"I'm Jan Meyer, the new CID." "You're moving to Sweden?" "Yes, my boyfriend's Swedish." "My son and I are leaving." "Look at this first." "Take Meyer along." "Give him some tips." "A kindergarten teacher found it and rang in at 8:30." "–We found this." "–A video card." "Theis Birk Larsen." "We found this." "–What are you hiding, Theis?" "–It's a surprise." "See that window?" "The top floor is for Nanna." "With its own entrance." "–Is an investigation." "Theis Birk Larsen?" "He's my husband." "Why?" "You have a daughter." "19 years old Nanna Birk Larsen has been missing." "Nobody saw her since Friday." "Take it easy, sweetheart." "Nothing's happened to her." "We'll find her." "You'll be a very good lord mayor." "But not this time." "I'll retire in four years." "–Why not wait?" "–Why should I?" "–A journo called." "–What about?" "He's sniffing around." "We've been over the route twice now." "–She's not out here." "–What's over there?" "–More forest and water." "–Water?" "–Oh no, there's the father." "–Is that my daughter?" "Theis!" "We found the owner of the car..." "Troels Hartmann's office." "–The politician?" "–Yes." "THE KILLING" "She's Nanna Birk Larsen and she's 19." "She was last seen Friday after a party at her school." "After which she probably met the killer and drove out here." "She ran through the woods dressed only in a slip." "She was tied up and placed in the trunk." "–What was the time of death?" "–They're not sure." "During the weekend, maybe Friday." "No one reported it." "Legs and arms were bound with plastic strips." "She wasn't meant to be found." "It was well-planned and executed." "–Cause of death?" "–They don't know yet." "She was abused." "A hard blow to the head and signs of rape." "–The car belongs to Hartmann's office?" "–Yes, they rented it." "It's our best clue." "–Hi, darling." "–Hi, Bengt." "I'm sorry." "What's happened?" "We've found a girl." "I'll tell you later." "I'm sorry I let you down." "–And Mark?" "–Sleeping at Mum's." "What about his Swedish lesson at school tomorrow?" "–I forgot." "–I'll make it Wednesday." "–Don't worry..." "–We'll fly up tomorrow." "I'll call when I know what time." "–I'll talk to the teacher." "–Kisses." "As long as you hurry and get up here." "I will." "I love you." "Was she connected to Hartmann's camp?" "Her dad's waiting to ID her." "I'll ask him." "I'll find out how Town Hall is involved." "–I want an instant report." "–I can't take this." "Use him." "This can't be his first job." "I'll call Stockholm Police and explain." "No, I can't." "You found her." "I'll work through the night." "I'll be gone tomorrow." "It was on Friday, late in the afternoon." "We were packing." "We were on our way to the bay." "We'd rented a summer house." "–Nanna wasn't going?" "–No." "She was going to a party at her school." "And she was sleeping at Lisa's." "–How was her mood?" "–She was happy." "Fooling around with the boys." "She got dressed up." "–She was dressed..." "–As what?" "The witch from Donald Duck." "Madam Mim." "Yes." "Why was she wet?" "–Her hair was wet." "–The car went in the water." "Was she politically active or in any way interested?" "No." "Not very." "–Any contact with someone who was?" "–No." "At the Town Hall?" "–She might have said." "–Did she have a boyfriend?" "Not at the moment." "–How did she die?" "–We don't know yet." "Did she suffer?" "We don't think so." "But we're not sure how or when it happened." "But you didn't talk to her after Friday?" "And she didn't call?" "Anything else you can think of?" "–Anything unusual?" "–No." "–I don't think so." "–Anything at all?" "Trivial things?" "I was upset with her, I..." "She was noisy and I..." "I was busy and I yelled because she was running around with the boys." "She just..." "She just wanted to play with them." "The police will take you home and seal off Nanna's room." "And if you think of something please contact us." "–How much do you know?" "–It's too early to say." "–But you'll find him." "–We'll do our utmost." "–You'll find him." "–Yes, we will." "We'll do everything." "We'll get him." "What?" "We may have leased the car for the campaign." "–Who knows?" "–Only us and Morten." "Leave