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2.15 trillion euros.

More than two billion billion Norwegian kroner.

That's the size of the European shadow economy.

Nearly 20% of the money in this part of the world.

20% of all the money is never seen in banks or balance sheets.

From undeclared work. Tax evasion. Corruption. Common crime.

You'll be fine.

The Norwegian shadow economy amounts to about 14%.

In Italy it's 21%.

In Bulgaria about 30%.

According to many, it shouldn't be like this. We should eliminate it.

But you can't just erase 20% of the European economy.

That would mean total collapse. Stock markets. Prices. Wages.

Society in its entirety.

So we accept the existence of a shadow system

for all things illegal.

A self-policing system founded on an unbreakable code of honour.

And its own medical services.

Dear Siv, welcome home.

I'm so happy that you're moving back in.

Now that it's just the two of us, we'll have each other to lean on.

I have stocked up the fridge with your favourite foods.

And there's a present for Leopold in your room.

Sadly I have a lot of extra work and night shifts in my new job,

but I'll see you soon. I'm looking forward to it.

Train 5 to Vestli...

Stand clear of the doors.

- Hi. - Hi.

- What is your name? - Aisha.

Aisha, I'm afraid you're going to have to remove that.

- What can we do for you? - I've got cancer.

- Do you know what kind? - Here.

In your breast?

Please take off some more clothes, so I can examine you.

- Let her do it, please. - Sure.

When did you stop going for treatment?

3 months ago.

You know that terminating radiation therapy is dangerous, right?

Why don't you want to return to the hospital?

Immigration authorities are throwing me out. I can't go back.

No doctors there.

There's a sizeable lump here. Ravn, could you...

Will that be all right? He's more experienced.

Lean back a little, please.

I'm afraid we don't have facilities for radiation therapy here.

But we can run some tests to see if it's spreading.

- Can you remove it? - Your breast?

Yes, we can.

It's probably the safest option as well, but it will have to be soon.

Thank you so much.

This sample contains 0% growth hormone.

Zero? You mean it's not real?

There's lots in there, but no hormones.

There are, however, poisonous substances that might kill you.

But I get such a buzz from that stuff!

Probably because of the para-Methoxyamphetamine. 22%.

It's a stimulant, it's cheap, dangerous and highly addictive.

We also found saline, pantothenate and vitamin B-12.

- How about that one? - Much the same, but also 2% lead.

- Lead? - Not that uncommon.

It adds weight and it's poisonous.

Where did you get this? Off the internet?

Yes.

It was supposed to be good stuff. HGH to rebuild cells after workouts.

- Does your hand hurt, Lasse? - No, I just...

I just came from a workout.

But you tried taking these before we tested them?

What about that one?

That contains 17% Somatropine growth hormone.

That's good.

Otherwise it's just more of the same.

Damn it!

- I bought 12 litres of that stuff. - Did you?

Why so much? You know you can't sell this on, right?

How much would it cost...

to have you purify it here, in your lab?

- We can't. - Can't or won't?

This is a clinic, not an illegal lab for hire.

Pretty illegal already, I'd say.

We did this because Leif insisted. We have patients waiting.

Settle your bill with Leif.

That's 30,000 for the tests. Go and wait in the car.

- I can't be bothered. - Do push ups while you wait.

- I've done all my reps. Chin ups next. - Do that, then.

Do not eat or drink for 12 hours before the operation.

I'll see you tomorrow.

I'm ready. This way.

Aisha will have her surgery tomorrow.

Transport, consultation and operation, then.

That's 50,000.

- What's this? - All right. A word.

- She doesn't have to pay that much. - Why not?

We can afford to help her pro bono.

- Positive discrimination, is it? - Come on, Leif.

- The authorities will throw her out... - Exactly! You're wanted, Aisha.

50,000 is a good price. We're running a huge risk.

Loose change isn't enough.

Leif?

Leif...

Leif!

This is a medical issue. You don't get to decide.

When you look at her,

you see her gender, religion and clothes,

- and you define her as a victim. - Come on, Leif.

The thing is, she is far more resourceful than you,

me or anyone we know.

She has survived war and shit we cannot even imagine.

