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Hello.

Could you please get out?

Is there a problem?

Maybe.

I'd like to look in your bag.

Why?

Do I know you?

I don't think so.

I pay little attention to older men.

Can we go now?

Well,

shit.

Any idea who he could be?

Any idea where the book could be?

He's the kidnapper. He recognized me.

My mother almost recognized you.

That's how it is when you betray your professor to make the front page.

I'd like my dress back. Thanks.

What?

What do we do now?

I have to think of something else. I can't rely on you two.

No self-control.

But heart, at least.

Finally.

That's him.

-Andi? What about him? -Don't play dumb.

He's the kidnapper.

-You're in on it. -Utter nonsense.

This is Andreas Winter, a journalist.

-Yes, that's him. No doubt about it. -Where was I taken?

I said I don't know.

But I don't believe you.

Okay, then don't.

I have to find that lab and learn what happened to me.

-Good luck. -Guests at this hour.

They were just leaving.

-Bye. -Bye.

You have to help me.

I don't have…

to do anything.

I'll send my contact info for the boat.

-That's very kind. -That's what island neighbors are for.

Have I introduced you to Dr. Winter? He's an excellent science journalist.

-A scientist at heart. -That's true.

Everything he says is a little beyond me.

-It's nice you came. Get home safely. -Thank you.

-Have a nice evening. -You too.

Why was Mia here?

Because I invited her.

May I ask why?

I like to keep an eye on my investments.

Is that a problem for you?

No.

Good.

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WOLFGANG VON FÜRSTENBERG PRIZE FOR BIOLOGY RESEARCH

Everything okay?

Yeah, it's all right.

Just read it later.

Yeah.

DR. REUTHER (THERAPIST) MOBILE

DECLINE

Actually, I don't want to go home, to Lotta and everything.

It may also be a little unsafe. I'm sure Winter knows where you live.

Yeah, for sure.

Sleep at my place, if you don't want to go home.

Yeah, that might be a good idea. To be on the safe side.

Yeah.

Why always me?

I wonder that too.

Not why always you, but why always me.

Everyone is the sun of their own universe.

I was always scared my Huntington's would kick in.

That my personality would change,

or my brain would deteriorate.

But the shit happening to you is almost even worse.

It definitely is for you, but for me too.

I'm just scared I'll…

I'll forget who I am.

What I'm made of.

What drives me.

My memories are all I have.

The worst thing is I don't know who I can trust anymore.

Lotta, Niklas, Lorenz, my therapist…

myself.

You can trust me.

Even if I have to return every three weeks because you've forgotten.

Just never lie to me again, okay?

I lied another time.

When I said there was another woman.

That I wasn't faithful either.

There wasn't anyone.

No idea why, I just thought when you said--

I'M AT THE BAKERY

You're bleeding.

You're bleeding here.

Can I get my ball back?

You brat!

Wait, Ben!

Ben!

Where are you?

Ben!

Emma!

Ben!

Emma?

Ben?

Emma!

Emma!

Ben!

My name is Emma Mia Engels.

My name is Emma Mia Engels.

My brother is Ben Engels.

My name is Emma Mia Engels. My brother is Ben Engels.

Hey, what happened?

I'm forgetting my brother.

My brother is Ben Engels.

-Who are you calling? -The hospital.

They should examine you again.

Hey.

Yes, hello. My name is Wiesner. Can I speak to neurology?

Yes, thanks.

Yes, I'm calling about Mia Akerlund.

We were there early this week and have to come by again.

That's right, Dr. Ottes.

Okay, great.

Yes, we'll manage that.

Okay.

Yes, thank you. Bye.

In an hour, they'll fit you in.

Can we stop by my place to get clean clothes?

Hey.

How you live is eye-opening.

We're off to lunch. Wanna come?

I'm not feeling so good.

Mia.

I'm sorry about Niklas.

I told Ole and Chen-Lu not to tell you because I…

I was looking for the right moment. You already knew and were fine with it.

I really like him.

Some things aren't meant to be.

We have to go.

Problems?

No idea.

INFORMATION ON SONICATION

This is Dr. Ottes. I asked for Mia Akerlund's files.

Even an intern can see these can't be her files.

Akerlund.

-With a "K" or "CK"? -"K."

With a "K."

Yes.

July 10th.

Really?

Are you sure?

I'll get back to you. Thanks.

Did you detect anything?

The light areas represent a change in the parieto-occipital cortex.

What kind of change?

Atrophy.

My brain is deteriorating?

This suggests a form of Creutzfeldt-Jakob,

but I've never seen it spread so quickly.

Mad cow disease.

But it's actually impossible. The progression is very atypical. Odd.

Your prognosis?

We still have to do an EEG and a CSF exam.

But if it keeps spreading at this rate, then I'd guess

you'll have cognitive and motor functions for another week or two.

And

a life expectancy of one to two months.

I'm very sorry.

OFFSETTING SIDE EFFECTS

NEGATIVE EFFECTS

REVERSAL

It's not necessarily Creutzfeldt-Jakob.