it till we hear more." "–Troels, don't get more involved." "–It's too late now." "–Sorry for the hour." "–No worries." "–You found the girl?" "–Regretfully." "We've got some questions." "Rie Skovgaard and Morten Weber." "You might help us with some details." "She was found in your leased car so I'd like to know who drove it last." "Give me a minute to check." "We leased several cars." "Over 30 people have driven them." "–Who will know precisely?" "–Our campaign secretary." "Wouldn't it be an idea to give him a call?" "What are the cars used for?" "For campaign activities." "To deliver campaign materials, posters etc." "When were they delivered to the schools?" "Thursday or Friday, I think." "And Frederiksholm School?" "Yes, they were probably delivered there." "Probably?" "That doesn't mean shit." "We're not hiding anything." "It takes time to find these things out." "It's fine." "Was Nanna Birk Larsen involved in your political work?" "She's not listed anywhere." "The campaign secretary is in Oslo." "We need an answer." "Someone's waiting for a solution." "I talked to Security." "Rikke Nielsen collected the keys to that car on Friday." "Who's she?" "Our volunteer leader." "She gave the keys to the driver." "–Did you call her?" "–No." "She may be organising posters." "–May be?" "–We normally..." "Stop!" "What the hell are you doing?" "Do you know..." "Meyer, tell the Super we're interviewing volunteers." "–I'm right about this." "–Just do it." "Any idea where Rikke Nielsen is now?" "I'll find out." "This is my best shot." "–Sorry I can't be more specific." "–Thanks." "–What about the press?" "–It may leak at some stage." "You misunderstand." "We'd like to let them know now." "–So there's no doubt." "–No disclosures during our investigation." "But we're running a campaign." "We can't wait." "–You'll have to." "–No, not necessarily." "–I'd like some documentation." "–I think we can wait... if you inform us before you publish." "Agreed." "Call this number in the morning." "Ask for Jan Meyer." "–He'll update you." "–It's not your case?" "No." "But he'll look after you." "Thank you." "–We've got no choice." "–It's too risky to let them run it." "We don't even know who drove the car." "It the media find out..." "Can outsiders get inside information?" "–Outsiders?" "How?" "–There's talk about..." "Via the computers or..." "the local network." "–Are you thinking of Bremer?" "–Yes." "Or... someone helping him." "Can it be done?" "Yes, but it's unlikely." "Why?" "Yesterday, Bremer appeared... well informed." "A former staffer came to see me at the fundraiser." "She said a journo is asking questions." "He's got inside information." "–Why didn't you tell me?" "–I'm telling you now." "–It's nothing." "–But it sounds serious." "I'll check it out." "Together?" "No." "I want you rested for the Centre Party tomorrow." "See you tomorrow." "Go home." "I'll keep in touch with the police." "She was 19... the age when life begins." "But it's not our fault, is it?" "I damned well hope not." "I won't stand for it." "Don't ever do that again." "No chance." "How could you promise we'll find him?" "But we will." "I will." "You don't make such promises." "That's a given." "–I go by my own book." "–I noticed." "–You'd let Town Hall run the case?" "–Turn here." "Good morning." "Sarah Lund, CID." "–Rikke Nielsen?" "–Yes, that's me." "–That's you?" "Hi." "–Hello." "We need a driver who drove one of your cars this weekend." "Yes?" "–Here's the registration number." "–It's XU 24 919." "A black car like that one." "I'd like to see the driver." "–His name's in the logbook." "–Could we see the logbook?" "–Yes, it's in here." "–Thank you." "–You said XU 24..." "–XU 24 919." "Just take it easy." "Calm down." "I want to talk to him." "I need his address." "Meyer!" "Police!" "–Lund!" "–Damn it." "Damn it!" "November 4, Tuesday, 07:11 hour" "Theis called and told me last night." "I know as little as you do." "We'll have to cope as best we can." "I can't tell you everything." "Think for yourselves." "Get going." "I'm not your nanny." "Think for yourselves." "That's going to Blegdam's Road." "I'll stay by the phones today." "I'll get the car picked up