She left her family and country,

sold herself to traffickers

and crossed two continents completely alone,

with nothing more than her will to survive.

You wanting to be charitable is about your own feelings of shame, not hers.

You don't consider her your equal.

It's 50,000, Aisha. You know that. Come on, now. Let's go!

Hey, we can't let Leif decide who gets treatment or not.

Leif provides the patients and deals with security.

He wants us to deny her treatment. She'll die.

Aisha's phone number. I realised she wouldn't be able to pay.

We'll do the surgery while Leif is out.

What are you up to?

The growth hormones gave me an idea.

Did you study recombinant techniques?

- Genetic manipulation? - Yes, kind of.

Hormones are synthesised by altering the gene sequence of a cell structure.

- What is that? - Yeast.

I'm trying to synthesise a growth hormone

that may help regenerate Vilma's myelin.

I can tell you're sceptical, but it's been done before.

This is far removed from Vilma's work.

She was wrong. So were you.

The cure she placed her faith in put her in a coma.

It also saved her from the original condition.

Synthesising hormones can be dangerous.

Do you think we have time to waste? Her neural pathways are deteriorating.

She's waiting for us to try something that helps.

Testing that on Vilma would be ethically and professionally unsound.

I'll distill it and test it on an organism

that received the exact same treatment.

And where will you find such a lab animal?

I have a plan.

- Will you help me? - Yes.

Siv?

Hi.

Glad you finally came by.

I've been very busy at work.

Well?

What's this about?

Let's grab a coffee. I want to talk to you.

I've been thinking since you came to visit. Talked it over with Ida.

I was wondering if you'd like to come and help out down here?

OK...?

The next stage of this project is starting up.

I'll be needing a security manager for the entire site.

That might be something for you, I thought.

- I've already got a full-time job. - Well, yes, but...

Feel the energy in this place.

Things are about to happen here.

You'll have nice colleagues.

We're building a new part of town, to see us into the next century.

Job satisfaction is important to me. Ask anyone here.

And I'm pretty sure we can match your current salary.

I see.

I'd be working for you, then?

Well... I am the manager, but you'd have your own domain.

We'd get to see more of each other. That wouldn't be so bad, would it?

No... So what does this job entail, exactly?

It's a crucial job. You'll be in charge of all site security.

What does that mean?

Things like guard duty by the gate and all along the fences.

Fire alarms, helmets, key cards...

Working with the girl who just let me straight in here?

She's an agency temp until we can hire someone.

You've just shown me you don't know anything about my work or my skills.

What are they?

Renting out bomb shelters and changing air raid siren batteries?

I know enough to think that this would be a good advancement.

- Are you done now? - Only trying to help.

Are you done? I'm going to work.

- Leopold? - Yes. Vilma chose his name.

Before giving her that last treatment, we tried it on Leopold.

He's been with us all along,

receiving the same treatment as Vilma.

The other rats all died, but Leopold is still going strong.

If he responds well, we can work out an appropriate dosage for Vilma.

- Aisha is ready. Coming? - Yes.

- Want to try? - No, you do it.

The next incision is easy. You need the practice.

Cut along that line.

One calm, firm movement. I'll wipe away the blood.

There we go. Keep going. Careful with that muscle insertion.

- What's happening? - Keep pressing your finger there.

Leif promised to fix the power supply...

- So I didn't do what I said I would? - Leif, what is this?

- She's bleeding heavily. - Give us light!

I decide around here, and I turned her down.

- We're in the middle of surgery! - Calm down.

I am calm. I just thought we'd agreed on the rules.

Turn the bloody power back on!

You've crossed the bloody line.

- This is my domain... - Leif! Get a grip.

There's a person on this table.

She is ill, she has no money, and she'll die unless we operate now.

Turn the power back on. We'll discuss your rules later.

- Power back on. - Now!

Press down here...

Hi, Else. I just need your signature on this.

- And the next page. - Here?

- Great. Thank you. - Good, you just... Yes.

Through there, underneath and then up. Got it?

You're doing fine.

- Where are you going? - Keep going. Four more stitches.

Hello, Leopold.

