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Good to see you again.

I have a task for you.

In the last round of the game, Dennis and Magan were exposed in the council chamber.

Magan, I voted for you.

I care about you, Dennis, but...

Dennis eventually had to say goodbye.

You guys are off track. I am Faithful.

The Faithful ones have disappeared like pearls on a string,

but the Traitors aren't necessarily safe.

I know who it is. I know who it is.

I’ll say it again. I’m really unsure about Mia.

- Mia, I know it’s you. - Another murder.

Mia and Gaute felt they had to make a risky choice.

- We need to get Ylva out. - But she has a shield room visit.

- It’s risky. - But we should take it.

SCREEN MEDIA Tone Hauge

It’s time for the second to last round of the game.

Whether the Traitors have succeeded in killing Ylva remains to be seen.

But one person who has undoubtedly survived the night is Magan.

Well, well? This has never happened before.

I came in for breakfast today and was the first one.

That I’m still here is a miracle. After yesterday.

The Traitors have been clever. None of the Faithful ones trust each other.

Eating everything before they arrive. Treating me like a Traitor.

After all I’ve done for them.

The Faithful ones are fucked. We are shattered. Torn apart and played with.

It's about to get real.

- Damn. - Hey.

- We’re alive. - Yeah, oh my god.

- Good to see you. - Good to see you too.

Exciting to come into breakfast when it’s just Magan.

He’s the one I have the best control over.

I have to say it like it is, Gaute. My ass...

- Is on the line. - So I have nothing to lose today.

Today is just about shooting. Rodeo time.

- Was it nice to sit here alone? - Yeah.

Oh.

Hey.

The boys are here.

Can you believe we’ve been sitting here for so long? It’s totally awesome.

Fingern and Magan are here. Fingern and Kølla are both here.

If there is a god, he has a good sense of humor, you know.

- How are you doing? - Good, just a bit stressed.

I'm just afraid of getting "capped"-

- in the group. - Which group?

The ones who haven't been in the shield room. That's a bit extra scary then.

Yeah, I forgot that shield.

I actually hope that taking out someone in the shield group and hitting...

If Ylva gets killed, it could indicate-

that someone from the shield group killed her.

- It was Geir, me... - You, Geir, Anette, -

Ylva and Dennis.

Honestly, I just want to cast suspicion on everyone in the shield room group.

That's good for me and Mia.

So if I’m thinking right, it’s a smart choice if it works.

- Hey ho, Captain Jack! - Sparrow.

Oh, oh, oh!

- Okay. - Come on.

Mia, who got killed last night? That’s the question.

Or could someone have been tempted?

The risk of trying to kill Ylva is that she has a shield-

and comes to breakfast.

Geir Olin.

Are you all still here?

We could trip hard right before the finish line, -

but that’s a bit fun too. Because now, something is happening.

Instead of playing it safe. We’re not going to play it safe.

- Did you sleep well, Geir? - I’ve slept better here than at home.

- Is that true? - I’m so comfortable at home, -

and here I’m burning in hell. It’s probably more exhausting to be here.

Who are we missing? It’s Chris and Ylva.

Is it just those two?

- Ylva and Chris left. - Then I think it’s Chris.

Poor guy. He was really scared of that too.

"Now I’m going to get killed, man."

- Did he say that? - Yeah.

- Oh. - We shouldn’t write anyone off.

Hello, who is it? Chris?

Oh!

I’m tired now.

- Hey. Great to see you. - Oh my god.

But does someone have to be killed now?

Can’t someone be tempted?

- If Ylva comes now, someone is tempted. - Yeah, then we’re fucked.

It’s a bit fun not to know for sure if someone is going home.

There’s a 20 percent chance that Ylva has a shield. Very exciting.

- Oh, there was... - It’s not Ylva.

- Ylva-baby... - Ylva-baby is dead.

- She’s dead. - Killed by someone around this table.

- Taste that. - Yeah, a bitter pill to swallow.

- You’re slimier than me. - I’m a slimy man.

But she was in the shield group.

Yes, she was, so they took a chance there.

It was a very calculated risk to kill Ylva last night.

Unfortunately, she let something slip.

