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Well, hello, hi.

Aw. Aw.

Hi.

Aw, shh...

Ah, look.

- There's Mom. - Please.

Hi.

It's me.

Shh.

Please.

Shh.

Hulda.

Hulda.

Please...

just let me touch my baby, just this once.

Hulda!

Give her back!

- Hulda! Hulda! - Ma'am...

We, uh, do offer

on-site facilities to take care of the remains,

but if you prefer to do it...

Burn him.

Hulda, I'm so sorry.

Has Misha been interrogated yet?

Lukas will handle it.

No.

It's my case. I'm handling it.

Let's, uh, go to my office

and we can talk. Okay?

I need to keep working, Magnus.

Please.

If you want to help, just let me do my job.

Hulda, hey.

It doesn't matter how I feel.

It-- I'll have time for that later.

Right now

Elena is depending on us to save her.

That's all that matters.

And now, has Misha said anything yet?

Uh, no. No, not a word.

You and Katja.

We know that you knew Katja,

which means that you lied to us.

You fucking lied to us.

Look, she even drew you.

Hmm.

We also know that you own

a black 4x4 just like the one

that Katja was seen entering.

And you prostitute refugees.

Right?

GUNNAR He organized everything.

Misha. Misha Volkov.

He would bring them, the girls.

And guys. I just paid.

Yeah, you were pimping Katja,

but she became a problem, didn't she?

Maybe you thought, who would care about a missing refugee?

And then you took Elena to shut her up, right?

Her son saw a man that matches your description.

He basically identified you.

Do the right thing for once

in your miserable life and tell us.

We know that you like hurting people.

-Mmm. - This man.

You assaulted him, you tortured him.

-Yeah. - And you will be charged for it.

Did you like torturing Katja, too?

- Did it make you feel big? -Mmm.

Yeah.

Tough guy, right?

What a tough guy.

Do you know how many broken bones she had?

Arms, fingers,

ribs, legs.

Look at the photos, you fucking coward.

Look at them. Look at what you did

to this beautiful girl

who had her whole life ahead of her.

I loved Katja.

I would never hurt her.

And yet you... you prostituted her?

No!

She never did that.

They wanted her to, but...

"They"? Who's "they"?

You must tell us what's going on, Misha.

Where is Elena?

Tell us.

Because if you don't, you'll be deported back to Russia tonight

and do your time over there.

I don't think you'll survive that.

So give yourself a chance and give me their names.

Where's Albert?

I told you, he isn't here.

- So, where is he? - I don't know.

He hasn't been in for two days.

Did you try calling?

He doesn't answer his phone.

- Search the office. - What are we looking for?

Some kind of black book.

- A physical one? - We don't know.

- Yeah? -Albert isn't home.

No, he's not here either.

- Track his phone ASAP. - Okay.

Hey.

Hmm.

Leifur, computer.

It's all here.

Just like Misha said.

Look, the clients, the girls...

Get this to Tech.

I want every file on this thing

pulled and analyzed.

- Okay. - Yeah.

Where's this?

Armed police!

All right, clear on the right.

Clear!

We're all clear up here.

Clear.

-Clear. -Clear.

Oh, what is that?

I think it's lye.

They use it to dissolve bodies.

We've got a fingernail.

It's Elena's.

It's Elena's.

Outside!

Put your hands up!

I said put your hands up.

ELENA Will we turn into bats?

No, we're not gonna be doing that.

Ow!

- Are you okay? - Yeah, I'm okay.

It's not meant for ice, not very comfy.

Take it fast. It's cold.

Yeah, it's cold.

You're taking it.

Make us look pretty.

Congratulations, all of you.

-Oh, thank you. - You did a hell of a job.

Drinks on me.

Just doing my job.

Cheers. Alex.

- Hey, there you are. -Hey, Hulda.

Well done...

Mm-hmm.

- Oh, thanks. - Where were you?

- Let's go. - Uh...

This is everyone from the USB.

Katja and Elena aren't there. Why?

Because they weren't being prostituted.

Then why were they killed?

Because they said no?

That doesn't make sense.

Lukas, we need to look into this.

-How's my power couple? -We're good.

Yeah, I can see that.

Mm-hmm.

Can I have a word with Hulda, please?

Yeah, sure.

Look, uh,

I can't even imagine what you're going through right now,

but, uh,

you did it.

You fucking did it.

There's still work to be done. Interrogations, paperwork...

Uh, Lukas will take care of that. Take the win.

Win?

A child lost his mother.

What happens to him now?

I know what you did.

The driver Marta...

...confessed everything.

I know she told you.

Couldn't live with the guilt, she said.

So...

...for the sake of the force and your career,

I think it's best that you leave quietly as of tonight.

Just give me till the end of the week, please.

I-I need to, I need to tie up a few loose ends, Magnus.

No.

