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We've got four bodies.

No, three. We lost one.

We're snowed in and understaffed.

The equipment so dated, I had to borrow a car.

Many have said it's like being in a nightmare.

That is fitting.

The murderer is most likely amongst us.

One of us.

He thinks that fear will protect him.

But it won't.

What the hell are you doing?

It's one thing that cops with limited resources can't get anywhere

but another if the Reykjavik cavalry can't.

I'll finish it, as soon as I can get there.

Don't come closer.

That's the police.

Is that all?

No, there are a few more bags.

Kids, let's back up a little bit shall we.

Where is he?

- He's not here. - What happened?

Where is he?

Get in the car, I'll drive you home.

Just order it.

Here we go.

Now, then...

- Hey... - Hey...

Let's get this going. Where are you keeping him?

In the back.

- Hello, I'm Þór. - Hello, I'm Ásgeir.

Questioning of Sigurður Guðmundsson.

The time is 10 past 6 on the 10th of February.

Present are Trausti Einarsson from Reykjavík PD

and Andri Ólafsson, local police chief.

So, Sigurður...

We found a dismembered corpse on your boat.

Anything you wish to say about that?

We believe that DNA will show that it is off Geirmundur Jónsson.

Sigurður, why did you kill him?

And then chop off his head and limbs?

Sigurður?

Stop it! Hello!?

I think we should get the doctor.

Stop it Andri, he's just putting on a show.

He needs a doctor.

Andri, I need a word with you.

Ásgeir, keep an eye on him.

You don't believe those theatrics, do you?

He's about to confess.

If he's not mentally stable, his confession is worthless!

That's not yours to decide, Andri.

I'm making it my decision.

- Really, you think you can do that? - Yes

This is no longer your investigation.

You're far too connected with everything. You're unfit to lead.

- What's your problem? - Come here, I need to talk to you.

What do you think would have happened if

we'd just sat around waiting for you?

We're lucky the suspect is still alive,

judging by what's happened around here.

You were asked to wait for us.

You couldn't get here.

How many would be dead if I was still stuck in Reykjavík?

This needs to be investigated from other angles.

Why are you standing in the way of me getting a confession?

Trausti...

- He needs to see a doctor. - No he doesn't.

Thor!

You, take a coffee break.

Get out.

This is my office, not a bloody canteen.

Close the door.

Do you think he did it?

I don't know.

What do you think?

I've known Sigurður since we were kids

and...

I find this very hard to believe.

Poor man, must have had a nervous breakdown.

He can't be held accountable for

sawing one person apart and burning another.

Do you think we buy this bullshit?

Best you can do, is tell the truth.

God damn it!

Do something right for a change. Tell the truth!

Tell the truth!

Sit here with him for a while.

Guys! We need to search Sigurdur's house. Come on.

Just so you know...

This questioning isn't over, and I'm going to finish it. Not you.

Thor, you make sure they don't enter that room.

Andri, it's from the ferry.

They keep ringing.

They need to know when they can leave.

We can keep them for another 24 hours.

Should we?

Yes.

Whose is this?

It's Andri's.

- It was stuck up on the mountain. - I see.

- It's in remarkably good condition. - Thanks.

We can't leave until the warrant expires.

Aren't you worried that the girls will start talking?

I know they're still in town.

Hello.

Are you Sigurður's wife?

- Yes. - Hi, my name is Trausti.

We need to search the house.

Wow, you really are a beautiful boy!

What's his name?

- Tanni. - Tanni, what a beautiful dog.

What about Thursday evening? The night Geirmundur was killed.

I'm pretty sure he was here then as well.

Why do you think he was sailing away with the body then?

He'd been very tense recently. Have any idea why?

He just lost his father.

- Of course he's been tense. - But, before that?

He yelled at the mayor right before he was killed.

Spat at him.

There must have been some issues between them.

They were old friends.

Old friends argue. Nothing strange about that.

Did you know Geirmundur?

Trausti.

Do you have something?

It's blood.

Can you confirm that the body is of Geirmundur Jónsson?

What was left of him, yes.

You must be pleased, Trausti.

Solving the case right after you show up.

But, the chainsaw is just linked to Geirmundur Jónsson's murder.

What about the mayor's murder?

We have reason to believe these cases are linked somehow.

Alright, that's it for now.

Thank you.

Clear this up.

Let's get a picture together.

Thanks.

Aren't you getting a little ahead of yourself?

You have nothing to link Sigurður with the murder of Hrafn.

Thanks for everything you've done.

Seriously.

Aren't you tired? You should go home and rest.

Thank you.

