All language subtitles for Beforeigners S02E05

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For today's baptism,

we will be assisted by none other
than our new member of honour:

St. Olaf Haraldsson.

- What is the name of the child?
- Jon.

Do you want Jon to be baptised
in the name of the Father,

the Son and the Holy Spirit?

Yes.

Then, I make the sign of the holy cross.

As a testimony that you, Jon,

will belong to the crucified,
and resurrected Jesus Christ.

Could you take a picture with us, too?

- Thank you so much!
- My pleasure.

- Did you get the water?
- The holiest water around.

Sanctified by the founder
of the church himself.

If backwards time
travel is a possibility,

then where are the
tourists from the future?

This paraphrase of
Professor Hawking's words

has been used to dismiss the
concept of going back in time.

My response would be:

Any future time-travellers would
be far too busy for tourism.

They would most likely
be spending all their time

trying to stop that first little
fish from crawling to shore.

The fish to which I refer, is of
course that snotty little sea creature

who decided to become
a land-based mammal.

Excuse me, Professor, are you
suggesting it would be a noble act

to prevent the evolutionary
step that created mankind?

It would be the noblest possible act.

Any enlightened being

who could stop that first
fish from leaving the sea,

would do so.

I strongly disagree, Professor.

If you could avert the Holocaust,

human slavery, simply
by killing a fish...

Have you heard about the sea
horse we have in our skulls?

You mean the hippocampus?

People with Temporal sleep disorder

have a damaged or reduced horse,
but on my scan it was bigger.

Well, isn't that good news?

On the scan they first
took, it looks smaller.

So your hippocampus is growing?

I've started to experience
some strange stuff at least...

But take the video you sent me.

Even though it's in English,
I understood every word.

I don't mean to be sceptical here.

But I've heard you speak
English. To put it like that.

Fine. Ask me anything.

- Did you sleep well tonight?
- I slept very well, thank you.

- Ask me something more difficult.
- Okay.

Give me a summary of
Professor Roberts' lecture.

He presented a time travel paradox

that grew into a
quasi-philosophical rant.

Towards the end I sensed
a misogynistic tendency

towards his female student.

What the hell...

You see? I've become a fucking genius!

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Welcome. Roald. Transit centre leader.

They were picked up by the rescue
boat from the transit centre in Son.

We are authorised for timeigrants
with unconfirmed national origin,

so they were sent to us.

And you concluded
that they were British?

Yes, everything pointed to that.

Why weren't they extradited to England?

One of them spoke Norwegian.

Seemed to have had a
connection to Norway.

- All three resisted extradition.
- So they just stayed at the centre?

Unfortunately, that often happens

when we can't establish
nationality of origin.

Some remain here with
status pending for years.

But why weren't they reported
missing when they fled?

The police only prioritise escape cases

where the escapee is a
danger to the general public.

I can assure you, we'll
prioritise this case, at least.

Two of the women have been murdered.

We fear the same might
happen to the third.

Oh my God. Do you know who killed them?

No one has been formally charged.

Did an English speaking contemporary
man contact you about them?

Anything you would like to share?

A genealogist called from
a university in England

with some questions about the women.

I know I'm not supposed to share
information without a formal query.

But he was very persuasive and credible.

_

I'm looking for a lady
called Nessie Olssen.

Ms. Olssen is expecting you in room 303.

- She is expecting me?
- That's what she said.

The door is open.

You look different.

A new man has entered my life.
A gentleman named Jesus Christ.

Well, I hate to break it to you,

but Mr Christ has a reputation
for being unfaithful.

I must say you are
being remarkably calm.

The other girls went crazy
when I came for them.

The redhead even pulled a knife on me.

I told the poor girl,

knives and bullets wouldn't
bite on a creature like you.

- What bites on a creature like me?
- This.

You're going to hit me over
the head with a little book?

I will defeat you with
the power of the spirit.

The light of Jesus our savior
will extinguish your darkness!

Credo in Deum Patrem omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae.

Et in Iesum Christum, Filium
Eius unicum, Dominum nostrum.

Qui conceptus est de Spiritu
Sancto, natus ex Maria Virgine.

Credo in Spiritum Sanctum,
sanctam Ecclesiam catholicam.

Sanctorum communionem,
remissionem peccatorum.

Carnis resurrectionem,
vitam aeternam. Amen.

