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Are you sure about this?

"Six months of isolationin the coldest place on Earth.

What could possibly go wrong..."

"Where's everybody?"

"How long it's been?"

"Three weeks" -"No contact?"

Hello?

"What's the situation found on the ground today?"

"Seven dead. Two missing.

And one survivor."

It's Maggie!

- Annika. - Where is she?

I need you to tell me what happened, Maggie.

Fucking asshole!

That motherfucker acts like he owns the place...

Guys! Anyone seen Miles?

"Satellite is not working..."

"Somebody knows how to fix it!"

Miles?

"That would be Miles's job..."

FIND ME

I knew you'd find me.

Come here.

Yesterday, when I said I didn't want kids...

Yes?

What I meant was...

I don't want to have kids...

just yet.

Okay...

Okay?

Just yet.

- Let it ring. - Okay.

- No, I have to pick it up. - Come on.

- Just a minute, hang on. - Annika?

No, Annika.

- Don't move. - Annika.

Don't move.

Annika speaking.

Annika?

What's going on?

- Okay, thank you for calling. - What's going on?

Damian is dead.

- Damian, who? - Damian Fowles is dead.

Who was it on the phone?

His sister.

Listen, what happened?

He...

He had a fall...

He fell from the roof of his house in London.

- He fell? - Yes.

- Did he fall or jump? - I don't know.

Was he depressed? Have you spoken to...?

- I don't know, Johan! - Okay.

- You in touch with the old team? - No.

Maybe you should call them. Call Arthur.

I just need to...

I need to clean all this.

Yes?

Come on in.

Astrid is on her way back now.

Okay.

Well?

- Nothing. - What do you mean, "nothing"?

I flew over the path to the Argentinian base. Twice.

No sign of the Sno-Cat.

So why did you land? What about the ridge?

Johan, I tried.

Listen. You should be up in the air right now,

- not wasting time chatting... - Johan!

Do you want to take a look at that storm?

It's impossible to fly in that thing.

It's almost condition one. I had to come down.

I'm not risking my life for you. I'm sorry, but I'm not.

So, calm down, Johan.

There's a dozen people in this base that depend on you.

Okay?

I'm so sorry.

Does any of them work?

- No. - Micke?

- No. - Try another.

Try over there.

- Yes! - Does it work?

Yes.

Okay.

What is it that you're looking for?

I'll know it when I see it.

Okay, so we have Aki's.

This one is working.

Heather...

Miles?

Perfect. Only Ramón's is left now.

- What's going on, Micke? - It doesn't work.

It seems like the thumb reader is disabled, can I have a look?

Can you open it?

- I can try... - Let's do it.

- I'll get on with it. - Yes.

Thanks, Micke.

Okay...

Photos, emails...

contacts, everything in it is heavily encrypted.

A military grade encryption.

Encrypted?

Can't you decrypt it, if that's even a word?

Not without the phone's pass code.

What kind of cook needs a 256-bit encryption, anyway?

THE BOOKS OF PHILOSOPHERS

SOCRATES' LIFE THE FUTURE OF MY PAST

BEYOND GOOD AND EVIL

Who the hell is...?

Hi.

How is she?

- A little better. - Okay.

Okay, I'll go see her.

No, I...

I said better. Not good.

You don't trust me?

Trust? I trust Johan. He's a good friend of mine.

- But who am I talking to? - Micke... Stop that.

If she suffers another episode,

then I'll kick you out of that room. I promise you,

nobody, and I mean nobody,

gets to speak with her until the police arrive.

Okay.

Okay. I'll...

I'll behave.

Don't pressure her.

She needs to reach the memories on her own, one by one.

I'll know if it happens.

Take it easy on her.

Okay.

Hey.

Hey.

Micke says you're doing better.

I like him.

- He's taking good care of me. - Yes, he is.

He's also not sure that you're ready.

Ready?

To tell me what happened.

After you found Miles.

Miles...

Erik and Heather found Miles.

In the snow.

Remember?

Just, just...

Just take your time.

He was...

His head...

"He was missing his head."

"Missing...

Not...

Not exactly."

So?

I want to... preamble what I'm about to say...