from the woods." "Some newspapers called but I hung up on them." "Theis, I don't know what to say." "Do they know who did it?" "–Tell me if I can..." "–What about Sturlads Road?" "I promised them a cherry picker." "It'll be there." "The driver's John Lynge." "He's not at home and has no mobile." "We know this fellow very well." "We must nail him." "Talk to the neighbours." "Talk to colleagues." "Bodegaer, porno shops..." "We must know all about him." "He's 39." "His only living relative is a sister." "I'm almost finished, except for a few things." "He's on foot and didn't plan his escape route." "When he can't hide he'll have to surface." "No, you can't skip the Swedish lessons." "Bengt will tell the teacher that we're running late." "Check her out." "Check text messages, e-mails and so on." "Anything that links her to the driver." "Stay at Grandma's till I call you." "Off you go." "Lund, Buchard needs a briefing." "See you." "In '96 he was flashing in a playground." "He raped a 14-year-old girl and threatened to kill her." "In 1998 he was sent to a psychiatric prison." "–Why is he out?" "–He was released three months ago." "–Sarah?" "–He's a person of interest." "–That's an understatement." "–I want to talk to Sarah alone." "Of course." "But if it's about the case..." "–We've been through this." "–We'll talk again." "Our things are in Sweden." "Mark and Bengt are waiting and Mark starts school on Monday." "She was alive when the car went in the water." "Forensics say it takes 20 minutes for a car to fill with water." "–Plus the time..." "–It's none of my business." "She was raped several times, vaginally and anally." "He used a condom and took his time." "Mark's eager to go." "We've planned it for ages." "–It's not on." "–The abuse lasted for hours." "Marks on her body show she was kept somewhere else before she was taken to the woods." "And..." "This was in her closed fist." "It isn't hers." "She held it so tight that her hand stayed closed even after she'd died." "I spoke with Stockholm." "They will wait for you till this case is closed." "I'm here for a week and now we'll do it my way." "–Agreed?" "–Fine." "People are treated with respect whether one likes them or not." "And no smoking in the car." "Speed limit is 50 km/h." "And no messy cheese sticks." "Any special underwear?" "Clean." "Lisa!" "Is it her?" "Hello!" "Damn it!" "I'm talking to you." "Is it Nanna?" "I don't know." "I don't know." "It's just been confirmed that..." "Nanna's dead." "All lessons are cancelled today." "It's up to you if you... want to go home or stay here." "None of you should be alone today." "The teachers will be here today and there's professional help if you need it." "–What happened?" "–It appears that it was a crime." "Was she killed?" "I understand you have a lot of unanswered questions." "So do I." "But we don't know much more at the moment." "So..." "The police want to talk to you and Oliver." "Okay?" "Oliver?" "–I'm not sure." "–Where?" "Maybe it was parked in front of the school on Friday." "And this guy?" "Have you seen him before?" "–Is that him?" "–Have you seen him before?" "I don't think so." "You're sure you haven't?" "–What did he do to her?" "–Here or somewhere else?" "I haven't seen him before." "Why would Nanna tell her parents she was with you?" "I'd hoped she was with Oliver, her ex-boyfriend." "But she wasn't." "I thought she was skipping school." "What happened on Friday?" "We helped organise the Halloween party." "She was happy." "She liked decorating." "She's really good... was good at it." "Then we split up because we had to shower." "And we agreed she should come to my place so we could go together." "What happened at the party?" "We were dressed up and dancing." "And what about Nanna?" "She was in a good mood." "Suddenly she said she was leaving." "I thought it was early but I had to talk to someone else." "Did she say why she was leaving?" "We agreed to talk over the weekend." "Did she leave with anyone?" "Not as far as I could see." "Do you recognise this necklace?" "You didn't see Nanna wear it?" "No." "She hugged me and left." "I didn't know it was the last time I'd see her." "–He ran off." "He's