- How is he doing? - Fine.

No noticeable side effects.

Not yet...

- Are you certain about this? - As certain as I can be.

First you'll have to test it on healthy human tissue, not Vilma's.

I thought I'd test it on myself.

On yourself? What if it goes wrong?

- What happens to Vilma? - But who else could I test it on?

- You said you don't believe in this. - But you do, don't you?

Come on. All the way up.

Weakness is a choice. Up! Put some bloody effort into it!

Keep going. Don't stop.

- Did you get rid of those drugs? - Don't you worry about that.

You didn't sell them on, did you?

That's none of your business.

I couldn't talk about this when my partner was there.

She's pretty uptight about moral issues.

I noticed. Her ass is nice, though.

I managed to purify one of your samples.

But it's not Somatropine. It's Somatrete.

A new type of growth hormone with the same effects.

And this is guaranteed 100% pure.

- Is your hand still bothering you? - I'm on this detox programme.

I'd like you to try it out. If you're satisfied,

I'd be happy to purify the rest of what you bought.

What's your price?

Nothing.

All right. Sweet.

Good.

- What's this? - A safety features inspection order.

Your emergency exits and shelters,

their power, water and ventilation facilities,

as well as any other infrastructure subject to contingency regulations.

This is my job.

Inspecting my site today, of all days?

The safety of this city is much more than your little building site.

- I didn't mean it like that. - Like what then?

My job offer.

- If I offended you... - This is going to take all day.

We have a lot to cover, so why don't we get started right away.

...but I'd like the baby's family name to be Naustvik.

You just trust the system blindly.

Teo and I decided not to bring our child into the system.

But Teo isn't here any more. You're more vulnerable on your own.

I'm going to the toilet.

- Want me to come along? - No thanks, I'm fine.

Marit...

- Hello? - Let me in.

I'm so sorry. I fucked up.

What have you done, Teo?

- I thought you were dead. - I'm sorry...

You're so beautiful.

Teo...

It's a boy.

- We're having a son? - Yes.

OK...

I'm going to fix this. I promise. I'll build us a home.

- I can't go anywhere. - No, but I'll fix this.

It'll be fine.

Take this. You can text me with it. Don't show it to anyone.

- Don't go, Teo. - I have to.

See you.

So what's your plan to make these buildings last a century?

We're constructing drainage along... You can't see it from here.

- There will be people here all day. - I know.

Water's seeping in. What are you doing about that?

Hello, I'm from the Emergency Planning Agency.

I understand that job satisfaction is important here.

- Safety is important too. - Of course it is.

There will be four stairwells, I think, in this section.

- That's fine. - With an emergency exit.

- And what's this? - The elevators will be there.

- Capacity? - 1,000 people an hour.

- And a wireless alarm system? - I'll send you the specs.

All state of the art.

The newest isn't always the best. And don't email me classified info.

What's that?

- Nothing. - Nothing?

- I see. - Leif, wait!

We're done here! Come back tomorrow.

Weren't you going to report this?

It's the tenth boat so far.

We're 6 months behind because of the archaeologists.

Each of these interruptions costs millions.

This is a historical artefact.

A few pieces of wood and some nails. Big deal.

Remains of a civilisation that perished.

A boat that no one wanted.

It got buried in clay. Time passed, and now we are here.

You think our civilisation is doomed,

so I shouldn't be allowed to build here?

I've got employees. I create something.

Unlike you, I actually contribute!

Is that why you wanted me to work here?

To keep the secret in the family?

One call from me, and you'll get shut down.

All right, Leif. You win. You're the strongest.

Make your call. Do what you always do,

ruin everything for the ones who love you.

I'm done trying to help you.

It's about respecting something greater.

It's about you wanting respect you'll never get,

as long as you act like an arsehole.

- How do you feel? - Good.

- Feeling nauseous? That's normal. - I'm thirsty.

I'll get some water.

This is a little sore, is it?

Unn, take over, please.

- Hello, Siv. - Did you take Leopold?

Leopold?

Oh! I'm so sorry, of course I should have asked you first.

I gave him to colleagues at the hospital.

- They're researching Mum's condition. - They are?

