Sandhamn.

-Not out to. -OK, you'll get me over to Sandhamn.

-See you at the office. -Will do.

-Late night? -Not really, it was just dinner.

Who with?

An old friend from the police academy. Glenn.

-Did you have fun? -It had been a while, so it was good.

-Breakfast. See you! -Breakfast...

I got you a sailor's bun. You like them, don't you?

I thought you were staying in the city, with the jacket and everything...

Or I never would have invited him. Sorry!

-No worries. Known him long? -A few months.

-Why? -Just wondering.

-How was your night? -It was nice, thanks.

-Hi. -Are you getting anywhere?

Well, the cadav...tracker dogs are coming today.

I wanted to post a reward. 500 000 for anyone with clues about Lina.

-That complicates our investigation. -We'd get tons of irrelevant tips.

There will be...a memorial service tonight, if you're interested.

-Thanks. -Good.

-Do you want some coffee? -How about knocking?

I just talked to Marianne, about help for the memorial...

Did you say anything about Jakob to the police?

You did?

They were here, they should know. I wanted to help, for Lina's sake.

Hey!

-Hi. Are you here? -I think I know who killed Lina.

Last summer, when Lina spent the night-

-she told me about Göran, her stepdad.

They were out with his boat, when he stopped it out at sea-

-started groping her and saying she looked pretty.

-Did it happen more than once? -I don't know.

I told her to report him, but he'd said no one would believe her.

-I said I'd never tell anyone. -It's a good thing you did now though.

-I just thought... Well, he's here now. -Göran is on Sandhamn?

Yes, he came by boat yesterday.

This is Göran. Say something and I'll call you back. Ta-ta!

Hi, Göran. This is Thomas Andreasson, Nacka PD.

Give me a call when you hear this. Thanks, bye!

-Hi! Hi there. -We're going home to eat pancakes.

-Ooh! I haven't had pancakes in ages. -You can join us, if you have time.

-Well, it is lunch. I'll take the time. -Great! Let's go then.

-That was not your first time! -Yes, it was.

Kids, I brought plates and cutlery. Will you go set the table?

-Thomas, do you know the Sandgrens? -Yes, we talked to them.

Their son, Jakob, was fighting with Sara Hammarsten yesterday.

-About what? -He mentioned the police.

-He shouted that he didn't hit Lina. -Was he threatening?

I'd say so. He held her bike and wasn't very nice.

-I thought you'd like to know. -I'm glad you told me.

Will you take those out? I'll bring the cream.

-You want some? Say when. -When.

You got a text from a Pernilla.

-Is she a colleague? -No, it's my ex-wife.

-Is she the one you had dinner with? -Yes.

OK. So who's Glenn?

-Sorry, I have to take this. -A pancake, mom!

Right... Straight away? I'm sorry, but I have to run.

OK, where? Yes, please.

It warms my heart to see so... so many of you here-

-for Lina's memorial.

It was also of great importance to me to have some closure-

-and gather those who were important to her, just as she was to me.

I think she would have wanted this...

...to see all of you gathered here.

-You're going to die! -So are you!

-Anna and Simon, are you coming? -Take this!

-And this! -Give up!

-For the last time - it's bedtime. -OK...

-Whose stuff is that? -Auntie Signe's.

-I want this. -Me too.

You can share it, then.

Stop it, Simon. I said, stop it!

Stop fighting. Let's go inside. You can carry that.

Bengt? Thank you for being here.

Well, Ingrid sends her best.

She... She couldn't bring herself to come.

-Are you going home? -No.

-What are you doing? -I don't know. Nothing, really.

-I don't want you riding home alone. -Mom...

Don't be too late.

Hello, Sara! Hi...

-How was the memorial service? -Nice.

I was going to come, but Marianne didn't want me to.

-No wonder. -Why would you say that?

-I mourn Lina too. -Is that why you groped her?

What?

That god-damned...

-I can't sleep. -And I can't sleep either...

-...because Simon keeps talking. -You want to snuggle with me?

-What are you doing? -Reading old diaries.

Auntie Signe in the Brand Residence-

-she had an aunt named Carolina who kept a diary.

You know, when Carolina was a child, this whole island was covered in sand.

There were no trees. The kids were let out of school to plant trees-

-to hold the sand; pine trees.

Like the one where Agnes found the arm.

-Sara? -Two girls, one island, one boyfriend.

-Sara? -It seems unplanned, rather panicky.

If Jakob says he was home at 11, then he was. He's not a liar.

-Göran's boat is gone. -He wasn't at Lina's memorial.

Göran Nilsson has a motive. He groped Lina.

A guy called Måns was heading to Sandhamn when Sara disappeared.

I wish I had asked more. It may be too late now.

Subtitles: Linda Jansson TC:subtitling