guilty." "–Is he listed?" "He's not a member." "He's a casual driver." "–We rarely use him." "–What do the police say?" "They can't say anything." "The press will say we hired a killer and are covering up." "Our alliance with the Centre Party is in danger." "We must issue that press release." "Okay." "But tell the police first." "–And the Centre Party?" "–I'll fix that." "–Are we too early?" "–Kirsten, you look smashing." "Thanks." "I'm warning you, I'm the jealous type." "Who could compete with you?" "He delivered the posters after lunch." "Both he and the car were seen." "–In the evening?" "–The car was seen." "He heard about the party and returned to... –Sure it's that car?" "–It was on the school's homepage." "Meyer." "Yes." "Hi." "That's out of the question." "Hello!" "Bloody hell, what an idiot." "–What?" "–Hartmann's going public." "How are the boys?" "They don't know." "I took them to school and tried to act normal." "–And their teacher?" "–Well..." "I told her to look after them." "So they're all right?" "Yes." "Did you call Mum and Dad?" "Well..." "No." "I haven't been able to cope with it." "–When do the boys get out?" "–What?" "–I can't understand...." "–I'll pick them up... after arts." "Emil likes arts." "We'll pick them up... after 2 o'clock." "Yes." "She'd never go with a stranger." "Why did she get in the car?" "We'll now have to... think of the boys." "We must be strong now." "We must tell them." "Boys!" "–Mum, could we try the kites?" "–Not today." "Why is dad with you?" "Could we try the kites?" "–Theis here." "–It's me." "–Don't come home now." "–Why not?" "The police are searching her room and there are photographers." "–When are they leaving?" "–I don't know." "Should I throw them out?" "–I'm thinking of the boys." "–Come on, Dad." "–Call me when they leave." "–Talk later." "It might be a good idea to try those kites." "Yes." "They'll go out when Troels has approved the text." "Fine." "If there's anything else just call." "Great." "Bye." "–Could I talk to Troels Hartmann?" "–He's in a meeting." "–You've got a press release ready?" "–Yes." "–We can't wait any longer." "–You'll have to." "We can't." "If I have to leave Bremer this has to be more than a flirtation." "–Engagement and marriage." "–I won't leave you at the altar." "I want a change to the system." "I have to discuss it with my group first." "A reply today would be nice." "I'm debating Bremer tonight." "I must know where I stand." "I'll see what I can do." "Anything else?" "Yes, there is something." "For you alone." "How exciting." "You know how to build suspense." "We're in the process of sending out a..." "Troels..." "One moment." "–I'm sorry, you must wait." "–We can't." "He might be implicated and we must talk to him first." "The press might think I'm lying." "We've blacked it out." "They won't know." "–You can't be sure." "–One sec." "–No, I'm in a meeting." "–Hi, Bengt." "Hi, darling." "You called earlier." "I have something to tell you." "Can I call back?" "No, I'm with the builders now." "When should I pick you up?" "I'll call you later." "They're asking what kind of timber we want for the sauna." "I don't know." "What timber is normally used for saunas?" "–Pine." "–Pine sounds really good." "–But it depends if..." "–I'll call." "–Okay." "–Bye, darling." "We're very close." "–How close?" "Today?" "–I hope so." "We'll wait to hear from you." "Today." "I promise to keep you informed." "My card." "–It's your case, then?" "–Yes, for now." "–Thanks." "–You're welcome." "Polar pine." "It's the best kind of pine." "Less resin." "Lund!" "We're off." "–For the sauna." "–Yes, I get it." "Bad news?" "No, just some administration." "I'm waiting expectantly." "Yes..." "Elias, the old guy from Security, it's his anniversary on Friday." "We're getting him a present." "Maybe you'd like to chip in?" "Yes..." "Of course." "How much?" "100 kroner?" "–How did it go?" "–Fine." "We were in agreement." "I could see that." "He visited his sister half an hour ago." "–And our people?" "–They'd left." "She called us." "He didn't believe I didn't have it." "–Did he borrow it?" "–He wanted my car." "What did he do then?" "What do you think?" "He