I don't think you should come back to the station.

I'm sorry.

It's been an honor working with you.

You're, uh...

You're something else.

Yeah, it's all tied up.

Don't have to worry, man.

Stop fucking calling me.

Yeah, no, I'm enjoying it.

♪ You are my pretty love, baby ♪

♪ You are a light in the dark ♪

♪ It's time... ♪

Can I get you anything else?

Yeah! What should we have?

- What should we have? - Let's have some shots.

- Some shot. Shot. Shot. Shot. Shot. - Yeah. Shot. Shot. Shot.

Shot-- You fucking moron!

What the fuck is wrong with you?

-Pig. - Fucking moron.

- What did you just call me? - I called you a moron

'cause you are a moron.

- You're a fucking moron. - Shut up, old bitch.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You pig.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, relax.

Hey, hey, hey.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. It's over. It's over. Stop.

-Guy's an idiot, right? -Come on. Come on.

- What a fucking asshole. - It's time to go. It's time to go. Come on.

Yeah, we'll go, Karen, and I'll see you...

- I'll see you at the office. - It's okay. Thank you.

Yeah.

-Come on. -Yeah.

That felt great. Right?

That was-- yeah, yeah. - That was good.

- My place is nearby. Be careful. - Yeah.

Well, I'm not gonna fuck you. I just want to be clear on that.

- Oh, you want to be clear? You want to be clear? - Yeah. Yeah.

I have zero interest in fucking you. Now come on.

Mm-hmm, you're so serious in your little suits.

Uh, okay.

We're clear.

Where do we go? To your place?

- It's this way. This way. - What?

Come on.

Hey.

Come on.

- Up we go. Oh-ho. - Oh-ho.

I think I've made a discovery.

You are not as tidy as you...

- Come on. - ...were to seem.

- This is not okay. - Hey. Shh.

Come on, this way.

That's it.

- Ah, this is nice. - Yeah.

This is your home now. Might as well embrace it.

Yeah.

Hey, don't fall asleep. Come on.

No.

Come on, take your shirt off.

Oh, I'm not showing you my tits.

No, no. It-- Look, it's got blood on it.

Let's go.

I'll chuck it in the wash.

Oh...

What?

Hey.

Yeah, it's, uh...

It's for Rudi. It's silly.

No. No, it's not.

- Hey, come here. - I sometimes wonder...

how my life

would have been if...

if I had felt loved like that.

What do you mean?

I... I got taken away from my mother.

What happened?

Uh, she was too poor. That's what they did back then.

They-they kept me in this place

until I was four,

until my grandparents took me in.

That's fucked up.

I have this memory.

All she wanted was to hold me,

and they wouldn't let her in,

no matter how she begged.

Hulda!

Hulda! Hulda!

And I didn't see her again.

I promised myself...

...I was never gonna leave my own child.

And, um...

...in the end I couldn't protect her.

You're a great mother.

Yes, you are.

I can see it.

Now come on.

Hi.

Hulda, I...

I-I don't know what to say. I'm...

- I'm so sorry. - Okay.

I need you to do me a favor.

Yeah. Anything.

Don't tell Magnus that you saw me.

Yeah. Of-of course.

Course.

Hmm.

If you, if you need anything, you know...

Okay.

Yeah?

MAGNUS Are you still sleeping?

No, no, I'm awake.

Listen, uh, I know we're still processing things, but...

given the evidence, we needed to contact the IHS.

What?

Rudi's gonna be transferred to state care here

while arrangements are made in, in Russia.

- So I will need you to, uh,... - Sorry. Captain.

- ...liaise with them. - There you go.

Make sure we've done our part.

Okay?

- Yeah, yeah. Okay. Yeah. - Thanks.

And, uh, Lukas, there's a...

- Yeah? - There's a...

I need you to do one other thing.

Yeah.

You're kidding me.

Fuck.

- Yeah. -Did you take my car?

Yeah.

Jesus. Where are you?

At home. Come right away.

Naomi Katz. Came here alone four years ago.

Found on a riverbank. Ruled accidental drowning.

Are all of these deceased women?

No, deceased foreign women.

But Naomi is the only one I've found so far

that has a link.

- A link to what? - Katja and Elena.

All these are clear accidents.

With solid eyewitness testimonies.

But these here... are different.

No witnesses.

Bodies found alone in the middle of nowhere.

Probably suicides.

Or murder.

Just look at Naomi's body.

Extremely clean.

No dirt, not even under her nails.

Just like Katja.

Her clothes?

Brand-new. Expensive. Again, just like Katja.

And here is what the pathologist wrote.

"No abrasion to the hands, feet or forehead.

"Unusual since the body washed downriver and up on land.

"Suggesting a quick drowning

and short time spent in the water."

So you're saying that the body was placed there?

A young foreign woman.

Extremely clean, new clothes, no wounds.