Sorry to ruin the moment.
I couldn't resist that.

You're coming with me.

Credo..

Give me your best shot.

Bullseye!

- So, nice flight?
- Yes.

What did they say at the transit?

An English contemporary man
had asked about the women.

Can you get a picture of the
third woman out to the press?

I have a feeling the killer is
quite a few steps ahead of us here.

We need to bring Mr. Haaland
and Ms. Enginnsdottir in on this.

We got the impression that
they'd been taken off the case?

Well, I reversed my decision.

Lars? Alfhildr?

The Timeigration Directorate decided
to appeal Olaf Haraldsson's case.

Haraldsson had his application
accepted for identity establishment.

But TDI will now appeal
the decision to the court.

Does the shit never end in this time?

Watch the chassis. I
just had it EU checked.

Shut the fuck up!

We need to reevaluate the case
in light of the new murders.

Do you agree we can rule out
Isaac Ben Joseph as a suspect now?

Not at all. But it's starting to look
like Ben Joseph had an accomplice.

Why do you think Ben Joseph
and Roberts are accomplices?

W... wait a minute. Could
we start by explaining

who Mr. Roberts is? This is
all new to me, I'm afraid.

He was a controversial physics professor

who went missing a few years ago.

Our current theory is that both men
suffer from grave mental illness.

How about Alfhildr's question?

What makes you believe Isaac Ben
Joseph works together with this man?

Information that surfaced during
our interrogations of Mr. Joseph.

They're lying through their teeth.

How could they know
who we're investigating?

I think we should talk
about this outside.

Olaf?

Hi!

- Hey. You're back already?
- Yes.

Sure am. What are you doing?

Seeking support in God

for new battles with the
Timeigration Directorate.

Did you just snort a line of cocaine?

We live together. We have to
be able to talk about things.

So let's talk about why the hell
you've started wearing jeans again.

You know those trousers are ungodly.

You're fucking unbelievable.

Doing coke in the middle of the day,
and attacking me for my trousers?

Aslakr and Gegnir will help you pack.

What?

I'm dumping you, girl. That
shouldn't be so hard to understand.

What about the volva's vision?
We saw that we belong together.

We missaw.

So, you think one of ours is
feeding them info under the table?

And you suspect Alex? Skitr...

What's the motive for London for
obscuring a murder investigation?

I have a theory.

Management would probably
think I was crazy again

if I told them about it.

Let's hear it.

What if the English police
sent John back in time,

as part of a secret operation?

And now they're worried our
investigation will uncover it?

Do you have any kind of evidence
that such operations exist?

I have come across things in my
spare time that might indicate that.

What are we waiting for?
Show me what you found.

I wasn't really myself
when I found those things.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- After quitting Temproxat, I've...

- I've had a couple of relapses.
- Skitr...

I realise this is a
little outside the box.

But I need the drops if I'm
going to dive into this again.

I'll take the drops
under your supervision.

If it doesn't work,

you just have to make sure
I don't fall off the wagon.

What kind of authorisation
do I have to stop you?

- Whatever you need.
- This could actually be kind of fun.

- What's wrong?
- Olaf ditched me.

Madelaine... This'll be okay.

But I'll never meet
another guy like Olaf.

This isn't you.

Where's that girl who shared
Perry's dick-pics when he cheated?

This isn't Perry!

Olaf Haraldsson.

Fuck him! You don't need him. Fuck him!

Do you have anything on the guy?

Are you coming?

The police believe the
woman may have information

regarding an ongoing investigation

and ask for tips about where she may be.

Are you taking a bath in there, or...

Can you tell me where we're going now?

Relax. I've got the
situation under control.

I set up a proxy server down here.

The internet provider started
to become a little clingy.

Is this the Onion Router?

The one who peels the onion,

shall find answers.

Good morning.

Morning. Thank you.

Did we find anything yesterday?

I printed what seemed most relevant.

These are leaked documents
connected to Project 19.

An English plan to send agents
back to the 19th century.

But those who have uploaded it
seem like the conspiratorial kind.

The question is how
we take this further.

Project 19...

I think it's best we start by
keeping this completely to ourselves.

Welcome to Oslo Police
Station. How can I help?

Oslo Police Station, how can I help you?

This is Jack. Let me speak
to the chief of police.

We have no times for prank calls.

Where are you going?