I felt I had to say it, in case I get murdered.

- But you were in the shield room? - Yes, but there were 5 of us there.

Right, yeah...

If I get killed now...

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah... "You are hereby dead."

Mia...

I see you. But that was really stupid, though.

But I’m glad I got to tell someone that I think it’s Mia.

Before I have to float away.

It’s very sad that we’ve sent out so many nice Faithful ones. Shameful.

But we’ve also sent home some ugly Traitors.

I think Gaute and I play surprisingly well together.

People are completely sure that someone in the shield room group is a Traitor.

Holy shit, what a place.

Have you ever wondered what happens when we die?

Today you’re going to get a taste of that.

Spread out in the cars. We’re going to meet some old acquaintances.

Come on.

There was a Traitor in the shield room yesterday.

- I believe that. - I’m completely sure of it.

Because I didn’t get the shield, nor did Ylva or Geir.

- Thomas said he didn’t get it. - I don’t believe that.

It’s hard in this game to say one hundred percent that you trust someone.

There are some people in here who are playing a really good game.

So I can’t say that, -

other than I’m taking a chance on Gaute and Mia.

I still think there’s someone in the shield group. There has to be someone there.

It’s easy to get turned around in the car, but today they actually listened to me.

Did you talk to Geir yesterday after the council room, Anette?

He asked if I had gotten the shield.

- Why is he asking about that? - Yeah, I was wondering that too.

- You shouldn’t talk about it. - I didn’t answer him.

- So he’s also on the radar. - Yeah, he will be then, -

because it’s strange to ask about.

He has gotten himself into the game and understands the deal.

So bringing him a bit into the game as a Traitor is-

- a clever and smart choice, I think. - Yeah.

I feel a bit guilty, because we’re sitting here lying-

and going along with her theories. She was so happy-

that we were completely in agreement with that theory.

It’s painful, because she’s such a wonderful lady, but that’s how it is, you know.

There are some Traitors who have been grinning with gold teeth-

- three nights in a row. - And having a good time.

You just have to play. It’s fun, it is. Fun, fun, fun, Geir!

- I feel very safe with you two. - Thanks.

- I voted for you, Gaute. - Yeah.

Are you still on that thought, miss?

The players are now entering the realm of death.

Additionally, some of them will meet someone who knows the game-

better than most.

- Hi. - Hi, hi.

My very much alive friends.

- Hey there. - Welcome.

As I said, today you will get to visit some old acquaintances.

You will be transported one by one into the realm of death-

through this coffin.

Inside, you will find several urns.

Your task is to find out which urn weighs the most.

Each urn has a code, so if you choose the right urn, -

you should have enough information to open the coffin with the silver.

You have a scale to help you.

But you can only use it two times.

- Oh wow. - Who’s first?

Anette and I will do it together.

- Remember to send a couple of skis, folks. - Promise.

So I can ski in heaven.

I think the mission is exciting, and everyone is happy to be alive.

- Into the realm of death. - Bye, Anette.

This is very strange.

Can you speed it up a bit with me, so I can get a little thrill?

- Oh my, oh my. - Come on.

Send me in. I’m not afraid of death.

Oh my God.

Not much humor here. It’s all about death.

- Okay, who wants to... - Go ahead.

- And you want a bit of speed? - Yes, do it.

- Rocket speed into the realm of death? - Yes, Geir, you can help out.

Now we can have a little fun while we’re here, so I’m asking for a bit of extra speed.

And I got it.

Get out of the way!

(crash) Oh, oh, oh!

(laughter)

Last one into the realm of death.

- Safe travels. - It’s a strange experience.

Is that Geir?

Yes!

Look at the performance. You’re playing so well.

Oh my God.

I'm still alive.

The players have ten minutes to find the urn that weighs the most.

The scale can be used twice, but it doesn’t give us any numbers.

So we need to find the two candidates we think are the heaviest, -

- and weigh them against each other. - Then we’ll start to get a sense.

- Should I start? - But maybe there’s one-

that is lead-heavy compared to the others?

That the weight is just a trick, a deception.

I'm so prepared for the fact that the tasks will completely fool us.

I trust neither the participants nor the tasks.