This is just a preliminary examination and I have...

- I understand. - I'm a GP.

- This is not my... - We get it.

Please get on with it.

Sorry.

I'm fairly certain that the cause of death

is blunt force trauma.

A hit to the back of the head.

With what?

A heavy object. Think a...

a wrench or a hammer.

Nothing too sharp or we'd be looking at deeper lacerations.

And the decapitation...

Based on the lack of a...

larger pool of blood...

Postmortem.

That's something, I suppose.

He also could have been killed in the base

and then moved outside.

The trail of blood on the snow is just a trickling.

That and the way the blood's crystallized around the neck,

I'd say he was killed outdoors.

Jesus Christ.

You all right?

I thought you army boys had seen things.

Correct me if I'm wrong but,

didn't the Taliban use to play football

with their prisoners' heads?

You watch it, Arthur.

You're a guest in this room, okay?

You can just as easily find yourself

on the other side of that door.

Aye, aye.

So,

who are we looking for now?

Someone big, strong?

Not necessarily.

He could have done it.

Or me. I'm certainly strong enough.

So you're saying...

It could be anyone.

Okay.

I'm...

bringing everyone together.

You know how some people are natural born leaders?

Well, he's not one of them.

I thought you said he was in the army.

Some people,

they join the army just to be told what to do.

When Erik was in Kabul

he led his platoon into a...

sniper trap.

Lost three.

It won't be the first time

Erik's returning home without one of his men.

NO SIGNAL

Nils,

you can't smoke here.

Aki...

Fuck off.

So...

Based on Maggie's examination,

Miles was attacked from behind and the killer could be...

a man or a woman.

So...

what you're saying is that we know jack-shit.

It could be... fucking Sporty Spice here.

Huh?

Or fucking...

Ferran Adrià and his... his fucking kitchen knives.

Nils...

Yeah...

Or maybe you finally reached the bottom of the bottle

and found the courage there to kill Miles.

- Come on! - If it looks like an asshole

- and sounds like an asshole... - Enough!

Yeah, and there's worse things than being a fucking asshole,

isn't it, Ramón, hey?

What did you just say?

- What did you just say? - Hey, I said enough!

- Come on, guys. - What did you just fucking say?

I said enough! Ramón!

Stop it.

Nils.

Nils... Don't go there.

Please.

- Fuck you. - Ramón.

We're 5000 miles away from civilization.

We're in a place where man is not supposed to survive.

Cannot survive.

We're a five-inch wall away from annihilation.

And the one thing that keeps us all together,

all alive, the only thing, is unit cohesion.

So be smart.

I for one refuse to believe,

that I'm looking at a killer right now.

It doesn't make sense.

It could be anybody, no?

It doesn't mean it has to be one of us.

Sorry, I... What are you saying, Erik?

I'm saying...

- there may be an intruder. - An intruder?

Are you serious?

We are in the South Pole.

- Arthur... - No... no!

An intruder? Why?

Where from? And for what reason?

I don't know!

I'm just saying someone may have come from the outside

killing Miles, destroying the comms.

So what do you suggest we do?

What we'd do in the army.

We search the perimeter.

If someone's come to the base,

he must have used a vehicle, right?

A vehicle leaves tracks on the ice,

tracks that we can spot. So...

Shouldn't we hold a vote?

No vote. I'm the commander.

Suit up. All of you. Now.

Come on.

"How was she?"

Annika?

Was she scared?

No...

"She seemed collected. If...

if she was scared, she didn't show it."

You'll be okay?

Yeah.

You know where to find me.

"This is Maggie, I need help! Please, come quick!

I'm 30 yards east from the comms building."

You okay?

Maggie?

What is it?

What happened?

- What's this doing here? - Jesus Christ...

Whose is this?

Nils, I...

I saw him...

I came from over there and I...

I saw him come out here and then he went...

he went back and...

I didn't know what he was doing...

Where's Nils?

Where the fuck is Nils?

I saw him go back to the station.

- It's locked. - What?

What happened?

Okay.

Shit...

Nils? Are you there?

Nils? Do you copy?

Nils,

open the door.

"I'm sorry..."

What?

What's the hold up, Erik?