A 19th century guy has
been found dead at a hotel.

The receptionist claims the
woman we reported missing

had booked the room where
the man was found dead.

What on earth has been going on here?

Did we all get the same email now?

- I mean, this could be a virus.
- We'll just have to take that chance.

TONIGHT

I'm glad you could step
in at such short notice.

- Your mother was detained at work.
- No worries.

- So...
- Do you want some help with that?

That won't be necessary. Come. Let's go.

- Okay.
- Time to get out of here.

Could you stop by Valentin's grave?

I was on my way there to tend to
it, when the hullabaloo occurred.

Let's hope the lilies will
manage in the cold for a few days.

Yes.

- Is something perturbing you?
- No.

It was thoughtless of me

to bring you down here
in your present condition.

What do you think about it,
actually? Do you agree with Mum?

I will support you through the
storm, no matter what choice you make.

I don't know if I've
told you before, Gregers,

but I'm very lucky to
have you as my stepdad.

You cannot fathom how
warming those words are.

We're setting up the
tracking device now.

The phone operator is
ready, over and out.

Yes...

Sure.

Asphyxiation.

Twelve letter word,
breathing difficulty.

This is Grete Skog, Chief of
the Oslo Police Department.

I'm glad you finally took the time.

You are most likely trying to trace
this call, so I'll keep it brief.

I am calling to offer you a trade.
The woman for Mr. Henry Black.

- Who's Henry Black?
- Don't be daft.

He's right there with you, isn't he?

The Oslo police do not trade in humans.

Well, in that case the woman dies.

If you happen to change your mind, however,

Henry Black needs to show up

at the Grønland tube
station at noon tomorrow.

Hello?

- He hung up. Over.
- Did we get anything? Over.

Negative. Over and out.

I need to confer with our legal
team on how this can be arranged.

- You're not considering to do the switch?
- It's getting late.

- Let's reconvene in the morning.
- Okay.

There. Let's. Would you
like this one? Are you okay?

Are you sitting all right?

Well, the assault on
me was not incidental.

The culprits were sent by this Sturla.

The target was not me, but Lars.

But why would Sturla's
guys assault Lars?

I approached him a
couple of days earlier.

Asked him to stop bothering Ingrid.

Then he started running his mouth...

The fatherly instinct can disrupt
reason's control over the emotions.

For heaven's sake! Our
daughter has to get an abortion

after a one night
stand with a psychopath.

- And you add fuel to the fire?
- It wasn't my intention. I was...

It doesn't matter. Because
I've decided to keep the baby.

I'm very confused now, Ingrid.

Gregers made me understand
what this is really about.

- I'm not sure what I might have said.
- No, what might that have been?

Don't make this about you two.

I understood that it's me and no
one else who has to make this choice.

And what makes you believe
that this is the right choice?

You're going to be a
grandmother. Deal with it.

Hello! The parish is
full of expectations.

- Good.
- Welcome.

The church has forgotten
how power works.

What do you mean?

If you want power, you
have to radiate success.

You have to surround yourself with
beautiful women, gold and glitter.

Not a group of old hags munching
sugarloaf in a dump of a house.

- Take it easy, Olaf.
- Hi.

I am the leader of the
evangelic history team.

And we're doing a team study of
the role of women in Viking culture.

Do you have time for
a coffee and a chat?

I need to go to the toilet first.

Have a look at this story that
was just published in the news.

- DRUG SEIZURE IN VICARAGE
- It says they've confiscated drugs.

The police found a bag of
cocaine at the vicarage.

- The story is out already.
- Why the hell were the police there?

Gegnir said it seemed like
they had received a tip.

Madeleine. That bitter little
whore must be behind it.

The Bishop just called. What
is going on at the vicarage?

God knows. This must...
This must be some worker.

With ungodly habits.

Unfortunately, the church will
have to disassociate itself from you

until this has been sorted out.

The church wants to
disassociate itself from me?

I built this church.

My men gave their blood for
the cross. What did you do?

Sit on your ass eating sugarloaf
with a bunch of dried up cunts!

- Where do we go?
- Certainly not back to the vicarage.

Gegnir said the police seemed eager
to bring you in for questioning.

- Get out and walk.
- But Olaf...

You can't drive without
a supervising driver.

Bloody hell!

There. Out.

Hi, Alex.

I'm just calling to let you
know I'm not feeling too well.