I'm afraid that's not the point, Ms. Akerlund.

So we're also not sure it can't be reversed if you have the key.

You can be sure that we can give you the best possible medical care here.

Yes, I have to go.

Yes, but you need help.

Exactly.

So? Good? Bad?

Bad, but also good. Both. I remembered something.

There's a chance of recovery.

-I wrote it down. -What does that mean?

No idea, but it'd be nice to find out quickly.

I remember where Winter put the red book.

Gold letters, Roman numerals on the spine. I can get it.

What do you need?

What?

Calm down. Okay, what are the facts?

Lotta's father had Mia abducted and something was done to her brain

that caused a sort of artificial Creutzfeldt-Jakob.

Bovine spongiform encephalopathy?

-Yes. -Something similar.

The crucial thing is it's reversible.

I found something in that lab that can reverse it,

and it starts with S-O-N.

Yeah, but I mean… Lotta's father, that's…

What?

"Song, song lyrics, song birds…" This won't get us anywhere.

What was done to me is recorded on a computer in the lab

and a red book that Lorenz wants.

We have to find out where the lab is.

Also, the guy who kidnapped me is Lorenz's ex.

Well, then…

where's the problem?

Tanja.

I was really happy you called me.

Wait until I've told you my news.

Nope. It's taken.

Keep moving!

Have a nice trip. Right, okay.

And send.

Okay.

MESSAGES OLE'S LOCATION

PINNED LOCATION FORWARD

PINNED LOCATION

There's an open space there.

Okay.

OLE HACKS

Ba-boom! Gotcha!

MESSAGES OLE - I'M IN

-He's in! -Crazy. He made it?

Okay.

Okay…

Okay.

I don't see you for years, and now I see you so often.

How long ago is it now?

When you were in my office?

Three months.

I feel like we saw each other again, later.

I've been in the papers a lot since then.

A lot's happened.

To me, at least.

And you?

The usual editorial routine.

You journalists.

You can't create anything, just destroy things.

Not all journalists are alike, Tanja.

Let's drink to that.

GENERATE KEY

Okay.

So, why did you want to meet with me?

For just that reason.

In the hope that not all journalists are alike.

You know about science.

A little.

You always need someone with money backing you.

A university, a company, a private individual.

We're the visionaries.

But those of us who want to be something have to make a pact.

With a sponsor.

Someone who pays.

What are you getting at?

What if I told you where I get my money for my research?

Not the university stuff.

The real research.

Homo Deus.

I'd say that sounds quite interesting.

"Fürstenberg, financier of illegal experiments"?

I told you it's a good story.

Are you the only one he sponsored illegally?

Or do other scientists work for him?

You tell me.

You're the journalist. Find out.

Why are you telling me all this?

Andi, think about it.

If the truth about Fürstenberg gets out, it could reduce my sentence.

I acted on his orders.

I see.

But what if other scientists are involved?

A story like that could expose them all.

It doesn't have to go that far.

Fuck! No.

No.

Everything's cool. It's my dad's car.

A rental. That's it.

Have a nice evening!

Let me get this straight.

You want me to write a story, but not publish it. Is that it?

Exactly. He just needs to know that one exists.

He can help me. He's powerful enough.

He just has to want to.

Then everyone can carry on like before.

Me and his other scientists.

If there are others.

"System info. Color settings"?

"USB settings. Mute settings. Key card settings"?

Do you have proof?

Of course.

Will you excuse me?

There we go.

All right.

LORENZ KNOWS

Come on!

Fuck! Okay.

That was nice.

We should do it again.

Yes.

Home. To the office.

-Grocery store. -Gym.

Repeatedly to the Fürstenbergs'.

But where could the lab be?

Dude!

Badass cars always get you followers.

And the RollJam device is so Fast and the Furious.

Yes?

-Were you successful? -Yes.

Good. Get it done tonight.

Fürstenberg may well know by tomorrow.

-What? Why? -I had no choice.

You could just say thanks.

I've been telling you that for decades.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

Look, there are two dots on the ground. The house and something hard to see here.

-The brickyard. -What?

There's an old building. Maybe the lab's in there.

Or it could be a correlation without causality.

Why would someone with so much money build a lab in a brickyard?

Because he's an old-school conspiracy guy. This way, it's all in his control.

Let's find out.

PRINT

The damned printer won't work.

-What? -Damn… Print…

-Mia! -Hand me a pillow.

-Should we call an ambulance? -No.

-I'll get some water. -I have to go to the lab.

To the lab.

DR. REUTHER MOBILE

Hi, it's Mia Akerlund. Leave a message after the beep.

Hello, Mia.

I noticed you missed your last appointment.

I know you're unhappy with our progress.

As your therapist, I still want you to know I have your well-being in mind.

There's a reason we forget.

See it as a defense.

Don't get caught up in something you may not escape.

What a surprise.

I assume you're not here to talk about your Huntington's research.

No.

We have a problem.