And there’s a reason for that, because we get tricked in our heads and our butts.

Is it really that simple, that the one who weighs the most is the heaviest?

The one which is heaviest, there lies a code.

It sounds simple, but I bet there isn’t much difference...

I'm just thinking... Is it like this-

that the one who weighed the most of the participants...

No, we probably shouldn’t look at people’s BMI.

Geir thinks that the task is-

how fat the different participants who have been killed are.

And the fattest is the one you’re supposed to find.

The ashes of the heaviest participant must weigh more than the ashes of the lightest.

Folks, a bit more info. Six of the urns are exactly the same weight.

One is just a tiny bit heavier, and the name on it, -

- is completely irrelevant. - It’s not BMI.

- You talked about having 130 in IQ. - But I’m not good at math.

But it’s not math, it’s logic.

Feel around if you find one candidate.

If we end up with two candidates, we’ll have to weigh them against each other.

I think we should put three here and three there.

- It’s something different than one against one here. - Yes, it is. Clearly.

Surprising that six adult people say we should-

feel this and weigh one by one.

It’s clear that there’s a smarter solution.

We weigh three against three of those we think are exactly the same.

If it stays completely still, the last one...

- Is heavier. - Yes.

My beautiful Traitor-son understands that we can take 3 and 3,-

and then we remove the one we think is heaviest.

He has looks, brains and a Traitor’s cape.

Good thinking. It was Gaute who said that.

I guess my IQ is... What did Einstein have? 170?

- Everyone but Jon Ludvig? - Agreed, he was the heaviest.

- This one is heavier than that one. - So exciting.

If it tips over, there’s one that’s heavier there.

- Now you’re not holding, right? - Now it’s in the middle?

- Is it in the middle? - Yes, it is.

- But we get one more try. - Should we put Jon Ludvig here?

We can try with him.

Gaute is a clever man.

He says we should put three...

Because we see that there are three marks on the scale.

- Yes! - Very good.

Then we go for Jon Ludvig.

Very well played, Gaute. You are wise.

- Don’t lose it. - What does it say here?

396.

Yes!

- Silver. - But we’re not done yet.

"You have found the heaviest urn. The reward is 10 silver bars."

"Choose four people to carry these out of the realm of the dead."

"You can choose how many each person takes with them,"

"but all four must have at least one."

- Anette Bøe will take seven. - Yes.

"Once the choice is made, you can exit through the coffin."

"The four with silver first."

Of course, it shouldn’t be easy. There should be a little twist.

- Anette, I trust you. - Thanks.

Anyone voting that we trust Anette?

- This is kind of a micro-council chamber. - It’s the logic from the council chamber...

- Then we’ll take it further. - Then I’m one of them.

Can’t you two choose two people you want to bring along?

- Mia. - Thanks.

Chris.

The players choose to trust Anette, Geir, Mia, and Chris.

Three for you, Anette.

- This is only two. - One more is coming.

And then you get three, Geir, and you two each get one.

Anette and Geir are responsible for three silver bars each.

Mia and Chris get two.

But the silver isn’t necessarily in safe hands because of that.

Now, the chosen ones will meet me to make an important choice.

I have a lot of faith in Anette, that she is Faithful.

I believe Anette will choose for the team’s best.

- Hi. - Hi, Mads.

The final is approaching. I have an offer for you now-

that can significantly increase your chances of getting to the final.

You can, in exchange for some silver, -

get a chance to end up in the shield room.

Does that tempt you?

Yes, it does.

- And it’s one silver bar? - Yes.

- Okay, then I’m tempted. - Go in there for further instructions.

Good luck.

Do you want to play a game?

I come out with three silver bars and get a question from Mads-

about whether I want the shield room.

Then I think that I can sacrifice one silver bar-

to see what’s behind the next door.

And as I walk through the door, I regret it like crazy.

Do you want to play a game?

Torstein Bae, the chess master of the century, stares me in the eyes.

And I didn’t react at all, because I’m not listening on that side.

He must have been really confused. Sorry!

No, I don’t really know if I want to play a game.

Sit.

Then I totally freak out.

Because I realize that I’m going to play against him.