- I better just stay in bed.
- Are you kidding me?

This is not the day
to play the PMS card.

Will you excuse us for two seconds?

- How do you feel?
- Like I'm too old for this shit.

Our Norwegian partners have decided
to prepare the temporal agent.

- Just in case something goes wrong.
- Is that really necessary?

Have we given them full control?

The operation will be led by
Oslo and London in collaboration.

I have a bad feeling about this.

When management have given the
guy authorisation to play the hero,

there isn't much we can do.

- You look tired.
- Everything is going to hell.

And it's your fault.

Your problems are temporary.

I know that you will
sit on the throne again.

- Stop it.
- I've seen it.

Those are just fantasies.

Was it fantasies that stopped
your death at Stiklestad, too?

That foresaw that you would
be reborn in the water?

How am I to rise again
in this fucked up world?

And how can this Enginnsdottir have
any role to play? It makes no sense.

We have to go deeper into the vision.

It's time to go see her.

This is a technical test
from operational leader OPK.

Are you there operational
leader MPS? Over.

Operational leader MPS replying.
We hear you loud and clear.

Continuing my check on all OPK vehicles.

Are you there, Enginnsdottir? Over.

We hear you, Harald, over.

Reminding all OPK vehicles

to use the operational
language. Over and out.

Operational leader MPS to OPK. Mr.
Black will take his position, over.

Operational leader MPS, please
confirm sound on Mr. Black. Over.

Operational leader MPS.
Sound confirmed, over.

We're not exactly
radiating full control here.

Enginnsdottir to MPS.

Does Mr. Black's sound give any
clue on what's going on? Over.

MPS to Enginnsdottir, part of the
communication was in Norwegian.

We're trying to decipher it now. Over.

Enginnsdottir to all vehicles.
Black just left his position, over.

This is Haaland asking permission
to follow Mr. Black on foot, over.

Instructions were to keep
position or abort, over.

We still have a pending request
from one of our vehicles. Over.

Operational leader MPS
to operational leader OPK.

What is your question?

Fuck this.

Okay, I'm here. Now what?

Now you go into the tunnel. Go east.

Are you out of your mind?
The trains are coming.

Not anymore.

Okay.

Operational leader OPK to
Enginnsdottir, please come in, over?

Enginnsdottir to OPK.
Haaland and I are entering...

It seems Mr. Black has
gone into the tunnels.

- Await further instructions, over.
- Negative.

We must act... Or...

Hello? You're breaking up.

Long time no see, Henry.

How is your backhand these days?

The woman is already dead, I assume.

- Your assumption is correct, yes.
- What has been the point of all this?

Those girls all saw me way back
when. They could have exposed P19.

Why all the theatrics?

You know the man upstairs
doesn't like it messy.

The man upstairs is a cunt, Henry.

He screwed me over when I returned.

I guess this is just my way
of sticking it back up his ass.

I still don't imagine where you
think we're gonna go from here?

Put me in a manor house with jolly
girls and a generous wine cellar.

I'll be gone for ever.

Why did you kill those
women back in Whitechapel?

I needed some Guinea pigs to test
my improvised time travel device.

- And the mutilation?
- Just covering my tracks.

Creatively.

We didn't want the
agency's temporal knowledge

getting in the wrong hands, now do we?

Why do I feel you're dodging
the essence of my question?

Which is?

How a man I once consided a friend,
could turn into Jack the Ripper.

Oh, Henry...

You still don't understand
anything about time, do you?

I was always Jack.

Whatever you are...

It ends here.

Did you manage to plot
her address into the GPS?

- I think so.
- Does this journey has a purpose?

We'll find the answer when we meet
her. She is the key to our rebirth.

- I have seen it.
- I need more of the divine dust.

You have reached the
voicemail of 4540...

Forget this world.

A new one is about to be born.

You are back on the throne,

and I am your queen.

We love each other,
and the gods love us.

Stop! Police.

Trust me. It's better for both
of us if you put that thing away.

Lay down on the ground and
put your hands on your head!

Sorry.

Alfhildr!

You're like me?

A fellow two-way traveller?

I am nothing like you. And
now I'm bringing you in.

A little scientific heads up:

I'm not quite sure what happens
to the space-time continuum

when two creatures like
us confront each other.

What the fuck is space-time continuum?

I like your attitude.

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