went berserk." "He smashed the whole salon when I only had 100 kroner." "–Where did he go?" "–To see whom?" "How would I know?" "I've disowned him." "–An old friend or lover?" "–He has none." "No one wants him after what he did." "–When did you see him last?" "–I don't remember." "Six, seven years ago." "And you don't know with whom he's had contact?" "No, other than that woman." "–Who are you talking about?" "–She visited him in prison." "She contacted me and asked me to see him again." "–I said no." "–Her name?" "–Where did she come from?" "–Some Christian organisation." "Thanks for your help." "And thanks for coming." "Did he kill that girl who's in the news?" "We're trying to find out." "Thanks for today." "Find out what you can about that visitor." "Then call me." "What are you doing?" "Don't bother answering." "The murder of a young woman... –Samson..." "–Here is the news." "The police have imposed a media blackout on the murder of Nanna Birk Larsen who was found Monday night." "Samson..." "Samson..." "Samson..." "Where are you, Samson?" "Samson?" "Only a few days." "Mark will continue in school till Friday." "–What about Swedish lessons?" "–I bought some books." "Not on the sofa!" "–Where is he?" "–At Magnus' place." "–What does Bengt think about this?" "–I'll call him." "–Haven't you told him?" "–I've been busy." "I'll do it now." "I hope you don't ruin it." "It was going so well." "I said I'll call him right now." "Lund." "–I spoke to the prison." "–And?" "He had three visitors while he was incarcerated." "One is dead, one is in Jutland and one isn't answering the phone." "Do you have an address?" "–I'll see you in 20 minutes." "–In five." "I'm on my way." "Why does Nanna's door look like that?" "Emil, come here." "There is something we have to tell you." "Something's happened to us." "What is it, Mum?" "What?" "Someone has..." "What has happened..." "Nanna is dead." "She won't be back." "Why not, Dad?" "You remember that big tree in the Deer Garden?" "It had been hit by lightning and... the lightning had torn a big, big... branch off." "We could say that lightning has struck here." "And it has... torn Nanna away." "So... in the same way that the tree will grow again" "we have to do the same." "Where is she now?" "There is..." "someone looking after her." "But in a few days... everyone who knew her will go to the church to say goodbye." "Won't she ever come back?" "No." "An angel came to take her to heaven." "How did she die?" "How did she die, Dad?" "I don't know." "Things like that just happen." "Sometimes." "The police still have no leads in the Nanna Birk Larsen case." "Niels..." "Have you heard from the Centre Party?" "–When did their meeting end?" "–Half an hour ago." "–And no news from the police." "–I'm just worried about Kirsten." "I just talked to Eller." "I'm sorry to bring you bad news but... she's coming in with us." "Bremer will get a shock." "–You deserve it." "–No, we deserve it." "Back entrance, please." "Troels here." "Yes, Troels Hartmann." "How do you know?" "No, I have no comment." "Yes, thank you." "What?" "A journalist from a news bureau." "They know about the car." "We have to get hold of Lund." "You must have more money." "Where?" "I don't." "Where is it?" "–Where?" "–In the jar." "What's it like living with mum instead of that Norwegian?" "He's Swedish." "What's the difference?" "She's not home." "There is an advertising light from outside." "She's not at home." "There's a mountain of mail." "Hello, I'm Sarah Lund, CID." "Do you know where your neighbour, Geertsen, is?" "She's gone away." "Do you know where to?" "She's abroad." "Have you seen anything unusual today?" "No." "Nothing unusual." "–Do you have visitors?" "–No." "It's just my cat." "It's Lund here." "We need backup." "Suspect may be at this address." "Over." "Copy." "We'll send backup at once." "Copy that." "The lights are out." "He knows we're here." "–They're on their way." "–We can't wait." "We're going in." "To do what?" "He's on edge." "He might do something stupid." "We're staying." "We can't cover every exit." "–Get your gun." "–I don't use one." "–What?" "–We stay here." "No, we bloody won't." "Meyer!"