I’ve never been anywhere near a chessboard.

Anette and Torstein are going to play a game where the goal is-

to be the one who does NOT have to remove the last bone from the table.

They take turns and can take as many bones as they want, -

as long as they are removed from the same row.

- Are the rules understood? - Not really, but okay.

Do you want me to start or do you want to start?

You can start.

Yeah...

I’m going to lose that match against Torstein.

- Do you want to play again? - No, I don’t want to play anymore.

Not against you. I don’t stand a chance.

I don’t dare to bet more silver bars, because the team needs to keep them.

- Thanks for the game. - Likewise.

I’m really curious about what they have been able to do on the other side.

It’s not good news if it’s about shield room opportunities.

I don’t care what they choose.

It’s the Traitors who shouldn’t get silver bars.

Giving it to Geir isn’t exactly safe, given-

what he said yesterday. He wanted to know if Anette got a shield.

Very strange, because you shouldn’t talk about that if both are Faithful.

I have an offer for you that could significantly increase your chances-

of making it to the finals.

If you go in there, you can in exchange for one silver bar-

get a chance to end up in the shield room.

- The only chance for a shield room? - Correct.

I know that I’m Faithful and need protection.

Claiming that a shield isn’t important to me is a lie.

A stupid lie. I feel exposed to being killed because I’m Faithful.

- But is there a trap here? - Am I the type to set traps?

Yes.

- You know what? I’m not doing it. - Sure?

- No, I’m not sure. - Let me know when you’re sure, then.

There’s a trap there, and I also think-

that the game doesn’t want either of us in the shield room.

Much more fun for the game if we’re hanging around.

- I’m not doing it. - Not? Faithful to the community.

- See you later. - Maybe we won’t see each other.

And then one came... It was totally insane...

Drive her a bit further away. There’s so much noise.

- Yes, it’s getting close to the finals. - Yes.

You can get an offer that on paper-

increases your chances of making it to the finals.

In exchange for one silver bar-

you can go in there and get a chance to enter the shield room.

I have to take that.

I need to put a silver bar on the table. Because it would be really strange-

for me, being Faithful not to want the shield room.

- Can I think about it? - Yes, of course.

No, I have to take it. I’m really exposed.

Yes, of course you are.

- I’ll take it. Oh my God. - Good luck.

I don’t understand. Am I just supposed to take one?

- Uh! - Do you want to play a game?

- God... - Sit down.

First of all, I jump because Torstein Bae pokes me on the back.

I can’t play against you. That’s just... It’s not going to work.

My first instinct is that I can’t beat him no matter what.

- Are the rules understood? - No, and they won’t be either.

- And I start? - You decide.

You have to start.

96 in pulse.

- Huh? - I can take the whole row, yes.

- I haven’t understood that! - Take as many as you want at a time.

Okay, I’ll take one.

Now I’ve lost.

- Damn. - Good.

- That’s not good! - At least you understood the game.

Shall we play again?

Who am I to beat Torstein Bae? I know that, -

but then he brags and says: "Now you understood."

And then I’m a bit like: "Oh, thanks, Torstein."

No, okay, fine...

Okay, I’ll play one more time.

I’m not a gambler.

It worries me that it’s taking so long.

Yeah, there must be something going on.

I’ll play one more time and actually think I can win.

Now I didn’t think it through.

I didn’t think it through, I didn’t think it through...

Fuck, fuck, fuck... I can’t take it!

- You played well. - No, I played like crap!

- Thanks for the game. - You’re welcome!

- Good luck. - I can say thanks. Thanks.

For my part, I have a lot to learn-

by not believing that I can beat Torstein Bae-

in anything other than maybe penalty shots from seven meters in handball.

The last one in is Chris. Since no one has managed to win yet, -

he will get the shield, if he manages to beat Torstein.

Do you want to play a game?

- Yes. - Sit down.

I was terrified when I saw him.

The loser is the one who has to take the last leg.

You’re such a wild player, aren’t you? This is a cowardly team.

I’ve never played video games, chess, or cards.

I ran out into the woods and carved cool swords, I did.

Do you want me to start, or do you want to start?

- I think you can start. - Then I’ll start by taking one.