She fits the profile, Lukas.

She fits the profile.

I don't think the murders are connected

to the prostitution ring.

I think our guy is still out there,

and Naomi Katz was his first.

Why would Albert have gone through all that trouble

with Katja and Elena just to kill himself?

Because he knew that we had Misha.

He knew the game was up.

Why bother cleaning up after himself, you know?

Let's compare the prints in the ice rink with Albert's.

I promise you it won't be a match.

Well, that's not gonna prove anything, and you know it.

Katja's clothes were found stashed in his house.

This is not a coincidence.

Yeah, maybe you're on to something.

But there's something else.

Magnus called me.

And Rudi's going back to Russia.

And he wants me to tell him that his mum's dead.

Hey.

Wow. Building a house?

How are you doing?

- Good. - Good?

Wow.

Hmm.

Rudi.

Rudi, I need to ask you something, is that all right?

Is this the big, red man you saw?

-Hulda, I don't think you should be asking... - Shh.

- Are you sure? - Hulda, please.

- Rudi, this is very important. - Hulda, stop.

Look at the picture. This is very important.

Hulda, stop, please. Come on.

Let's go. Come on.

Please.

- What the hell are you doing? - What am I doing?

I'm talking to the only witness we have.

- No. - That's the only one.

You're not. You're scaring a child.

A child we have to tell that his mother's dead

and that he's going away.

- We need to properly interrogate him. - Hulda, stop.

Why do you keep fighting this?

You're the one that's fighting, okay?

- But you've crossed the line. - Fuck you.

You've crossed the line. No, fuck you!

All good.

All right, see you later.

All right, take care. Thanks, man.

See you guys next week.

Bjartur.

- Can I ask you something? - Sure.

Did you ever teach a woman named Naomi Katz?

Naomi Katz?

No. I-I don't think so.

- She had blue hair. - Blue hair?

Doesn't really ring a bell.

Do you have many students with blue hair?

I can check my records if you want,

but I'm usually good with names.

- I'd really appreciate that. - Anytime.

Can I ask why?

Uh...

Let's just call it a hunch.

I'll go home right now and look it up.

Thanks.

What's wrong, sweetie?

Nothing.

I made dinner.

Take off your clothes.

Hey.

You need to take care of this.

Mm-hmm.

We don't want it to get infected.

Does it hurt?

It... (laughs) itches.

Oh. That's good.

That's very good.

That means it's healing.

Hmm.

Good as new.

Look at us two.

Get up.

It's not forever.

You know that, right?

Of... of course.

I understand.

We have a problem.

There's someone I need to deal with.

So we can be together.

Hulda?

Hulda!

Hulda! Hulda.

It's okay. It's okay.

I thought...

I'm fine.

I was just thinking.

That's a hell of a way to have to think.

How are you feeling?

The ocean calms me down.

You should go. You'll catch pneumonia.

- Okay. - Go home, really.

If you ever need me, I'm around.

Moa, come on.

Petur!

Is something wrong?

Oh.

Ow.

- Ow? What? - Ow, ow.

- Oh, God, I think I hurt my back. - Are you okay?

Are you all right?

- Do you want to stop? - Are you nuts?

Mmm.

Okay, just...

Oh, wow.

I better get back.

What?

Can't you stay maybe a little bit longer, or...?

It's getting quite late.

Was...? Are you okay?

Wa-Wa-Was-was... was that okay?

It was more than okay.

Well... can I see you again?

Petur, I can wave to you from my house.

Well, yeah, but I meant more,

you know, with your clothes off.

All right.

Well, okay, look, let me at least walk you home.

Oh. Thank the Lord, a man to walk me home.

Look, I just...

When you... came over here the last time

and you kissed me?

Oh, that was horrible.

Right. Well, I... I wanted to say something else.

I thought that I wouldn't get to feel like that anymore.

And you...

you woke me up.

Hi.

What are you doing?

Fuck!

Oh. Thank God.

Police? It's Hulda.

I need backup at my house.

I have a armed intruder.

Man...

No.

Oh, no, no. No.

No, no, no, no, no.

Oh, Moa, sweetheart.

Oh, Moa. My sweet girl.

Petur!

Petur!

Hulda, oh, my God.

- You bleeding? - No, it's not my blood.

Go. Open the door of the car.

Oh, so good. You're a good girl.

Stay there.

- What the hell happened? - Someone in my house.

- Go. - Did someone attack you?

Get... get Moa to the vet.

But I don't want to go if there's somebody in your house.

- They're gone. The police... - Okay, go inside

- and lock the doors. - Yeah.

♪ Now crawl to life ♪

♪ But speak so careful ♪

♪ Those whitened forces ♪

♪ Descent unstable ♪

♪ Come alive ♪

♪ Fallen wild sons ♪

♪ Fall. ♪