- What's that got to do with Leopold? - They think maybe they can...

Hello? Ravn, can you hear me?

Hello! I can't... Where are you?

Lasse...

Ravn? Hello?

Excuse me! Hey...

Do you speak Norwegian?

Not at all? You understood that, though.

Stop!

It is gone.

Your breast is gone, yes. But so is the cancer, we believe.

It will look better once the swelling goes down.

I am going to live.

Thank you so much!

I... can't find your clothes.

I just want to talk to you!

Done. On to the kettlebell!

A heavy one. Lift, then drop. Move over, I'll show you.

Shove the ball through the wall! Through it!

See me lift this thing! Anyone can.

Guys and girls, when you're done with that, throw this!

- Lasse? Come on. - Hi. Work out with me!

- You need to come with me. - Are we having a meeting?

It's fine.

I'll just do another set...

That was some bloody good stuff you gave me.

Hey!

Police! Stop!

Stand still!

Damn it!

Stop!

Stop the train! Police!

Lasse? Do you hear me?

Easy, easy...

Lasse! Sit still!

Aisha managed 3,000 more. She insisted on paying.

- It's fine. - It's fine?

Yes. She doesn't have to pay anything.

What happened to you?

- Nothing. - You insisted on her paying 50,000.

I've reconsidered how this clinic should be run.

If my employees want to treat certain patients pro bono publico,

I can respect that.

Over here! I need help!

What happened to him?

Slide him down a bit.

Lasse? What happened to him?

Lasse, are you with me? Pulse is weak and irregular.

- Bloody hell, we're losing him... - What happened to him? Ravn!

- I did it. - You did what?

Tested it on him.

Your hormone preparation? What's wrong with you!

You tested what?

- What's going on? Hello! - Lasse!

Leif, get the defibrillator. Run! Scissors.

Lasse, don't give up on me now. Lasse! Stay with me.

Announcement to our passengers: we have stopped between two stations,

waiting for the green signal.

He is alone, presumed on foot, heading west. All units...

Clear.

Come on... One more time.

Shit.

This is risky, but we have no choice.

Bloody hell...

Clear.

Hi, Ravn.

- You're here too? Hi. - You gave me quite a fright there.

Shit...

No, no, no...

Fuck!

Through there. Go.

This way. Run.

Where did he go?

He can't have gone that way.

- Down there. Quickly. - Here?

Fuck.

It was insane. I've never felt anything like it.

My entire body just went...

Then I blacked out and...

There we go. Now lift it. That's it.

- Can you go like this as well? - I can.

It works!

- Would you look at that! - I'll just take a blood sample.

Have as many as you...

Just drain it all, if you like.

They know you're here now.

But at least she knows I'm alive.

So do the police.

I'm going to have a son.

In 3 weeks.

I'll turn myself in if you want me to.

I won't say a word. All that matters is that they are OK.

How's your shelter coming along?

It's getting there. The fuses keep blowing, though.

I'll see if I can set you up with a new fuse box.

Maybe I'll just have all of this rewired.

I can help with that. I do have money.

I have connections.

I know a guy at a building site in town.

And he...

He owes me one, you might say.

You're like a brother to me.

You know that, right?

A really strict big brother.

That's you.

I love you, man!

OK...

Have a look, but I promise you, it's not here.

He said it's here.

- What's Ravn really up to these days? - I don't know.

Know what I think? He isn't able to let go.

"Let go"? What do you mean?

Of the rage he's feeling inside. I recognise it.

You mean here?

- And here? - Exactly!

Grief sits in your throat and your chest.

Until you feel it letting go there, you can't really breathe properly.

You know, grief is the price we pay for love.

I told Siv a lie today.

Then I stole her pet, killed it, and lied about that as well.

And I killed a man.

I did.

I saved him afterwards, but I killed him first.

A young man who came to me for help.

I did to him what I've done to all the rats.

I thought that...

Or rather, I wished...

For it to work.

Other than that, though, it's been a very good day.

I think I've found something that might help.

It's dangerous, but I can't wait any longer.

So I need you to be strong.

Good night, Vilma.

Sleep well.