- Like this? - You can do that, absolutely.

You came out strong, yeah.

I don’t know.

- So I’ve lost? - Yes.

Good. You can play again.

Then it was us. The three guys no one trusts.

I feel like I’m in a room with two Traitors.

At least one.

- Thomas, I’m Faithful. - Yeah, me too.

I’m Faithful too.

Gaute is so damn clever, and slips away so much.

Magan is also clever, but even more confusing.

If you’re going to hit, you should aim there. If you aim at me, you’ll screw up.

Now, we have a little time for ourselves. We need to work.

People tried to vote me out, so I’m trying to convince Thomas-

that it’s not me, and I’m trying to convince Gaute-

not to shoot wildly.

These are just my thoughts. Ylva got shot yesterday.

- Is that what we’re calling it now? - We can’t joke, we don’t have time.

She got shot yesterday, and one doesn’t...

If you’re a Traitor, it’s stupid to go into the final with an extra Faithful.

If you shoot at the shield room, you’ll miss.

- It’s a bit like this... - You’re thinking of Geir now?

Magan is trying to get me to vote Geir out.

I voted for Magan yesterday and feel that the game he’s playing now, -

is a deluxe Traitor game.

But it’s almost too obvious too.

He’s a mess of a player. He’s hard to read, -

but I feel that Magan... is a Traitor.

As a Faithful, I think-

that the team wants me to be in the shield room.

I want the shield, and I’m afraid of getting killed.

And I think that if I get really lucky, it’ll work.

You choose. Do you want to start?

You’re starting, it seems.

I’ll take these two.

I hope my grandmother is with me now. I need you now...

That’s questionable.

But do I only lose if I take it away?

Feel free to sit with me here longer.

I don’t want to leave now.

- Alright. - Good game. Good luck.

Two different people sitting across from each other-

and fighting over something big. One was doomed to fail.

You came out of the realm of death with 10 silver bars.

I need to double-check that we have the same amount now. Can you bring out the silver?

Mia comes back with a gambler's face-

and is empty-handed. That doesn’t look good.

Two or three from Geir. Anette two.

She’s clearly stressed, because she sees that Anette-

and Geir are pulling up a lot of cash, while she has gambled away everything.

Five silver bars left. Anyone want to explain why?

Why didn’t you bet everything to get the shield room?

- We need you in there. - I didn’t understand that.

I just wanted to apologize for losing your trust.

Because I’ve gambled away one. So I misunderstood.

I feel like Mia is trying to prove to all of us that she-

must be Faithful, because she who has such a need for the shield is Faithful.

I’m not buying that, though.

Mia today, she overplayed.

"Oh no, Anette!"

I’m going for Mia. Mia is a Traitor.

- Just explain. - Yes, we played against Torstein Bae.

We could have bet the silver against a shield room, right?

What don’t you understand?

It sounds like a confession of gambling addiction.

- No. - "One silver bar at a time."

- I misunderstood. - No, you didn’t misunderstand.

You have a good heart, but I would have bet...

- Grab her by the neck. - Let’s hear it.

I wouldn’t have cared that much about the silver bars.

Now we’re so close that we need Faithful people in the shield room, not Traitors.

Actually, I think very few would have gotten a spot in the shield room.

The fact that Mia is SO focused on everyone betting all their silver bars-

to get a spot in the shield room as Faithful, -

maybe it shines through that she’s trying to show-

how Faithful she is. That was a bit scary.

The good thing is that you now have a lot to discuss.

- Super fun. - There’s no shield room.

See you in the council hall.

- Sorry. - No, don’t say that.

Geir didn’t go for the shield room. Why wouldn’t he want the shield room?

Then he’s a Traitor, then.

He’ll say that he didn’t understand the rules.

He understands a lot about the game.

- He has reasoned very well. - Yes.

So I don’t believe that he doesn’t understand anything more.

- I see that. - I’m more and more sure about Geir.

I feel so confused.

If I had to go back to elementary school again, I wouldn’t pass.

Everything can be twisted against you. It’s almost impossible to secure yourself-

as Faithful and a Traitor. You can’t leave the right traces.