Alright...

Trausti's been in town for five minutes

and you're already behaving like an ogre.

Right.

Why haven't you left?

The roads are open.

You can leave with your boyfriend.

take our kids with you.

I don't have time for this.

We've been trying to wrap our heads around it all. Everyone's shocked.

It's a human tragedy.

The town is filled with people from the ferry.

How are you reacting to that?

We've been bringing in food.

Everyone's been fed. It's the least we can do.

Trying to make it as comfortable for everyone as possible.

- Alright, thanks for that. - We got it.

On the fifth day of this tragedy, a man has been arrested.

- There you are. - Thanks.

A chainsaw, thought to have been used, was found in his home.

Thanks.

Weird to see the town on tv.

Looks completely different.

A complete shithole.

We're famous though. From the town with

most murders in Iceland's history.

The body is thought to be off Geirmundur Jónsson.

Wait a minute. Was it Geirmundur who was killed?

Yeah. Where have you been?

- Hello. - Come in.

Eiríkur, give Hjörtur some coffee.

No, I'm good.

He just has to pour it into the cup.

I'm gonna see if Andri's awake.

I'll get you a cup.

Andri dear, Hjörtur is here to see you.

I'm coming.

No, just black please.

Awful what happened to Hrafn.

Morning.

I'll leave you to it.

Andri, you want this? I don't really want it.

What can I do for you?

Could we take a walk?

Sure, let's.

I can't believe it was him I took the photos of.

It was just a chunk of meat.

It didn't look like a person anymore.

At least not anyone I knew.

Do you know why he left to begin with?

No...

I met him in Spain.

Nothing planned. I was working there and...

Heard of him, so we met up.

Smoked a joint together and complained about the people here.

He just found out that he was sick.

Something serious. Kidney cancer or something.

Maybe he just wanted to come home before he died.

I gather it was Hrafn who told him to get lost in 2008.

Do you know why?

No, but he couldn't stand Hrafn. He hated him.

Why?

He was the local police chief.

No, I don't know. Something more than that.

Something personal.

If he weren't dead...

Then I'd say he was definitely the one who killed Hrafn.

Guys, I know you've all been swamped with work.

A lot of pressure.

So everyone gets a bonus at the end of the week.

I need to go to the fish factory.

- Ah, hello. - Hello.

There you are.

Leaving already?

Ah, nice to see you.

I wanted to offer my condolences.

You managed to avoid all the questions on the news last night.

Not much to say before things calm down a bit.

We expect you'll want a fjord with fewer floating bodies.

But, be sure of one thing.

We are getting this port in our town

and we'll do anything to make it happen.

Whatever it takes.

And we're relying on your support.

Have a nice trip.

You can choose. Whatever you want.

- I want a pizza. - Then we need to make it ourselves.

How are you doing champ?

I know this is difficult.

But we all need to put our chin up.

You need to stay strong. For the boy.

Yes. Of course.

How were we supposed to know to look for the body on that boat?

Maybe we should have thought of it.

Because we didn't have anything better to do?

Why would he have done it?

I know we have the body parts and the chainsaw, but...

I can't think of a motive and I see no connection with Hrafn's murder.

This isn't our only case.

You've never really talked to Joy and her sister.

I'm sure Trausti won't care if we look into the prostitution ring.

No.

He wouldn't even think of it.

Are you ready to tell us the truth?

She managed to keep her sister with her the whole time.

She's really courageous.

There she met that Lithuanian creep. Jonas or whatever his name was.

Bárður, let her speak.

- They locked her in a cabin. - Bárður!

That's not enough to arrest him, is it?

Bárður, tell me about the one who tried to ruin the snowman.

He was... like them.

Like, uhhmm... black.

It looks very clean.

Doesn't it?

You probably thought you had cleaned it really well.

Really scrubbed everything off. But it isn't so.

Tiny little blood drops, microscopic really.

Here and there.

And we know it's from Geirmundur.

This is the saw.

This is the saw that cut off his arms, his legs.

And his head.

What was it like?

When did he stop screaming?

There must have been blood everywhere.

You must have been covered in it.

And when you went through the bone, wasn't there an awful sound?

And this smell, like something burning.

Well, something was burning.

Flesh.

And bone.

Burning from the friction of the saw blade.

You can still smell it?

I want to ask you about Hrafn.

You've known him all your life. When did you start hating him?

You must have watched him for a while?

Watched the bastard burn.

Did he plead with you, through the screams?

That fucking arrogant prick.

It must have been nice.

Him asking you, pleading with you.

And you had all the power. Controlled everything.