Hey, you! Open the bloody door immediately!

- "I can't!" - Open the fucking door!

Hey, step back! I'm handling this!

Okay?

I'm the commander!

So give me some space! For Christ's shake!

Ramón!

"I swear to god I didn't fucking kill him.

I need... I need time!"

What do you need time for man?

It's minus 30 out here,

- "I know!" - and dropping.

"I can't fucking think if you won't shut up!"

Buddy, hey...

Hey, come on.

Just open the door, we talk this through together,

and we give you all the time you need in order to...

Come on, buddy! Hey, stay with me! Stay with me!

- Nils! - Fuck!

Well done, Erik.

Well done.

Okay.

Annika,

Arthur,

Ramón. You check the back entry to the pantry.

Perhaps he is drunk enough, and he has forgotten to lock it.

Ebba, we go to the hangar door. We check that.

Let's go!

Hey, hold on a minute. What about the rest of us?

You stay put.

Make him talk. Keep him awake!

Nils?

Nils!

Hey! Where're you going?

You can stay and freeze your ass off if you want to.

Me, I'm doing whatever I can to get inside.

There'll be service vents,

that release the exhaust of the emergency generators.

Otherwise, turning them on would be like...

leaving a car engine running inside your garage.

It's a stupid way to go.

From there...

we should be able to get out. Just gotta make sure

we land on the right side of the locked door.

Shit. There's no way we can squeeze down there.

Not in these clothes, we can't.

What the hell are you doing?

Don't you worry, big boy. You don't have to come with me.

I'll just slip inside,

unlock the door from the inside,

and "voilà",

you guys are in.

Mittens!

Okay!

Fuck, it's cold!

Are you okay?

Shit! Fuck!

You ready?

Fuck... Fuck, it's cold.

Jesus, Heather. This is crazy. Just stop.

- Are you okay? - Shit.

- Shit. - You're almost there.

- Heather? - Are you okay?

Heather?

I'm okay!

So what now?

We have to make sure Nils doesn't see her coming.

Nils?

Stop.

"Nils?"

- "Nils?" - Stop... I wish you to shut up.

"Nils, I know you can hear me! I'm not gonna stop until..."

Shut up!

Will you fucking just shush?

Will you shut up! Woman, shut up!

- "Put the bottle down. Please." - You're the one who found it!

I heard you on the fucking radio.

"If you keep drinking you'll pass out..."

You had to go sniffing around!

"And then who's gonna open the door for us, huh?"

- Fuck off! - "Hey, listen to me! Listen!"

"If you keep on like this you'll have eight more bodies

to answer for when summer comes!"

Oh yeah, blame it on good old Nils.

You wouldn't be the first one.

"Or worse. You'll get alcohol poisoning

and you won't even wake up! Is that what you want?"

Not waking up?

That sounds like a happy thought.

I'll fucking drink to that!

Hey! Hey! Wake up!

Rise and shine, motherfucker!

Hey, hey!

- Is it cold enough for you? - That's enough.

- Calm down. - Enough, why?

- He's awake. - Do you worry he's gonna

- catch a cold? - He's awake.

He left us, Erik!

To freeze to death out there.

No, I wasn't gonna do that, all right?

You killed Miles, motherfucker.

- We don't know that. - Come on!

I didn't fucking kill Miles!

Nils, shut up!

Has anybody stopped to consider why?

Why would he kill Miles?

Because they were at each other's throats

- all the time? - You don't chop

someone's head off because you don't like him.

- Whose side are you on? - This is not

about sides, this is about the truth.

- Oh, really? - Yes!

And the truth is we've known Nils for a very long time,

and he may be an asshole when he drinks.

But he's not a murderer.

Are you sure about that?

Come on, Annika,

you know perfectly well how he ended up here.

Drinking himself to death in the coldest place on Earth.

And it wasn't for the free ice,

I can tell you that, guys.

Ramón, of course I know.

Yeah, but I don't know.

So could someone please tell us what the hell happened?

Don't you fucking dare, Ramón.

Don't you fucking dare.

They don't know?

You don't like to talk about it?

You don't get to talk about her!

Ten years ago, was it ten? Yeah. Ten years ago.