- The tasks drill you all the time. - Yes, it’s very difficult.

We understand just as little about what’s happening in the game.

You can choose not to gamble away the silver bars-

to prove your loyalty, but be exposed.

- You can do that as a Traitor. - Yes.

But why does Mia say: "I wanted you to end up in the shield room?"

- That was very strange. - Yes.

When Mia comes out and says: "Oh no, that’s unbelievable..."

She plays it up. You know Mia from before.

You’re just like: "Huh?" "I wanted you two..."

- But she’s smarter than that? - No!

- I take it a bit as overacting. - Me too.

- Yes, that was weird. - To cover up what?

- That she’s a Traitor. - But isn’t that too thick...

But, Geir, people start to loosen up a bit towards the end, right?

Mia’s game today... She overplayed it completely.

She’s a Traitor!

And the only thing I hear is that it’s Geir.

It leans very towards Geir for me.

- I think Geir. - You think Geir?

But I don’t think Geir is a Traitor.

Why are you sneaking around?

It’s Mia. It has to be Mia.

You’re setting fire to the hat. I don’t understand why you’re sneaking.

I’m trying to listen to what they’re saying. Be quiet.

How should we proceed? How should we proceed...

- I’m trying to pretend I’m listening. - Pretending? You’re listening.

Magan is so sneaky. He’s standing over there, listening.

Now he’s an expert at raising suspicion around himself.

- Magan is right around the corner. - And listening?

There’s one thing I want to find out before the council hall.

It’s who the Traitor is. Magan or Mia?

Do you understand what has happened by not doing what you did?

- That it’s suspicious... - Yes, it’s both suspicious-

and a Faithful trace. It’s both.

Yes, but it’s not a tactical Faithful trace.

- Yes. - No, the more-

Faithful in that shield room, -

the greater the chance for a majority tomorrow.

Absolutely, I see all of this.

It’s also very thick and overly obvious as a Traitor.

I think Mia could be a Traitor.

But I think Ylva was killed in the shield group.

- That’s also a trace. - Yes, a Traitor could have gotten a shield.

Yes, who knows who doesn’t have. Did you know who had-

- a shield last night? - No.

My tactic is that the shield room-group shouldn’t get away.

And the best card we have today, is poor Geir.

So the shield room hasn’t talked together?

Are you a Traitor and shooting a person who was in the shield room, -

how is that possible? Why would you take that chance?

It’s very risky.

I think it’s Magan and Mia.

I’m pretty sure about Mia. It could be Mia and Thomas.

But it’s Mia. I think it’s Magan and Mia.

We need to use the hints we have now.

From the tasks today and yesterday.

We can get a lot of information from there. The shield room: jackpot.

Geir and I are going to talk tactics, and then I realize-

that I’ve never talked tactics with Geir.

Who has to run out and disguise themselves as if they are in the shield room?

And who is holding the silver?

- I’m holding the silver. - I know that.

- That’s why I don’t think it’s you. - I think you think that, but it’s...

- I’m 100% sure it’s not you. - Now you’re lying.

I know you’re telling the others that you think it’s me.

When I talk to Magan, he says:

"But I don’t have you..." He’s lying through his teeth.

- A hundred percent. - Fun, fun. Many possibilities-

- all the time. - All the time.

But I’m not getting any wiser. I like you a lot, -

but I don’t understand anything more about the game when we talk together.

And that’s not going to change.

I don’t understand anything more after talking to you.

- I laugh every time we’re together. - Me too.

But I don’t understand anything more after we’ve talked, that’s for sure.

- See you in the council room. - I love you.

I love you too. Kind of.

Thomas and I are in a vulnerable situation regarding the shield group yesterday, -

since Ylva was killed. I’m going into the council room-

and I’m prepared to defend myself.

I’m very curious about how much of the council room-

will turn against me today. I need to step up.

Maybe I should bet on Magan. Or Mia. I don’t fucking know.

It’s not easy.

My goal is to get Mia out.

But people are either too scared or don’t want to. Chris is afraid of Mia.

He says she reminds him of his mother who is strict and clear.

Now that I’m going in, I’m open to hearing-

something that convinces me.

Something more than what I’m thinking right now.