Did you watch him fry?

See the eyeballs pop inside his skull.

They're really putting the pressure on Siggi.

in the interrogation room.

And I think you should get down here right now.

Don't you want them to know how much they've underestimated you?

We're on our way. Come on let's go.

Why don't you just let it out.

Get a pen and paper.

Now then. It's finished.

He confessed, Andri.

To both murders.

I've got it in writing.

He has an alibi for the night Hrafn was murdered.

Yes, from his wife. She tried to get him off the first one as well.

Andri, he confessed. It's over.

Thor will finish the paper work and put a copy on your desk.

It's up to you if you read it.

Hello everyone.

Most of you have probably heard, but...

the suspect confessed to both murders earlier today.

To the murder of Geirmundur Jónsson

and the murder of Mayor Hrafn Eysteinsson.

- Trausti, you don't... - No questions at this point.

I have a few words for the people of this town.

I realize that the past couple of days have been difficult.

Lift his hands.

That the team from the Reykjavík police department

were completely at the mercy of the weather.

But those words offer little condolence.

Being here, trapped in the fjord at such a difficult time.

- And no help to be found. - He didn't want to see me.

I can't understand why he didn't want to see me.

I want to thank my colleagues for all the help.

Especially Andri Ólafsson, the local police chief.

Without their contribution this would never have been resolved so quickly.

Sigurður.

You're doing the right thing.

If you keep co-operating, it will be noticed. I promise.

No, no, no!

- No! - God damn it.

Many residents witnessed this tragic event here today.

A chill is in the air after the events of the past few days.

Jesus.

Sources within the police claim that little evidence

support Sigurður's guilt in the murders.

And that the Reykjavík PD's investigation had first and foremost

been about wrapping up the case as soon as possible.

People are asking whether the evidence would have held up in court.

- Two coffees, on the tab. - Coming up.

You must be gloating.

I'm sorry he killed himself.

I'm sorry for your sake, for you knew him. And I sympathize with his wife.

But, he killed himself cause he was fucking guilty.

That's not the reason he killed himself.

Andri, he confessed.

There's nothing to link him with Hrafn's murder.

- Absolutely nothing. - He confessed.

You never mention the pad lock in your report.

Did you ask him about it?

- Why does that matter now? - It matters.

You don't mention that Geirmundur was stabbed in the heart.

Just mention the chainsaw, like that was used to kill him.

We were waiting for the autopsy report.

Oh, I see. So your theory is that he was

stabbed after he was chopped apart.

Thanks for the pep talk. Just made a bad day worse.

Does the truth not matter to you?

Are we really getting into this now?

This report feels like it was done by an amateur.

Wait a minute...

Who have you made yourself out to be in this place?

Don't tell me you're pretending to be a

hero who just wanted a quiet life?

That's not the truth is it?

You're escaping the truth.

Isn't that right, your holiness?

It's your fault...

That the girl is still missing.

And it's your fault her parents will never find peace.

And it's your fault her parents will never find peace.

And the only thing you could do

was to flee out here, to the middle of nowhere.

You got away easy.

Don't you forget that.

What girl was he talking about?

Andri, what's he on about?

He's talking about real police work.

Someone like you would never understand.

Listen...

They keep ringing from the ferry.

Shouldn't we let them leave?

I can't see any reason to keep them.

Andri!

Andri!

Andri!

Damn it, I know you're in there.

The window is broken, I'm coming in.

Sorry.

I'm not here for some damn apology.

It's freezing in here.

What happened with that girl in Reykjavík?

You know how those cases can be.

The longer they drag on...

The more likely it is the person is dead.

There was this boy.

Around twenty.

I was convinced he knew something.

He wouldn't talk to us.

Did you beat him up?

I did many things I shouldn't have.

What about the girl?

She was never found.

Trausti was my partner. I thought I could trust him.

All of a sudden he did everything by the book.

Wrote a report about me and what I did.

That's how he got his cushy job.

If I had witnessed something similar...

I don't know what I would do.

There's a reason we have rules.

I bent the rules to try and save the girl.

But, you didn't save her.

You made a mistake, Andri.

Yes.

You're right.

And I'll never be able to forgive myself.

We all make mistakes.

These last few days.

Working.

Doing real detective work. That's the real me.

The investigation isn't over.

No matter what Trausti says.

And the trafficking has to be connected to all this.

Alright.

How about we go and arrest the captain?

Do we have anything on him?

We'll think of something.

At least we caught the killer.

Did we?

Now, then.

Now he'll keep quiet forever.

Coffee?

No, thanks.

I just wanted to offer my condolences.