His teenage daughter OD's...

Fuck you, you fucking asshole!

And there is this son of a bitch that sells her this

very bad shit. And when the police find him,

the guy's already dead. Beaten to a pulp.

- That wasn't me. - The cops couldn't prove it,

that's for sure.

But everybody knew.

Everybody knew, your wife knew it...

- It wasn't me! - That's why she left.

It wasn't fucking me, okay?

I wish to God it was!

I wish I got to do it with my bare fucking hands,

but it wasn't me!

Running away to the end of the world

wasn't enough, right? It wasn't enough to forget her.

You had to pick up the bottle and destroy everything...

You fucking asshole!

Nils, stay focused!

I'll rip your fucking throat!

- I rest my case. - Fuck you!

- Nils! - Fuck him!

We cannot find a man guilty

based purely on hearsay.

With all due respect, Erik.

Yes, everyone's innocent until proven guilty,

I'll give you that...

But it was his saw that severed Miles' head.

His tool of trade.

It's certainly something Annika and I don't use in the lab.

Maggie,

did you really see him?

Did you see him trying to get rid of it?

- Yes. - So what?

His saw...

What should we do, then? Huh?

Strip him naked? Toss him out into the ice to die?

And which one of you is going to do it, huh?

Who takes the credit?

Yeah...

I didn't think so.

Look...

Look, look... Okay... I... I did, I went into my room,

and I... I was going to get my gear ready.

I was gonna go outside.

I was gonna help to find Miles' killer.

And I... and I saw it...

It was... It was deep inside my closet.

It was behind my boots! Okay?

"The saw was covered in blood."

And...

And I...

I knew how bad it looked!

And I knew that you guys wouldn't believe me!

So I buried it... Okay? But I didn't...

I didn't kill Miles.

I'm...

- I'm being framed... Okay? - Liar...

I am being fucking framed, Ramón!

And whoever did it,

is right here, right now, in this room.

Me and Heather have been going on and on, but

but I don't think I've heard you say more than

two words all winter.

In Denmark, winters aren't for soul searching,

they're for drinking.

So what made you sign up

for this crazy murder mystery party then?

Eight years ago,

when Lukas had gambled all our savings away,

this was the quickest way to dig us out of the hole.

A stitch is a stitch anywhere in the world, and...

you know, here they pay double for it.

Sounds like an asshole.

Yeah, I spent that winter hating him.

It wasn't the money, really. It was...

spending six months without seeing Viktor and Lilly.

But then, I came back home and...

Some say that people don't change but... Lukas did.

But now you're back.

Unfortunately.

What, because Lukas has...

No, no.

He's been on the straight and narrow ever since.

I don't know. I guess the kids are older now, so...

Maggie!

Jesus!

You scared me.

I was looking for you.

We got him, right, so...

Now all we have to do is sit tight and wait.

I was thinking about what Nils said...

About the saw.

You believe him?

I don't know.

Look... It doesn't make sense...

First he screws up the comms...

That's premeditated.

Then he kills Miles. And then...

he cuts his head off?

Must've really hated him.

I don't think it was personal.

Miles was our comms guy,

the only one who could fix our radio.

So, he wanted to isolate us?

But then, why the head?

I think it's a message.

A message?

"Be afraid...

Be very fucking afraid..."

Hey! Oh! Nils! Hey!

Nils! Don't die! Don't die! Hey!

Help, help! Somebody, help!

Nils!

Help! Help, somebody!

"Help! Somebody, help!

Nils! Don't die, don't die!"

Nils! Hey! Nils!

Hey!

Don't die!

Help!

Maggie!

He's dead...

He's dead!

So you didn't go and talk to Nils with Aki?

Nils was dead by the time I got there.

So how do you know?

What?

What happened when Aki found him. How do you know?

He told me.

He told you he found him bleeding.

- Yes. - But you didn't see for yourself?

I know it.

- I knew him. - Yeah, but...

I know how it is.

Six months...

Trapped in a tin can,

seeing the same faces day after day.

Now, strangers they start looking like family.

But the ice calls the strangest kind of people.

People on the run.

People with something to hide.

My first winter here,

I met this telescope operator, Jacob.

He would call his wife every single day,

the whole winter.

Spent an hour on the phone with her.

But the day before our return flight...

he shows up dead.

He slit his wrists...

in the shower.

Later we found out that his wife had died a year ago.

And Jacob, he was wanted for questioning.

So, all that I'm saying is...

a lot of the people here are not who they say they are.

Not really.

So how do you know?

How do you know about Aki?

Look, Aki didn't do it, okay?

"A human being

frozen inside a thousand year old glacier?"

"But doctor, that's impossible!

No human being

had set foot in Antarctica

before the 19th century!"

"Impossible, yet here it is,

right in front of us..."

Hey. What are you watching?

The Polaris' submission

to the Antarctica Short Film Festival.

And?

Let's just say I'm not surprised

the Indian station kicked our butts.

You cannot beat Bollywood numbers!

"You...

have awakened the ice beast!

Kill him!"

"Dr. Imamura!

I've got the test results

and you will not believe this.

His cells!

His cells, they are not...

animal cells at all. They are...

plant cells!"

Johan!

I have tested a few different radio frequencies, and...

I found something.

What is it then?

It's a recording.

A message playing in a loop.

It's broadcasted by a short range radio.

Short range?

How short?

Very short.

I think the signal's coming from inside the station.

Okay, do we know where from exactly?

"...anyone...

...please... contact...

...Team immediately...

...communications... are in urg... medical assistance.

...anyone... Annika Lundqvist...

...communications... are in urg... assist..."

This...

is a Doppler Direction Finder.

It's very simple. You just hold it like this,

The antenna goes forward,

and then you just follow the directions on the screen.

- So, like this? - Yes, exactly.

- The way it's pointing? - Yes, correct.

"...ost our sat...

...this... an SOS. I repeat...

...this... an S..."

Fuck!

"...please co... International Emergency Res...

...urgent need of medical assistance..."

Maybe it's downstairs?

- It must be down... - Yes.

"Expedition wintering at Polaris VI..."

Okay, go!

"...SOS... this..."

"...please contact...

...International Emergency Response Team immediately...

...llite communica..."

No, here.

"...in urgent need of medical assistance...

...Dr. Annika Lundqvist...

...the scientific expedition wintering at Polaris VI..."

Underground?

"...SOS... this...

...is an SOS...

...gency Response Team immediat...

...we have los... our ...tellites commu...

...urgent need of medical ass...

...Dr. Annika Lundqvist...

...member of the scientific expedition wintering

at Polaris VI... this...

...we have lostall our satellite communica...

...we... a... in... gent need of medical assistance..."

In there. Have we been to the tunnel?

I don't think so.

"...name is Dr. Annika..."

Didn't I say, "search the whole station"?

- The whole station. - They didn't think...

They didn't think anyone could be out there?

Come on, help me.

"...an SOS. If anyone is li...

...please contact the International Emergen...

...mmediately...we have lost our satellite...

...are in urgent need of medical assistance...

...name is Dr. Annika Lundqvist, member of the scientific..."

- Okay, this way. - This?

Yes.

"...this is an SOS..."

"...contact the International Emergency Response Team...

...we have lost all our satellite communication...

...urgent need of medical assistance...

...my name is Dr. Annika Lundqvist...

...Polaris VI, this is an SOS...

...I repeat, this is...

...SOS...

...if anyone is listening...

...please contact

the International Emergency Response Team immediately..."

It's right here.

"...lost all our satellite communication,

and we are in urgent need of medical assistance...

...my name

is Dr. Annika Lundqvist. Member..."

Shit, she's clever...

What is it?

This is the last option.

The phone doesn't work, the radio doesn't work.

She's hoping someone from the outside hears it.

Let go!

Arthur...

I don't know where Annika is.

She was alive the last time I saw her.

I've been in those tunnels for weeks!

Surviving on emergency rations!

I haven't seen the light of day in... God knows how long.

I... I didn't even know that the winter was over.

So when the lights in the tunnel went on,

I thought she'd found me.

She?

Maggie...

She's alive, isn't she?

Being a good little girl...

Playing the victim...

You can't trust her, Johan.

She did it.

She killed them all.